I Do Not Own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson


"We have a new camper," Chiron announced as the camp gathered in the dinning pavilion. He made a gesture, and a boy with messy black hair and green eyes stepped forward.

He was thin, dressed in baggy clothes, with glasses and a lightning bolt scar on his forehead.

"I'd like to welcome..."

But before Chiron could finish, a glowing dove appeared above the boy's head, and he was engulfed in a reddish haze. When the haze faded, his clothes were brand new, and showed the muscle definition he had. His glasses were also gone, as were his scars.

But his hair was still messy.

Without warning, the haze appeared again, but when it faded, nothing had changed. This happened twice more, before, in a flash of light, a woman appeared.

The woman looked different to everyone, but to all she was easily one of the most beautiful women they had ever seen. She was Aphrodite, one of the twelve Olympians and Goddess of Love.

She glared at the boy, or more specifically, his hair, and walked forward and began to ran a hand through his hair examining it. After a minute she sighed and stepped back. "It would seem your hair is just as stubborn as your father's," she told him, a slight smile on her face. "I'm afraid not even I can style it."

"Sorry Mum," the boy said.

She waved him off, "At least it's not to bad. You'll just have to walk around with sex hair the rest of your life," she said with a grin. In a flash she was gone again.

"As I was saying," Chiron said, to the stunned campers, "Let's all welcome Harry Potter, son of Aphrodite, Goddess of Love and Beauty."


This came about after reading about Aphrodite's Blessing on the Camp Half-Blood wiki. I thought of Harry's hair, and the possibility that not even Aphrodite could change it. There is no larger story, so this is a one-shot.

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