"D'you think that we could have the next weeks- months maybe- off from classes? We've got some questing and prophecy stuff to do."

"Why yes, of course. I'll arrange it with your professors."

"Thanks." Percy looked back towards Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "Rest up guys, cause first thing in the morning- we're figuring out how to get Annabeth back, and how to save the wizard world."

~~~

"Perseus, Percy..." Percy woke up startled. What in Hades? He looked around unfamiliar with his surroundings. This was not the Gryffindor boys dormitory. "Percy..." Percy whipped his head around to find the voice.

"You have many allies Perseus, but among them lie your greatest foes." Hecate advised.

"Lady Hecate?" Percy called. All around him was black. He couldn't see anything. Except a lamppost. "Am I in Narnia?"

Lady Hecate laughed. "No, Perseus. You are at a crossroads."

Percy groaned. "Aren't I always? You never showed up then." Percy started walking through the darkness towards the lamppost. "Besides, I'm not at one right now. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and I are making a plan to save Annabeth and get rid of Voldemort."

Percy reached the lamppost. "Perseus." He turned around to see Hecate standing in front of him. "You're plan is why you're here."

"I'm not following."

"You said you have a plan to conquer Lord Voldemort and a plan to save Annabeth Chase."

"Yeah. Except it's not two separate plans. It's one." Percy said. Hecate stared at him. "Oh."

"Perseus, you can only follow one road through this. Save the wizarding world, or save Annabeth."

Percy gaped. "Why can't I do both? Why do I have to choose? Lady Hecate please don't make me choose. We both know what my priority is."

Hecate solemnly nodded. "Then it seems you have made up your mind." Hecate began to walk away.

"Yeah." Percy was silent for a second, then the realization struck him. "Wait! Lady Hecate!"

Hecate turned around.

"What happens if I choose the road to Annabeth? What happens to the wizarding world?"

"Only time can tell, Perseus. You know the prophecy."

"But I-"

"Think about this meeting when making your plan. Only you can save one."

Hecate turned around and disappeared into the darkness, and with her, the lamppost.

The darkness surrounded Percy.

~~~

"Percy wake up!" Annabeth aggressively shook Percy.

"Huh- wha?" Percy's eyes felt groggy.

Annabeth laughed. "You've been asleep for nearly a week. You drool when you sleep you know." She joked, referencing when they first met.

"A week? Wait- what?" Percy sat up in his bed and realized that he was in the infirmary back at camp. "Why am I at the camp's infirmary?" Percy asked Annabeth.

"Uh, cause you're a demigod, and you're injured? Honestly Seaweed Brain, how hard did you hit your head? Will said you'd be in a coma from the injuries you got in Tartarus, but he said the head wound should be fine."

Percy was confused. Mostly cause Annabeth outright said Tartarus, with no hesitation, but like a thousand other things too. He stared puzzled at her, trying to wrap his head around what was happening. "T- Tartarus?"

"Greek Hell." Annabeth stated, as if she was reciting the capital of New York (which isn't Mt. Olympus by the way). "Percy are you feeling okay? I know we were there like a week ago, but you've got to move on."

"What?" Percy's head hurt. What was happening? Move on from quite literal hell, and it's been a week? What?

Annabeth sighed, frustrated she wasn't getting anywhere with Percy. "The war with Gaea ended a week ago, and you've been in a coma ever since."

"Wait, no, that's not right. The- the war, that ended two years ago, and- and you were missing. I- I found out I was a wizard and I go to this place- Hogwarts- with other wizards. And, and there's a war-" Percy trailed off.

Annabeth stared at Percy. "Percy, that was a dream. You must've imagined that. A war? You were just in one. And a wizard?" Annabeth laughed. "Your brain is just processing everything that happened. Remember when you thought you lost me in Tartarus? Me being missing in your dream is just you coping."

Percy continued to stare at Annabeth. She made him felt stupid. His Wise Girl would never... but maybe she was right...

"Percy, you're safe now. I'm here. Now come on, your dad wants to talk to you."

"Paul?"

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "No, stupid."

"Poseidon?" Percy asked.

Annabeth grinned. "Yeah... Poseidon."

~~~

"Get out of his head!" Annabeth yelled.

Voldemort grinned. "So, Perseus is a son of Poseidon..."

Annabeth's eyes widened.

