Tides of Magic: The Enchanted Alliance

The night before Harry's 11th birthday, the air at Camp Half-Blood was filled with a sense of excitement and anticipation. The demigods were busy preparing for the big celebration, decorating the pavilion, and planning surprises. Percy Jackson, now 28, was bustling around, making sure everything was perfect for her godson's special day.

As the sun set, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, Percy finally took a moment to herself by the lake. The serene waters calmed her thoughts, but her mind was still racing with all the preparations left to finalize. Suddenly, the air around her shimmered, and Hecate, the goddess of magic and witchcraft, appeared before her, her presence both commanding and otherworldly.

"Percy Jackson," Hecate greeted, her voice carrying an ethereal echo. "I seek your assistance with a matter of great importance."

Percy stood up, her curiosity piqued and a sense of duty settling over her. "Of course, Lady Hecate. What do you need?"

Hecate's gaze shifted to the camp, where the faint sounds of laughter and chatter drifted through the air. "It concerns Harry and the world from which he comes. The wizarding world is in peril, and there is a prophecy that speaks of you."

"A prophecy about me?" Percy repeated, her brow furrowing in concern. "What does it say?"

"The exact words are elusive, as prophecies often are," Hecate replied, her eyes darkening with foreboding. "But it foretells of a hero from the sea who will protect the child of lightning, altering his destiny and saving him from a fate worse than death. I believe this prophecy refers to you and Harry."

Percy's heart skipped a beat. She had always known Harry was special, but this added a new layer of responsibility. "What do you need me to do?"

"Watch over the wizarding world," Hecate said. "There are forces at play that seek to deceive and manipulate. Those who appear to be allies may be enemies, and vice versa. You must be vigilant, protect Harry, and guide him through the trials ahead. The true nature of those around him must be revealed."

Percy nodded, determination filling her eyes. "I will do whatever it takes to keep Harry safe and uncover the truth."

Hecate placed a hand on Percy's shoulder, her touch cool and reassuring. "I know you will. The path ahead is fraught with danger, but you have the strength and wisdom to navigate it. Trust your instincts, and remember that you are not alone."

With that, Hecate's form began to fade, leaving Percy with a renewed sense of purpose. She watched as the last light of the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a twilight glow over the camp.

Later that evening, Percy found herself at Harry's bedside, watching him sleep peacefully. She gently brushed a lock of hair from his forehead, feeling a surge of protectiveness.

As if sensing her presence, Harry stirred and blinked up at her sleepily. "Percy? Is everything okay?"

Percy smiled softly. "Yes, Harry. Everything's fine. There's something I need to tell you, though."

Harry sat up, rubbing his eyes. "What is it?"

Percy took a deep breath. "There's a prophecy, Harry. It says that I have to protect you and help guide you. There are people in your world who might not be who they seem, and we have to be careful."

Harry nodded, his trust in Percy unwavering. "I understand. I trust you, Percy."

She leaned down to kiss his forehead. "And I promise I'll always be here to protect you, no matter what."

As Percy left Harry's room, she felt a deep resolve settle within her. The prophecy had given her a new mission, and she was ready to face whatever challenges came their way to ensure Harry's safety and uncover the truth within the wizarding world. The night was quiet, but her heart was filled with determination and love for the boy who had become her family. She knows the only person who can help her find the prophecy is Chiron, so she heads to the living room.