Wow! I never thought that a story like this would catch so much love. To the 10 followers and 10 favoriters, thank you for the support. Now I know that it is a small number per group, but that is completely understandable. The reason for it is that I believe that it has to do with a game that is a MOBA, I would take a guess and say that it hasn't gotten that big of a foot hold on the gaming industry. I also think that there are those that are like me and don't play with those kind of games.
To ww1990ww: I am glad to know that there are more people who have the same opinion as me on Harem stories.
To god of all: Thank you for the praise, And here is that said continuation that you asked for.
To He-who-runs-into-walls: Well that is very useful. Oh, and you might want to watch out on what you type. You called Ao Kuang a 'her'. One of those four that you listed off as fathers that wouldn't work for Hermione is already one with Harry. You will see who it is in this chapter. Also, side note, I find your penname kind of funny. I don't mean that in any disrespect.
Also a little side note. I'm going to have this be set in the modern times. Don't worry, the J.K. Rowling story is still going to take place. It's just going to happen while the non-magical world is farther in technology.
I hope that all of you, and to anyone else who reads this, continues to read on.
Oh and BTW, Sorry for the wait folks.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling = Harry Potter. Hi-Rez Studios = SMITE. I am neither of the two.
Harry POV
As we reappear, I am shown to the grandiose sight of a mansion in front of us. As we walk across the stylized hedge clipped lawn to the front, my mind is still reeling in to the reality that just took place a few minutes ago. I am out of the place of nightmares called Number 4 Privet Drive, standing infront of his new home right along side his parents.
As we walk through the front door, my dad then looks at me and says, "I know that this may be a lot to take in, but we will explain it to you. For now I suggest that you go up to your room, wash up and come down to the lounge where we will give you that explanation."
"Alright." I reply, "But, uh. You might want me to help me out with that."
"Not to worry." My mother replies, then shouts out, "Al!"
With a sharp pop, a well clothed house elf pop in front of us then gives out a bow while saying, "Welcome back Master and Mistress Potter. How may I be of service?"
"Al, our son Harry her is to be escorted to his room." My father states.
The house elf they name Al, bends back up from his bow and sees me, "Ah, I see that you finally found the young master!"
"Yes, and now we are happy that the search is over." Mom states.
"Well that is good to hear. Now, Young Master Potter," Al says to me, "If you will kindly follow me I will take you to your room." He then turns around and I follow him.
When he leads me to my said room, I look at what a real room looks like. The bed is easily bigger that the layer of springs that I was sleeping on over at my so called relatives. The desk on the other side of the room is much bigger that the other at the same place. I hear a hoot and see Hedwig in her cage on top of my school trunk. I go over to my owl companion, take her out of the blasted thing and set her on the perch that stands on my new desk.
"Hey girl." I say to Hedwig. In response to that, she gently nips the finger that I pet her with.
I get up from leaning over the desk and walk around my room to find the bathroom. I open one door to find a walk in closet that just widens my eyes even further.
Whoa! This is going to take some more time to get used to. I say to myself.
I close the door and walk over to the other to see the bathroom that I am looking for. Like the walk in closet, my eyes felt like they were going to pop out of my head again.
Both the tub to take a bath and the shower were separate components, the main difference bewteen this and a regular bathroom is the sheer size of them. The tub was accessable to get into by a marble step that you climbed. The tub was able to hold two people and they can sit back an relax.
As for the shower, well . . . let's say that if I ever get married, room would not be an issue. The whole set up of the shower is in one corner of the room. To get into it, there is a step leading to it on the farside wall near the corner. After that there is a small strip of tile that leads to a circular area that the shower head is placed. The placement of said shower head is straight above the person's head, dropping the water on you like rain. All around the strip of tiles and the shower area, a wall that goes up to my waist, when I would be in the shower, on top of the wall were glass panels that ran and curved along with the wall. Over all though, this is another thing that I needed to get used to.
