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Also, Deathly Hallows Part 1 was awesome! But my favorite parts weren't included... I really wanted to see Dudley being nice to Harry like in the book, and Harry seeing his parents murdered through Voldemort's eyes after being attacked by the snake.
So, on with the story, then!
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Harry's POV
Days searching for Percy: 5
Our Percy hunt was not very progressive.
Don't get us wrong, though, we really tried. We searched the skies, sought in the sea, hunted in the forest... And we haven't gotten any hint whatsoever. What if Percy was in danger?
Sighing, I silently sent up red sparks from the forest, notifying the others that I haven't found anything and inquiring them about their progress. A flurry of red sparks in the sky told me that they had about as much luck as I did.
I exhaled my breath heavily and shuffled back to the campsite, feeling like a Dementor was sweeping in on me. Divitio was enormous. Could Percy really be in here somewhere?
Percy's POV
Have you tried waking up in a majestic ruby room feeling like a king, in the castle of the fairest maiden in the kingdom? You really should try it sometime. You won't be disappointed.
I woke up, feeling as light as a feather. I stretched my arms groggily and stood up silently, taking up the scene around me. The bed was a soft shade of scarlet, with matching striped sheets and gigantic white pillows. The walls and carpet were fuzzy maroon, and the curtains were a violent but beautiful kind of red. Soft golden sunlight illuminated the scene, casting a golden glow on the room.
"Good morning, sir," a voice came from behind me.
It was the servant I saw yesterday, the one with blank white eyes. He nodded shortly and said, in a very dignified voice, "The Mistress would like to see you. She's down by the gardens."
I nodded gratefully and as I was about to leave the room, I suddenly remembered that I had no idea where the gardens were. And that I was still in my muddy, bloody battle clothes.
"Um," I mumbled awkwardly.
"I shall wait outside while you... er, tidy yourself," said the servant, wrinkling his pointed nose. "Take as long as you want. Then I shall lead you to the gardens, yes?"
He didn't wait for a reply. He marched out of the room and left me there, dazed.
Slowly, I turned around and walked up into the bathroom, which was almost as majestic looking as the bedroom itself. There was an ivory white bathtub with soft scarlet curtains, a gleaming silver assortment of taps, and a gigantic, three-sided mirror beside a huge table of bottles and bowls full of perfume.
Grinning contentedly, I filled the bathtub with warm silvery water and added a bowl of creamy maroon liquid into it. It immediately started bubbling up and filling the room with a springtime scent.
After a few minutes of lying in the warm water, feeling my skin shrivel up, I began to think deeply into my situation. Why did Fierra let me stay? It was weird, she only met me yesterday, she didn't know anything about me, she seemed to be... hunting for information from me...
Rising from the bath, I decided to confront her about it as soon as I was ready.
Harry's POV
Days searching for Percy: 7
A spark of red zipped into the sky from somewhere far to the left. More sparks zoomed into the sky, and I was about to send my own sparks up when I spotted something gleaming in the distance.
It was floating in mid-air... A small, shadowy red orb. Curious, I decided to check it out, gently prodding it with my hand. It became larger with every touch, and I felt a brilliant surge of power come from it.
I sent up blue sparks with my power, signaling the others that I've seen something strange. I heard rustles from all around me, people trying to get to me.
"Harry!"
"You've found Percy?"
"Oh my-"
Hermione, Ron, Annabeth, Grover, Neville, Luna, Ginny, Ellie and Delian all stopped in their tracks, gaping at the steadily growing red orb floating in front of us. I still felt power pulse from it, almost as if it was beckoning to me...
"What is it?" Luna breathed.
I opened my mouth to answer, but closed it, realizing that I had no idea what it was. I gently prodded it again with my finger, and it swelled to a giant mass of red, as if... as if it was...
"A portal?" Neville murmured.
Hermione squeaked with excitement. "Oh, this is incredible, a wormhole, it could take us to one of the different dimensions, maybe even a subdimension like Divitio, oh, this is such a great learning experince, imagine all the knowledge we could gain, and-"
"Should we...?" Grover was positively trembling. He took an unsure step towards the hole and gestured towards it.
Annabeth nodded with pure determination in her eyes. "Percy could be in there."
We all nodded fiercely, and slowly walked up to the portal, ready to jump in...
