(So Fanfiction gonna start deleting chapters now, ey? Gotchu. Anyways, this is a rewrite so that's why it's shorter than the usual chapter length. Dunno what happened to the original but now I'm going to start making Word copies. Hopefully this doesn't happen again.)

Why was Zoë with him, Ron and Hermione? She was a huntress that belonged in this world. It was the stress. He had been through a lot and now his mind was creating a scenario in which he could relax.

Sitting up, he realized he was still on the bull. Percy was also awake, staring over the horizon.

"What's the problem?" Harry placed a hand on Percy's shoulder as he spoke to him.

"Hm? Nothing, nothing. Just...have a weird feeling." Percy told him.

"About what?"

Percy sighed, "I can't explain it. I just have one."

Harry nodded, "I understand. We all get feeling likes that once in a while."

"Guys, hate to interrupt," Annabeth pointed, "But look."

Harry followed her finger and saw two human figures standing on the ground in front of them, about 50 meters away.

"Who do you think they could be?" Thalia asked.

"Please not an enemy," Percy sighed, "I've had my share for now."

"It can not be..." Zoë trailed off as they got closer, "It is...Lord Ares and Lady Aphrodite."

The six slid down the bull's side as it lowered itself to the ground. Harry was the first to stand before the gods.

Ares was a muscular man with a hateful sneer. He had on black jeans with matching combat boots and a black bullet bulletproof vest on top of his blood red muscle shirt. His red aviators didn't allow anyone to see his eyes, but if Harry could've seen them, he'd guess that they were filled with images of death and destruction. The guy radiated an aura of anger.

Aphrodite, on the other hand, seemed like his polar opposite. Everything about her was beautiful and loving. She had wavy red hair and shining green eyes that seemed to tell you, 'Everything is going to be okay.' She seemed to be wearing no makeup and the air around her radiated one of warmth and love.

For some reason, that scared him more than Ares.

She tapped his forehead, "Harry Potter...I must have a word with you."

Harry glanced back at the others, making eye contact with Thalia. She shrugged her shoulders and he faced forward.

"Alright. What do you want to talk about?"

"It is something that relates only to you, come this way." Aphrodite walked away from the group.

Harry followed after her and when they were a good distance from the others, she stopped.

"You're a cute one when I take a good look at you. If only you weren't so young..."

"Thank you?" Harry didn't like where this was going, "Is that what you wanted to tell me?"

"Oh Olympus no!" She laughed, "I wanted to see for myself, the new demigod. You know the gods have been buzzing about you, right?"

"The thing is Lady Aphrodite~"

"Aphrodite is fine." She interrupted him.

"Okay. Well, Aphrodite, the thing is, I'm not a demigod. I'm 100% human. I'm not even from this world."

She blinked, "That's perfect! I can see it now, two teenagers from different worlds fighting against all odds to be together. True star crossed lovers." Her eyes were shining.

"I don't~"

"Never mind," Aphrodite waved her hand, "Your stay here is short, I presume. I guess that means I don't have a chance to meddle with your love life."

"Alright then..." Harry was officially scared of the goddess, "Can I head back to my group now?"

"Yes, of course, of course," She smiled, "Try to stay alive for me, okay?"

"I'll try." Harry answered, and with that, trudged back to the group.

From the looks of things, Ares hadn't been much fun either. Percy was scowling, Thalia was frowning, Annabeth's forehead was creased and Zoë was muttering Greek to herself. Bianca seemed to be the only one unaffected by the dark emotions.

"Let's head on then." Harry clapped his hands together, shaking everyone out of their mood.

Ares and Aphrodite disappeared, leaving the group to fend for themselves, which wasn't hard. They entered the Junkyard of the Gods and marvelled at all the seemingly useless devices.

"Hey, this thing doesn't look like jun!" Percy pointed at a celestial bronze shield, reaching for it.

"You fool!" Zoë slapped his hand down, "Do not touch a thing! Does it not cross your mind that the gods tossed it here for a reason?"

"Just wanted to get a look." Percy mumbled under his breath.

'Thanks for that Percy,' Harry silently thanked him, 'If you hadn't done that, I would've.'

"I see the exit," Annabeth pointed, "We're almost out of here."

"Good," Zoë grunted, "This fish of Poseidon would eventually trigger something."

"Hey!" Percy yelled, "I wouldn't~"

He was interrupted by the sound of whirring and metal clanging together.

"Uh, what was that?" Thalia called out.

Before his very eyes, Harry saw a giant bronze statue come to life, its eye sockets glowing a dark orange.

"You touched something!" Zoë accused Percy.

"I didn't touch anything!" He screamed back at her.

"Then how did the Talos come to life?"

"Guys!" Thalia shouted, "Argue later! Right now you should move!"

She jumped back as the Talos tried to crush her under its foot.

"This is all my fault." Harry heard Bianca whisper, causing him to turn around.

"Why would you say that?" Harry asked her, pulling her behind a machine.

"I took this." She opened her hand and revealed a small purple Hades figure, "It was the only one Nico didn't have so I..."

"Oh Bianca..." Harry murmured, "Don't worry, we're going to get out of this alive. I promise."

"Okay," She nodded, relaxing a little, "I believe you."

"Good," Harry took out his wand, "Let's see if this works."

He took a deep breath and focused all of his energy to the tip of his wand.

Pointing it at the Talos, he yelled, "Bombarda Maximum!" It flew back, landing on a row of telephone wires. He watched in amazement as it lit up, crackling like microwaved popcorn.

When the electric shocking was done, the group came out of their cover.

"Leave it to the wizard to save the day." Thalia ruffled his hair.

Harry laughed, "I didn't think it was going to work."

"What?" Percy put an arm around his shoulder, "With all your spells, you were bound to think of something."

(Unknown POV)

"He's still progressing, Sir." A servant told me.

"I know," I waved my hand, "He's destined to clash with me. No one can kill him but I."

The servant kneeled, "Bellatrix grows impatient. She attacked one of the~"

"Tell her to take four, no, five death eaters and meet them in San Francisco. Remind her to keep the boy alive." I cut him off.

"Alright Sir." The servant scampered off, leaving me to my thoughts.

"Well? Does it suit you, my lord?" Jr asked me.

I turned in my chair, "He's the perfect age. You say he was just wandering in this world?"

"Yes my lord," Jr nodded, "His magic abilities are quite impressive and he is respected in the wizarding community."

"I see. You've done well. Once the boy is dead, I shall reward you greatly. Leave."

"Of course, my lord. Thank you." The door clicked shut.

I stared at the pinkish hand before me. It had been so long since I had felt...flesh. A smile crept onto my lips and I laughed.

"A perfect body indeed! I await you, Harry Potter!"

Short chapter. *Shudders* Sorry about that, I don't know where it went. I just typed up as much as I could remember :/ Won't happen again, as long as I can help it.