Author's Note: Hey guys! New idea I kind of got from a couple other stories I read. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson

It was a dark night. A feared man entered a house. A flash of green.

The father dead.

He travelled upstairs where the mother and two children were. Both one year old. The mother protected them. A flash of green.

The mother dead.

Now for the babies.

He could kill them in one blast. The one with golden curls was practically lying on top of the other, as if to protect him.

The man laughed internally. As if a baby could stop him.

A green flash.

The man gone, not dead, but gone.

Both babies sat. Still alive, the love of their mother's sacrifice had saved them.

The only thing left was a scar.

The brown hair, green eyed baby had a lightning bolt on his forhead.

The golden hair, blue eyed baby had a skull over his heart.

A motorcycle roared.

The lights off.

Two people stood outside a plain little house, waiting for the third.

The third, a giant man, hands the two bundles to the elderly man and woman.

They gently place the babies on the door step of the house with a note.

All three quietly leave.

The lights turn back on.

The two bundles huddle close together, hands held tight. Their bond inseparable.

This was the beginning of little Harry and Will Potter's lives.

Hate? Love?

Just the prologue will get better as the story goes on. It will follow most, if not all, of the Harry Potter events, and some of the Percy Jackson events.