Prince of Death:

Return of the Speaker's Heir

By: The Potters of the Future

and Winged Seer Wolf

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Disclaimer:

I do not own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson. These concepts,

characters and places belong to

J.K. Rowling and Rick Riordian

Dedication:

This chapter is dedicated to all of the readers

and reviewer's who helped Winged Seer Wolf and I

get to this point.

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Rating: T

Pairing(s): Harry/Thalia

(This will happen in Book 3)

(All others are in the air at this point.)

Beta: Winged Seer Wolf

Summary:

Last year, Harry found out about his father, met others like himself, went to a magical school, dodged an old man's questions, all the while keeping Voldemort from the Ultimate power. Now in his second year, Harry the son of Hades must now contend with the return of an ancient line that threatens the destruction of Hogwarts itself.

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Chapter 21

We're Off to Fight a Drakon

The assortment of demigods, Nathanael and Hermione left for Moaning Myrtle's bathroom at dinner finding that it would be best to all go to the corridor when Filch was having dinner.

They were sure that by now their friends would have noticed their absence but Harry was sure that he'd put across his distaste of Dumbledore to not tell the teachers. Harry had told Hermione and Nathanael to go to the table afterwards and make sure nobody spoke of their absence and to make an excuse if the teachers were aware. It was a Sunday anyway. Hopefully Snape would stop the teachers from investigating the matter.

The nineteen demigods, the witch and the wizard crowded into the small bathroom. Harry thought that if Moaning Myrtle wasn't dead she would have had a heart attack. Harry doubted that there had ever been as many people in her bathroom as there were now especially as she scared most girls off.

'They're not girls,' she said indignantly.

'I know,' Luna said softly.

'We're going to find vengeance for your murder,' Harry spoke up.

'Yes, master,' bowed the ghost.

Harry was sure by now that most of the demigods had begun figuring out who he was. After all it wasn't hard when he fought with a Stygian Iron sword and was referred to as Master by the dead.

'Nathanael,' Harry said. 'Ask the snake to open and then ask for stairs.'

Nathanael appeared to be concentrating hard on the ornate snake carved into the tap. Harry was relieved when he heard hissing emit from the boy's mouth. Suddenly there was a groaning and the sink began to move until it sank right out of sight.

Nathanael hissed again and the pipe began to move as it moulded itself into a thick staircase. Harry could tell that it hadn't been walked often so was in quite good shape. Harry was sure that this was the work of Rowena Ravenclaw.

'Thanks, guys,' Harry said. 'Go to the Great Hall and make our excuses.'

'Don't die,' whispered Hermione.

Harry just nodded and took his place at the front of the demigods with Cat on his right and Eve on his left. Nathanael was behind them with Eve and Cat charged with protecting him until he was no longer needed or the fight begun. They didn't have the time or the numbers to protect Nathanael when fighting a Drakon. Harry might have been one of the youngest demigods but he had natural leadership qualities that came from being a child of the Big Three.

They walked passed a snake skin which had to be at least twenty foot long. This didn't inspire confidence in any of gathered demigods. If it was twenty foot long when it last shred the skin; gods only knew how long it was going to be now.

It was only when they got to a second door with twin snakes tangled around each other were they thankful that they had had the forethought to bring Nathanael along with them. The son and daughter of Hephaestus set about looking at the mechanisms needed.

'I think we need Nathanael,' Alan Miller said shaking his head. 'I've never seen a lock like this.'

Nathanael began quickly hissing at the door which swung open with a creek. Harry took a careful preliminary look around the inner chamber of the Chamber of Secrets. Seeing nothing he nodded at the others to go on ahead.

'Nathanael stay behind us,' Harry ordered the boy. 'You haven't been trained nor do you have a sword. If you try and help; you'll only cause a distraction as we try to keep you out of danger.'

They were standing in a very long dimly lit chamber. Looking up Harry could see the outline of a pale moon far above them which was the only light source. There were pillars containing carving of snakes and warnings in Ancient Greek. It was only at the end of the Chamber where Harry could see a statue of a man who Harry guessed must be Slytherin.

'Lumos,' Harry cast.

Harry could see torch brackets along the wall. The torch brackets were quickly lit making the Chamber brighter so that they could see better in the dim light. Harry looked around for a place that was tactically advantageous to keep Nathanael.

'If you here anything move shut your eyes and run. Toni, Storm, Ace, Angela, Flora arrange yourselves behind the pillars and draw your arrows. If you see the creature shoot,' Harry ordered.

