Hey, double D again. I have come to realise "wow, my writings short!" I'm dreadfully sorry if you did not enjoy that. Lets' try this again shall we?
Vernon was angry. VERY angry. The freak had just hurt his Dudley , so he was going to show him what happened when you crossed him. He decided to break in his new belt (and hopefully some of the freaks bones) when suddenly, this woman smashed down his door!
The nerves of this woman! He was a respectable man with a good job, he could not take this! Mustering up as much courage as he physically could, Vernon grabbed his shotgun and ran the intruder.
"What the F***k do you think you are doing?! You are breaking and entering, as well as damaging property!" he yelled, glancing at the vandaliser.
What he did see amazed him. This teen was only 16, yet held a regal air to her presence. She was decked in what could be recognised as Greek armour, had she not slammed into Vernon and smashed him into the corridor wall
"Where is my son?" were the only words to come out of her mouth.
"You aren't the freaks' parents! They got themselves blown up!" Vernon yelled, spittle flying around.
Hecates eyes glowed white. She had spent an hour searching around for her son, beginning as soon as the oracle ended the conversation. She was not ignorant to the fact that this boy was linked to two prophecies, as well as the master of Thanatos. Ooh, this was great bribing material, she was so proud of her son!
This ended when she actually saw Harry. His relatives were treating him like a slave, but it was what happened later that truly raised her ire.
She had seen him walk home, so decided to watch from the window to see what would happen to the kid. What she did see, shocked her. She had to use a lot of magi sight (to see magic) to fully understand this kids strength, and to see him being threatened in such a vile way as to beat him, she saw red.
Harry was scared. Okay, he was freaking terrified, having just seen uncle Vernon get smashed into a wall by a strange lady. For some reason, he thought he should remember her, yet could not point it out. He then saw this woman come towards him, so instinctively tried to get away from this threat to him.
The way Harry moved away from Hecate both pleased her, yet also saddened her. It was good he learnt survival skills, but not in a way that damaged his childhood! She knew she had to approach her son in a gentle and calm manner.
"dear Harry, your mother has come to save you from the vile people."
Harry stared at her, as if judging her. Then he seemed to smile and responded.
"You are truly my mother?"
Hecate did not know how to react. She was not use to this kind of behaviour.
"well answer me one question, Why did you not help me earlier?"
The sadness in his eyes was clearly visible. Hecate daren't look at them for too long.
"I only just learnt of your survival. When the… incident occurred, we all thought you were dead."
Harry took his time processing this new information. His mother thought he died when he was in the car crash that killed his father, and before he knew, his mother. This was slightly lame, but he would accept it.
"Harry, there is one more thing I must tell you." Hecate said with compassion. "Your father did not die in a car crash, You got your scar from an evil wizard."
"How?" Harry thought out loud. "Magic does not exist." Harry now seemed very sceptical of his mother. However, as if on cue, The room seemed to come alive, with furniture dancing around.
Okay. THAT just made him a believer. He looked up to see that his mother had an amused look on her face.
"Now do you think magic is real?" the amusement really showing on her face Harry however, could only nod dumbly. He had, after all, had his entire view changed.
Hecate was the happiest she had been in her life. She was finally reunited with her son, who know knew about magic. This posed a question though, why did a wizard not know about magic? She then vowed to bless him and teach him all she knew about her craft.
Then, she suddenly remembered she was to remove Harry from his prison, this is not and will never be his home, not if she had anything to do about it!
"Harry dear, are you ready to depart for your new home?" These words sparked the light in Harry's eyes.
"Yes, for this place was never my home."
"Good my son, now hold on to my hand so we may flash there."
As soon as this happened, a wizard hidden in the bowels of northern Scotland gazed on in shock, as his entire collection of silver 'artefacts' exploded in front of him. He only had one question on his mind for the rest of that day,
"What has happened to Harry Potter?"
Well, that was awesome. Now that Harry is with his mother, how will the other gods treat him? Will he be cured of his past, or simply reminded of it? And what will Dumbles do now his weapon is gone? Stay tuned to find out!
Dragondodge, out!