Not wasting any time, I start to get ready for a shower. I will tell you this, cleaning yourself with a shower head that shoots the water at you like rain, it was both a nice and refreshing. After that, I walked over to the closet and pick out what to wear. After seeing the multitudes and types of colthing set out for me. I picked out a pair of jeans a white T-shirt and a blue button up to wear over it.
As I walked out of the closet a knock is heard on my door, "Come in." I answer.
The door opens and the house elf that lead me here, Al I believe his name is, walks in and says to me, "The Master and Mistress of the house asked me to bring you down to the lounge when you were ready."
"Well I just finished getting dressed, so lead on." I say as I walk towards Al.
He leads me off through the house once again and leads me to a rather lavish, yet subtle, lounge to which I see my parents in sitting on one of the couches.
"Hello Harry." My mother greets, "Please take a seat."
I sit down on the couch across from them.
"Now we know you have a lot of questions." My father states, "That is why asked you to be here. Now you may ask away."
"You are right about the questions that need answering." I reply, "The amount I need to ask you is a different matter. What I would like to know is: How did you guys find me? Why weren't you able to do it sooner? And how is it that you two are not dead?"
"Well to answer you on the how, the reason is this." My mother starts off, "It all has to do with your age. When you hit the date of your birth at age thirteen, your blood is able to be traced through a way that is know through only people like us."
"As for the reason why we weren't able to find another way before then," My father continues, "There is some type of ward that blocked off any way that would be able to track you. We tried time and time again to try and bypass it, but each time it just did not land anywhere you were. Until today, we have had no success."
"Okay. Those sound plausible." I state.
"As for the reason for why we are not dead . . . well . . ." Mom says, not really sure on how she would explain.
"I think . . . it might be best just to show you." Dad continues off of his unsure wife.
"What do you me show me?" I ask.
Both of my parents stand up from the couch and my Mom says, "Honey, what we are going to do is change into our natural forms. The only thing we ask of you is to not be mad or freak out at us."
"Well I've had run in's with a troll, a cerberus, a giant chess board, a large Acromandula colony, and a 60 foot long Basilisk. So if you guy's don't want me to freak out, you'll have to pull off something that tops off every one of those things all together." I say.
"Well, now that you put it that way." My Dad replies, "We might just do so."
Right before my eyes, I see the both of my parents forms shift into something that is other worldly.
My mother turns from a long haired red head, with green eyes, dressed in a long sleeved blouse and jeans; to a slightly tanner woman with very long haired blond that has ribbons with flowers wrapped around three sections of hair that travel far past her hips, and blue eyes that closely resmble a pair of shining sapphires. For her clothes, a set of silks that look like they would be used for belly dancing* with gold outlines that show off her cleavage, middrift, and legs, mid-bicep blue sliks that end in a pair of gold bracelets, and a pair of short heels that finish it off.
My father changes from a average hight man with untidy black hair like mine, hazel eyes, in a fleece button up and jeans; to a large burly man with white hair on his head with triple braided beard that goes down to his stomach. His clothes consist of leather padding with bronze colored armor, three blue banners that drape over both sides his ribs and crotch, and on the center of his waist is the symbol of a trinity. On his head is a helmet with black horns with metal rings that curve back then inward and up. His right eye is covered by a piece of metal, which means that there is no longer an eye to show for, while his other one shined a light gray color.
"Is this able to top it?" My new looking father asks.
In reponse I am only able to open and close my mouth like a fish out of water with the occasional, "Uh."
"I'll take that as a yes." My equally new looking mother answers for me.
I then finally shake off the shock and then ask, "How is this possible?"
"The reason that this is possible, is that these are our natural forms." My father replies.
"In the world that everyone that knows me in, I am Lily Marie Potter née Evans, a muggleborn witch that finished top of her class in Hogwarts and married James Charles Potter. In reality, I am Aphrodite, the Greek godess of love and beauty, and the wife of this lug." she finishes off with shoving her shoulder into Dad.
