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Following Nico to the ferry gave Harry a chance to examine his younger brother, abet half-brother. He was five feet four inches, and skinny. With brown hair and eyes. To someone who grew up thing all the family he had were the Dursleys, to find out your family was so much larger, was amazing. He hoped he would be able to credit his magical powers to being a son of Hades. As he would hate to break the statue of secrecy in the wizarding world. Hell, he had to defeat old Voldie before they let him become emancipated.
Stepping into the boat, he noticed that Nico gave a slight shiver as a soul passed by. He wondered how a son of the Ruler of the Underworld could be so uncomfortable here. But again, when he thought about it, he grew-up used to it. Nico probably hadn't.
Wanting to break the silence Harry asked, "So what is Camp Half-Blood like?"
Nico looked over to Harry and smiled. At least his new brother wasn't stuck up. "Oh well its just like any other summer camp except instead to doing crafts and playing harmless game, we battle and do different Ancient Greek activities. Doesn't that sound fun?" He playfully added the last part, he was still getting used to the camp. Maybe having someone like him there, he wouldn't have as much trouble.
Harry nodded while snickering at the same time. After living in the backwards community of wizards and witches, he was positive that a little ancient Greek would hurt him. "So what do we sleep in? Father was not very forthcoming with knowledge about the thing I really know is that I was not supposed to be born, and Merlin what a shock that would be to Deatheaters." Harry said nonchalantly, lounging in the boat. He, being the Gryffindor he was, was going to help his father out on a risk he could be struck down. So using that Slytherin side of his, he was going to get as much info as possible.
"We will be sleeping in a cabin, in Hermes cabin specifically, As Hades doesn't get a cabin. No offense to the Olympians, but how can they expect our father to follow their rule if hes not consider one of them. At the camp, I'm considered an outcast. Most fear what I can do, and so don't be surprised if many don't like you on contact. Um, just curious, but why do you say Merlin? And what are Deatheathers?" As Nico replied to Harry, he could help but ask the last two questions.I mean what normal person says those things, maybe it was the norm in England? Harry's eyes glowed as Nico told him how much Hades was disrespected by the other gods. It scared Nico for a second, it made him wonder how powerful the dark-haired boy was.
As Nico explained how the Olympians had disrespected Hades, Harry couldn't help but want to go hex a few people. He was the product of to people with fiery tempers. When he got to camp he would rectify the issue, if he had to use his powers to make a cabin. Thinking about powers, he wondered if the Wizarding World was created by Hecate the goddess of witchcraft. If so that's a way he could explain his powers, he mused.
"I am only part demi-god, the other half is wizard. But that little tidbit better not leave your mouth, understand?" Harry looked at the kid, and got rewarded with a nod. Continuing on to explain what he had said, "This war of gods, isn't the first I've been in. In the last war, I was the only reason it ended. Deatheaters are a group of people who were lead by Voldemort. Ole' Voldie tried to kill me as a baby using the Killing Curse, but it ended by backfiring, destroying his body. Leaving his soul to travel around until my first year, when I was eleven, at Hogwarts, a school for witchcraft. He had possessed my defense teacher, and was after a stone that made you immortal and turned gold to stone. I foiled his plan, and defeated him once again. In my second year, the chamber of Secrets was opened by the Heir of Slytherin aka Voldemorts younger self who was controlling my ex-besties little sister. They released a basilisk on the school, and soon after, I had to go slay it to save the girl. My third year, was kinda boring. My godfather escaped from prison, a wrongful imprisonment I should say. Anyways, my fourth year was the year I finally gave Voldemort the true death. I was entered into a dangerous tournament for wizards and witches much older than I. I studied to the best of my ability getting myself a mastery in practical magic. So at the last task in the tournament when I battled the Dark Lord, I killed him. That left me as one of the most powerful wizards in the world. I'm telling you this so if you see me do something unexplainable you wont be surprised. Questions?" Harry said all that in a bored tone, almost as if he had explained it a million times.
Nico took a moment to digest what he had been told. It seemed that if anyone was going to defeat the Titan Lord it was going to be this Hadrian Potter. How could anyone who had been though all that could be so relaxed, but as he thought that he noticed how Harry seemed to be tense despite his calm demeanor.
Trying to appear as if he was not shocked he timidly asked, "How did you study, don't all demi-gods have dyslexia? And how did you find out Hades is your father?" He just couldn't believe all he heard. And the issue of his studying, it was a proven fact that all half-bloods have dyslexia.
Harry had already talked to Father about his lack of dyslexia so explaining it shouldn't be so hard. He was so very grateful Nico believed him, Hades hadn't when he had shown up uninvited. "As I said, I'm part wizard. Father thinks it suppressed the actual dyslexia gene, and since I took Latin in school, learning Ancient Greek was simple. I met Hades about six months ago, when I was brewing a heritage potion. The potion when applied to parchment show your whole family tree. I used a tracking charm to find him, imagine his surprise when I showed up at the palace doors."
Harry laughed, as he remembered Hades face as he told him he was his long lost son, "And to prove my worth as a son of his, I received a quest. To find the three Deathly Hollows, or else my life would be forfeit for trespassing in the Underworld. When I returned with all the items, I was immortal. And he wasn't able to discredit my claim as his son. I'm the Master of Death, so truly if the gods wanted to strike me down they would have to place me in Tartarus. Does that solve all your questions?" As he finished they had already made it to an exit that would take them closest to camp.