Unexpected

Grains of peace and Rising Tides🌊

Author's Note: If the stuff about the gods was confusing, ok so I'll try to clear it up a bit. (clears throat) Most 'old' cultures worshiped a certain group of gods, a 'pantheon'. (Pantheon: a 'pantheon' is, and I quote, 'All the gods of a people considered as a group.' Example: Zeus is the head of the Greek pantheon ) The five primary pantheons are the Celtic, the Egyptian, the Greek, the Norse and the Roman. Some people group the Greek and Roman pantheons together since they have many similar qualities, and I myself have in other stories. But in this one, they are separate, as they should be. Now, each of those pantheons had 'dark' gods and 'light' gods, a good example being Zeus and Hades. Each were Kings, but Zeus ruled in the sky, whereas Hades ruled in the Underworld. So Cocidius, who's parents were never listed in anything I've read, I made the child of the Dana, the Celtic 'Queen' Goddess, and Afallach, the 'King' of the Celtic Underworld. But I won't be going deep into their histories, I don't think, so you don't have to worry about knowing that much about them. They're mostly just background characters anyway. If I missed anything or anyone still has any questions, please let me know!

Side Note: If you think that the boys are not showing Gin enough affection, or that she doesn't mean as much to them as they do to each other. Just to clear it up a little, they do care for her. A lot. But they've only really had one another their entire lives, and this isn't going to be one of those 'over before they really begin' stories. The three stars of this little drama have only been together two or 4 months, so of course the two Slytherins aren't going to have exactly the same level of closeness with her yet, but the fact they're opening up to her at all, considering her House and family and the way that Slytherins rarely tend to trust outsiders (for good reasons) is major progress. But to quell any fears, I promise that completely equal intimacy won't be too far off in the future. But to sum it up: They care more about her than they do about anyone else in the world.
On with the chapter.
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Virginia stretched lazily, the tightening of her muscles feeling exquisite. She was looking forward to the coming evening, as she, Draco and Blaise would finally get to go on their date to Hogsmeade. It was Saturday, but a week after their original plans had been set for, a week after they'd 'come back from the dead', as everyone so loved to remind them. Draco had been so angry when Snape had told them that their deaths had already been publicly announced that she and Blaise had had to take him for a hunt in the forest before he was able to even form a coherent sentence. She hadn't understood why at first, but when they'd gone back to classes on Monday, she'd understood perfectly.

The mixed looks and whispers of awe and hate that followed them everywhere were the most annoying and infuriating things she'd ever had to endure. They'd been splashed across every front page of every published magazine and newspaper in their world, and Dumbledore had been evicting the press off of the grounds almost four times a day, along with gawking witches and wizards who wanted one of two things: To meet them or to assassinate them. But what really didn't help them gain any peace was the fact that every altar within a two hundred mile radius had sprung back to life after over a millennium. Purebloods and halfbloods alike were flocking to them from all over the world, claiming it was a miracle.

There were three views on what had caused said miracle, however. The first was what had been printed; that she, Blaise and Draco were Cocidius's Chosen (Draco had been quite angry that that had become public knowledge, as well). The second was the opinion of those who followed Voldemort; that he had brought the altars back to life, that he had the favor of a god, and that Dumbledore was only using the three of them for cover. The third opinion was the one that most muggleborns were taking; that it was a fluke, a freak occurrence, and that maybe, just maybe, the gods did have something to do with it, but if they had, it was on their own, not because of anyone in particular. Personally, she didn't give a damn what they thought, if they'd only leave them alone.