Title: Calling in Old Friends

Rating: T

Summary: Set in the summer before Harry's fifth year. Harry, getting sick and tired of feeling like he's out of the loop, calls upon Sadie and Carter Kane along with his real father; Severus Snape. He finds out more than he bargained for and Harry is determined to do things his way, with help of course. Crossover of the Kane Chronicles.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Rowling or Riordan's characters and I'm not making anything from this.

Chapter 3: Response from the Kane Siblings

Harry's POV

I could tell that Dumbledore wasn't pleased that I was at Sirius house. The look on my Aunt's face told everyone that she really didn't care that he wasn't pleased. I had sensed a Horcrux in the house but I didn't dare go and try and get it. I needed to explain things before I went to collect it. I had asked for the Weasley kids and Hermione to come, as I sensed each of their magical signatures in the house.

I closed my mind and listened as Mrs. Weasley fussed about her children being in here. I took a deep breath and I saw my aunt nodding.

"A couple of years ago I found out that what everyone thought to be the truth wasn't the truth. My uncle, who I thought was trying to get rid of me, brought me over to the States to meet a man name Amos Kane. I was told that the man that I thought was my father wasn't my father, but that he cared for me as though I was."

"James Potter isn't-."

"Of course he is," Sirius said.

"Would you stay silent, mortal," Petunia snarled. "This is too important to-."

"I don't have to-."

"SILENCE," I bellowed, bringing some of Isis out of me.

The tone, and the power behind the word, made them both become silent.

"Could I please explain for twenty minutes," I snarled. "Nothing gets done if I'm being interrupted."

Silence rang in the room.

"Thank you," I said, "Back to what I was saying. Amos Kane told me about my mum being an Egyptian magician. There's a whole organization called The House of Life. Their goal is to combat chaos and what's going on in England is most certainly listed as Chaos. Amos wouldn't tell me who my birth father was, telling me that I wasn't ready to see the ugly side of old curses, curses that travel though the blood. And, unlike what Hermione thinks, I did read up on blood curses. Though the books only talk about it pertaining to women.

"My aunt, here, is a magician as well and she told me of only one bloodline that had a curse attached to it. And that was the one for King Tut. His father had closed all the temples way back when and when he died the magicians placed a blood curse on his son and anyone else that was related to him. It wasn't in the mother's line but in the father's. Every time that he would use magic it would damage his life force until, well let's say that when you find a body that's suffered with that curse it makes what Tom Riddle's supporters did look like nothing.

"It's the most horrible way to go and the most damaging to the mind of whoever sees the end result. To save his life the House of Life fused an entity that has the power over only one area; death to my father. My father's essence was fused with that of Anubis and that stopped the curse, though a cure is still being worked on. When Amos believed that I was ready he finally told me who my father is and what might happen if Anubis takes full control over his body."

I took a deep breath. I was about to shatter everyone's belief.

"You can do it, Harry," my Aunt said, "There's no shame in who your father is."

"My father is Severus Snape."

There was silence and then, "NO, YOUR FATHER ISN'T SNIVELLUS."

"YOUR FATHER IS-."

"ENOUGH," Petunia bellowed and then she let Sekhmet out and my father let Anubis out.

The sight of two people having changed into creatures that had the head of an animal and the body of their host was enough to make even Mrs. Weasley scream. They returned back inside their hosts bodies and I took out my wand.

"When I still believed that James Potter was my father my Patronus was a stag but when I found out that my father was Professor Snape it changed. My father told me that it happens when things affect someone so badly."

I said the words and a doe came out of my wand and walked around.

"No, this isn't true."

"What the heck came out of them?"

"My father is an Egyptian magician and he will forever be fused with Anubis. If Anubis manages to take full control over him he will change into a thing that has no control over his mind. Jaz, our healer, is working on a way that if this happens that it won't be so damaging."

"Like a werewolf," Hermione said.

"Correct," I said.

"Unlike my father and Aunt Petunia I only follow a path. In Brooklyn House magicians follow a path of a certain god. I chose the path of Isis, who is the goddess of all forms of magic. That means that I have visions, can do all sorts of magical things, and can change into a Kite."

"A Kite?"

"It's a bird," Hermione said.

"Why don't you show them," my aunt said and I focused on the form and in a moment I was flying around the room.

I changed back and sat down.

"Wicked!" Fred and George said at the same time.

"I can also talk to birds and they understand me. My loyalty is also to the House of Life and to the Pharaoh. When I didn't know what going on I was called upon Sadie Kane, who told me something about being glad that I called because her grandparents were trying to get her to get into a dress. She doesn't like dresses for some unknown reason."

"Not everyone likes dresses," my father said.

"Another thing," I said, "Um, my mum is sort of alive."

They all stared at me.

"No, that can't-."

"That can't what, Remus," my mother said though the connection and I turned to see her there.

"What in the bloody-."

"Do not finish that sentence, Mad-Eye," she said, "Hello, Harry, dear."

"Hi, mum."

"Lily, but this can't."

"Oh I'm afraid it is," she said, "Carter and Sadie are here."

She moved aside so that the Pharaoh and his sister were standing there.

"So my sister told me that you mortals need help," he said. "Count us in, but Jaz is coming as well. Since she's been working on that cure."

"Thanks," I said.

"Oh and if you give Harry a hard time about who is father is I'll reach in and make you sterile and don't think that I won't. Oh by the way that tattoo on your ass Sirius, isn't appealing."

And the connection was cut.

"You have a what?"

"How did she-?"

"Because you got drunk and got one," my father said, "Lily told me because she thought that having one would be a bad thing for Harry to see. Might give him some ideas."

"I have one on my tongue, but only to help me speak the words," I said, "But mum is right. That really was a bad choice."

I heard grumbling.