Artemis was Lily Potter.

Long story short, she and her brother had gotten into a fight and were sent to the mortal world as punishment.

Twenty-six years later, a five-year-old Harry Potter was left in an alley of New York City. Only for him to be found by none other than Luke Castellan, Thalia Grace, Grover Underwood, and Annabeth Chase.

Read on and see how Harry's life changes with new-found family.

I'm back, Baby!

I know I said that you might be a while for this rewrite to be out. But what you didn't know, is that I already had the first chapter written up, so...SURPRISE!

This time, it really will take a while before I post again. I want to get a few more chapters written up and make sure they are ABSOLUTELY PERFECT, because you amazing people deserve the best.

I'd like to thank you all AGAIN for being so supportive of this whole thing. I know it must be disappointing to love a story only for the stupid author to disappear for a year, then only updating to tell you that they were rewriting it. But I'm back, and hopefully better than before.

I honestly couldn't have done it with out your support, you are all so amazing and I don't deserve you. So again, thank you.

Fair warning, this rewrite is COMPLETELY different than the original plot, so I hope you enjoy it!


When the Dursley's told Harry that he was going on their holiday to America with them he was ecstatic. Thinking that his relatives were finally going to love him the way family was supposed to.

He stopped believing that as soon as the cab sopped in front of an alley in New York City.

His Uncle shoved him out of the cab harshly and he landed on the concrete with a pain-filled groan, "You deserve this, boy," Uncle Vernon snarled, "All we've ever done for you since your no-good parents died is provided you with a roof over your head and clothes on your back. And you've been nothing but a whiny brat ever since. Good riddance." He slammed the door and barked an order at the driver before the vibrant vehicle drove off, leaving a five-year-old Harry Potter alone in a foreign city.

The young boy stumbled into the alley and sat on the ground, curling into himself in a tight ball and trying not to cry. He didn't know how long he sat there, shivering in the cold alley with silent tears running down his cheeks.

Then he heard footsteps and heavy breathing, Harry stood up and stepped closer, hiding behind a dumpster. There were four kids at the other end of the alley. A blonde boy that looked around fourteen years old, a girl about thirteen with spikey, black hair and two other kids that looked about seven years old. One of them had—were those donkey legs?

"Did we lose them?" Asked the young girl with blonde hair.

"For now," The older boy responded, breathing heavily, "We need to get moving before they catch up."

The girl with black hair looked around the alley before her eyes landed on Harry, who was still hiding behind the dumpster. She grabbed the blond boy's arm, "Luke, wait."

"What is it Thalia?" The boy named Luke asked, looking around the alley.

The girl pointed at Harry, "There's a kid here." She stepped closer with a small, reassuring smile on her face. "Hey kid, you can come out. We don't bite."

Harry stepped out from behind the dumpster, wringing his fingers nervously, the girl smiled at him, "There you go, my name is Thalia. What's yours?"

"Harry," he responded shyly.

The older girl furrowed her brows, "You don't sound like you're from around here, where's your family?"

"Th-they lef' me here." Harry said, on the verge of tears.

The blonde boy stepped closer, brows knit together in concern, "Left you here as in you got lost and they're looking for you?"

Harry shook his head, "No, they pushed me out of the car and drove away." He looked down at his feet and closed his eyes, trying his hardest to keep himself from crying.

Thalia opened her mouth to say something but she was interrupted by the boy with donkey legs, "Hey guys? They're getting closer, we should probably get going!"

Harry looked at the other boy in confusion, "Why are his legs so hairy?"

Luke raised an eyebrow at him, "You can see him?"

"Um, yeah? Am I not supposed to?"

Thalia smiled, "Not normally. Say, Harry, would like to come with us?" Harry looked up at her with eyes filled with hope.

"Thalia," Luke hissed, "What are you doing?"

Thalia glared at him, "Inviting him to come with us, what does it look like I'm doing?"

"But what if he's not a demigod?"

"What if he is?" Thalia shot back, "Then we'd just be leaving him for monsters to come by and kill him. He's just a kid, Luke." Harry felt fear wash over him in waves, monsters were coming to kill him? And what was a demigod anyway?

"We're all just kids," Luke muttered, before looking at Harry, "Alright, Kiddo, you're coming with us."

"Wh-where are we going?" Harry asked nervously.

