In which I learn my father is my mum's great uncle.
"Uh, so, who am I here to meet again?" I suddenly stopped and asked,"Am I dead?" Definitely not one of my brighter moments. The godly mailman acutely almost fell down laughing. I watched in a fascinated manner as he tried to regain himself and fail three times before a voice startled me.
"You would know if you where dead."
I felt a tremor run up and down my spine, the voice reeked of death, something I didn't know was possible. I could feel a presence behind me but I couldn't bring my self to turn around because I knew if I did, I knew who I'd see. I knew who ran the underworld.
"Turn and face me, Harry Potter." The being commanded me.
With out a second thought I turned slightly and there standing in all of his creepy glory was Hades, god of the Underworld.
In my defense I did better then what others in my position would have done. I didn't scream *Coughs* okay so maybe I shouted. I didn't faint, *Blushes* I did fall back and land on my butt. And I didn't cry. Though Hermes swears I almost peed myself *Eye roll* I think the old boy is getting just that, old. Senile almost.
I looked at Mr. Tall Dark and Dead-ish, in awe. I was beyond words, well, that and I didn't want to piss him off. How much would that suck? To piss off the god of the underworld. Anyway I keep getting off track here, I turned around and just kinda stared. Hades stared back his eyes got all creepy, I could see a mad fire glowing deep within his eyes. I wasn't sure if he was crazy or a genius. He looked both in that second.
I looked away first. I knew if something from this trip gave me nightmares then it would be Hades' eyes. "What can I do you for, uh, Mr. King of the Dead Sir?" I asked, instantly regretting my stupid comment. The god smirked at me then looked at my guide, "Your debt has been paid."
Hermes, took a bow before wiggling his fingers at me and winking. The next thing I knew he was gone. That left me alone, in the Underworld. With Hades. Let me tell you it's kinda freaky. I just stood their trying not to stare, because I mean who wouldn't? Evidently the King of the Dead wasn't very patience because he began to speak to me moments after the mail god left. "Do you wonder why you are in my presence?" The god questioned as he sat on this throne, of course being the genius I am I said, "Er." Yes, I have such a way with words.
Hades raised an eyebrow at me, and I felt jealous. I have been trying to learn how to do that for months and bam he can do it. Of course that might have something to do with the fact that he's like a million years old. "You are 15, correct?" I nodded jerkily. "Good," He paused then gave me a smirk, "Harry, I am your father."
STOP! Hold it, freeze, don't move what ever. Is it just me, or was a Star Wars rip off or what? Of course at the time I didn't realize it but come on. I am your father. What the hell? I didn't know Hades watched movies. Well it turns out he does and he likes to quote them at the most inopportune moments. *Glares*
"Did you just say..."I trailed off uncertain, not wanting to say it, I could have misheard him. I mean who wants to admit the person they thought was their father wasn't. Of course Hades could have been lying, but I didn't really think that was his thing. The god smirked, he does that a lot, at me, "That I am your father? Yes, yes I did."
Alright at this point I want to do several things, one of which involved stomping my foot like a child and shouting liar. Fortunately I managed to suppress the urge. The second thing I want to do was*Blush* curl up and cry; *Glares* it seemed perfectly reasonable to me, after the day I've had. Thirdly, the thing that won out in the end was in two parts, one ask where the bloody hell he had escaped from and why they let him of his medication.
Suffice to say, Hades was not happy with me, but it seemed he was particularly angry with me either. So I guess that meant he wouldn't kill me. "What if I was to offer you the chance to speak to your mother?" The being asked, his voice stolid but his eyes seemed to looking at me like Snape looked at a potion. I felt my breath catch, I knew that if this wasn't some elaborate hoax then he, Hades, really could allow me to speak to my mother. It was something that been offered to me before in a round about way by my nemesis, the dark lord Voldemort, or He-Who-Has-To-Many-Hyphens.
Here I really wanted to scream no, and go back to the Dursley's,but thankfully my self preservation,*Gasp-it does exist* kicked in. Talk to my dead mother possible at the price of my very soul or go back to the Dursley's and get my ass beat, quiet literally.*Hum-Looks around* Anyone want to take a guess at what I chose?
"I want to speak to her."
