Percy Jackson flipped over a waffle, hissing as he nearly burned himself but smiled happily when he saw that it wasn't burnt, and looked perfect. For a blue waffles that is. Checking the time on the kitchen clock he frowned, then sighed as he realized why it was so quiet in their house.

Taking the waffle out, he set it with the rest as he turned the waffle make off. Then started walking out and towards his sons room. Leaving his dirtied apron on the counter nearby.

Walking into his room, he raised a brow at the starfish position on the king sized bed his son was laying on. Drool coming out as he twitched in his sleep. Snorting he rolled his eyes. Like father, like son. Getting closer he laughed when his nose scrunched up. "Hey," laughing again he ripped the blankets off him. "Cmon kiddo, before I eat all the blue waffles again."

Before he knew it, Harry-yes the Harry Potter, he had adopted him as soon as he could, and had been his dad for the past 4 years. Anyway, Harry had jumped up and stumbled out as quick as a cheetah out of his room and down the stairs towards the kitchen. Percy following with a shake of his head.

Harry skidded on his socks to see the plate of steamy waffles waiting on the counter island. He sighed in relief, jumping when he heard laughter, he turned to glare at his dad. "That's not funny! Gods, I nearly had a heart attack." He glowered.

Laughing Percy just shook his head and served him a plate. Harry knew about the gods, and knew his father was one by force, but he still thought it was cool. He didn't know much, only that they were real, and that his father could do nearly anything he wanted. Apparently Percy also knew about Harry-to which when he begged to know, he was told to wait till he was at least 11. And seeing as his birthday was around the corner. He really hoped so.

"When you're done, go get dressed. I'm going to go grab the mail real quick okay?" He said as he walked off.

Harry decided he'd go take a shower and dress before he ate, his food needed to cool down anyways. So off he ran back to his room, changing out of his pjs and into some of his favorite clothes. A red flannel, grey tshirt with faded jeans. Pushing up his round glasses after putting a gray beanie over his wet hair. Then he grabbed his phone off the charge and ran back downstairs.

He found his father there eating a large plate of waffles, drowning in syrup with a cup of orange juice beside it. A pile of recent mail beside him.

Grinning at each other, Harry sat and ate with his dad.

Percy shifted a little as he picked up a letter with a serious look after he finished-in record time of course. He looked to Harry before smiling. "So, guess who got a letter today?"

"You did?" Harry raised a brow and shoved another piece of waffle into his mouth.

Rolling his eyes, he slid the letter down to his kid. "No." He laughed at his confused face. "Harry you got a letter."

Confused, but excited, Harry licked his fingertips clean of the syrup before reaching for the letter. His fingers brushed over his name, though they left out the Jackson part which made him frown, but he opened it, his eyes getting wide as he read it to himself.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY.

Harry didn't know why they were capitalized like that, but he was more focused on the 'school of witchcraft and wizardry' part.

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, Chf.Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International confed of wizards)

So the Headmaster was well known, that made him curious. Wait, why is he important to the fact you got a letter from a wizarding school?

Harry continues to read after shaking his head.

Dear Mr.Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term behinds on the 1st of September. We wait your Owl by no later then 31 of
July.

Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonogall
Deputy Headmistress

Uniform
First year students will require:
1: Three sets of plain black work robes.
2: one plain pointed hat, (black) for day wear
3: One pair of protective gloves, Dragon hide or similar.
4: one winter Cloak, black with silver fastenings.

Course books
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The standard book of spells (Grade1) by Miranda Goshawk
A history of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A beginners guide to Tranfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to find them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A guide to self protection by Quentin Trimble

Other equipment
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set of glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set of brass scales

Student may also bring any pet they desire, the pet must not harm any students. (Unless they are protecting their owner)

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK

When he was finally done reading, Harry sat there for a moment before he blinked and stared at his Dad. "Is this real?" He asked

"Indeed. I guess it's time to tell you about yourself Harry." Percy stood and motioned for him to follow him. Harry quickly took another bite of his food and a drink before he did so making his father roll his eyes fondly. They walked into their living room and sat down. "You're a Wizard Harry. And very famous one at that, in the wizarding world at least. As a baby you supposedly defeated a dark lord, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Voldermort is his name by the way. On that night, your parents were protecting you from him. They were killed..." He drifted off with a pained face. He knew what that was like.

