"REMUS!" Apollo yelled as he entered the dining room and pointed angrily towards Remus. Remus just blinked, not knowing what he had done wrong to piss off the God of the Sun, Medicine, Archery, etc.
"Yes?" He croaked while the other Gods quietly chuckled.
"Keep your horn-dog of a friend out of Olympus! He was flirting with Artemis again yesterday," Apollo snarled as he gave himself a large helping of mashed potatoes, completely missing the plate as he looked at Remus instead of his plate. Harald squealed in laughter while all the other Gods full-on laughed.
Remus waved his wand and moved the mashed potatoes to Apollo's plate before saying, "did Sirius happen to wink at you while you caught him flirting with Artemis?"
"Yes," Apollo said, still incensed.
"Sirius wasn't flirting with your sister," Remus said as he took a bite of his meal and chewed slowly, a smirk coming over his face, "Sirius is flirting with you."
Apollo's jaw dropped, and Ares roared with laughter falling out of his seat. Harry watching one of his favorite uncles roll around on the floor, followed him by sliding out of his booster seat and decided to roll around on the floor laughing also. Remus facepalmed, and Hera yelled at Ares.
Apollo stood up and stepped on Ares's stomach as he walked over to the other side of the table before picking up Harald, "think that's funny, do you?" Apollo got right into Harry's face.
"Yeah! Uncle Ares is hilarious!" Harald laughed, and Apollo tossed him once into the air. He wasn't going to get thrown up on like Fenrir. Apollo put Harald back into his booster seat.
"Don't get me wrong, Sirius would love to bed both you and your sister," Remus said under his breath to Apollo so that Harry wouldn't notice.
"Sounds like someone I know," Heracles said, turning to look at Apollo, who ignored his little brother.
~LGCHB~
"Uncle Apollo," Harry whispered loudly to the God of the Sun, who was reading a book while sitting on a patio with other Gods and Goddesses lounging in the sun.
"Hey, Little Godling," Apollo picked up Harald putting him on his lap as he put down Hera's raunchy novel he had found and stolen without her knowing. He tickled Harald for a short while, making the little boy giggle, "how was the school with the mortals?"
"Good, I made friends with Ivan, and Marcus, and Ruth, and Gilbert, and Anastasia. But I don't like Henry; he's a big meanie." Harry listed off several mortals who Apollo would never meet nor care about, but he listened to Harald anyways.
"A big meanie?!" Apollo exclaimed in false surprise.
"Yup, he pushed over Anastasia and pulled Ruth's hair," Harald said as he played with Apollo's rings on his fingers.
"What a meanie!" Apollo exclaimed loudly. "Should we sick Aunt Artie on him?"
"NO!" Harald shouted, "uncle Apollo, aunt Artie would kill him. He's a meanie, not a monster."
"Okay, Little Godling, no killing five-year-old meanies," Apollo replied, hugging the little boy to him.
"Uncle Apollo, both Remus and Sandraudiga are busy arguing with each other over me. Can you teach me how to fly without a broom while they are busy?" Harald asked quietly, looking around to make sure nobody heard him. But, of course, quietly for a five-year-old was challenging to achieve, so all the Gods and Goddesses on the patio heard him and were having trouble keeping their snickers to themselves. After all, Harald was the son of the Norse God of Mischief, and his mischief was showing.
"Sounds good to me!" Apollo said, standing up with Harald in his arms before he ran to the edge of the patio and jumped off. Harry squealing in delight the whole time.
Sandraudiga and Remus heard Harry squealing and turned around to look for him before they saw him and Apollo outside their window in a free fall. Remus rushed to open the window and pull out his wand to slow down the motion before he saw Apollo pull a Superman move and fly off with Harry holding his hand and mimicking Apollo. "That SON-OF-A-BITCH!" Remus yelled, upset that Apollo was teaching Harry to fly without aid.
Hera and Zeus were in their suite sitting on a settee on their private patio when they saw Apollo falling from the sky with Harald in his arms—laughing manically before flying off and hearing Remus swearing loudly, "well, at this point, I'm happy I'm not Apollo's mother," Hera said, laughing at Remus as he yelled out the window at Apollo. Sandraudiga was seen on her own Pegasus, Fantasia, flying off, trying to follow Apollo and Harald.
"She's going to come by and bitch about Apollo co-opting Harald later," Zeus groaned.
"Yes, she will," Hera agreed as she snuggled into Zeus's side.
"Heracles wants Harald to spend time with Chiron," Zeus told Hera.
"Apollo said the same thing to me," Hera replied, "but he is so young to be away from us for too long," Hera whined slightly.
