Respect. Control. Power. They had it all. It was common knowledge that the Black family was not to be trifled with. They were the epitome of power and wealth. Why does the entire world kneel before them? They were seemingly invincible. But what if the family themselves was their undoing? A war was coming. Sirius Black had spent his entire life distancing himself from his vile family and opposing the Dark side. But then someone came after him, tried to put him down and nearly succeeded. More importantly, they went after someone very close to him. In the process, they forgot who he really was. Sirius was the fine line between Dark and Light. But in times like these, it was incredibly easy for that line to get blurred. Everyone hated war. But to Sirius, it went way beyond hate. It was about revenge, to bring about the downfall of everyone who had ever wronged him. The Black dynasty had caused enough chaos and grief for centuries. No more. His family was coming for him? Let them come. Voldemort wanted him dead? The feeling's mutual, mate. Ultimately, Sirius was going to be ready for them. Each and every one of them. The Dark Side had already taken enough from him. No more. It was time that he learned that the only way to beat the darkness outside, is to embrace the one inside. And in the end, he would win. Whatever it takes.

In 1992, Pettigrew was captured and Sirius was declared innocent. The first thing he did after his acquittal was offer Harry a home. The moment his godson accepted his invitation, he swore to himself that he would do right by the boy and always protect him. When he discovered certain things about Harry, he made it his mission to give his godson the childhood that he deserves. Harry couldn't believe his ears when his godfather offered him to come and live with him. All his life, he had prayed for a relative to come and rescue him from his Aunt and Uncle's clutches. His childhood had always been less than mediocre. There were secrets that he'd rather die than reveal. But, gradually, Harry started to trust Sirius and his walls crumbled. A Sirius and Harry- Father and Son fanfic. Published on: 04/02/2015

Everyone knew that the dark lord was a power hungry and heartless wretch. But no one thought he could stoop any lower. The dark lord sired a grandchild and a powerful one at that. This grandchild in none other than the hero of Olympus: Percy Jackson. Here I was, chilling at camp when my mom calls me home and I find two really weird people on the couch. Then I'm whisked into this wizarding world where I've got to kill another grandpa of mine. Just great. Can't the fates give me a break?

Harry Potter is used to being the Hero of his world. He and every other wizard believes he is the destined savior of the world. Now that wizard world knows Voldemort is back Harry is going to need protection. Percy Jackson has finally defeated Gaea and saved the world yet again and thinks things will start to calm down. Unfortunately for him, he is that protection. Except he can't do it alone. He is going to need the help of six certain people. Worlds collide in Demigods at Hogwarts. (Guys I suck at summaries. I swear the book is better.)