The Elder Dragons are an old race, as old as the magic that permeates this world. They are the oldest of races and in the times of fire and lava at the formation of this world, they were there, and they developed hard scales, harder than diamond, and wings to fly above the fire and death in the burning world below. Then the fire went and the lava cooled, and the Earth was still. And the Elders remained. The ice spread from the north, coating the Earth in frost, and the Elders developed fire as a way to remind themselves of their beginnings and keep warm on the merciless ice. Then, as the seasons of the earth changed and the humans came from the trees and built on the land, the Elders developed their ability to change into these new creatures and back into their true selves at will. Some split off at this point, becoming dumber and cruder, and lost the title of Elder. As the humans became smarter and were able to wield the magic of this world, the Darkest of all, the darkness without a name, came unto this world, and the Elders met their match. In the first time in millennia the Elder Dragons were afraid. They were driven to near extinction, until they retreated from this earth, and flew away, lost, leaving their cousins, the dragons, behind. But one remains. She doesn't know the secrets of her race, the secrets of the world she finds herself in. All she knows is that she is different. -------------------------------------------------- Harry Potter based fanfic introducing a new character (her POV) from book 3 and seeing where it takes the story. Incomplete. Sporadic updates (sorry) Bit of humor, bit of drama, no romance so far. Thanks for reading this :)

What if Percy, Annabeth and Thalia aren't just demigods. What if Percy's mum is a witch? What if Annabeth's Dad was a wizard? What if Thalia, though her mum is mortal, what if she is a witch? What happens when they go to Hogwarts and be friend the golden trio? Be prepared for a whole year of trouble, fun and secrets. I do not own Percy Jackson or the Heroes of Olympus. Rick Riordon does. I do not own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does

This is basically a book of the greatest quotes from The Percy Jackson and The Olympians and The Heroes Of Olympus series combined! :D All quotes used here belong to the rightful author, Rick Riordan (my idol <3)

I took one last, longing glance at my former home over my shoulder. I wished I could stay, but what was there to stay for? Annabeth deserted me, my father hated me and the campers no longer knew me as the hero who saved Olympus twice. This is the end, I thought. Taking a deep breath and blinking back tears in my eyes, I stepped through the portal. 10 000 years later, Percy is Commander Epsilon, leader of the Elite team in Lord Chaos' army. With his warriors by his side, they are all forced to return to Camp-Half Blood to save the planet from the darkest force in all the known worlds. Can Percy forgive those who betrayed him in time to save Earth from Destruction? DISCLAIMER: This is the disclaimer for the whole book. I don't own any Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus characters (If only!). Rick Riordan does (Lucky him!). NOTE: This book was written before the House of Hades. Please forgive any mistakes made because of this. Try for a little imagination ;)

My name is Katrina. I have my differences in the world. Number 1: I am a Wondla: a race of humans that can transform into one specific creature, but sort of evolve up to a certain stance from that form. Number 2: I have received an acceptance letter to a place called Hogwarts. My name is Katrina the Wondla, and this is my story.

Alexandra Potter must decide to sacrifice herself in order for her brother to live. Or let the world suffer in terror. Will she become evil like how so many predicted? Or die before she can have a chance to decide.

It's so cold...I feel like I'm freezing up. Literally. I felt like everything inside was beginning to change...who I was, what I was, and just me. I opened my icy blue eyes. Everyone I knew, Annabeth, The Seven, the Gods, everyone except my mother, Paul, and Grover, betrayed me or wanted me dead. I'm a demigod on the run. And I'm losing myself to a part of me that I never knew existed. The morning dew on the leaves around me froze to crystallized droplets as I walked by. Just as I was admiring the beauty of it all, a shout came from behind me and I turned. A hunter was pointing my way and more people came. Twenty more hunters, and roughly forty demigods. I turned away from them and ran while taking out my sword. Riptide. It wasn't what it used to be. Before it had a blue green colored trident etched into a glowing bronze metal and a golden hilt. Now? The bronze glowed silver because of a thin layer of deadly ice. The trident became an icy blue, just as my eyes had changed and the hilt was now black and silver. Why? I'm changing. The world destroyed me. So I'm changing. To someone I'm not. I can't stop it. I can keep running before I freeze over entirely. Then I'll be unstoppable. = = = so im writing a second draft and i realized i screwed up the whole plot in this story because it wasnt meant to be cliche but it turned out to be so this is gonna be the first version and the second version im writing at an incredibly slow rate so yeah this version is not the best to say it nicely [lowercase and terrible grammar intended because I'm lazy]

just a bunch of funny conversations between the demigods. :)

Have you ever looked back in your life and thought that it was completely messed up? Well do me a favour and look back again through all the messed up things that have happened to you and then tell your self that other people have it worse. Way worse. Guess who in talking about? 
 Go on I dare you. Guess 
 Yup you guessed right. 
 It's me. 
 Who am I? Well I'm Leila Potter... Yeah, yeah calm yourselves people... I am the only living daughter of James and lily potter, the sister of Harry Potter and the girl who lived. THE ONLY CHARACTER THAT BELONGS TO ME IS LEILA, MY MIND IS NOT SMART ENOUGH TO COME UP WITH THE AMAZINGNESS THAT ARE THE PERCY JACKSON AND HARRY POTTER WORLDS

Why am I alive? I shouldn't be. My death was about a year ago, on a boat. So why, am I alive again? And why am I in San Francisco?