Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson.

A/N: Just something I should bring up before it gets questioned. Harry doesn't get the same gifts from his mother as the Hunters. His archery will often be close to if not on par to theirs but he will not have their superior strength or speed. He does however have a deep connection to the wilderness and animals in general. As such whenever he kills an animal he's always very respectful and anything he doesn't use is sacrificed to his mother. Harry will be very angry at anyone that treats the wilderness poorly and if he ever meets any poachers will probably put an arrow through their knee.

After the shocking revelation of who Harry's mother was the legionnaires began to go back to their training. Tanner and Alexandria volunteered to show Harry around the camp. They showed him where the barracks were, as well as the Field of Mars, which they explained was where the war games were played, they showed him the area where they trained with different weapons as well as the relatively small archery range. They also showed him where New Rome was, which the legion defended, they explained that a legionnaire had to give ten years of service before they could live in and eventually retire to New Rome.

For now Harry was put with the few of Apollo's children that were in the camp since they didn't know what weapon he'd be good with besides his bow. Harry grinned as he actually got to see how good he was compared to other demigods, the children of his uncle. It was obvious that at least one or two of his cousins were jealous of his talent since he was outshining many of them. However the other children of Apollo were taking it in stride.

After training Harry would go to other lessons with a mixture of Legionnaires. The lessons ranged from Latin, to mythology, to strategy, and even a lesson for those that had it on magical theory. Harry noticed that there weren't many witches or wizards and a few children of Trivia. Tanner explained that this was because most of the older blessed, what demigods called wizards and witches, were off at their respective schools. For instance there was a blessed son of Mars by the name of Marcus Flint who had just started at Hogwarts this year.

After the magical theory class Tanner thought it best to introduce him to the other blessed that were his age. Harry didn't have a problem with this though he felt that some, any from the British wizarding community anyways, would know who he was already from the scar. But he didn't have a problem with meeting others that were his age.

"This is Neville Longbottom, he arrived a few months before you did. He's a son of Ceres." Tanner said leading Harry over to a boy with mousy hair and brown eyes. Neville still had a little baby fat but he'd lose that with more training.

"Y-you're H-harry Potter." Neville said nervously looking at Harry in awe as he shook his hand. Harry smiled kindly at that having expected it from at least one of the other children.

A blonde boy had walked up over up at Harry's name. He had very aristocratic features and would obviously be quite handsome when he got older. He had blue eyes that complemented his hair quite well. "This is Draco Malfoy, the son of Venus. He's been here for almost a year now." Tanner introduced.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Harry. Some of us were wondering if you were among our number due to the fact you survived the killing curse." Draco said. Harry was a little uncomfortable with talking about that night and it must have shown. "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean… Sorry it was insensitive of me to bring that up with what you lost." Harry nodded to Draco. He seemed sincere enough.

The last blessed demigod that Harry met his age was a young girl by the name of Riley Thomas. She was apparently one of Alexandria's half-sisters. Her father apparently worked for the American ministry which Harry thought was cool, since his dad and Padfoot had told him about their time as aurors.

Harry's days would continue like this, in the mornings everyone would eat breakfast, being sure to sacrifice some of their meal to the gods. They would then go off to train for a few hours before going to regular lessons. After studying mythology, or whatever class they had before lunch, they would have a break for lunch and sacrifice a portion of their meal again. They would then continue with their classes until dinner time, where they would again sacrifice to the gods. After that they would return to their barracks to sleep.

On Fridays they had war games which varied and were held on the Field of Mars. Harry was extremely nervous when he heard about Deathball and was not looking forward to that one, ever. The rest seemed interesting though, he'd have to pick up a better weapon then just his bow for the Gladiator fighting though.

Thankfully that would be remedied with time to spare when he was given a gladius and put with other newer members of the legion that needed to be put through the paces of the more basic training. Harry found this to be harder then the other training as he wasn't used to wielding a sword of any kind. He also learned that Gladii were the standard issue weapon of the Legion with a few exceptions. He would still be allowed to use his bow and arrows as his primary weapon but was expected to at least know how to use the gladius and have it on him in case it was needed.

Harry was told that although all members of the legion were expected to stay during the Winter solstice, the blessed were allowed to have special portkeys that could take them to their homes and then back to camp for Christmas. The children of Trivia knew how to make the portkeys and all they needed was a proper address. Or as close as if there were wards that blocked portkeys around the property, after all they didn't want to go splattering any god's kids all over the place.

Harry was thankful when his first war game ended up being siege. He was part of the defending team and was surprised to learn that the attacking team had a war elephant. However he didn't let that distract him from his goal and positioned himself in one of the ramparts of the fortress. He then began to harass the attacking team with arrows.

He was careful not to aim anywhere that would cause lasting harm but still made his shots count. Aiming at areas where it would either cause the attacking team to scatter or redirect them. He also made a few shots that could temporarily disable the members of the attacking team as well. Nothing that some ambrosia and looking after from the children of Apollo wouldn't fix.

He was being careful with the large elephant though since the legionnaires all cared greatly for him, and took care of him. Although the Kevlar vest that Hannibal wore also protected him from a lot of the attacks. Harry was glad that his mother had enchanted his quiver because he did end up running out of arrows a couple of times. Eventually enough of the members of the attacking team were disabled and the war game was called in the defending teams favor. Harry was exhausted after his first war game and happy to see his bed in the barracks later that night.

The weekends were mostly free though there was some basic training as well as other duties, such as making sure your barracks were clean, and looking after Hannibal. Harry decided to use the free time getting to know the other blessed his age better. After all Draco, Neville, and Riley all seemed nice enough.

"So what are your families like?" Harry asked as the four of them hung out near the Little Tiber.

"My father and mother are pure bloods who buy into the pure blood supremacy tripe. I'm not sure what Mom saw in Father other then his looks. But at least being here gives me a chance to grow as my own person." Draco said obviously having no love for his father and foster mother. Harry had a feeling that Draco probably got some help from the gods making it to the Wolf House so he could start developing properly.

"My gran is alright, a little old fashioned but not too bad. She said my father mentioned the Wolf House once before he and mom, well my step mom, were attacked." Harry gently patted Neville's shoulder. The Potters had heard about the attack on the Longbottoms not long after they had moved America. But at least Neville was being looked after and now knew he had siblings that he could get to know. Even if they were just half siblings.

"My dad is busy a lot with his work with the ministry. He makes an effort though, and he's not missed a birthday or Christmas yet. Meeting Alexandria and my other siblings has helped as well." Riley said smiling.

"So what about you Harry. What's your family like? I heard your father lived." Draco said curiously.

"Yeah dad and uncle Padfoot and Moony are great. They've taught me a lot of things and let me help with the deer and plan out the garden." Harry said happily.

The four young blessed would continue to spend the weekend together getting to know each other better. Talking about various things from their favorite quidditch or quadpot team to what animal they liked the best. Harry and Draco got into an arguing match over whether deer or doves were better that turned into a shoving match, which turned into a wrestling match. Some of the older Legionnaires had thought about stepping in until they heard two and their friends laughing.

Things would start to fall into a steady routine from their. Wake up, breakfast, basic training, Archery practice for those that had it, lessons, lunch, more lessons, dinner, bed. The only variations in schedule being the war games on Fridays and the cleaning of barracks rooms and inspections as well as free time on weekends.

A/N: Next chapter will probably be Christmas and then possibly a time skip or a couple of time skips until the start of Hogwarts for Harry and company.