During the get-together in Hagrid's hut, the large man revealed that he knew Harry's birth parents. He wrote to him because he figured that Harry would want to hear some stories about them during their school days. It was there that Harry learned that his parents didn't actually get along at first. His father, James initially pined after Lily, who refused to give him the time of day.

He also learned that his father was a big prankster, along with his three friends. The game-keeper also revealed that close to his sixth year, something happened that made his father mature a lot and for Lily to begin respecting him. When pressed though, Hagrid declared that it wasn't his place to say what had happened. Thanking the man and giving one last pet to Fang, Harry and Ron left the hut and returned to the Gryffindor Common Room.

Unfortunately, Harry did not get time to dwell on Hagrid's earlier suspicious behaviour. In fact, a lot happened in the next two weeks since his little tea party with Hagrid. Now, he was standing on the Training Grounds with the other Gryffindors for their Flying Class.

This was a class that all four houses had together, as opposed to just two houses. The class was also the first practical class, after four theory-based classes. In those lectures, Madam Hooch talked extensively about wind patterns, broom care, the various broom-maker companies, and other subjects. Finally, in last weekend's class, she talked about Quidditch and the four main positions in the sport. Now, she would be testing them to see if they could actually summon a broom and fly without being a hazard in the air.

Harry uttered a silent prayer to Zeus to not strike him out of the sky, while in his domain. While he was sure that the King of the Gods had no beef with him, it didn't hurt to be on the safe side. After the prayer, he spotted the Gryffindor Quidditch team in the background, observing himself and his fellow housemates. He cast his mind back to a week ago when there was major drama, which prompted this unusual situation.

Flashback

Harry, Ron and Hermione were walking back after a gruelling day of classes. They gave the password and the Fat Lady let them through, as expected. However, raised voices greeted the trio as soon as the portrait swung open. As they crawled through, the voices got louder and clearer. A feminine voice snapped, "Get your filthy paws off me, McLaggen! We are not a thing, so get that delusion out of your head. First and foremost, you're a creep! Secondly, I'm not interested."

A smarmy voice replied back, "Come on Bell! I'm a freaking Seeker, you should be honoured that you're my first conquest."

Harry stiffened when he heard those words and his blood boiled. He hurried through the passage, when he heard a ripping sound and a scream, "Get away from me, you pervert!"

Harry burst into the Common Room with his wand raised and the Knockback Jinx on his lips. He bellowed, "Flipendo!"

On cue, the boy, Cormac McLaggen was sent flying back and was knocked unconscious when his head hit the couch. Harry also noticed, to his disgust, that McLaggen's trousers were down. Meanwhile, the girl, Katie Bell, was cowering in a corner and desperately trying to cover up her bra-covered breasts. There was no one else in the Common Room, so he guessed that McLaggen got bold in his advances. Harry shed his own robe and tossed it to her, never taking his eyes of the unconscious McLaggen. He kicked Ron in the shin, as he was staring at Katie. Harry ordered, "Ron, get your brother, Percy. Hermione, get Professor McGonagall, I'll deal with this piece of filth."

The two darted back out of the room, leaving Harry alone with the two seniors. Still watching the boy, he spoke casually, "Are you decent, Katie?"

A small 'yes' answered him. Finally, he turned to her, "Are you okay?"

She hesitantly nodded,

He raised his hands placatingly, "It's okay… I'm right here… I can see that you need reassurance, but I won't move unless you want me to. Do you want to wait for Hermione? Or do you want one of your year mates?"

She thought about it and whispered, "It's okay… I…I… I trust you, you saved me."

He approached her very slowly and then sat down in front of her, at a respectable distance. He spoke, "Has McLaggen been bothering you much?"

Katie shuddered, "I knew he was a creep, but I underestimated how much of a pervert he was. The wanker has it in his head that since he was the House Seeker, it gave him the freedom to bed any girl he wanted. Honestly speaking, Oliver never wanted him anywhere near the team, but McLaggen was the only one who applied for Seeker. Since I only just joined as the new Chaser, he obviously saw me as an easy target."

Just then, there was a groan, and Harry's wand flew into his hand again. McLaggen moaned, "What the bloody hell happened. I feel like I was hit by a cow."

