As Kronos spreads the weeds of war in the deep shadows of the world and of the mind. Feeding the unsuspecting minds of children of gods with a false promise and war. In the world above the tides turn as the great prophecy approaches. Zeus believes that his eldest daughter should now help lead the demigods to victory, now that she won the Second Wizarding War. [Fem Harry]


Prologue:

Of Secret Meetings

After the war the old crevasses of high society seemed to fluctuate when came to being famous. The pressure and the notion, of having a life being magnified constantly should have made this meeting easy. However as the rare sun broke through the bleak and dark room of 12 Grimmauld place in London Borough of Islington. Lady Artemisia Aster Potter-Black, a famous war hero at seventeen year old, seemed pale and sweaty at the mere thought at meeting her real father, Zeus. A God.

A sudden crack brought her attention in front of her. Blue-Green eyes merely glanced at the sudden creäture in front of her, knowing it was only her old house elf Kreacher.

"Mistress it is nearly time." Kreacher, croaked in his old and weary voice.

She nodded and thanked him before he apparated once more.

A quick murmur of tempus informed her it was nearly 10 o'clock. Nearly time.

She pushed her wavy black hair to the back, and as she looked in the mirror that was in her bedroom. She glanced over her light blue cowl colored sweater, black jeans, and her dragon boots. Artemisia walked out of the room, and down the staircase so she can finally meet him. As she came closer to door, her hands felt clammy once more.

She closed her electric blue-green eyes breathed and thought, she was going to meet her father.

She repeated the mantra once more.

She fought a war and beasts, without being pathetically nervous like this. She reminded her self again.

Why was she so nervous of this damn meeting? Perhaps it was because it was secret she had kept to herself. Or perhaps it was only recently realized the truth of it.

Artemisia, for the most part didn't actually mind keeping secrets from others. Since, after since the war, her life was so magnified by the Prophet already. That it felt that her life had no room for secrets. And so, she believed that this particular secret of hers, wasn't there's business to know.

She still hasn't told her best friends.

Blue-green eyes glinted in amusement.

Artemisia had always wondered who where parents were, not just how they acted in school, but blood as well. She knew by unique hue of her eyes. That James wasn't were father, he had hazel. And she knew that blue eyes didn't normally come from the Potter family. It wasn't until after the war, she went to formally collect her inheritance from Gringotts, and stunned to the core that her father was Zeus and on her mother's side, she was the granddaughter to Hecate by doing a blood test.

She pursed her lips. Had her enemies found out it would have been disastrous. Artemisia shook her head and then heard knocking at the door.

She snapped her head at the door, and smiled when she realized it was time to meet real dad.

When she opened the door, she stared at the man, at the similarities. He had black hair like hers and electric blue eyes. He was tall and well-built.

She let out a gasp, and felt her eyes watered and croaked,"Dad."

"I'm proud to finally meet you daughter. Artemisia, it's been long overdue." Zeus stated softly as he pulled her into a hug.

"It's alright." She cried, tears springing down as hugged him closer.

She held him for a few minutes, in the doorway crying. She didn't want to let go of her only family. She blinked and then became red in embarrassment. Her father was a god. He was Zeus, and she was sobbing on his shoulder.

A minute or so passed before releasing him. "I'm sorry." Her apology was mumbled as she grabbed hold of her emotions.

What had come over her? Had the emotionally need and crave of a family reduced her to this much?

A sobbing mess Draco would say. But then again, after years of physical and emotional abuse by the Dursleys, the constant battles…and finally after everything, to finally meet the one family you really have… was all too much.

She sighed, as they closed the door and entered the living room to sit down.

"Sorry, about that. I am not normally like that. It just that I always wanted a real family." She sniffed as she explained.

"It's alright.." Pricing blue eyes stared at her at hers expectantly, and then he smiled at her reassuringly. "I am proud of you. I have heard of your many tales. I could hardly believe my hears, that you fought off a Basilisk! Not many can say that Artemisia. Not even those who are trained in the camp." Zeus stated proudly, and then he glanced her.

"Thank you dad. But if I may ask, why have you come here? It not like.." Artemisia smiled at him. He was proud of her!