It didn't take that long for Hades to call up Lily Evans, I was tempted to ask to speak to my dad, and Sirius again, but beggars can't be choosers, I suppose. My mum appeared out of no where, which I ignored, but what I noticed was her eyes, they really where the same as mine. Of course hers where somewhat see through, but the resemblance was still there. "Mum?" I choked out taking a step forward, Hades had almost disappeared at this point, he had left his throne and was looking at mum with mild amusement. Mum floated forward and reached out a ghostly hand out to trail just above my skin, it wasn't as cold as I expected.
"Harry," She whispered, smiling happily at me .I just stood there my mouth wide open staring at the one women I never thought I would get to see. Mum seemed to know what to say because she began, "I see you have met your father." I blinked back a burning sensation in my eyes and the back of my throat. She continued, "Your dad and I are so proud of you, baby." My mother looked me over from head to toe, in a way I've seen Mrs. Weasley look at her boys after meeting them at the train station. It made my chest hurt knowing that this would be the last time I would get to see that look. I cleared my throat and blinked harshly trying to give in the burning feelings that had attacked my eyes.
"So mum," My voice broke slightly here, "you have until, er, well, when ever Hades gets tired of me talking to explain some things." I prodded moving past my want to just stare at her, I needed to know what was going on, "Want to explain to me why I am currently in the Underworld?" I really hoped that she would get the hint and start talking because, as much as I liked seeing her, seeing her as a spirit-thingy was unsettling.
"Harry," She began softly, "Your dad and I loved each other very much, but we didn't limit ourselves to just each other." I'm sure at this point I was looking a nasty mix of confused and slightly green. You did not want to find out your parents like to see other people while together. "One night, your dad and I invited a handsome older man, it was during Hogwarts November, before we graduated." I frowned thinking then that I must have been born early. "We..." Mum's transparent face was tinged red, and I knew that my face was the same. "Yeah, I get that part," I told her trying to steer clear of hearing about my parent's sex life.
"Well, then about eight and a half months later you where born," Lily smiled happily at me and reached out as if to stroke my face again, but she drew back. "My dear baby boy, that is not all, for you see along with having Hades as a father my mother was Athena. You are ¾ god." My jaw dropped and I knew it, being a half was enough but then finding out that my mother was a half-blood was something else entirely.
"Wow," I cleared my throat and looked at her, then over at the creepy king of the dead in the corner, "So that means you had sex with your uncle?" I asked to clarify it. *Gag* Mum coughed in an obviously fake manner, "So, is that all? Summon me again soon honey." She said looking around like she suddenly had something to do. "Bye Sweetie!"
I blinked as she disappeared and looked over at Hades, "Soooo are all Greek god families so inbred?" I asked without thinking. I immediately blanched and stuttered out an, "Uh, no offense?" To my surprise the King of Creepy chuckled, I flinched, I'll admit it. But come on who wouldn't? It was freaky. Freakier then Snape's smile *Shudder*, which I think is one of the signs of the coming apocalypse.
"Most of the Olympian families are like that yes," Hades nodded and motioned for the boy to follow him back to his throne, "Half-Bloods are gifted with our rather superior," Hades' gave a bitter smile, "breeding protects them from the side effects, plus the rather unconventional way most gods have children, like how your grandmother Athena was born, tends to cut out the more troublesome parts of childhood." I blinked and frowned deeply, "Uh, so, lets switch subjects, yeah?"
Hades smirked at me in a way that made me wonder if I died right then, he's really freaky you know? "Fine," The entity said smoothly, "How about I tell you why I called you here?" I nodded enthusiastically, I really wanted to get away from thoughts of my dead mum and my family that just so happened to be about as closely related as some of the pure-blood I knew. *Gag*
The King of Creepy smirked at me, then he just suddenly turned around and walked off, leaving me there gaping. He said something about explaining and he just took off. The man, I guess you could call him that, turned his head slightly and looked at me, "Are you coming or not?" He asked, his voice echoing through the room chamber thing we where in. He didn't wait for a reply he just kept on walking. "Hey wait up!" I shouted as I took off after him, turns out he was really fast.
I wasn't sure what was going on but surely I would get answers soon, he obviously had a reason for me being there. I wasn't sure of I wanted to know what that reason was to be honest,because I just couldn't believe that he had brought me here out of the goodness of his heart. He like everyone else in the world wanted something in return for having me saved. The only real question was when he planed on collecting would I be ready?