Then he spotted Harry moving in front of Katie in a protective manner. The Second-Year snapped, "Oi Potter! Stay away from my girl! I haven't even had a taste of my property."

Harry's green and silver eyes narrowed dangerously, "Your… Property? Is that all she is to you?"

"What's it to you? Get your own bird! Bell's just begging for me to deflow-"

He was cut off when Harry flicked his wand and Cormac McLaggen was replaced by a surprised-looking jackalope. Artemis had taught him how to turn people into jackalopes when he was four years old. It was also around the same time that she taught him about how to treat a woman.

Just then, Professor McGonagall's voice sounded, "What is going on here!?"

Harry undid the spell, returning a sputtering McLaggen back to human form. Katie slowly stood and shakily replied, "P-P-Professor… I was just in the Common Room minding my own business when McLaggen accosted me. He-he had p-plans to take my v-virginity. Then, Harry and his two friends came in and saved me."

McGonagall's lips thinned and her eyes were murderously trained on a cowering McLaggen. He blustered, "Professor! She's lying! She came onto me! She-"

The deputy headmistress raised a hand and looked at his downed trousers in disgust, "Mr. McLaggen… judging by your state of undress, as well as multiple witnesses, I am more inclined to believe Ms Bell. Come with me, we are going to see the Headmaster about this. Also, please do up your trousers, we are in front of decent company, after all."

Later that evening at dinner time, Dumbledore stood up with his face grave. He spoke, "My dear students, it is with deep regret that I must announce that Second-Year Gryffindor student Cormac McLaggen has been officially expelled from Hogwarts. It seems that he was caught red-handed, attempting to have his way with a female student, who shall remain anonymous, without their consent. As such, I am deducting 500 points from Gryffindor for his despicable actions."

The entire Great Hall was left in stunned silence. He continued, "Now, it has come to my attention that Mr. McLaggen's expulsion means that the Gryffindor Quidditch team is without a Seeker. As per my discretion and the approval of the other heads of House, I am allowing the team to use the upcoming First Year Flying Class practical session to scout for a potential Seeker."

That got Harry, Ron, Dean, Seamus and fellow Gryffindor Kevin Farrell to whisper excitedly. Even the likes of Faye Dunbar and Robyn Thistlethwaite looked interested.

Flashback Over

Harry glanced at a nervous Neville and pat his back gently. He murmured, "Relax Nev, nothing's going to happen. Also, I'd suggest you keep an eye on that Remembrall thing that you got this morning."

Harry had to fight down a snicker when he remembered that scene. The Remembrall came at breakfast time, and it glowed red as soon as Neville touched it. The boy agonised over what he had forgotten, before Harry put him out of his misery, "You're still in your pyjamas, mate."

The boy took off back to the dorm at a speed that could rival the most determined satyr on Enchilada Day. Coming back to the present, Madam Hooch finished pacing back and forth. She lectured, "Welcome to your first practical Flying class. I am sure that many of you are excited for this. Gryffindor House, you may have noticed your Quidditch team are also in attendance. As per the Headmaster's announcement, they will scout one of you as the starting Seeker. The chosen student will be exempt from the No Broomstick rule, but I am warning you, do not be reckless and make me regret this decision. Now… Every student hold out your hand over the broom by your side and say 'Up'! Remember, be firm in your command."

He held out his right hand and firmly ordered, "Up!". With no hesitation, the broom jumped into his hand. Along with him, several other students were either successful or had mixed results. As everyone began mounting their brooms, one of the Chasers, Alicia Spinnet, passed a roll of parchment around the Gryffindor contingent. Harry signed his name and also saw Dean, Seamus, Kevin, Faye and Robyn sign up as well.

Just then, he heard a cry of alarm, and everyone watched horror-stricken as a terrified Neville Longbottom shot off the ground like a bullet. The boy swerved to and fro out of control, prompting Fred Weasley and Angelina Johnson to fly out and try to get him under control. After a harrowing five minutes, Neville was back on solid ground and completely unscathed. However, Madam Hooch was not taking any chances and marched him off to the Hospital Wing. Before she did so, she ordered the team to ensure that there was no tomfoolery.