"As for me. Everyone knew me as James Charles Potter, a pureblood wizard who was also a prankster with three other men that were his friends, then married the love of his life named Lily Marie Evans. In reality, I am Odin the Allfather of the Norse Pantheon, and the husband of the this woman who just called me a lug." Like his wife, my father lightly shoves her back with his arm. When that happened the both chuckled in happy playfulness.
"So that means . . ." I say, throwing the final part of my sentence in the air.
"Yes Harry, you are a godling." My mother finishes off with the thrown out sentence.
Out of all of those things that I listed to see if they could top off, what my mother just said made all the lights in my head just shut off.
James/Odin POV
As soon as my wife finished her confirmation to the unfinished sentence of our son, Harry then colapsed and fainted on the couch.
"Well, I'm glad he took it well." I say as I walk over to him and lay him parallele to the couch so that way he is comfertable when he wakes up.
"Al!" I hear my wife call out.
As per usual the house elf pops up before us and says, "Yes, Mistress?"
"When our son is awake, will you pop back here with a glass of water for him?" Dite asks.
"As you wish." He answers with a bow and then pops away.
"Now all that is left is to wait till Harry wakes up." I state.
"I really hope that he doesn't take all this the wrong way." My wife says.
"Well if he has taken anything from our human forms, or our natural forms for that matter, I'd take a guess and say he'll be fine with it." I respond.
"Well one can still hope, Hon." She states.
"And there is nothing wrong in doing so, Dite." I reassure her.
Lily/Aphrodite POV
After ten minutes of waiting we hear a groan come from our now awakening son.
"So . . . How do you feel?" I ask.
"I'm fine, just a little woozey." As soon as he finishes say that, Al pops back in the room with the glass of water for him that we asked for, "Thanks Al." He takes the glass and downs half of it.
"So how do you feel about all this?" My husband asks.
"Well it is a lot to take in, I'll tell you that much, but I can hadle it." He respondes.
"That's good to know." I say, "Just don't be flaunting it all over at Hogwarts."
"And be just as bad, if not worst, as Malfoy. No thank you." Our son responds in a somewhat hated tone.
"Malfoy?" My husband asks, "As in Lucius Malfoy?"
"Close, but no." Harry answers, "I'm actually referring to his son. Draco Malfoy. If you want to see the pinicle of arrogance combining a no back bone attitude when things go rough. Look no further than Draco."
"Let me guess." I say, "Walks around with his nose in the air, whilst he does so he acts like he owns the place, and uses the most insultive word for a muggleborn."
"Three shots into the goal and got nothing but the net, mother."
"First time I think I have ever use the term 'like father, like son' in a very litteral sense." I hear my husband respond.
"Wait," I hear our son say with the surface marks of a laugh in his voice, "Lucius Malfoy used the old 'wait till my father hears this' insult?"
"Yup" Odin replies.
At that point laughter just contiuously emitted from our son. After a few seconds we joined in.
Alrighty then. That should do for now.
*This is actually referncing to both the default skin of Aphordite and a real life thing. The real life thing is to a belly dance that is originated in Turkey. The belly dance is called Oryantal Dans (Its also known simply as either 'Oryantal' or the Turkish style). The reason that I point this out is because of the uncanny similairities. If you take a photo of the default skin of the SMITE Aphrodite and put it next to a Oryantal Dans outfit, you'll see that they both have plunging tops, V shaped skirts that show off more of the hip and thighs, and gold jewles to catch peoples eyes.
If you guys want to know why I thought of this. The main reason for this is a refrence to a educational video on YouTube. The video off of the Game Theory done by it's cultural host named 'Gaijin Goombah'. The perticular video that I am referencing to is about finding out the location of a indie game called 'Shantae', where he does so by finding out the perticular type of belly dance that it's main character does both by the type of dance and the outfit that she wears. It is an awesome video that I really suggest that you check out.
If you guys don't agree with me, that's fine. If you'd like you could just put everything that I say as speculation.
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