Harry had been thinking over the events that had just occurred, deciding to lay down for a bit to clear his mind.
That was his plan, anyways. He sat down and saw a small vial laying on his pillow. A letter was next to it.

Harry opened the letter, and was surprised to see what it said.

Harry,

    I know this is a little weird or whatever. Things happen sometimes and I guess we have to just live with that. Use the vial to see my memories, it can help you make a plan against Voldemort. I'm unable to tell you some things, as I've sworn not to. I decided that if I can't tell you, I'll show you. I don't know what I am to you, but to me you were a good friend for the small time I've known you. Good luck, you'll need it.
 
      -Percy Jackson

Harry looked back at the vial, the clear liquid in it must've been tears. Harry knew exactly what to do with it, he just hoped Dumbledore would understand.

Harry stuffed the vial in his pocket and headed to Dumbledore's office, where his pensieve was.
Percy reaches the headmasters office and knocked, the doors immediately opened.

"Yes Harry?"

"Have you heard that Percy is gone?" Harry asked, walking inside as the doors closed behind him.

"Yes, it's quite unfortunate but there wasn't much we could've done." Dumbledore spoke, "Is there something you need?"

Harry nodded, taking the vial out of his pocket. "Percy left this for me, a vial of tears. I believe he wanted me to use your pensieve to see his memories and gather intel on Voldemort."

Dumbledore nodded and walked over to the pensieve. "Just remember, memories can be altered."

"Like Professor Slughorn." Harry nodded, pouring the tears into the pensieve. "I trust Percy, though. Not as much as I'd like to, but I know that he's trying to help."

Dumbledore nodded and watched as Harry dunked his head into the water.

He was in a kitchen, A man stood there making food. His hands shook greatly, and he stopped to pull down his sleeve. The dark mark. Harry looked at the man in curiosity, he definitely wasn't Percy, so who was he?

He shook his head and rolled down his sleeves, continuing to make eggs and a bottle. The bottle fell to the floor, and the man stared at it before picking it up.

A loud scream was heard and the man ran to the room it came from. A woman, assumed to be his wife, was dead on the floor. Voldemort stood there holding a baby.

"You betrayed me, Poseidon." Voldemort hissed.

"I'm sorry sir, I just thought if I raised my son as a death eater, he wouldn't have a good life! That is why I can no longer follow you!" Poseidon desperately spoke.

"Are you saying that being a death eater is a bad thing?" Voldemort spat, looking straight into Poseidon's eyes.

Harry looked closely at the child, who had the same sea green eyes as Percy. But how could Percy remember something from when he was a baby? Or did he?

Poseidon gulped, "Please Don't Kill my son, I'll do anything!"

"Anything?" Voldemort sneered, "What use would I have with you?"

"I-I don't know sir, just please don't kill him!"

Voldemort set the baby down, and Poseidon let out a sigh of relief. Voldemort slowly walked over to Poseidon, towering over the cowering man. "If you'll do anything, then die."

"Wait please-"

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

The baby started to cry as his father dropped to the floor, dead.

The memory began to change.
Harry looked around, he was in an old house with many people. A small boy that looked like Percy sat on a couch staring at a wand that he held.

"Percy, you need to train." A cloaked woman said. A red ribbon was tied onto her cloak, and her black hair peeked through the hood of the cloak.

"Madam Red, I can't do it. I can't kill them!" Young Percy said in desperation, not looking up from his wand.

"Perseus, the dark lord chose you, and until he returns, we must make you strong." Madam Red crouched down to Percy's height and frowned, "You are our hope."

Percy stood up and walked away, "Why am I hope? What am I supposed to do!"

"Kill Harry Potter, dear. His side is nothing but greedy and murderous. We can't just let them live on." Madam Red grabbed Percy's shoulders and looked him in the eyes, "Voldemort can't stop them all alone, especially in the condition he's in."

Percy nodded, "But why stoop to their level? Why kill if that's what we're punishing them for?"

"Because, there's no other way." Madam Red stood up and led Percy to the basement, "I captured some more mud bloods for you to practice on. Your curses need some work."

Percy nodded, "Alright." He raised his wand at the tied up man sitting on the floor, and Harry ran over to step in front of him. But he forgot that he was merely in a memory, and Percy cast the spell. "AVADA KEDAVRA!"
(A/n Avada Kedavra is just deadly Abra kadabra)

Harry watched as the spell went through him, and the hit the man, who fell to the floor and died.

The memory changed, Harry was now upstairs once again, Percy was on the floor.

"Stop it!" Percy cried.

A man towered above him, "Why should I? You're nothing but a pest!" The man punched Percy in the face, Percy day there defenseless.

Madam Red ran into the room, "Gabe! I let you seek refuge in my house, you cannot act like you can harm our weapon!" She whispered the last part, Harry guessed it was so Percy wouldn't hear. The confused expression on Percy's face showed he might have heard it even so.

"You're one to talk!" Gabe yelled, "Would he still love you if he knew who you really were!"

Madam Red narrowed her eyes.

The man whispered in her ear, "That's what I thought, Hecate."

