The aftermath of the attack was more than needed. Once Perseus woke up, his mother and Alastor sat him down and explained everything. Well, except the demigod part. That'd be dangerous at his age. He already has a scent, thank the Gods that they live in the U.K. where the monsters are less than in America.
While it was the land of the Gods for a while, it isn't anymore. Where do the gods go? The monsters go as well. It isn't uncommon to see monsters, Moody went through the database and noted that there were enough sightings of them.
They explained everything about the wizard world. Perseus just yawned and nodded, "What now?"
"Now we get you a wand." Moody shrugged with a happy grin on his face.
Sally frowned at him. "Isn't there an age requirement?" She asked, "It seems irresponsible to give him a wand this early."
Perseus winced a bit as he rubbed over his fresh scar. Only if they knew to put it in water this early. "Perseus and I got attacked, Sally." Alastor said and looked outside. "It may be a bit early and I might be just a bit paranoid. But it's for his own protection, we'll keep his wand time very limited."
The boy looked at Moody, excited. "Can I?"
Moody smiled. "I'm sure that he wouldn't mind inheriting a wand that I have." The man said and went to his room. The mother and son pair looked at one another and shrugged. When he came, he had a box in his hands as well as a handwritten note. "A cypress wand with a…." The old man faltered a bit, "Thestral tail hair." He hummed. "Very unusual. Here, hold it!"
Perseus took the box in his hands and opened it slowly, as if he was scared of the result. It was a 9 inch long dark brown wand. A small grip surrounded it on the end and wrapped itself up the magical stick.
"Albus isn't going to like it when he realises that I taught you stuff early on." Moody chuckled and looked on as Perseus finally took a hold of the wand.
Perseus felt a rush go through him and a comforting wind ruffle through his hair. "Wow." He said, agape.
"It was his grandmothers." Moody said with a sombre tone. "I'm sure she would have been so happy that the wand accepted you."
A tear leaked from Sally's eye. Perseus turned to his mother full of excitement. He lowered his wand as he noticed her crying. "Happy tears, Percy." Sally choked out and fanned her face, "Oh mighty, happy tears." She repeated.
"What now?" Perseus asked Moody.
"Now we get you slowly integrated into the life of a wizard!" The man grabbed a few books from the book shelf and took a fake cover off of it, revealing an old dusty book. "This one is old, but it'll explain enough about the history of magic."
Perseus already paled at the size of the book. "All of that?" He can already see the letters swimming off of the pages. He felt unsure of how he could read the book.
His uncle looked at him in pity, the boy always had trouble at school, they nearly had to hold him back a year due to his reading issues. "I'll read it to you kid." Alastor said and ruffled Perseus' hair, "Don't you worry about a thing." He felt his heart clench after the smile the small boy gave him.
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He was not so small anymore, years passed and Perseus turned twelve this summer vacation. The family was excited to get something that would change the boy's life. Moody remembers like it was yesterday, when he got his letter. He came from pure-blooded parents out of a prestigious family, he knew about Hogwarts and he knew about magic. But gods, was it the best time of his life.
When an owl didn't show up, Moody felt deflated, how has his boy not received a letter yet? He was being held back by Sally to not march right up to Albus' door and knock some sense into the old friend of his.
"We need to tell him." Sally said after Perseus went up to bed to go to sleep.
"Tell him that no letter has arrived?" Moody questioned, "That's not going to happen, my boy will go to Howar-"
Sally interrupted him, "Tell him about his lineage." She stated. "What happens when he goes through that magical Ally of yours? Do you think he'll be ignored by any sea creatures? As much as I want his life to be full of bliss, he will never know peace. What happens if he ever comes across some kind of horse in one of his classes? He is like royalty to them." Moody felt shivers go up his spine, "Who'll protect him there?" She finally asked.
The two jumped up from their seats in the living room, Moody cursing as he spilled tea all over himself. "Who in the bloody hell is here?" Sally started to march over but Moody reminded himself of the dangers he went through when he was followed to the Jackson household. He put a hand on her shoulder and used his other hand to accio his wand. "Let me."
Step by step he neared the door, wand held up in a defensive manner. If someone trespassed through the magical borders he put up, he'll have to fight to defend everything he has.
"Stop being so paranoid, you swine! It is cold out." A muffled voice said, a voice he would recognize from anywhere. Moody pulled open the door with a slight force and pulled the old skeleton in for a hug.
"You old sack! How come you're always giving me a scare?"
"I did not scare you last time, matter of fact, I was just sleeping! You thought I passed away." Dumbledore muttered as Moody led him through the door. The man locked the door behind him. Before he could step through the hall and into the living room. He stopped the powerful wizard, "Why has my boy not gotten his letter?"
"I had to make some custom arrangements for him." The old man replied, "You've got quite the kid, Alastor."
His defensive walls went up in the matter of time. "How did you know?"
"Last time you called me an all knowing old wizard." The man sighed, "I am after all, an all knowing wizard."
"You forgot ancient." Moody snorted.
Sally stood by the door frame with a set of tea in her hand, "Would you like some tea?"
"I'd love some tea." Dumbledore said and was shooed through the door by Sally.
When Moody wanted to walk past, she gave him a withering glare. "We're respectful in my house."
Moody just nodded and sat down on his usual sofa. "How did you know, Albus?"
"I knew, I am of that kind of lineage as well." He nodded as he took in the masked shocked looks. "A grandson of Hecate." He said, "My mother wants me to hone the skills of younger wizards. Don't you think that I let just anyone in either!"
"What are the arrangements?"
"His room situation. He'll have his own, I recognize due to his nature, others will be in danger. It is something that cannot be avoided." Albus said. "He'll have permission to do anything within reason, uncalled for things will be rewarded with detention. But things such as calling with a friend will be excused, swimming in the lake will be excused, wandering the dark forest will be excused due to his training."
"His training?"
"Yes, he shall be trained. What is even more useless than a boy who is a danger to others, if he cannot protect others or himself?" Albus sighed, "I will have one of my old friends come and train him."
"Who is he?"
"They, are capable of teaching him. Bless the boy, and may Hogwarts still stand after this." Albus sighed.
"What measures will be put in place?" Sally asked as she sipped her tea.
"Well, a minor monster rune will be put up. Along with many alerting ones, as he is a child of one of the powerful gods." Albus said, "Hogwarts will be a safe place for all."
Sally felt like she could finally breathe normally again. "Thank you." She said, "It has been hard, being so worried about him."
Moody looked at her in pity, he knows how the single mother worries herself to death on some days. He reached over and put a hand over hers. "Thank you, Albus."
The old man smiled kindly, "That kid of yours has a big role to play in the future, Sybill has come with another prophecy."
Alastor and Sally leant forward, and listened to the wizard's words. "A Greek demigod shall arise, bloodline divine. To Hogwarts, he shall journey, secrets to unfold. A friend foremost, a guardian bold. Protector by blood, his destiny intertwined, With the chosen one, their fates entwined." Albus said.
Sally put a hand over her mouth. She knew that having the child of a god would mean that the child would be meant for great and big things. But she just wished that the suffering didn't come with it.