A/N: Hey Guys. Here is a new story. This plot bunny has been driving me made lately, so i decided i should write it up, see if it is any good. Hope you all like it. R&R Please.

Harry was desperate, pleading with whatever deity was out there for help, as the Dementor's moved in on his past self and Sirius, the only family he ever knew he had, the last connection to his parents. Hermione stood behind him, watching expectantly at what was happening before them.

"Your dying, Harry" Hermione muttered, choking back tears as she watched. "You have to do something."

"You'll see, 'Mione" Harry said quietly. "My dad's going to show up, and he's going to save us."

They continued to watch what was happening, the Dementor's ever so slowly moving towards Harry's past self and Sirius, slowly sucking out the happiness from the two. Harry watched, dread pooling in the pit of his stomach as no one came to save him. Before Hermione could react, Harry surged forward, sprinting towards the lake edge, whipping out his wand as he did so. Pointing his wand forward, and doing the movements he had practiced so much since the winter break, he roared at the top of his lungs "Expecto Patronum."

Something within him snapped, and power surged through him, electrifying every part of his body as pure, unfocused magic whipped around him in a powerful aura of bright purple, crackling electricity blasting out of his body in erratic movements, scorching the Earth where it touched. All of this went unnoticed by Harry, as the tip of his wand glowed the same bright purple surrounding him, as an eagle burst from the tip, electricity bursting from its body as it soared through the air, blasting and incinerating Dementor's that it touched. It left Harry's past self and Sirius untouched, before it winked out of existence when Harry lowered his wand when the last Dementor was incinerated.

Harry heaved a sigh, pulling in deep breaths to calm his beating heart. The rush of power still flowed through his body, despite the spell having been cancelled. It felt addictive and exhilarating, but scary at the same time. Once he had calmed down enough, and the thrumming in his ears had dulled to a slight hum, he heard Hermione calling him. He turned to her, noticing her wide eyes, a finger pointing to just above his head. When he looked up, he gasped at what he saw.

A bright blue ring encircled a purple phoenix, clutching electric blue lightning bolts in its talons. As he watched, the symbol faded, leaving a bright spot in his vision as he continued to blink at what he saw.

"Come on, Harry, we have to go get Sirius" Hermione called, getting over her shock. Harry just numbly followed her, wondering why she wasn't questioning what had happened. This wasn't normal, was it?

Harry numbly noticed that they were on Buckbeak, and then with Sirius as well. He was only snapped out of his awareness when they stood in the court yard, Sirius staring at him expectantly when they heard the rushing of feet, and saw Dumbledore rushing towards them, his long beard and hair whipping around him as he ran.

He moved past the three of them, and moved towards Buckbeak, slapping him on the rump to get him moving, while saying "Go on, get to the camp. We'll meet you there" before he turned to the two students and escaped prisoner as the winged horse galloped off ad launched himself into the air.

"Hurry up you three, I do not have much time" the aged wizard said, a worried look on his face. "Mr. Potter, you know where my office is. On the archway before the gargoyle, place the tip of your wand to the Greek omega before saying the password 'Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici'. Wait for me when you get off of the stairs. I will be there in a few minutes."

With that, the Headmaster hurried back the way he came, only looking back when he got to the large wooden doors to ensure that the three of them were doing as they were asked.

They began walking towards the doors, Sirius silently shifting back to the form of a grim, sticking close to Harry as they made their way through the twisting corridors of the ancient castle. When they got to the stone gargoyle, Harry searched along the arch, somehow knowing exactly what he was looking for, before placing the tip of his wand to the symbol and muttering the pass word. The gargoyle shifted and slowly began spinning upwards, the spiral stairs flowing as if like water from the solid stone floor. The three of them stepped on to the moving stairs as they slowly spun up the tower. As they went further, they passed a wooden door, one that Harry knew well entered into Dumbledore's office, but the stairs continued to move upwards, before coming to a halt at a slab of intricately carved stone.

