Title: The Son of Zeus and Hera and the Triwizard Tournament

Rating: T

Summary: Harry Potter, son of Zeus and Hera, heads back for his fourth year at Hogwarts. Betrayed by people that he thought was his friends, but gaining new friends, he finds himself in the Triwizard Tournament. It will take everything that he has, and his new friends, to win and to make Tom Riddle fear him. Sequel to Harry in a Whole New World and a crossover with Percy Jackson, with Weasley and Granger bashing!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Rowling or Riordan's characters and I'm making nothing from this.

Chapter 5: Visions

Harry's POV

I knew that I wouldn't hear the last of what happened outside Defense and I really didn't care. Weasley was getting beyond stupid and I had to cast a charm around my bed to keep the Weasley twins from trying any form of revenge. They might make fun of their brother but they loved him. I really wish that I could go on some kind of quest so that I could get away from this place for a couple of days. The next morning I was called into McGonagall's office.

The password was Cattery.

"Well look who we have here," Shacklebolt said, "The troublemaker."

I was so tempted to hit him, but decided against it.

"Sit down, Mr. Potter," she said and I did, "Mr. Potter, I would have never thought that you would have attacked your own house. The Gryffindor's told me that you hit him for no reason."

"Yeah, I did have a good reason," I said, "Weasley is a git!"

"Your friends," she said.

"Oh really," I snarled, "Tell me something, have you noticed that they, Weasley and Granger, hate my guts. They blame me for everything and decided that, since I killed people, that they didn't want to be my friends. Excuse me, but I thought that friends don't betray another. Of course I guess my family is known to being betrayed."

"Don't take that tone with me," she said. "I'm not Dumbledore!"

"Don't mention his name," I said, "He tried to get me killed."

"Nonsense," she said. "Mr. Potter, I would advise that you patch up your friendship with Weasley and Granger before I have to do something that I didn't do with your father."

"And what's that?" I asked.

"Send you to 'The Cottage.'" She answered. "I hate doing it, but if you don't heal the rift between you and the others, then I will have no choice. I don't believe for one second that Weasley did anything wrong. Get over yourself, Potter, and get the golden trio back."

"Fine," I said and then I walked across the office and opened the door. I turned, "Better yet, you go to damn Tartarus."

And I slammed the door in her shocked face.

"Having a bad day, Harry?" Snape said when I burst out from behind the Gargoyle.

"She wants me to heal the rift between me and the dumb two," I said, "Get over yourself, Potter, and get the golden trio back. Yeah, she can stuff it somewhere."

"Now you know what I went through," Snape said.

"I swear she's so blind that she can't even see her own nose," I said. "Sorry about her treating you like crap."

"It's not your fault," he said, "But I'll take what I can get."

I nodded and then I said, "She said that if I don't do what she tells me that I'm going to the Cottage."

"That's a real threat," Snape told me.

"What exactly is 'The Cottage?'" I asked him.

"It was where I went after I accidently called Lily a Mudblood," he said, shuttering. "Dumbledore thought that if I was away from my Slytherin friends that I would become a better student. I ended up doing dark magic there and worrying about my shattered friendship. I wasn't allowed to eat in the Great Hall or go to classes. Someone had to come and tutor me in lessons, which was totally degrading. It was only after I met Sirius and Remus at camp, did we develop some sort of friendship, which we had to keep hidden from James."

"Well I don't care if I go there," I said, "I'm not patching things up with Weasley and Granger."

"You know it's only going to get worst," Snape warned.

"Yeah, I know," I said.

And it did. Weasley refused to patch things up and told Kingsley that I was killing people and the first people that I killed was my parents. Neville thought the whole thing was just stupid.

"You can't make someone patch things up if they don't want to," he said.

"I know," I said, "But Weasley is just too stupid to think that he was in the wrong."

I continued to use the unused charms classroom for all my homework and ignore the glares coming from my former friends. I did spent time with the demigods, practicing with a regular sword because it was safer. We usually practiced on the weekends, since Quidditch practice had been canceled due to the Triwizard Tournament. I was getting better at wrestling, which made Neville happy. Draco looked as though he had been beaten up.

When Snape called time we all left, heading to clean up.

"What do you think this Tournament is going to be like?" Neville asked after we had done showering.

"I don't know, but I'm afraid to find out," I told him, "Anything that can get you killed isn't my idea of fun."

"Seamus told me that there's going to be an age line."

"Good, then older students can get killed," I said.

"You're not really that excited."

"Neville, after being down in the Underworld or almost watching your friends get killed by killer waterbeds, all the excitement of life have been used up," I told him, "Let everyone else be excited for me."

"You have a point," he said.

"Yep," I said. "I'm going to bed. Draco and Snape have a way of tiring me out."

Neville nodded and I headed up to my dorm to get some sleep, though I made sure that I put the charm around my bed. I was out before my head hit the pillow. And that's when things got strange, even for me. I was standing in the Great Hall, a huge goblet before me. I heard the sound of laughter and then, "HARRY POTTER!"

"He's a cheater," someone said.

"He's too young," another voice said.

I covered my ears and then I saw Granger and Weasley, both grinning as though I have proven them right about something.

"Told you that he gets people killed!"

"He should have died with his parents," said Granger.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed and bolted awake, the smell of ozone in the air.

"Harry!" Seamus said, running in with Neville. "What the-."

"Had a nightmare," I told them.

"Looks like lightning struck this place," he said.

"Harry, are you alright?" Neville asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I lied.

He nodded and both boys left. What did the vision mean? Did it mean that he would be force to play? Gods, he hoped not. The next morning it had rained and a rainbow was over the school. I decided to IM Remus, hoping that Iris would take calls. I took out a golden drachma and said, "Iris, Goddess of the Rainbow, accept my offering." I threw it in and then, "Remus Lupin." I waited and then Remus face appeared.

"Harry, what's wrong?" he asked.

"I had a vision, Remus," I told him and then explained about it. "I don't know what to do?"

"If your name is put in, and it comes out, then this is fate," Remus said, "Look, I know that you don't want to play and with Ron and Hermione thinking that you kill people, just by knowing them, I'm going to say that this is going to be on bad term. But you're the son of Zeus and Hera and, like with your godly siblings, you must assign yourself to Fate. Why don't you talk to Hades. Your Uncle knows all about getting the bad end of a short straw."

"I will and thanks," I said.

"No problem," Remus said, "And let me know what's happening."

I told him that I would and then the connection was cut.

"I had a vision, guys," I told Neville, Luna, and Draco. "And it's a bad one."

"Dear gods, does this involve another trip to the Underworld?" Draco asked me.

"No," I said, "It seems that the Fates are telling me that my name is going to be drawn."

"But they can't allow you to play," Neville said.

"I know," I told him, "And Ron and Hermione are going to get worst."

"Great, like we didn't see this coming," Draco said. "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to have a talk with Uncle Hades," I said, "Remus said that he knows all about being on the short end of the straw. Maybe he can give me some advice."

"Sounds like a good idea," Luna said.

"You're going to go down to the Underworld," Draco said, shocked, "And talk with Hades."

"Yeah," I said.

"Good luck what that," Draco said, "Though you might want to end up talking to his wife. She has some good old fashion advice."

"He went to her about his mortal parent," Luna told him.

"Did it help?" I asked him.

"Yeah, it did," Draco answered.

"Then I'll do that," I said and I went to get ready.

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A/N: This chapter might be a bit confusing but it will clear up in the next couple of chapters. Also, I know that Minerva said that Harry could have Helga's quarters and then she mentioned the Cottage as a place where she would send him. Don't worry, he'll end up in Helga's quarters.