So here goes chapter 2! I know it's not nearly as long as the first one but it is what it is. Thank you for the reviews guys it's means a lot that you took the time to and hopefully will be enough motivation for me to keep writing. Anyway, on to Chapter 2!


No Ones POV

Harry sat in a comfy chair in the Gryffindor common room, watching the rain steadily pound against a window and deep in though as Ron and Hermione argued over something insignificant. He'd been teaching Dumbledore's army for a few months now but what he was teaching them didn't seem to be nearly enough.

How could he prepare them for what was out there?

That was the problem, he realized. He couldn't. There were so many things out there unknown to Harry that he couldn't teach them. The way they looked at him was unnerving, almost as though they expected him to know everything when it came to defense against the dark arts and expected to be prepared for everything. Harry didn't see how he could let them down, he had to find a way to teach them everything they needed to know.

"Harry, I can see what you're thinking," Hermione said startling Harry from his thoughts. "Don't worry yourself so much, what you're doing is great, everyone you've helped has that much more of a chance of survival, you're doing all that you can Harry."

" Yeah mate, you're doing a great job, everyone thinks so," Ron agreed.

" It's just- I can't help but feel I'm letting you guys down. There are only so many things I've had the displeasure of dealing with, what about all the things I can't help with, the way everybody looks at me, like I hold all the answers, what then?" Harry said distraught. Ron and Hermione looked at him with pity, having no idea what was going through Harry's head, no idea what it felt like to hold the weight of the world on their shoulders. Harry's mind drifted to his encounter with Percy and Annabeth over the summer. What had they seen in their two wars? Wouldn't they be prepared for the worst?

"That's it!" Harry exclaimed. "Percy and Annabeth!" Harry ran up the stairs, taking 2 at a time, towards the boys dormitory. Ron and Hermione looked after him in confusion.

"Has he lost it?" Ron asked.

" I don't think so," Hermione replied. " But it would seem there's something he's not telling us."

Harry hurried down the stairs, clutching the two letters in his hands. He figured he better explain to his best friends what was going on.

"You guys remember what happened with the dementors over the summer , right?" Harry inquired.

"It's not something easily forgotten Harry," Hermione responded, looking even more confused than she was to begin with. What did last summer have to do with Dumbledore's Army?

"Right. Well before they attacked me I was talking with these two teenagers, which mind you it's very unusual for anyone in Little Whinging to pay any attention to me," Harry explained.

"Anyway, we got to talking. Their names are Percy and Annabeth,they were vacationing from New York seemed really nice," he continued. " When we were walking back, me to the Dursley's and them to their hotel, we ran into Dudley,"

"Well that couldn't have been good," Ron interjected.

" You got that right," Harry said. " Dudley insulted Annabeth so Percy took him down. With one punch, it was amazing! But before Dudley could completely recover the Dementors attacked. Percy took out a sword made out of what looked like glowing bronze-"

"I've never heard of glowing bronze Harry," Hermione interrupted. "I don't think it's possible for it to."

"Well it did," Harry said with a pointed glare. " And Annabeth took out a dagger that appeared to be made out of some kind of bone. I got rid of one dementor with a patronus, but when I turned around to help with the other one all that was left was a golden dust that coated the ground and their weapons."

"Annabeth asked if I was a wizard, seeing as she saw me cast a spell. But when I asked them what they were they said they were something I've never heard of. Before I could ask them what they meant, Mrs. Figg was coming so they left before they were seen, but not before giving me an envelope with a blank piece of paper in it. They said when I needed help all I had to do was write them the letter and it would appear to them."

"When I got back to the Dursley's I found this," Harry pointed to the other letter. " In my pocket along with the blank one." He handed it to Hermione who scanned over it.

"Two wars?" Hermione asked incredulously.

"What?" Ron said, looking rather confused. Hermione silently handed him the letter for him to read.

"So you think now is the time to ask them for help?" Hermione inquired.

"Yes," Harry answered. " Two wars? Think about what they've been through, how they can help. Hermione, They and help me train Dumbledore's Army!"

"Hmm," Hermione mused. " You're right, they probably could be helpful, but Harry, how do you know we can trust them?"

"Because I know them. I can see it when I looked into their eyes. It was the same thing I see everyday in the mirror. They've been through a lot, even more than me, and they understand me and I them."

"Okay," she relented. " Out of curiosity Harry, what did they say they were?"

"Demigods."


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