"Harry Potter and the Prince of Olympus"

By Loki Palmer

Author's Note: I am not making any money off of this work of fanfiction. Harry Potter and all related characters are the property of J.K. Rowling. A couple of the OCs may seem to resemble actual people, but are also works of fiction. The Greek is based mainly off of Koine Greek (the Greek of the New Testament), though some Modern Greek was added in when Koine Greek concepts are lacking. There is also some French, but I have added in English translations (naturally …)

"Νυνι δε μενει πιστις, ελπις, αγαπη, τα τρια ταυτα: μειζων δε τουτων η αγαπη."

(Now remains Faith, Hope, Love, these three things; but the greatest of these is Love. – St. Paul, I Corinthians 13:13)

Chapter 1

In a cottage within the little magical village known as Godric's Hollow in England, Patrick, a little bundle of tod dler energy with lightning blue eyes came running up to his aunt, asking her, "Aunt Lily, what are you drawing?" Lily Potter, smiling, said to the boy, "Well, Patrick, why don't you sit beside me and see what it is?"

Excited enough to see the drawing, the boy clambered on top of the couch, only to gasp in some shock, which brought James Potter to look at him and ask if he was allright. Patrick could only reply, "Καλη εστιν! Κατ' οναρα μου αυτην εβλεπον!" (She's beautiful! I've been seeing her in my dreams!) The girl in the drawing had bushy brown hair with chocolate brown eyes.

James, curious, asked, "Lily, do we know who she is?"

"Oddly enough, James, she seems so familiar, as is this other one I drew ..." Lily brought out another drawing, this one of a girl with straight brown hair and lightning blue eyes, which young Harry Potter recognized as being a girl from his dreams. Lily was not sure what it meant, but the least she could surmise was that these two girls would be very special for these two young lads!

~HP&PO~

The little wizard known as Patrick Michael Palmer had heard plenty of beautiful music in his short life up to now, but nothing quite as beautiful as the song he was hearing during one Mass in the Roman Catholic church of St. Michael's … the voice was so beautiful, he thought, surely it must be an angel! The music was by Belgian composer César Franck, and the lyrics, by the famous St. Thomas Aquinas, were as follows:

Panis angelicus fit panis hominum! (The Angelic Bread has become the bread of men!)
Dat panis coelicus figuris terminum! (The heavenly bread gives an end to all figures!)
O res mirabilis! Manducat Dominum pauper, servus, et humilis! (O marvel! A poor and humble servant may eat of the Lord!)

Patrick, listening to this beautiful singing, was so moved that he echoed the song on the second time around … by the time he and the other singer were done, there was not a dry eye to be found anywhere within the congregation! The other singer, Hermione Jean Granger, was impressed with the singer who accompanied her, and she wanted to meet him. So, she came up to him after the Mass was over, saying, "That was some wonderful singing today." Patrick spun around to look at her, a brief look of surprise crossing his face, but that melted into a bright smile as he replied, "Thank you … your singing was beautiful too! The name's Palmer … Patrick Palmer. What would be your name, angel?"

"Hermione Granger," she said with a blush. "I presume this is your family?"

"These people are more of an extended family, Hermione. Harry, Uncle James, Aunt Lily, will you come over here, please? I have someone I want to introduce!"

"Pat," said Harry panting, "what's … up?" The reason for his pause was that he noticed the girl standing next to Hermione.

"I would like to introduce you three to Hermione Granger and … I'm sorry," said Patrick to the other girl, "but I didn't get your name earlier."

"My name's Lacey McCarty," she said, "nice to meet you!"

"Harry, dear," said Lily, "is there something wrong?"

"Well," said James, "judging from the shocked looks on his face … and Pat's face..."

"I think I know that look all too well, Prongs," said Sirius Black, godfather to the two boys.

"Padfoot, don't make us come after you with a newspaper!" warned Lily.

Ignoring the warning, Sirius continued: "Pat and Hermione sitting in a tree ..." but shut up upon receiving an angry look from Patrick that said, "If you continue this line of teasing, I will toss you into the nearest body of water I can find."

"Come along, Padfoot, let's take the boys with us and see what the problem is," said James, as they took Patrick and Harry some distance away. "So, boys, what's the problem?"

"It's them!" said Harry. "The girls that Mum drew!"

"We have those drawings, right, Patrick?"

"Yeah, I should have them right here," said Patrick, bringing the drawings out of his pocket.

"Merlin's beard," said a smiling Sirius, "I was right! What do you suggest we do now, Prongs?"

"How about we invite the Grangers and Lacey to spend the afternoon with us?" The other three nodded to this suggestion as they came back to join Lily, who was talking with the Granger parents.

"Welcome back," said Lily as she kissed James. "I would like to introduce you to Dr. Ed and Dr. Jeanne Granger. Ed, Jeanne, this is my husband, James Potter."

"It is such a great pleasure to meet you," said James, shaking their hands. "The young version of me you see before you is my son Harry. The other boy, Patrick, is the son of my friend Nikos Palmer – I'm like his uncle in this sense. The goofy man with the shaggy black hair is my friend Sirius Black, also known as Padfoot. He's also their godfather."

"James is also known as Prongs," explained Sirius. "We got these nicknames when we were at school, and they've stuck."

