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Somehow Harry had managed to live through his first year of Wizarding School. With the unknown help of his mother he had successfully completed his mission to keep the Sorcerer's Stone safe and was soon published as a hero in all the news. Though of course his best friends were also mentioned in the article for the assistance they had given.

However Dumbledore was unimpressed with how Harry had handled the situation and had ordered an increase in his already rigorous training. Harry soon began to count down the days until the school started. While his training could continue during the school year it was mostly theory training because of the innocent people around. Harry sighed as he moved into his dorm and saw that once again his housemates had shifted everything away from him. He shook his head and began unpacking, wondering what this year would hold for him.

Apollo looked down at the first year Ravenclaw who was humming so cheerfully in front of his picture. He raised a brow at her and asked "Why are you so happy little seer?"

Luna gave a little giggle as she looked up at the Sun God "This year everything changes…" she said with hushed excitement. She gave another giggle when Harry rounded the corner. Though at the sight of the twelve year old boy's physical state the giggle died.

Harry came around the corner fixing his fake glasses, they had kept getting in the way during training so his eyes had been fixed, however Albus said that he looked more' Light' with the glasses and so had to wear fake ones during school. Harry had never understood the man's logic, but knew that he wasn't supposed to. He was only supposed to follow orders.

He had dark circles under his eyes from his patrols and late night theory sessions. His body was packed with muscle but was slender seeing as he rarely at food now a days. He walked past Luna and gave her a pleasant smile, his eyes slid over the painting but he didn't stop and continued on his way.

Luna watched the little Demi God go and shook her head "Hopefully the events will change everything soon, or the little Nargle won't make it.

Apollo heard the softly spoken words and looked after Harry, concern flickering in his eyes before he resolutely turned his back. He could not get involved. He had told himself this a thousand times. Every time the battered boy was carried past him during the summer he said it, every time he saw Harry patrolling the halls at ungodly hours he said it. He shook his head and slowly his form in the painting froze as he returned to his other world.

Zeus looked up as Apollo appeared, having just come back from the world that had taken his grandson from him. "Anything to report?" He asked wearily knowing that nothing had changed. His grandson was still being trained as a weapon of war, unaware of the truth of his family and heritage and at the current rate in which things were going he would die a young death. As expected Apollo merely shook his head before returning to his duties.

Harry was amazed once again by how fickle the people surrounding him were. He had only a few months ago been heralded as a hero, and now he was being treated as if he had brought the plague amongst them. He had talked to Dumbledore about it but the man had said that this was all for the better good, it would be better for his image if he seemed to have resisted the urge to be dark and instead had triumphed as light. Sometimes Harry wondered if Dumbledore was fighting a war or writing a novel.

As the year past Harry continued with his theory training, he excelled in all of his classes, and he slowly gathered information on the Chamber of Secrets. The Hogwarts library had a few pages of information on it, but it was all very vague and some things seemed to be more fiction than fact. Though he had a good idea that the 'Great Beast' contained in the Chamber had most likely been released and was causing all the cases of paralysis. He shut the book he had been working with for the past several hours and rubbed his temples. He would have to put an end to this soon and that meant figuring out how to open the Chamber of Secrets. Something he wasn't exactly keen on.

Apollo came back to the portrait and was met with the dreamy blue eyes of Luna Lovegood once again. "The time is coming, you had best be prepared, soon he will be where he once was and will need to be protected from fallacies." Apollo watched as she skipped off and tried to make sense of her words but failed, he pacified himself knowing that it would all become clear soon enough.

Harry hissed 'open' and watched as the stone moved the bathroom shifting and becoming the portal to the Chamber of Secrets. He had now confirmed his theory that somehow Voldemort was at work. He was the only other known Parsletongue and he was also the heir of Slytherin. Harry braced himself as he descended; knowing what was waiting there for him.

He had braced himself for the Basalisk. However the beast wasn't there alone, a little girl with bright red hair stood there with a journal and what seemed to be the spirit of Tom Riddle standing behind her. Harry drew his wand, he hoped that this time he would not disappoint Dumbledore. He didn't know if he could stand any increased training.

Apollo found himself once again racing through the portraits, Harry had gone missing and Luna had come to him to tell him that the time had come, a turning point, and that if all did not go well Harry would die. Apollo once again said to himself that his concern came from the fact that the boy was Zeus's grandson and no other reason. It didn't stop him from being relieved when he found Severus Snape and told him all he knew of the situation. He could not follow Snape as the bathrooms did not have pictures, but he closed his eyes and hoped for the best.