"To a safe place for kids like us," Thalia replied.

"Kids like us?"

"Half-bloods," said the blonde girl, "I'm Annabeth, and that's Grover, what's your name?"

"Um, Harry. Harry Potter. What's a half-blood?"

"A half-blood is a half-human, half-god."

Harry cocked his head in confusion "God? My Aunt said never to believe in all that religious stuff, she said it's freaky."

The blonde shook her head, "No, not God, the Greek gods, you're the son of a Greek god or goddess."

"What?" Annabeth opened her mouth to explain more but was cut off by a loud howl in the distance.

Grover's face twisted into one of fear, "They're getting closer, we need to get going."

"What's getting closer?" Harry asked as Thalia grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the alley, the others following them.

"Monsters," The older girl explained, "They've been chasing us ever since Grover found us in New Jersey two weeks ago."

"Oh." Harry said, wondering what type of monsters were chasing after them.

"Thals," Luke said, pointing at a car a head of them.

Thalia nodded in understanding, "Can you get it started?"

Despite the situation, the older boy's blue eyes sparkled with mischief, "Are you doubting my abilities, Grace?"

Thalia rolled her eyes, "I haven't been proven otherwise not to, so yes, now get it started and fast. We don't have much time."

"Don't I know it," Luke grumbled as he took out some hair clips and began messing with the lock.

There was a jingling sound and a woman stepped out of the candy store the car was parked in front of, she looked up and her face contorted into anger, "What the hell are you doing to my car?"

Thalia winced slightly before turning to the woman who must have been in her mid-twenties, "We're sorry ma'am, but we really need to borrow your car. There's someone chasing us so we're kind of a hurry."

The woman observed their dirt-covered faces and torn clothes, as well as the two girl's strange eye colors, "You guys are demigods."

Luke looked at her skeptically, his hand drifting towards the knife on his hip, "How do you know that."

The woman smiled, "Because I'm one too, hop in." She took out her keys and unlocked the door so the kids could crawl into her car. She started it and drove towards Long Island, "You kids are going to Camp Half-Blood, right?"

"Right." Luke said shortly, still not trusting her, "Who are you?"

The woman smiled at him through the rearview mirror, "I told you, I'm a demigod too, daughter of Hecate to be exact. But you can call me Sally Jackson."

Grover snapped his head up, "Wait, Sally Jackson? My Dad told me about you! He said you were the best of friends at camp."

Sally laughed, "You're Grover, right?" The young Satyr nodded, "Hawthorne and I were great friends, he was the one who took me to Camp, actually. I was so sad to hear he had gone missing."

Grover looked crestfallen, "Yeah, me too."

"So," Sally said, "You said monsters were chasing you, right?"

Thalia nodded, "A pack of Hellhounds have been chasing us ever since Grover found us in New Jersey."

Sally furrowed her brows, "Hellhounds? They usually don't leave the underworld unless Hades instructed them to. Do you have any idea what pissed him off?"

"My existence," Thalia said flatly, Sally gave her a confused look through the mirror so she explained, "I'm the daughter of Zeus."

Sally's brows flew up to her hairline in surprise, "Really, are you sure? Did he claim you?"

Thalia shook her head, "No, we sort of figured it out after Grover told me I was a demigod and found out I could do this." She raised her hand and electricity sparkled between her fingers. Harry stared at it in awe, hoping he could do something cool like that when he gets to this summer camp.

Sally cursed under her breath in ancient Greek before focusing back on the road. She glanced at the youngest boy in the back through the mirror, studying his messy black hair and bright green eyes before her eyes landed on the lighting-shaped scar on his forehead. She almost slammed on the brakes in shock, what was he doing here alone in America? "Harry?"

The five-year old boy snapped his head up, eyes wide with fear, "H-how do you know my name?"

Sally looked at him with a sad smile, "I was a good friend of your Dad's, we went to school together. What are you doing here?"

"My Aunt and Uncle left me on the street." Harry said sadly, almost as if it was expected of his relatives to do such a thing. Which made Luke and Thalia scowl.

Sally's face hardened into anger, "I met Lily's sister and her husband once, such horrible people. Made me want to shout some very inappropriate things at your parent's wedding."

Thalia and Luke bit back laughs as Harry smiled at the older woman, "So you know a lot about my Mum and Dad? All my Aunt ever told me was that they died in a car crash."

