Hermione POV:

After the "event", we were sent back to our common rooms.

Sadly, all of today's classes were canceled. I tried to take a nap, like some of the other students. However, I couldn't stop thinking about what happened earlier today. Not that I was scared or anything(I've been in scarier situations before), but I was thinking about what Kelly had said.

Hero of Olympus? What does that mean?

Too bad I could finish my thoughts.

"Knock knock," Piper interrupted.

I smiled, not showing any of my confusing. I responded, "Hi."

"We were planning to get together in the common room. Wanna come?"

I nodded my head.

"Great! Let's go down."

I slowly got up from my bed, and we headed downstairs.

Percy, Jason, and Nico were in a deep conversation as Calypso, and Hazel came from their respective common rooms.

Percy was saying, "We know that the prophecy is about me and Harry. I'm the son of the Sea, and Harry is the Chosen One. The 'Chosen One will begin to trust' is a little tricky. What does it mean by 'trust'."

Jason then said, "But what does the next line mean? 'The Savior will become more'."

Piper then cleared her throat. Clearly telling them that I'm here.

Percy looked at me and said, "I wanted you to get to know my friends a little more. Along with myself. Even though we've been friends for about 2 weeks, I don't know a lot about Hermione Granger, and you don't know too much about The Great Perseus Jackson!"

I thought that last part was a joke. But when everyone just nodded at the "Great Perseus Jackson" part, I added that to my list of things that are a little mysterious.

I decided to continue the conversation, and I said, "Well, I was born in the year 2000(this takes place in the 2018-19 school year because that was when I started the story, and the Golden Trio is 1 year older than Percy). I'm a muggle-born, which means that both my parents are normal humans. I've been the top of my class since my first day at Hogwarts."

Percy then said, "Well... that was a handful. My name is Perseus Jackson, but I go by Percy. I have ADHD and dyslexia. I was born on August 18, 2001. I was raised by my amazing mom. I've been kicked out six schools. I've blown up two schools. I accidentally hit fired a war cannon at a school bus during a field trip. I also accidentally hit the wrong lever while on a field trip to Sea World, and my class and I took an unexpected swim with some sharks."

By the end, Percy's friends were laughing while my mouth gaped open. "I don't know anyone who's been kicked out of one school let alone six."

Percy shrugged and said, "You should hear about Annabeth. Her family was constantly getting attacked, and her stepmom blamed her for everything. Just because she didn't give birth to her."

Jason put a hand on Percy's shoulder, as Percy's eyes started to form tears.

He said, "It's okay Percy. She's in Elysium now."

I wondered how he knew that, and it's not like the Underworld even exists. But the Deathly Hallows were real, so who knows, Death may be real too. But the Death part could have been made up. I could have just been a dark wizard saying he is Death.

At this time, we were told to leave our common rooms because it was time for lunch.

I decided to grab some food, before heading to the library. Something didn't seem to add up with Percy and his friends. I was going to do some research on Greek Mythology.

Honestly, there is no way that Greek Mythology is real. But I believe that they are more than human, or wizards.

I grabbed some books on Greek Mythology, and started to read them. One of them was a record with some of the prophecies in the Sibylline Books.

There was one that was very familiar. It was the same as Professor Trelawney's. And she predicted the prophecy involving Harry and Lord Voldemort. I was something to do with a "Child of the Eldest Gods". Is it possible that it had to do with Greek Mythology?

It would make a little sense, because otherwise would she have said that to Percy. And why would he run out afterwards?

There is no way Greek Mythology is real.

However something else also added to my suspicion. One of the books described Poseidon's physical attributes. It said that he had a Mediterranean complexion, disheveled jet black hair that looked like he just arrived from the beach, a neatly trimmed black beard, and bright sea-green eyes.

The scary part was that his description matched Percy exactly, other than the beard.

I decided to put the books away and go to bed because by now it was 8:00. And we would be back to classes tomorrow as well.

I went back to my dorm, and before I could fall asleep, I heard murmuring coming from the common room.

"Do you know what this means? It what your saying is true, it would mean another war. You can't handle another one. Just because your more powerful than any human that's ever existed doesn't mean you can do this. It would be your third war."

I didn't know what was happening, but it was intriguing. I made my was toward the stairs. I heard a small creak from my feet.

"There's someone listening!"

I ran down the stairs, and there was no one there. I knew there was something up with that. I told myself that I'll talk to Harry about it tomorrow. Even though I don't agree with what he's doing to Percy. But he might be right about something about Percy and his friends feeling off.

Time Skip

In the morning I went to breakfast, studying Percy and his friends like a hawk.

Eventually Percy looked at me and said, "Hermione, why are you looking at me like that? You sure your not related to Athena?"