Harry took a moment to take it all in, before slowly nodding. He believed his father, he had never lied to him before.

"Do you want to go?" His dad asked as they were sat there mulling it over. His hands playing with a letter as he watched his kid.

"Yes, I want to go." Harry responds eagerly, a smile coming to his face before he looked at the letter in his dads hands. It looked similar to the one he just read. "What that?"

Percy smirked. "My acceptance as a Muggle Study Teacher at Hogwarts. Now, I'll go send them a letter that we accept." Laughing at Harry's shocked face he walked off to do what he said he would.

Blinking, Harry let the shock leave him. He was a wizard? A real wizard. Well he shouldn't be to shocked, his Dad is a god. Nothing could trump that.

Speaking of his father, how did he know? Did someone tell him about him? Or was he a wizard as well and just knew? Harry frowned before shrugging. Might as well ask right?

"Dad!?" He yelled out, his voice echoing slightly in their large vaulted ceilings living room.

"Yeah?!" He yelled back soon after, he was just finishing up with the letters, even tho he snap them into existence, he liked being mundane about it.

Harry grinned. "Are you a Wizard too?!"

Finishing, he walked in to answer him. "Technically yeah, Didn't go to any school, taught myself. I don't need a wand, and my magic isn't like theirs or yours, I'm more ancient, I'm a god remember? Magic is practically what I am now." He explained.

"Alright, I'm going to go to my room." Harry spoke as he stood up and stretched.

"Wait, really? No million questions? Shock? Outrage of anykind?" Percy asked as he watched his son go towards the stairs. "Nothing?"

Laughing Harry shook his head. "Considering my Dad is a god, should I really be doing what your implying?"

Shrugging he smirked. "I guess not. I'll be in my office okay?"

Harry smiled and went off to his room.

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Harry was bored, it had been a couple hours, and scrolling through tumblr and others wasn't as fulfilling as it had been when he started. Especially when it started to repeat. Sighing he face planted his pillow.

He wondered if he would be bored at school, it's magic, so he shouldn't be. At least he hoped. Wait, could he take his phone?

Frowning at that thought, he didn't notice when his Dad walked in.

Percy had just finished up on a few documents from the week before that never got finished, but he was finally done and hoped to never have to sign another one for a long time. Running a hand through his hair he leaned back into his chair and thought. His Harry was growing up. It was kind of sad, he thought.

"It's okay, it's just a bath." Percy spoke softly as 7 year old Harry stood at the entrance of the bathroom shuffling his feet. "Do you want to take it alone?" He asked as he stood.

Harry shook his head violently. "No, I just...is it going to be cold?" He shivered as he remembered something horrible.

He could hear his heart shatter for his son-even if not yet adopted at this time. "No it won't be, you can have bubbles and toys, splash me if you want. Make a mess. I don't care. As long as your okay."

Nodding, Harry undressed, his shirt first, and Percy wanted break down and hunt down the man who hurt him. Seeing the bruises, though he had healed well over the week with him, it still showed in dark yellow and black. But it was being able to count the ribs. Being able to watch his rib cage shake from the pain of having a rib relocated, repaired.

Percy wanted to murder anyone who sat to have touched Harry.

Now, his Harry was a healthy thriving boy, stunted due to his earlier years but healthier now. A chance to grow somewhat normally like others. Even if his magic helped keep him alive, it still couldn't stop the long term effects from such abuse.

Percy remembers when he was Harry, when Gabe broke bottles over his skin and his Mom screamed at him to stop hitting him. Knowing that at least a quarter of his scars were because of the disgusting man. And he had a lot of scars. Not just physically, but mentally as well.

Sighing he checked the time and decided they had enough time, so there he was scaring his Son who may or may not have jumped at finding his father in his doorway.

"Knock next time would you?!" Harry yelled at him as he sat up, calming his heart rate.

Laughing he nodded. "Sure." He shook his head when Harry pouted, still chuckling. "Wanna get school stuff? We have enough time."

Harry jumped up quickly, just like that morning. "Yes!" He then ran off to grab his shoes and backpack all the while Percy rolled his eyes.

"I'm going to change, I'll meet you in the living room!" Percy yelled as he left.

"Okay!!" Harry replied as he scrounges around for his favorite shoes.

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