The Worlds Meet.

The exchange

Harry POV-

“Voldemort’s back.” I mumbled, bracing myself for the soon-to-come impact of questions.

“WHAAAAAATTT!?!”

Percy POV-

It took quite a lot of time to convince everyone but finally it was done by the wizards with our help.

“So what now, do we have to like destroy all the horcruxes once again?” Harry asked this one old man with a huge white beard and blue eyes, who I’d noticed took the news very calmly. Too calmly, in fact.

“But the horcruxes are already destroyed!” Hermione exclaimed. “Doesn’t that mean Voldemort this time can be killed again? I mean Harry did it once.”

“Professor Dumbledore.” Harry said, “What’s going on?”

All eyes were fixed on Professor Dumbledore.

He took off his specs and put them on again. Then he sighed.

“I think Lord Nico has the answer to that.”

Nico? Everybody turned to look at Nico who shuffled his feet nervously.

“Um…I…”

“Spit it out Nico!” I yelled.

“The…um…greatest threat is coming.”

“Kronos?!”

“No, even bigger.”

“Something even bigger than an army of Titans pairing up with the greatest dark wizard known to the wizarding world!?” Annabeth yelled.

“Something old and dark is stirring okay? I don’t know what but I can sense it. And I eavesdropped on father once. He was really tensed about something, something known as the Doors of death!”

Doors of…?

“The Doors of Death!? And you just forgot to tell this to us!?” Annabeth exclaimed with a horror-struck expression.

“The spirits are feeling restless too.” Harry’s mum muttered. “The thing is, we are having this feeling of utmost freedom these days.”

“And the Fields of Punishment also seem to be more chaotic than usual.” George’s twin Fred grumbled.

“Father hardly ever comes out now. He used to make a few appearances but now he just stays locked up in his castle.” Nico said.

“Do you think our parents would know what’s going on?” Clarisse asked.

“Olympusis closed down remember?”

“But…” Clarisse frowned.

An uncomfortable feeling was settling in my stomach. I didn’t know what it was but it was making me restless.

“Guys, summoning so many spirits is making me tired. Can we call it a day?”

This feeling was slowly growing. It was like I should be expecting something.

All the spirits started slowly fading away. There were some sad good byes but it was too dark to see the tears. “Let’s go back to the castle and sleep. It’s been a long day!” I knew Hermione was trying to be brave but the faint tear streaks on her face were a dead give away.

My head had started to hurt by then. I clutched my head.

“Percy, are you alright?” Annabeth asked with a worried expression.