Hey guys, welcome to a new fic that's been stuck in my head a long time. Harry Potter and God of War crossed together, with some other things later on. Harry is the Descendant of Atreus, and as such Kratos and Zeus, and he is Grey in this. He's not a saint, but he's not a monster… except to his enemies anyway.

A few things on this were and will be decided by my Patrons via patron only polls that I hosted since I couldn't decide a few things and wanted to get some input. Beyond that, you all will just have to sit and read to see what I do.

Gonna give fair warning, I am going to FUCK UP CANON A LOT.

Also, I'm not going to do all of Harry's life before Hogwarts. Next chapter will have him being introduced to some things and people and then the train ride.

With that said and done, let's get this show on the road.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, God of War, or anything else that may appear in this fic.

"Speech"

(Thoughts)

'Mental speech'

"Creature, Dragon, non-humanoid speech"

CHAPTER 1: LEGACY OF A GHOST

NUMBER 4, PRIVET DRIVE: 5 YEARS SINCE THE FIRST DEFEAT OF VOLDEMORT

Six year old Hadrian "Harry" Potter did not have that great a life but he didn't have an absolute shit life either. He hated his uncle with a passion, the man was a fat smelly bigot that hated anyone and thing that wasn't normal. Hell, Harry thought that if he was around at the time, he would have gladly joined the Nazi party to wipe out all things inferior to him and other normal people. He spat at anyone of different skin color, sneered at anyone that had any "outrageous" hair color, scoffed at anyone wearing "weird" clothes, and the list went on and on.

Naturally, his hatred was aimed at Harry as well due to the "freakishness" that kept occurring around him. It had started with some random occurrences, lightbulbs just suddenly exploding, furniture being moved with no one touching it, doors slamming shut or open, and more. The more things that happened, the angrier he got and he took that anger out on Harry.

It wasn't till a couple months ago that his aunt had told him he was a Wizard and that his father was also one while his mother was a witch. Of course, Harry being young became scared about his mum being a witch, but his aunt had explained that movies and shows only showed bad witches and that there were plenty of good ones out there.

His aunt was the only kindness he had in his life, maybe because she had no children of her own and saw him as hers, and she'd always helped him when she could since Vernon didn't like her helping him. She had gotten bolder after a particularly brutal beating one time that Vernon caught Harry petting a snake as if it was just a dog. Though, his beatings continued to be bad because Vernon blamed him for his marriage problems and claimed that Harry had "bewitched" his wife.

Funny enough, it was also right after that they seemed to gain more snakes in and around their yard and they always took threatening positions whenever Vernon was seen, but were completely calm around Harry and Petunia. It didn't take a genius, which Harry had been called by his school teachers, to figure out that the snakes weren't happy with what Vernon had done.

Too bad they couldn't help him at school. While teachers didn't have any problems with him, beyond one bitch that beat his knuckles red if he tried to write with his left hand, the kids were different. They teased him about his clothes, about not having friends, and most of all for the scar he had, though a few acted friendly just so Harry would do any schoolwork they didn't want to do. It didn't help Harry's popularity that he liked to read and gain knowledge of new things, plus the fact he could read a 400 page book in under 5 minutes and remember it all helped him in his hobbies.

When he saw his aunt loved gardening, Harry had gone to the library and read a couple dozen books and magazines on gardening to help her. Petunia had been touched by how sweet he was and they had taken care of and improved the garden with Petunia correcting Harry with her own firsthand experience. Harry soaked it in knowing that knowing something from a book wasn't the same as truly knowing the subject firsthand, so he informed his aunt of what he had read and she told him what she had tried, altered, accepted, and rejected.

That day was nice as he and his aunt had worked hard and laughed a bit, but it was ruined when Vernon got home. The moment he found out Harry had touched the garden, he doused the whole area in bleach declaring that there would be no "freakish plants" on his property, this was also before the snake incident. Petunia had been outraged and screamed at him, which led to the first time he had hit Petunia, smacking her across the face and sending her to the ground. Harry remembered it clearly like it had happened 10 seconds ago, he also remembered him being worried and then angry to the point he had pushed his uncle and the man had actually been sent back a few feet.

That had been a mistake as Vernon got up in shock, but it morphed to rage and he was beaten before Petunia managed to save him.

That was Harry's life so far, he did anything good or bad and his uncle would find a reason to beat him. Petunia tries to protect him or protest and she gets hurt. Eventually, Harry learned to take the pain and endure it so his aunt wouldn't get hurt, but he couldn't hide his physical reactions when the wounds started adding up. Luckily, he healed within a couple days unless the beating was really bad, which his aunt said was his magic healing him.

Right now, Harry was lying in his closet beneath the stairs. Vernon had refused to let him have one of the actual rooms and warned Petunia the boy would not eat if she dared try to give him one. He could have a room or he could have food, his uncle would never allow both, though calling what he got to eat as food was a stretch.

Anyway, he was currently laying on his stomach since his back was covered in cuts, welts, lashes, and more from a particularly brutal beating from his uncle. This one came from the school calling and recommending Harry go into an accelerated program due to how smart he was, his uncle didn't like that and showed his displeasure for it by beating more "freakish nature" out of him as only a freak could be as smart as Harry apparently was or he was a cheat and bewitched his teachers into thinking he was doing well and wasn't a stupid fool like his parents.

Now he was just laying there trying to not aggravate his wounds even worse. He also couldn't help the hatred he felt towards his uncle, especially since there was no evidence to suggest that his memory or educational skills had anything to do with magic. He hoped that he and his aunt could leave soon, but his aunt was limited in options beyond government aid and even that was limited. His aunt mentioned he had money from his parents, but she had no idea how to get to it or she and he would have left already.

