I just realized I never specified the timeframe -_- *facepalms* I bet that would make a lot of things easier to understand…
So, the Hogwarts crew is in October of Harry's 6th year, and I figure this can be right after Percy's first summer, except that (just to make this work) Percy decided to stay at Camp for a while to let the monsters calm down and stop circling his mom's apartment building, and Annabeth isn't ready to talk to her dad yet, so they're both still at camp. Also, Percy already knows the prophesy because Chiron decided that it was better that he understand what was coming so he could prepare for it as much and in any way possible.
Also, just to help everyone keep the characters straight (because I can totally remember all their pseudonyms and parentage. Pshaw, there's no way I had to go back and rewrite the entirety of chapter two before I published it because I forgot Neville/Nevan was a son of Demeter, not Athena. I would never do that, and anyone suggesting it should go try out for either the next Oracle of Delphi or Augur. Feel May Castellan's pain, unless you're accepted. Which you wouldn't be. Because you're wrong.)
Anyways, here's a table of identities:
Harry - Hadrien Porter- Son of James and Lily Porter (wizard name potter), Legacy of Hermes, Blessed by Ares
Neville - Nevan Lawrence - Son of Frank Longbottom (changed his name from Lawrenson) and Demeter, Blessed by Apollo
Hermione - Hendra Griggson- Daughter of Mr. Granger (changed his name from Griggson- first name?)and Hecate, Blessed by Athena
Draco - Drey Mason - Son of Lucius Malfoy (changed his name to Malfoy when Draco appeared) and Athena, Blessed by Hades
Luna - Lauren Lowegreen - Daughter of Xenophilius Lovegood (changed his name from Lowegreen) and Athena, Blessed by Hecate
Ron - Ronan Weston - Son of Arthur Weasley (changed his name from Weston) and Athena, Blessed by Ares
Ginny - Gennipher Weston - Daughter of Molly Weasley (changed her name with her husband) and Ares, Blessed by Aphrodite
McGonagall - Daughter of Athena
Dumbledore - Son of Hecate
Madam Pomfrey- Daughter of Apollo
Snape- legacy of Hades
And yes, I know Harry's the only Legacy, but he's just special that way.
Anyways, on with chapter three! (I think I might faint. I've written three chapters for one story, and two of them were in as many days.)
Disclaimer: Umm... this chapter is twice as long as the two before it. I think if I were as awesome as J.K. Rowling or Rick Riordan, I'd be able to write longer chapters.
CH3
Third person singular- Hadrien's POV
Hadrien grinned at Gennipher as she fought with Ronan over who was better with a spear. She claimed that she was more of a natural, but he argued (in the reasoned way most children of Athena excelled at) that natural talent could only take you so far, and his hard training outweighed her natural propensity by a long shot. Privately, Hadrien, who had seen both of them practice with the weapon under scrutiny, privately agreed with his best friend, but wasn't about to risk Genni's anger by verbally taking a side. An angry daughter of Ares was never one you wanted to provoke, especially if you happened to be dating her… except for the fact that she was so beautiful when she growled…
He shook his head, telling himself not to even think about it. Children (or, in his case, grandchildren) of Hermes tended to be more impulsive than other demigods, and couldn't always be sure that plans or ideas they imagined weren't coming to fruition without their conscious consent. It also made it hard to tell if he'd spoken aloud or only in his thoughts sometimes, which got rather frustrating on occasion, but that was beside the point.
"Hey, Hadd, what do you think Chiron's called us for?" Nevan asked, breaking into Hadrien's thoughts and dragging him back into reality.
"No idea, Nev, but I hope it's exciting!"
"I bet it's something to do with what Dumbledore told us about at the beginning of the year, with 'great surprises' and all that," Drey cut in. "Hey, did you know that the word 'surprise' comes from the old french 'Surprendre,' which, if you break it down into the modern words sur and prendre combined, is literally 'on to take' or, to modernize it, 'ontake'? It was actually a battle term meaning an 'unexpected seizure of a place or attack on troops.'"
Hadrien snickered while Nevan smiled kindly, gently reminding Drey to try to keep to the conversation at hand. Drey flushed scarlet, mortified that he had yet again let his brain run away with his mouth, and fell back to talk to Lauren instead.