"Chiron is good with children," Zeus replied, "how about during the summers only, and only during daylight time. It would also be good for the young demigods to interact with another God besides Chiron and Dionysus."
"Hmm…" Hera responded, not liking that the God of Drunks was at a camp full of children.
"Harald will barely interact with Dionysus," Zeus said.
"Famous last words," Hera muttered, "we should have a new hut built there for him. Of course, he won't need it just yet, except maybe nap time," Hera said.
"Yes! I'll contact Chiron and have them start it," Zeus replied excitedly, "also, I need to take Remus there to show him where it is and to see if the wards keep him out. It wouldn't do to keep Remus away."
"So, it is agreed, Harald will visit Camp Half-Blood during the summers, daytime only until Harald is older," Hera said, with a slight whine.
Zeus picked up Hera's hand and kissed it, "other parents and grandparents send their children to day camp in the summers at Harald's age. We can do this."
"Yes, we can do this, but I will take Remus to Camp Half-Blood; you are not allowed there, remember." Hera scolded.
"Yes, dear," Zeus whined before he got an evil look in his eye and picked up Hera throwing her over his shoulder and entering their suite.
"Auntie Artie! Auntie Artie!" Harald yelled, and all the hunters cringed. Artemis put her finger to her mouth in the classic quiet motion. "Sorry," Harald whispered loudly as he ran into the square to meet Artemis and her hunters for his lessons.
"What has you so excited, little one?" Artemis asked quietly, trying to teach Harald to be quiet.
"I get to go to camp this summer!" Harald said in his normal voice, only to slap his hand to his mouth. The hunters smirked; they would teach the boy eventually.
"Camp? Where?" Artemis replied softly, rolling her eyes as Sirius approached. Apollo followed close behind Sirius, checking him out; some of the hunters giggled, seeing the Sun God checking out the irritating mortal man.
"I want to come hunting with you today," Sirius said as he approached the ladies and Harald.
"No," Artemis replied immediately, not even giving it a thought. It was bad enough she agreed to take Harald.
"Please," Sirius whined before turning into his Grim and giving the Goddess his best puppy dog look. Artemis and her hunters gasped, not knowing the mortal could change shapes.
Remus walked up, "Padfoot, are you bothering these lovely ladies?"
"Maybe you should take him and have him neutered," Zoë mentioned slyly as the rest of the hunters giggled.
"You are a rude little girl!" Sirius said as he turned back into his human self, holding his crotch.
"Sirius, if you need to go to the bathroom, Ya-ya says, just go. Don't hold your pee-pee; it's rude," Harald said, and everyone laughed.
Zoë picked up Harald and tickled him. "Let me down; now I have to go pee-pee!" Harald hollered before wiggling out of Zoë's arms and running for the bathroom. Everyone laughed as the boy ran off.
"I will have you know, horn-dog," Zoë stated, that I am one of the oldest in Olympus; I am the daughter of Titans born as we first arrived from the planet Titan.
"Oh, well, here you go, granny," Sirius conjured up a chair and slid it underneath Zoë making her fall.
"I will gut you, mortal!" Zoë snarled.
"Enough!" Zeus called out as he held Harald's hand and handed him over to Artemis. "Sirius, you cannot join the Hunt. Go play with Apollo or Ares; they are less likely to kill you."
The Huntress and her hunters smirked as Artemis took Harald's hand and portaled to their next spot to teach Harald tracking.
"Well, I guess you are coming with me," Apollo said and pulled Sirius through a portal of his own.
"My best friend has just been co-opted," Remus said, blinking at the closed portal.
"Do you really want to see what those too get up to?" Zeus said with a smirk.
"Oh Merlin, NO!" Remus said. I think I will see what Fenrir is up to today. Have a good day, My Lord," Remus took out his portkey and disappeared.
~LGCHB~
Hera appeared outside a gate that read Welcome to Camp Half-Blood in ancient Greek but read Delphi Strawberry Services in English. She could hear children laughing and playing, shouting and fighting. As she stepped past the border that kept the monsters out, the camp became quiet, and they all stared at her. "Sister, what brings you here?" Chiron called out as he galloped over to Hera. The rest of the campers ran to catch up with Chiron and crowded around, looking at Hera. Finally, Dionysus wandered over with a liter of Diet Coke in his hands.
"So, you have traded one vise for another?" Hera said, looking at Dionysus.
"But of course, stepmother!" Dionysus replied jollily, causing all the campers to gasp, and whispers of Hera reached her ears.
"Chiron, how are you, brother?" Hera asked politely.
