I do not own Harry Potter.
This is totally AU. I just want to get that out there before we move on.
FULL SUMMARY
Lily of Sparta is kidnapped by Sirus of Troy, which starts a 10 year war filled with devastating consequences. Meanwhile, her beautiful daughter back home grows into a woman. Ruling alone and caring for her brother, she will have to endure her own adventures before she and her mother are reunited. And unknown to all is the mysterious Egyptian, who's quietly pulling the strings and hopes to bring about a thousand years of misery and hell. HGxRW, LPxJP, HPxGW
Each Harry Potter character will be the equivalent of a figure from the ancient myths, with the addition of a couple new characters. The main characters are thus:
HP: Greek/Trojan
Lily: Helen of Sparta
James: Menelaus, King of Sparta and a prince of Mycenae
Hermione: Hermione, daughter of the king and queen of Sparta
Harry: prince of the king and queen of Sparta (new character)
Molly: Clytemnestra, sister to Helen and Queen of Mycenae
Arthur: Agamemnon, King of Mycenae and husband to Clytemnestra
Ronald (Ron): Orestes, son of Clytemnestra and Agamemnon
Ginny: Iphigenia, daughter of Clytemnestra and Agamemnon
Sirius: Paris, prince of Troy
Remus: Hector, Paris' older brother, and crown Prince of Troy
Albus (Dumbledore): Priam, King of Troy
Minerva (McGonagall): Hecuba, Queen of Troy
Peter: Deiphobus, third prince of Troy
Lucius: Achilles, Greek hero
Draco: Neoptolemus, son of Achilles
Bellatrix Lestrange: Patroclus, close friend and confident to Achilles
Voldemort: Voldemort, the Egyptian (OC)
Godric Gryffindor: Zeus, father of the gods
Rowena Ravenclaw: Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty
Helga Hufflepuff: Demeter, goddess of the harvest
Salazar Slytherin: Hades, god of the Underworld
**Other Harry Potter Characters will make an appearance as Greek/Trojan characters. I will note them at the end of each chapter.
Okay, now with this overly long introduction, I present to you, my newest fanfiction!
-alcatluvr13
Update 4/2/2017: Okay, so I know its been a long while since I've updated this story. Almost four years! I've learned that I can only focus on so much before I get a bit overwhelmed so I beg you to please hang in there.
My original plan for this fic has changed, though the characters and general plot remain the same. Don't panic! Nothing has been changed too much, although I recommend re-reading the Prologue and Book One Pt 1 as a review, as things have changed slightly. If you are a new reader, you have nothing to worry about.
Any questions, comments, or concerns, please PM me and I will get back to you as soon as I can! Thank you all!
Prologue
A long time ago, in an age of heroes and monsters, there was a kingdom called Sparta. It was a peaceful, prosperous country, located in a valley where the sun shined down from the Heavens and the river flowed gently from the mountains. Known for its plentiful harvest, it was believed that the goddess Helga specifically blessed the people of Sparta. In thanks, they gave weekly offerings to the wise goddess.
Sparta had recently gained new rulers, for the old king had passed away, leaving his daughter, Lily, and her husband, James, to take the throne. Lily was known as the most beautiful woman in the world. She was rumored to be the daughter of Gryffindor, king of the gods. If that were true, it would explain her significant beauty. Still, she preferred her earthly father to that of the immortal one.
Many a suitor had come seeking her hand, but it was James, second prince to Mycenae, that won her heart. She fell in love with him immediately, and without hesitation, proclaimed that she would marry no other, but him. They were married soon after, and received blessings from all the rejected suitors, despite their disappointment in not gaining a wife.
Barely a year had passed before Lily learned she was pregnant. Nine months later, at the turning of the seasons, she gave birth to a beautiful daughter, who was named Hermione. Her father doted on her, sometimes even skipping his daily audiences just to play with the small princess.
When Hermione was six, Lily became pregnant again. This time, the baby was a boy. He was named Harry and preparations began immediately for his training. As the prince of Sparta, Harry was expected to become a warrior, since a male could not inherit the throne unless his sister married a king of another country.
As the years rolled by, Lily's elder sister, Molly, came for frequent visits. Molly had left Sparta to marry Arthur, brother to James and king of Mycenae. Theirs was a happy marriage, not unlike Lily and James' union. Accompanied by her oldest son, Ronald (called Ron for short) and her youngest daughter, Ginny, Molly would spend the afternoons in the gardens with Lily. Together, they would watch their older children race through the fields, while the younger ones tried to catch up on their short legs.
