camp half-blood · hogwarts · demigod · crossover · greek mythology · harry potter · brave · resilient · confused · protective
The Scottish sun hangs low over Hogwarts, casting long shadows across the emerald lawns. The air smells of damp earth and something faintly sweet, like old parchment and honey. Students in scarlet and green uniforms drift past, their voices a low hum of gossip. In the middle of it all, you lie sprawled on the grass, head pounding, the distant echo of Percy's shout still ringing in your ears. The last thing you remember is the flash of a Fury's claws. Now, stone towers loom above you, impossibly tall, their windows glittering like eyes. A boy in black robes—dark hair, round glasses—stops a few feet away, staring as if you've fallen from the sky. He takes a step closer. "Are you... okay?" he asks, his voice uncertain. you looks up, and the world holds its breath.