[ABANDONED] The Broken Protector (Percy Jackson/Harry Potter Crossover)

Dull Sea-Green Eyes

A/N: Wassup fellow demigods/magical people! First fanfiction here! And... I'm procrastinating, whoops. PM or comment if you guys got any suggestions! P.S. Almost everything is in Percy's Third Person POV! Cover art isn't mine! It is the brilliance of viria and vvivaa

Disclaimer: Percy Jackson and Harry Potter aren't mine, they're Rick Riordan's and JK Rowling's

Camp Half-Blood, Third Person
A lone camper of the age of seventeen sat atop the crest of Half-Blood Hill, his feet dangling off the branch on which he sat on. A dragon with scales colored copper and intelligent yellow eyes encircled the tree that the camper sat upon, gazing out into the forested area beyond the boundaries of the camp. The dragon let out a snort, smoke puffing out of its nostrils, before it laid down, drifting off to a light sleep.

The camper expertly twirled a cheap-looking pen around his fingers, also scanning the forested area. His dull sea-green eyes glanced down at the dragon in fondness, before it snapped back up to the sound of a snapping of twigs. A groan was heard nearby, and the camper sat as still as he could, ready to uncap his pen.

A head of dark hair came into view, before a boy no older than twelve was seen dragging a semi-conscious satyr towards the boundaries of camp. A growl was heard nearby them and the boy squeaked in fear. The satyr's nose merely twitched. The camper with the dull sea-green eyes cautiously jumped down from his perch on a branch, making his way over to the boy. The dragon was also at full attention, a little irritated that his nap was interrupted, "Help me," The boy said hoarsely, dragging the satyr over to the older teen.

"Go to the house painted in blue. It's that really big house right there," The older teen said, pointing at the three-story house that was the Big House. The boy nodded, although a little wearily, before he turned and made his way towards the Big House, his satyr friend getting dragged along behind him, "Now what?" The older teen muttered, uncapping his pen. A three-foot long Celestial Bronze xiphos suddenly sprung forward, a slight shimmering aura surrounded it.

The growl sounded much closer this time, before a hellhound sprung from the bushes. It's red eyes glinting and it's mouth frothy. The camper turned with lightning-fast speed, slashing his sword through its middle like it was snow. The hellhound growled one last time before it dissolved into sand, which got whisked away by a breeze. The camper raised an unimpressed eyebrow before his face smoothed out once more into a blank mask. He touched the tip of his sword to the pen cap that he threw off to the side, and it transformed back into an old cheap-looking pen. The dragon snorted, a little burst of fire coming out of a left nostril. The camper sighed, running a hand through his dark, messy hair, before patting the dragon, "Nothing much is going on, Peleus," The camper spoke softly, and Peleus the dragon nuzzled the hand that was patting him, "I'm not used to so much peace without... Annabeth," The camper bowed his head in grief. Peleus blinked intelligent yellow eyes at the teen, before it lightly pushed the camper towards the camp behind him.

"Yo, Perce!" Another camper appeared within earshot of the camper with dull sea-green eyes, "I'm going to take over now, yeah?" The other camper quirked an eyebrow at the teen with dull sea-green eyes.

"Sure, Travis," The camper said, rolling his dull sea-green eyes. The other camper, Travis, patted the camper on the back, before turning around and whistling a merry tune, twirling a Celestial Bronze sword. Travis started humming, his head full of brown curls started lightly nodding to the tune. The image was completed by the slight skip to his walk.

The camper with dull sea-green eyes shook his head, the corners of his lips quirked up into an amused smirk. He headed back the way Travis came, and towards the dining pavilion where some campers already started leaving.

The camper with dull sea-green eyes has a name. His name was Percy Jackson. He lost everything during the Second Giant War.

A/N: Although it was pretty short, I hoped you guys still enjoyed it!