ok, so the other author STILL hasn't replied, but if they complain then they can't say I didn't ask. As a rule I only put the disclaimer on the first update so, suck it up. TOFFIE!

Chapter 1-Men in the park

Harriet sighed at rolled out of bed, it was six in the morning and she'd been seven yesterday, not that anyone but she and her brother cared. "Come on Harry, we have to make breakfast." She shock her brother awake. He muttered darkly and fell out of bed. They'd been given the smallest bedroom in the house when they'd grown out of the cupboard under the stairs, they still had to share a bed but nether of them minded, it kept them warm at night "Get up you stupid freaks." Their aunt hissed through the door. "Come on." Harriet smiled sadly at her brother while pulling on her smallest pair of jeans, which were still to big. Harriet was glad she didn't have to wear her cousin's hand-me-downs, she felt sorry for Harry, who did. All Harriet's clothes came from charity shops of Petunia's friend's daughters. The two children ran silently down the stairs and into the kitchen. "About time! Boy, watch the bacon, Girl, fry the eggs."

"Yes Auntie." The two children chorused.

A little later the two children where sprinting towards the park. "Hurry up Harry! They can't catch us! Not again!" Harriet pulled her brother along, her long red braid flying out behind her. Even though they where the same age, Harriet always seemed older. "This way." Harriet pulled Harry down a dark ally. "Where are we going?" Harry panted. "The park." Harriet replied as they ran out the other end of the ally into the park, it was full of people, mostly children and parents playing. "Hopefully Dudley won't attack us here, or find us." Harriet smiled as Harry adjusted his glasses. They collapsed onto the swings, Harry began to swing himself higher and higher but Harriet stared at the ground. Unknown to them they where being watched by two brothers. "Are they?"

"Yes." The two men listened to the gossip of the parents as they watched the children. "They always look so shabby."

"always so skinny

"I though there was three of them."

"Never play with anyone."

"Always running." The brothers looked at each other. "We could talk to them." The blond one suggested. "We should." The dark haired one agreed. "THERE THEY ARE!" A yell came from the other side of the park. The girl looked up sharply. "Harry, we need to go! Now!" The boy leapt into the air at the top of his swing and hit the ground running. "He's defiantly your son." The black haired man grinned at his brother. "I know." The two children weaved between the adults towards the brothers. They kept glancing over their shoulders towards the other side of the park. The boy collided head first with the blond brother's knee. Seconds later the girl tripped over him, the blond mancaught her, he was shocked the be able to fell her bones. "Thank you." She bobbed a quick curtsy, something her Aunt had hammered into her to do to helpful strangers. She pulled the boy to his feet. "What are you running from?" The black haired man asked gently, nether brother looked older the 25. His question was answered seconds later when a shout came from not to far away. "OI!FREACKS!" The two children clung to each other and turned around. "Him." The girl said quietly. A boy was charging towards them, quite quickly considering his size. Behind him was a gang of about five other boys. "Shit." The girl muttered. "Harry, run. GO!" She pushed the boy away. "No. I won't leave you, not after last time." The girl sighed and turned to face the fat boy. Her face became expressionless, her shoulder tensed and she stood in front of Harry, shielding him slightly. "Who is he?"

"Our cousin. His favourite sport is Harry hunting. A.K.A beating us up." The two men looked shocked, the dark haired man clicked his fingers and the blond pig of a boy turned around followed by his gang. "Come on, they must have slipped past us."

"How did you do that?" Harriet turned and looked at the two men. "Magic." the black haired one grinned. Piercing sea green eyes met his. The girl nodded after a moment. "I believe you."

"Harriet's very good at reading people and telling if they're lying." Her brother said proudly. "And Harry's very good at flying, apparently. How do you do that?" Harriet turned to Harry. "Don't know." He shrugged. "Hay, do you want to see something?" The two men said at the same time then glared at each other. "You're brothers, aren't you?" Harriet asked quickly. "Yes." The black haired one chuckled. "Look." He pulled his hand out his shorts pocket. Resting in the palm of his hand was a silver charm bracelet. There was a dagger, a sword, a shield, a vial, a Pegasus, a trident, a jewelled wand and a sea shell. "Hold out you arm." Harriet obediently did as she was told. The man slipped the bracelet onto her wrist. "Have it."