But we didn't need to. The portal seemed to sense our presence, and it grew and extended towards us, encasing us in a bloodred veil and swallowed us whole.
Percy's POV
I was nervous. And I seemed to have forgotten everything.
I was following the servant into the garden, dressed in billowing red robes that looked highly expensive. Rubies were gleaming like built-in brooches on my chest, and there was a golden lining near the hems of my cloak. In short, I looked like a king. Without a crown, that is.
We strode out into a sunlit meadow full of blooming roses and other beautiful plants. Fierra was sitting by an immense bush of red flowers, looking perfect. Her dark, wavy hair fell to her elbows, framing her heart-shaped face. Her almond eyes glinted in the sunlight, her plump red lips were slightly parted. She was wearing a soft scarlet gown with gold hemmings and ruby brooches like my robes.
"Slept well, Percy?" She hummed, smiling softly.
"Yes," I said, trying to sound defiant, "Now, Fierra, um, there are a few matters I'd like to ask about..."
"So then ask," Fierra said, waving her hands as if nothing was wrong and confusing. "But first, have a drink."
She held out a goblet of deep purplish liquid that smelled like the garden we were in. I hesitated, taking the goblet and looking at it uncertainly.
"I haven't poisoned it, you know," she giggled, gesturing for me to take a sip.
"First things first," I stated. "Why did you take me in? I mean, you know nothing about me. And you don't seem to be the type of person who would let strangers stay in... in... this castle."
Fierra sighed deeply and said, "Well, Percy, if you must know... I was getting a bit lonely without my father. And when I saw you... You were a wreck. I figured taking you in could do some good for both of us. Stay as long as you want. Now, drink."
I considered her answer carefully. It seemed to make sense. I took a deep swig from my goblet and immediately felt an odd sense of calmness in me.
"Tell me more about yourself and your recent... achievement," Fierra hissed.
"I am Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon. I was forced to train hard and master new moves to be able to defeat the evil one, Fuego. But Fuego merely wanted someone to take over his role as evil one once he died. In a flurry of events, my friend, Harry, was forced to take his place. But Harry sacrificed himself to save everything. I ran away after the battle, confused and hurt. I wanted to get away from the pandemonium. I met you."
The words flew easily out of my mouth, there was no stopping them. I don't know why, but I just talked, even about information I wasn't supposed to share. I couldn't control myself. I didn't feel like it was a bad thing, but I knew it was.
Fierra's face contorted into a smile.
"And you're sure that Harry is dead?" she breathed, looking at me with a gleeful intensity in her gaze.
"Yes. There was no way he could have survived."
I suddenly felt alarmed. Why the Hades was I saying this to her? This wasn't the kind of thing you just sputtered on about. I suddenly felt like I had to stop it. But...
"Drink," Fierra ordered.
I lifted the goblet to my mouth and emptied the contents into my mouth. My mind was screaming at me, I wasn't supposed to be drinking this, why was I -
The odd calmness settled in me once again. My emotions were perfectly fine, but my mind was trying as hard as it could to wake me up. I was having another internal battle, two voices in my head seemed to be screaming...
"Deliantex and Elypsa," Fierra said, her voice much stronger now, rather than the delicate sound it used to be. "What are they up to, after the war?"
"I'm not sure," I said calmly, though my mind was in pandemonium. "I left right after Harry had been killed. I couldn't take it, you see, but they're probably looking for me."
Fierra nodded with satisfaction. "Perfect," she said. "They should be able to find my little dimensional rip... Yes, father was absolutely right about this..."
She was in deep thought, but she slid in and out of my focus. I was getting very tired and suddenly wanted to go back to bed, even if I just woke up.
"Right," she said, her voice back to the soft song it used to be. "Thank you, Percy. I have no need of you for today. You may sleep."
And with that, I suddenly found myself in my red room, slumping off into a deep sleep.
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I'm seriously just making this stuff up as I go.
Reviews are welcome, and so are pies. Tell me if you think there should be more Ron, Hermione, Annabeth and Grover in it. I personally think not... um, mainly because I find writing scenes with more than five people in it extremely difficult. So many people who all need to talk, and I won't be able to center around on what's on with Percy, so yeah.
The next chapter will be longer.