"Half Blood Harry Potter"
By Loki Palmer
Author's Note: Harry Potter and all related characters belong to J.K. Rowling. Percy Jackson and all related demigods belong to Rick Riordan.
Now for a few review answers before I continue …
R3B3CC4: I expect you're excited, so there's no need for an apology there.
Finwitch1: Hmm … knowing Ron, he'll probably have a total hissy fit, Dumbledore will need some new underpants, and as to your questions about the soul pieces … I assume the Diary soul piece is somewhere in the Underworld … as for the other one behind Harry's scar, well, wait and see. As for your request that this not be like the "stupid" Lightning Thief movie, I make no guarantees that it will be the same. As good as the first movie was (let's agree to disagree on this), it did omit Percy's fight with Ares in the book. The way Riordan wrote Ares was awesome … sounded a bit like Clint Eastwood, I think …
Chapter 2
The first stop was at a place by the name of Aunty Em's Garden Emporium.
"What a quaint name," said Hermione. "It sounds like someone out in the country, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, Hermione, but let's face it -" said Grover.
"– We ain't in Kansas anymore," said Harry.
They high fived each other while Annabeth and Hermione rolled their eyes.
Percy grinned at them as he pulled out the map. "While I understand the reference, I don't think this is Kansas. According to the map, this looks like Pennsylvania."
Annabeth nodded. "I think Percy is right. This looks like the Amish country part of Pennsylvania."
Grover released a wistful sigh. "Ah, the Amish are a simpler people that don't care for modern technology. Some people may think of them as old fashioned, but modern day mortals could learn so much from them."
They entered the building. Within its atrium, they saw an icebox.
"Hey, what do you know?" said Percy. "Maybe we can get some sodas while we're here."
Everyone let out a scream of shock when they saw what was within the icebox – rats!
"Oh, those rats are huge and nasty," said Grover. "They must have emigrated out here from New York City. The Health Department needs to flunk this place and shut it down."
"I have never been a big fan of rats," said Harry. "Towards the end of my third year at Hogwarts, I found out a rat Animagus – a wizard who can transform into an animal – was behind the betrayal of my parents to Voldemort."
"You do know the term rat means a traitor as well, right, Harry?" said Percy. "An additional meaning of the word rat is to betray, as in ratting someone out."
Harry smirked. "Why am I not surprised?"
They stopped at a fountain further within. "Look," said Annabeth as she reached in and pulled out some gold coins. "Gold drachmas – we're on the right trail."
Past the fountain, they entered a larger space.
"Where would we find the first pearl around here?" said Percy.
"I don't know," said Harry. "It looks like we have to split up. Something feels off about this place, so be careful."
"You be careful as well, Bolt Head," said Annabeth. "Come along, Hermione."
Harry, Percy, and Grover took one direction, while Annabeth and Hermione took the other.
~HALF BLOOD HARRY POTTER~
"Isn't it funny that there should be so many statues?" said Grover. "Oh, look at this – it's a likeness of my uncle Ferdinand … same mole and everything … but it can't be Ferdinand, because he was killed by M- … oh, Styx!"
While looking at the statues, Harry had been mulling over in his mind about the name of the place. Aunty Em … M … M … M … There were no mirrors in the hands of any statues, so it could not be a Basilisk … M … M … M … there must be a monster besides the Basilisk capable of Petrifying people, and its name started with M … then, looking at Grover's pale face, realization hit him.
"Medusa!" he said, and sped off with Grover and Percy at his heels.
~HALF BLOOD HARRY POTTER~
Annabeth and Hermione came across a distraught old woman. "Help me! We have to get out of here!"
They ran, but skidded to a halt as they saw a woman with a black turban around her hair and shades on her eyes.
"Well, isn't this a surprise," she said. "It has been a long time since I last had any demigods around … and who else should it be but two daughters of Athena? Once upon a time, I was beautiful … but your Mother, out of jealousy, turned me …"
"Don't look!" Annabeth and Hermione shut their eyes.
"… into THIS!" Medusa revealed her hair of snakes and took off her shades. The horrific sight turned the old lady into a stone statue.
"OY, SNAKE HEAD!" said Harry.
"BACK AWAY FROM THEM AND COME FIND US!" said Percy.
"What do you know? Other demigods are here as well? How fun …" Medusa said as she slipped away.
"There you two are!" said Grover. He used his crutches to bust the statue's hands that had been holding them.
"Thanks, Grover."
"No problem, ladies."
~HALF BLOOD HARRY POTTER~
Medusa sniffed the air as she neared her prey. "Ah … a son of Poseidon … you do know I dated your Daddy …"
She tipped over some statues, hopeful to trap one of them, but no such luck.
"Wow, if she reacts like that to you, Percy, how will she react when she finds out who my Father is?"
Medusa let out a growl. "Son of Zeus, come here so I can claim you as my next victim!"
Percy looked at Harry. "You were saying?"
"Okay, she likes your Dad and hates mine. What are the odds?"
"Well, it's unthinkable that she would take us out dating – we would end up stiff."
"She would stiff us on the bill, or leave us with a stiffy?"
Percy glared at him, though his grin ruined the effect. "Put a sock in it, Bolt Head."
"Hey, if I didn't have a sense of humor, I would have died many times over!"
"That's fine, but I don't know if this is the time for jokes. We need a plan … her reflection is safe, if my memory is accurate."
Harry nodded. "That's one advantage fighting her versus the Basilisk."
Remembering the Basilisk stirred his anger, and the lights began to flicker as a thunderous growl grew out of him.
"I've got it. I'll provide some cover, and when the time is right, you chop her head off. Keep your head down for now, but keep moving!"
The lights flickered off, and Harry could feel their electricity move through him. He fired a number of lightning bolts in Medusa's direction, creating a thick cloud of dust from the statues he demolished.
"Ha! You missed, son of Zeus!"
Harry smirked from behind his shield. "That was the plan!"
"Plan? What plan?"
Those were her last words, as Percy came from behind her and swept Riptide through her neck.
Annabeth and Hermione came back. "Not bad for a bad aim," said Annabeth.
Harry's eyes sparked with danger. "You want a good aim? I can give you a good aim …"
"What Annabeth means to say is, 'an intentional bad aim,' " said Hermione. "Isn't that right?"
"Oh, yes, of course that is what I meant to say! Let's take the head … we never know when it might come in handy."
Percy grabbed the first Pearl off of Medusa's wrist and tossed the head to Grover, who wrapped it up in his hoodie, feeling squeamish all the while.
They found an old truck nearby, started it up, and drove off with Harry and Hermione in the cab.
"Where next, Percy?" said Harry.
Percy pulled out the map and looked at it. "Our next stop is the Parthenon in Nashville, Tennessee."
Grover rolled his eyes. "Home of my least favorite music … country …"
Hermione hummed "Rawhide" and Harry, in a country accent, said, "Yippee-yo-ki-yay, git along, little doggies! YEEHAW!"
Author's Note: Another fun chapter. Read and review!
Smiles and laughter,
Loki Palmer