"Why am I a wizard?"
"Hecate blessed you with her magical powers when you were born."
"But why?"
"Because you have a purpose sweetheart. The wizarding world needs someone, like a messiah. She hoped that you could become that."
Hestia purposefully kept the information about the prophecy to herself. Though, she didn't know much about it, herself, she didn't want to destroy Percy's youth all over again.
"But, I just wanted a peaceful life. I already spent a lifetime in war."
"Who said there would be war? Besides, you do have a choice. If you want to, you can keep the magical part of you locked in, and refuse Hogwarts. You would have a normal life like your school friends."
Despite being only 3 year old, Percy had already experienced over 17 years of pain and hardships. In spite of dying, Percy's fatal flaw remained intact, perhaps stronger than ever, as if powered by some sort of guilt feeling locked inside his heart.
"I will help those in need of my help."
Hestia smiled, though in that smile, she had pain and sadness hidden inside. She knew there would be a war, and she had just doomed the person she
Harry Potter's P.O.V.-
Hagrid must have forgotten to mention something you had to do like tapping the third brick on the left to get into Diagon Alley. He wondered if he should get out his wand and tap the ticket inspector's stand between Platforms 9 and 10.
At that moment a group of people passed just behind him, and he caught a few words of what they were saying.
"-packed with muggles of course-" a red-haired woman said.
Harry followed the group of them and saw that another guy in a hood was also following them. Maybe, he was like me, he thought. Harry saw the eldest boy in the group go through the solid wall, and pass transparently through it. He was shocked, to say the least. He went ahead and asked them how to do it, and they told him. Harry also soon passed the wall.
Percy's P.O.V-
1st September. That's the day, the Hogwarts express left every year from London station to Hogwarts.
And that was the very day an important emergency meeting was declared up in Olympus. So, neither of Hecate, Hades, or Hestia was available to take Percy to Hogwarts. Only Poseidon decided he gave less than 2 shits to the repercussions and drove Percy to the station. (No, they didn't drive from LA to London. Only from London to the station) Now they could have very easily just teleported there, but Poseidon thought that way, they could have a father - son conversation. Once Percy reached the station, Poseidon disappeared and the beautiful Mercedes that Poseidon had been driving dissolved in water.
Percy walked inside the King's Cross station. There was a huge crowd in the station, everyone rushing here and there, trying to find their trains. Percy had planned to directly apparate to the castle, but apparently there were some seriously strong anti-apparition defensive magic there. So, Percy was forced to take the train.
Unfortunately the ticket he had received said that Percy had to go to platform '9 and 3 quarters'. Percy was pretty sure that British stations, and in fact any station, had stations like that.
Percy kept walking aimlessly, trying to find anyone else, who might be going to the train. Fortunately, he found a huge family of red haired people, all of them with quite a lot of luggage. They were talking about something, and Percy could make out words like 'Hogwarts', 'Dumbledore' and stuff like that. That was enough for Percy to realize that they were wizards. Percy followed them towards the middle of 9th and 10th flatform.
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔓𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢'𝔰 ℜ𝔞𝔤𝔢 (A PJO and HP crossover)
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