They heard the shuffling of feet before they saw Dumbledore making his way up the stairs, hurrying around them before he placed his hand over a carving of an owl. The slab of stone glowed a light blue before splitting down the middle and opening inwards to a round room. Along the walls stood towering shelves filled to bursting with books on every subject imaginable, the smell of old books and ancient leather permeated throughout the room. In the centre stood a round, stone table with a globe of the world sitting directly in the centre. Along the rim of the table were intricately carved circles, each with a different symbol in them. Harry saw one with crossed lightning bolts, one with a trident, another with a sun and one with a staff with two snakes wrapped around it. Dumbledore moved around the table to stand in front of a circle with an owl in it, Hermione quickly followed to stand to his right, while Sirius, who had shifted back into a human after the doors had shut, stood in front of the symbol of the sun. Harry, on the other hand, only moved forward when he was beckoned by Hermione.

"Harry, please tell us which symbol you saw while at the lake. It is imperative that we know which one it is" Dumbledore said, a grave tone to his voice.

Harry studied all of the symbols around the rim of the table, committing each to memory, all twenty five of them. He noticed that some symbols glowed, while others didn't, and that some glowed brighter than others. After going around the whole table twice, Harry looked up from the table with a frown on his face.

"None of these is the symbol I saw, professor" Harry said, a worried tone to his voice. "What's going on, professor? What happened by the lake?"

Dumbledore didn't answer, instead saying "Can you please describe it for me."

A little irritated, Harry simply said "I've got a better idea. Has anyone got some parchment ad some pencils?"

Harry felt the strange new power within him surge, before with a small pop, what he asked for appeared in front of the four of them. They all gaped at it, before three sets of eyes turned to him.

"Why are you looking at me?" Harry asked, getting real worried now.

"It wasn't any of us that did that, Harry" Sirius said, an awed tone to his voice. "That was you."

Gulping at the looks he was still receiving, he grabbed the parchment and pencils, before he started quickly sketching the symbol that had burned it the back of his eyes. He finished the quick sketch, before grabbing an electric blue, filling in the circle and lightning bolts, before he grabbed a number of different shades of purple, filling in the sketch of the majestic animal, ensuring it was exactly how he remembered it. He finished that, before he looked down at it, wondering what he was missing. His hand twitched towards the pile of pencils, grabbing two, not noticing what colours or what he was doing. Without really noticing, he filled in one eye with a beautiful, sky blue that looked like it had storm clouds filling it, and the other with a brilliant, emerald green. He looked down on his completed drawing, before turning it towards Dumbledore and Hermione, finally noticing the shocked looks he was getting.

"What? Did I do something wrong?" Harry asked the three before him.

"N-nothing's wrong, Harry" Hermione said, a look of wonder on her face, and puzzlement. "I didn't know you could draw. Since when have you been able to draw?"

As Dumbledore studied the drawing, Harry replied to her question. "Since I was, what was I? Six? Seven? Yeah, that was it, seven. My aunt and uncle took me to the doctors at one point, when they noticed I couldn't sit still for very long. They diagnosed me with ADHD. Dudley had it too, now that I think about it. They got Dudley into sports to help with it, but for me I wasn't really interested in anything. One day, I just started drawing. And it helped. It helped so much they encouraged me to keep doing it, since it helped with school and such. I just don't do it when people are watching. They ask too many questions. I've probably filled up about, six? Yeah six sketch books since then." As he explained this hobby that no one else knew about, he had a dopy grin on his face, showing just how much he liked it. "That's just a rough sketch though. If I had more time, it would be much better."

"Just a rough sketch? Harry, this is extremely detailed and brilliant. And this is 'just a rough sketch?' You must be bloody brilliant!" Sirius exclaimed. Harry beamed at the praise from his godfather.

Dumbledore cleared his throat, gaining the attention of the other occupants of the room. "I'm sorry for the interruption, and I must commend you for your brilliant work, Harry, but I must inform you of what will be happening now. I do not know what this symbol is, I have not seen one like this, though I do have my suspicions. A friend of mine will know when we get to our destination. You will not be returning to the Dursley's this summer, Harry, or any other summer after this. You are now simply too powerful to be living in a muggle neighbourhood."