By the time Hermione was 12, her father began to study neighboring kingdoms who had princes that were close in age to his precious daughter. Knowing that many would seek her hand, for she was as beautiful as her mother, he wanted to be sure that his daughter would be well taken care of. Lily wanted to keep her close to home as long as possible, but when Hermione turned 14, she knew it was time to let go.
Hermione, herself, could care little of would-be husbands and dangerous men. She was content to play with her brother, and visit with her cousins. She knew she would have to marry one day, and give birth to an heir for her husband and kingdom, but marriage was an awfully long way away. So why worry?
Time continued as it had; Lily and James' love only grew stronger while the bond between siblings and cousins became tighter. Then one day, a visitor arrived in Sparta. This visitor came to pay homage to the king and queen of Sparta. He brought many rich gifts, for he was a prince from the far off city of Troy. His name was Sirus, second eldest to the great king Albus, who was rumored to have had fifty sons and nearly as many daughters.
Sirus was accompanied by his elder brother, Remus; together, they hoped to unite the two kingdoms with a treaty. Trade and prices were to be discussed. Many hours were spent with James and his councilors as they bartered back and forth. After ten days of being closeted in the Meeting Hall, James and the princes of Troy came to an agreement. And that night they feasted as brothers in the Great Hall of Sparta. Musicians played soft music, while Lily and Hermione presided over the servants and distribution of food and wine. Harry spent half the evening at his father's side, and the other half at the side of his mother's youngest lady-in-waiting.
Eventually, the evening tapered off to the last toast, which was given in honor of Prince Sirus and Prince Remus. Now that the official visit had ended, everyone went to their rooms, while the servants cleaned up the mess they had left behind. Then they too, slipped off to their pallets to enjoy a night of dreaming.
When they awoke the next morning, the visitors were gone without a trace.
And so was the queen.
. . .
The palace of Sparta was in an uproar. At first, they thought the queen had gone for one of her morning walks, but then it was discovered that the Trojans were missing as well. Search parties were sent out to comb the area, and each one came back with the same news: the Trojans' ship was missing from the harbor.
King James was beside himself with worry. Initially he doubted any wrongdoing on the Trojans' part, for why would they jeopardize the treaty? But the day wore on with no sign of either party, so he became suspicious. Upon learning that their ship was gone, he immediately dispatched five of his fastest warships, in hopes that they would catch them before they got too far.
The sun eventually set, and the moon returned in its full splendor, and with it, came the five ships. The captain of each vessel personally spoke with the king, and each said the same thing: they were too far ahead.
James immediately called his daughter and son to his private chamber. They, too, were worried for their mother. Despite her being a strong queen, they doubted whether or not she would be able to fend off such strong men. These Trojans were warriors, and could easily break Lily's neck with little effort.
"Hermione, I must go to Mycenae. I am going to enlist of the aid of my brother, and his supporters. I don't know how long I will be gone, but I assure you it won't be longer than necessary. You shall rule Sparta in my stead. You are nearing 16, and you have studied with the best tutors this side of the sea. It is time you start learning how to rule a kingdom."
Princess Hermione knew that it would be a long while before she saw her mother and father again. Being the princess her mother had taught her to be, she held her head high and nodded.
"When will you take your leave, Father?"
"At dawn. I ask you to take care of your brother, Harry. He is growing up, but he will also need guidance in the absence of his father."
"Yes, Father."
James turned to his young son, who was trying his best to be a man and not cry. "You're the man of the palace, now, Harry. Watch your sister and make sure no prince steals her away."
Harry nodded. "Yes, Father."
"Smile, my children, I want to remember you happy."
Princess Hermione and Prince Harry did their best to provide their father with good memories to take with him on his voyage. They spent the night laughing at Harry's antics, and the stable boy that had fallen in love with Hermione. And when dawn came, they saw King James off with smiles plastered on their faces as his vessel pulled away from the dock. Only when they knew he couldn't see them did they stop waving and began the short chariot ride up to the palace.
Hermione was always taught that crying was okay, but only if done in private. And that night she would always remember the anger she felt as the tears streamed down her face. Anger at the Trojans for taking her mother and father away; for disrupting a peaceful way of life; and for ruining her chances at enjoying her last years of maidenhood.