"I am well, Hera," Chiron said with a smile as he patiently waited for his sister, his Queen, to get to the point of her visit.
"A cabin needs to be built for me," Hera started to say but was interrupted by loud gasps from the demigods, "my adopted grandson, Harald, will be coming to Camp during the daytime starting this summer."
"Adopted grandson?" Chiron asked, not having paid attention to the happenings of Olympus lately.
"Queen Frigga's grandson," Hera replied, "Odin has lost his mind again and has banished the infant from Asgard and any Asgardians from Midgard. Frigga gave me him when he was three years old to care for. So, he has lived with Zeus and me for the last two years."
"An Asgardian demigod?" Chiron asked, never having dealt with Asgard before.
"An Asgardian Godling," Hera replied as she heard the campers whisper, Godling, Asgard, Odin, Frigga, Five-year-old.
"A Godling. Well, we have never had a Godling train at Camp Half-Blood, but I think we can welcome the child. You said he was five years old, as in five-Gaian-years-old?" Chiron asked.
"Yes, he really is still a baby, but both Heracles and Apollo told Zeus and me that he should be here training with the demigods," Hera responded.
"He's too little; he'll get hurt." Dionysus interrupted with a belch.
"Harald Lokison is a God. He will not get hurt unless you hurt him," Hera responded as she grew to her twelve-foot-high form leaning over Dionysus, "you're not going to hurt the baby, are you? You're not drunk, right?" The demigods all inched their way away from Dionysus and the angry Goddess.
"My Queen," one of the campers interrupted. Hera returned to her regular petite 5-foot 3 inches size and looked at the boy, "If…why should he come here…this camp is for demigods," the boy replied, looking scared. Hera cocked her finger at him in a come here motion, and the boy came forward, not looking at the Queen, before dropping to one knee in front of her.
Hera caressed the boy's cheek, getting him to look up at her, "you, son of Ares, can call me Ya-ya," Hera replied, looking at the boy, "what can I call you grandson?"
"Daryl," the boy replied, looking at Hera in awe.
"Harald Lokison was like you born a demigod," Hera started before taking a deep breath, "and like you, his father was taken away from him, and he was sent to live with mortal relatives when his mother was murdered."
Hera conjured a throne and sat down before conjuring benches for the rest of the campers, "please sit,"
"Thank you, My Queen," Chiron replied, waving his hand trying to get the campers to follow him in thanking the Queen. Some did; others just stared at the Goddess.
"Queen Hel, elder sister to Harald, kept an eye on her youngest brother as Midgard is a part of her realm. Twice she and her grim reaper prevented the death of the boy at the hand of his mortal uncle, but the third time he attacked, he attacked to kill, and the God Wolf Fenrir, Harald's older brother, responded and called for help. Frigga, hearing the call arrived with the Goddess Eir, and she healed Harald while Queen Frigga gave the three-year-old a golden apple of immortality," Hera sighed; this story was harrowing for her to tell since she adored the boy so much.
"What happened then," a little girl camper, maybe eight years old, said.
Hera cocked her finger at the little girl, and she came up to Hera; Hera picked her up and put her in her lap before tickling her, "a wild hunt was called, and Gods and Goddesses from all the different realms came and joined in. Asgardians, Olympians, Frost Giants and Elves, Dwarves and Goblins, all led by Fenrir and his werewolves; they hunted and killed the wicked mortal, and Harald was saved."
The campers cheered at that news! They were all enjoying the Goddess's story. "What happened next," the little girl said.
"Well, daughter of Demeter, little niece," Hera responded, hugging the girl, "Harald stopped being a demigod and became a God. He healed, he survived, but he was still in danger," Hera conjured a tea service and took a sip of tea, "Odin, finding out that his wife and Queen had defied him, came looking for him. I arrived before Odin and Queen Frigga, a seer, passed her grandson over to me to protect. So, Odin made his wife, his son Thor, and his son Loki—Harald's father—forget about the baby and banished them from Midgard."
The little girl gasped. "Oh no! Then what happened, Aunt Hera?"
"Odin entered Harald's bedroom, where Athena, Harald, and I hid behind an invisibility shield. Queen Hel and her brother Fenrir appeared before their grandfather with King Hades and threatened Ragnarök, the end of the world of Asgard. So, Odin left, and I brought the little Godling home to Olympus with me."
"Wow," a different camper said, another one of Ares if Hera was correct.
"So, Harald has lived with Zeus and me in Olympus, with Remus Lupin, grandson of Fenrir, a werewolf and second-generation demigod, and Sandraudiga a Valkyrie on loan from Queen Frigga and Queen Hel as a bodyguard. Harald is now five years old and will join you in the summer here at camp."