THAT'S IT! He talks about Greek Mythology like it's real, and so comfortably. I asked him, "Percy, do you think that Greek Mythology is real?"

He almost choked on his food before saying, "WHAT! No! Why would you think that I thought Greek Mythology was real?"

"Just because you talk like it's real," I replied with a smile.

Percy said, "Well, I don't. It's just a religion. But even the Pope believes that sometimes, it's just a bunch of crap."

There was a distinctive sound of thunder in the background. As if someone, or something is arguing what he said.

I laughed, "Well it seems that someone disagrees with you."

Percy paled. He quickly changed the subject by asking, "So, what class do we have next?"

I dropped the subject, and answered, "We have potions with Snape."

Percy fist pumped. He finished his breakfast and we went to Potions.

We entered Potions and Snape began to explain our class agenda. He explained, "We will be making another potion today. It is the Draught of Peace. The potion provides the user with personal comfort, calms anxiety and soothes agitation. It is a very difficult potion to brew, and I expect all of you to fail. Including Miss Granger."

I couldn't believe that I might get something under an O grade. But a fail! I couldn't believe that.

Snape then said that we will be working with the person next to us. In my case, it was Percy. Any sliver of hope I had left was gone.

We opened our textbooks and began to make the potion.

Percy POV:

The textbook said that we to set the temperature of the fire to an exact level, and stir the mixture for and exact amount of time. I mentally fist bumped. This was my element! I could control the mixture with with my Poseidon powers, and the level of the fire with my new fire powers.

As Hermione added the ingredients into the mixture, I willed the fire to lower to the exact level it should be. She stirred the mixture and I willed it to stop moving when she stopped. Then, using the ability Hermes gave me, the ability to move at impossible speeds, I added the last ingredient.

After we let the potion cool, Hermione raised her hand, to tell Snape that we're done.

Hermione POV:

When Snape came over, I expected for him to give us an F, but instead he smiled.

He said, "Class! Look over here! Hermione Granger and Percy Jackson have successfully brewed the Draught of Peace potion! They are the first students to ever master this potion. They will be receiving an Outstanding, and 50 points to Gryffindor!"

I was absolutely stunned. When does Snape ever give points to Gryffindor? He never does.

I voiced what I was thinking, and Percy said, "Well, I guess he was just really impressed with us. We make a good team."

I agreed with Percy because so far, when we worked together, Snape gives us a good grade. It might have been a little suspicious, but I was too happy to think of anything else.

After class was over, we went to our dorms. I went to put my books away onto my bed, and headed downstairs.

I heard shouting, and I recognized the voice to be Harry's. He was saying, "Stop being a pussy, Jackson. We all know your working with the remaining Death Eaters."

By now, I was in the common room, making my way through the circle surrounding Percy and Harry.

Percy retorted, "Potter, you think that because you've been through a war, you can do whatever you want. Well guess what. You can't. You're just as bad as my grandfather then."

Harry's face turned red. He said, "And how would you know that?"

I couldn't take it anymore. I screamed, "Shut up! Harry, you're being a bloody dick. Do you think that your parents would approve of this behavior?"

SMACK!

Harry had just slapped me in the face. I fell backward, onto the ground.

Percy's eyes glowed in rage. The earth started to shake. Things around us started to fall and break.

Percy grabbed Harry by the collar of his shirt, and punched him in the gut.

Ron shouted, "Stupefy!"

Percy backed up, but he held his ground.

Ron was stunned. No one could be immune to the effects of the stunning spell. At least without at wand.

Percy let go of Harry and punched Ron in the face.

Harry used his moment to grab his wand and said, "Sectumsempra!"

Percy flew into the wall.

"Nooooooo!" I screamed.

I pulled out my wand and ran over to Percy.

He was bleeding like crazy. I tried to heal him, but it didn't work.

Suddenly, all the surrounding water rose, and rushed to Percy.

Within an instant, Percy was on his feet, completely unharmed.

Professor McGonagall, along with Professor Dumbledore rushed into the common room.

"STOP AT ONCE!" Dumbledore screamed.

Professor McGonagall took us to the infirmary. Madame Pomfrey said that we would be alright, but we should have some rest.

I decided to ask Percy about what happened.

He said, "Harry started it."

I couldn't believe that he was acting like a toddler. I asked, more in depth, "How did the water heal you? One second, you were bleeding like crazy, then the water rose, and you were fine."

Percy paled at this. I continued, "Percy, I suspected that you were hiding something from the beginning. But I figured that since we had just met, you didn't want to say anything. Then I did some research. You bear a striking resemblance to the Greek god Poseidon."

Percy paled even more. "I saw you bleeding with my own eyes. And then the water rose, and you were fine. There is only one explanation to this."

I took a breath and asked, "Percy, are you a demigod?"