'Remember the eyes are its weak spot and most dangerous weapon,' Raziel added. 'Take out the eyes.'

'As well as the fact that shooting through the eyes will put an arrow through the beast's brain,' Harry added. Nathanael you should do that too. Try and blind it but don't engage it in a fight if you don't have to. A wand will be no match for a Drakon; their scales are highly magic resistant. Okay so anyone guess where the beast's layer is.'

'I'd say in the statue,' Alan Miller, son of Hephaestus guessed. 'There's no other place here big enough to hide a twenty foot Drakon.'

'The rest of us should circle the creature. Keep it distracted so that it can't respond to one of us without being attacked by another one of us. Try and stab it in the gaps between the scales where its armour is at its weakest or remove a scale with your wands then stab it. Nathanael,' Harry said. 'Ask it to open and then duck behind the statue. Keep your wand draw.'

'And try to blind it, got it,' Nathanael nodded.

Nathanael hissed at the statue once again. Then following Harry's instructions dodged behind the statue with his mahogany wand drawn and a hard look on his face. His hand didn't shake which made Harry proud of his cousin.

'Swords and wands drawn,' Harry called.

Harry needn't have spoken. All the demigods had their swords, daggers, or bows as well as their wands drawn. Harry had his sword-wand out and was standing in one of the shadowy areas. The shadows had always increased his strength and he knew that it was best to play to his strengths which was why he didn't bother to have the children of Apollo attempt to fight the beasts with their swords. Arrows were always going their weapon of choice.

Harry watched as Slytherin's mouth began opening showing a large black pit where a long, poisonous green snake fell out. Then twenty things began to happen at once; flashes of light from wands, arrows rained down upon the beast and swords struck.

Harry slammed the sword into the beast but it was hard to get an opening. Eve managed to magically pull off a scale enraging the Drakon. The Drakon snarled flinging the girl back where she lay temporarily paralyzed on the floor.

Beside her Summers leapt on the beast hoping to get his sword into the gap that Eve had left behind. He almost did it too but the Drakon had noticed the presence of a demigod.

It snarled blowing a flame of fire at the demigod effectively incinerating the thirteen year old boy. Harry felt his soul enter his father's domain. There was a howl of rage and pain and grief from Linda Button, Summers' half sister, as she too realised her brother had died. Harry was sure if there had been any plants they would be strangling the monster.

This just got better and better. There were few Drakons that could breathe fire and they just happened to come across one that could. Who said demigods had it lucky. Okay nobody said that demigods had it lucky. A demigods' life was always a tragedy.

Button began to attack the Drakon with all the force she could muster but without the tactical awareness that one needed to survive. It was unsurprised that the Drakon snarled.

Harry watched with horror, still trying landing hits on the Drakon with his sword, as the Drakon pierced Button's arm. The sixteen year old gasped. Harry could see the poison flooding through her veins.

The Drakon with it's mouth open was clearly about to eat the dying girl. Everyone else was too busy with the rest of the Drakon, as it had the ability move causing many to go crashing into the wall, to be able to help. At least those who were still able to fight and weren't unconscious or had looked into the drakon's eyes were. The children of Apollo that were left standing and Nathanael were trying to distract it.

Seeing the injured, dying and dead demigods Harry was suddenly filled with an insatiable rage to hurt, to kill, to torture the monster that had put his friends and allies that way. Harry's fatal flaw had always been his temper. But it was nothing like this.

Harry shadow travelled in front of the dying girl. At the same time something happened that would turn the tide of the battle. Nathanael had used the Conjuctivitis charm on the Drakon effectively blinding it.

'STOP!' hollered Harry.

But the enraged, blind Drakon continued using it's massive girth to send demigods flying. It then spat fire at Harry. Harry heard a scream from Nathanael but didn't move. Instead he brought up one of the black walls from the Underworld.

'I said stop,' Harry said angrily.

Harry's hell fire green eyes practically glowed as he spoke in an icy cold voice that put shivers in the spine of all the demigods present. Suddenly they found themselves having to clutch onto anything they could as the ground started shaking.

Suddenly an army of the dead burst up from the floors of the Chamber of Secrets. The many skeletons of the animals that the Drakon had consumed in his time in the Chamber of Secrets and a hoard of skeleton warriors rushing to their prince's aid as Harry's anger reached a new peak.

'No more,' whispered Harry, 'you won't hurt anyone else!'

