This is my first fanfiction so please don't kill me! comments and reviews are appreciated so please do.

So... on with the story!

Disclaimer. i do not own Percy Jackson or Harry Potter, even though i would like to... :(

Prologue: It was a stormy night with thunder roaring and lightning cracking upon mount Olympus. The winged footed messenger of the gods, flung open the doors and came in wet and exhausted. Without even a spoken word, and a shaking hand, he hands Zeus an ancient looking scroll.

As Zeus takes the scroll, he has a look of suspicion on his face and amusement in his eyes. He opens the piece of parchment and reads quickly.

The Fates have spoken and Harry will not make it to his second birthday if you do not interfere with the Black Serpent's plan.

With a sense of authority, Zeus says, "Tell the Fates that I will do what needs to be done."

In a secluded cabin in the woods, lived a family of three – James and Lily Potter, and their son Harry. Today was Halloween and not just any Halloween it was Harry's first. James and Lily were having fun watching a Muggle movie, a Horror to be exact, its name was Scary Movie.

Then it all happened, there was a loud bang then a crash, James went to look outside while Lily went to check on the wards. Before she could even leave the room, James said from the window, "Take Harry and go. He's here!"

She just nodded and hurried up the stairs toward Harry's room. Once she got to Harry's room, she grabbed him pulled out her wand, then cast a powerful locking charm on the door.

With Harry in the crook of her arm and her wand in her other hand, she frantically sat in the chair beside her, and nervously waited for the Dark Lord. She stayed there for what felt like hours until just as Harry was about to fall asleep there was a crash on the other side of the door, waking him up, and only one thought that ran through her mind was, take me not Harry, anyone but Harry. Another crash came from the other side of the door then, BAM! The door was then blown right off its hinges and in its wake, came He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.

He glided into the room and looked around. When he saw the young mother and her child, he looked at them, and then the grin only a psychopath could make tugged his lips then spread across his face - you could even see it in his eyes. Then Lily reacted. She shot out of the chair leaving young Harry in it and pointed her wand at Voldemort, just as she was about to fire off her first spell, she was hit by the Killing Curse.

Striding across the room the Dark Lord looked down on the small boy then cast the words to seal his fate "Avada Kadavra" the green light snaked towards the child.

As it was about to hit the young boy on the forehead, a bolt of lightning shot out of Olympus and struck young Harry on the forehead branding him, a split second before the curse could find it's mark, and deflected it back to its origin. At triple the speed not any slower, Voldemort only had enough time to let out a pained yell of "NOOOOOO!" before it hit him, and he was never seen again… or was he?

Chapter 1

On the morning of Harry's seventh birthday he woke up to Aunt Petunia's screeching, telling him to get his lazy arse out there this very instant!

Getting up with a yawn, Harry found his eyes wandering to the stove, where surprisingly, Aunt Petunia had already put the bacon on the cooker. Walking into the kitchen he looked out the window and seeing what a beautiful day it was, starting to turn around he heard Aunt Petunia start screeching, again, something about only the best for her Duddykins. Walking towards the stove he started thinking somewhere along the lines of GIVE IT A REST WOMAN!

While Harry was cooking the bacon, Uncle Vernon and Dudley came (More waddling than walking seeing as how fat they were) down the stairs and into the kitchen. Harry was knocked out of his bacon making trance by the doorbell ringing, and Uncle Vernon saying "Get the door Boy!" Walking towards the front door, Harry opened the hinged wall and saw a dark skinned boy with curly hair and crutches.

While staring at the boy, Uncle Vernon came up behind him and said "Who is it? If they're here trying to sell something send them packing!"

Coming towards the door "Who are you?" Vernon said with a disgusted look on his face as soon as he saw the boy, "Hi my name is Grover. May I come in?"

"Of course not!"

"Well can I ask you a question?"

After thinking for a moment, Uncle Vernon said, "Just one, then scram!"

"Has anything weird ever happened involving one of your boys?"

Vernon's eyes widened then he grabbed Harry "Take the Freak Boy and scram right now!" He said in a most UN-Vernon like way, similar to Aunt Petunia's screeching.

PLEASE DON'T HATE! this is a cliffhanger don't worry there will be more if i get enough good feedback. i am an active user so don't worry( as of 2015 ).