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Also, when I come up with a story idea, I can't stop myself from writing it down and posting it. I literally can't sleep to I have written it down. So that is why there are so many stories.
At the moment I am having problems with my brain chemistry and it is hard to write for my older stories even through I know where they are going. So please, please hang on in there. I haven't abandoned ANY of my stories. But with my brain chemistry problem and my Mum's deteriorating health everything has been crazy.
Happy 31st Birthday too me! Also, Happy 57th Birthday to my Dad!
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Introduction
Harry is the son of Athena, Artemis and Apollo when his Mortal parents did a ritual. At age 4 he is removed from the Dursley's by his real parents after being badly beaten and taken to Camp Half-Blood where Chiron becomes a Father figure too him. He is Percy's cousin from Percy's Mother Sally. How will Hogwarts handle a smart Harry and his friends? Sirius's Children, Regulus Child…Harem Harry…
Chapter 1: Rescue
All Harry could remember from the time he was a toddler was pain. He didn't know what had caused his relatives to hate him so much. But his Aunt and Uncle treated him like a slave. He would look after the garden, clean, pick up after them, do the laundry and cook for them. He had a bad burn on the palm of his hand from the pan burning him.
He never got Christmas presents and he didn't even know when his birthday was. As near as he could figure out it was in July.
They barely fed him and Dudley was allowed to get physical with him. His Uncle had taken to using his belt on him or just kicking and punching him. So did his Uncle's sister Marge who he was forced to call Aunt Marge and her horrible dog Ripper who hated him.
Especially when he did something out of the ordinary. Like turn his Aunt's shirt blue. Talk to animals. Took his cousins food. Heal from his beatings fast. Make the flowers grow and when he began to read and write at the age of 3. He would steal books when his relatives weren't looking and learn to read by them and newspapers and even the phonebook. He was only caught a couple of times but his punishment from Vernon and Petunia had left scars on him.
He had memories of people that weren't here. And he just knew they were family. He remembered a woman with fire-red hair and green eyes like his own and figure she was his Mother and a man with hair like his and hazel eyes that must have been his Father. He remembered a shabby looking man with a name like the Moon. He remembered a fun and playful dog turning into a shaggy black-haired man who would teach him tricks. The shaggy man had two kids his age and two slightly younger. And they had been his best friends besides a boy he called 'Nev' and a girl name 'Susie'.
His so-called family didn't even tell him his name. He just was called 'Freak', 'boy', 'it' and so many others. Harry was smart and knew they weren't his name.
He also beside having like a six sense, got visions and they showed him something that would happen a day or so in advance.
When he got a vision of three people turning up at the Dursley's for him he found it hard to believe. After all he was frequently reminded, he didn't have any more family and if he didn't earn his keep, he would be buried in the back yard.
But he knew not to ignore his visions.
What he didn't count on was the cause of those three people turning up. He didn't know that his Uncle would nearly beat him to death that very night…
The Next Day…
Three beautiful people turned up outside number 4 Privat Drive. Two females and one male. All looking to be in their mid-twenties. (None would guess they were MUCH older than that). One woman had blonde hair and steel grey eyes and the other had auburn hair and green eyes. The male was blonde with sky blue eyes. All three looked otherworldly in their perfection.
They view the houses in distain.
"Are you sure this is the place?" the auburn-haired woman asks.
"Yes Sis. Hecate and I finally managed to track our Little Sunbeam. But I confess know that we are here I feel like something is seriously wrong", the man says looking worried.
"Then let us find our child", the blonde-haired woman says firmly.
They walk up to the door of number 4 and they could hear a child screaming for treats. The three share disgusted looks.
"That child can't be older then our Harry and he already sounds like a little monster", the auburn-haired woman states.
"I believe his future isn't going to be so bright", the man states as the blonde woman knocks on the door.
They heard the sound of feet walking quickly to the door and when it opened showing a huge man that looked well on his way to a heart attack.
"What?" Vernon Dursley asks looking at them suspiciously.
"Is that how you treat all your guests you disgusting male?" the auburn-haired woman asks.
"Look here who do you think you are?" Vernon asks them his face turning red.
"We are you worst nightmare if you don't tell us where our son is", the blonde-haired woman tells him her eyes flashing.
"I don't know what your talking about. The only child here is my son and he is defiantly not you son!" Vernon growls.
"Now that is a lie if I ever heard one", the male says eyes narrowing as he looked around Vernon and into the passage.
"Vernon whose there?" a woman calls out.
A woman with a horse like face enters with a chubby kid toddling behind her. It looked like the boy was used to getting sweets all the time the way he was sucking smugly on a lolly pop.
"Pet these people believe their son is here. Delusional the three of them!" Vernon says.
"We only have our precious Dinky Diddydums", Petunia says.
The man snickers, "What sort of name is that?"
"Get off our property!" Vernon tells them.
"Where is our Harry Potter?" the blonde-haired woman asks them.
Vernon goes purple. And the man wondered if he should save Vernon from having a heart-attack. Then he dismissed it. The way this man was he didn't deserve any help from him if he did have a heart-attack.
