My next PJO/HP crossover his here! Yay. But I wont update as frequently as the last time, so sorry, but I have school already :( But at least I can still write every now and then right? I promise I wont abandon this story halfway. This story will be slightly slower than that first one as I got comments that I was rushing on the plot previously. Anyway, without further ado, read on!

Harry

Harry tossed in his sleep. The dream was terrifying. In his dream, he had seen a vision of Voldemort. Voldemort was still in a weak state, but the conversation Harry had overheard, made his skin prickle and his scar burst with a sharp pain. Voldemort was talking with his servant, Wormtail.

Voldemort was crouched on the sofa, in front of a kindling fireplace. But the room still felt a certain chill. A coldness that could not be warmed. Wormtail was standing timidly in front of Voldemort.

"I have a plan, Wormtail. And I want you to follow on with it, and make sure it is carried out." Voldemort had hissed. His voice was barely a whisper.

"M-master?" Wormtail squeaked nervously.

"It is a simple plan, within your capabilities, I'm sure." Voldemort continued. "Another better follower of mine will do a harder, trickier part of the plan."

Wormtail whimpered.

"Listen carefully. An event will be held in Hogwarts School this year. But that is not your task. Your task is to prepare to restore my body in the graveyard. My other follower will bring Harry Potter there. All you have to do is to take his blood, a few drops of it, and use it in my rebirth."

"Y-y-yes, My Lord. I will follow your orders, my lord." Wormtail said quickly, his hand trembling.

"Do not fail me, Wormtail. I'm sure you know the consequences if you do. Lord Voldemort does not like to be disappointed." Voldemort added.

"I will not fail you, My Lord." Wormtail bowed and left the room.

Voldemort whispered to the empty room. "Harry Potter will no longer hinder me anymore. The boy who lived will come to an end. He will die. He will die soon."

And Harry's scar burned, jolting him awake from his sleep, pulling him out of his nightmare. His hand knocked over a stack of books, sending them tumbling to the floor. It took him a while to remember where he was. Harry was at the Burrow, Ron's house. He had been sharing a room with his best friend Ron after arriving from the Dursleys the day before. Harry looked at the bunk to his left. Ron was still sleeping, occasionally mumbling things in his sleep.

He decided not to wake Ron up, and carefully navigated his way past stacks of textbooks and parchment which were sprawled all over the floor. He climbed down the staircase all the way to the living room of the Burrow. Mrs Weasley, Remus Lupin, and Hermione were sitting on chairs around the dining table, eating breakfast.

"What surprise? What is happening at Hogwarts?" Hermione asked.

"Not saying, dear. Dumbledore will tell you this when you are there." Mrs Weasley said.

"But-" Hermione protested.

"Hermione, you will find out in due course." Lupin sighed.

"Ah! Harry! You're awake, dear. Let me get you some breakfast." Mrs Weasley said, interrupting all conversation.

"Thanks, Mrs Weasley."

"Not a problem at all."

Harry sat down beside Lupin, and started shoving food down his mouth. Mrs Weasley's cooking was tasty as usual.

"This year we don't need to make a trip to Diagon Alley. I ordered your books to come by mail. And Bill has volunteered to get some money out of Gringotts. So Arthur and I will just send all of you to Kings Cross Station tomorrow." Mrs Weasley announced.

"Great!" Harry said, his mouth full of scrambled eggs.

"Now the two of you better start with the packing. Your new books are over there by the sofa. Pack your trunks by tonight. I don't want any rushing or last minute stuff tomorrow morning."

Harry had a game of Quiddich in the afternoon, with Ron, Ginny, George, Fred, and Hermione. Then in the evening, he decided to get started with the packing. The dumped his new books in his trunk, and threw in his robes, including another dress robe, which Mrs Weasley had insisted to bring, though she wouldn't tell him the reason. He checked again that all his items were there, including his dad's invisibility cloak. Then he slammed his trunk shut, and tugged it down the stairs to the door.

On the way back up, he met Hermione and Ron.

"Hermione, what were you saying to Mrs Weasley in the morning?" Harry asked.

"I was asking her what sort of surprise we were getting. I overheard Lupin and her talking." Hermione replied.

"And what was she talking about?" Harry asked, surprised.

"That's the point. She wouldn't tell me anything." Hermione said.

"I wonder what surprise it is." Ron grumbled. "Mom's keeping stuff from us lately."

"I suppose we'll find out in school then." Harry said.

He wondered if this surprise had anything to do with that event mentioned in his dream. It felt like there was a connection, but Voldemort could not harm him as long as he was in school with Dumbledore watching. Then why did he feel so insecure? But Harry didn't feel the need to worry his friends or the headmaster about his dream.

Harry spent the whole night thinking about this nightmare, that he only fell asleep after midnight. On top of that, he was also excited to go back to Hogwarts School. It was only true home. That was his last thought before sleep took over him.

"Harry! We have to leave now or we'll be late for the train!" Mrs Weasley yelled above the din in the house. Harry jumped out of bed and dashed down the staircase, nearly bumping into Fred as he blundered downstairs.

"Mom! Did you see my socks?" George yelled from the top.

"No, dear. I thought I told you to pack everything yesterday?" Mrs Weasley fussed.

"Crookshanks! Where did she go?" Hermione asked. "She was in the basket a minute ago!"

"Hermione, I saw it walking around upstairs!" Percy Weasley said. "Please watch your cat. I don't want it messing around while I got this big project."

So there were people shouting up and down the house. Basically, the morning was chaotic, much to Mrs Weasley's annoyance. In the end, they left the Burrow fifteen minutes later than the scheduled time.

The ride to Kings Cross Station was comfortable as Mr Weasley had cast an undetectable expansion charm to a ministry car. Upon arrival, they unloaded their trunks and owl cages onto a trolley. Harry wheeled his trolley into the barrier of Platform 9 ¾ and found himself facing they scarlet Hogwarts Express. Steam was pouring out, and the train was going to leave in about five minutes. Quickly, Harry lugged his trunk onto the train. Ron and Hermione did the same after him.

Most of the students had already boarded the train. Harry saw a few familiar faces in some compartments. All of the compartments were already full. Then, at the back of the train, Harry spotted Luna in a compartment by herself. He knocked lightly on the compartment door.

"May we share this compartment with you?" Harry asked politely.

Luna looked up from her Quibbler magazine, her dreamy, big eyes looked at him.

"Sure." She said, nodding at the empty seats around her.

"Thanks" said Harry.

Harry, Ron and Hermione shuffled into the compartment and placed their luggage on the overhead rack.

"So how was your holiday?" Hermione asked.

"Great. Dad says that Hogwarts is going to hold something big this year." Luna said, not taking her eyes off her magazine.

"What is happening this year?" Ron asked.

But before Luna could reply, the compartment door slid open again. Malfoy stood at the door, with Crabbe and Goyle flanked on either side of him like bodyguards.

"You don't know? Your daddy works at the ministry and he didn't tell you?" Malfoy sneered.

"So what if I don't? You don't know what is happening in school this year too." Ron snarled.

"Maybe your dad doesn't know about the event because his job is too low down." Malfoy smirked. "Unlike my dad, of course."

Ron shot to his feet, his face as red as a tomato.

"Say that again, Malfoy."

"I said-" Malfoy started.

Harry and Hermione had to hold Ron back before he was on top of Malfoy. Ron struggled to free himself, yelling fowl words at Malfoy, who just backed away and left the compartment.

Harry slammed the door shut and sat back down.

"I'm not going to take any rubbish from Malfoy this year." Ron said angrily.

"Wonder what's happening at Hogwarts." Hermione said, trying to diffuse the tension.

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