"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO or HP, J.K. Rowling and Rick Riordan do. Also I did not make this cover, all rights go to the artist Yes, Nico, at HOGWARTS. Harry and Ron will be b*tches. Hermione less so. Solangelo is my OTP. I love it. The Ghost King travels alone, to a Magic School far from home. To find the Trio made of gold. The Sun and Sea will come when foretold. And help stop the Dark Lord's Closing Hold.