"YOU FREAK! THERE IS NO HARRY POTTER HERE!" Vernon bellows, "GET OFF OUR PROPERTY OR I'LL CALL THE POLICE"
"I would like to see you try you disgusting mortal", the auburn-haired woman snaps, "Where is our son?"
"He is my freak of a sister's son and she is dead. She and that drunk bastard of a husband got what she deserved and so did her freaky son", Petunia snaps.
The three growl at them. They had a special relationship with James and Lily Potter and they wouldn't tolerant people disrespecting the dead.
"What have you done to our son?" the women ask again.
It was the man who stiffened as he sensed someone was badly injured in the house. He barges past Vernon and Petunia Dursley and knocks Dudley out of the way as he lets his powers locate his missing son.
His powers lead him to the hallway cupboard. He snarls at the smell of blood and human waste. He nearly tears the door off the cupboard and comes across a horrifying sight. His little boy was black and blue. His body was caked in blood and he was obviously sitting in his own waste. The smell of infection was coming off the little boy in waves. The boy didn't look any older then 2 when he knew his son was 4.
His sisters barge in and gasp at the state of their son.
"Apollo do something!" the auburn-haired woman exclaims.
The man Apollo moves his hands over the boy. They were glowing pure gold and he got a full list of his sons' injuries and hissed.
"I need to get him to my Temple. Otherwise, he won't survive. Even through he is a Godling", Apollo tells them.
He conjuries up a blanket and tries to gently wrap it around his shivering son. Who had only rags for clothes. Earning a little cry and flinch come from the child.
"Shhh Kiddo. Daddy's here and so are your Mummies. We are here to help", Apollo coos and the little boy lets him pick him up.
"Daddy?" the child asks weakly his eyes pained filled eyes looking at him.
The child's eyes were emerald green like his Mortal Mothers and his Second Mother. Apollo could see flecks of Grey, Silver, Blue and Gold also in his eyes. But the child was filthy so he couldn't tell much else.
"Yes kiddo. Lets get you home huh?" Apollo asks him softly.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?!" Vernon booms making the child flinch.
That's when he his faced with a spear and a bow from the blonde- and auburn-haired women respectfully.
"Apollo take our son away. We will deal with these creatures", the blonde-haired woman tells him.
Apollo nods and flashes away with their son not bothering to warn the mortals about it. Because of them his son would likely be scarred for life.
"What are you?" Petunia asks trembling holding her precious son tightly against her even through he was trying and failing to hide behind her.
"As we said we are your worst nightmare", the auburn-haired woman growls.
"We are the immortals who roam the earth and you have just harmed our son", the blonde tells them her spear at Vernon's neck.
Vernon snorts, "Immortals? You're just freaks like the old fool who left the ungrateful brat here. Couldn't even earn his keep!"
"He is FOUR years old!" the auburn-haired woman growls at him.
"We are Gods and your three are about to learn what happens when you cross us and hurt one of our own", the blonde tells them.
"We are Greek Gods", the auburn-haired woman states.
"I am Athena, Goddess of Wisdom, Battle Strategy, Civilizations, Mathematics, Defence Warfare, Crafts, the Arts, and Skill", Athena tells them.
"And I am Artemis, Goddess of the Moon, the Hunt, Wilderness, Forests, Animals, Archery, Chastity, Radiance, Maidenhood, and Childbirth!" Artemis declares.
"And the man was Apollo, God of the Sun, Light, Healing, Disease, Plague, Music, Art, Archery, Poetry, Reason, Knowledge, Truth and Prophecy. And Harry is OUR son just as much as he is James and Lily Potters", Athena tells them making them tremble at the power that she and Artemis were exerting.
"Heathens!" Vernon growls.
"But that is impossible", Petunia stutters.
"Far from it. The Gods are real and you have just pissed off three of the powerful ones and most likely many of the others. As James and Lily Potter were descendant of many. But you Petunia Dursley nee Evans were adopted and don't have a bit of godly blood in you thank goodness. Otherwise, you might have been under there protection. Now as it is you have nobody to protect you…", Athena tells them.
"The old man! Dumbledore! He is protecting us and forced us to take him in. Take everything up with the freak of a man!" Petunia protests.
"But you were the ones that have nearly beaten him to death. So, you WILL pay for what you have done and don't think we don't see in your minds that your sister Dursley Marjorie is as much to blame. She will be getting a visit too…", Athena smirks.
"I believe Hecate and Hades will want to have a chat with you all. After all Harry is their descendant and Lily and James as well. Along with a few others that have powers you wouldn't believe", Artemis smirks at the trembling figures.
"We might just leave enough of you left for Harry to deal with once he is older and immortal", Athena tells them.
Because Athena, Artemis and Apollo knew their son was destined for immortality and very likely Godhood. After all, how could he not with them three as his parents?
"Dumbledore and his whole cult can't save you now and won't even be able to free you"
"So Dursley's let us show you what happens when you mess with the Gods…"
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