After she left, the team helped carry out the rest of the lesson and soon the rest of the class were hovering on their brooms. Just then, Oliver Wood noticed one of the Slytherins pick up something off the ground. He pointed to him, "Oi! You there! Malfoy, was it? What's that in your hand?"

Malfoy had a deer in headlights moment briefly before drawling, "It's Longbottom's Remembrall. The fat lump must have dropped it earlier."

Oliver held out his hand, "Okay… hand it over. It's not yours."

He didn't budge, "And if I say no?"

"Give it! Or else I'm deducting points from Slytherin!"

Malfoy blustered, "Y-You can't do that! You're not a prefect!"

Oliver Wood smirked, "News flash, Quidditch captains have almost the same authority as prefects. Now, I won't ask a second time, Hand. It. Over."

Malfoy agonised over it for a second or two before sullenly flying over and giving him the Remembrall. Oliver observed the ball in his hand, before an idea struck him. He called over his shoulder, "Oi! Johnson! Come here a sec."

The dark-skinned Chaser walked over, "What is it captain?"

He turned the Remembrall over in his hand and spoke quietly, "I reckon its about the same size as the snitch. I was thinking that one of you Chasers hold the Remembrall and try to simulate the Golden Snitch's movement."

Her eyes lit up, "Great idea! I think Bell's best suited for this. Since she's the youngest of us three, she is a lot more nimble in her movements. However, I suggest that we let the recruits borrow one of our own brooms. I don't trust the ones that they are currently using. Especially not after what happened to Longbottom."

"Okay- Oi! George! Get your arse over here!"

George Weasley flew over with a grin, "Yes? O captain, my captain?"

"Get off the broom, we're going to let the Firsties borrow it for a small drill that Angie and I cooked up."

George hopped off and handed the broom to Oliver. He then outlined the plan to Katie before calling out, "Thomas! Finnegan! Potter! Farrell! Thistlethwaite! Dunbar! Front and center!"

The six students came forward immediately and lined up. He looked at them, "Alright rookies! Here's what's going to happen. We're going to run a Snitch-catching drill. For logistical reasons, we can't use the real Snitch. So, Katie here, will use this Remembrall to simulate the Snitch's movement. Your objective is to try and get the Remembrall from her in the fastest time possible. Oh! And one more thing… No knocking into her. I don't want my players injured. Katie herself won't put up any resistance, aside from trying to dodge you."

One by one, the six of them mounted George Weasley's Cleansweep Five and had a go at chasing Katie. Dean, Robyn and Kevin were the among the fastest, with Robyn and Kevin breaking the 1:00 barrier. In fact, Robyn snatched the ball in 50 seconds. Then, Harry took the Cleansweep Five in his hands. What followed next, was an intense game of cat and mouse, which ended when he snatched the Remembrall in 30 seconds.

When he flew down, he saw dropped jaws from his year-mates. Meanwhile, Oliver Wood looked like he had just orgasmed on the spot. He could be heard muttering, "He's the one… He's the one… We're going to win this…"

He broke out of his trance and pounced on Harry. He babbled, "Bloody Nora! Where have you been all my life! You're the missing piece of the puzzle! Welcome to the team!"

He paused, before turning to Robyn, "Oh… and Thistlethwaite… I'd like you to be the reserve Seeker. You've got potential."

The Anglo-Asian girl nodded in response, before squealing in glee. Harry walked back, almost robotically, receiving handshakes and pats on the back from his classmates.

A few days later, in the Common Room, Harry spotted Katie sitting on a couch and made a beeline for her. He plopped down next to her, making sure to leave some space in between them. She looked up and grinned at him, "Well hello, my knight in shining armor!"

He grinned back before his face grew serious, "Hey Katie! I…er wanted to know how you were holding up, especially after all that happened. I can't say that I know how you feel, but in my foster family, I got to know a fair number of people who were almost in the same situation."

She sighed, "I'm… getting better I guess. All I know is, getting a boyfriend is bloody overrated. I've been in regular contact with Madam Pomfrey, who is also a qualified Mind Healer. I mean, she's like a psychiatrist, as the Muggles put it."

Then he had an idea, "Hey Katie, I need to talk to you about something really important. Is there anywhere private, where we can talk?"

