Harry was having a hard time processing anything for a couple of days. So naturally, the unexpected confession and a spooky arrival of a pale kid out of nowhere just left him questioning everything he knew till date.

It had been three days since school began after Easter holiday and Harry was already wishing for another break, but at the same time, the thought of never coming back to this place for a new term this September weighed him down more and more by each passing day. You see, after the Wizarding War, Harry and his year mates had helped the staff rebuild the castle so it would be ready in time to welcome the students, new and old alike, for the beginning of a new term. The whole school was made to retake their respective years dude to frequent disruption of classes for a whole year last term, so Harry and his friends were able to stay at the place they grew up to call home for one last time. It felt good to actually attend classes without distractions for once. Hermione, Ron and him had grown closer since the war and their bond had become deep. Its true many people had lost their lives at the war, but they willingly sacrificed themselves to save their home, and Harry was not going to dishonour it by moping around even if he did take responsibility of their deaths. He knew that they made their choice and Harry was going to honour them. Life was going amazing for everyone and things were looking good at last. That is until school resumed after Easter break.

The first day back after Easter break was the night Harry had the first bizarre dream.....

He wasn't able to pinpoint his location but wherever he was, it was bloody hot. He was sweating like crazy, and that was when he first saw them; hybrid creatures having the upper half of a dog and the lower half of a deal with flippers in place of forelimbs. He could see them talking but was unable to hear anything, so he moved closer. The older creatures seemed to be teaching the smaller ones. ".... The trident of Poseidon for one. And ofcourse- we made the greatest weapon of the Titans! Nevertheless, Zeus cast us away and relied on those fumbling Cyclopes. That is why we are taking over the forges of the usurper Hephaestus. And soon we will control the undersea furnaces, our ancestral homes! The said. They talked some more and the bigger ones moved over to a cart that had been carried in a while ago and removed the tarp covering it.
A black haired boy, no older than 15, jumped out of the cart, a strange bronze sword at the ready. Harry studied this new person. He was almost 5'10 inches and had a lean and muscular stature. His eyes were were a shade of startling sea green. "New lesson, class!" He announced to the dumbfounded dog-seals. " Most monsters will vaporise when sliced with a celestial bronze sword. This change is perfectly normal and will happen to you right now if you don't BACK OFF!" Harry's mind was feeling with too many questions to pay attention to what happened next. Did he just say monsters? He thought to himself. What in Merlin's name was celestial bronze? He barely managed to catch the boy running out of a door before disappearing into whatever was there beyond it. Soon enough the monsters began chasing him. He quickly exited the chamber and looked around for the boy. Not two minutes later, he found the boy arguing with a blonde girl,who seemed to be the same age as him and had a height almost similar to the guy, about his... Death? The girl glared at his friend, kissed him and then out on a cap and... Did she just disappear?! Though before Harry could wonder if he'd seen it right or not, the monsters burst in and surrounded Sword Boy. They proceeded to scoop up lava with their BARE HANDS and threw it at their target. Even in a dream, he paled when he finally realised that he was standing at a volcanic forge. He heard them say something along the lines of your father's nature protects you, making you hard to burn, but not impossible to the boy who was now completely on fire. He seemed to be concentrating hard on something, and then let out a horrible, heart wrenching scream. Harry felt the mountain rumble vigorously and then it exploded. As he saw the the volcano erupt in full fury, wiping the area clean and shooting the boy upwards in lava, the only words he could think of were Holy Merlin while shaking uncontrollably. Suddenly he was jolted out of the volcano by someone calling his name out.

He shot upon his bed and slammed staright into someone hovering above him. He grabbed his glasses from the nightstand and put them on. As his vision came into focus he realised that the someone was his friend, Ron, who at the moment was swearing so much that Mrs. Weasely would've grounded him and washed his mouth with soap thrice a day for a whole week had she heard him now. "Bloody hell, 'arry! I was just trying to wake you up! You have ten minutes to get ready for breakfast!" Exclaimed a very pissed Ron. "Ron, I am really sorry, I didn't mean to give you a concussion. I just happened to suddenly sit up while waking up from the dream having no idea that you were trying to to wake me up. Honest!" Harry tried to apologise. "Whatever," he grumbled. "Hermione is already waiting in the common room. I too am going downstairs, keeping her some company. Get dressed and meet us in five minutes." He said and walked out of the dorm. Harry just sighed and began getting ready for the day.
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The three of them had a free period after lunch which they decided to spend in the library. Harry decided that this was the best time to tell them about his dream.
"Hey Ron, Hermione," he began. " I had this really weird dream last night. I was at a volcanic forge........" And proceeded to recount the entire dream, leaving out nothing. When he was done, no one said anything for a while as they processed whatever they just heard. "Blimey, Harry!" Blurted out Ron, after a mi Ute or two," the boy made a volcano, a volcano for Merlin's sake, erupt out of the blue without using magic!?" "Precisely, Ron." Harry answered " I can't see anyway to make a volcano erupt at such a short notice except the use of sheer will. Merlin, I doubt any spell, even reducto can make volcanoes explode!" Ron was still gaping while Hermione looked like she wanted to ask ten thousand questions but couldn't figure out which one to start with. After another awkward minute, she finally spoke up, "You heard the names Zeus, Poseidon and Hephaestus, am i right?" Harry nodded in response. "These names... These names seem quite familiar somehow. You said those creatures were half dog, half seal?" Harry nodded once again. She thought for a few minutes and then walked off towards a shelf. "Hey Harry?" Ron asked. "Huh?" " How did those creatures handle the lava with their BARE HANDS, mate?" He seemed genuinely astonished. " I don't know, Ron it's really-" he was cut off when Hermione returned with a really huge book and slammed it on the table in front of them.
"Those names you heard," she began," were from the Greek mythology. Zeus is the youngest son of the six children of the Titan King Kronos and his wife Titan Rhea. There was some sort of curse on Kronos from his father Ouranos, which he tried to avoid by swallowing his children, the gods as soon as they were born. Rhea managed to hide baby Zeus from his cannibal father, who later grew up and rescued his fellow brothers Poseidon and Hades, and sisters Demeter, Hera and Hestia. After over throwing the Titans, the rule of the gods began the Fifth Age. Zeus became the Lord of the Skies and King of the Gods, Poseidon became the Lord of the Seas and Hades became the Lord of the Underworld. Zeus later married his Sister Hera and they had two children, Ares who became the God of War and Hephaestus who was so crippled at birth that Hera cast him down from mount Olympus. He became the God of Blacksmiths and Fire and had his revenge on his mother later," she finished.
Harry and Ron sat in stunned silence while Hermione continued reading on her own.
Harry tried to take in whatever he learned, key word: tried. It was all too much for him to process. What kind of a father swallows his own children? What kind of a mother throws away sphere own child because it's ugly? Who in the name of Merlin marries his own sister!? Millions of questions swarmed in his head, threatening to explode when Ron broke the silence. "This is one messed up family..." "These people clearly had several parental issues," joined Hermione " no wonder they are just myths. Nobody will ever believe them!"

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Hello readers! So this was the second chapter on the Wizards side.
We'll have two more chapters from Wizard pov before switching over to the demigods.
Thanks for reading! Please comment your views and opinions, as they really mean a lot to me!

Posted on 8th March 2017; 03:05 am IST (21:35 GMT)