Hello and welcome to this plotbunny of an idea that popped into my head pretty much overnight after playing a bunch of Smite. So as you can pretty much tell this is going to be a PJO and HP crossover. However what you don't know is that there will be elements of other series implemented as well, but those will be revealed shortly. So first and foremost this story will start during the gap between Harry's fourth and fifth years with flashbacks to fill in the gaps of the lore and Harry's personality. This being said this story, in concept, will be similar to DZ2's Twice Blessed challenge in a way. Harry will have one godly parent in one way, shape, or form. How this will be revealed will not be done here as this would give away the entire premise, and there wouldn't be anything to look forward to, now would there? However I will say this: he will be a legacy of one other Greek god, and it will make sense why; and I'm going to throw another twist in just because I can.

So first of some twists is that there will be an appearance of a few of the Devil May Cry weapons, at least in design and some more than that. Depending on the reception there will be more twists revealed so hopefully you'll receive it well so I can bring in some more twists. But before I continue I need to make notes for specific character triggers.

Jaded!Harry – He'll be suspicious about everyone and their motivations, all thanks to people like Dumbledore.

Evil!Dumbledore – He's the real bad guy.

Evil!Ron – He's a jealous ass because of his poor upbringing and would do anything for a few knuts.

Next order of business: pairings. To that extent I have no clue, but I am leaning towards Thalia at this specific point in time. This of course can change. Next up is time frame in the PJO-verse, where the stories will line up is prior to the Lightning Thief events.

Disclaimers: I own nothing but original characters and original plot. All recognizable plots and characters belong to their respective owners. Warning: I may or may not have written this while drinking. Though the rating is T, it is subject to change at any time and will be done so when appropriate.

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"Speaking"

'Thinking'

'Mental divine dialogue'

'Any other mental dialogue'

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Life for one Harry Potter could be classified as 'shitty' by pretty much anyone looking in on his life. Losing his parents at fifteen months old, being the veritable slave to relatives that worked him worse than one of Malfoy's house elves while they sat around on their fat rears doing nothing, not having any friends due to his cousin chasing any prospective friends off, and every single adult ignored his pleas for help; but these were the least of his problems. At the impressionable age of eleven he entered the magical world. He was so entranced by the newness and freedom that he now had inside this new world that he didn't want to go back.

On the Hogwarts express he met his first two friends Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. Though at the time 'friends' was a subjective term. While Harry was living with his relatives he had to dumb down his work in order to not receive beatings, but in Hogwarts he let his brain do what it was born to do: think. The first few classes he did well in, however as the weeks passed his new friend Ron kept dragging him on 'adventures' in the castle, he was so excited by the prospect of a new friend that he didn't care about his grades. Then there was Hermione, she was a bossy know it all about EVERYTHING. He noticed it immediately when they walked in the main hall. 'I read it in Hogwarts: A History,' Harry recalled. Well he read the same book too, but he didn't need to announce it to the world.

It wasn't until after Halloween that the then dubbed 'Golden Trio' really came together when Ron assisted Harry in saving Hermione. From then on they went on to discover and attempt to retrieve the Philosopher's Stone and Harry killed Quirrel who was fused with Voldemort himself with the power of his mother's love, something that set off a red flag with Harry.

From there the year ended where the Gryffindor house was awarded the house cup despite their rule breaking. Now that he had time to think about it, it was quite the coincidence. However he didn't have time to think about it since his thoughts were on the hell awaiting him back with his 'family'. His family had upgraded him from sleeping in a closet to being in the smallest bedroom in the house still filled with the toys that Dudley either broke or didn't play with anymore. His days were again filled with endless chores that began at the crack of dawn and ended late at night. He returned back to Hogwarts with the assistance of Ron and his brothers after spending a few weeks with his family. His arrival wasn't one he expected to take, slamming into a tree that wanted to kill him, all because of the entrance to Platform nine and three quarters not wanting to allow them through. He spent from Halloween on being ostracized by most people for being the 'Heir of Slytherin' and releasing a monster, one that he would later slay.

His third year would be exciting in another way when he would meet his 'criminal' godfather who broke out of jail to not only kill the man that wronged Harry's family, but to protect him from said man. He had to fight against one of Sirius's best friends as he had become a werewolf the same night they had all learned the truth. Harry and Hermione traveled back in time and luckily managed to distract Remus long enough for them to arrive in time to save past Harry and past Sirius from getting their souls sucked out. Then they broke Sirius out of the cell they had him in where he would have been executed once the Minister got there.