The skeleton army of dead soldiers, rodents and many other animals began to attack the Drakon. The dead soldiers with their rusted spears, muskets, swords and whatever other weaponry they happened to have. The animals that had been killed by the foul beast showing what it was like to be bitten.

All the while the Drakon howled and snarled it's long fangs. The Drakon attempted to move its attackers by breathing fire at them and pulling them of with his deadly poisonous fangs.

But to the Drakon's increased fury all that happened was the roasted skeletons continued the way they were attacking the Drakon as though they hadn't been barbequed. The ones flung off the Drakon just stood up and made their way back to the Drakon.

At this point the paralysed demigods had begun healing. Not wanting or needing to get near the Drakon and its deadly attackers they continued to shoot arrows and spells at it. Storm had moved to Button's side and was using all his magic and healing powers as a son of Apollo to extract the poison from the girl.

Harry looked for the idea place to be able to stab the Drakon. He then looked at the statue. Glad for all those years that they had been forced to climb the wall or fall in the lava pit.

Harry placed his sword in his scabbard grasping the stone robes of the statue of Slytherin. Harry began to climb up high and higher. Trying not to be embarrassed at exactly where he was holding.

It wasn't until he was standing on top of the head of Slytherin (and Harry didn't mean Severus Snape) was Harry able to stand face to face with the Drakon. Harry just had to be careful that he didn't end up being bitten by those razor sharp fangs that glistened with liquid poison.

The Drakon's eyes had scabby inflammations formed over them from where Nathanael's curse had stopped the Drakon for paralysing any more people. Harry was sure that Nathanael's mother would be proud.

Harry drew his deadly black sword and plunged it through the roof of the Drakon's open most. He quickly withdrew both and hand and sword before he could end up like Button. He had no wish to kill the Drakon just to be poisoned in the process. Whoever managed to do that was pretty thick if they forgot even a dead Drakon can do harm.

There was a screech as the Drakon writhed for a second before the Drakon vanished into a cloud of dust. It rained down on the injured and non-injured demigods down below. Harry looked down trying to spot his friends relieved to see the three of them were at least still standing.

Harry began his descent down to the floor. Harry knew that he would have to answer questions about his father now. But his first concern was the sixteen year old daughter of Demeter who lay dying on the floor.

Harry rushed to Button's side where Storm was singing softly trying to draw out the poison. Harry knew that she was too far gone. It was too late. As much as he and the children of Demeter didn't get on a Hogwarts without the children of the Earth was going to be a sad place.

'Linda,' Harry said softly.

'You killed it,' smiled the girl.

Linda Button's usual fair skin was deathly pale as she lay dying on the floor of the Chamber of Secrets. Her brown eyes filled with pain and acceptance. She knew she was dying Harry knew and she'd accepted it. Her long usually bright chestnut hair hung limp around her pale face.

'I'm sorry,' Harry whispered.

He should have been quicker. He should have revealed his birth from the right off. If he had used his necromancy maybe neither son nor daughter of Demeter would be dead or dying.

To Harry's surprise the dying girl smiled slightly. Button took his hand. It must have cost her an inordinate amount of energy to do so. It was probably the kindest gesture that a child of Demeter had ever given any child of a death god.

'Not…' Button coughed, '…your fault,' Button breathed out. 'You saved them,' smiled Button. 'I just wish…'Button trailed off to gasp for breath, '…I could see earth… one last time.'

Harry nodded, 'let me show you.'

He locked eyes with Storm who nodded agreeing that in her last moments of life she should be as comfortable as possible. Harry gathered the dying girl in his arms and shadow travelled them outside. It was a cold day in the start of November but they were outside. Harry had taken them to the little sand back under the willow tree by the lake.

'So beautiful,' whispered Button. 'I'm tired.'

'My father rewards hero,' Harry told her softly. 'You'll go straight to Elysium; you and your brother.'

'Thank you, son of Hades,' whispered Button. 'Tell my sib-'

That was as far as the girl got. Harry could see her brown eyes become emotionless and glassy. Harry didn't need to see or hear to know she was dead. He had felt her soul leave the living planes and enter his father's territory.

Harry murmured a quiet prayer to his father placing a sack of galleons in the girl's hands knowing that she would need them to pay for her safe passage. He didn't want to move her so soon after death fearing it would be disrespectful but knew they had to arrange a story for Dumbledore's sake.

