A/N: Thank you for all of the wonderful support! I really appreciate it. I would also like some reviews on how you like the story so far. Am I making things interesting enough? Constructive criticism, please... not destructive. :)

Also, if you somehow missed it, Polyamourous relations was requested. Harry is married to both Daphne and Susan, but that does not mean that Daphne and Susan will be intimately involved.

Rising Storms

A Harry Potter and Percy Jackson crossover

Part 2

Chapter 11:

Percy

Percy looked uncomfortable at the way that Reina was glaring at him. He didn't know what he had done wrong to have her glaring, but he didn't want to do it again.

"You say that you don't have any memories?" Reina asked him.

Percy shook his head. "I only know my name and that I know someone named Pol."

Reina looked at the two dogs sitting beside her. They weren't trying to attack Percy. "Hmm. I don't know anyone named Pol, but maybe you can find them soon. You must be telling the truth, because the dogs haven't attacked you." She sighed and nodded. "You'll need to meet Octavian. He'll look to see if you can stay."

"Octavian?" Percy asked.

"Hazel and I can take him over to see Octavian," Frank volunteered.

Reina nodded slowly. "Very well."

Percy started asking Frank and Hazel questions as they left Reina. "Who's Octavian?"

Frank sighed. "He's an Auger, which means he gets visions or whatever from the gods and tells Reina what he sees."

Hazel frowned. "He isn't that good, but he's kept around because he's a legacy of Apollo."

"You don't seem to like him at all, do you?" Percy asked.

Hazel shook her head. "He doesn't like me either."

"You seem pretty cool. How could he not like you?" Percy was confused.

"I'm a daughter of Pluto," she said, not looking at Percy. "He thinks I'm cursed." She shrugged. "He might hate you more, though, since you are the son of Neptune."

"Neptune?" Percy asked.

"The sea god," Frank said. "Wow, you really don't have any memories from before."

Hazel looked over at him. "We'll show you the shrine of Neptune, but be warned… it's not pretty."

They soon reached where Octavian was, and Frank knocked on the open door. "Hey, Octavian. Reina sent us to have you look to see if Percy here can stay in camp."

"Come in," said a voice deep within. When the three walked into the building, Octavian turned from the altar with the slashed teddy bears to the side, to look at the visitors. "Hmm. This is interesting." Octavian walked around Percy, stepping between him and the other two. "You're a son of the sea god."

"Yes," Percy said.

Octavian nodded, muttering to himself. He walked back over to the altar, and grabbed a new teddy bear to gut it in some kind of ritual.

Percy watched Octavian warily. This guy was cutting open a teddy bear to burn the stuffing? What kind of hack was he? He waited as patiently as he could.

"Well," Hazel asked.

Octavian looked over at them with a scowl. "Yeah, yeah… he's fine. He can go into the fifth cohort." He waved them away.

"Come on," said Frank, watching Octavian as he guided the others out of Octavian's lair… as he called it.

"That was weird," Percy said. "Are you sure he even did anything?"

Hazel shrugged. "Who knows? Come on, you're not going to like your father's shrine, so we might as well get it out of the way first. Then we'll lead you to the barracks for the fifth cohort."

Percy nodded. "Okay," he said. He followed the others to the shrine for Neptune, and felt his anger rise. "You dare anger my father with this?" The shrine was a broken down place, cobwebs everywhere, and once Percy stepped inside he saw the rotten food on the altar. He grabbed the offering bowl, walked outside, and tossed the rotten food out onto the ground.

Then he walked back inside the shrine, past the sheepish Frank and Hazel, and placed the bowl back on the altar. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out an apple. "Here, dad. Thanks for watching over me." He put the apple in the offering bowl.

The apple disappeared, leaving Frank and Hazel feeling even more guilt. They slowly made their way towards the barracks for the fifth cohort, when they saw a lone figure standing by a shrine in all black. He turned when he heard them, and stared at Percy.

"Hey, Nico!" Hazel said happily. She turned to Percy. "Percy, this is my brother Nico. He shows up here every now and then, but doesn't live here. He lives somewhere else with his significant other."

"Oh," Percy said, waving at the kid. "Hey, Nico. It's nice to meet you."

Nico looked confused. "Hello… Don't you recognize me?"

Percy frowned, shaking his head. "I only know my name and someone named Pol."

Nico was now frowning. "I see. You have friends that are worried about you. I'll have to let them know that you are okay, but that you have to remember who you are before they can come find you." He bit his bottom lip. "Will is going to kill me for not telling him that I was searching on my own," he muttered. He waved to Hazel. "I've got to go." He noticed something poking up from the ground by her foot. "Wait, what's that?"

Everyone looked down and saw a gold bar sticking up from the ground. Hazel gasped before she hurriedly made the ground suck the bar back down. She looked back up from the ground and winced. "Sorry, I can't control that. Whatever you do, when you see gems and gold pop up from the ground, do not touch it. It's cursed."

