Hearthfire: Goddess of Rebirth

Hestia sighed as her Siblings once more started arguing. This was the result every other time all three of her brothers were in the same room, usually leaving her with no choice to intervene. Apollo entered, blinked at the arguing Zeus, Poseidon and Hades, then shook his head and came over to her. "Aunt Hestia, are you there? I need to talk to you." She climbed out of the Hearth, her form that of a 5 year old. "What is it Nephew?" Apollo cleared his throat, then entered the Trance he did when issueing a Prophecy. She blinked as he spoke. "Born as the Seventh month dies, a daughter of the Hearth will rise to claim her throne. Rebirth will come, forged in the flames of two wars. The Hecate blessed will bring forth the child of the Hearth. As the child of the big three faces the Titan king, Hepheastus shall forge her weapon in the flames of the Hearth." Apollo blinked, then he shook his head. "Ergh, fuzzy prophecy head. I'm  gonna lie down now." Apollo flashed away as a Mischevious smile grew on her face. She shifted into the body of an 18 year old, then walked past her brothers. "Bye my incessantly arguing Siblings, I'm off to make a baby." She said as she walked through the center of the three. The arguing ceased immediately, and she flashed away before they could start questioning her. "Poseidon, Hades, did I just hear Heatia right?" Zeus asked. "Did you hear her say that she's off to make a baby? Because if so yes."
"I too heard our dear older Sister say she was going to make a baby. I honestly thought she was opposed to being in a relationship with a man." Zeus and Poseidon just nodded rapidly in agreement.

Getting access to the Wizarding world was easy enough, as she simply manipulated the Mortals to make them believe her a Muggleborn witch.  While Severus was cute, she suspected he wouldn't be the Father her Daughter would need. Then she met James Potter and his friends. At first, his bullying ways put her off. But after his parents deaths, he matured markedly. Oh he was still a prankster, but his pranks turned retaliatory. He protected the younger years from the bullies in Slytherin. She was proud of him, especially seeing how much his change had affected the other Marauders. It was clear James was a leader, given that the other Marauders followed him around like loyal soldiers. He became interesting to her, and she decided she wanted him to be the Father of her Daughter.

James was grinning like a loon next to her, exhausted but very pleased with himself. Already she could tell that she was pregnant, and that made her happy. "Lily, this is the best day of my life. Not many men can say they slept with the Goddess of the Hearth, and even fewer can say they Fathered a future Goddess." She giggled, the man had a point. "James, your the only man I have ever slept with, and you'll probably be the last." She sighed. "I need to go back to olympus, but I'll visit when I can." James sighed, but nodded. "I understand Lils, I love you." She kissed him on the cheek. "I love you too."

The ruins of Godric's hollow still glowed from the flames that had destroyed it. Mary, her little Daughter, wasn't here, but she was safe with Hagrid. James lay still before her, spared from the flames but not Voldemort's wand. Remus stood at her side in silent support, tears falling down his cheeks and mixing with the ashes as her's did. "Remus, I need you to promise me that you'll do everything you can to look out for Mary." She said, sniffling. "I will Lily, I'll do my best to look out for her." She nodded, then rose to her feet and wrapped Remus in a hug. Remus returned it, and they both shed a tear for the man lying dead. Father of her child, and his best friend.

Hades noticed the soul of James Potter pacing back and forth in Elysium, muttering Curses under his breath at a Guy named Voldemort. The moment the soul noticed him, he turned towards him. "Lord Hades, did my Daughter survive?" He blinked. "What's your daughter's name James potter?"
"Mary Lillian Potter, I'd imagine a baby firstborn of Hestia would be difficult to miss." He quickly checked his book, the one that told him every soul in the underworld and where they were. It wasn't strictly necessary, but it made finding souls easier. "Yes, I don't see her name in my book. Your life for your Daughter's, a very noble end to a noble man. I see what my sister saw in you. Now, you have the option of rebirth since you're in Elysium, but you don't need to take it."
"I thank you for the opportunity Lord Hades, but I feel like I have a purpose to remain here for now." He nodded. "If you change your mind, talk to mr Skeleton over there." He pointed at a Skeleton in classic Victorian formal attire, complete with Top hat and waist coat. James Potter nodded, then wandered off. He made his way to his castle, then called for the one person who could complete the task ahead. "Alistair! I have a Job for you!" The 18 year old appeared from the shadow of a wall. "Yes Father, what do you need?" He smiled at his son, one born long before he ever made the oath. The only reason Alistair looked 18 was because he upset Hecate and got cursed with Immortality back in the Victorian Era. "I need you to go back to Britain and find a Girl named Mary Lillian Potter, Hestia's first born, and get her to camp half blood safe and sound." Alistair saluted. "Don't worry Father, I'll get my cousin to camp halfblood, even if it finally kills me." Alistair vanished as he smirked. "I know you will Son, that's why I chose you."