The 3 lives of the son of Artemis

Chapter 11: The Freed One

Harry p.o.v

I awoke to Madam Pomfrey fussing over me, probably looking for any injuries that I could have. She only noticed me once she seemed satisfied with her work. "Harry, you only have a minor concussion, however I would advise you to avoid anyting that could make you hit your head. If I were you though, I would find out who the person who claimed that he is your brother is" she siad in her french accent. I only nod before i'm allowed up and walking outside for some fresh air. As iIdo, I instantly regret my desicion. Just outside the great doors of Hogwarts, was the guts and skin of Voldemort. I run back inside before hurling out my insides and passing out, my head bobbing in the toilet filled with my own throw-up.

Percy p.o.v

After I flashed away, I reappear in front of Odin and Frigg's thrones. I instantly drop to one knee in a show of respect. "Rise young hero," Odin boomed, "we have another quest for ypu. You will go to the island where Fenrir is chained. If he is, report back. If not however, you will search for him and when you find him, you either try to rechain him, report back to us, or try to kill Fenrir, which woukd most likely end your life and send you back to Hel's/Hades' realm. All I needed to do was nod before Odin flashes me to the port where I could get a ride to Fenrir's island. The portman there was part frost-giant so when I said I was on a quest for Odin, he instantly let me on in fear of what Odin would do to him and his race if he did not comply. He took me to the island then turn tail and sailed as quickly as he could to go back to his safe, comfy port. The island was covered in a thick band of lavender which intoxicated my nose with its sweet smell. In the center of the hill, the rope in which Fenrir was chained on see,ed to be bitten off. He must have been sloely bitting through the rope with the centuries he has been on this cursed plain. Percy, didn't at first notice this because of the sweet, intoxicating, loving scent of the lavender. 

Fenrir p.o.v

I had finally escaped from that hell-hole when I sensed a presence on my island. It felt and smelled loke a weaker version of my worst enemy, Vithar. Therefore, this must be his grandson that I had heard about. I quicky jump into the ocean surrounding the ocean and swim away. As I do so, I see that he is in a daze, probably from the intoxicating sent of the lavender that coats the island. After what I believe was a day or two, a large towering object appeared into my vision. From the distance I was at it seemed like a small town of huts, however when I got closer I realized that the largest of building there was the size of me in my largest form. When I saw this I licked my lips hungrily at the thought of how big that meal would be. It's time for the big dog to eat.