Writing to someone in the magical world was out since apparently they used owls to deliver mail and since they didn't have one…

He broke from his thoughts as he heard his aunt scream, "Get the hell off of me!" Petunia screamed as Harry bolted up and began trying to get out of his closet.

Harry tried to open the door, but it was locked so he tried slamming into it. He ignored the pain from doing so and kept slamming into it over and over again feeling his fear and anger grow the more his aunt screamed and shouted.

Harry felt tears coming down his face as he hated being weak, he hated being helpless, he hated how he had no way to help his aunt against whatever was happening.

The pain and the anger surged through him before he roared and slammed into the door sending it off its hinges and into the wall, but Harry didn't care as he quickly scrambled upstairs. Arriving at the room his aunt slept in, as she refused to share a bed with Vernon anymore, Harry entered to see Vernon without a shirt on pinning Petunia to the bed with Petunia's nightgown being torn revealing one of her breasts and her panties.

Not that Harry cared about that at the moment as what he did care about was getting his uncle away from his aunt. Harry rushed over and started hitting him, only for his uncle to knock him away with a glare as he kept tearing at Petunia's gown.

At his aunt's scream, Harry snarled as his rage boiled even higher and he rushed Vernon and tackled him to the floor before he began punching him. The first few were strong enough for Vernon to jerk his head, but the more Harry punched the weaker he got as exhaustion started flooding him.

As such, Vernon was able to recover and grabbed Harry before throwing him into the wall by the bed, "You damn freak!you dare attack your betters?! I'll kill you once and for all." Vernon shouted as he took his belt and began hitting Harry, who screamed as he wasn't prepared for it.

"Vernon leave him alone!" Petunia shouted as she grabbed the belt and struggled with him before he slapped her down.

"Be silent you whore! Once I'm through with this freak, you'll learn your proper place!" Vernon shouted as he resumed hitting Harry before Petunia threw herself over him and refused to move no matter how much Vernon hit and kicked.

"Auntie?" Harry asked as his eyes were blurry from a hit to his head.

"It's all right sweetie, I'm here. I know someone who can help, just hand on honey." Petunia stated before she winced at a painful slap to her back from the belt. Fighting through the pain, she focused on the bit of magic her sister had been kind enough to teach her that anyone could use as it had to do with blood instead of magical power. "Hear me, all who came before in the line of Evans, I call upon my ancestors to help. I plead for mercy, for justice, and for safety. Head my call, help those of your blood in their time of need, we are worthy of your aid, please hear me and help us!" Petunia stated as a soft glow enveloped her hands.

'Are you willing to stand beside him and follow him no matter what?' A deep masculine voice echoed in her mind.

'Yes!' Petunia answered with no hesitation, "I'll never leave Harry no matter what!"

'Very well, you will be held to that and you will protect and help him in exchange for this.' The voice replied as Petunia gave a mental nod.

'I'd do anything for Harry, he doesn't deserve this life! He deserves to be loved, respected, and to have true friendship, not hatred and bigotry!' Petunia answered as she felt the voice nod within her mind.

'Very well, you will be saved and given a new chance.' The voice stated before she heard Vernon yell before a loud crash was heard and she was sure he was sent flying into the wall.

However, she couldn't look as her body was too sore and she was exhausted. Although, she did notice Harry's hand extended towards where Vernon was and had a faint smile on her face, "That's my boy." Petunia thought as she kissed his head and held Harry while she tried to not move him or herself too much.

The last thing she saw before she passed out was a flash of light and a green flame.

MEANWHILE ON OLYMPUS

Zeus, king of Olympus and the Greek Pantheon, sat on his throne feeling tired. It had been millennia since the war with his son, and nearly as many since he fixed things for the better following the Norse's foolishness, though of course the Egyptians weren't spared either in that conflict when things spiraled.

His grandson was staying in the Norse to ensure no further hostilities arose between the Giants and Asgardians, though he and Odin were a bit of a Cold War between them still. It wasn't as bad as it was, but it wasn't ideal either.

As for Olympus, the gods and Titans were doing well with only Kronos and a small few others having to be imprisoned again since they just couldn't stop fighting. They had lost the first war and the second one had them all killed by single mortal since Kratos had lost his godlike powers and still brought Olympus and the world to its knees.

However, quite a few of their demigods were getting a bit… unruly Hercules was still a jealous brat, Theseus was a diva, and Achilles was still looking for the next big fight. Perseus was at least happy to be settled down with Io and was willing to work when it was called for.

Although, many of the gods and goddesses decided to leave their marriages as they only kept them out of some sense of duty rather than love and he was happy to dissolve the marriages and let them have a chance to meet someone worthy of each of them.

"Father." A voice called making Zeus sit up and look around wondering who had approached him without him noticing. "Father." The voice called again making him frown before he widened his eyes as a bald man with ash skin, a black beard, and a red mark on his body dressed in armor appeared before him.

"Kratos." Zeus stated in shock at seeing his last son here before him looking like a specter.

"Yes, it's been some time." Kratos stated as he stood there.

"Why have you appeared before me? I had thought you gone from this world entirely." Zeus asked in confusion as Kratos smirked.

"You of all people know that death for us is never a finality. However, I am not here to discuss the details of my appearance, but to give you a task." Kratos stated making Zeus frown in confusion. "There is a boy in England, you are to save him from his current… situation. I am already informing Atreus about this as we speak." Kratos stated making Zeus frown more especially at the rage he saw in Kratos' eyes at the mention of the boy's situation.

