Hey everyone,
Another challenge and this one is actually one that is a little further down my list of challenges – as I written them in orderly fashion on another document – but I'm not quite ready yet to put the other challenges up yet as they still need some last minute work and refining here and there as I am still missing some details.
They will be coming soon, I just need to work on them some more. Also, do I want to warn you that, for most of these challenges, I barely have any rules, yet I WILL uphold the rule that you can't post anything unless you first show me what you are planning to post. I am no co-author, but I do want to be assured that the rules are followed.
Okay, enjoy,

Venquine1990


Challenge #10
A Champion of Family

"So you think that, just because you had Apollo give your latest bastard child a horrendous future and terrible fate on his shoulders, that I will just overlook your latest act of infidelity?" I ask my husband, the Lord of the Skies, in pure disbelieving rage as we are both overlooking a young ten year old boy and his overweight family.
The boy and his – for the lack of better term – fellow mortals have crossed the territory of Poseidon in order to hide from the beings created by Athena that, for the last week have tried to deliver a special message to the young lad, yet it seems as if Zeus himself is furious that his child is being denied this most special of deliveries.
This had been shown by the storm he had produced upon the country, but it had also alerted me to the similarities between my spouse and the young man currently stationed at that small rock in the middle of the sea. I had investigated how he had come to be and my discoveries had made me even more furious than normal.
I had stormed over to him as he watched how the storm made the seas around the little rock even fiercer than before and while Poseidon had actually left his own castle under seas to complain about this, had he realized by my facial features that he better wait until I had had my say to my – again – home-betraying husband.

The man now looks down at the clouds below, the white of the cloudy palace in which we stand showing a clear image of the cabin and the child within it, before he looks back at me and he says: "It usually calms you down when my children suffer, doesn't it?" But at this I glare at him as I had found fault in his beliefs and say:
"Not when that same suffering affects one's family. Have you ever seen me act against the families of those your birth kids with? Have you ever seen me deliver those you sleep with to your brother's domain? NO! Because I am and forever will be the Goddess of Home and Family, so attacking one's family is against my nature."
At this the man cringes as him allowing for Apollo to make that horrendous prophesy allowed for poor Lillian and James Potter to depart from the mortal realm long before it was their time, something I know Hades still fumes about as the curse that took their lives is one even he can't undo due to the power that is needed for its success.

The man then spares another glance at the sight below us and says: "Would it appease you if I say that someone is about to help my boy find a new family?" But my glare quickly silences him and I say: "No family can make that disgusting vision you allowed that mortal to witness to become undone – but I can."
This shocks the man and I hiss: "I will prove you, husband dearest, once and for all not to mess with family. I will champion that child and make that prophesy be incapable of coming true. No teenager should face a future as horrendous as you created for this one." And with that do I phase out of the palace on Olympus.

I arrive in front of the small boy on the floor of the hut, just when the little guy draws one last candle in the sand on the floor in front of him and whispers: "Make a wish, Harry." And while he blows the sand onto my shoes, do I feel too touched by his sweet innocence to care before he suddenly seems to notice where the sand was blown to.
His emerald green eyes slowly look up and widen as he sees me, my gentle smile beaming down at him as he whispers: "DI immortals." To which I can only reply: "You definitely are a Demigod, little one." Making him sit up with shock, the ragged blanket on his back falling off as he asks: "What – what did you call me, ma'am?"

"A Demigod, Harrison. A child born of a mortal and a Divine Being. You, unfortunately, are an offspring of my deceiving husband, Zeus, yet the way that he thought that he could appease me with this latest act of perfidy is even more aggravating to a Goddess of the Home and Family than your very existence."
At this the boy gulps and then lowers his head as he whispers: "I will with honor accept any punishment you wish to lay upon me for the betrayal of my father, ma'am." And while part of me wonders how he could have become so noble and kind seeing how he has been raised, do I shake my head and say:
"My anger is not at you, child, and neither do I have any intentions of harming you. No, I wish, instead, to help you, little one." At this Harry looks up and asks: "How, ma'am?" And I smile at his sweet, curious innocence, part of me wondering why all of my husband's bastard kids can't be this cute before I answer:

"Your future is a dark one, child. My husband placed a terrible fate on your shoulders when he allowed for you to be born and through it he hoped to appease me. Yet in his effort to do so, did he allow for your family to be harmed and taken from you and that is something I – as Goddess of Family – can never accept.
I promised him that I would change your future and, if you accept to become my Champion, do I promise to be your new mother; to care for you and guide you where needed. To support you and give you the advice you need to grow into a person with a future brighter than any my husband could have ever planned out for you."
By now Harry's eyes are wide and I softly lie my hand on his shoulder as I say: "I do not have much time, little one. There is someone coming this way as we speak, someone who will give you a chance similar to my own, but – because of the actions of my husband – with a much heavier and more responsible future ahead of you.
If you chose to deny my offer and accept only his, you will be known as a hero and there will be people who will expect things of you they would never even expect of a goddess such as myself. However, if you accept to become my champion, I can make certain that they will never get that chance, youngling.

