Prestory A/N: I decided that I want to do another version of this story. Aphrodite is still going to be Harry's mom but I'm changing the dad.

Smite Young God Harry

Chapter 1: Why is it always me?

Harry banged his head on the table as he was sitting down next to his soul mate, Hermione Granger. She gently rub his back then he shot up. "You know what?" He growled out, "I Am Getting SICK AND TIRED OF THIS!" He went to the middle of the room with Hermione quickly following him. "So Once Again, I Get Involved In Something That Wants To Kill Me Huh?" He drew his wand, "Let's just clear the air right now. I, Harry James Potter, swear on my life and magic that I did not put my name in the Goblet nor did I ask anyone to do it for me. So it is said, so it has come to pass, So Mote It Be!" Just then he was surrounded by light then he dropped to his knees, "so are all of you in agreement of me being in this death trap of a tournament?"

"Yes!" Said Kakarov. "And You Are The Reason…"

"SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH DEATH EATER!" said Harry. "No one gives a damn about what a coward says! You want me in it? Fine, that goes for the rest of you?" They nodded their heads. "Then so be it, Dumbledore, you just lost your golden goose."

"What?" He said.

"By agreeing that I have to participate in a tournament for those 'of age'. You have stopped being my magical guardian." The old headmaster paled knowing he was right. He could've said no and the names would have been redrawn but now his puppet cut its strings. "Also, Snape? That's how my father became so arrogant, because thanks to stupid moves like this and people like you and the Headmaster!" Then he placed his hands in a prayer like pose, "since you all have agreed that I am 'of age' to be in the tournament, I can now get my heritage." He lowered his head, "I call up on my godly parents, please come to me, the mortals have declared me to be of age to see you and be with you again." Just then there was a bright flash of light and then a pair of people had appeared behind him.

One was a very beautiful woman, with long blond hair, icy blue eyes, dressed white and blue silk with gold accents, white flats and carrying a gold and platinum staff. She gently touched his shoulder.

The man that had showed up was buffed, had a dark tan, was in blue bike shorts, red and white striped flaps at his crotch and sides, golden sandals with shin guards, gauntlets with gold trim, a white star on a blue background was on the back of his hands, red and white stripes were on his forearms, he had a harness with big circle on his chest with a white star on a blue background in the middle, red and white stripes on his shoulders trimmed in gold.

The weirdest thing about him was that he had the head of an American bald eagle. He was carrying a rocket like a staff. He reached over to touch Harry's other shoulder. People were whispering about them.

"Is she a Veela?"

"They sure are colorful."

"Is that an eagle's head?"

"THAT'S Potter's parents?"

Just then the power that came from the two behind Harry started to flow into him. It started to change his body, he was getting bigger and more powerful, all the malnutrition was being reversed and all his injuries, healed. Harry was now in a flak vest, cargo pants, boots and wraps on his hands. His hair was now longer and in a ponytail. They looked at Hermione and the woman walked over to her.

"Let his body get used to the power we gave him." She said, the man nodded.

"It shouldn't take too long." He said, "let's handle the business Dite." They walked right to the main table. That was when Dumbledore and the other knew they were fucked.

"So Albus, you saw it in your supreme wisdom to have my son in a death trap tournament?" Dite said as she glared at him.

"Um, I'm sorry my dear but who are you?" He said.

"Don't Play Stupid With Us Old Man!" Screamed the eagle headed man. "You Knew What You Were Doing When You Didn't Remove My Son From This Tournament!"

"I assure you, if I knew who he was…" They got madder.

"HARRY!" They said, Dumbledore started to turn white.

"You can't be Harry Potter's parents," he said. "They are…" Just then they started to transform into two familiar people. Their clothes didn't change but, Dite's hair turned red and her eyes green and the eagle man's head turn into a human one. With messy black hair and hazel eyes. "Oh bloody hell." They smirked and changed back.

"They are Aphrodite and… Ra?" Said Hermione, he nodded. "But, what's with the American look?"

"I'm Ramerica, sweetie." He said.

"Ramerica? Then that means…"

"Harry's a god and an American citizen." Said Aphrodite, now everyone started to pale.

"And I am going to contact the ICMC!"

"N-Now we don't need to get them involved." Said Dumbledore.

"I think we do Albus."

"Besides, We Only Want The Best For Harry."

"So, he'll be representing 'Solaria School for Magic' in Phoenix, AZ." Just then a group of people had appeared behind them. The Headmaster was around 6 foot 7 had long black hair and dark skin. He was in a black muscle shirt, cargo pants, boots, gloves, sunglasses and a trench coat.

"Where are we?" He said.

"Principal Jonson? I am Lily Potter and I wish to enroll my son Harry in your school." Said Aphrodite, he looked at her.

"Harry Potter?" He said.

"Yes, my husband and I want him to go to the best magic school in the world."

"I see, by ICMC standards Solaria is #1." He said, "we'll accept him." Just then Harry right arm started to gain mystical tattoos. From his shoulder to his wrist, Ramerica saw this and smiled.

"I Think He's Ready."

TBC

A/N: Well, this was something I wanted to write. This time no games. Enjoy this one.