He scrambled to his feet at bowed, "Lady Aphrodite, it is an honour to meet you. If I may be so bold, your beauty does not do you justice."
The goddess tittered pleasantly, "Oh you flatter me so. You have that classic Potter charm that I love so much. Anyway… let's get down to some serious business. I have named you as my champion among wizards"
At his confused look, she conjured up a book, opened it to a certain page and handed it to him. He read the title, "A Mother's Love?"
"Indeed. As you know, Love is my domain. It does not matter if it is spousal love, sibling love or parental love, Love is Love. When your mortal mother defied that silly Dark Lord who has delusions of immortality, it tugged on my heartstrings. To willingly sacrifice yourself for your child… It is so beautifully tragic."
At this, she paused to whip out a dainty handkerchief and dab at her perfect eyes. Aphrodite continued, "This ritual that Lily Potter invoked is very old magic. So when this Voldemort tried to kill you, it invoked some of my power to protect you from that beastly man. Not to worry, I talked it over with your Godly parent and managed to convince her to let you be my champion. A lot of people have a tendency to dismiss love as weak."
She winked at him, "I say pish-posh to that! What do you think started the Trojan War? Anyway, I seem to have overstayed my welcome. I will see you when I see you. Oh! And I expect you to have a little girlfriend when we next meet!"
His face lit up with a furious blush, and she giggled. Just before she flashed away, she warned him to look away. With that, he woke up in his familiar cabin. Making up his mind, he quickly darted to the Big House to meet Chiron and reveal what Aphrodite told him. Fortunately, the book had also made its presence known in his cabin.
The days passed, and things looked fairly banal, though Luke helped Harry improve his sword-fighting skills. Over time, Luke and Annabeth opened up about a third friend of theirs, Thalia, daughter of Zeus, who sacrificed herself at the border of the camp. The two of them had taken the news of him being a son of Artemis pretty well. Though Annabeth did pester him a little about how she managed it without breaking her vow.
It was also worth mentioning that the Ares Cabin stayed away from him. This was because one of their own, a muscular girl called Clarisse, tried to bully him. However, when he finally snapped, a massive magical blast blew her nearly 20 feet away. That day, Chiron warned the campers about the dangers of accidental magic. Clarisse was a little banged up, but grunted out an apology when Harry visited her in the infirmary. It was also when she adopted some grudging respect for him.
On the day of his 11th birthday, the campers threw a huge party for Harry. He received lots of presents from his friends, especially Luke, Annabeth and Silena Beauregard, daughter of Aphrodite, who he looked up to as another sister. Just then, the celebrations were interrupted with the arrival of an owl with a scroll in its talons.
Annabeth took the scroll and pet the owl. She read:
"Harry Potter
Camp Half Blood
Long Island
Montauk
Dear Mr. Potter, We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1st September. We await your owl by no later than 31st July."
She had a sudden realisation, "But today is 31st July! Harry! You must hurry!"
Obliging her, he quickly wrote a reply and walked to the edge of the forest where they usually played Capture the Flag. Cupping his hands around his mouth, he hooted once. A few seconds later, he saw an owl fly down and nip his ear affectionately. Apparently, he inherited Artemis' affinity for Zoolingualism, Annabeth had tested him with various animals when she found out, much to Luke's laughter.
He rolled up the scroll and whispered to the owl, while stroking it lovingly. Before long, he sent it on its way back to England, while he went to make an Iris-Message to Zoe and the Hunters about this new development.