"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 (with the exception of Loki) belong to Rick Riordan.

I would like to thank everyone for their wishes of a Happy Birthday – it went well, thank you very much. Happy birthday to all those who have nearby birthdays … birthdays are always special occasions for me! [grin]

WhiteElfElder: Unlike the original story as told by J.K. Rowling, THIS Professor Moody is the real deal. For an explanation why, see Chapter 24 …

My apologies for taking such a long time to update.

Chapter 31

Voldemort put his fingers together in the form of a steeple. "Now that we have struck at Potter's confidence, Luke, it is time we continue with our next surprise. Yes, Loki has cost me many a faithful servant, but I can find another to help us. We need all the allies we can muster, am I right?"

"A fair idea, My Lord," said Luke. "Who is this ally?"

"Well, Luke, thanks to your accomplishment of tricking the Goblet of Fire to accept our three enemies as competitors in this deadly competition, I sense a friendship will crash and burn. I mean to recruit this jealous ex-friend of Potter's to our side. His name is Ronald Weasley … with him, if he plays his part aright, we will strike at Potter's heart!"

~HALF BLOOD HARRY POTTER~

Ronald Weasley's voice interrupted the Gryffindor party like a record scratch as he said, "So, Harry, mate – how did you do it?"

"How did I do what?"

"How did you put your name into the Goblet of Fire?"

"Did you not pay any attention, Ron?" said Neville. "He told his Father he wanted nothing to do with the Triwizard Tournament!"

"So? He's the Boy Who Pulled off the Impossible!"

Harry rolled his eyes. "Gods, that nickname sounds worse than the Boy Who Lived."

"The Thunderer can smell a lie coming from a mile away, Ron," said Hermione. "There was no way Harry could have lied to Him."

"Oh, yes – why don't we ask Hermione – Hogwarts' answer to a question nobody asked!"

Everyone near Ron backed away from him, for insulting Hermione was a surefire way to arouse the thunderstorm that was Harry's temper.

Harry held onto Hermione with one of his arms. With the other, he held up the sword of Godric Gryffindor and sent electricity crackling through it. "Speaking of questions, there is one you can answer for me, Ron."

"Yeah? What would that question be?"

"How many lightning bolts does it take to fry a Weasel?"

"Harry, you wouldn't hurt me, would you?"

"Would you care to place a bet on that, Ron?"

"Harry, come on, mate, I'm your best –"

ZAP! The lightning bolt struck near to Ron as the smell of ozone permeated the air.

"HOW DARE YOU?! YOU CAN'T BE MY BEST FRIEND, YOU ENVIOUS, LAZY, TROLL-BRAINED, GLUTTONOUS WASTE OF CRANIAL GRAY MATTER! I THINK MY DAD'S GUESS WAS RIGHT – PERHAPS A DONKEY KICKED YOU IN THE HEAD SOME TIME AGO AND CAUSED YOU TO LOSE A MASSIVE NUMBER OF NEURONS, BUT EVEN SO, WHY IN OLYMPUS DO YOU THINK THAT WOULD EXCUSE YOUR EPIC LEVEL OF STUPIDITY?!"

Harry's face broke into a grin, but his eyes glowing an Avada Kedavra green made a picture that would make the bravest mortals scream for Mommy. "What's the matter, Ron? Crookshanks got your tongue? Aw, speak of the kitty ..."

"Meow?" Crookshanks looked up at everyone as if to say, "What? Do I look like I have his tongue?"

"Now, Ron, for the sake of the friendship we had once upon a time – I emphasize the past tense here – I will give you to the count of ten to get your no good carcass out of my face before I suggest to Loki that he attempt some plastic surgery to reconstruct your face for your open-casket funeral, because your Mama wouldn't recognize your ugly mug otherwise after I'm done."

For once in his lifetime, Ron took the smart route and bolted out of Gryffindor Tower before Harry could count.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief as he sat on the couch with Hermione. "Wow … who would have thought it would be that easy? If I knew of my demigod abilities earlier, I am sure I would have put a stop between the bickering between you and him, Hermione."

She kissed him. "Thanks for the thought, Harry … but nobody knows what would have been if circumstances were different."

His eyes lit up. "Is that so? I am sure I can plant a few guesses ..."

They would have started a make-out session, but Neville cleared his throat.

" 我不相信我正在说这个，但这儿你们真必得彼此亲嘴吗？为什么你们不找到一间卧室？" (I can't believe I am saying this, but do you have to kiss each other here? Why don't you find a bedroom?)