"And what about this boy interests you so?" Zeus asked as Kratos merely looked at him.

"He is my heir." Kratos stated making Zeus' eyes widen in shock. "Yes, he has been beaten and reviled for five years with only his aunt to give him comfort. She has enacted an old magical alarm to those of her blood and I was first to hear it, but it won't be long before the call reaches Olympus and other individuals. If he falls to darkness, it will be my darker days all over again." Kratos warned before Zeus stood.

"He is of my blood, I will give him the full protection I can." Zeus stated knowing the boy could either be the greatest of heroes or the cruelest of conquerors if he wasn't properly cared for.

"Good, one other thing I ask is that you ensure the boy's uncle enjoys the full… hospitalities that Olympus offers to those who abuse children." Kratos stated as Zeus snarled as Thunder and lightning echoed out in the sky.

"He'll receive my personal attention." Zeus stated Kratos nodded.

"Thank you, goodbye father." Kratos stated as he faded away before Zeus marched out of his throne room just as the other gods and goddesses arrived to see what was wrong.

"Father?! What is happening?" Athena asked as Zeus stormed past her with an enraged look on his face.

"I will return shortly and explain, till then I want our best healers ready to receive a patient or be ready to come to whatever location I call them." Zeus ordered as he left the room, having sensed the proverbial beacon that was left from the magic, making the different gods and goddesses look at each other in confusion but went to carry out the order.

AT THAT MOMENT: ASGARD

Loki AKA Atreus, god of Mischief and Mayhem and considered at times for Languages and Magic, looked down on the world from Asgard with a small smile. His life was odd since the time he was a child, first is was losing his mother and traveling with his father, learning he was a god, losing his father and being taken in by Odin and the others, and then setting the stage for Ragnarök for the gods he hated to fall. His son Jörmungandr, birthed from the body of his father, would slay Thor, his other son Fenris would slay Odin while his daughter would manage Hel and thus would make Freyja and her Valkyries useless in the long run and as such he could slay them with Mimir's help, though he didn't have to do much since most of the Valkyries were on his side of things for the gods interfering in the various matters.

They'd never fight Freyja, of course, but they were more than willing to fight everyone else.

The plan worked beautifully: Odin fell to Fenris, Thor was dead with Jörmungandr only being wounded, the Valkyries that stood with Freyja fell to his magics, poisons, and traps, while he himself gutted Freyja for her part in killing his father while his Giant brethren and the loyal Valkyries stormed Asgard and slew the other Asgardians with Brok and Sindri being more than willing to provide weapons and armor and helping in the fighting, especially when Loki allowed them to take any and all gold they found from Asgard.

Considering Asgard was a city mainly made of gold, the two made out like bandits.

Then the chaos came of course, without Freyja to help keep the godlike power from escaping, their section of the world was getting torn apart just like it was in Greece. But Ragnarök was the end of the world so…

Or it was until his father interfered from Hel and used some form of magic to fix the world. Not only that, but he'd brought the gods both of them had killed back and they were taking their duties more seriously and not being corrupt like they were.

Of course, whatever his father had done also unleashed magic into the world in full, which was why wizards, witches, and sorcerers were out and about so much now.

His father stayed dead however and bid Loki to keep an eye on the Norse should someone else try to cause chaos and problems in the world.

Things had changed a bit since then, Thor was still eager for a fight, but now he didn't pick fights with just about anyone and only with those who were a viable threat to Asgard.

Odin was still king, but he wasn't so… selfish was the best word Loki supposed, he even annulled the marriages between himself and Freyja and the one between him and Frigga while still keeping the alliances they brought to Asgard.

Of course, Baldur still hadn't forgiven Freyja for the curse and the other gods forbid her from trying to do so again or they'd all be against her.

Loki was still treated by a good deal of the populace as an outcast and traitor for what he had done during the first Ragnarök, but Loki didn't give a shit. They had brought it on themselves, they could have just left him and his father the fuck alone, but noooooooo they had to go all hostile and paranoid and attack them repeatedly. Plus Odin being an asshole and essentially screwing with the natural order of things only made it worse and more justifiable.

Loki broke from his musings as he felt a presence near him and looked around, "Whoever you are, come out before I make you come out." Loki ordered as he had fire in his hands along with several knives hovering around him.

A chuckle sounded out, "You've improved boy." Kratos stated as he appeared before Loki, who could only look on in shock.

"F-father?!" Loki asked in shock as Kratos merely looked at him.

"Atreus, you've grown into your own man, good." Kratos stated as Loki looked at him.

"How?" Loki asked and Kratos smiled gently, or as gently as a God of War and Spartan warrior/commander could anyway, and shook his head.

"That is not what is important right now, Atreus. I am here for a reason, our descendant and MY heir is in danger." Kratos stated making Loki widen his eyes in shock since he wasn't aware of any of their family still being on Earth. "I have already contacted Zeus, he is on his way there as we speak as the boy's aunt enacted an old magic and I was the first to respond. You and the others MUST protect that boy until he's capable of fighting for himself. Heimdall should be able to give you directions, now hurry the boy and his aunt will need medical attention." Kratos ordered.

Loki didn't need to be told twice, mostly from his father having drilled into his mind how to take his orders clearly and directly, and immediately headed for the Bifrost.

"Heimdall!" Loki called as he entered and saw the gatekeeper there already preparing the Bifrost.