"I can't, my Aunt and Uncle will only take it and sell it. They say freaks shouldn't have nice things. What only makes it worse is that we both have ADHD and dyslexia. I'm sorry." Harriet looked like she was about to cry. "Don't worry, they won't be able to see it. And you're not a freak, you're more special then anyone." He smiled in a kind, fatherly way. "Thank you Sir." Harriet beamed at him. "Not to be rude, Sir. But who are you?"

"I'm Poseidon."

"Well, thank you Mr Poseidon. We should get going Harry, I don't think Uncle Vernon will be forgiving if we're late."

"Right. Thanks again Mr Zeus." Harry smiled. The two small children ran off, Harriet's bracelet glinting in the sunlight and Harry's belt securely around his thin waist. "Amazing. They're so cheerful." Zeus said. "Considering their life. I wish that law didn't exist." Poseidon sighed. "I know how you feel. Talking of our children, Perseus will be seven in a few weeks, won't he?"

"Yes, but I think Harriet needs me attention more."

"I agree, Thalia is important but Harry is in more trouble at the moment."

" I do find it strange that those two get along so well, considering we're they're fathers."

"Well, look at us now, we seem to be getting along well."

"We're in the same situation."

"Yes. I think it's time to return home now, before our wives notice we're gone."

"Ay, I really don't want to be kicked out my palace again, I was when Percy was discovered, not fun." Zeus smirked at his brother and disintegrated. "Stay safe daughter, you're the only one I've had." There was a whoosh of sea air and Poseidon disappeared.

It was almost a year later when the two found out that the gifts they'd reserved that day weren't all that they looked. It was when Harry accidently burnt the Dursleys dinner. "BOY!" Vernon looked murderous. "I'm sorry Uncle." Harry stammered. "You will be." The beefy man reached for his belt. Harriet dropped the pan she was washing in the sink. "NO!" She yelled, jumping in front of her brother. She crossed her arms in front of her face as the belt buckle sliced through the air, there was a sharp pain in her left forearm and she hissed in pain. "Stupid girl." Her Uncle pushed her to the side and she cried out was her arm was jolted. The vial on her bracelet glowed and grew, Harriet's Uncle was too focused on backing Harry into a corner to notice and her Aunt had taken Dudley out into the garden. A large vial of golden liquid appeared in Harriet's hand. She didn't know why but she uncorked it and took a sip, it tasted of chocolate, something she once stole from Dudley's room. The vial shrank back onto her bracelet and the pain disappeared from her arm. Harriet looked at her arm and was surprised to see that all that was left was a long white scar. Harry's belt had given him a shield and he was now defending himself with it, their Uncle didn't seem to notice. "Go to your room, the pair of you and no breakfast for ether of you." Vernon threw he two children out the kitchen. "That was cool." Harry grinned at his sister as they made their way upstairs.

It was another two years later they found out that Harriet could control water and Harry hade power over air. It was when they'd been running from Dudley and his gang at school. "There!" A shout came from behind the two ten year old Potters. Piers jumped on Harry and another backed Harriet into a wall. "Well, what do we have here?" Dudley cracked his knuckles. He raised his fist to punch Harry. "Don't!" Harriet felt a pull in her gut as she threw her hands out. The surrounding water pipes exploded, spewing dirty water on Dudley and his friends, leaving the two siblings dry. "What did you do you freak?" Dudley picked up his much smaller cousin and threw her like a javelin at the nearest tree. It was Harry's turn to throw out his hand Harriet slowed right before she hit the tree and floated gently to the ground. "Freaks." Dudley and his friends backed away and then turned around and ran. "Thanks Harry." Harriet grinned as her brother helped her up. "Any time. That water thing was pretty cool."

"You stopped me from being splat on a tree, we're both pretty cool." The two turned and walked away. "We're going to be in so much trouble." Harry said, with his hands in his over sized pockets. "Who cares? You glasses are still intact and I'm not pulp. Good enough for me." Harriet shrugged.