I have to admit that this is my first time writing anything here on FanFiction, but I hope you are enjoying this crazy fanfic idea I had.

Also this fanfic will be a crossover between PJO and HP

So all character rights go to J.K. Rowling and Rick Riordan, except for my original character Bastián

CHAPTER 2

No one could deny that Bastian had grown up with the most loving parents and sister in the world and despite Nymphadora being five years older, she simply couldn't detach from her younger brother always saying that she was the one who had to protect him.

As the years passed Andromeda and Ted saw more and more how special Bastián was, the main thing was that every time the moon was high in the sky it seemed that their little baby was the calmest and as he grew there were too many times that they would discover him looking directly at the moon as if it were transmitting waves of tranquility, on Bastian's birthdays it seemed that the sun shone even more and emitted a most comforting heat, his accidental magic attacks seemed to be enormous, like He could make things float by just crying or make something explode when he really had a tantrum, but what used to surprise them the most was that sometimes and although it was not very visible a pink aura surrounded little Bastian, both parents knew Certainly enough that if her son was now growing into a certain beauty, when he was a teenager he would have enormous appeal, Andromeda had some suspicion of Who could be due to the pink aura that sometimes surrounded her son, but why would be a complete mystery.

Bastián had been 6 years old when he told them one morning that it was true that he had an uncle named Apollo, because he had had a dream in which a voice spoke to him of countless stories and that said voice had revealed his name and that it was from him, that had been the moment when Andromeda and Ted began to teach their two sons everything about the Greek gods, but above all they always tried to be as sincere as possible about Bastian's true heritage but they couldn't say more to a few simple little children; Also at the time when Bastián had reached the moment to learn to read and write they noticed that he could not read, they had turned to a Muggle doctor who had told them that his son suffered from ADHD and dyslexia, exactly two days after he had been Ted who had the great idea of giving little Bastián a book in the Greek language that they noticed that he did not have any suffering, it was that sight had been made to read and understand the language of his divine parents.

Nymphadora was always quite observant, she may stumble upon the same air, but that did not mean that it was somehow strange that her parents gave her and her younger brother lessons on the Greek gods and each of their ramifications came to touch the points of Roman culture, but in his still young mind those subjects were very boring and when he expected to be able to play with his little brother, at his young age he preferred to stay listening to each of the stories that his parents told, for when his brother began to read that it was with great difficulty because of his dyslexia, there was no being on earth that could separate him from the books on Greek mythology.

But in the mind of the now eleven-year-old there was an event that she would never forget because it was the trigger to know in her mind and heart that even though her little brother had nothing that will connect them biologically, for her always he would be his brother and he would be there for him in any decision; Nymphadora had returned on her Christmas break after entering her freshman year at Hogwarts and being classified in Hufflepuff just like her father Ted, she had been playing alongside Bastian in the backyard of their homely house, they both wanted to be able to climb the tree that His mother had planted there years ago, Nymphadora had managed to climb even higher and was motivating her brother to climb like her, but neither of them had expected little Bastian to slip the moment he had reached his side. sister, which had caused him to hit his head at the time of the fall and from then on the whole truth had come out, she as an older sister had come down quickly that to her surprise at no time had she suffered from an attack of clumsiness that characterized her, she had verified that her brother was fine but what had surprised and scared her at that moment was that of her brother's forehead where he had been She had a trace of red blood like a simple mortal, it was the opposite because from the wound that her brother had there was a trace of golden liquid, that was what had made her run to her parents, for when she had returned with both adults, they were also more than surprised, her father had silenced her before her endless questions that she asked about what was happening to Bastián, her mother had taken her younger brother inside the house to heal his wound and try to calm him down, since before the obvious stress of his sister he had been scared and had started to cry.

It was on that same day that both adults had to sit down with their children and explain that what they had seen was the blood that Bastián had running inside his veins and that blood was called Ichor, Bastián himself at his young age had told them that if he was a monster for being different from them, Andromeda and Ted had told them both that no one was weird or a monster just because their youngest son had Ichor in his veins, if not that it made him even more special, it was in that Nymphadora knew that her little brother would grow up with a huge burden on his shoulders to be demigod, because she herself at the age of eleven had begun to pay attention to every book that could pass through her hands on the Greek gods and learned to pray for the always protection of their little brother Bastián.