Nevan shook his head. "It's a miracle he hasn't been caught doing that in his dormitory, you know?" he said exasperatedly. Hadrien agreed, still snickering, but added, "But it's still funny when he does it at camp, and he has gotten better, at least- I mean, now whatever he says is more like a tangent than a random subject change. He even used the word 'surprise' in a sentence before jumping into random fact!" and Nevan had to concede that point.
As they shuffled into the Big House and made their way toward the Rec Room, Hadrien noticed Annabeth, one of his favorite children of Athena, talking to what appeared to be a new camper- or, at least, new since Hadrien had last visited camp. The boy looked about Annabeth's age, and for a moment he thought he was looking at a carbon copy of himself, before he realized that the boy's eyes were less emerald and more of a sea green, and his hair was even blacker than Hadrien's own. At least he didn't wear glasses. They seemed to be arguing about something, but before Hadrien could drop back and find out what, they reached the Rec Room and had to move to their places.
The billiards table (he'd find out later that it was a temporary measure- they'd recently had to replace the ping pong table, as it was so full of holes that someone had almost stabbed themselves through the foot trying to throw their knife down for emphasis; they had another one on order) was silent as Chiron began to speak.
"I know several of you have questions about a number of things, but let's start with introductions. We've had a new addition to the counselor's meetings since you seven-" he gestured to the Hogwartsians "-Last visited. Percy, stand up and introduce yourself, please."
The twelve year old Hadrien had noticed earlier stood hesitantly and shifted awkwardly from foot to foot as he said, "Um, I'm Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon."
Hadrien knew he wasn't the only one staring as the boy sat down, his face flushing in embarrassment.
A son of Poseidon?
A child of the Big Three?
What were the Fates thinking, bringing someone like him in when the Wizarding world was in the state it was?
Chiron cleared his throat, hinting. When none of the Hogwartsians reacted, he said, "Would one of you please introduce your group to this new counselor, and then would you please go around and introduce yourselves individually?"
They stared at each other for a moment, arguing over who had to be spokesperson through glares and raised eyebrows before Hadrien finally consented and stood.
"We are… I suppose you could call us liaisons to Hecate's pet race of wizards and witches. We attend the most famous wizarding school, Hogwarts, and stay there kind of as peacekeepers between the magical community and monsters who mistake young wizards and witches as light snacks. We mostly function in secrecy, though the headmasters of Hogwarts and a couple other Wizarding schools know the truth. There are also other demigods who attend Hogwarts because their mortal parent is a wizard or witch, thus making them a wizard or witch also. The liaisons are selected from demigod students who are already on the roster to begin attending the school once they reach the age of eleven, and when they're selected, one of the gods who is not their parent will usually bless them and therefore give them abilities similar to those of that god's children. Usually, any demigod living in the wizarding world will choose a pseudonym to go by to help prevent accidental slipups with introductions and interactions with wizards.
"I guess I'll start off the introductions as well, then. My name's Hadrien Porter, but in the wizarding world I go by Harry Potter. I'm a grandson of Hermes, one of the few children of a demigod who managed to survive long enough to marry. In my case, my dad was a child of Hermes, but he also attended Hogwarts since his mum and step-dad were both members of the magical community. I'm blessed by Ares. I'm sixteen years old and in my sixth year out of seven at Hogwarts. I'm also part of a wizarding prophesy about the wizard Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort, and his defeat… but I suppose you would understand that," he finished wryly, feeling a strange sadness at Percy's nod of confirmation that someone who seemed so young had to carry such a burden. He remembered the weight he was under at age twelve, and was suddenly grateful that Dumbledore had waited so long to tell him; the pressure of saving a race was relatively small next to that of a world, and he knew somehow, instinctively, that the knowledge of what was to come would have driven him mad at that time. He admired Percy for being able to handle it.
Nevan went next, "I'm Nevan Lawrence, but I go by Neville Longbottom in the Wizarding world. I'm head counselor of the Demeter cabin, but Katie usually acts as counselor because I'm off at school. I'm blessed by Apollo. I'm also sixteen and in sixth year."
He moved to sit down, but Hadrien called out, "Oi! I was talking FOREVER up there! Each of you has to add an interesting fact about yourselves so I don't look long-winded!"