Fourth year was hell after Halloween for Harry. The year started like it always did until the announcement that Tri-Wizard Tournament would be taking place AT Hogwarts that year. Harry instantly knew that it was going to go downhill and he verbally stated at dinner that he would be staying at least a hundred meters away from the thing at all times. In fact after the two other schools arrived he didn't even enter the room where the potential champions were putting their names into the goblet. He did notice the one French veela girl, Fleur was it? She did stare at him in surprise when he didn't react to Allure (1). Harry thought that he was in the clear when they announced the names on Halloween, in fact he gave a great sigh of relief when Cedric Diggory's name came out of the goblet.

However it was not to be as Harry had set his head down in relief when another *phump* was heard and his name was called out three times in incrementing volumes by Dumbledore. The following several minutes were filled with Harry yelling some of the most foul language ever to be uttered in Hogwarts' halls since the 'Stubbed toe hex epidemic of 1918' took place. This left a several of the visiting girls from France blushing and many wide eyes and dropped jaws as well as Ron mentally asking if he should write his dad telling him what Harry said a rubber ducky is used for (2). Shamus later said that he swore worse than one of his father's Navy buddies. Harry was forced to compete whether he wanted to or not and everyone, including his so called friend Ron, called him an attention seeker and glory whore. He even accused Harry of using some sort of dark magic to curse his parents when he was a baby to make himself famous in the first place. That earned Ron a punch in the face and a broken nose. Hermione had hounded him on how he got his name in the Goblet. He had cut ties with her as well until she could see that he didn't do it at all. He spent the time preparing as much as he could by studying whatever he could get his hands on ranging from whatever combat magic he could find to swordsmanship manuals. The first task was to complete a task that would test their 'daring', whatever that meant.

If the task being given was that vague he had to prepare for any eventuality. While looking he even found a manual for a kendo based style for using a single edged blade that some student brought from a trip overseas (3). As tournament champions were exempted from taking end of the year tests he took as much advantage of it as he could by skipping all of his classes and doing self-study. People stared at him at first and it only got worse when those 'Potter stinks' buttons got circulated, everyone including Ron were wearing them, well except for a select few excluding those not from Hogwarts. Harry had straight decided to skip classes to avoid everyone and the harassment that came with it.

A few days before the first task Hagrid had approached him to follow him on his date with Madame Maxine, he would later learn about the dragons. The remaining days he learned as many water based spells he could. Theory one was that he could cool the dragon down long enough to slow its metabolism to allow him to slay it if that's what the task required. But as he was only allowed a wand in the challenge he would need another way to slay it. The only other thing he could think of would be attempting to use Parselspeak to persuade it to retreat or something.

Finally the day of the task arrived and he was forced to get an egg. Luckily he was able to persuade it that the false egg was indeed false when he case a weak bombarda at it when one of the same power would have left a small chip in the shell of a real egg, the false one rang with a metallic *clang*. Sure he didn't score great with the judges, but no one seriously had the stones to try to talk to a dragon. After the task Ron tried to tell Harry that he forgave Harry for putting his name in the Goblet. After a verbal fight Harry punched him in the face again. Hermione apologized for being wrong and they resumed their friendship while Ron was in Limbo.

For the Yule Ball Harry took the Patil girl from his house. They danced well enough, for Harry it was almost by instinct as they had only had the most base level of lessons that the Professor McGonagall taught for one day only. When they did finally break from dancing she managed to annoy him when she tried to press him for answers on how he got his name in the Goblet. He spent the rest of the night with Hermione in the garden built just talking and looking at the stars.

He finally solved the riddle of the egg with the hint given by Cedric who then apologized for his housemates who made the buttons. The second task began with them diving into the Black Lake to find something lost. Who was his hostage? Ronald Weasley. During the task Fleur had been forced to turn back after getting too injured which left Harry with a choice: Ron or Fleur's sister. He went with the latter. He figured, the girl he later learned whose name was Gabrielle, was worth more than a traitor 'friend'. Dumbledore berated him for not going for Ron first like he was supposed to, but Harry didn't care. However Fleur said that her family owed him a debt of gratitude and would repay it someday (4).

