Title: Hermione and Harry's Third Year
Rating: T
Summary: Hermione, daughter of Hecate, and Harry, son of Hades come back for their third year. They must protect themselves from Sirius Black, who wants Harry dead, a Harry Potter/Percy Jackson Crossover and sequel to Hermione, Daughter of Hecate.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of Rowling or Riordan's characters and I'm not making any money.
Chapter 13: Getting Rid Of The Locket
"So what business do you have for us, Albus?" one of the governors asked the Headmaster.
"Yes, Mr. Potter has brought it to my attention that he believes that Muggleborns and half-bloods that have not been raised in the Wizarding world should attend a school that will allow them to integrate into Wizarding society. I thought the idea was perfect and so I told him that I would come to you and pitch the idea."
"And why do you think that we want Mudbloods to know our ways," a witch asked.
"Because it would get rid of that word," Dumbledore said. "Think about it. Muggleborn and Half-bloods knowing our ways, our customs, everything. They could get tutored in magic and it would make their education a lot easier."
"I agree that it sounds like a good idea, but who would finance this endeavor?" one of the wizards asked.
"Mr. Potter has agreed to pay for the building of the school and I would help to find the teachers," Dumbledore told him.
Oh well Harry hadn't actually agreed with help finding the teachers, but I wasn't about to tell them that.
"I think it's a great idea," said another witch. "Teaching Muggleborns about our world should help with the racism."
"Well I don't agree," said the protesting witch. "Mudbloods have no business-."
"We know how you feel about them," said the wizard. "Who's in favor of this?"
Seven governors raised their hands, and I knew that I had them.
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"Okay, so let's head out and destroy this locket," Severus told Harry.
"Do we have any idea where it's at?" Harry asked.
"I figure Black's house," Severus said. "The energy feels strong there."
"Let's hope that Black is not there," Harry said. "I'm not about to be hexed while trying to destroy Tom Riddle's Horcrux."
"I'll agree with you on that."
They shadow traveled to the Black House and found that Black was there. That meant that they would have to stay in the shadows until he left. For the next couple of hours Harry had to watch as this man ate, drank, talked to some shady people, and most importantly ranted about how much of a freak that Harry was.
"I'm going to find Potter and kill him," Sirius told the figure.
"Just make sure that you do it," the figure said. "We can't allow Potter to keep us from doing what we have to do."
Harry felt his anger boiling, but thankfully he held it back.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure that Potter doesn't stop what we're about to do."
"Good!"
And the figure vanished.
"Damn, I'm out of milk," Sirius said and he grabbed something and left the house.
"Finally, that damn man is gone," Severus said, "Lets get this done before Sirius comes back."
"And while we're at it, I want to put something in this house that will cause it to explode. Sirius Black is so going to die."
Severus nodded and Harry muttered something in Ancient Greek. The fireplace turned blue and then returned to normal.
"When he sits down the whole thing will explode," Harry told him.
"Then let's get this locket and get out of here."
"Right," Harry said and they went looking for it.
The dumb thing was on the mantle, the feel of Tom Riddle's soul was coming off of it. Harry grabbed it and they both shadowed out of there and back to Hogwarts. They now had the locket and now all they had to do was destroy it.
"So where are we taking this thing?" Harry asked Severus.
"Down into a room that Salazar used," Severus told him.
"Great, and lets hope that this locket doesn't have a nasty surprise."
"I have a funny feeling that it will," Severus told him.
"Great, really, great," Harry said.
When they arrived in the room, which was larger than the Quidditch Pitch. It had black walls that were dotted with writing that Harry couldn't understand, a red floor and ceiling. Severus closed the door and then marched over and placed the locket on the floor.
"Stand back," Severus said and he chanted the spell that would activate the floor.
A large pentacle appeared, the locket in the middle. Making the sword appear he brought it down and the locket exploded. There was a huge amount of screaming, Tom's face appearing. It was then sucked into the Underworld and silence fell.
"His face didn't appear before," Harry said.
"That's strange," Severus muttered. "I guess we weren't paying attention."
"I guess not," Harry said. "Gods, I'm glad that's over."
"Me too," Severus said. "Come on, let's get out of here. This place gives me the creeps."
Harry shuttered, even though he was use to the Underworld, this place felt far more dangerous then the Underworld could ever be. He was glad when the door was closed. The next day Harry got a letter from the governors. He opened it and read so that Hermione and Neville could hear.
Dear Mr. Potter,
We have agreed to your request to have a school opened so that children from muggle families and half-bloods that haven't been told about the Wizarding world can come and learn. We do hope that this will improve the children involved and the hate that some in the Wizarding World has for Muggleborns and half-bloods will end.
"It's signed by them all," Neville said, shocked. "And what's this idea that you have?"
"I wanted a place that children could go to so that they could understand our world," Harry told him. "I think by having them around wizards and magic then the weapon that Tom Riddle uses will no longer be around."
"Sounds like a good idea," Neville said.
"Thanks," Harry said and he put the letter away.
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A/N: The next chapter will be the final one. I'm so happy for all the comments that I've gotten and I look forward to continuing this story with the final part of this trilogy.