"I think that sounds fine; what about you?" Chiron said before asking the other campers. Hera heard a lot of yeah's, okays, fine by me going around.
"What is your name?" Hera whispered to the little girl on her lap.
"Willow," she whispered back.
"Do you have a picture of yourself, Willow, that I can give your mommy?" Hera whispered.
"YES!" Willow shrieked before jumping off Hera's lap and running toward some cabins.
"Alright, everyone, go back to what you were doing except the older campers, and Mr. D. stay," Chiron called out as the campers groaned, wanting to hear more stories.
"My Queen, you mentioned you need a cabin built for you? We already have a cabin for the twelve Olympic Gods. So, who's cabin does this need to be?" Chiron asked.
"You have a Hera cabin? Do you expect me to cheat on my husband with a mortal, give birth to a demigod?" Hera asked, slightly insulted.
Chiron smiled at his sister, "of course not, sister, peace. We were told to make a cabin for the primary twelve. We only used the Hera cabin when two of our campers married; they honeymooned in the Hera cabin. So, we didn't think you would mind with you, the Goddess of Marriage."
"Do you have a cabin for Hades?" Hera asked, "What about a cabin for the minor gods?
"No cabin for Hades and no cabin for the minor gods." Dionysus replied, "Not to mention the three heads, Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades, are not supposed to father any more demigods."
Hera raised her eyebrow at her stepson, "And how long do you think your father can go before he breaks his word?"
Dionysus only snorted as Chiron rolled his eyes.
"Where do the children of the minor gods sleep?" Hera asked.
"They sleep in cabin Mercury, My Queen," a young man, probably around sixteen, stated, a son of Apollo.
"All campers start in Mercury until or unless their parentage becomes known," a daughter of Aphrodite replied.
"Build a cabin for Hades," Hera said, "I know for a fact he has a couple of rugrats running around. Also, build a cabin for the minor gods; they are down here as frequently as the main eleven. They should have a cabin also." Hera tapped her finger to her mouth, thinking. "Also, build a cabin for demigods of other pantheons. Harald can stay in that cabin for nap time and later when he gets older and starts to stay the night."
"Yes, My Queen," Chiron replied.
"Have the children who don't know who their parents are, stay in the minor god's cabin until they find out. Do we need to assign some older children to watch that cabin?"
"There are meadow Dryads and Satyrs who stay in each cabin who act as cabin monitors," Chiron replied. Hera raised her eyebrow at that news, "nothing inappropriate happens where the children can see or hear," Chiron assured her.
"Very well. Do you need anything from me?" Hera asked.
"Some golden drachmas to help pay for all the new cabins would be helpful," Dionysus said as he slurped his diet coke.
Chiron nodded his head, "and someone to come and look at the wards and renew them."
"I will have the Goblins of Gringotts add to your accounts so you can pay for the cabins; you might as well update the rest of the cabins while you are at it," Hera replied but was interrupted as the older campers still pow-wowing with them cheered.
"Can we update them with indoor plumbing, please!" Aphrodite's daughter begged.
Hera turned and looked at Chiron, "Zeus has not allowed updates since the Camp moved here in the 1600s."
"Yes, every cabin needs to have indoor plumbing and separate washrooms for boys and girls."
"YES!" Aphrodite's daughter yelled before running off to tell the others.
"Dionysus and Chiron, Zeus can obviously not be bothered by the details of Camp Half-Blood; any updates, changes, housing issues, ward issues, just come straight to me from now on," Hera replied with a sigh.
"Yes, My Queen," the two men replied.
"I will bring the wizard, Sirius Black, and the wizard-werewolf Remus Lupin by in a couple of days and have them look over the wards; if they can fix them, great! If not, they can at least tell us who outside of Olympus can fix them. Otherwise, I will drag Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon over, and they can renew the wards," Hera said as she beckoned Willow. The latter was hiding behind Apollo's son, over.
"Queen Hera, here is the picture you requested," Willow replied very formally. One of the campers had gotten after her for her rudeness to the Queen.
"That's Aunt Hera to you, little one," Hera said as she took Willows' picture and hugged the girl. "Daryl?"
"Yes, Queen Hera?" Ares's son said.
"Ya-ya or grandmother," she scolded before she hugged the boy. "I will see you all in a couple of days." Then, Hera started walking towards the exit.
"HERA? LOKISON?!" Chiron cried out in horror, just now catching up to who Harald's father was, "as in the God of Chaos and Mischief?!" Hera just smirked and waved at him.
AN: Why, hello, Chiron. God of Centaurs!