"Yeah, I think there are a few unused classrooms."

They both left the Common Room and went to a nearby classroom. She leaned against an empty table and folded her arms, "So, what's up."

"I have a pretty big secret. Nobody else knows about this other than Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall."

Following a lengthy explanation, Katie Bell's head was close to spinning, "So… let me get this straight. The Greek gods are real? You are not just the son of Lily and James Potter, but also the son of Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt."

"Yes."

"And there is a whole camp for these… demigods?"

"Yes"

"So, every time you refer to summer camp, you are talking about this 'Camp Half-Blood'?"

"That's right"

"And this foster family you keep talking about, is an all-female group who follow the goddess Artemis?"

"Yup"

"Now, you're asking me if I am interested in joining this Hunt?"

"Basically… However, there are pros and cons. Pros are, you will gain eternal youth. According to what big sister Zoe told me, you'll pretty much stop aging after you turn 18. The cons are, that you can still be killed during combat or poison, or something like that. Additionally, the Hunters are forbidden from falling in love. So, I'd understand if that is a deal-breaker for you. I was also a little worried about what your folks would think"

She snorted, "Like I said, getting a boyfriend is overrated. After what that wanker almost did to me, I'm not interested in guys at all, also, I don't swing the other way. So I guess that means, I accept!"

He was taken aback, "Just like that? Honestly, I was still sort of debating about recruiting you or not. This is because, I didn't know if your family would approve. Remember, this is still dangerous, and the demigod world is full of monsters and creatures from the Ancient Greek world."

She held up a hand to stop him, "I appreciate the concern, Harry. However, I'm an orphan. Like you, a lot of us lost our parents to the Wizarding War. I was two years old when my parents were murdered by Death Eaters in a raid. I don't have any more family, and since then, I've been moving around through different orphanages. Kept getting pulled out because of my accidental magic."

Harry nodded before he stood up and took out his wand, "According to my mother's lieutenant, Zoe, as my mother's son, I kind of have the authority to issue and accept the oath. Now, repeat after me, 'I pledge myself to the Goddess Artemis. I turn my back on the company of men, accept eternal maidenhood, and join the Hunt.'"

She also fished out her wand and repeated the oath. As soon as she was done, Harry said, "As the son of Artemis, Goddess of hunt, archery, wilderness, forests, the Moon, radiance, maidenhood, and childbirth, I hereby accept your oath."

With a flash of light from both their wands, the oath was sealed. He pocketed his wand and unexpectedly hugged the surprised girl, "Welcome to the Hunt… sister."

As she broke the hug, she mused, "You know, now there are so many things that make so much sense now. I've heard Lavender and Parvati gossiping about how you are 'scarily accurate' when it comes to casting spells. Also, I guess being raised by the Goddess Artemis makes you a lot more sensitive to how women and girls are treated. You've been taught to use a bow and arrow, I'm assuming?"

He snorted, "I can rival most of the Apollo cabin in archery. I'm also pretty good at knives and daggers. I still suck at regular swords though."

"Quick question... Will they accept me into the ranks? I am a witch, after all."

"Actually, the Hunt recruits girls from different backgrounds. We don't just have demigods, but nymphs, mortals and many others. You might be the first witch, but you will be welcomed. Also, if we're being really technical, witches and wizards are somewhat considered as demigods because the Goddess Hecate blessed our world with magic. Before Hogwarts, she taught me a little about magic. Apparently, she created the Magical world because she was bored and wanted to have her own group of followers."

Katie's eyes widened, "Wow! I think my mind has been blown!"

Harry's face grew serious, "She also warned me to keep my true lineage a secret. I can only tell people who I trust, and now, you are one of them. According to Lady Hecate, the Magical world is not ready to learn of the existence of gods. Can you imagine what it would be like?"

She shivered, "I'd imagine all these pure-bloods would be a lot more insufferable. They'd probably strut around proclaiming that everyone should bow before them. The anti-muggle-born sentiment will also go through the roof!"

He replied, "My thoughts exactly, which is why we have to keep my lineage a secret. One last thing, I'm probably going to start training you to use weapons to fight. It's your duty as a Hunter."

Katie nodded, "Understood!"