Harry grinned back at him. "Oooh, Neville, that does sound tempting … find a bedroom … imagine all the possibilities ..."

"奥林匹斯山的神明啊，哈里！拜托，你和赫民都床男宿舍里也不需要用，对不对？" (Gods of Mount Olympus, Harry! Please, you and Hermione don't need to use all the beds in the boy's dorm, right?)

"Come on, Neville … do you think I would do that?"

" 也许。。。等一等吧。。。现在，你会懂我吗？ " (Perhaps … wait a bit … can you understand me now?)

"多谢到洛基去，也到赫民爸爸去。后者送给了我一些书所以我能学中文。" (Many thanks go to Loki, and also to Hermione's dad. The latter sent me some books so I could study Chinese.)

Neville stood there with his mouth agape. "Darling, I think you broke him," said Hermione.

"No, I didn't break him. I bet you all one Galleon that Hermione's answer to my next question will break him."

"We'll take the bet," said Dean, Seamus, Fred, and George.

"Okay. Hermione, why don't you tell Neville, in Chinese, what your dad does."

" 好吧，哈里。第二次世界大战的时候，我爸爸是一个医生。它完了以后，战争的意思患病他，所以他成为了一个大学的老师。他觉得学外语很有意思。所以你看到，纳威，我从我妈妈和我爸爸得到了我的智力。你有没有问题？" (Okay, Harry. During the Second World War, my dad was a medic. After it was over, the thought of war sickened him, so he became a university professor. He thinks studying foreign languages is very interesting. So you can see, Neville, I received my intelligence from my mom and my dad. Do you have any questions?)

Neville had no questions to ask, for he had fainted from the shock. Harry held out his hand to receive payment from Dean, Seamus, Fred and George, which they gave him.

"Have I told you how much I love that brilliant brain of yours?"

"All the time, Harry." She noted his eyes darken in anger. "What's wrong?"

"I sense the arrival of that traitor … hang on ..."

They vanished in a lightning bolt.

~HALF BLOOD HARRY POTTER~

Ron Weasley sulked in the Astronomy Tower. "Stupid Potter … thinks he is such a bigshot … making friends with that bloody bookworm ..."

"Trouble in Paradise, Weasley?"

"What's it to you, whoever you are?"

"Potter has caused me no end of trouble as well … he and his goody two shoes friends exiled me to Tartarus ..."

"Tartarus?"

"Think of your infamous prison of Azkaban and insert it into a volcano. Add a choking atmosphere of fire, ash, and brimstone ..." The stranger noted Ron's face pale. "Yeah, it's that frightening."

"Who are you?"

"Sorry, Weasley, but we don't have time for Twenty Questions. We have to go, and we have to go now, do you understand me? Grab onto me, and hold on!"

"We are up on a high tower!"

"Don't worry, I have flying shoes ..."

Before he could fly off, however, a familiar voice said:

"LUKE!"

"Oh, Styx, we are in trouble … so, how did you find me, Potter?"

"How could I not find you? From the heights of Olympus to the depths of the Underworld, any demigod could smell your stench, traitor!"

"Well, as much as I would love to stay here and chat with you, Potter, I am on a tight schedule. Ta!"

As he held Ron in a tight grip, he flew away from the Astronomy Tower … but a lightning bolt struck close to him.

"Drat! I missed him!"

"You clipped one of the wings on his shoes, Harry."

D'OH! Luke thought. "Hang on, Weasley!"

"Please don't drop me!"

The rough landing jarred them both, but they got up in one piece. Luke looked back at the Astronomy Tower with a grin and said, "Meep, meep!" Holding onto Ron, he sped off in a cloud of smoke.

"One of these days, Castellan, one of these days … POW! Straight back to Tartarus with you! Hermione, we need to send an Iris message."

Hermione brought out her wand. "Lumos!"

Harry tossed a Galleon into the rainbow that formed. "Iris, receive my offering. Show me Thalia."

An image of Thalia shone through the rainbow. "Is there something wrong, Harry?"

"Luke showed up. Any idea where Loki is?"

"He is out for the night, that's all I know. He said it was a surprise."

"A surprise?"

"He would not tell me anymore about it, brother."

"Well, you have yourself a nice sleep."

"Same to you … goodnight."

As Harry and Hermione walked back to the Gryffindor dorms, they had one thought on their minds:

What surprise had Loki planned?

Author's Note: What surprise, indeed? Stay tuned to find out!

Smiles and laughter,

Loki Palmer