Chapter 112 - Crossover Fanfiction 14 - Harry and the Gods (1/2)
Plot: Deciding enough is enough, Harry makes his way to Gringotts and finds out a few interesting things. Taking a portkey to his destiny, what antics will Harry get up to now?
Crossover: Harry Potter x Percy Jackson
Pairing: HPxZoe
Harry Potter scowled out of the window of his small room. It had been three weeks since he had seen Cedric's death and been dumped on his relatives with a pat on his back. Not one word had been spoken to him by the wizarding world since then, not one person had checked on Harry's mental health. For Christ's sake, he had just seen a friend murdered right before his eyes and no one was concerned? Harry knew that Dumbledore would most likely be involved in the politics of the wizarding world and the earliest he could see him was late this summer. It was a good thing that Harry hid his intelligence and some of his friendships from his so called best friends. He most likely would have stewed all summer and unleashed all of his pent up emotions in one go and then instantly forgiven one and all. That was probably his godfather's plan come to think of it. He knew that if his godfather had really wanted to, he would have contacted Harry. The man had contacted him when he had just escaped Azkaban and every Auror was out looking for him. The heat had died down considerably by now, so it was obvious that his godfather was ignoring him as well. Harry had given his friends and honorary family three weeks to contact him and four years to teach him about the wizarding world and his place in it. It was time for Harry to meet the goblins.
”Hello Dursleys,” Harry greeted his family in the morning.
”What do you want boy, we've left you alone, now you're supposed to keep out of normal lives,” Vernon spat.
”Indeed,” Harry mused, ”Which is why I've come to talk to you about getting your help to get me completely out of your hair for the summer if not the rest of our lives.”
Vernon had almost interrupted his nephew when Harry had said he needed help, but now he was glad he didn't. Getting rid of his nephew for the rest of the summer, maybe life, oh Vernon wasn't going to pass this chance up. ”Okay boy, what do you need?”
”A ride to London tomorrow and to be dropped off where I can get my school supplies. After that I will either be out of your hair, or I will need to return for a few day while everything is put together.”
Vernon could bȧrėly contain his glee at the prospect, it wouldn't even be that far out of his way in the morning. ”Very well Harry,” He said shocking all those that were at the kitchen as Vernon rarely ever called Harry by his name. ”I leave at 7:30 every morning so I expect you to be packed and ready to go tomorrow.”
”Yes Uncle Vernon,” Harry said and then backed out of the kitchen. Harry didn't want to push his luck and decided to start packing. The drive the next morning was silent and both occupants in the car were perfectly fine with that. No words were exchanged as Harry removed his trunk and owl cage from the car. Making his way into the Leaky Cauldron, Harry shrunk both the trunk and cage and pocketed them as he made his way to Gringotts. Since it was still rather early in the morning there were no visitors in the lobby of the bank, which made it quite simple for him to approach a teller.
”What do you want wizard?”
”I wish to speak to the representative of the People that manages the Potters account. I have much gold to spend and all can be spent at Gringotts.”
This caught the attention of many of the goblins in the atrium. A wizard had just addressed their nation correctly and had promised a profit to Gringotts. This was quickly noticed by all as goblins loved a profit. ”Very well Mr. Potter, I will summon your account manager for your business.”
”Thank you master goblin.”
It was only a few minutes later that Harry was escorted to the account manager's office as a surlier looking goblin looked down on him. ”It's about time you've come to see me Mr. Potter, we were beginning to get annoyed at your ignoring of the letters we sent.”
”Ah, then you must be another group that was blocked by the illegal owl ward that was placed on me by the oh so intelligent ministry of magic. Sorry about that. I have never received any correspondence from Gringotts and only the fact that I branched out with a few secret friends did I know that I had more than my trust vault.”
”If this is true Mr. Potter then we must correct this wrongful act placed upon you. Drop a bit of you blood on here and we'll see what all Gringotts needs to do for you today.”
Harry James Potter Age: 15
Son of: Lily Potter (nee Evans) and James Potter
Heir of: Potter, Black, Peverell, Gryffindor families.
Magical core blocked 65% blocked: 40% Lily Potter, 25% Albus Dumbledore
Partial Metamorphous Talents 95% blocked
Natural Occulmency Barriers 100% blocked
Natural Parseltongue
Soul Leech Present
Illegal charms present: Tracking, Mail wards, blood wards
Legacy of Greek Goddess: Hecate and Nemesis
Harry stared at the parchment as he slowly digested the information in front of him. His anger was much at the blocks on his magic and the illegal wards, but what he was focused on was the confusion at the last two lines. ”Oh Mr. Potter, I'm only sorry that you didn't meet me sooner as my days just got a lot more interesting,” The goblin cackled. ”So, I'm sure you have many questions, ask your first.”
”What does it mean legacy of Greek gods?”
”Ah, I figured that would be your first one. Since you were raised by mundanes I ȧssume one of your school lesson discussed the Greek Parthenon. Well, all those stories are real. They aren't the entire truth as many stories were mixed up through translation errors, but the gods and monsters are very much alive in this world.”
”So you're saying that Ze…”
”Hold it Mr. Potter, names are powerful in the realm of Mythology and you would do well not to casually throw out names, especially those of the big three. That will just attract monsters nearby. But, yes Mr. Potter the Greek myths are alive and well today in America and I believe your next adventure awaits there.”
”Very well, I learned just five years ago that there was a secret society hidden from non-magical folks, what's one more that I am thrust into?” Harry chuckled nervously. ”Alright next question, what the hell is a soul leech?”
At this the goblin grew angry, and it did not help him in the beauty department, ”Soul leeches are the vilest acts of magic you human wizards can make. It is a part of a whole soul that was split and to split your soul usually means the murdering of an innocent. This magic is what you would call a horcrux and no known human magic can get rid of the soul without destroying the container.”
”And yet, you said human magic.”
”Good, you caught that, I would not be doing business with a dunderhead. Goblins have a ritual that can remove the soul piece from you and also any other soul pieces made by the same person and destroy them. The good news for you is that we goblins do this service for free and the ritual will also remove all of your blocks and catch your body up to where it should be.”