Percy Jackson's head was spinning as he finally was able to take a moment and process just how much his life had changed in twenty-four hours. The gods were real, at least the Greek ones were, and he was the son of one of those on the Pantheon. Now he was really wishing he had payed attention to Chiron's class, which was another shocker that was further down Percy's list of things to process.

"Hey Percy," Luke called out to the newly minted demigod, "Come on, you need to be distracted and we've got the best way to do that with our next lesson."

"Alright," Percy replied wearily. He had seen the lava rock wall and had thought it was pretty cool, but when anybody ever said lessons it was hard to separate that from school. As Luke led him to wherever it was that they were going, his eyes continued to wander as he tried to get used to what appeared to be his new home. "Hey Luke, what's the deal with the tree on the hill?"

Luke's face noticeably tightened and Percy was afraid that he had alienated one of the few people that had been kind to him so far. "That is Thalia's tree. Five years ago I arrived with two girls. You've already met Annabeth, but you haven't met Thalia and won't for a while most likely. She was a daughter of Zeus and great things were expected of her. Too great too fast in truth. After about three months, the pressure on her was too much and she left to join her half-sister. When she left, she was able to convince her father to strengthen the power of the barrier that surrounds the camp and he planted a tree to do so."

"Oh," Percy whispered, not daring to ask what had happened to Thalia. If she was still alive, then perhaps Percy would be able to meet her, but if not, then there was no point in bringing up unwanted memories. "So who's going to be teaching us sword fighting?"

"For the most part, it will be me as I am the best demigod with a sword at camp at the moment. You're in luck though as a somewhat professional is here today. He comes two or three days every week and is rather good when going over the basics for those that are just learning. If you have any other noticeable talents, he'll also be the one to start on that training as well."

"Who is he?" Percy asked, thinking that this trainer was an immortal like Chiron. While he couldn't remember all of the stories that he had been told in the past year, he did recognize a few notable names and over half of those that held cabins. Perhaps he would be able to recognize this trainer as well.

"A good man," Was all Luke was willing to say despite Percy's prompting.

With all the pomp around the trainer, as even Chiron had mentioned him, Percy's first impression of the man was a bit of disappointment. Granted, it was only his third interaction with something over the age of seventeen in his new world, but with what he had been expecting, a slightly shorter than average man was not what he had been expecting. The ease at which the man stood was also a little off putting to Percy as like all young boys that had a chance to wield a pointy weapon, he believed it wouldn't take too much to beat anybody who challenged him. Something that Harry was great at beating out of the new demigods.

"Ah Luke," Harry smiled as he caught sight of the Hermes Cabin leader, "I was worried that you wouldn't be here for your weekly beating. Is this the new kid?"

Luke grimaced slightly at Harry's reminder of their lessons. He had improved by leaps and bounds in the past five years, but each time he felt that he was getting closer to Harry's plateau, Harry would raise the bar even more. Harry would never answer how much more Luke needed to grow to beat him and simply smile. It was both annoying and motivating. "Yeah Harry, this is Percy Jackson, unclaimed so far."

"Welcome to the Greek mythological world Percy Jackson," Harry said and shook the boy's hand lightly. He was amused that Percy tried to grip his hand tightly. Even if Harry hadn't spent years training with the sword, his experience as a blacksmith more than protected him from a twelve-year-old. It wasn't anything that a child of Ares tried to do as soon when they were claimed. "You're not strong enough yet, but I think a bastard sword may be just the thing you need. Until then however, go to the rack and select a sword that feels the best and trust me, you'll know what feels the best."

Percy took his time selecting a sword as he seemed to go through everyone available in the arena. Even with his final selection, Harry knew that it wasn't a sword that would last him long. "Alright let's begin."

Percy never felt quite so tired as he did after sword training was over that day. Everything seemed to ache as he lay on the ground panting. Around him not many of the Hermes cabin seemed to be in any better shape. Luke seemed to be the only one that could stand on his own free will, but what little of the bruises that were visible made Percy quite glad he was only tired. "It seems that you'll have some competition soon Luke," Harry said with a smile as he reveled in the groans that came from those on the ground. "Percy here seems to be more of a natural than you were. Give it a few years and if he sticks with his training and your fights will be epic. Now off with you lot, the Athena cabin should be here in a few minutes and I doubt any of you want to be roped into even more training."

As one, Percy and his cabin mates rose and swiftly exited the area. When Percy looked back he saw that the girl who had given him most of the tour, Annabeth he thought her name was, was already next to Harry and smiling as he hugged her. Just who was Harry Potter?

-Potter in America-

"Hey Artemis," Harry said unsurprised at her presence. The hunt had become regulars at Harry's manor and it wasn't just for breaks, though they did enjoy that part of his house as well. At least once every two months, usually more in the winter, he would be invaded by the hunt. Artemis, thanks to her ability to teleport and completely bypass his wards, came around once a week for a few hours.

