Harry Potter: Son of Hades

Chapter 4

I walk through the camp to the white house and I can see some campers stopping and pointing at me, probably because I'm new here.

I stop at the porch of the big house to see two men playing some sort of game.

Harry: Um, excuse me.

???: Who are you, kid?

The man that talked was the one that was in a wheelchair, while the other one seemed to be very angry at his coke can.

Harry: Um, my name is Hadrian Potter-Evans, my aunt told me that I had to come here.

???2: Another one?! Ugh.

???: Mr. D be a little more kind.

Mr. D, what a strange name.

Mr. D: Whatever.

???: Well, I'm Chiron, the activities director, and this is Mr. D, the camp director. So, do you know anything?

Harry: Wait, you are Chiron, I thought that he was a centaur!?

Chiron: Ah, yes, it seems that you do. And yes, I'm a centaur, but the wheelchair hide my horse legs.

Harry: Oh.

Mr. D: So, kid, you know who I am?

Harry: Are you possibly Lord Dionysus?

Mr. D: Ah, yes. It seems that this kid know his things.

Chiron: You say that you were brought here by your aunt?

Harry: Yes, my mom and step-father died when I was a year and 3 months old, so since then I have been living with my mom's sister.

Chiron: And she knew?

Harry: My mother wrote her a letter and my aunt told me today because I turned 6.

Mr. D: You're 6, kid?

Harry: Yes. Oh, my aunt told me that I should tell you something.

Chiron: What about?

Mr. D: Wait, before that. What's that in your forehead? It's very dark you know.

I lift my bangs and show them my scar.

Mr. D: Uh, that's bad. I think Uncle Hades should see that.

Hades?! Like my father?!

Harry: What do you mean?

Mr. D: That seems like another soul is attached to you, but not sure. Uncle Hades should be able to know. I will talk to him later.

Chiron: What did you want to tell us?

Harry: Actually, it's related to the scar. You see, apart from a demigod I'm a wizard.

Chiron: Oh, my gods! There hasn't been a demigod wizard since a few hundred years.

Mr. D: What does that have to do with the scar?

Harry: Well, some dark wizard or dark lord, I'm not sure, was the one to kill my parents, the scar is from that night, maybe it has some kind of relation.

Mr. D: I will go now to talk to Uncle. Show him the camp.

Chiron signals me to close my eyes and when I open them again Mr. D isn't there anymore.

Chiron: So, about you being a wizard?

Harry: Ah, aunt Petunia told me that I will have to go to Hogwarts to do my studies there.

Chiron: Okay, we will see what to do when the times arrive.

With that Chiron started to show me all the camp.