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Author's Note: I would really like to do a Demi-God/Harry pairing. So I'm considering creating a poll to let the fans decide. If you like, you can state who you want by reviewing. I'm glad for the reviews, faves, and follows. Its wonderful that you enjoy the story so much.
Nico glared at the three campers coming toward him. It was Percy, Grover, and Annabeth, the annoying trio. Man, why wouldn't they leave him alone? Looking up at Harry, who was right beside him, he signed. He hoped his brother would help with the issues that the campers gave him.
Harry put on a blank face once he noticed that some campers were coming to greet them. He did not know these people, and by the looks his brother was giving him, his little brother didn't like these campers. So stepping forward to shield Nico, he introduced himself coldly, "Hello, I'm Hadrian Potter. You are?"
As the older boy introduced himself, Percy looked him over. He did not seem like too much of a threat, but then again, like Nico this boy gave off a cold aura. Which made the son of Poseidon want to keep his distance.
He stared at the two, and wandered if maybe this was a trick of sight. They looked as if they could be brothers. But, that was impossible, right? That would mean Hades wasn't so innocent anymore, not that he ever was.
Shrugging, he answered, "I'm Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon. Have you been claimed?" Percy trailed off at the end, hoping the boy in front of him would reveal his godly parent.
Harry gave a small smile, it would be interesting to see how Percy reacts. Deciding answer his cousin finally, he stated, "My father is Hades, where shall I be staying?"
Percy was stunned as the dark-haired boy confirmed his theory. He wondered if Harry was sixteen yet, but before he could find that out, he would have to get them settled in.
"You will be staying in the Hermes Cabin, as Hades has no cabin in the camp.", Percy told Hadrian nonchalantly as if the matter of one of the Big Three not having a cabin was perfectly fine.
Harry never was good at keeping his temper reined in. So when the boy in front of he seemed not to care about such a sign of disrespect to his father, the air started to crackle with magic. His eyes glowed, looking eerily like a certain killing curse. The trio, and his little brother backed away slowly. It was obvious that this was not a person you should mess with.
"Well, something will have to done about that, dontcha think?" Harry practically purred.
His eyes flashed as he gathered his magic, infusing it with his powers of death, and brought forth an image of a cabin worthy of the Underworld.
The ground shook as the magic settled into the open space to the left of the Cabin of Zeus. Forging a cabin made of a stone dark as night, it shone shades of a bluish-grey. The opening held different runes carved into the pillars, with a three-headed dog symbol on the ebony doors. Just by looking at it you could tell that it was the god of death's cabin.
Harry smirked as the camp gathered around to see what was up, he would do the interior decorating once done with meeting with the camp director. Turning around from his masterpiece, he gave a bow. Since leaving Europe behind, and spending time with Hades, he had become quite a showoff.
Nico clapped when his brother bowed. It was an amazing sight, but considering he was not a mortal, Harry's creation was just proof that he was powerful.
The older son of Hades wandered over to Nico and draped an arm over his shoulder.
"May someone point me towards the Camp Director?" Hadrian asked politely his temper almost non-existent.
A man in a wheelchair rolled out of the crowd. "That would be me, my name is Chiron. Mr. Potter, I had never expected for you to end up in my humble camp." ,Chiron said shocking the other demi-gods, that he knew, or at least of, the young man.
"Me neither, but it turns out I'm a demi-god. Explains a lot doesn't it? Anyway, isn't this a conversation for private?" ,Harry questioned ready to follow the man where-ever.
Chiron nodded, leading the way to his office.
The two dark-haired boys followed, watching as the camp parted to let them through. It wasn't common for a newcomer to cause this much of a shock. Of coarse this was Harry Potter, the one who lived to do the impossible. This was part of the reason he left the wizarding world. He got tired of having his life all over the Daily Prophet.
Walking through the doorway of the building, Harry saw a man that was shuffling cards.
The man looked up at the young man, and said, "Well, I was wondering when I would meet you."
Harry nodded, he had been told that Zeus had put Dionysus at the camp due to...misconduct. "Well, being trapped in a camp doesn't help," Harry answered raising an eyebrow, "but it does keep you from getting me drunk."
The wine god just snorted, "Just wait, I'll be free sooner or later. Want to play a game of poker?"
Harry wished all gods were like this. He knew that though Dionysus hated children, he accepted him. But then again, it could be that the young man wasn't mortal anymore that convinced the god to give him a chance.
Dragging Nico over to the table, Harry sat down to pick up his cards. Texas Hold'em it was. He had a five of spades and a seven of hearts, an okay hand. He checked, and looked over to Chiron, waiting for questions to be asked.
"So what are you going to do? We both know you aren't just a demi-god. And any immortal will be able to tell you are no longer mortal." the man in the wheelchair asked giving Harry a hard stare.
Harry gave a glare right back at the camp director. "I plan to do what I do best. Rid a world of an evil overlord." He told the man icily. Dionysus threw out a king of clubs, a nine of spades, and a two of clubs on the table. Seeing he had nothing, Harry folded.
Chiron and Dionysus continued to play, 'till Chiron won. "And how are going to do that? Through sheer dumb luck, like last time?"
Harry couldn't help but flinch at that last part of the other mans words. "At least I have experience, and through sheer dumb luck I won a war. Now tell me this, are you going to help me or should I leave now to fight on my own. I will not have another Dumbledore on my hands." the dark-haired boy was surprised that he could say all that calmly.
"I will let you stay in exchange for protection of the camp. Too many attacks have gotten through the border. Do you want me to announce you are not just a demi-god, or let you do it?"
Harry din't let an ounce of emotion slip as he replied, "I'll do it."