Harry felt sick at this point knowing they were going to have to lie about their fallen comrade's tragic deaths. They were also going to have to get into contact with Camp. Knowing Chiron he'd already know.

Harry looked around at the curling grasses and trees. The leavers were on the ground early. Winter had come early it seemed. Harry knew that this was Demeter's way of showing her grief.

'I'm sorry,' Harry spoke to Demeter. 'I shouldn't have hesitated.'

For a second Harry felt a presence and the smell of strawberries around him but two seconds later and it was gone. Harry picked the girl up once again. The girl was still slightly warmer than him but it wouldn't be for much longer.

Harry arrived back in the Chamber with the dead body of Linda Button in his arms. Harry noticed that they had moved Summers away from the scene fight. Placing a cloth that someone had conjured over him.

Harry laid Button down beside her brother. He barely noticed as Eve conjured a pale green cloth with plants and lions sewn for her house and her mother. There was a silence that Harry broke.

'I'm sorry,' Harry said.

Harry looked at Storm and Raziel who were Summers' closest friends. Both of them were third year Gryffindors in the same years as Cat and Eve. The same year as Summers' had been. Harry then looked over to Richard Edwards who had been inseparable from Button. He had tears in his eyes making Harry wonder if things had been different would they have progressed from more than just friends.

'It wasn't your fault,' Raziel said quietly.

Harry shook his head knowing he was wrong. He should have fought like he could from the start. He didn't know why he hadn't? He hadn't thought it would be necessary. If it hadn't been for the unexpected surprise of the Drakon being fire breathing their plan would have worked.

'If the Drakon hadn't been able to breathe fire our plan would have gone without a hitch,' Raziel said.

'You allowed Linda to die in the place she loved,' Richard said softly.

Suddenly he found himself simultaneously embraced by Cat and Eve. They didn't say anything just let him hold them gaining comfort off his best friends. There were no questions on what to do next even though Harry knew they would have to speak about them.

'We should go up by Snape's Office,' Harry said. 'He'll be able to treat us.'

Harry looked around from Raziel who looked like he had been battered in the middle of a blaze. He had a black eye and a broken noise and was bruised all over from where he had been knocked over. He had obviously been caught by some of the Drakon's fire as he was severely burned. Cat too looked completely battered so Harry could guess she'd been knocked around by the Drakon. Storm seemed to breathing difficulty from where he had taken the blow from the Drakon whilst protecting Button. Harry had been clambering up Slytherin's knee at the time. Sophie seemed to have hurt his leg and was limping. Illina Prinsen's robes had blood on them whether it was the Drakon's or her own Harry didn't know. Sean Ambrose, was cradling one hand in his other.

Still Harry, Nathanael, Luna, Eve all the children of Apollo apart from Storm, the two children of Hephaestus, two of Athena's children had managed to scrape through relatively unharmed.

'Does he know?' asked Raziel sharply his voice rough with grief.

Harry nodded, 'found out after the Flying incident last year. He's sworn not to tell anyone.'

Harry picked up Button once again carrying the girl in Harry's opinion he had gotten killed. The healthy helped the injured as they made their way up to Snape's office. Nathanael gaining them access.

Severus had been in his office marking the second year Potions essays from this week. Then suddenly his office was invaded by a group of sword wielding injured children. Spotting Harry Potter Severus realised they must have fought the Drakon.

'Professor,' Harry spoke sounding older than usual and carrying what appeared to be a dead student. 'The Drakon's dead but there were injuries and…' he trailed off pain clouding his eyes so very scarily like his mother.

Severus nodded, 'okay those not injured stand back. Those injured,' here Severus conjured soft seats, 'take a seat.'

Severus started off with a third year boy who seemed to have been through the wars covered with bruises, burns and sporting a broken nose. Severus watched as Harry and a sixth year placed the two child sized bodies on two stretchers hastily conjured by Edwards.

It wasn't easy going through these quiet children who were so unlike the obnoxious brats that Severus usually loathed teaching. They all had a quiet sad acceptance about them. They knew this was liable to happen but hated it anyway.

Severus finished off the last girl off and then turned around to the assembled demigods who were standing in a respectful pose looking towards the dead students. Severus sighed having no idea what had happened.

'Can someone tell me what happened,' Severus requested.

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What will Chiron say?

What will the teachers think when they discover two missing students?

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Chapter 22: Death's Domain

The demigods lay their dead to rest

The demigods contact Chiron

McGonagall discovers she's missing two students

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