"I beg your pardon?" his loud voice booms in the small hospital room. Fortunately, she is the only one who is able to hear and see him.
"Don't yell at me! It was the best option!" she whispers, standing by his side as her gaze lingers on the pregnant woman that is whining on the white bed.
"You transferred our baby into a mortal's body! Are you insane?" the man hisses, clenching his jaw at the goddess standing on his right.
"It was the only way to keep her safe! If Ze-"
"Her?" he cuts off the woman's sentence. "It's a girl?" his eyes soften only for a moment, then he quickly puts on his cold, emotionless expression. "When were you going to tell me?"
"My love.." she muses, moving in front of him and cupping his face. He eases under her touch and closes his eyes to calm down. She was the only one in this world who had this effect on him.
"We have to keep her a secret.. otherwise they will find her.." she lets out a shaky breath, before regaining her strength to talk. "They will kill her, or worse, weaponise her."
"I know.." the tall man murmurs and plants a kiss on his lover forehead. "But we can't let her to the mercy of a filthy witch."
Her arms wrap around his torso and he caresses her back. They know how wrong it is, but they can't help themselves.
It is forbidden for gods to be together with others than their own kind, specifically religion.
Yes, they do have thousands of offsprings with the mortals, but this is something so inevitable that the Rulers had to allow it. Plus, demigods are easy to manipulate, always good for an army and most of them are assigned with the tasks that no god wants.
So this sacred rule, δεν αγαπάς άλλο από το δικό σου είδος ~den agapás állo apó to dikó sou eídos~ meaning love no other that your own kind, couldn't stop the Norse God of Mischief and the Greek Goddess of Sorcery from falling in love and having, unintentionally, a child like no other.
A child like the one who is about to be born never existed before, so they didn't know what to expect. But without doubt, the girl will wield a power that was never seen before.
To give birth to such a powerful being can weaken even the strongest, so it was well known that the dark haired woman that was unwillingly having a child is going to die.
Tanith Nott, a remarkable and strong witch, famous in the wizarding world for her achievements as an auror, survived a duel with Grindelwald himself, but is sentenced to death by a child that is not even hers. Disowned by her own family for having the baby with a muggle, as they thought, Tanith couldn't bring herself to hate the little girl..
After seven hours of labour, a high pitched cry fills the room. The little girl is finally born and the woman is giving her last breath.
Melania Black, née Macmillan,one of the healers that assisted Tanith, is now standing by her bed, holding tightly her hand.
"Mel.. please" the woman barely whispers, "Take care of my baby."
"Don't say this, Tanith! You will survive this!"her friend comforts her.
"I promise I'll take care of .." Melania sighs, giving the woman a sad smile while awaiting to hear the baby's name.
"Hydra."the man whispers and the witch looks up, locking eyes with him. The two gods are astonished, they were supposed to be invisible to human eyes.
"Hydra." she whispers, giving a weak smile to the baby in her arms.
The healer of St. Mungo's Hospital leaves the room to bring tea for the sick woman that is trying to decipher what is happening. The striking beauty of the gods and their presence is too much for her to handle.
"You can see us." the goddess states, her strong but soothing voice calms down the weak woman.
"Who are you?" she manages to ask.
"I am Loki, rightful king of Jötunheimr, prince of Asgard and the God of Mischief." he introduces himself with a charming smile.
"He is quite conceited as you can see." the woman that is standing next to him rolls her eyes in amusement. "I am Hekate."
"Goddess of sorcery, night and necromancy." Tanith speaks in awe. "But how.. how is this possible?"
"You are a witch, aren't you?" Loki smirks and the woman can't help but stare at the handsome man, dressed in an all black suit, with his dark long hair slicked back.
"In a world where magic exists, gods don't sound that surreal." Hekate smiles kindly.
"You are her parents, aren't you?" she coughs, looking at the baby sleeping in a little bed.
"We are.But-" Loki is cut off by a loud crunch. Melania is standing in the doorframe, a puddle of tea and lots of pieces of ceramic.
"Who are you?" she quickly closes the door, muttering a spell to repair the mess she made.
After explaining everything to Mrs. Black, the two gods were getting ready to leave. They have been in the same place for too long, the Rulers would find out if they did not go soon.
Before leaving, Hekate held the girl in her arms and Loki stood behind her, arms wrapped around her waist and chin rested on her shoulder.
Hydra looks up to her father, changing her eyes into a pair of golden snake alike ones, but it only lasts a second, before going back to normal.
"You saw that, right?" Hekate smiles.
"Yes. A shape shifter and most likely, a mistress of persuasion.." he smirks proudly.
"Just like her father.."she sighs, shaking her head amused.
That night, Tanith passed away with a small smile plastered on her face and the two lovers left their precious child in the arms of a family in which love is a foreign word.
⚠️I do not own any of the characters except Hydra Black, Delilah Osborne, Tanith Nott, Loki and Hekate! The rest of them (hope I didn't omit any) belong to JKR, of course.⚠️
The next chapter will contain the cast list!
A relationship between two gods of different culture is strictly forbidden because of the power the child is going to posses and also because gods of one culture loathe the others.
The Rulers are the gods who rule their kingdom: Zeus(Greek), Odin(Norse), Jupiter(Roman),Indra(Hindu), Wotan(German) etc.
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