Harry spent the rest of his time avoiding everyone who still didn't believe him about the Goblet by studying whatever he could by himself. He had started studying how to become an animagus since that's one thing that his father and his friends had done when he was just a year older than him. Finally the four champions were called to the Quidditch pitch to receive word about what their final challenge was, a maze. When the day arrived only Sirius and Hermione were the only two to wish him luck outside of the other champions wishing each other luck. He finished the maze after saving Fleur and knocking out Viktor and met up with Cedric at the end. The both grabbed the cup so it would be a tie only to find out that it was a portkey that took them to the elder Riddle's tomb. During the initial confusion Cedric was killed by Pettigrew with the killing curse.

Harry had to then witness and be forcibly included in a necromantic ceremony that brought back the feared Voldemort back to life. He then fought the newly reborn dark lord to a standstill when their wands crossed, which brought a hilarious moment from Ghost Busters into Harry's mind. Harry managed to grab the Goblet as well as Cedric's newly deceased body and portkey back to the beginning of the maze. Harry was immediately arrested by Fudge and was given a kangaroo court where Dumbledore didn't even help him and the prosecuting attorney sponsored by Cedric's father twisted the words of Harry's only friends remaining on his side. After countless testimonies that Harry knew to be false the Wizgamot decided in less than five minutes that he was guilty and he was given ten years in the high security block of Azkaban despite a dozen people screaming in protest. Which brings us to the present point in time.

Harry sat in the corner of his tiny cell. All there was room for was a tattered camping bedroll and moth eaten blanket and a hole in the other corner of the room to take care of bodily functions. The cell was barely high enough to stand in, if Harry had been taken care of properly when he was a child his head would be brushing against the ceiling. Harry sat, staring out the one square foot window that was his only view of the outside world and only way to tell what time it was to eat and sleep, however the number of hours of sleep he got was few and far between thanks to the Dementors roaming the halls. Once daily they would feed on his positive emotions, forcing him to relive moments of his life that he wished he could forget. Reliving such horrible events lead him to become catatonic at most times, his mind receded into itself where all he did was think how messed up his life really was and how everyone he trusted burned him.

Harry didn't even know how long he was in the hellhole. He stopped caring the moment they threw him in the cell, he just focused on surviving hell. His muscle mass continued to decline until he was little more than skin and bones. Harry heard the screeching of the heavy iron door as it opened to reveal Cedric's father.

"All hail the conquering hero," Diggory said as he entered the room, his cane's metal end clacking against the stone floor. "Let us remember him as our protector," he said as he swung his cane at Harry's leg, getting only a grunt of pain from him in response as the bones broke. "And not the one, who gave us… this," he gestured at Harry's form. "Our savior and not our betrayer," he said swinging at Harry's other leg, breaking it as well. "Let us see him forever as you, and not as you." He swung at Harry's chest, satisfied at the sound of breaking bones. "All hail the conquering hero." (5) He swung one more time, hitting Harry in the head, knocking him to the ground.

"Diggory, that's enough!" his escort yelled out. "It's one thing if you beat him, but if he dies of anything OTHER than a Dementor there will be an investigation by Madam Bones herself."

"Ah, well then I suppose that would be an unwarranted event." He turned back to the unmoving form of Harry. "Please be sure to heal on up, boy. I would like another one of these stress relieving sessions next month. Oh what a few galleons in Fudge's pocket will get you," Harry heard as the darkness closed in on him.

'Do not worry, my son. Soon this will all be over,' a voice echoed in his mind just as he lost consciousness (6).

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Harry awoke to the sounds of metal scratching against metal. "Shh! Are you trying to get us caught?" one person whispered angrily at their companion.

"Well this isn't a lock I've seen before," a young female voice stated.

"A lock that a daughter of the Great Thief can't pick? That's a new one," a female mocked, the same from before.

The lock turned. "I said I hadn't seen it before, not that I couldn't pick it. These Hecate blessed mortals are a pain in the ass sometimes."

"Agreed, but don't let the pretty-girl back at the Zodiac hear you say that. She throws a mean fireball. Hey I think that's him." Harry heard footsteps that stopped over him. "Di immortals, they worked this kid over." She nudged him, "Hey you Harry Potter?"

He felt a hand brush his long unkempt hair away from his forehead. "Yeah that's the scar we were told that would identify him," the lock picker stated. "Broken legs, he ain't walking outta here."

"Well you're carrying him then."

"Why me?"

The other huffed, "Well I'm better than you with a blade and most weapons anyway, if we get in a fight I'll hold them off."

Harry felt himself lift off the ground and set on the back of one of the girls. "He isn't as heavy as I thought he'd be."