"I am sure you have many adventures that hadn't reach my hears. Perhaps you can tell me some?" Blue eyes twinkled at her.

Artemisia smiled at him and nodded as she launched in her grand tale. "Right. It all began.. when I was born July 31 1980..a few months earlier there was a prophecy born when the seventh month died..."

Artemisia quickly explained of the Prophecy everything; the first Wizarding war, Voldemort, the Prophecy, and her time at Hogwarts.

"The first Halloween at Hogwarts, I fought off a troll and became best friends with Hermione Granger a brilliant witch and Ron Weasley. Thing is Hermione back then, was a know it all,and back then, Ron had became jealous of her skill and insulted her. And-"

Zeus laughed, "Now there's a tale I haven't heard!"

Artemisia paused,"That's was one of many... once I sorta out flew a dragon. But dad, how come your hear. I'm sure my tales aren't the only reason why your here. Not that I'm not glad or anything, far from it."

Zeus nodded and sighed,"I know. Things are stirring in Olympus, dear daughter. Now, I fear that you might be have to be involved of another prophecy."

Artemisia breath hitched Prophecy! and she exclaimed, "Another one?I just barely finished with the first one!"

"I know and I am aware. However," Zeus paused,"It is not about you since your past sixteen. At first I feared it had been you, but now I doubt it vastly. For once your age lets you avoid it." Zeus chuckled as she sighed with relief.

"A selfish part of me originally wanted it to be you. Since I saw Poseidon's son and his innocence. You, Artemisia, have more experience than most of the campers combined, and true experience at that with almost no training." Zeus paused again as he continued, "I should tell you of the prophecy since it does not apply to you, but don't breathe a word of it daughter. It be showing favoritism." Zeus chuckled a bit.

Artemisia nodded. "I won't."

Zeus nodded,"It's called the Great Prophecy. A Half-Blood of the Eldest Gods, Shall reach sixteen against all odds, And see the world in endless sleep, The Hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap, A single choice shall end his days, Olympus to preserve or to raze."

"Camp Half-Blood?" Aremisia blinked, "Where and what's that."

Zeus blinked at her perplexed and then remembered he didn't explain that, "A camp were Demi gods go to. It's a safe haven of sorts for them in America."

He nodded,"And I believe. its high time that you arrived yourself. Now that you won't be in so much peril with other enemies."

"I see. A Camp Half Blood." She pursued her lips in thought,"I'd love to go see it. Is it year around or-"

"It's up to you. You can choose to go there for just the summer or stay there year around." Her father explained.

Blue-green eyes looked in thought."I want to get away from the Wizarding world. I

"I fear I must go, I hadn't realized it was so long." Zeus mused as he sat up and then turned, "I have two gifts I should give you. Before I forget."

Suddenly, appearing in his palm, was beautiful golden barclete and was three charms; one was a small golden arrow, a golden sword with black curves at its edges, and a round gold circle with eagle shaped a carving and a shield. She stared at it in stunned silence.

"A gift from me and Hecate. All you have to do is will the particular charm. Oh and I was proud when I found out of your animagus form was a golden eagle." Zeus informed her.

"And Now I must leave, Artemisia." Zeus informed her as he leaned over hugged briefly, and as he did she thanked him for the gift.

"Your welcome, I shall tell Chiron of your arrival Artemisia. I'm sure you will use it in your journey to the camp. I will leave directions to the camp later. Good luck. I love you, and know that I am proud of you."

Artemisia found herself still smiling after her father had left. What was she so nervous of earlier? She glanced at the gift her father left her with a fond smile.

In a few days time she would go to Camp Half Blood. In a few days her next adventure was just around the corner.


What do you think? How do you like the name 'Artemisia'? It's unique name. For a fem harry crossover of Percy Jackson I had thought it was perfect for her. Here's a history buff for you. Artemisia was the name of the Queen of Caria. The name might also sound familiar to you have seen 300: Rise of an empire, which her character is portrayed in.

So what do you think of Artemisia animagus? Which is a golden eagle.

I thought was something very befitting of her. Considering Zeus's the Eagle.

Let me know what you think. The more reviews I get, the quicker I get the next chapter up. Oh, sorry about the re post. The summary didn't appear right. XD

Please comment!Thanks.

-LadysWords