Arrival
Watching Harry Potter
Philosopher Stone
Prologue (2)
THE ARRIVAL
A meeting was occurring between the Olympians after the close call with Kronos after the battle of Manhattan. Everything had been cleaned up and the rubble was gone. Annabeth Chase had already given in her blueprints to the new Mount Olympus and so far, only the throne room had been completed.
So it was a surprise when a liquid white mist poured around the throne room and connected and condensed until a range of figures appeared. The mist bled away, revealing actual people that’d been brought forth. They all were in groups. One group had the familiar weapons of demigods, but the two other groups had strange sticks of wood, pointed straight at the others.
“What the hell’s going on?” A male with slightly curly brown hair and glasses asked, standing in front of a red-head woman who was rolling her green eyes.
“James?” It came from the other group; his eyes were wide. Curly black ringlets fell past his face.
“S-Sirius?” James whispers.
“Prongs! Lily!” Sirius was bounding towards them. James sucked in a gasp and clutched him close. Another male from the group Sirius had come from split off from the others. His eyes was a slight amber colour, hair a light brown and scars marred his face and neck, a light pink colour. “Moony.” His voice was hushed.
“Sirius.” Remus whimpered. Sirius threw himself at Remus and kissed him, curling his arms around him. Someone squeaked, cheeks red. They pulled apart and Remus hugged Lily and James. “Lily, James, your son—”
“Our son, our son—where is he? Where’s my baby?” Lily demanded, eyes darting around.
“Lils—” James started, eyes filling with tears.
“Where’s my son?” Lily roared, eyes flashing, hands sparking. Her hair became staticky. Someone sucked in a gasp.
“He’s fine, Lils, he’s fine. He’s grown into a beautiful, kind young man.” Remus murmured. Lily slumps.
“He’s alive. Oh god, he’s alive.” Lily covers her face and turns when James curls his arms around her, crying softly. “I thought … I’d hoped after …” Lily stopped, shaking her head. Sirius frowns, exchanging a glance with Remus but stops when James glares at them, shaking his head.
“Who are you?” Zeus demanded.
“They are my children.” Hecate said, appearing suddenly. The gods and goddesses stare at her. “Not related. No, no. They are the race of children I made that possess magic. There’s people from different time lines. I brought forth demigods as well since well, they relate to my chosen and have interacted with his son, so their fates are tied.” Hecate says, before she introduced each other them.
From the time before or after the Battle of Hogwarts: Draco Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy, Remus Lupin, Fred Weasley, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Albus Dumbledore, Hagrid, Pomona Sprout, Filius Flitwick, Sirius Black, Lily Potter, James Potter, Dorcas Meadowes, Marlene McKinnon, and Regulus Black.
From the time before, during or after the Battle of Manhattan with Kronos: Clarisse La Rue, Chris Rodriguez, Luke Castellan, Michael Yew, Lee Fletcher, Paul Blofis, Sally Jackson, Travis Stoll, Connor Stoll, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, George Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Dudley Dursley, Ginny Weasley and Neville Longbottom.
From the time before, after or during the Battle with Gaia: Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Thalia Grace, Piper McLean, Jason Grace, Grover Underwood, Leo Valdez, Calypso, Will Solace, Nico di Angelo and Teddy Lupin-Black.
“All the gods and goddesses are from after the Battle of Manhattan.” Hecate said. “Except Thanatos and I. Don’t worry, Hades, all time has been suspended for now in this bubble. It is something I can do, though it doesn’t happen often, if once a millennia.” The gods nodded, though they looked weary. “Before we begin and I bring my chosen forth, there are some secrets that demigods need to reveal.”
Percy stepped forth. He looked sheepish. “Uh, Sally Jackson isn’t my mother. I … er, she’s my aunt and the reason she poses as my mother is because my real parent, not Poseidon, has a lot of enemies and they didn’t want that back lash which is why I’m called Percy Jackson most of the time. Lady Hecate, can you explain about the … uh, phenomenon most of the demigods don’t know about?” She giggled, looking amused.
“Right. I have gifted some of my children the ability to conceive. Males can get pregnant in the wizarding world, though it takes two powerful males to do so. Since Perseus’s father—”
“Mama. It’s just easier. Plus he goes mama bear on me and Teddy. Oh, Teddy’s my brother.” Percy says. A blue haired male steps forward. He looks around eighteen. His hair goes black, making people gasp. “He’s a Metamorphagus, he can change what he looks like.”
“Yes, thank you.” Hecate says, smiling. “But since Perseus’s mama was powerful and he sired Perseus with a god, Perseus was able to be conceived.” Hecate said.
