I didn't know when I had fallen asleep. This would not be the first time I had slept in midair. And as always, demigod dreams took over me. I was at camp half blood, but it was almost unrecognisable. It was overrun by the creatures which had kidnapped me. But instead of the familiar noise of battle ringing in my years, I heard nothing. There was an eerie silence, which reverberated the rattling noise of the creatures breath. And when all hope seemed to be lost, suddenly someone shouted, EXPECTO PATRONUM! And the scene shifted. Now I was in a place I didn't recognize. It looked like a throne room, which had lost its grandeur over the years. Where the courtiers were supposed to sit was a thick layer of dust and a bunch of cobwebs. And on what seemed like the throne, sat a man shrouded in darkness, holding a stick in one hand and a wine goblet in the other. The wine goblet had been engraved with the words, "For the Greater Good".
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Harry Potter and the Son of Poseidon
FanfictionWhen Harry learns about some Americans coming to London, he hardly knows that this is the beginning of a whole new adventure. There is a dark force rising, and Harry must team up with these Americans who claim that they are 'half bloods' coming to i...
