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(A/N): Sorry for the wait people, I had a bit of writers block on this one. Anyway, read, review, and enjoy!

Chapter 10

Perseus POV

"Percy! WAKE UP! IT'S TODAY!"

I groggily rubbed my eyes and looked up to see Harry jumping up and down on my bed yelling me to wake up. I laughed, and replied,

"Ok Ok! Just let me get up Harry…gods…"

He smiled before running out of my room to Zeus knows where. I chuckled, children really did love to celebrate their birthdays; though today was in fact special. His eleventh birthday meant magic, Hogwarts, and entire new world for him. I sighed, I racked my brain, but I couldn't remember my own birthday for the life me. After Artemis gave me immortality, I only celebrated it a few more years before it sort of lost its meaning.

Shrugging off my nostalgia, I got up and got myself ready for the day. Today we'd be making the trip to Diagon alley for his wand. I can almost feel the excitement rolling off of him in waves, gods children just seemed to have endless amounts of energy.

Ever since news of Sirius's breakout from Azkaban, a manhunt has been issued by the Ministry of Magic to find him and bring him in to be kissed by the Dementors. In light of this, Sirius took off for France a week ago. According to him, he had a few friends there that were willing to believe in his innocence, and they could provide refuge for him there; the Delacours, I believe their name was.

After a quick breakfast, I yelled out,

"Harry! It's time to go!"

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Harry POV

I ran down the stairs like a lightning bolt, today was the day! I met Percy at the fireplace, and got myself ready to floo. I hated the floo. For some reason I couldn't ever come out the other end right, I'd always end up face planting the ground in the most embarrassing way possible. I held onto Percy tightly,

"Ready when you are…"

He chuckled a bit before yelling out in a clear voice,

"Diagon Alley!"

A flash of green fire enveloped my vision, before I found myself falling to the ground. A strong hand grabbed the back of my shirt right before I hit the ground, and pulled me up. I breathed out a sigh of relief...

"Ooh, so close. Maybe next time Harry."

I groaned before smiling again, remembering that in a few hours I would finally have a wand. Harry grabbed my hand and we made our way into Diagon Alley. I gasped the moment we walked outside. Hundreds of wizards and witches were here, buying school supplies and whatnot. Percy led me through the crowd, trying to get out of public view as soon as possible.

Percy told me that I was famous in the magical world, but I found it a little hard to believe. After a bit of handling this morning, I managed to get my hair to cover most of my scar. Apparently that's what makes me a celebrity; a scar that you-know-who left on me. Percy would never tell me exactly how my parents died that Halloween night, no matter how many times I asked. He kept saying he would when I got older, but I really wanted to know. I'm still grateful though, I lived the first seven years of my life thinking my parents died in a car accident, and that they were drunks who abandoned me because they didn't love me. Percy showed me the truth, and for that I will always be in his debt.

Thinking about those years made me tense up, the memories of Uncle Vernon and his family has left their mark on me, physically and mentally. The scars on my body always bothered me, but then Percy showed me his scars too. Some of them looked similar to mine, while others looked way worse. I asked him where he got them, but he would always shrug and say it happened during the first war. But I knew better, spells and curses didn't leave scars like that. Those were from something else. It made me feel better though, knowing that I wasn't alone, that my older brother knew what it was like.

Percy shook me out of my thoughts, when he announced,

"Harry we're here!"

Startled, I looked up and saw an old shop with the name Ollivanders on the side. Almost jumping up and down with excitement, I dashed in. Laughing, Percy followed me in and told me,

"Harry! Slow down, we have all day to get you a wand."

Not paying him any attention, I looked around at the shop, eyes wide when I looked at the massive shelves filled with wands. The wandmaker himself popped out from behind one of the shelves and greeted us.

"Ah! Hello! Please come in, you're here for a wand I presume? Come right around her, and I'll meet you there."

Bobbing and weaving in between the rather cluttered shop, Percy and I found our way through.