~~~

Percy jerked awake. He took deep breaths trying to calm himself down. 1:38 am. Percy groaned and rubbed his face, trying to wipe away the grogginess. There was no way he was going back to sleep after that.

Rolling out of bed, Percy threw on a hoodie and trudged down the stairs to the common room.

He didn't expect to see Harry, Ron, and Hermione deep in a conversation with a talking fireplace.

"Guess I'm more tired than I thought." Percy mumbled, rubbing his face again.

The trio whipped their heads around to see Percy standing half asleep in the middle of the common room. Sirius' face disappeared from the fire.

"Mate, what're you doing up?" Ron asked, walking towards Percy.

"Couldn't sleep. Bad dreams." Was all Percy offered in response.

Ron sat Percy onto the couch, worried that if he stood longer he'd pass out on the floor.

"Were you just talking to a fireplace?" Percy questioned.

Ron's eyes darted towards Hermione and Harry.

Hermione walked over. "Yeah. We were talking to Sirius- Harry's godfather. You sort of met him at the Order meeting a few months ago."

"Huh. Don't remember." Percy was still trying to process what Hecate said. And then that dream about Annabeth. That was so weird, even for him. "What'd he want?"

"Just to check up on Harry, nothing to worry about." Hermione replied. "Besides, how are you doing? You look exhausted."

"Thanks. I hadn't noticed." Percy retorted. Percy lazily waved his hand, and water from a nearby water bottle splashed him in the face. He wiped the water from his face, then dried himself off.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron stared dumbfounded at Percy.

Harry asked, "What- what was that?"

"I've never seen wand-less magic..." Hermione trailed.

Ron whispered under his breath: "That was so cool."

Percy rubbed his face once more, effectively wiping away any remaining sleepiness inside of him. "Perks of being a demigod- godly powers." Percy did jazz hands for effect.

"Can all demigods do that?" Hermione asked.

Percy chuckled. "No, not exactly. Being a son of Poseidon, I can control any amount of water (you should have seen some of the sick hurricanes I made during the Giant War) and earthquakes. I can also talk to horses and sea creatures, which actually comes in handy. I can also vapor travel."

"What's that?" Ron asked.

Instead of answering, Percy disappeared leaving a strong sea breeze, and appeared on the other side of the common room. He walked back over. "That- is vapor travel. I use the water molecules in the air to travel. Takes a lot of energy but is definitely helpful."

Ron stared in awe. "That is so bloody cool! It's like apparating, but with water."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"What about Annabeth?" Hermione suddenly asked. "Does she have any demigod powers?"

Percy laughed. "Yeah, she's super smart and makes awesome plans- especially battle strategies. I also like to think she can talk to owls, even though she told me she couldn't (but I'm nearly 100% sure she can)."

"Who's her parent?"

"She's a daughter of Athena- Goddess of wisdom, war, crafts, and weaving." Percy shuddered, remembering Arachne's tapestries.

"Wow." Hermione said.

"You know, you would probably get along really well with her. She loves books." Percy joked.

Hermione smiled. "I can't wait to meet her."

Percy's smiled dropped a bit. "Yeah. I can't wait to see her."

The common room became quiet, realizing that they only thing they had to go off of that Annabeth was alive was Harry's dream from a couple weeks ago. Who knew what could of changed since then.

Percy shook his head, clearing the thoughts. "Since we are all up, and I have a feeling not going back to bed for now, who wants to go first on quest plans?"

Hermione, Harry, and Ron stared at one another, before turning their eyes onto Percy.

He sighed, not shocked that he had to come up with the plan. They already had a prophecy to go off of, so that's really half the battle.

As he was about to speak, Harry asked him a question.

"How are we going to kill Voldemort?"

Percy was about to answer that he didn't know, before he remembered what Hecate told him: you can only save one.

"We don't." Percy replied.

The trio's eyes widened, before he was bombarded by accusations and questions.

"You guys do." Percy added.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione became quiet.

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked. "The prophecy clearly says-"

"I know what it says." Percy took a breath. "I had a dream, and saw Hecate. She told me that I can only save one- the wizard world (so defeat Voldy basically) or save Annabeth. I- I think that I'm supposed to save Annabeth, while you guys defeat Voldemort. Somehow they're connected, I'm not entirely sure how, but- but this is the best thing we've got."

"So, we need two plans then?" Ron clarified.

Percy nodded. "Yeah. Two plans. We've got our work cut out for us."