The Unknown

Chapter 4: Goddess

Authors note: There is a slight time jump in this chapter that deals with Dahlias fourth year at Hogwarts briefly and it is after this that the true storyline for this story begins.

Chapter 4: Goddess

Dahlia went back to the world she and her father made with their magic almost every night and almost every night, she had spent it with her father. Sometimes he hadn't come and sometimes he was already there, before she was and they spent hours talking and learning magic and Norse among other things. But no matter how many times she asked about Hela, her father always responded with the same answer, that it wasn't safe enough to send word...until the day that it was. Loki had managed to persuade Frigga to allow him to send a letter to Hela but the letter was just a simple poem describing the stream and trees and how they shined, which made his request clear that he wanted her to use her magic and be there. He was cautious with every word he used, in case anyone opened his letter to read the context. However, it was Dahlia's fourth year in Hogwarts, almost 2 and a half years since meeting her father and it was only then that she was meeting her sister.

Dahlia was at the Yule ball, celebrating with the rest of the Champions and their schools. Dahlia never wanted to go, she never wanted to compete. She thought it would be a quiet year, up until her name was drawn from the goblet. She was told constantly that she had to attend the ball because she was a champion and in the end, it took the Weasley twins to persuade her to go. Even Fred had asked her to go with him as George had asked Angelina. She had to admit, she did enjoy herself as did everyone else and there wasn't even that much attention on her, as everyone's attention were on the Weird Sisters, who were playing.

She lied down in her bed that night, in her gown and fell asleep, wanting to show her father the outfit she wore. She appeared, like always, just on the edge of the meadow in the tree line. Smiling like always at the view of what she considered heaven, the hill, trees, the stream and the flowers. She practically ran towards the hill, knowing that if her father was there, he would be sat underneath the tree like always. She took off the heals she was wearing and threw them to the side as she let her feet sink between the grass and ran. It was while running that she saw her father coming down the hill.

She stopped at the bottom like he did but he was looking at her in wonder. From her black curled hair to one side with a flower diamond hair brooch, keeping it to one side, her slight addition of makeup and her long dark violet dress, that had a black flower pattern on the bodice that led into the two thin arm straps. Loki, who looked in wonder, then smiled and said, "you look as beautiful as your mother".

Even though she had most of his features, with her mother's green eyes, Loki would always see more of Lily in her than himself, even after two and a half years. Dahlia smiled at the mention of being like her mother, she loved it when her father complimented her like that as she felt closer to her mother, even though she knew she looked mostly like her father with her black hair and pale skin.

Loki gestured up the hill and they began to slowly walk as he said, "Dahlia, I've been keeping something from you. I've managed to persuade Queen Frigga to send a letter to Hela".

Dahlia gasped and said, "how? I thought it was too dangerous, I thought you didn't trust her". Dahlia knew that it was wrong. He did trust Frigga on some level because he would sometimes slip up and call her mother. She knew that he just felt betrayed, that hers was the worst betrayal, but he still considered her his family deep inside.

"I wasn't entirely sure that it was safe, that's why it took me so long to send word to Hela. I was careful, don't fret, little one," he reassured her as she looked worried.

"Wh-what did she say? Did she message back?" She asked nervously.

"See for yourself," he gestured to the tree as they got to the top and Dahlia froze when she saw Hela.