"Good afternoon Harry," Artemis smiled and Harry couldn't help but to return it. The two had grown extremely close in the past five years and Harry had enjoyed every minute of it. Harry was just glad that she now assumed the form of a twenty something year old rather than a twelve-year-old as she was want to do around the hunt. "Anything interesting happen at camp today?"

"Well, I know who your father will be blaming for his stolen lightning bolt, though I am unsure if he was responsible or not. It seems you have a new cousin."

Artemis' eyes popped open in surprise, "One of my uncles broke his vow, which one?" Though she felt a little foolish for asking after the last word had left her mouth. While Hades was mistrusted and his demigod children some of the worse mortals to have ever lived, he was an honorable god. Poseidon was much like Zeus in his skirt chasing ways as well as his prideful stance on most things. Zeus was king though and so most of the stories that were remembered were those of Zeus' infidelities.

Harry smirked at her before answering as he knew that she was the one to explain most of the interactions of the gods, "Yes, the new kid is Poseidon's son. He has no idea what's happening around him at the moment, but I doubt that will mean much to your father. I can't do much more than train him in swordplay while their arguing either, stupid oath." The same oath that Harry had been asked to give to stay loyal to Olympus also prevented Harry from interfering in what could be considered godly politics. If was were to ever break out, then he could step in however he pleased, but when it was an argument that seemed to be rehashed every few years, Harry's hands were tied. It did keep him from going to council meeting though, so there was that.

"How certain are you of this?" Artemis had to ask. Not because she didn't trust Harry, but because there would be far reaching repercussions, when this Percy was claimed.

Sighing, Harry plopped down on the couch beside Artemis and causally started playing with her red hair, "As certain as I was when Thalia first crossed my ward line half a decade ago."

Returning his sigh, Artemis leaned against Harry and rested her head on his chest. "Something is stirring and as much as I hate to admit it, I don't know what. The time of the next great prophecy may be upon us and this bickering between my father and his brothers is going to bring us all into the fray. If things continue to progress at the rate their going now, it will be another Trojan war. This time all the demigods will be at the same place too."

Harry cringed at this. He had read the Iliad and the Odyssey after finding out that Athena was basically the co-author of Homer's greatest works. This time though, it wouldn't be between armies, but between teenagers that otherwise couldn't step foot out of camp before monsters chased them down. "So no new leads on the master bolt I'm assuming?"

"Not a whiff," Huffed Artemis, her pride as a hunter having taking a beaten. "You'd think with two daughters of Zeus searching the countryside for it, we would at least get some type of signal off the stupid thing, but we haven't. I think Thalia is as frustrated as I am."

"That's to be expected," Harry chuckled as he rubbed her shoulders and she let out a sigh of relief as the knots began to go away, "She and Annabeth hate doing anything poorly. I pity the guy that starts dating Anna."

"Maybe she'll join the hunt," She challenged with one eye in a half-hearted glare.

"I doubt it. I don't know why, but I'm just sensing that she and that Percy are going to be something special when they team up. I'm interested in seeing just what a daughter of Athena and son of Poseidon can do. If nothing else, it should make Athena and Poseidon want to tear their hair out, especially if they start dating."

"I didn't peg you as one that would let females close to him to actually date. I figured the Master of Death would make an appearance if someone started looking at Annabeth funny."

Harry scowled slightly at her choice of words, but he didn't deny it. "Oh, I'll put the fear of Thanatos in them alright, but she isn't my flesh and blood so there's not a whole lot more that I could do. Now, if I were to have a niece that I had actual contact with, or a daughter, she'd be coming straight to you as soon as she turned twelve."

Artemis laughed lightly as she finally pushed herself off the couch. "If she was related to you, I would have to rescue her far earlier to make sure she didn't pick up any of your bad habits," She teased. "Now come on Mr. Potter, I require sustenance. If you make it really good, I won't tell the girls you cooked for me either." Harry shuddered and quickly followed the goddess into the kitchen. While it was flattering for so many to enjoy his cooking, a group of ravenous teenage girls was enough to make him want to put his spatula down. He'd never do that though, as women were scary.

A/N: Yay, another chapter. This one barely fought at all and I may just have another one out next week as well. After that however, I'll probably go back to updating every two weeks. I need your help guys as I'm not real sure on how involved I want Harry in these first two books. For some reason I'm not a real fan of the Sea of Monsters and the Lightning Thief sets up the entire series that I'm wary of changing the two. If you have any suggestions, feel free to leave them.

I hoped you all like Artemis' and Harry's interaction. No they aren't 'together' just yet, but that will come soon enough.

Until next time!