Harry's grip trembled as he tried to hold the sword of Gryffindor, he had almost rolled his eyes when he had 'summoned' it, and the metal burned his hands as he tried to fight off the Basilisk with it. He was a Slytherin and he wasn't surprised that the sword didn't like him. He figured that only Dumbledore would send him a weapon that would do as much harm as help. He heard footsteps coming towards them rapidly but soon found that he had no time for distraction as the Basilisk went for another strike.

Snape was stunned at the scene before him. He could see that Harry had caused some damage to the beast before him, but then the Basilisk prepared for his final strike, Harry defended himself with a sword and a loud clang was heard echoing throughout the chamber.

Harry was shaking as he held back the large venomous mouth with the sword; he had braced it against the teeth of the basilisk. However, in the movement the bracelet he had as long as he remembered had gotten caught against the sword's blade. One hand was bleeding from the force and soon he felt the blade cut through the bracelet and slice his flesh. However he didn't have long to concern himself over this development before he felt a strange sinking feeling in his stomach and the world around him began to blur.

Severus had almost given up on the future hope of the Wizarding world as he saw Harry, with all of his extensive training. Use one hand to hold the hilt of the sword and the other hand gripped the tip and held it against the Basilisk's teeth so that it could not bite him. However, this had also caused him to injure one of his hands; the hand with the bracelet that Dumbledore had said must never come off. Soon Severus understood why as he heard the bracelet clang to the floor as Harry disappeared before him.

Harry groaned as he slowly sat up, his hand was burning from the gash and his head was ringing from vertigo. He looked around and thought for sure that he must have hit his head a bit too hard in the Chamber of Secrets. It looked as though he had landed in paradise. The sun was shining brightly, there were beautiful marble statues everywhere, and people were walking around in loose clothing. He smiled realizing that he must be either dead or unconscious…which didn't seem so bad at the moment. He noticed that he was getting some strange looks and looked down realizing how he would look to these strangers, dressed his overly warm clothing that had some blood and tears in them…He began looking around for a place where he could trade for clothing. He was going to need it.

Apollo had been waiting in his portrait to find out what had happened when he felt Zeus summoning him. He of course answered and was surprised as he was physically picked up into one of Zeus's bear hugs. "WEEEEEE DID IT!" He bellowed, the King of the Gods began talking so excitedly that Apollo had no idea what he was trying to say. He turned to Hera who smiled with understanding and said softly "Hadriaus has found his way home."

"Hermes!" Zeus bellowed

"Yes?" The groovy god asked as he fluttered into appearance.

Zeus pointed a large finger at the smaller god and ordered "I want you to go to Hadriaus…you know of the foretelling, tell it to him and bring him to my temple I want him there safely understood?"

Hermes nodded and said "Done daddyo!" Before flying off to find the young Demi God.

Hercules had heard of the entire ruckus and had come to see what the cause was. He smiled softly to himself and wondered what had his father so worked up that he was casting lightning when there were no clouds. He knew that the people were not going to like that, but then again, Zeus never paid much attention to those humans unless they interested him. He came up to them and asked "What's all this about?" His father and mother turned to him their eyes alight with joy as they both said "Hadriaus has returned." Hercules felt as if the cloud he was standing on had just given out beneath his feet.

Hades hissed in displeasure, his flames high and hot as he watched the screens before him.

"Perfect! This is just great!" He said sarcastically as he banged his fists against the table.

Pain and Panic exchanged glances before Pain said "But…I thought the kid wasn't supposed to come back for a while…?" Hades turned slowly and screams could be heard echoing from the underworld as he introduced his minions to the true meaning of 'Black Humor'.

Harry shifted in the new loose white garment that had taken the place of his hot and bloody clothing. He looked around, feeling as if he knew this place and yet at the same time feeling as though it was unfamiliar. He decided that it was a waste of time to continue that train of thought, and began to wander the country, searching for a place that might be able to help him. He was on a deserted road when a strange blue man with purple sunglasses flew in front of him and stopped suddenly. The flying man looked him over for a moment before smiling and extending his hand "What's up little God?"

Hermes was relieved to find Hadriaus safe and out of Hades's clutches. "What's up little God?" he asked as he made sure that he was indeed talking to the son of Hercules. He paused, remembering that besides finding Harry he had to also tell him something…his eyes blinked happily behind the thick shades as he remembered "Hadrianus, you can rejoin your family only if you can get a god to fall in love with you." Hermes paused thinking that there was something wrong with that sentence but shrugged it off; after all, a God was a God right?"

Harry blinked up at the strange being before him, not something that happened everyday when you were a highly trained twelve year old wizard and said slowly "What?"

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