Alright here is the second chapter for y'all. It's kind of shitty, I know this so ya don't gotta tell me.

I want to say a big 'Thank You' to everyone that has commented so far. If this story remains at least semi-popular I'll try to get updates up quickly.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own HP or PJ.

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Hadrian appears out of the darkness standing next to Thalia's tree. Smiling sadly at the majestic pine, Hadrian gently places his hand on the rough bark and sends a tiny jolt of nature magic into its trunk.

If there was one thing he did not agree with his father on it was his wrathful perusal of Zeus' demigod daughter. While Hadrian was impartial towards The Pact the Big Three had made, Hades took to it with zealous, even going as far to spurn the mortal woman Maria di Angelo; though Persephone did admit later that if Hades did have an affair that resulted in children, she would of gladly killed them and the mortal skank.

Hadrian could only feel relief when his father agreed not to send any monsters that would actually harm his mate. He had no doubt however if Percy wasn't his mate, Alecto would have gotten a decent chunk out of him.

Shaking his head, Hadrian made his way through the barrier that protected Camp Half-blood, shivering slightly as he felt the ancient magic wash over him.

Making his way to what they call The Big House, Hadrian let his eyes wonder over the majestic landscape that made up the camp. Hadrian spots the cabins off in the distance, frowning at the decrepit state of cabin 13. Hadrian couldn't blame Chiron for the sad looking cabin; Hades hadn't fathered a demigod child since the Second World War.

Shaking his head, Hadrian continued towards the sprawling blue house.

The first thing Hadrian notices is the huge wraparound deck and numerous windows.

Fluidly making his way up the stairs, Hadrian is greeted with the scowling visage of Dionysius. Hadrian couldn't hold in his snort of amusement at the cheetah print shirt he was wearing.

"And what are you laughing at, demigod?"

"Nothing sir."

Purple eyes glare into acidic green before breaking off and calling over his shoulder. "Chiron! We have a cocky demigod with an attitude out here! Come take care of it before I do!"

An older man with a mane of curly brown hair and a horse's body comes from around the house.

Tilting his head towards Dionysus, Chiron asks with a cheeky grin. "Now Mr. D I think it is quit too early to be yelling already, don't you?"

Mr. D scowls at Chiron while Chiron turns to face Hadrian.

"I have never seen you before, so you must be new here. Please tell me, do you know where you are?" Chiron's voice is kind and gentle, Hadrian instantly likes him.

Playing the part of a scared and nervous demigod, Hadrian pushes his two pointer fingers together and pretends to be abashed.

"Sort of, a couple of days ago I was attacked by some winged monster, and after that I heard a voice in my head telling me to go to a place called Camp Half-blood."

Chiron's eyebrows crease. "A voice you say? Very interesting… Did it say anything else?"

Hadrian shakes his head before twirling his necklace around in his fingers.

"Besides directions on how to get here and that once I made it here I would be safe, no."

Chiron hums under his breath, sharing a look with Dionysus.

"And what is your name young man?"

"Hadrian."

Catching Hadrian's continued movement with the small black stone hanging from Hadrian's necklace, Chiron nods towards it.

"Well Hadrian, my name is Chiron. Would you mind telling me how long you've had that necklace? You seem pretty attached to it."

Acidic green eyes meet Chiron's own navy blue.

"I've had it all my life; my mother said that it was the only thing my father left me."

"Would you mind if I could see it? It might help me explain some things better to you."

Hadrian nods before carefully taking off the necklace. Delicately placing it in Chiron's outstretched hand; Hadrian waits for him to recognize the insignia carved into it.

Chiron feels his eyes widen when he sees the familiar insignia of Hades Helm of Darkness carved into the smooth onyx stone.

"You said that your father left you this necklace?"

Hadrian nods his head. "That's what my mom told me."

Chiron hums slightly before handing the necklace back to Hadrian.

"Do you know what a demigod is Hadrian?"

"Aren't they the children of a god and mortal?"

Chiron clamps a hand on Hadrian's shoulder. "That's correct. A demigod, or half-blood, is the offspring of a mortal and gods union. They receive specific powers from their god parent; however this makes them a target for monsters that live in the Mist."

Hadrian tilts his head cutely to the side. "The Mist?"

Chiron nods his head thoughtfully. "Yes. Mist is a supernatural force that was created by Hecate. She, and her children, can control Mist to twist the eyesight of a mortal and make them believe any supernatural thing they witnessed was actually a normal everyday occurrence. For example, if you were to unsheathe a magical sword, it would look like a baseball bat or rifle to a mortal."

Hadrian made his eyes grow wide, as if in astonishment, before shaking his head. "While that is very interesting, what does it have to do with me?"

Chiron gives Hadrian an understanding smile. "Because you are a demigod, young Hadrian," Patting Hadrian gently on the back, he continues. "I suspect I know who your immortal parent is, though I do not want to voice my suspicions until I am a hundred percent certain."

Noticing a camper walking by, Chiron calls out to him. "Luke! Will you take Hadrian here on a tour of the camp? He just arrived, and until he is claimed will you set him up a place in your father's cabin?"

Walking over Luke gives Hadrian a friendly smile, his light blue eyes twinkling. "That's alright with me Chiron; I gave Percy a tour a couple of days ago, though I find it odd we have gotten two new demigods in such a short time from each other."

