Hi everyone. I was reading the Harry Potter and Percy Jackson fandoms and discovered the Dear Fanfiction Readers by Taylur and H o r i z o n s. I wanted to do one where both the groups are together and writing them. So, it'll alternate between the two series. Right after both the battles in both the final books.

This is just the intro…Percy's Point of View

"Annabeth, wait up," I moaned as I chased after my girlfriend. As a reward to all those who helped in the Titan War, Zeus had given us demigods an all-expense paid trip to England.

Why England of all places, I don't know. I decided to humor him though. Annabeth, on the other hand, was beyond thrilled at an opportunity to visit England. She was trilling about Big Ben, Buckingham Palace, Stonehenge, Windsor Castle, and a bunch of other places I had never heard of. Thalia and Nico had given up on understanding her also. But as her boyfriend, I was obliged to listen.

"Percy, c'mon. We'll be late. If you miss this plane, do realize Zeus will never give you another chance to ride it,"

"Why couldn't we have gone by boat?" I whined I do realize that as the savior of Olympus, I sounded like a child. But, I couldn't stand airplanes, "Besides, the first time I went, it was a disaster."

"Percy," Annabeth admonished, "Hurry up. Because it's an international flight, more security is involved. We're pressed for time."

"I'll only come if you promise me something," I smiled slyly.

"What?"

I pointed at my lips.

She tried to fight the smile tugging at the edges of her mouth, "Fine." She leaned down and pecked me on the cheek. I began pouting; but she replied, "The rest of this service fee will be paid after we land in England."

I went over and hugged her anyway, ducking my head to kiss the top of her head. Nico looked disgusted, "Get a room."

I laughed loudly, slapping his back. Poor kid, he was so old-fashioned. Lucky it was only Nico watching, had it been Thalia, I would have been doomed. She would have started with her look of disgust and ended with infinite teasing. She was in the restroom.

We hurried to board the plane. The only reason I did board it was because Annabeth was holding my hand.

Take-off, like last time, was horrible. I was clenching my teeth and holding on to the arm-rests. I probably would have broken it were it not for Thalia. She kept an eye on me to make sure I didn't blow up my seat.

The airhostess looked at me sympathetically, "First time my dear?" All I could do was nod, a jerky quick movement.

It was even worse when we began to land. As soon as we had, I rushed to the nearest restroom, or privy or loo as they called it here in England. I left the two girls and Nico discussing plans for reaching London.

Harry's Point of View

After the Great Battle, Professor McGonogall had given the students one week's time to recover before eventually shipping us off to our respective homes. Now that we were officially done with Hogwarts, we were to look for jobs.

"Harry, come on. We'll miss the Hogwarts Express," Ginny was shouting, gesturing at the train. But I wanted one last look at my home, where I had truly found myself.

"In a minute. Tell Ron and Hermione to wait," I replied. Those two had become inseparable since the war. It was slightly sickening, but I reckon that's how Ginny and I looked to others. Ron wasn't pleased with our relationship, but he couldn't be one to complain after all, snogging Hermion like that in the middle of the war.

I turned my back to Hogwarts, my castle, my home. I tried to locate the compartment my friends were in. Thanks to their special Head Prefect privileges, the two had secured the best seats.

I chose the seat facing the castle and watched it as the train sped away. We played a game of Exploding Snaps. Ron wasn't concentrating as much as he was playing with Hermione's hair.

"Ronald," she said, slapping his hand away from her bushy hair. I was to stay with the Weasleys as soon as I got a few of my remaining riches from Sirius's house in London.

We were dropped off at King's Cross as a group of tourists bumped into us. They seemed to be of our age, but foreign. They were also a group of four.

"Excuse me," a tall thin, blond haired girl apologized. She has startling gray eyes and her accent sounded American. She looked rather beautiful.

"That's alright," I replied. Another boy, with black hair similar to mine, put his hands over her shoulders protectively. He was wearing cooling glasses, so I couldn't see his eyes. She glared at him, but he didn't seem to notice. He looked pale and sweaty, not so great looking.

"I was wondering if you could help us," the girl continued, looking at me. "We're kind of lost."

"Are not," the boy next to her protested. She jabbed him hard in the ribs, but he just grinned.

"We need to find May Fair Hotel," she said. "If you could guide is, we'd really be grateful."

Hermione wove her way forward, "We can help. In fact, our stop is near there anyway."

The blonde nodded gratefully.

"My name's Harry Potter, by the way," I said, offering my hand to the blonde.

Her boyfriend, I assumed, rudely pushed in front and offered his hand instead, "Name's Percy Jackson."

Like it? Hate it tell me? There may be one more chapter like this before starting actual letters. They need to get to know each other first.

Please review and tell me what you think. This is my first fic in this section and first real Harry Potter fic.

Feedback helps and is appreciated.