"I am already getting you to a clear location, you will need to teleport from there to Number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging in Surrey, England. The boy and his aunt are in an upstairs bedroom badly wounded." Heimdall stated making Loki nod.

"Inform Freyja and Frigga that I may need their services to heal them." Loki stated as Heimdall nodded before Loki jumped through the Bifrost before then using his own form of magic to teleport to the address knowing that by his father's tone, it was an unsaid version of "get your ass there now before I beat your ass."

Loki honestly forgot how much he missed his old man and his way of doing things.

NUMBER 4, PRIVET DRIVE: WITH HARRY AND PETUNIA

Zeus and Loki arrived at the same time and nodded to each other before looking around the room. They saw a fat half-naked man thrown into the wall, with the damage to the wall showing it was done with a good amount of strength, and near them was a half-naked woman that was battered and bloodied and she was hugging/shielding a small boy that was even worse shape than the woman was.

Zeus knelt to check on the two as Loki went over to the man. Zeus gently pulled the woman off and laid her to the side of the boy and saw that they were both breathing. "The boy is healing already, the woman will need help if she's to not be crippled or permanently scarred." Zeus stated as he used his own powers to stabilize the woman, while not a healer he could at least fix a few things.

Looking over at his grandson, he saw him extracting memories from the fat man, no doubt to see if the man was to be helped or punished since someone else could have done this and then left and Zeus didn't know if the fat man was the uncle or not.

The fact that his grandson snarled in rage a moment later told him that the man was going to be punished. "Grandfather, I'd like to ask that you have Uncle Hades pay personal attention to this fat oaf." Loki snarled fighting the urge to kill the man right here and now.

"I believe that can be arranged, but we should focus on these two." Zeus stated knowing that Loki's rage meant that the man was more than deserving for whatever happened to him.

"Agreed." Loki stated as he used a bit of magic to ensure that Vernon stayed unconscious. "I asked Heimdall to get Freyja and Frigga ready should the need arise." Loki stated making Zeus nod knowing those two were skilled in healing arts.

"Very well, I will grant them access to Olympus." Zeus stated making Loki nod.

"Take the two to Olympus, along with this fat waste of space. I'll clean up this area and make it so the boy and his aunt can be left alone for a time." Loki stated making Zeus nod knowing Loki had more knowledge of the situation than he did at the moment.

Zeus then gently placed his hands on the boy and woman before vanishing in a crack of thunder while Vernon was gone as well. Loki then cracked his neck and knuckles and began casting and manipulating the area with his magic to ensure that a… lasting impression was left behind for magic users as well as others.

Once his work started, it would spread on its own but not move beyond the house since he didn't need to effect the entire neighborhood, let alone the town with what he was doing.

Once he finished initiating his magic, he teleported away to Olympus since he had an open invitation to visit as he pleased. Along the way, he also ensured he snatched one particular fat cow bitch of a woman who had a hand in Harry's suffering.

OLYMPUS

Loki arrived on the main veranda and walked towards where he knew Zeus would take the boy and the woman. However, as he entered the main chamber of the palace he heard heated discussion going on between his grandfather and adoptive father. "What the hell is going on Zeus?! Loki leaves Asgard in a rush, Heimdall will say nothing, and now both of my former queens are taken off to do something that none of us know about forcing us to follow here." Odin demanded as Zeus just stood there with both their pantheons there as well.

"Step back old man, now is not the time to try being forceful." Loki stated as he made his presence known as everyone turned to him and he saw Freyja and Frigga there.

"Loki, explain yourself." Odin ordered as Loki ignored him.

"Freyja, Frigga, if you'd come with me please I'll show you to the patients in need of your help." Loki stated as he led the two former queens away as Odin frowned.

"Calm yourself Odin, we'll explain soon, right now we only know some of what is going on." Zeus stated in a tone that conveyed the old man had better control himself, especially while in Zeus' domain.

Odin grimaced but nodded nonetheless and waited before a while later Loki, Frigga, and Freyja came back with the latter two looking exhausted but apocalyptically furious.

Before anyone could say anything, Loki conjured a large table and enough chairs for everyone, making sure the table was round so there would be no head butting over who sat at the head of the table, "Sit, this will be a long discussion." Loki ordered not caring about decorum or authority right now.

Loki, Zeus, Freyja, and Frigga all sat down immediately and the others began sitting moments later with Loki situated between the Norse and Greek sides since across from him was an empty spot. Before anyone could comment, Loki summoned a large goblet of alcohol and began drinking it down.

"Brother?" Thor asked since Loki rarely drank like a normal Asgardian did.

"Thor, just… just don't, not now." Loki stated in a tone that conveyed he was in no mood for jokes or questions before he downed the entire goblet before refilling it and setting it down as he rubbed his temples.

Frigga and Freyja both summoned some wine for them and drank a good deal as well.

"Can someone explain what the hell is going on?" Ares finally asked as Zeus gave him a look before sighing.

"The boy in the other room resting was in danger, myself and Loki saved him at the behest of a mutual loved one." Zeus stated making everyone frown as Loki was still trying to nurse his head and keep his rage in check.

"And who would that be?" Hera asked in confusion.

Zeus took a breath and exhaled slowly. "Kratos." Zeus stated making each person look on in shock while Frigga and Freyja choked on their wine as they both looked at him in shock.

"Why does Kratos care about the boy?" Hephaestus asked as Zeus locked his hands in front of him and leaned against them.

"The boy… is Kratos' heir." Zeus stated making them all look at him in shock.

"How is that possible?" Athena asked since she didn't know of anyone other than Atreus that was of Kratos' blood.

