The Tale of The Lost Warriors a PJO/HP Crossover

Horned Goat Boy (Bridget)

I laid on the cold, concrete floor of the astronomy tower, I played with a rubber ball I found in my room. I tossed it up and let it fall, not catching it until it was about a inch from hitting my nose.

Saturday's could go one of two ways. Excruciatingly slow or excited, fun, and over too soon. Today, was the former.

After returning from Hogsmeade I wanted some alone time to think. The astronomy tower is one of the loneliness places in the school because it's the tallest tower and no one wants to climb the stairs. But strangely, the usually comforting quiet, cold, grey tower was making me uneasy.

I tried looking at the view earlier and I began to feel sick and uncomfortable because of how high up I was. Though, I'd never had a problem with heights before.

The laying down helped a bit but not much, so I poured all my focus onto the rubber ball. After a while though, my arm began to tire and my eyes started to drift, I could feel myself slipping away into the calmness of sleep.

I focused on my body and could almost feel myself swaying back and forth as if I was on a boat. Thinking about the water was making me feel much safer and allowed me to fall completely asleep despite being on a cold hard floor basically outdoors.

*spicy dream time...not actually spicy...just...oh nvm. it's a dream*

I stood at the edge of the lake and looked at my brother. I'm teeth and fists were clenched. It was becoming increasingly more difficult to control my anger.

"Percy, explain to me one more time why you attacked Draco?"

"Bridget?! How can you not see for yourself that he is a bad dude!" Percy yelled back.

"Just because in your pea sized brain you've convinced yourself of that, it is not fucking true. He has never once done anyone any harm!" I screamed.

"HE WAS A DEATH EATER BRIDGET!! How can you stand there and say he has never done anyone any harm!" he exclaimed.

The scene around me began to change. I was almost watching a movie rather than seeing everything from my own eyes.

I was now at a camp. The camp was filled with teenagers wearing orange shirts and shorts as well as clay bead necklaces. It felt familiar.

"Bridget!" I looked around to see who'd called my name, maybe there was a scene I couldn't see going on.

I wasn't able to find anything then someone tapped my shoulder, I spun around and came face to face with a boy.

A horned boy.

I looked at this boy up and down.

A GOAT LEGGED BOY??!

"AHHHHHHH!!" I screamed as loud as possible. I don't exactly know if anyone can hear me scream if I'm only dreaming, "This is a nightmare now isn't it?!"

I could feel myself panicking, "Come on Bridget, wake up, wake up!"

"No, Bridget! It's okay!! It's me Grover!" the goat boy tried to explain.

"Who?" I asked him utterly confused.

"Di immortles those bastards really did a number on your memories. Look, all you need to know is that I'm coming and I'm going to try helping to fix everything!" The boy who called himself Grover began to fade away, "Oh man. Dream contact is hard with a tampered empathy link. Okay, just remember what I said Bridget!! I'm so glad I found you! Don't forget!"

I didn't understand, I watched him fade and called out, "What does that even mean?! Grover?"

Saying his name felt familiar to me in a way I couldn't place. His name was too unique to be someone at school, maybe I did know him in the past somehow briefly.

The scene changed again and I was now on a ship.

There were a lot of people and I was again no longer looking from my own point of view but watching myself interact with others separately.

There was a group of people all sitting around. Some I recognized, like my brother, although his arm was around another girls, a blonde chick with grey eyes. I also found Hermione who was snuggled next to...RON?

The goat boy, Grover, from before was also in the group.

I almost thought the scene I was looking on could not getting any weirder. But then I spotted Nico, and he was snuggled with a blonde boy, but that's not the weird part, the weird part was that Nico had a very blink and you miss it smile on his face leaning against the brighter looking boy.

I noticed Leo Valdez, who I don't recall inviting to my dreams, he was almost separate from the group, while still involved. He seemed to gazed in one direction longingly a bunch.

That direction he gazed seemed to be in my dream self's direction. That's when I realized that the dream me was leaning into Draco Malfoy.

"It looks fun doesn't it?" Someone then spoke next to me, I turned to see myself. I almost jumped in surprise, now there were three of me.

"Um, yeah. Who are half these people?" I questioned.

The me standing next to me rolled her eyes, "You can't even remember when it's staring you right in the face. This is the truth."

"What the fuck does that mean?" I groaned.

My other self just sighed, "Bridget..."

"Bridget!"

I heard my name and my eyes slowly opened to find a small, all black wearing, Slytherin boy kneeling next to me. He almost looked concerned, but then his face turned to stone again once he saw I was awake.

I rubbed my eyes and looked at him, "Hey, Nico, what's up?"

"Well, I walked up here to get some peace and quiet, and I find you sleeping on the ground mumbling random shit about someone," he explained to me in an almost annoyed tone, as if explaining it to me was the annoying part.

"Oh, sorry, yeah, I was having a really fucking weird dream," I explained, still a bit disoriented.

"Dreams are interesting. Sometimes I feel like my dreams are trying to tell me something," he spoke.

I pursed my lips, I had to agree with him. I had two people in my dreams saying stuff about truth and memories. Maybe it was for a reason.

"Yeah, I know what you mean," I sighed.

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I'm so sorry this took so long. I promise to try and update more often again. I think I have a good idea for some next few chapters. Please send me feedback <3

~Daughter Of Poseidon