“So both your parents are men?” One of the demigods asked. Percy nodded, rubbing the back of his neck.
“So’s mine, though dad decided to ask one of his friends that was related to papa to carry me. Her name was Tonk’s, and I call her mum. So, I have four parents technically. There’s dad, papa, mum, and mama.” Teddy counts them off his fingers. Remus gasps, staring at Teddy with wide eyes.
“What’s your full name?”
Teddy bites his lip. “Theodore Regulus Black-Lupin.” Remus reaches for Sirius. “My dad and papa are Remus Lupin and Sirius Black and Nymphadora Tonks carried me though I call her mum because she deserves that title.” He smiles. Sirius drags Remus over to Teddy and hugs him tightly.
“Wait, what about you, Percy? If Sally’s your aunt then who’s your other parent?”
“My name’s Perseus Severus Potter-Black, my mama’s Hadrian James Potter-Black.” Lily claps a hand to her mouth, eyes filling with tears. James approaches him and his hand is shaking when he runs a hand through Percy’s hair.
“You have the Potter hair.” His voice breaks. Percy sniffles.
“Hey, grandad. Grandma.” Percy whispered. James embraces him, catching Lily when she throws herself towards them. “I’ve heard so many stories about you from mama.” Once everyone’s calmed down, the demigods still staring at the Potter and Lupin-Black’s with wide eyes, Hecate clears her throat.
“I shall bring my chosen, Hadrian James Potter-Black forth. He is … jittery and battle hardened. I wouldn’t approach him until he’s registered his surroundings.” She said, tone amused. She snaps a finger and white envelops them. When it fades, someone lands in a defensive stance, sword in his hands, green eyes dangerous and deadly. His hair is a mess and blood is dripping from his cheek from a cut. His hands are crackling with magic. The smell of ozone is strong in the air. His shoulders are tense.
His eyes dart around, and he notices the demigods, tensing even more. Then he sees Hermione and Ron and his shoulders relax. “Where the hell are we?”
“Lady Hecate decided to gather us here for some reason.” Harry frowns and jerks his chin. A holster appears at his waist, and he slides the sword in its sheath. He brings a finger up to his cheek and the cut heals. He rubs the blood away and runs a hand through his hair, moving it out of his eyeline. He sees Sally and smiles.
“Hey, Sal.”
“Harry, it’s good to see you again.” Sally hugs him, kissing his cheek. “You have to visit more with Percy and Teddy.” Harry smirks.
“You mean bring more cookies.”
“That too. Your cooking is amazing.” Harry laughs and yelps when Percy and Teddy run over, smashing into him. “And I miss the boys of course.” Harry grins at her before his arms go around his sons and he brings them closer, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply.
“Have you offended Lady Hecate, Perseus?”
“Mama, I swear I haven’t!” Percy protests.
“Uh-huh.” Harry doesn’t sound convinced.
Thanatos chuckles, bleeding from the shadows. Nico eyes him. “He truly hasn’t, treasure.”
“Don’t call my treasure, asshole, unless you want a sword in your side.” Harry retorts. Percy snickers and Thanatos glides forward, pouting. Harry smirks. “Nice to see you again, Thanny.” Thanatos scowled before shrugging and hugging Harry, who embraces back before tugging himself away, eyes wandering the room.
“Thanks for the help with Gaia, mama.” Percy said. Harry glances at him.
“You helped with Gaia?” Jason asked. Harry smiled.
“She would’ve rose about a month earlier if I wasn’t feeding my magic into the earth to stop her from waking up. But something the earth rebels.”
“So you saved our lives and the world.” Piper whispered. Harry shrugs.
“Wouldn’t be the first time.” Harry said.
“What do you mean?” One demigod asked.
Hermione snorts. “Harry was a prophecy child just like his son. ‘The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ... The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies ...’” Hermione quotes.
“And then there was another. ‘It will happen tonight ... The Dark Lord lies alone and friendless, abandoned by his followers. His servant has been chained these twelve years. Tonight, before midnight ... the servant will break free and set out to rejoin his master. The Dark Lord will rise again with his servant's aid, greater and more terrible than ever he was. Tonight ... before midnight ... the servant ... will set out ... to rejoin ... his master ...’” Ron recites. Harry shoves them away, scowling.
“It wasn’t that bad. My son had it worse.”
“You were hunted your whole entire life by someone who wanted to kill you.” Ginny snorts. “Oh, yeah, that’s definitely not as bad as either saving or being Olympus’ downfall.”
“Shut up, Ginerva.”
“Make me, Hadrian.” Ginny retorts. She squeals as freezing cold water drops over her. Eyes look to Percy who’s snickering.