"I can only assume Kratos revived at least one other member of his mortal family when he reversed Ragnarök." Zeus stated as Hades gave his own nod since he didn't think to take stock of the souls of Tartarus after everything that happened beyond ensuring the blackest and cruelest souls were still imprisoned.

"Deimos." Loki stated as he sat back in his chair.

"What?" Baldur asked as he looked at Loki.

"He brought my uncle Deimos back" Loki stated making the Olympians nod while looking guilty.

"That would explain it, but why is he here?" Aphrodite asked and Loki waved his hand before a scroll appeared before each god and goddess there.

"That is a list of his injuries, all of which he's suffered in only five years and the boy is only six." Loki stated making them all look at the scrolls in shock before many looks turned to outrage and murderous. "There is also the fact that from the memories I viewed from a waste of human life and air, the boy has begun to unlock his magical powers as well as beyond human strength." Loki continued making the gods all look at each other in surprise since it was rare for a being that had less divine blood than half to begin unlocking their own divine strength, skills, and powers.

"Well, clearly the boy has Kratos' endurance and iron will. However, even if we are talking about harboring and helping to raise him, what of the woman?" Hades stated then asked as while a case could be made for the boy to be protected, the woman would be harder to justify.

"She can't be separated from him, she's bonded to him. It's relatively new, but the bond is there and connecting the two." Frigga explained as she had felt the bond while healing the woman.

"Does she possess magic? It's unheard of for a non-magical to be bonded with a magical." Poseidon asked as many others nodded.

"She has a minor core, from what I can guess without looking into it deeply, she has a rare condition of an affliction that is strangling her core and as such she could be classified as the current term used by the world known as a Squib." Frigga explained making them frown.

"She's the boy's maternal aunt, his father came from an old magical family. However, that is not the most interesting thing about his lineage." Loki stated as they all looked at him in confusion.

"What else is there? He's your and Lord Zeus' descendant." Sif stated wondering what else could there be.

"Apparently, from what I was able to trace through his blood, he's also Lord Poseidon, Hades, and Odin's descendant as well." Loki stated once again shocking the entire room.

"That's not possible." Hades stated.

"Evidently it is." Loki stated before waving his hand and a chart appeared showing Harry's lineage all the way back to Deimos.

The three gods in question easily saw which descendant was in Harry's family tree and were shocked since they believed the last members of those branches had died out long ago.

"The boy needs to be protected." Tyr stated making many nod.

"Yes, but we can only do so much without breaking the laws we built after Ragnarök was reversed. We have a somewhat peaceful understanding with the Egyptians, but there are those among them and among our own creations that would gladly provoke a fight or go after the boy for things that my father did or to keep his power from ever fully maturing. Being my father's heir would be enough of a target, but being a direct descendant from the Olympian brothers and Odin himself? Many will want the boy destroyed before he can receive any training. That kind of power combined with that of the man who brought Olympus and Asgard to its knees would be terrifying to anyone looking to conquer or invade." Loki stated making many of them nod since that was correct.

"We can't make him a full god either since we don't know what he would be adjusted to become the god of in time, he's still so young and hasn't reached any form of maturity, magical, muggle, or divine." Hera stated making them all nod.

"We can't raise him in our domains, but any allies or servants we have can do so. And we've made no law that says we cannot train or educate a mortal that we decide is worthy of said teachings. Just as we are allowed to give gifts to mortals who do a service, we can at least guide the boy a bit and know that we can intervene if things become bleak." Zeus stated knowing that they had some thin loopholes that they could take advantage of.

"You're all also making the assumption we would want to train him. We know nothing about him besides that he's been in a cruel home and has survived. Many other non-divine blooded mortals have done the same." Freyja stated while a few knew it wasn't out of callousness, more out of fact.

Right now besides being Kratos' heir and who his ancestors were, there wasn't a ton to warrant Harry's training or them watching over him.

"Then we will have a trial period, spending a week with the boy to see if he gains our interest or attention to be given training or instruction." Zeus stated making the others look at each other before nodding seeing that was fair, those that wished to learn about the boy and his capabilities would get it and those that doubted him would get the opportunity to either not have anything to do with him or would be proven wrong and aid in his growth.

As the gods and goddesses all rose to go and see the boy for themselves, they were surprised to see one of the attendants come over to them in a rush, "Is something wrong?" Zeus asked worried for the boy.

"Um… no, not quite sire. It's just that… well you need to come see this." The attendant stated making them all frown as they followed her to the boy's room.

Arriving, the group was shocked at the sight before them.

Said sight was Harry sitting on his bed like nothing was wrong as a raven, eagle, hawk, snake, peacock, owl, and phoenix were all huddled around him. Each of the birds and the snake were all affectionately either positioned on him or being petted by him as he smiled softly. The thing that caught some of the more aware members attention was the fact that his eyes, which were pure green and had no sclera and no pupil either, glanced towards them as they entered but otherwise didn't pay them too much attention. The other noticeable thing was the scar that was on his face, or rather scars as he had two lightning bolt style scars that went down his forehead and stopped just past his cheekbones after going down his eyes.

The reason for the shock was because each of those animals was a sign/familiar for different gods and the fact that he had attracted the animals without doing anything was extraordinary.

"I was doing my routine check on him when the animals just came in and huddled around him. He didn't seem to mind and began petting and talking to them like it was a natural occurrence." The attendant stated as she was unsure what to do.

"Hello there." Harry stated without looking at them as he was petting the snake while the owl and phoenix were rubbing their heads against him and the raven was plucking at his hair affectionately.