Sally frowned, "Your Parents didn't die in a car crash, Harry, they were murdered by a very, very bad man."

Harry's eyes welled up in tears, unbelieving that his family hated Harry so much they lied about how his parent had really died. "W-what?" Annabeth looked at him with sympathy shining in her grey eyes, squeezing his hand in comfort.

"If it makes you feel better," the blonde girl started, "only one of them is really dead, the other is a god or goddess, so they can't die."

"That doesn't mean they actually care, 'Beth." Luke muttered, earning a glare from Thalia and Annabeth.

Harry gave Annabeth a small smile, "Thanks, Annabeth."

Annabeth nodded and pulled Harry in for a hug, "We don't need caring parents anyway, from now on, you're my little brother, no matter what." Luke smiled at the young girl and put an arm around the two, nodding in agreement.

Sally smiled at the little girl's adorable declaration but couldn't help but feel sad for all of them. Every child needed an adult that cared for them; demigod or not. She knew she would always be there for Percy even when things for him got hard. Whether he was struggling with reading or off on a dangerous quest to kill some monster.

She was brought out of her thoughts by multiple loud howls in the distance. Right, there were hungry hellhounds chasing after them.

Grover sniffed the air before a flash of panic appeared on his face, "They're close, really close." Sally nodded before slammed her foot on the gas pedal and the car jolted forward before speeding of in the fields of Long Island.

"Come on, come on, we're almost there." She muttered under her breath.

The "Pick your own strawberries" sign came into view and she took a sharp left, tearing through the field towards Half-Blood Hill. As soon as they were at the base of the hill, they practically jumped out of the car and sprinted up the hill, adrenaline being the only thing keeping them going.

Grover, Annabeth, and Harry had managed to get passed the border right before a Hellhound jumped in front of them. Menacing, red eyes glared at them as a low growl rumbled from its throat.

"Grover! Take Annabeth and Harry further into camp and get Chiron. Now!" Sally barked just as another Hellhound lunged at her.

Sally slashed her sword expertly and every hellhound that came at her exploded into golden dust. She managed to spare a glance at Luke and Thalia, both seemed to know what they were doing so she hoped she didn't have to worry too much.

Sally had just slain her last Hellhound when Thalia screamed in pain. She whipped around and saw a Hellhound standing over her, deep claw marks stretched across her chest. Sally ran up and jumped onto the monster's back, stabbing until it exploded into golden dust. She summersaulted into a kneel and rushed to the wounded girl on the ground.

Thalia looked at her with pain-filled tears in her blue eyes, allowing herself a tiny smile, "Did the others make it?"

Sally felt her heart break at the girl's question, even as she's bleeding out she's worried if her friends, "Yeah, they're all safe." She shrugged off of her jacket and pressed it to the wound, trying to stop the blood while thanking every god or goddess she actually liked that Chiron made her do that medical training when she was a kid.

Thalia closed her eyes, "Good, if they're safe it means I did something right before I died."

"You stop that right now," Sally scolded the girl, "You are not going to die, you're too young for that. All you need to do is keep your eyes open until help arrives."

"Thalia!" Luke cried, rushing to the girl's side, "Thalia, are you okay? Well, obviously not, you're bleeding out, of course you're not okay! That was a stupid question. Oh gods, that hellhound came out of nowhere—"

"Luke," Sally snapped, and the boy stopped talking, "I mean this in the nicest way possible: Shut the hell up. I'm trying to keep your girlfriend from bleeding to death, and you freaking out is not helping!"

Luke blushed, "She's not my girlfriend."

Thalia let out a mix between a laugh and a cough, blood trickling from the corners of her lips, "Really? That's what you focus on while I'm dying? You're such a dork."

There was a thumping sound and Chiron appeared at the top of the hill, with two Apollo campers carrying a stretcher.

Chiron's eyes widened at the sight of Sally, "Sally? What are you doing here?"

Sally nodded in Luke's direction, "Caught this one trying to steal my car," The boy waved at the old teacher sheepishly, "They said they were looking for camp." The two Apollo children picked Thalia and placed her on the stretcher, carrying her off to the infirmary.

Chiron helped her up, "It's good to see you again, Sally, how is Percy?"

Sally smiled at the thought of her son, "He's as much of a troublemaker as ever."