"Splendid! Now, your names, if I may—"

He looked at Percy before his eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Perseus! My, I didn't expect to see you here again! You're looking as young as ever I see."

I saw my brother stiffen, before relaxing and replying,

"Hello Ollivander, long time no see."

"Yes, it has been a while hasn't it? Now, I assume you're here for a new wand?"

"Yes, it is time for Harry here to receive his wand."

"Harry? As in, Harry Potter?"

"That would be the one. Harry, why don't you introduce yourself?"

I nervously shook the old wandmaker's hand. It seems people do know my name.

"Hello sir, I'm Harry Potter."

He laughed good-naturedly,

"Yes it seems you are aren't you? Are you exited for your new wand?"

I smiled at that,

"Yes sir I am."

"Very well, let's get started shall we."

With that, he hopped onto a ladder and went off to find a wand. From up there, he told me,

"Now wands are a tricky business. See as most young wizards do not know, it is the wand that chooses the wizard, not the other way around. The trick is to find the wand that chooses you as its master. But do not fret, every wand has a master, and every wizard and witch has a wand. Ah! Here we go."

Climbing down, he handed me a black wand.

"There we are, pine, ten inches, with a core of dragon heartstring. Why don't you give it a wave?"

Hesitantly, I tried to cast a simple lumos spell. The wand reacted violently, and the windows in the shop shattered to pieces.

"Hmm, I guess not. Let us try again shall we?'

This continued for a good ten minutes, and by that time I tried at least five wands. I looked at Percy nervously, and he patted my on the back reassuringly. Ollivander looked at me curiously, before muttering to himself,

"I wonder…"

He disappeared to the back of his store before coming back with another wand case.

"Why don't we try this one? Holly, eleven inches with a phoenix feather core."

I took the darkish brown wand hesitantly, before giving it a wave. Immediately, the tip glowed blue before I felt a rush of power surge through me. A breeze blew through the store, and I knew I had found my wand.

"Interesting… That wand there Mister Potter, has quite a history to it. Well, more so its brother. Either way, I'm glad it has found its master."

Percy pulled out a dozen galleons and handed them to Ollivander,

"Thank you for the wand, and for the patience."

"Oh it's no trouble Perseus, you know that. It's, as they say, all part of the job."

Percy grinned,

"So it is. Here, let me clear this up for you."

He pulled out his wand and cast a quick reparo charm on the shop's windows. Ollivander's eyes widened almost comically.

"Merlin, what kind of wand is that?"

Percy tensed up again,

"Oh this? It's just a wand my friend in America crafted for me. I had it custom made."

"May I have a look at it?"

My brother looked at the old wandmaker, before reluctantly handing his wand over. I stared at it, I have actually never seen Percy's wand up close before. Come to think of it, he doesn't seem to use it that often. He always seemed to do things without it…

"I cannot believe… is this wand made of metal? I cannot seem to tell what its core is…"

Percy fidgeted,

"Uh, yes, it is made of metal. Bronze, actually. It's got some wood in it too. The core is a bone, I believe."

"Bronze? I do not understand how this is possible… And what magical creature did the bone come from?"

"A thestral."

Ollivander blinked. I could almost see the gears turning in his head, trying to figure out my brother's wand. While I didn't understand the art of wandmaking, I could tell this must've been huge. I'll have to add this little wand situation to the list of things that I keep wanting to ask Percy but never have…

"Ollivander, I'm afraid Harry and I must go, we have plenty of other things we need to buy for his upcoming school year."

"Hmm? Oh, yes yes, of course, my apologies. Here you go, enjoy your new wand Harry! Take good care of it, and keep it in a wand holster if you can manage it."

After saying our goodbyes, Percy and I went through the rest of Diagon Alley, buying clothes, ink, parchment and quills. By the time we were finished, it was late afternoon, and I was dead tired.

Percy looked at me,

"Well, looks like we got everything we need, you want to head back to the manor so you can test out your wand?"

My excitement resurfaced, and I nodded eagerly. Half an hour later, we had taken the floo back to the manor.