"Glad to see you're awake." Loki stated being the first to recover from the astounding sight.

"Thanks, my aunt is doing well, right?" Harry asked while turning to look at them not stopping in his stroking/petting the animals around him.

"She's fine, just sleeping right now, she was rather tired after everything." Freyja answered making Harry nod.

"That's good, Vernon beat her pretty badly when she protected me after he attacked her in her room." Harry stated as the animals all seemed to become agitated at the mention of his uncle.

Loki instinctively clenched his jaw and hands tightly as the memories he saw came to the forefront of his mind and he had to be careful not to get too angry.

"So what happens now?" Harry asked as he looked at the gathered adults.

"We have decided to see if you are worth being trained by any of us. You will spend one week with each of us in a way that each of us see fit to see if you are worthy of being trained or educated by us." Zeus stated making Harry raise his eyebrows in surprise.

"Uh… wow… I'm not sure what to say." Harry stated as the birds trilled and cawed while the snake hissed in approval.

"You will rest and regain your strength for the next week at least, by then we will have decided the order in which we will examine you. In that time you are of course free to explore and be with your aunt, and do not feel afraid to ask if you need directions or if you truly need anything." Zeus stated as Harry nodded as they left.

Once they were away from the room, Loki spoke up, "There's something else, the uncle had… allies and sympathizers spread across the country and it could be there are those outside the country as well." Loki stated leaving the implication and intention out there for them.

"Baldur, search for these people with Loki, then bring them before us for our judgement." Odin ordered making his eldest nod knowing he was the best tracker there was and the known targets could give new targets after some… questioning.

Baldur had no doubt that he and Loki would be a bit busy for the foreseeable future in both hunting and testing the boy.

DAYS LATER: WIZENGAMOT

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore the headmaster of Hogwarts, Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards aka the ICW, and Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, the British Magical Government, was not having a good day.

No. Scratch that, he had not been having a good couple of weeks

The reason being that the Boy-Who-Lived Harry Potter was gone. Vanished. No trace left.

Currently, he was in a Wizengamot meeting over the fact the boy, hero of the Wizarding world that he was, was thought dead. Reason being was that the entire house he was living in was burned to the ground and a few bodies were found inside.

Both magical and muggle authorities were looking into it, the muggles had decided that Harry's uncle had killed his wife, sister, and nephew before setting the house on fire and fleeing the area. Magical law enforcement, however, had found a great deal more than that leading to the current pandemonium that was going.

"We must find whoever did this! Such an attack cannot stand!" A member shouted with many calling in agreement.

"Whoever did this?! It's obvious it was the Death Eaters! Who else would want to kill the Boy-Who-Lived?!" Another member shouted causing more pandemonium as both the de facto light and dark families began arguing and hurling insults.

Dumbledore was growing increasingly frustrated until he finally had enough. "SILENCE!" Dumbledore shouted his voice echoing with magic, authority, and power and the room instantly quieted as they were all reminded that despite his age, Dumbledore was NOT a man to trifle with.

"Now then, before anything else is said, there are things that have been brought to my attention that I feel I must share with you all." Dumbledore stated calmly but the aura around him told everyone all they needed to know if one of them should interrupt. "Firstly, I would like to calm you all in the fact that Harry Potter is not dead." Dumbledore started getting exclamations from those gathered.

"Are you sure?" One Cygnus Greengrass asked as Dumbledore sighed and nodded.

"Yes, his name is still written on the Hogwarts Registry, so he is clearly alive. All I can assume is that whatever attacked the house attempted to attack Mr. Potter and the boy used accidental magic to escape, the only thing I do not know is to where." Dumbledore stated making many breathe a sigh of relief that the boy was at least alive.

"What else was there?" Lucious Malfoy asked knowing the old man had something more to say.

Dumbledore sighed as he took a breath, "There is evidence that not only was the boy severely abused by at least one of his relatives, but that Human Supremacists were actively in the home." Dumbledore stated making many, on all sides of the room, pale in horror and fear.

Human Supremacists were considered to be the last great muggle threat to Magical world. They were an order of Humans/Muggles that hated all magical kind with a passion rivaled only by the Muggle Nazis. They even found crude ways of mimicking runes and magical enchantments to be able to harm magical beings using rather crude methods. They'd been in every country at one point or another in a bright and glaring fashion, the Salem Witch Trials come to mind, but they'd also been part of the Nazi party using the Nazi's to bombard and destroy areas they believed had magical communities hidden within.

They were right as they destroyed several elven groves, magical towns, and several magical creature preserves. After that was lost, they hid again and magical beings hoped they had been rounded up by the muggles when they were removing the Nazis.

"How did the Boy-Who-Live wind up with them?!" Another member shouted in outrage and shock.

"I placed him with his family after the war, with the likes of Fenrir Greyback still out and on the loose, I thought he'd be safer in the Muggle world until he was older. From what has been reported, it would seem his uncle by marriage was involved with them. His aunt was not, this was evidenced by the fact her blood was detected on the grounds, not as much as Mr. Potters, but plenty to show she was not helping in the abuse. Especially since tests show that her blood was splattered over Mr. Potter's while it was still wet, meaning she was harmed around the same if not the same time as he was. The DMLE is operating under the belief that his uncle and cohorts went too far and his aunt retaliated before Harry's accidental magic got him and her away from there. Afterwards is anyone's guess, but it would appear that the boy's uncle at the very least killed some members of some family or perhaps other Supremacists that angered or challenged him. All I know is that there are bodies left in the house that can't be identified, but it is confirmed that it is not Harry Potter or his aunt." Dumbledore explained making many murmur and whisper to each other over this development.