Dionysus, who was still standing unnoticed, snorted in disdain.

"And if we're lucky, they'll be the last two of the summer."

Chiron laughs good naturedly at Dionysus. "Mr. D, your mood is incredibly poignant today. Have you been attempting to drink wine again?" Chiron winks towards Hadrian before making a shooing motion. "You guys get on with your tour now. Lunch will be served shortly."

Watching as the two demigods got further away, Chiron turns to Dionysus, his visage turning into one of complete seriousness. "Did you see the insignia on his necklace?"

Dionysus' face his grim as he nods. "Yes, and if having one of their sons at camp wasn't bad enough, we get saddled with his? It will certainly be interesting around here. Let us hope they do not become," Dionysus shudders, "Friends."

Chiron gives a hearty laugh before thumping Dionysus on the back.

"Don't sound so disheartened, maybe the gods will take pity on you and reduce your sentence."

The rumbling echo in the distant sky causes Chiron to smirk.

"So Hadrian was it?" Luke looks toward him for confirmation, at seeing Hadrian's nod he continues. "I'm Luke, son of Hermes."

Hadrian plasters a downcast expression on his face. "I don't know who my immortal parent is."

Luke clamps a strong hand on Hadrian's shoulder. "Don't worry a lot of the demigods here don't know who their godly parent is. It's only your first day here though, so there is still a big chance you might get claimed soon." At Hadrian's still upset appearance, Luke tacked on. "We just got a new camper a couple of days ago who didn't get claimed till yesterday, so just you wait, It'll happen."

Hadrian gives Luke a timid smile before they stop in front of a cabin with the number eleven painted on it.

Waving his hand in mock extravagance towards the rundown looking cabin, Luke began his introduction. "This is Hermes cabin, or cabin eleven, we have an acceptance policy set on our cabin that we will house all unclaimed demigods, and the demigods from minor gods who don't have a cabin. Excuse the chipping paint and worn-out look; it's all part of our homey feel." Luke gives Hadrian a serious look. "While we are very welcoming here at cabin eleven, keep a close watch on your things because we are notorious thieves."

"Thanks for the heads up."

Luke flashes Hadrian a friendly smile. "It aint no problem, now let's get your stuff set up so we can head to the Dining Pavilion and get something to eat."

Hadrian nods his head before following Luke into the cabin from hell.

Hadrian plops down on a bench in the Pavilion, resting his head against the table. Now Hadrian understood while his father was always so worn out after a meeting with Hermes.

Luke laughs heartily at him before tugging on his arm. "Come on squirt, we have to offer a small portion of our meals to the gods, though you can choose a specific one if you want."

Hadrian eyes Luke in confusion. "The gods don't eat mortal food though, do they?"

Luke shakes his head before leaning down and whispering in his ear, "I honestly think they just like the smell of burnt food." In a louder voice he continues. "Now come on so we can eat."

Hadrian follows Luke to a giant burning bonfire watching as he silently scrapes a small portion of food off of his plate before moving on. Hadrian steps up to the burning flame and scrapes a portion of his own food into the fire while sending a 'prayer' to his father.

"If you do not claim me soon, and make me sleep in that infernal cabin, I will dye your wardrobe pink and make it stay that way for a month."

Making his way make back to Hermes table, Hadrian sits down and begins to mechanically eat his food. Noticing the golden goblet sitting on the table in front of him, he gives Luke a questioning look when he sees it's empty.

"They're enchanted to fill with whatever drink, non-alcoholic, that you tell it you want."

Nodding his head, Hadrian watches as his goblet fills with water.

It was dinner when Dionysus finally decided to introduce Hadrian to the camp.

"I know you are all pretty interested in the new camper, so I would like to call Harrison up to the front to say hello."

Scowling at Dionysus, Hadrian made his way to the front of the tables.

"My name is Hadrian not Harrison." Nodding to the amused looking campers, Hadrian continued. "It is nice to meet you all."

After his greeting Hadrian stands with his arms crossed across his chest glaring at Dionysus until he clears his throat.

"Yes well, thank you Harry, you can have a seat now."

Rolling his eyes, Hadrian is about to make his way back towards Hermes table when a collective gasp goes through the Pavilion.

Noticing a younger camper pointing to a spot above his head, Hadrian follows his finger until his eyes land on a pitch black crown floating above his head.

Inwardly smirking, Hadrian turns big green eyes towards Chiron.

"What does this mean?"

Chiron, noticing Hadrian's distressed look, moves to stand by him.

"Well it looks like our newest camper has been claimed; Hadrian your immortal parent is Hades." Nodding towards a teenager sitting at a table by himself, Chiron whispers to Hadrian. "Why don't you go sit next to Perseus, he is the only other son of one of the Big Three so you two will have to share the table."

Nodding his head to Chiron, Hadrian makes his way to the table his mate is sitting at.

Sitting down across from Percy, Hadrian gives him a shy smile.

"Hadrian Black, son of Hades."

Percy smiles at Hadrian, his blue green eyes twinkling in delight.

"Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon. I've got to say I'm relieved your father is as notorious as mine, because sitting at this table alone sucks."

"Well I'm glad that I could be of service to you." Hadrian gives Percy a cheeky grin. "We'll be loners together."

Nodding his head at Hadrian, Percy gives him another bright white smile.

"Yes, together."