Harry Potter never knew the Dursleys. From a young age, he was raised by Sally Jackson, who welcomed him as her own son and brought him up alongside her child, Percy. Two boys, two brothers, bound by a mother's love... and by a destiny far greater than they could ever imagine. For the worlds of magic and mythology are not separate legends: they exist, they breathe, and they intertwine. And through the bond of Harry and Percy as brothers, perhaps both worlds are destined to become one. Ancient prophecies whisper of the dawn of a new era. Magic and divinity merge, carrying the promise of powerful alliances and dangerous conflicts. Thus begins the tale of two children marked by destiny, whose brotherhood could change the course of history forever. Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and Percy Jackson and the Olympians belongs to Rick Riordan. I do not own any of the characters, settings, or original concepts from these universes. This story is a non-profit creation made purely for entertainment, written with respect and admiration for the original works.

Some old guy named Dumb-old-door, accompanied by a creepy emo dude, a werewolf, and three teenagers, two of which were glaring at me like I had killed their parents, and the other looking at me apprehensively like I was some sort of murderer (which I guess I am), show up at my door and ask to come in and talk. ◀◁◑ ♢ ◐▷▶ I mean... Why not? I don't have much to lose anyway. •COVER ART IS NOT MINE, CREDITS TO ORIGINAL ARTIST•

Set in Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, hunting monsters away from home isn't easy, especially when there's a distracting cute young man. Percy never would've guessed that he would find love again after Annabeth. He also would have never guessed that it would be from a broken, jaded Slytherin. Percy Jackson/Draco Malfoy