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Chapter 5:

The students file into the extra DADA classroom. Bella is waiting for them, leaning against her desk. She is holding a wand, spinning it between her two index fingers. She looks up when the chatter stops abruptly. None of the magical children had ever seen someone playing with a wand in such a dangerous way before.

"Please be seated. Before I get started, you should know this is not a wand in the sense that yours are. As I am sure many of you have heard the adults in our group are truly immortal gods. I guess we should start at the beginning. Now it will be unfair for the Olympians to answer unless the class is stuck, OK." She smiles at the room.

"Eons ago, there was Chaos, who is the ancestor to all gods. Out of Chaos came Uranus and Gaea, the parents to the Titans, the Hecatoncheires, and the original three Cyclopes. Uranus hated his monster offspring, trapping them deep in Tartarus. This angered Gaea, who sent their son Cronus to kill his father. He did using a sharp sickle. The sickle was actually a scythe. After the overthrow, Cronus kept his siblings in Tartarus.

Cronus and his wife Rhea are the parents of the Olympians. Now no booing, we need to get past Grandfather's portion to get to the rest." The room quieted down. "Back to the lecture, where was I? Oh yeah, The Olympians. There was a prophecy that one of Cronus' children would seize power from him, he did what he could to stop it from happening. Each time Rhea gave birth, he swallowed the child whole. Being immortal, the kids grew up inside his stomach. With the last child, Rhea whisked the boy away and he grew up on the island of Crete. When he grew up he tricked his father into throwing up his full grown siblings. Together they waged a war against the Titans and won. The Titans were punished and the Olympians still rule from Olympus. The older set is made up of Zeus, Hades, Poseidon, Hera, Hestia and Demeter. "

Bella took a break and waved her wand to the chalkboard. On it an extensive family tree is drawn. Seeing the two empty lines extending from hers and Ares' mate line makes a tear fall from her eye. Motion out of the corner of her sight, had her turning her head.

"Yes, Miss Brown?"

"Professor, what are those empty spaces?"

"Those spaces are where my grandsons' names go, girl." A new, arrogant voice sounds. Bella looks up to see her father leaning against the doorframe of her classroom. The tall dark haired man, strides in as if he owns the place. Bella and the rest of the Olympian group quickly drop to their knees.

"Lord."

"Uncle Hades."

"Father, how nice it is to see you here." Bella remains kneeling. Hades pats her shoulder and leans to her ear. "Show them what a daughter of the Lord of Dis looks like."

She screams out and jumps up to the ceiling in one leap. On the decent her wings deploy, she flaps once and lands gracefully on her feet. Her eyes have reverted to the glowing emerald green that she hides so carefully. Her vibrant auburn hair darkens to the inky black of Hades and Nico. It falls in a messy mane about her shoulders. Her stylish clothes lengthen and billow to become a hooded sackcloth cloak. Percy and Nico jump up and run to her, before they get close, her boney hand rises and an eerie rattling voice comes out. Harry starts to sweat, she resembles the dementors, and strangely, she looks like him as well.

"Do not get any closer Perseus Jackson, your life is not up yet. Nico, I need to put on my gloves and calm down for a second." Taking a deep breath she dons the barriers that her son hands her, tries to flatten her hair and turns to her father. "My Lord, why would you want to frighten these lovely, innocent children by making me transform?" She rattles. "You know I hate that my hair never stays put." Harry relates to that, his is the same.

"These kids need to know what they have on their side, the ultimate weapon. Boys and girls what you see before you is the biggest advantage that We could give you. Once we reunite our lost ones, you will have the largest amount of killing force on the planet. My dear daughter and her twin brother can only step in at the very last, otherwise they could wipe out everyone. If you still are confused by my demonstration, your Professor is the original Grim Reaper. Darling, click your little stick."

"Yes Father." Bella hits the button on her "wand", it transforms into the iconic scythe.

"Okay, I will go bother your brother and his "Muggle Studies" class now. Just knock if you need anything from either of us." Hades kisses Bella's and Hazel's heads and pats Nico on the shoulder. Before leaving he turns to Bella again.

"I know my descendants anywhere. All three of my missing grandsons are in this room. I am speaking to you now, you may not know that you are yet, but you are powerful beyond measure and you family has not stopped looking for you in 15 long years. Boys, one triplet looks just like his father, the other like my Enyo here and their cousin is the spitting image of my son. Your Grandmother and I are waiting to welcome you back." He smiles sadly and disappears.

"Well, one visit from a Big Three is enough for one class. Please write 20 inches on your opinion of what we discussed today. Class dismissed." Bella slumps against the desk. Getting her wings in will take some help from her mate and brother.

As the days go by, Clarisse gets used to the Slytherin House and the other houses. Her friends are spread out and making new friends all around. Her bossy nature, while serving her well in command doesn't lend well to making friends. Her parents and larger "family" know the sarcastic girl is actually very shy and insecure. While most girls are built like the willowy Annabeth or the shapely Hermione Granger and Thalia, Claire has the basic shape of a female but is more muscle bound. Something that on one level her father is proud of. His being a tad over protective didn't help either.