The memory changed, the graveyard. Harry remembered that day clearly, but never thought he'd have to watch it once more.

Percy stood among the deatheaters, his hands shaky and sweaty. Percy then watched as that Harry was hit by the cruciatus curse.

The memory changed again, Harry was now stood in a dark room, Percy was stood against a wall, Voldemort's wand at Percy's throat.

"I have only a few years before I attack hogwarts, and you are still so useless!" Voldemort yelled.

Percy nodded, "I know, sir. I've been training but it hasn't been enough. I need more time."

"More time to do what? Practice the same few curses? You're so weak!" Voldemort held his wand closer to Percy's throat, Percy struggled to breathe.

"S-Sir... I-I have an Id-idea..." Percy managed to say.

Voldemort let go of Percy's neck, but still cornered him against the wall. "Bring this up Later, you need to train."

Harry watched as the room faded, he ended up in a room he recognized.
The hall of prophecies.

Percy walked around, wearing a cloak with the hood up. A mask hid his face, but Harry knew from the scar on his hand that it was Percy.

Percy looked at his dark mark and Apparated to where Lucius Malfoy was. Harry watched as Percy grabbed onto Luna Lovegood, and stunned her. Percy merely listened to the bickering going on, but let go of Luna once all hell broke loose.

Luckily, Percy apparated to a strange lair before Harry had to witness the death of his godfather once again.

Voldemort appeared several minutes later, a look of absolute fury resonated on his face.

"How'd it go, Master?"

"Harry Potter must die." Voldemort growled.

Percy nodded.

Harry now was in Hogwarts, standing in Dumbledore's office.

"So, you want to transfer into hogwarts?" Dumbledore asked.

Harry looked over to see Percy sitting in front of Dumbledore's desk, nodding. "my mother homeschooled me since I was a kid, but she finally realized she didn't have much left to teach me, and decided I should go here for my last two years."

The scene fast forwarded to Percy being sorted, the hat was placed on his head.

"Oh dear, what a backstory you have here. I could just shove you into Slytherin because of the traits you have, but your loyalty and bravery, as well as a need for glory seems very strong in you. Better be... GRYFFINDOR!"

Percy was now sitting in a carriage staring at the thestrals.

"Can my friends sit in this carriage too?" Luna asked.

"Yeah, sure." Percy nodded.

"Thank you."

"Where could he be? You don't think they'd kill him?" Hermione asked Ron.

Harry then found himself in a warped area; a dream.

Percy faced Voldemort, they were dueling.

The memory changed, Percy stood in the room of requirement, and signaled his dark mark. Voldemort somehow apparated there, "Why have you called me here?"

"I've discovered a way to kill Harry Potter, Master. I need your help and approval."

The memory showed Percy writing a letter and putting it on Harry's pillow. He then knocked out a nosy Luna Lovegood and went to the cabin.

The memory then showed Percy hesitating to kill the pair, as Harry had just stepped in front of Luna. Percy spared them, and urged them to leave.

Harry now stood in a dark room once more. Percy was speaking with Voldemort.

"My plan is ready, next year we will attack Hogwarts and kill Harry Potter. He cannot kill me, not with my horcruxes." Voldemort said with a sadistic smile.

"Of course, Master." Percy Said, But he didn't look happy about it.

"Remember, you must kill him. If you fail then you shall die. I would gladly kill him myself but he trusts you!"

Percy nodded, his back turned away from Voldemort.

"Madam Red doesn't matter, she's as good as dead now. You won't be able to save her." Voldemort hissed. He stood up and pointed his wand at the picture of Madam Red hung on the wall. He cast a spell and it shattered.

Percy looked at a picture of the couple Harry saw from the first memory. Percy's parents.

"Don't make me break that one as well. You're lucky I gave it to you in the first place." Voldemort continued breaking objects in the house, which Harry assumed was Madam Red's house. "They're dead. Move on."

"Of course, Master." Percy set the photo down, "Do you think Draco will do it?"

"Do what?"

"Kill Dumbledore." Percy looked over at Harry's direction, which Percy found strange. Harry turned around to see a mirror. Maybe Percy had purposely had this conversation to warn Harry.

"I doubt it. Snape definitely will do it for him, as he made an unbreakable vow. It'll be hilarious, and we'll gain control over Hogwarts."

Percy nodded, "sounds great."

Harry woke up and lifted his head from the water. He looked directly at Dumbledore, "Voldemort is planning something."

Mega oof, most of that was just scenes that already happened + some new shit.

ALSO: ALMOST 2000 WORDS OML THAT WAS A LOT OF TIME SPENT ON THIS CHAPTER!
And if you see any spelling mistakes I'm sorry, I edited it but there could've been some I missed...

I wanted to write some crucial memories but I already wrote them so.. I had to do a lot of the same wording.

Anyways, I'm excited for this next part. This was like the ending of the second step of the story, so Pre-Hogwarts-> Hogwarts-> not Hogwarts-> ?

It's weird, but I have a lot planned for the next part. There will be a time skip to 7th year, aka the year that Harry, Ron
and Hermione skip school.

I hope you guys are ready

The one and only,
Juliet_Nebula