The three guys nodded, and then Nico left after giving Percy another surprised look. The rest of the group made their way finally to the barracks for the fifth cohort, and Frank introduced Percy to the cohort. He told Percy that the other cohorts usually treated the fifth horribly.

"Why?" Percy asked.

"They think that the fifth is cursed, since someone lost the eagle of the twelfth legion." That was Hazel talking as she walked into the barracks.

…

Percy got some training with the fifth cohort, getting ready for the upcoming war games, which he was told they usually lost. He was confused at first, until he remembered that the other cohorts looked down on the fifth. They probably abandoned the fifth cohort whenever they could. He shook his head.

"Hey, Percy," Frank said, walking over to the new guy. "Are you ready for tomorrow's War Games?"

Percy nodded. "Yeah, I think I am."

"Okay, then. Let's go to bed and get enough rest." Frank led Percy back inside. The next morning, the fifth cohort stood ready for the start of the War Games. Frank was giving them a few ideas on strategy and attack.

"Don't worry about the water cannons," Percy said. "I've got that."

"Are you sure?" asked one of the others.

Percy nodded. "I'm very sure." They started the games, and Percy started blasting the water cannons, making them useless.

"Nice going, Percy," Frank said as they ran through the tunnel that Hazel made.

"Now, be very quiet," Percy said. "They might have sentries nearby. At least that's what I would do."

Hazel nodded, creating a hole at the top of the tunnel and listening. Not a sound. She looked at Percy and Frank and shook her head.

Percy frowned. "Frank, you're the shooter. Get one of those ladder arrows that I saw you playing with."

"I was just thinking that." Frank and Percy exchanged grins. Then Frank shot the arrow out of the tunnel where it immediately got stuck in the ground outside, and let out hand and foot holds for them to climb. Frank was the first one up since he was the closest.

Once the fifth cohort was back above ground, Percy looked around. There was no one here! He looked to the left again, and saw a small fire where many of the other cohorts were relaxing. He shook his head and sighed. "Come on," he said as they made it to the stone building where they had to capture the banner of the first cohort.

"No one's even keeping a lookout," Hazel said.

Frank turned to a few members of the fifth cohort. "Gwen, Dakota, you two pick a few people and stay to keep anyone from coming in to hurt us… or getting out before we win." The two saluted him and did as requested.

Percy grinned. "We'll make a general of you yet."

Frank shook his head. "That's not how things work around here." Percy rolled his eyes playfully. The two guys led the way through the building and up the stairs, keeping an eye and an ear out for any other demigods as they walked.

There were noises coming from above, and Percy and Frank quietly led the way up to a single door that hid the people that were talking. Percy held a finger up to his lips, getting a nod, and then slowly opened the door. A few of the members of the first cohort were standing around and talking, not paying attention to the door.

The battle was quick and easy. The first cohort were caught off guard and easily taken down as Frank grabbed the banner. They had won the War Games! They cheered as they led their captives back down to leave the building and celebrate the fifth cohort's win.

Percy was able to see a great big celebration where Frank was given a laurel for his being the first up the ladder. Percy grinned as everyone celebrated with drinks and food.

…

A couple of weeks later, Percy started regaining some of his memories. The first memory hit him hard, making his head feel like it was going to explode, and he passed out as the memory started playing through his head.

Pol and Percy were walking back to the place where Percy lived with his mom, Sally. They were holding hands, speaking softly to each other, just basking in the moment. Pol walked Percy all the way up to his front door.

"Thanks for walking me to the door. I enjoyed our outing very much." Percy smiled up at the golden-haired man.

"I enjoyed our date too." The man said. He leaned forward to kiss Percy on the lips. "I love you, Perseus Jackson."

"And I love you, Apollo," Percy said, kissing Apollo again.

Apollo stepped back, waving to Percy, and then disappeared.

'Isn't Apollo the name of Octavian's ancestor?' Percy thought as he woke up the next morning. 'Are there more than one named Apollo?' Percy got ready for the day, worrying about his memories and what they could mean. As Percy reached the dining area, he heard a familiar voice. Who was it?

A dark-haired teen ran over to Percy. "Percy, hello," he said. He looked a lot like Percy, but his eyes were much brighter and there was a scar on his forehead. "I'm so glad to have found you! The others should be here in about two weeks or so."

"I'm sorry," Percy replied. "I don't remember you."

The guy frowned. "I'm Harry. My friends and I helped you and your friends with the battle against Kronos."

Memories flooded into his mind at the name Harry, and Percy saw flashes of battle: demigods getting hit, flashes of light from guys with sticks, and the boy before him. He bent over, trying to keep his head from exploding at all of the information coming in. "Harry…"

"Hey, what did you do to Percy?" Hazel yelled, running over. Frank was beside her, notching an arrow to his bow.

"I didn't do anything!" Harry exclaimed. "He's my friend."

Percy straightened as he tried to get the name of the other boy out. "Harry… Potter, was it?"

