Collision Course

Chapter Thirty

Headmaster McGonagall's POV

I watched Tira leave my office quietly.

I truly felt terrible for her, but I knew it was her sanity for the sake of the entire world.

 I hope she could handle this right. My heart was with her. Just, thankfully, she wasn't a child of Poseidon. Then I'd be rooting for the other side... I think.

 Percy was the only spawn of the sea I'd even slightly consider tolerating... and only because of Annabeth.

 I don't think I could tolerate any more children of Poseidon.

 But there was poor Tira. She was the daughter of Olympus's most insane goddess, full of crazy visions of love, and someone even more terrible.

 I got up and walked to my window, watching her race to meet the other demigods. I hope their quest is successful.

 Unlike my daughter, I didn't feel like distancing myself from them, and I hoped Astoria would realize she made a mistake.

 Tira may be a time bomb ticking away, but she was sweet and kind hearted. I just hoped she'd stay that way and stay loyal to Olympus so that my father didn't have to strike her down. And hopefully... No its to risky to hope for that.

 I sighed. Why did dread and sadness have to lie in the wake of every demigod?

 Hopefully I could get help from some extra sunny person that I knew of.

 I would flash to Olympus later for Apollo's cheery attitude. 

 What? I can do that! I can flash to Olympus!

 I was Minerva McGonagall. The headmaster, and teacher in Hogwarts the school of witchcraft and wizardry, but... I was also... Minerva.

 Minerva, the Roman goddess of of wisdom and sponsor of arts, trade, and strategy.

 But I think you already guessed that. At least I hope you already have guessed that.

 Suddenly, I felt trouble in my soul for Tira. Gods and Goddess have souls right?

 Glancing out the tower's windows, I saw her go under the water in the lake, and Harry go after her.

 I knew Poseidon would have done something if he hadn't, but Harry didn't know that. He was a good boy, through and through, but he had this sad bit of biased hate to poor Slytherin house. I hoped him saving her would help- she needed him to get along with her. It would be a tremendous help to her to have the 'Golden Trio' as three on the quest.

 I chuckled at the name. They truly were the golden trio- after Percy, Annabeth, and Grover.

 Annabeth. My half daughter. I missed her, Athena was the only one allowed to see her, and I didn't really get along with my other side. I'm just lucky to be allowed to see Astoria. She was sweet too.