A/N: Hey guys, this is a rewritten version of Percy's introduction, I decided to give you this while I worked on the rest. I hope to get back to where I was is a few weeks or so. Thank you for all the support.

This chapter, no this story is dedicated to Megaprimo1 and ShadowPillow who have given me so much support I can even begin to thank them.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, so anything in here that you recognise is not mine.

Intro to end all intros.

Percy- Camp Half-blood, United States.

Percy sat in his cabin, Chiron had had him come to camp earlier than usual, even with Thalia's tree dying.

He was startled out of his thoughts by the sound of something knocking on his window. He pushed the curtain aside to see an owl staring at him.

"Percy!" A girls voice called from outside the door.

He turned away from the still pecking owl to open the door, it was Annabeth.

"Annabeth! Maybe you can help me, there is an owl pecking at my window and I don't know why it's here." He cried, pulling the slightly taller female over to his window.

She opened the window and the owl glided over to the post of Percy's bed, ruffling its grey feathers, indignant.

It held out it leg, showing the teens the small container on it. It hooted, shoving it's leg towards Percy.

Percy, not wanting anymore trouble, opened the container and pulled out the letter that had been in it.

"Well, are you going to read it?" Annabeth asked while petting the owl, who seemed quite content.

Percy broke the wax seal, and saw that the words were in Greek, thankful he started reading aloud,

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Jackson,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary equipment. Term begins on September 1.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress

A note was enclosed on the letter, and looking at it, it read:

We have only just found about you, Mr. Jackson, and as such, if you choose to attend, you will begin in fifth year and attend remedial classes in order to make up for lost time. In accordance with your 'special needs', your books will be specially ordered in a Greek edition and other precautions will be set into place. If you choose to attend, all that you are required to do is relocate yourself to England and buy a wand, robes, and if you so desire, a broomstick and/or pet (cat, owl, or toad only.) Your half-brothers will, and are, attending Hogwarts at this moment.

Percy stared at the seemingly innocent peace of paper, half brothers? School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? Was this all a prank? Annabeth seemed surprised too, so it most likely wasn't part of a plan from Cabin Six.

"Percy maybe we should ask Chiron about this." Annabeth suggested, still looking shocked at the half-brothers part.

Percy nodded, maybe Chiron could tell them.

He followed Annabeth towards the large house close to the strawberry fields

They found the camp counselor pretty quickly. He was playing pinochle against three invisible opponents, their cards held in the air by unseen hands. As they ran up to him, the other players dropped their cards onto the table, face down.

"Chiron, we need to ask you about this letter," Percy asked, looking at the centaur seriously.

"What is it?" he asked, picking up on his tone.

Annabeth handed it over and his brown eyes lit up in recognition. "Ah, I was wondering when this would come."

"You were expecting this?" Annabeth and Percy asked, surprised.

"Indeed I was, Percy, but you should have received this when you were eleven."

"What does this mean half-brothers!?" Percy not quite yelled, a good bit alarmed.

"Percy, relax," Chiron said, hands up in a placating gesture. "You were adopted by Sally." The fifteen year old paused, and stared in shock. "Your parents were killed when you were young, and the doctors had diagnosed you with trauma-induced amnesia. One of your brothers was sent to a different orphanage, one was taken to your deceased mother's relatives, and one was killed when your parents were."

Percy stared for a few more seconds and laughed. He laughed long and hard, while Annabeth and Chiron stared on with a mix of concern and shock.

"Really?" he asked, holding one hand to his chest. He took a deep breath and asked, "What were their names?"

"Your parents were James and Lily Potter. Your brothers were Daniel, Harry and Artemis."

He chuckled at that, commenting, "He was named after Artemis? She probably wouldn't like that." Chiron shrugged.

"Probably not. Will you attend the school?" Percy looked over to the letter he had thrown, where it had messed up one of the invisible pinochle player's hands.

"Then I will go with you to England to assist you," the counselor said, his tone firm. Somehow reading Percy's mind. "We will leave next week."

A/N: Again thanks.*Bows* Now if you can help me out, I can't decide where I want everyone to go. I have a poll set up on my profile, please tell me where you think Edward Elric, Percy Jackson, and Danny Fenton should go.