"Yes!" Harry grinned at Percy. He cautiously watched as Percy's new friends relaxed.

"Ugh," Percy said. "I'm starting to remember but it's taking me a bit."

"That's okay," Harry reassured Percy. "I don't expect you to remember everything all at once." He looked around and said, "Who is the person in charge?" He turned to Hazel. "I have something for them."

"That would be me," said Reina, coming up behind Percy and getting Percy to jump in surprise.

Harry looked up at her. "Hello, fair maiden," he said, giving her a low bow.

Reina snorted an amused laugh. "My name is Reina."

Harry grinned. "Hello, Reina. My name is Harry Potter. On my way here to find Percy, I had to take a quick detour."

"Detour?" Reina asked. She was obviously wondering what the detour had to do with her.

Harry nodded. "I was given a quick quest into Alaska. I freed Thanatos, and found something that you might want." He pulled a small figurine from his pocket. "You might want to place that on the ground outside before I return it to its rightful size." He handed over the figurine to Reina, who was curious and unsure.

Reina looked at the figurine in her hand and shot an uncertain look at Harry, before she walked out of the dining hall with everyone following her. She set the figurine down on the ground of a wide open space.

"What's going on?" Octavian asked, pushing his way to the front of the crowd.

Percy turned to look at Harry. "What did he bring?" Percy asked himself out loud. Harry winked at Percy, pulling out his wand. This was going to be fun. Percy was excited to see what other types of magic he would get to see.

"A stick?" Octavian scoffed.

Harry smirked, casting the spell, "Engorgio." The small figurine started to get bigger and bigger until everyone could see that it was their own eagle.

"You found it?" Reina asked in awe at what she had just seen. Harry nodded. "It was in Alaska?" Harry nodded again.

"Yes, I found this in Alaska," Harry said. "Also, there is something that you should know: I saw giants on my way here. They should be here tomorrow or the next day."

"He lies," Octavian butted in. Murmurs started up. Octavian sneered at Harry.

Harry's head snapped to face Octavian. His eyes seemed to glow in his anger and even Percy stepped back away from his anger. "Don't ever call me a liar. I wouldn't lie about the lives of innocents."

Octavian looked shaken, but he didn't say anything for a moment. Then he scowled. "There is no way you saw Giants coming here unless you were the one leading them here." He turned his head to look at Reina. "I don't think we should trust him. He's a stranger, and we can't know for sure that he means us well."

"Listen to me, you little arsewipe," Harry growled. "I came to help you and find my friend. I did not come to harm anyone here. Trust me, if I had wanted to hurt you, you would know."

"Is that a threat?" Octavian scoffed at Harry.

"Not a threat," Harry replied. "A promise." He smirked wryly. "Like you said, you don't know me. You don't know what I'm capable of."

"Enough," Reina said, stepping between the two guys and putting her hands on their chests to keep them apart. She looked at the hand on Harry's chest in surprise, and her eyes looked up into Harry's. He raised an eyebrow and she blushed slightly.

Percy knew what she was thinking, somehow. Harry's chest was toned and muscled from some kind of sport. He couldn't tell how toned and muscled Harry was, but from her reaction, it was noticeable. He smirked slightly at her response.

Reina turned to look at Octavian. "We do not accuse people without knowing all of the facts. What if you attacked, and he really is here to help? Then you would have started a war for nothing." She shook her head. "I can't believe that you are so eager to accuse a visitor."

"But," Octavian said.

"But, nothing," Reina said.

Octavian lunged past Reina with a yell of fury, cutting her arm as he went to stab Harry. When Reina cried out in pain, falling to the ground, Harry was distracted enough to be surprised by the knife in his upper abdomen. Percy jerked forward to head towards Harry to help him while everyone else went to Reina.

Percy heard Harry snap out "Incarcerous" and saw Octavian fall backwards with ropes wrapped around him. Percy made it to Harry's side then. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Harry looked at Percy briefly before he gently pulled the knife out of his stomach.

"I don't think you should be pulling the knife out without a healer here." Percy was worried that his friend would bleed out.

"Don't worry," Harry told him. "I'll be okay. I have something that will help me." He handed Percy the knife. "Hold onto that for me, will you?" Then he pulled out a vial and drank the contents.

Percy stared. The wound healed itself before his eyes.

"Wiggenweld Potion," Harry said. "It heals most wounds." He walked over to Reina, noticing the wary and shocked looks as people backed out of Harry's way. "How are you feeling, Reina?"

"It stings, but I'm fine." Reina looked up at Harry. "I'm sorry that he attacked you. What happened to him?"

"I tied him up," Harry said, shrugging. He flicked his wand, muttering a healing spell, and everyone gasped at her sliced arm starting to heal.

Percy had his foot on Octavian, but he heard Reina thank Harry. A sudden shudder of the earth had everyone looking around. "What's going on?"

Harry looked up. "No," he said. "They're early! They must have picked up the pace for some reason."

A/N: Another cliffhanger? Sorry, not sorry. Lol. :D