Percy yawned,

"Gods, shopping makes me tired. I need a nap. Wake me when you're hungry ok?"

"Sure thing Percy."

"Oh, and please don't blow anything up while I'm asleep!"

I laughed, and started heading to the training room, intent on causing maximum damage.

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Perseus POV

September 1st. The day has come where my little brother finally grows up. Gods, I look back these past few years and reminisce about how Harry has become my family. Sirius too. I'm thankful for both of them. Thinking about Harry, I chuckled; I really, really wanted him to meet Artemis, but I've put that little meeting off until later. I really have no idea what would happen if my two worlds started interacting with each other, and right now I do not want to blow things out of the water.

It was still early in the morning, but I've already started to pack Harry's things up for him. No need to be late to the train. I laughed internally, in all my years here I've never actually seen the famous Hogwarts Express. Granted it was only built a few hundred years ago, but still.

As I was packing up, I heard footsteps. Turning around, I see Harry standing at my doorway, already dressed, with a nervous look on his face.

"Morning Harry, you certainly look ready for today."

"Hey Percy…"

I frowned.

"Hey, no need to be nervous, you should be exited! You finally get to go to Hogwarts today!"

"It's not that Percy…it's just…"

I stared at him questioningly,

"What is it then?"

He looked up at me, and said

"Percy, I've always wanted to ask you some things, but I never really knew how. Today's kind of my last chance to, before you know, I go to school you know?"

I felt myself involuntarily stiffen. I knew where this was going. It was my own fault really, I've never bothered to keep up appearances around Harry. I had anticipated it earlier, but since he never asked, I assumed he never noticed. I guess not. Relaxing, I pulled up a chair.

"Well I'm here now, ask away."

He fidgeted nervously, before asking me,

"Percy how old are you? I mean, in my mum and dad's old photos, you look like you're eighteen, or 20. That was over ten years ago, but you still look exactly the same. I know it's not glamour charms, Sirius taught me how to see through those. And where did you get your wand? And what about the friends you have in America? Do you have a family there?"

I held up a hand to slow him down,

"Easy there Harry…one at a time."

I stared at him for a bit, contemplating on how I should respond. Finally, I told him,

"Harry I'm old. Very old. I may not look or act like it, but I am a lot older than you think. As for why I don't look a day over eighteen, well, to understand that you have to understand where I come from. And I am truly sorry but that is a different question entirely that I cannot answer right now. As for my wand, an old friend did give it to me. But she wasn't from America. I do have a family there though, and I do hope that you'll get to meet them. Look Harry, I'm sorry that I have to be so secretive, but I don't know if I can explain everything to you right now."

"But why not?"

"It's…complicated. There are a lot of things in this world that people, muggles and wizards alike, do not understand. As you grow older, I will explain it to you. Slowly, but I will. You're my little brother Harry, maybe not by blood but that doesn't make a difference in my book. You'll understand eventually."

Harry nodded, but he still looked a bit disappointed.

"You know what, why don't we start now?"

I walked to my closet, and opened the door. Finding my way to the back, I took the tarp off a big silver box. After dragging it out, Harry gave me a questioning look. Smiling, I opened it.

The look on his face when he saw my armor was comical. His eyes widened unbelievably, his jaw dropped and he had a dumbstruck look on his face as he reached out to touch it.

"This was a gift from my sisters, back in America. I used it extensively in the First Wizarding war. It was also my clothes, a lot of the time. I never really liked wizard robes…

Harry's finger brushed over the trident on the front,

"I saw this in some of the pictures you gave me. This is amazing Percy."

I chuckled. Wait until I show him the armor I used in the Second Giant and Titan wars.

"Just wait, in fact you may see me wearing it soon. Most people from the war only recognize me in that suit. Not many people saw my face."

I looked as he stared at the suit in awe.

"This is just one of the things you'll come to understand Harry, I'll explain everything in due time, you'll see."

