Title: Harry In a Whole Different World

Rating: T

Summary: When Harry's friends turn their backs on him, he feels all hope vanishing. Getting a mental message from a voice that claims to be his parents, he leaves it all behind and heads to the States, to Camp Half-Blood. He finds true friends and unexpected surprises. Based on the Twice Blessed Challenge and a crossover with Harry Potter/Percy Jackson!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Rowling or Riordan's characters and I'm making nothing from this.

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A/N: I forgot to put down that this is a fully completed story. Hope that you like.

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Chapter 2: Getting Use to Camp

Living in Hera's cabin was much different than even living in Gryffindor tower. Unlike other demigods, he wasn't bounded to the whole 'realm' rule. He could canoe in the lake, though there weren't any graveyards around. His strange new siblings made sure that he had a weapon that was balance before he decided to go and learn how to actually use it. He said hello to the strange girl that was setting near the fire. She minded Harry too much of how he felt when everyone turned their backs on him.

She smiled at him and he sat down next to her.

"I'm Harry," he said.

"Hestia," the girl said, "I'm your Aunt."

She smiled at him and he returned it. He then told her all about Hogwarts and that he never wanted to go back.

"What about your godfather?" Hestia asked. "I'm sure that he would like to see you again."

"I want to see him again, to, but I can't stand the idea of going back to a place where I'm not wanted," Harry told her. "I'm sure that you understand."

She gave him a sad look and said, "Yes, I understand."

The next morning Harry heard about a boy name Percy Jackson that was holed up in the infirmary. A girl name Clarisse told him that he had battled the Minotaur and that his mother had died due to it. Harry felt bad for him, though not as much as she was acting. Harry figured that something was not adding up. Though he personally didn't think it was any of his business. He had started training the day before, and he found that he needed much more practice even with the sword that had been made just for him.

"Okay, break," Luke called out.

"Thanks," Harry said and he sat down, wiping the sweat from his face.

As he went to get a drink of water he stared at person that was busy talking to Luke. No, it couldn't be. Not here! Even without the all black robes Harry knew exactly who he was, though he didn't think that it was even possible. Professor Snape was a demigod!

"What is he doing here?" Harry asked one of the teens.

"Oh, Severus," he said, "He's the son of Hecate! His mother helped your parents out during the first Titan war."

"But why is he here?" Harry asked him.

"Training," he said, "Don't tell me, you both don't get alone."

He left and Snape walked up to him. "What the Hades are you doing here, Potter?"

"Got the heck away from Hogwarts and from people that I thought were my friends," Harry told him. "What are you doing here?"

"Training," Snape said, "The only way that you could get here is if your-."

"My father is Zeus and my mother is Hera," Harry told him and Snape looked like he was on the verge of dropping his sword. "Yeah, I was shocked."

"Twice-blessed, that-."

"So are you going to tell Dumbledore?" Harry cut in.

"Do I look stupid?" Snape asked him. "Don't you dare answer that?"

"So your mum is Hecate," Harry said.

"Yeah, don't know what she saw in dad," he said, "Oh great, I can't believe their here."

"Who?" Harry asked.

"Black and Lupin, sons of Hermes and Apollo," Snape told him and Harry felt his heart leap.

"Harry," Sirius said. "What the Hades are you-."

Harry ran over and gave Sirius a hug, it was returned.

"What's going on here?" Remus asked.

"It seems that Weasley and Granger turned their backs on Harry," Snape told him.

Sirius looked at him and then at Harry. He then asked, "Is this true?"

"Yeah," Harry said, "They don't want to be around me because of what happened this term."

"Harry, what happened isn't your fault," Remus said.

"They think so," Harry said.

"Typical mortal response," Snape said, "Things get to hard, and they bail."

Normally Harry would be ready to defend. But after what happened, he was more than happy to agree.

"So have you been claimed?" Sirius asked him.

"He's twice blessed," Snape told him, "Father Zeus, mother is Hera."

"Dear gods, your Ares full blooded brother," Sirius said.

"Oh great, the brats come back," Dionysus said.

"And it's great to see you to, Uncle D."

He glared at him and said, "Don't you dare call me that."

"Yeah, well good to see you," he said and Mr. D. walked away.

"You know, I had to put up with him all my teen years," Snape told them. "I figured it was the lack of drink."

"It's due to not being able to see his wife," Remus said. "Well looks like sword fighting is done for the day. Why don't we get some dinner."

"That would be great," Harry said.

By this time he was use to the dinners and the singing. Remus turned out to be very good at singing, though Snape didn't even try. He complained, "My mother is the goddess of magic, not the goddess of music. And I don't care what the old coot thinks."

"Don't worry about it, I can't sing either," Harry told him.

Two days later Percy Jackson finally woke up.

Thankfully Harry didn't have to take Percy on a tour of the camp. Chiron did that. Harry spent his time getting tips from Sirius about how to handle his sword and warning him that any child of Hermes was a hard fighter to beat. And then Snape asked the weirdest question. "What was stolen?"

"What are you talking about?" Remus asked.

"Haven't you noticed that the weather has gone all strange," he said. "I'm not a child of Athena, but even I can tell something is going on."

"I noticed it as well," Sirius said.

"What do you think it is?" Remus asked.

"I don't know, but I've got a funny feeling that we're going to find out," Sirius told them.

During Friday's capture the flag was when they all found out that Percy Jackson was the son of Poseidon. Harry had a funny feeling that Sirius was right about us finding out soon enough about what was stolen. Harry just wished that it wasn't on a Monday.

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A/N: Don't worry; I'm not hurrying up the story. The next one will be a conversation between Snape, Lupin, and Black about Harry.