The godesses were sitting at the table. Above them the ceiling expanded to blackness and from the darkness a few random flashed of collor appeared now and then.

One of the godesses at the table was Din. She had light brown skin and wore a red skirt that showed off her legs and a red shirt that only covered the top of her chest. There was a shoulder gaurd on her left shoulder that extended down her arm. She had a curved sword that was held on her back by a strap that crossed over her right arm and on her left hip. She wore metal boots on her feet that each had one large jem that changed colors.

Din was currently leaning forwards and had her elbows on the table with her hands clasped in front of her face so tightly her nuckles were white. Her face was in an angry expression that made her red eyebrows steretch so that only creases of anger parted them. Her red hair was in a tight braid that ended with a gold ring in the end. Her orange eyes were staring at one of the things that had caused her fury to surface.

Another godess at the table was Faore. She wore a green skirt that looked like an upside down rose that covered up to her knees and had brown boots on her feet. She also had a white shirs with sleves that went to her elbows and a brown vest over that which was tied together with leather string.

While Din was in a furious rage Faore, on the other hand, was trying not to laugh. Her blue eyes showed mirth that was soon unbottled. She coverd her face with her green pigtails as she began to laugh at the histerical sight. Currently Nayru was trying to capture Ganondorf into a fold of her power. She was shooting beams at the small man at an alraming rate but he was able to avoid being hit marginally every time. She wore a look of indifrence that was easily betrayed by how her hand twitched as she sent out waves of her power.

Nayru was an older looking than the other godesses and wore a dark blue, figure fitting dress that covered her feet and had light blue see through sleves. The entire thing was covered in sparkles(Sparkles!). When Nayru was finally able to catch the smaller life form she let out a sigh of frustration and leaned back in her chair. Half of her head was shaved and the blue hair on the other side looked like water cascading down her shoulder. She closed her blue eyes and began to speak. "What do we do with the cretin now?" She had a calm and comanding voice with a bit of roughness in it.

"Blasting him to bits is the only way to deal with his kind of scum!" Shouted Din in a low growl as she stood up and slammed her hands on the table. Clearly trying to incenerate the man with a glare. She lifted her hand up and her red aura covered it ready to blast the now helpless captive.

"Din." Said Nayru as she oppened her eyes and folded her hands in front of herself and straightend her posture. "Destorying him will only cause him to reincarnate early. This will make it hard for us to prepare for his attempt to attain the triforce without directly interfering with the world. At this Din's hand stopped glowing but was then slammed as a fist onto the table. This made Nayru raise an eyebrow.

"If that fool hadn't weakened the seal all would have been put to rest till the next reincarnation." Said Din as she looked at her fist. When Vaati had escaped the seal he had weakened it allowing the other monsters that had been inside able to get out including the king of evil. It had taken the godesses a while to track down the creatures in their realm and had to block off all access to the other worlds for fear they might have been able to escape.

"An oversight on our part. We should not have sealed two diffrent forces into the same container." Said Nayru. "Sadly it is now irreparable. We have to make a new seal before we can safley put the demon king where he will not cause trouble."

"Vaati caused this problem why not have him clean it up?" If he found the right materials he could make another sealing sword like the minish did for us so long ago, the Four Sword. Said Faore in her smoth voice.

"It would put the world he is in now at great risk should he ignore our challenge or fail it." Said Nayru calmly.

"What a troublesome captive." Said Faore while she leaned onto her hand and used her other to curl in her hair. She suddelny sat up straight. "What if we send other help? We still have the Master Sword don't we?"

"It's to dangerous to send to a world that could colapse on itself any moment. We will not send the sword or any of our chosen." Said Nayru.

"What about if we send someone else? I'm sure a Sheika will be able to fill our task and be able to pursuade Vaati into solving our problem." Said Din who at until this point had been seething at the demon king.

"Vaati will not trust one of the shiek. He has no care for us and the Shieka follow our teachings so closely that he would be sure they meet an untimley demise to spite us, not to mention that he would know we sent them." Said Nayru. The demon king was already breaking free of the power that bound him once again. His power was like a snake as it wove throught the cracks. It was getting dangerous to keep him in the realm without a seal to keep his power from the godesses'.

"From what I can tell Vaati will be happy to get his own revenge. If we release Gannon into the world Vaati will have no choice than to accept our help. I will send my own sword to the world. Will you consider this sister?" Asked Din ready to get the pig away from their sacred realm before he tainted it anymore. As Din had been known as a deity of fighting both her and her counter part had been given magic swords by another god that shared their realities.

"That has so many holes in it still." Said Faore. Din sent her a look and then glared at the demon king as he started laughing. He then broke out of his bindings and began gathering power.

"Just sent it already. I'd like to get him out of here as soon as possible. Should Vaati not be able to defeat him we have no choice but to colapse the world and prepare prematurley for his reincarnation to arrive." Said Nayru who let out a tired sigh and pinched the bridge of her nose as she trapped the demon king in another wave of power with her other hand.

"I'll do it!" Said Faore as her green aura extended out of herself and grabbed the captive. She rushed to the world and waited. "Where to put this... I wonder." Then she had the greatest idea. They couldn't bind his magic, so why not bind his form? She began maniacly laughing which startled the captive before he was dropped and started fallin towards the ground.

Might get rid of this chapter. I haven't decided if I want Gannon in the world or even whether Vaati will get invlolved in the acctual Harry Potter experience. It would be funny if he was an outsider looking in that constantly crossed with the story accedenaly getting himself into situations.

Now time for a story I thought of...

Mrs. Mcgonagall was in the headmasters office copying a letter for Harry Potter's acceptance to Hogwarts three thousand times into a magic bag that the headmaster planned to have an owl empty the bag into the chimney of the house where he lived.

"Headmaster I would ask once again for you to abandon this course of action." Said Mrs. Mcgonagall for the fith time that evning.

"As I said Minerva, the wards are what is stopping Harry from reciving his acceptance letter. We need to put as many as possible on it's way there so that a few of them may be able to alert him that he needs to go to school." Said the headmaster.

"Headmaster I belive his relatives may not be allowing him to respond to the letter, you know how Lilly's sister hated magic. And what if alot more letters than you anticipate enter the house and crush the entire family?" Said Mcgonagall urgently.

"Don't worry Minerva Snape has assured me that he belives only a few letters at most will be able to get through." Said Dumbledore while popping a lemon candy into his mouth.

Meanwhile Snape was in the corner rubbing his hands together at the briliant plot he had devised. If the Poyyer boy was to busy with whatever he deemed worthy enough that he didn't reply to the letter why not take the opportunity to annoy the boy. (Snape was fine if he would be crushed under the letters.)

Later at the Dursley house

Harry ran at a frantic pace to get out of the house. He barley missed being crushed by a large pile that had escaped out the door behind him and was now trying to catch his breath while the Durslys yelled about how it was all his fault. Harry was not worried with this and only wondered who wanted him to go to the school so bad that they would try to crush him with acceptance letters. Honestly this didn't bode well for his school years if teachers would try to crush him with undone class work.