"And you had no one monitoring the boy while he was in that home?" Lord Alexander Davis asked with a frown and Dumbledore sighed.

"I had placed enchantments to protect against magical entities on the home and I and other trusted agents checked routinely. We never saw anything wrong or any indication that things were anything less than normal. However, the DMLE has informed me that they have found evidence that the house may have been placed under a Supremacist's crude version of a charm and runes. Essentially, unless you were inside the home, you were unable to see or hear what was happening inside. The doors, curtains, and windows could be opened and you'd be none the wiser unless you crossed the threshold. As we all know, we've had difficulty detecting and penetrating the mechanisms they've used and put into practice." Dumbledore stated making many concede his point as that was a problem they had been struggling with for years.

"What is being done not only to find Mr. Potter but also any other Supremacists?" Lord Arcturus Black asked making many take an involuntary suck of air since the man was feared and respected almost as much as Voldemort was.

Dumbledore was the least effected and spoke calmly, "The Aurors are searching anywhere and everywhere as the effect of the barrier that the Supremacists created made tracking the apparition trail extremely difficult. Even if they could, it's entirely possible that Mr. Potter apparated again in his panic from the first apparition so that trail would be useless. The Head of the DMLE is sending out a message to the governments that are closest to being allies with us so that if Mr. Potter managed to apparate out of the country." Dumbledore stated making a few murmur.

"Is that wise? We'd basically be announcing to the world that we lost the Boy-Who-Lived." Another member stated before receiving glares from different members.

"I hope you're not suggesting that a child's life is less valuable than our reputation. Even more when that child happens to be our nation's hero." Lady Augusta Longbottom stated in a tone that conveyed pain and suffering if the person it was aimed at didn't give the correct answer.

"N-no of course not." The member stuttered seeing how he was in deep shit if he didn't retract his statement.

"For now all we can do is wait and hope the DMLE can find something. However, I would also caution any and all of us who are in the Muggle World at any time for any reason. An attack such as this can't be taken lightly, and it would be best if we all remained on alert for the foreseeable future. Whether they knew of Mr. Potter's significance to our world or not is irrelevant right now, the point is they were actively attacking and harming one of us and we were blind to it. We must endeavor to ensure such a thing cannot happen again." Dumbledore advised making many nod and murmur agreements, even the former Death Eaters agreed.

They'd rather face the Dark Lord than be captured by Supremacists and face their wrath.

The foreseeable future was going to be the most cautious the Wizarding world had been since the Dark Ages, and THAT was not a good thing.

HOGWARTS: FIVE YEARS LATER

Dumbledore sighed as he finished his paperwork for the week. The past couple of years had been most trying on him and the world.

Harry and his aunt had not surfaced in that time, the only comfort being his name was still in the registry and thus still alive. The goblins of Gringotts had further confirmed this as the blood wards and protections on the Potter family vault and holdings was still going strong and showed no sign of decreasing in strength. Thus, a blooded heir had to still be living or the vault and holdings would have either passed to any known relatives or been consolidated by Gringotts.

Though other troubles were still about in a few more heavy Supremacist attacks occurred. The current casualties across the world were almost 120. However, the curious thing was the fact that many of the casualties were witches and wizards that were, suspected of being, or easily could have been Death Eaters or those that escaped when Gellert Grindelwald was taken down.

However, there was another interesting item in that there was a surge of Muggle killings in England, Scotland, Ireland, France, Spain, and a few others. That normally wouldn't catch too much attention, but Dumbledore felt it was too… convenient after what happened with the Dursleys and the manner of their deaths was also suspicious. So, he had contacted the DMLE and asked them to look into the native ones. The investigation revealed that all the victims were all Supremacists and that magic of some kind was involved in their deaths.

Upon learning this, Dumbledore contacted all the countries and told them to look into different unexplained deaths of muggles and it showed Supremacists being taken out in France and Spain. It eventually branched out there to a few more countries with Greece having the highest count killed.

Dumbledore could only assume someone caught a supremacist and then tortured them for names before doing the same to whatever names were given. While part of Dumbledore was upset over such brutal tactics, he couldn't deny a large part of him was glad to see those people gone and done with.

Naturally, so many supremacists being discovered sent many into a panic that they were so close and hidden that no one was the wiser. However, many had begone cheering and thanking magic for whoever was dealing with the supremacists.

Of course, there were no leads on who, the perpetrator had covered their tracks well. Each trail eventually led to a dead end, literally as some led to more victims, or to nowhere at all

However, Dumbledore could only really pay attention to Harry most days. Many of his followers were not happy with what happened and Dumbledore couldn't blame them, no one could be harder on himself than himself. If Dumbledore had even the slightest inclination that Harry was in danger then he would have pulled him from the home, and finding it was a home of supremacists would have resulted in Dumbledore burning the place to the ground with glee.

If only he could have-

"Albus!" Deputy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall interrupted his thoughts as she burst into his office .

"Minerva? What's wrong?" Dumbledore ask in concern having not seen her this distressed since it was reported the Potter cottage had been attacked.

"Harry Potter's Hogwarts letter went out and he's sent a reply!" McGonagall stated making Dumbledore's eyes widen before he snatched the letter from her and saw the address.