Nevan rolled his eyes, but added, "My favorite plant is Mimbulus Mimbletonia," and ignored the snickers from Ronan, Hendra, Hadrien, and Lauren. At several people's confused looks, he simply said, "Inside joke," and let the matter drop.
Then came Hendra. "My name's Hendra Griggson, I go by Hermione Granger in the wizarding world. I'm a daughter of Hecate, blessed by Athena. Sixteen years old, sixth year, top of the class. I'm currently Hecate's most powerful child."
Drey followed her, "I'm Drey Mason, I go by Draco Malfoy at school. I'm a son of Athena, blessed by Hades. I'm also sixteen and year six. At school, Hadrien and I pretend to be rivals, but he's too noble to actually hold grudges, and we all know I'm about as good at competition as a piece of cheese. Speaking of which, did you know the modern cheese slicer was invented by a Norwegian carpenter? He-"
"Another fun fact about Drey," Lauren cut in, "Is that he spouts random facts all the time. I swear, he's the most ADHD, emphasis on the Attention Deficit, demigod I've ever met.
"I'm Lauren Lowegreen, I go by Luna Lovegood at school, daughter of Athena, blessed by Hecate. I'm fifteen and in fifth year, and I like to make up names for monsters and talk about them to the mortals just to confuse them, and it's fun even though they call me Loony most of the time." She was smirking as she finished.
Ronan jumped in next, "I'm Ronan Weston, known as Ronald Weasley at Hogwarts, son of Athena, blessed by Ares, sixteen, sixth year, and I love chess."
Gennipher finished them off, "I'm Gennipher Weston, and yes, I have the same last name as this oaf over here, his dad and my mum are married and we've got five older brothers besides. I'm a daughter of Ares, blessed by Aphrodite. I'm fifteen, fifth year, and I can cast curses with the best of them."
Percy nodded to each of them as they finished speaking and sat back in his chair as Genni finally finished up. Hadrien guessed his mind was probably turning end over end trying to process the abundance of new information, and winced in sympathy as Chiron stood to deliver even more, though for all of them this time.
"Now, I called the Hogwarts liaisons to join us for this meeting because a very important event is happening this year: the Tournament of the Treaty. This is a tournament held once every five years in honor of the renewal of the treaty between the wizarding and demigodly worlds, used to remind wizards that while we try to limit contact, we still strive to protect both them and ourselves against those who would see the world fall to their vain desires. It also commemorates the signing of the First Treaty, which declared an end to a war that lasted close to a thousand years between the children of the gods and wizarding kind. Hogwarts students, you may find it similar to the Triwizard Tournament, which I believe you, Hadrien, participated in two years ago. Indeed, it is extremely so in that each school that participated then will put forth champions, as will the camp. The difference is that alumni are allowed to participate under their old school's flag, and the champions are in teams of up to ten members. Wizards between the ages of 14 and 35 may participate, as may demigods over the age of ten. The school liaisons are allowed to form a team of their own, or more than one team, but know that each team will be submitted to be chosen between. There may be only one team from each institution, which includes Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, Durmstrang, Camp Half-Blood, and the Liaisons, although the Liaisons may join either a camp Half Blood team or a Hogwarts team if they so choose.
"Now, does anyone have any questions?"
Hadrien was the first person with his hand in the air. "You said it was held every five years- why not five years ago?"
Chiron answered philosophically, "The Gods were having an argument that could not be interrupted for something as petty as one of their childrens' traditions at that time, if you'll recall."
Everyone was silent for a moment as they remembered Annabeth and Luke's arrival and Thalia's death.
Then Annabeth asked a question, "Why didn't we hear about it before now?"
Chiron looked at her sadly, "In years past, we have relied on participating campers to carry the legend to the younger ones, although often, there are only a few remaining. With the skipped year…" he didn't need to finish his sentence. There were no demigods alive from ten years ago; the last of them had died off two or three years previously.
Chiron continued to answer various questions until the Hogwartsians had to go back to school. The group headed back into the woods and said their farewells to their siblings and friends.
Before he left, Hadrien went over to where Percy was standing slightly awkwardly, not really knowing how to send off a group of people he had just met and hardly conversed with or gotten to know. He grasped the younger boy's shoulder shortly and said, looking into his eyes, "Good luck. I get the feeling you're going to need it."
Percy stared at him for a fraction of a second, judging his sincerity before smiling slightly and replying, "You too. I think we both will."