She notices that a boy who is in most of her classes, seems to show up just about everywhere she goes. He's not bad looking. His shaggy chocolate hair hangs in his eyes a bit. He's quiet, but when he does speak it is with authority and intelligence. She notices that his pale brown eyes follow her around. 'Maybe he is just trying to figure me and my group out.'

Theo Nott, on the other hand, has spent the last few hours following "his girl" around, keeping an eye out for other suitors. He was struck breathless by her beauty when her hood dropped that night. She was exquisite and he was over the moon when she was sorted into Slytherin. Now all he needed to do was get up the nerve to talk to her.

Having no class again for two periods, Bella decides to dance the stress away. She pulls out her IPod and clears the desks away. She is so into the routine that she doesn't hear Mars walking up behind her. He pulls her into his arms and they dance to the slow song playing from the little device.

"Thant told me that Uncle Dead came by. Are you OK?" He murmurs in her ear. Bella nods. "He shows up and makes me transform then proceeds to inform the class that all three of the boys were there. How could I not feel my own sons Ares? We just barely had enough time with them to name them. If you weren't holding Nico at the time, we would have lost all of them." She cries in Ares' arms for a while. Seeing her so worked up, brings out the gentle side of Ares, he starts to purr for her to calm her down.

"Enyo darling, we have them. They are safe here and we are now here to help protect them too. Clarisse told me that she has some suspicion as to the identity of one of them. There is this boy in Slytherin that has my smirk. He's pale blonde with silver grey eyes and has a holier than thou attitude. Get this he's named after the dragon star."

Bella nods, "Draco Malfoy, He is defiantly a good possibility." The youngest of their triplets was a small, pale baby. The other two were larger. Nico, the oldest was the largest, and then Hector. Hector took after his mother. He had her emerald eyes and inky black, messy hair. The only thing of Mars present in little Hector was his strong build. Bella already had an idea of who her middle son was. She saw the shock written on the faces of her students when she descended from the ceiling earlier. Then they all looked at Harry Potter. Harry and Bella could not look more similar.

"Ares, I think I worked out who the other one is. I am rapidly becoming more convinced that the local hero is our Hector." He nods to his mate. "I was thinking the same thing. We need to talk to Hades and Dad, and that coot Dumbledore soon."

"Dear we should talk to Dumbledore first. He would know what the family history is. I have the feeling that the Malfoys have lied to "their" son his whole life. I know Harry is without parents. The Potter's were killed by Voldemort the first time around. He tried to kill Harry but could not; the curse bounced off him and almost killed the bastard when it rebounded. That's why they call him the Boy Who Lived. The Weasley's have taken him under their wing. "

The happy couple walks up to the headmaster's office, neither one noticing the strange stares at Bella's wings. The griffin moved aside at the sight of them. "Come in" Dumbledore's voice sounded.

"Ahh, I see you figured it out then. Yes, our Harry and Draco are your boys. We need to speak to Lucius and Narcissa. They confided in me about Draco." The older man strode around the room, after owling the Malfoys. In five minutes, the fireplace erupts in green flames.

"This better be good Dumbledore, you interrupted an important business meeting." Lucius Malfoy strides in and sneers at the man. This did not set well with the other couple.

"Please sit Mr. Malfoy. This is about Draco."

"What did he supposedly do this time, Dumbledore?"

Mars and Bella stand to shake hands with the blonde couple. The arrogant man sneers at them but his mate politely accepts. "This is not about behavior of the boy. This is about his being adopted into your family and told he was yours." Mars intercedes. Narcissa takes a good hard look at Mars.

"Oh my God, you're his parents." She cries. "Please don't take him away. We were not able to produce an heir ourselves." Bella's heart goes out to her. She lays a hand on Mars' arm.

'I will handle this. This man is the right hand man to Harry's nemesis.' Bella mentally tells Mars.

"Lord and Lady Malfoy, I am completely OK with you two being in Draco's life, provided that you realize that from now on he is not going to be subjected to this pureblood mania. Most of his cousins are considered half-bloods in our world. Draco and his brothers are actually full-blooded. Our son Nico is a very powerful individual. His other brother has proven that he is also very powerful. From what I understand, he even bested you a few times, Mr. Malfoy. As far as his birthright as a Malfoy, I could give two shits. Neither my husband nor I am in need for money. My side of the family alone could buy and sell all the major countries until the end of time and still have vaults left over."

Lord Malfoy's eyes gleam at the mention the money. "What does your family do?" he asks.

"Let's just say, you can't mine for anything anywhere on this planet without dealing with my father. My brother and I deal in life and death." ' I am going to let them think medicine.' "My husband is basically in the business of war." Mars nods to Malfoy with a sneer. It is funny to see him back down when she has heard about his superior attitude.

"Narcissa, will you be willing to meet with me on Saturday? I would like to meet with of my sons' mothers, even become friends if possible. It's too bad that I can't meet the other lady. She died a few years back. Mrs. Weasley has been looking out for him though."

"I would love to." She gushes.

"I will owl you with where to meet , thank you."