“Not me.” Eyes go to Poseidon who shakes his head. “Dad would’ve made it sea water. No, it was mama.” Harry laughs and waves a hand. Ginny’s dry once more.
“Perks of magic.” Harry said. He opened his mouth to say something else when he caught sight of Sirius, Remus, Lily, and James, freezing. “Moony? Padfoot? Mum? Dad?”
“Hadrian.” James breathes.
“My baby.” Lily cries, running over, smashing into him. Harry gasps, being enveloped by the three marauders. “Oh, you’ve grown beautifully. You’re so handsome and you had a beautiful baby. My grandsons perfect! You’re perfect. Oh, and you rumpled in the sheets with a god—good for you son—”
“Lily!” James shrieked. Harry, Remus, and Sirius burst into laughter.
“Grandma, ew, that’s my mama and dad you’re talking about!” Percy whines.
“Well, Percy, dear, they had to have you somehow, huh? How do you think Hadrian was born. Your granddad is quite an animal in the bed, my dear—”
“Mum, seriously?”
“I’m Sirius.” Sirius interjected, cackling at the groans from the other.
“Really, brother?” Regulus demanded. Sirius gasped and turned.
“Reggie!” Sirius tackled him to the floor, crying. Harry slipped from his parents hold and approached Severus. Their eyes met and Harry’s magic rose, crackling around them. Severus sighed and lowered his eyes.
“I am sorry—”
“Thank you.” Harry said, hugging Severus. Severus froze.
“W-What?”
“Thank you for saving my life so many times. I named Perseus after you. Thank you, Severus.” Severus slumped and buried himself into Harry embrace, breath hitching. “And you should go for Regulus, you know. He feels the same, trust me.” Harry pulled himself away and smiled. Severus nodded and cleared his throat, glancing at Lily. “Go to mum. She’ll forgive you.”
Severus slipped around him and walked over. He said something, Lily’s face unreadable. Everyone turned when there was a solid slap, Severus’s head rearing to the side. Then Lily started crying and threw herself at Severus, hugging him tight. Severus hugged her back desperately, looking up at James, who’s face was unreadable before he suddenly gave a small smile. Harry was astonished when James and Remus both apologised. He was even more astonished when Sirius dragged Regulus over, apologising sincerely to Severus and throwing his brother into Severus’ arms. The marauders and Lily cheered when Regulus gave Severus a shy look before kissing him softly.
Harry laughed and turned to his youngest son, placing an arm around Teddy. “Introduce me to your demigod friends, sweetheart.”
“Sure thing, mama.” He went through all of them, choking on some names that Harry knew to be already gone. Harry nodded and shook their hands, smiling softly. It didn’t escape his notice when Percy blushed on some names, like Jason, Will and Nico. Harry would have to have a talk with him and tell him that love came in all shapes and sizes and that you could love more than one person and that would be okay. When they were finished, the others witches and wizards came forth, introducing themselves and who they were to Harry and Percy.
“So why are we here again?” Harry asked, turning to stare at Hecate. Hecate grinned slyly.
“You shall watch scenes from my chosen’s life.”
Petunia makes a noise, scoffing. “And why do I have to be here?” She demanded. Lily peered at her and gave a small gasp.
“Tuney?” Petunia sneered at her.
“Lilian.”
Lily scowled back at her. “It’s Lily. Lily Potter.” Lily smacked James on the chest when he puffed his chest up proudly. “Don’t you dare be so proud, mister. You look like a bloody peacock. I’ll pull out your feathers.” James slumps, grinning sheepishly and snickering as Lily kisses his cheek. Percy giggles.
“I really like grandma, mama.” Harry smiles at him.
“I really like your grandma too, baby.” Percy smiled up at him and hugged him, sighing softly. Hecate twirled her wrist and sofas spread alongst the throne room. She snapped her fingers, and the gods and goddesses were normal sized just like their thrones. Zeus scowled but didn’t say anything. Another snap and two thrones for Thanatos and herself sat there. She seated herself with a flourish.
“Now, for the fun part.” She waves a hand. A screen appears on the wall, lighting up a dark black colour.
Harry holds his breath before releasing it when he’s tugged to his seat, Percy on his other side. Lily sits herself next to him, slinging her arm around his shoulder and tugging him into her body, pressing a kiss to his brow. “No matter what we watch nor see, I am so proud of you, and I’ll love you forever. No matter what.”
“Thanks, mum.” Harry whispers. Lily kisses his forehead and smiles heartbreakingly down at him. Then she turned to look at the screen.
Harry braced himself for the inevitable mess of what was to come.