The journey to Britain was unlike anything Percy and Annabeth had experienced. The magical portal they stepped through was unlike the divine passages of Olympus—it shimmered with a different kind of energy, something more raw, more untamed. When they arrived on the other side, they found themselves in a vast, sprawling atrium filled with bustling witches and wizards.
The Ministry of Magic was a place of wonder, but there was no time to admire it. They were quickly ushered into a grand meeting room where two familiar faces awaited them: Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.
At first, the meeting was tense. Harry and Hermione were cautious, unsure of what to expect from these demigods. Percy and Annabeth, for their part, were equally wary of this new world of wands and spells. But as they began to exchange introductions, the tension slowly melted. Percy noted Harry’s scar, a mark of his legendary past, while Hermione’s intelligent gaze scrutinized them, recognizing their status as heroes in their own right.
“We’ve got a serious problem,” Harry said, cutting straight to the point. “An ancient creature has awakened—something that blends both magic and mythology. It threatens both our worlds.”
Annabeth, ever the strategist, leaned forward. “What do we know about this creature?”
Hermione produced a large tome from her bag, flipping it open to reveal illustrations of various magical beasts. “According to this, it’s called a Tytalus—a being of unimaginable power that can manipulate both magic and divine energy. If it isn’t stopped, it could cause a rift between our realms, leading to chaos.”
Percy felt a chill run down his spine. “So how do we stop it?”
Harry exchanged a glance with Hermione, and they both seemed to come to a silent agreement. “We need to retrieve three ancient artifacts,” Harry explained. “Each one is hidden in a different location, and together, they’ll give us the power we need to confront the Tytalus.”
“Where do we find them?” Annabeth asked, determination in her eyes.
“The first is in the Forbidden Forest, guarded by a magical creature known as the Centaur King,” Hermione replied. “The second is hidden in the depths of the Chamber of Secrets. And the last is said to be in the ruins of Atlantis.”
A moment of silence followed, as each of them processed the daunting quest ahead. Harry and Hermione exchanged a glance, and in that fleeting moment, Harry felt the warmth of Hermione’s presence beside him—a comfort in the chaos.
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The Prophecy of Two Worlds (Harmione X Percabeth)
FanfictionThis is a Harry Potter and Percy Jackson crossover, featuring Harmione (Harry x Hermione) and Percabeth (Percy x Annabeth). This is after the wizarding war, which was a huge loss and broken relationships. They soon were attacked again, but this time...