Harry ran forward and hugged me tightly,

"Thank you Percy…for everything. You and Sirius have been the best family I could have ever asked for. I'm going to miss you at Hogwarts,"

I chuckled,

"Oh don't worry about that Harry, you might see me sooner than you think…."

He gave me a puzzled look.

I smirked at him before getting his trunk along with his owl, Hedwig.

"You'll see Harry, you'll see. Come on, let's have breakfast before you leave. We wouldn't want to be late.

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A few hours later, Harry and I were at King's Cross station, trying to figure out where the fuck platform 9 ¾ is. I was about to go do this the hard way when a redheaded woman and her family approached me.

"Excuse me, but are you looking for platform 9 ¾?"

I breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Yes we are, I don't suppose you can point us in the right direction?"

"Oh it's no problem at all! My name is Molly Weasley."

I shook her hand,

"I'm Perseus Jackson, and this right here is Harry."

A redheaded boy (the youngest one I think) piped up,

"Harry? Harry Potter?!"

Harry nervously shook his hand,

"Yep, that's me."

The kid's jaw dropped and he started to speak incoherently before Mrs. Weasley slapped the back of his head in an attempt to get him to control himself.

"Ronald! Stop making a fool of yourself and speak clearly!"

Looking sheepish, the kid got himself together before replying,

"Sorry, name's Ron Weasley. I just can't believe you're Harry Potter!"

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a little redhead girl spin around to look at us, eyes wide. Crap. A fan girl. Briefly I wondered if I should have taken the time to prepare Harry for the…fangirls… I shuddered. Well it was bound to happen anyway. Luckily this one seemed too shy to do anything.

Mrs. Weasley looked at me curiously, before saying,

"Pardon me for asking, but how do you know Harry Potter?"

Before I could reply, Harry beat me to it.

"He's my older brother Mrs. Weasley."

Seeing her confused face, I told her,

"Not by blood, I was a friend of Harry's family, and so I took him in."

Mrs. Weasley seemed to understand, as she nodded and smiled,

"Well you two certainly look like brothers, it works out very well, if I do say so myself. Come now, Percy, Fred, and George will show you how to get onto the platform. I looked over to her right and saw three more redheaded boys. Two of them were identical twins. Oh gods. One look and I could tell they were troublemakers. Those twin sons of Hermes the Marauders reminded me of? These two were the British version of them. Shaking myself out of my thoughts, I nodded.

"Yeah, that would be great."

She ushered Harry along with the rest of her family before turning to me,

"I'm sorry, but muggles won't be able to cross into the platform, I'm afraid you'll have to say your goodbyes now."

I blinked. Muggle? Oh right, my clothes. Plus I didn't know how to get on the train. Eh whatever, I'll see Harry at the school soon enough. I nodded and went to Harry.

"Well Harry, this is where I say goodbye. Don't worry though, I'll see you real soon."

Harry smiled and hugged me one more time.

"Alright Percy, I'll see you soon."

After that, I saw everyone walk headfirst into a brick wall and disappear. Of course I acted like I didn't, since I was a "muggle." After the last person went through, I made my way out of King's Cross Station and apparated back to the manor. I needed to get ready. The opportunity to surprise the shit out of Harry was too great. After all, what kind of brother would I be without looking out for my little bro in his first year at school?

Another chapter down. Hope you guys liked that one, I tried to make it slightly longer since the wait was a bit much. Anyway, next chapter will be the start of Percy and Harry's adventure through Hogwarts. The main plot line will be based on the canon, but do expect some twists and turns. Things change when Percy Jackson is involved. Shit gets real later on. I'll try to make the chapters a bit funnier, as a lot of you guys seem to like the sarcastic humor Percy gives off. Now, to tease some of you in terms of future plot points, Hecate will be coming back. And she will be sending some, "help" at some point. Now I still don't know what year I will be implementing this, but let me know if you have any suggestions. As always, thanks for reading, drop a review if you like, and feel free to follow and favorite! Until next time,

-Cryosk