"Who are you?" his voice rasped as he finally opened his eyes to see the two. The first thing he noticed was that they were no older than him. The girl standing by the door to his cell had brown hair and slim yet muscular frame, she was holding a double edged longsword and for whatever reason a sub-machine gun (7) on her back. The girl that had him on her back had blonde hair and from what he could tell was slim. Both were of Caucasian decent, but what really confused him were the American accents (8).

"I'm Ashley, daughter of War," the girl by the door introduced herself. "And that's Tiff, daughter of the Great Thief and Messenger and we'll be your rescuers today. James, son of the Forger should be back shortly."

"Why?" Harry rasped again.

"Tell you what, we get out of here and you can ask us all the questions you want to." Harry nodded weakly. "Good, let's get the hell out of here."

They slowly made their way from the cell to the end of the hallway. Ashley held out her hand as a Dementor passed. She waved them forward after she had made it across the hall. Slowly they made their way down into the lower cell blocks that were patrolled by the human guards. That was when James, the last member of the three teens joined back up.

"Party favors are all set," James whispered proudly.

"Any trouble?" Tiff asked.

"Had to kill one of those hooded wraiths from alerting the rest of them, everything else went fine." He handed a small rod to Ashley with a smile, "Press the button and instant distraction on the other side of the facility."

She pressed the button and there was a deafening blast. "You may have put a little too much in those explosives."

"There's no such thing as overkill," James said as he got up and ran out of the front entrance with Ashley, Tiff, and Harry in tow. Ashley sheathed her sword, which turned into a charm on a bracelet and armed herself with the sub-machine gun. She kept it aimed at the entrance as they were approached by the final member of the group.

"Get in, quickly," she shouted just loud enough for them all to hear over the waves. Harry recognized this voice from somewhere. Tiff gently set Harry down in the boat. The other two got in and James started the engine before the craft jolted forward and sped away from the hellhole island that was Harry's prison.

"Right behind us!" the remaining female who had stayed outside of Harry's line of sight stated with a slight accent. "Dementors!"

Harry opened his eyes again to see a swarm of black beings flying after them. He crawled to the front of the boat and propped himself up. He outstretched his hand and pushed as much magic as he could into it and with an exclamation he yelled, "Expecto Patronum!"

A shimmering stag appeared in the middle of the boat and projected a repulsor-like shield that flung all the Dementors away back towards their island home. Just before Harry passed out again from exhaustion he saw blonde locks that hadn't seen since the Tri-Wizard tournament. Morpheus took him before he could say her name.

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That seems like a perfect place to have a cliffhanger. Sorry. As I said before this is a plotbunny so the chances of me continuing this are lower, however if this does get enough interest I'll consider continuing this flesh out an actual storyline that may differentiate from the plot of PJO and obviously from HP. That being said I'm going to put some explanations for the reason things were down below.

1. The reason Harry is immune to Veela allure will be revealed later.

2. As you know Mr. Weasley once asked Harry what a rubber ducky was used for. Imagine the look on his face when he found out what Ron said it could be used for in Harry's rant.

3. This will become important later for the DMC element that I mentioned at the beginning.

4. No this is not one of those Veela life debts.

5. Can you tell I totally ripped that speech off from Spartan Locke in his trailer for Halo 5: Guardians? It's a good speech when you think about it.

6. Note that I do not specify whether the voice was male or female, that was on purpose.

7. Note that this is what Harry is seeing not what is actually there. That and while we have seen guns make an appearance in the PJO series in both the books and the movies (which the latter were sort of lacking) they've never been used by demi-gods while mortals that see their bows do see guns through the Mist.

8. Note that I didn't describe these people that well, that was intentional. Right now they're just "throw-away" characters where at this point in time they don't mean much to the plot. That being said if they do become important to the plot I'll be sure to describe them much more.

Now some may ask why I made Harry this vulnerable. Being in Azkaban is sure to drain away the hope of escape in the slightest. That and I haven't said the exact reasons, probably because I'm still coming up with them as you're reading this notes section. Plus there's still Evil!Dumbles so there's that to look forward to.

Be sure to leave a review and tell me what you think. Flamers and just all around asses will be ignored and deleted. Those with constructive criticism will be listened to.

So next time when I continue: Harry wakes up in an unfamiliar place, who his godly heritage is, and countdown to the Summer Solstice has already begun (no he will not be going on the quest). Until next time, have a good one.