Hello everyone! Wow, been forever since I wrote anything. But I was bored, and obsessed with Percy J, so this just kinda popped out. Disclaimer: I don't claim to own either the Percy Jackson series or Harry Potter, and I gain no profit from either. With fair warning, this is slash, don't like don't read. Also, this occurs after The Last Olympian and The Order of the Phoenix, because I didn't like how the last two HP books ended the series. Spoilers for PJATO and anything in HP book 5 and earlier. Additionally, I am a lazy ass author so I make no promises about the completion of this or regular updates, I write only when I am inspired to do so, for my own pleasure. That said, I've seen all different kinds of the "Dumbledore sends "insert character here" to bodyguard Harry fanfic, so without further ado, the PJATO version! Hope you enjoy.

"A descendant of Hecate

Struggles in vain

Against an undying foe

Salvation rests

In the arms of the sea

His love will sustain

The fatal blow"

Shocked silence hung over the Great hall as the last of her words died away. Professor Trelawney looked about her in confusion wondering why she had suddenly acquired such a nasty headache.

"Sibyll my dear girl, are you quite alright?" Questioned Albus who was sitting on her left.

"I'm fine, Albus!" She reassured. "Though I'm a bit confused, I must have lost myself in thought. What were we just talking about?" Dumbledore blinked down in astonishment at the huge watery eyes that were always magnified by large outdated glasses.

"Don't concern yourself my girl. It was nothing of consequence. I must be getting forgetful in my old age!"

He chuckled softly at her concern. Around him the quiet dinner conversation had exploded with speculation. He glanced over the concerned professors sitting beside him at the head table and swept a gaze over the students below. One pair of emerald green eyes stared back at him from the Gryffindor table. All color had drained from the student's face as soon as Trelawney began to speak. But the pale skin only served to make his unique eyes stand out more, mused Dumbledore, while absently stroking his beard. He pondered his next move as he sighed regretfully down at his favorite pupil. Really, he loved Harry like a son, which made all the hardships the boy had suffered that much harder for him to bear. And now it seemed as if even more was in store for the unfortunate young lad.

"Severus, would you fetch me a crystal ball please, and meet me in my office? It seems we will be sending yet another prophecy to the Department of Mysteries. If reality is going to unfold into the dire circumstances that have just been predicted, we are going to need some outside assistance."

With that said, he stood to prepare himself for a journey to the Forbidden forest. He had some Centaurs to consult with. Emerald eyes continued to wearily follow he and Severus from the room, as they rushed out to complete their appointed tasks.

Please, review if you like it. Soon to be continued. The is just a prologue of sorts, next chapter will be longer.