"We were just curious – would you like to spend the afternoon with us?" asked James. There were nods all around. Sirius added, "Wait a minute, Prongs, we've forgotten Moony and Wormtail!"

A panting Peter Pettigrew came up to the group, explaining, "Sorry about the delay, James – Remus is still there in the church, enjoying the atmosphere!"

"Peter, why do you have to be in such a rush to go?" asked Remus Lupin. "To quote our Lord, 'Can't you stay with me for ONE hour?' "

"Remus, is Peter still frightened of a crucifix?" asked Sirius.

"Something just creeps me out about it!" protested Peter.

"Oh, where are my manners?" said Remus. "Sorry for forgetting to introduce ourselves – Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew … who are these new people, Prongs?"

"We have here Dr. Ed and Dr. Jeanne Granger, their daughter Hermione, and her friend Lacey McCarty!"

"So this is the one who was singing so beautifully, am I right?" said Remus, looking at Hermione.

"You know, Moony, I think it's 'love at first note' for Pat here," said Sirius.

"Uncle Padfoot ..." said a blushing Patrick.

"You think so, Padfoot? What about Harry?"

"Uncle Moony ..." said a blushing Harry.

"Would you two knuckleheads stop it?" asked Lily.

"Sorry," they said, grinning.

"No, you aren't," said Patrick, "but let's go home! Uncle Wormtail, can you tell them the location of our home?"

"The Potters live at One King's Lane, Godric's Hollow!" said Peter.

~HP&PO~

When the group arrived at the Potter residence, Ed Granger was dumbstruck. "James, I didn't know that there was a residence here – how come I've never noticed it before?"

"Have you ever heard of magic, Ed?"

"Well," said Ed, thinking, "yes, I suppose I have – card tricks, pulling rabbits out of hats -"

"Ed," said Lily, "these are only cleverly crafted illusions. Have you seen Star Wars?"

"Of course!" said Ed and Jeanne.

"Well, magic is very similar to the Force from Star Wars – it can be used for either good or evil purposes, depending on the intentions of the person casting the magic," explained Lily.

"So, this is more like waving wands, 'abracadabra' ..." said Jeanne.

"Yes, that's more of the general idea," said James. "Those who have the ability to use magic are known as magical children – wizards and witches, if you like, there's nothing derogatory meant – those who can't are known as Muggles!"

"It is quite likely that the ability of using magic is genetic – magical parents will generally have magical offspring, Muggles will have Muggle offspring, but there are exceptions," explained Lily. "In fact, I happen to be one – both of my parents were Muggles. As for non-magical offspring of magical parents, they are known as Squibs, but they are rarer than Muggle-borns. Now, have you noticed anything particularly strange about Hermione – something you couldn't explain normally?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact, at times we've noticed a book flying towards Hermione on its own."

"Like … this?" asked Lily, wordlessly summoning a book towards her.

"Yes, exactly that!" said Jeanne. "This is beyond any of our wildest dreams!"

"You seem to be taking this quite well for two Muggles," said Sirius. "In fact, we've saved you a lot of trouble for when you receive Hermione's letter for Hogwarts – our school – when she turns 11!"

"11? Why would they wait until 11 years old to take them into school?" asked Jeanne.

Lily explained, "The simple explanation is that 11 years is when the magical child's core – the part of them that enables them to interact with magic – is stable enough to allow the child to be able to control it. Sudden fluctuations in the core, usually caused by intense emotions such as stress, anger, sadness – these are what cause the phenomenon known as accidental magic."

"Now, to get back to Ed's original question about never noticing this house before," said Remus, "the answer is another application of magic known as the Fidelius charm, which allows a particular secret to be kept with one trusted individual, known as the Secret-Keeper."

"Remus," asked Ed, "have you ever heard of the saying, 'Three people can keep a secret if two of them are dead.'?"

Remus nodded. "Indeed, I have heard that saying, and as true as it was for Benjamin Franklin when he said it, the beauty of the Fidelius charm is that only the Secret-Keeper is able to communicate the secret – the others would be aware of the secret, but would be unable to communicate it!"

"Whoa – that is genius! It just depends on if you can trust the person ..." said Jeanne.

"Hey, Padfoot," said James, "how about you and Wormtail check on the kids?" He tossed him a camera, and Sirius caught it.

"Sure thing, Prongs. Are we ready, Wormtail?" Peter nodded, and transformed into a rat, as Remus explained, "That's another application of magic – the Animagus tranformation. It allows a wizard or witch to transform into an animal at will, though still keeping the original human mind."

Sirius and Wormtail made their way into Patrick and Harry's room, to find the four kids relaxing and talking with each other. Everything was going well, until Hermione saw Wormtail make his way inside. Clambering on top of Patrick, she screamed, "AAAAAAAAH! A RAT!" Sirius got a brief chance to take a picture of the hilarious scene, and ran out with Wormtail, Patrick hot on their heels.

"Padfoot, what did you find?" asked a smiling James.

"Oh, the scene was so calm and beautiful, then Wormtail had to ruin it!" said Sirius.

Peter, back to himself again, protested, "I did not!"

Sirius showed everyone the picture he had taken with James's camera. Everyone burst out laughing at the cute image of Hermione clambering over Patrick!

It would been wonderful if life could always remain this happy and full of laughter. Sadly, though, tragedy was about to strike ...