Summary: A letter from Harry Potter to Percy Jackson after his name got spit out of The Gobler of Fire that changed the whole Wizarding World.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson

Warnings: Can be read as slash, the language may be formal (it's not my native language)

Dear Perseus,

I hope this letter finds you in good health.

You told me that I could always write to you when I needed it. So, here is my letter.

I already told you that I am a wizard and that I go to Hogwarts. Unfortunately, that is not all that there is. Every year, something has happened. In my first year, I got attacked by the spirit of Voldemort while I was protecting the sorcerer's stone. In my second year, students got petrified by a Basilisk that I killed at the end of the school year. In my third year, the mass murderer Sirius Black escaped Azkaban, but he turned out to be innocent. He was my godfather who wanted to revenge my parent's death, but the real murderer is still free. The night that I discovered the truth about my parents was also the night that I travelled back in time to save Sirius and a hippogriff named Buckbeak.

This year, Dumbledore told us about the Triwizard tournament that would take place at Hogwarts. I was happy, because what could wrong this year? No professor who want to kill me, no petrified students or a mass murderer after me. This would be the first year that the spotlight would not be on me. I believe that you can understand how lovely that would have been. But I was wrong. After the student of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang arrived, the Goblet spat out the name of the champions. Fleur Delacour for Beauxbatons, Viktor Krum for Durmstrang and Cedric Diggory for Hogwarts. All the champions were in the antechamber waiting for the judges. This is where everything went wrong.

While Dumbledore was talking, the Goblet glowed again, and it spat out another name. You probably already guessed whose name it was. Yes, it was mine. The whole school got quiet and I had to go to the antechamber. When the judges and the heads of the school came in, everyone started accusing me, but Perseus! Please believe me when I say that I didn't put my name in the Goblet. Everyone else is so sure about it. I never wanted this! I bloody hate this! The gave me no choice and now I must compete in the Triwizard Tournament.

The whole school hates me now. They all believe that I put my name in the Goblet. Nobody believes in me anymore. Everyone is evading me now, even Ron and Hermione. I am alone now, and I do not know what to do anymore. I never could understand how it felt for you when you got cast out of the Camp, but now, now I can understand.

I wish that you could be here with me, that you could tell me what to do. The First Task is in a week tomorrow. I must fight against a dragon. I hope that Hedwig can find you before the First Task.

Goodbye for now,

Your dear friend,

Harry Potter

After reading the letter, Perseus almost crushed the letter. He took a deep breath and called out to the only one who still would and could help him out now; "Lady Hecate, I am in need of your service. One of your children is in danger and I cannot help him alone."