Harry's smile faltered a little. He didn't want to leave the only family he had, aside from Sirius. He liked being with his relatives. Dumbledore noticed his faltering smile, and spoke up.

"Don't worry, Harry my boy. You will still see your relatives. I am sure you will have a bit of a shock when you see them next." Dumbledore chuckled at this. "Yes, I am sure you will. I have already informed them of what has happened, and you will be seeing them in a weeks-time. Until then, you will be coming with us to a safe haven where you can gain control of your magic."

"Where are we going? What do you mean 'safe haven'? What does the symbol mean?" Harry asked, still slightly dumfounded.

"Hermione, I think you and Sirius should explain what is happening."

"Harry, do you know the myths and legends about the gods and goddesses? All the heroes and monsters that were in them?" Harry nodded in reply, and Hermione continued on. "Well, they are all real. Don't give me that look, Harry, I know what I'm saying. It really is true."

"She is right, Harry" Sirius said, a glint of mischievousness in his eyes. "You see, the gods are real, and so are the heroes of legend and all of the monsters that went along with it. And, well, even the myths about gods coming down to earth and having kids are real. My father is Apollo, god of Archery and the Sun. Hermione and Dumbledore are children of Athena, goddess of Wisdom and Battle Strategy. And yes, that makes them brother and sister. Or at least half-brother and sister."

"Where we are going" Hermione said, picking up from where Sirius had left off. "Is a safe haven for us demigods, called Camp Half-Blood. It is situated on Long Island sound near Montauk, New York, America."

"Why America? If they are Greek, why are they not in Greece?"

Dumbledore picked up from here. "The reason being is that Olympus, the seat of power for the Greek gods, moves to where the greatest power in the western world is. It went from Greece, to Rome, to Britain and finally moved to America in the eighteen hundreds. That is why it is America."

Harry nodded dumbly, before snapping out of his swirling thoughts. "So what do we do now?"

"Now we go to camp. Mopsy."

Before anyone could question Dumbledore's sanity, a small house elf appeared on the table in front of Dumbledore, staring up at the headmaster with large, blue orbs. "Master Dumbles be wanting Mopsy, sirs."

"Yes, Mopsy, could you please kindly get Harry's and Hermione's trunks and other belongings and bring them here please? We need them immediately."

"Of course, Master Dumbles." With a click of the little elf's fingers, she disappeared with a small pop. Before anyone could say anything else, two trunks appeared out of nowhere, one landing next to Hermione, another next to Harry. Dumbledore pulled out his wand, tapping each trunk on the lid, shrinking them to the size of a match box, before picking them up and passing them to the teens, who quickly placed them in their pockets.

"Now, before we do anything else, Harry could you please pass me your wand."

Harry fished out the piece of wood and passed it over, where Dumbledore waved his wand over it, muttering something under his breath. As he did so, the wand glowed a light grey, before fading and Dumbledore returned the wand to Harry. "There we go, you can no longer be Traced by the ministry when using magic. I also think that you may have to get a new wand soon, Harry."

Without saying anything else, Dumbledore placed the tip of his wand on the piece of parchement before that still showed the drawing that Harry had done on it, muttering "Portus". It glowed a dull blue, before the light faded out of sight. He beckoned the other three over, urging them to place a finger on the parchment.

"When you land, make sure you jump so you don't fall."

With that, Dumbledore said "Camp Half-Blood", before Harry felt a hook at his navel, and he was twirling in a twist of blue light. He jumped as the landed, but still stumbled a little when they landed. A firm grip was placed on his shoulder, and he turned and smiled at Sirius in thanks.

He looked around them, taking in the sights, to notice they were on the edge of some forest, next to a highway of some sorts.

"I must leave you here. What happens next is a rite of passage. Every camper must go through it. You will, however, have Sirius and Hermione helping you. I will meet you on the other side. Oh, and one last word of advice. Aim for the eyes. That's always the weak point. Anyway, tootles."

And with that he disappeared with a crack. Harry glanced nervously at the others as he heard a roar in the distance. They returned the look uneasily, and quickly hurried through the forest in front of them.