Title: The Son of Zeus 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 6: Fighting a Lion
Harry's POV
The vision bothered me more than anything. Draco had been right about everything that he said and I was sure that even Sirius would agree with him. Everyone was talking about the coming of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, but I really wasn't interested. I also had Granger to worry about. I was doing much better in my classes since Athena had blessed me with brains. Not that I didn't have them, but she gave me courage to be myself.
And I'm doing better in Potions and other classes. Outdoing even Hermione! Of course Granger had to make a real stink about it.
"He's cheating," she said, "Potter can't be that good at anything that doesn't revolve around him and his stupid fame."
"Oh shut up," I said, "The hat said that I didn't have a bad mind."
"The hat is a piece of fabric that doesn't know anything," she snarled. "You're cheating and I'm going to find out how."
"Yeah, let me know how that goes," I taunted and she looked as though she was about to kill me.
Wouldn't be the last one who wanted me dead!
I was busy working on my Transfiguration when the said subject teacher walked into the library. Granger wasn't around, so I didn't have to worry about her bothering me. But what was he doing? I took out a hat that my mother had given me for my late birthday and I became invisible.
"Let's see what Potter has been up to," he hissed. "Oh, yes, Kronos will be most pleased if I can get rid of him."
Damn, my grandfather had to be mentioned.
I watched as he moved around to where I had been and started looking through my things. Suddenly he turned and sniffed.
"I can smell you twice-blessed," he hissed and then changed into a lion.
He came at me, but, because I was invisible, he didn't know exactly where I was. I knew that my sword would be useless as this was the Neman lion. I jumped on its back and wrapped my arms around it. It growled and thrashed but it couldn't get me off of him. I grabbed one of its claws and racked it over its neck. Blood poured from the wound, all over Madam Pince's books. Damn, I hope the blood vanishes when it does.
The lion fell on the floor, dead, and then vanished. Leaving only the pelt behind. It changed into a pair of Hogwarts robes, complete with house, and I got up. I sat down and saw, thankfully, that the blood had also vanished as well. I was out of breath, sweating, and not in the mood to do Transfiguration. After I had gotten my wind back, I packed up my books, and headed back to the tower.
"Harry, there you are," Neville said, running towards me.
"What's wrong?" I asked, seeing his worried expression.
"Granger and Weasley are at it again," he said. "Granger is trying to convince Professor McGonagall to remove you for the tower."
"Great," I muttered. "I don't need this."
"I know that you don't, but that's what's going on," he said.
"I'm going to talk to Severus," I said. "If anyone can stop this foolishness, it's him."
Neville nodded and I turned around and headed down to the dungeons.
I found him closing his door to his office. He turned when I approached and then locked the door.
"What can I do for you?" he asked.
"Granger and Weasley, no not the twins, are trying to convince the Headmistress to have me removed from the tower," I told him.
"Great," he muttered. "I suspected that they might try this. I've told Minerva to not give in if she truly wants to say that she was the Potter's friend."
"Do you think that she will listen to them?" I asked him.
"I doubt that, but you never know," he said. "I'll have a word with Minerva tonight."
"Thanks," I said and I left him toward his office.
The Gryffindor's were all glaring at me when I entered the common room. Well not all of them. Neville was giving me a worried look. I ignored them and headed for my dorm, wanting to be as far away from the other 'idiots' as I could be. I had no idea that my life was going to get a whole lot more complicated.
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McGonagall's POV
"What do you mean that you can't kick him out of Gryffindor Tower," Granger said when I told her that it was against Hogwarts rules to remove a student from their house. "He kills people."
"Yeah, look at what he did to his parents," Weasley remarked.
"Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley, the rules are clear. Mr. Potter can't be removed from his house. The Sorting Hat placed him in Gryffindor and no other house."
"Actually, I wanted to place him in Slytherin," the hat said.
"See, he tricked the hat to place him in Gryffindor," Weasley said.
"He most certainly did not trick me," the hat said. "He insisted on not being in Slytherin."
"So it of his own choice," I said and the hat nodded. "I don't see any reason to remove him."
"But-."
"This conversation is over," I told them, "Now head back to your tower!"
They glared at me, but left.
"I feel bad for Mr. Potter," the hat said. "He would have done well, in Slytherin."
"He would have become a dark wizard," I told the hat. "No one that's good is in Slytherin."
"Oh don't be so sure about that," the hat told me. "I can think of one person that is very good and was in Slytherin."
"I highly doubt that," I said and I went back to my paperwork.
The idea that Potter had almost ended up in Slytherin had shaken me. Personally if there was a chance to place him in Slytherin, then I would do just that. All I needed to do was to find a rule that would enable me to have him removed and placed in the house that the hat intended for me to be in. That would make Granger and Weasley happy. And I would do anything to make my favorite student happy.
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A/N: We all know that this isn't going to be good for Harry.