Chiron smiled, "He gets it from his mother, I'm sure."

Sally pretended to look offended, "And here I thought you liked me. Ass."

The centaur chuckled, "No, I believe I am part horse, not part ass."

Sally rolled her eyes at her old mentor, remembering all the times she did the same action as teenager, "Whatever. Can I use the phone? I need to call the babysitter."

"Yes, of course, right this way."

After calling Percy's babysitter she went back to where all of the demigods were still gathered and found Harry curled in a tight ball and his shoulders shaking with silent sobs.

Sally gently rested hand in Harry's shoulder and he flinched away and snapped his head up, "Hey, it's okay, just me." She soothed, "What's wrong?"

Harry sniffled, "I-is Thalia going to be okay? I know I just met her but that was a lot of blood and—"

"Harry," Sally interrupted, his big, green eyes stared up at her with hope, "Thalia is going to be fine. We got to her in time. Come here." She pulled him into her lap and hugged him to her chest as the young boy cried into her shoulder, muttering soothing words until he fell asleep.

Suddenly, there was a bright flash and a loud screech as a large, silver limo skidded from the sky and onto the ground, and climbing out of the driver's seat was a woman with dark red hair and glowing emerald eyes.

Sally gasped in shock, "Lily?"

The woman smiled at her old friend, "Sally, it's great to see you. But it's Artemis, actually."

Sally stared at the goddess with wide eyes, "I—wh—what?"

The face of her best friend shifted to woman about twenty years old with long, light brown hair and silver eyes. "See? Artemis. Long story short, Apollo and I had a fight and father sent us down to earth as mortals. Now, where is Harry? Where is my son?"

There was a collective gasp from the campers around them. It was very well known that Artemis was a maiden goddess and hated the company of all men. So, her suddenly having a son was astonishing.

Sally shook her head to focus, "Um, he's right here, M'Lady." She gestured to the sleeping boy in her arms.

The goddess nodded firmly and turned to the demigods, "All of you leave immediately. This is a private conversation that does not concern any of you."

Not wanting to argue with an Olympian goddess, they left to go back to sleep in their cabins.

Artemis turned back to Sally and smiled, holding her arms out to the sleeping boy in the other woman's arms, "May I?"

Sally nodded and handed the young boy to his mother, who smiled and hugged him close.

"Harry," She said, softly shaking him awake, "Harry, I need you to wake up little guy." His emerald green eyes fluttered open, still cloudy with sleep. Artemis smiled gently, "There you go."

"Wh—who are you?" Harry asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"My name is Artemis, goddess of the Hunt and the moon, but to you I am your mother."

"Mama?" Harry asked quietly.

"That's right, baby, Mama." Artemis said, eyes shining.

To Sally, this whole situation was surreal. She had never seen a god or goddess—an Olympian, no less— be so caring towards their children. But here Artemis was, proving her wrong and acting like a mother should.

In the distance, thunder rumbled through the sky. Artemis looked up with a frown and cursed in Ancient Greek, "Father is starting to realize I am gone." She looked down at Harry and pulled a arrowhead attached to a long, leather cord from her neck and pressed it into his hand, "May this help you in any time of need. I don't have much time, but I want you to know that I love you, and I will try to be there when I can." She pressed a kiss to his unruly mop of hair and breathed in, memorizing her son's scent before pulling away and looking at Harry with tears in her eyes as he fell back to sleep.

She looked at Sally, her mortal form's best friend "Watch over him, make sure he has someone to turn to for a mother when I can't be there."

Sally smiled and nodded firmly, "Of course, but I don't think I will have to, he already has three very capable demigods in his corner."

Artemis smiled, "That's good to know." Thunder sounded again, this time louder and accompanied with lightning. Artemis frowned, "I must go." She placed a chaste kiss on Harry's forehead, causing a silver aura to glow around him and a symbol of a bow and arrow made of a moon. Artemis smiled sadly before climbing back into the moon chariot posing as a limo and driving off into the sky.

Sally sighed and picked the small boy up and carried him to the Artemis cabin. Placing him on the bed, she brushed his hair from his forehead and pressed a light kiss to the lighting-shaped scar before going back to her car and beginning her drive home.


Well, there it is! I hope you liked it, because like I said, t's completely different than the original and I wasn't sure if you would.

-LittleMissReadsTooMuch