Do you accept?" At this, while his green eyes are wide with wonder and curiosity and while deep under those emotions I can see a hint of disbelief and fear, does the young lad nod nonetheless and I smile at him, whispering: "You are a wise and brave little mortal, Young Potter, and I will give you a future worthy of my Champion."
And while keeping my hand on his shoulder, do I focus on a little trick that I developed about two to three centuries ago, a technique I would have used on Zeus' child of the forties had it not been for the fact that this bastard child would shape the future of the entire world during that time and I feel it activating inside me.
Using the hand on the boy's shoulder, do I squeeze it softly as I say: "In name of Family, Marriage, Women and Childbirth, do I hereby bless this child before me as my Champion and do I swear upon the River Styx that the fate that befalls my Champion will be equal to all that I, as Goddess, have and always shall represent.
So I have Spoken, so shall it be Done!" And with that do I push the full power of my ability onto the child before me, my lidded eyes – that I almost fully closed in concentration – seeing how the child's form slowly changes from what he is to what I wish for him to be and when I feel the changes settling in, do I phase out yet again.

Reappearing in the throne room of my husband, do I smirk with my arms crossed over my bust and my eyes daring him to contradict me as I see him looking at his child – and my new champion – in utter shock and when he looks back from the scene to me, do I say: "Now try and have your little Boy-Who-Lived, oh husband mine."
And with that do I gaze into the clouds, just when the giant man Hagrid busts down the door to the hut, puts it back and asks for Harry, to which a young girl with long black hair that is messy on top, emerald green eyes and a clearly growing bust herself appears, her feminine voice soft as bird music as she says: "I – I'm here, sir."


Holy bloody immortals!
I mean, honestly, I know there are stories where Harry is born a girl, stories where his parents hid his feminine gender for this or that reason and stories where Harry changes into a girl due to him being a Metamorphmagus, but him becoming a girl due to Hera making him her Champion? Who ever thought of that?
I do, however, have to give credit where credit is due and again, the credit lies with DZ2, who recently made a similar story, but then where Harry remains male and where Hera apparently takes him in as her Champion because she is furious with Zeus for birthing and then cursing Talia – Percy Jackson – into a tree.
The story's not that similar, but Hera taking Harry in did inspire me to write this and – to give you a little hint – I am planning a similar challenge, but then without the PJ part in it. I won't spoil too much, just that Harry won't be born as Harry, that Ron won't be born as Ron, that Ginny won't be born as Ginny, etc.
Enjoy,

Venquine1990


Rules:

Harry must be born male, but turned Female

Hera must consider Harry her own

Harry must denounce her title as Boy-Who-Lived due to her changed gender

Hera must play a role in all of the HP events

Zeus must try and make Harry's life easier in order to show he accepts Hera's punishment

Harry must fight to get Sirius released as he is her only legal mortal guardian

The Female Goddesses must side with Harry due to their agreement with Hera's actions

Harry must make one male and one female friend at Hogwarts

Harry must attend Hogwarts for at least the first three years – unless you release Sirius early.

Dumbledore must still try and make Harry into a hero, despite her changed looks and gender

One cannon student must be against Harry's changed gender because of her fame – preferably Ron

Guidelines:

Harry becoming Lady Potter

One of the Gods becoming a Hogwarts teacher

One of the Hogwarts teachers becoming Harry's mentor

One of the Hogwarts teachers taking Harry in as their granddaughter

Other Gods making Harry their Champion as well – not all at the same time or year, though

Other Gods making Harry's friends their Champions in order to Aid Harry with her new future

Other HP characters already being Demigods

Camp Halfblood Demigods coming to Hogwarts

Forbidden:

Harry remaining male

Hera taking her revenge on Zeus out on Harry

Hera changing Harry back into a man

Harry denying himself the chance of Hera's offer

Zeus killing Harry after Hera changes him

Ron and Hermione as Harry's trio friends

Dumbledore accepting Harry's changed gender

Harry accepting his fame regardless of the gender change

Harry leaving for Camp Halfblood before PoA – unless you release Sirius early

The teachers turning against Harry due to the gender change

Sirius turning against Harry due to the gender change