Hadrian Artorius Potter

King's Estate

Sparta, Greece

Dumbledore widened his eyes at the address. It was no wonder that no one could find the boy if he was in Sparta. Sparta had been deserted of all magical entities after a particularly brutal war between them and Alexander the Great's heir. Sparta had been wiped out entirely, but the attackers had paid dearly and were destroyed soon after by the Magical Legion of Rome.

Admittedly, it was a place that should have been checked at the beginning because it was quite honestly the safest place he could have ended up if Harry wanted to hide from anyone.

Turning his attention to the letter itself, Dumbledore started reading.

To whom it may concern.

My name as you know is Hadrian Potter. I'm sure the scene at my previous residence caused quite the stir in the magical community. Had I had any knowledge of the community beyond what my aunt had told me of it, which was limited as she herself wasn't truly part of it and had second hand information, I would have tried contacting authorities to let them know I was safe and where I was.

However, that is not the point of this letter, as such I shall get on with it.

I have heard stories of Hogwarts and magical Britain, though second hand information is hardly anything to truly judge by. Hence my letter, I am willing to return to Britain and attend Hogwarts, but I will need a guide for my first excursion as I know nothing of the city or area I need to go. I'd also like someone who can come and talk to me about Hogwarts, as I do not wish to attend a school I know nothing about especially if the school is just theory and bookwork since I could do that on my own without paying tuition and any supplies that the school requires that aren't truly necessary.

As such, I await a reply with a date and time to expect someone, mainly so I don't take them as a threat and either attack or flee when it is not necessary to do so.

Best regards,

Hadrian Artorius Potter.

Dumbledore set the letter down after having read it for his staff, who were all gathered in the room. Each of them different degrees of relief, calculation, intrigue, and trepidation, the latter being due to someone having to go to Sparta.

"So, ideally I would need at least one volunteer, to not only go to Sparta but to also transport and show Mr. Potter around Diagon Alley, but in these times I would prefer at least two of you go to be safe." Dumbledore stated as the staff looked at each other. "Only one of you should be needed to bring him back and give him the tour of Diagon though." Dumbledore amended wishing he could do so, but no not with him having to hold a Wizengamot meeting now and to handle paperwork for the coming school year, which included not only helping Nicholas hide the stone but also finding a DADA professor from his few candidates.

Ideally, Minerva would go but she already had a small mountain of letters and Muggleborn children to go through and introduce to the world so she couldn't take an entire day out of her schedule to do it right now. If it had been earlier in the summer, Minerva could have done so easily. Alas there was also her duties as head of Gryffindor to account for as well as her position as Transfiguration Professor.

Filius, Pomona, and Severus couldn't as they had classes for all 7 years to prepare for and Severus also needed to brew potions for Pomfrey since last year had drained her stock quite a bit. They each also had duties as heads of houses.

Hagrid would be too noticeable and couldn't travel like others could due to his circumstances.

That left one of his more… advanced class teachers with less responsibility.

"I can go and introduce him and show him around, Headmaster." Bathsheda Babbling finally spoke up, "I have the fewest students to handle in my class in the entire school aside from Divination. It will be the least troubling for me to do this." She continued and elaborated as Dumbledore nodded.

"I can go as well." Aurora Sinistra stated.

"As can I." Sybill Trelawney chimed, though a few of them gave her looks since they knew part of the reason was so she could see the lands her specialty originated from.

"Very well, you may all go, but you must use cation and care. Mr. Potter has suffered greatly, if any of you act up it could send him into a panic or make him believe that we are just as bad as the supremacists." Dumbledore stated making them nod.

"Forgive me, Headmaster, but there's also the caution of the boy's mental state to take into account as possibly being a threat." Poppy Pomfrey, the chief nurse/head of the hospital wing there, stated with a bit of a grim tone.

"Poppy!" Minerva exclaimed in shock.

"I'm sorry Minerva, but it's true. The boy has been tortured and abused anywhere from one year to five years. That's not counting into anything that has happened to him since his disappearance or what his mental state has become if his aunt was not apparated with him or Merlin forbid she died from the journey or since. The boy has practically been alone all of his life and at least one person that should have cared about him instead used him as a torture and beating dummy. I'm sorry, but the boy could have easily cracked or caved after all that trauma and stress placed upon him. Better they go in prepared that the boy could be a danger to them and himself then blind and be killed. I do not like having to consider this, especially about a boy not even 11, but I'm not going to risk their lives over it either." Poppy defended since a boy enduring what she could only imagine the boy had meant either he was damaged, completely broken, or the boy had the strongest will in the world and whatever he endured would only make him stronger.

"Alas, Poppy is correct. You three will be going in blind and as such should be prepared for anything. This will not be the first or last instance that a child abused became a threat and I'd rather you err on the side of caution. As such, I will make you each a port key to return to my office just to be safe." Dumbledore stated knowing that if Harry had given in he could be dangerous much like an Obscurus was.

Minerva frowned but did not say anything as she knew they were in fact correct, though that didn't make the pill any easier to swallow.

For now, all she and most of the Wizarding world could do was sit and wait things out.

DONE. Hope you all enjoyed it, next chapter is gonna pick up the pace a bit. And get to more meat since I needed this chapter for set up.

Before anyone jumps that Harry will be OP as shit, he will be much further down the line. He's a long distant descended of gods, not an immediate descendant like Hercules, Kratos, Perseus, etc etc. so he may have some talents, but he's not a monster like the others were especially since they really didn't show a ton of potential until they were adults. So yes, Harry will become OP, from a certain point of view, but jot right away. Will he be better than a lot of students in Hogwarts? Yes but not until at least year two or three, first year will be him growing and learning and maybe matching other students.

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