Victoria Gryffindor and the Greek Gods

Chapter 1: The Discovery

Victoria sighed. The day she had been dreading for months was actually here and it felt a lot worse than she expected. Well, at least I'm alone all day she thought.

She went into her mums old room and looked at the piece of card on her desk. It was from the funeral service, the date of death was 29th of may, exactly 1 year ago. Vicky just looked at it silently, one tear rolling down her face.

She decided she would look through some of her mums things, just for old times sake.. She found photographs that made her laugh and some painting they had done together that made her cry. she'd just about decided to go back into her room to read when she came across a yellowed envelope. It was sealed and addressed to her she hesitated wondering if there was reason nobody had given her this, but her curiosity won. She opened the letter and began to read.

To my darling daughter Victoria,

There are some thing that you need to know about your father. I have always told you the truth, we met when I was 17 and had and on/off relationship for 4 years. It was only like this because your father had a very important job, it couldn’t be put on hold. Not even for us. Your father is Poseiden, god of the sea. I have always know that if something were to happen to me, he would want you to know the truth. I have asked your aunt Julie to give this to you when you turn 13, it would be much to dangerous if you did not know the truth. You are a Demigod.

I'll love you always,

Mum

Victoria stared at the paper with extreme confusion. This didn’t make any sense. Her dad was a god?

No way, she thought, mum must've been planning to play a joke on me. She heard the front door open and quickly shoved the piece of paper into her jeans pocket.

"Vicky, are you home?", her aunt Julie called up the stairs.

"Yeh", she replied. "I'll be down now."

That night, Vicky had a really strange dream about a giant flying ship, after a while it exploded and a strange object came flying out of the explosion. As it got closer she realized it was a boy with curly brown hair on what looked like a flying metal dragon. The boy kept yelling;

"Yay Festus!!! Woooo."

Vicky woke up a lot earlier than usual, wondering where in her imagination that dream came from. She looked down at herself and frowned. I must've fallen asleep reading, she thought. she was still fully dressed and her book was on the floor. As she bent over to retrieve her book, she heard a scrunching soung in her pocket and she remembered the letter.

As soon as she thought about it she was confused, she got ready for school and made the decision to show the letter to her best friend, Drake.

Victoria hated school, with a passion. She'd only moved into this school this year and in the first week the teachers had found out she had ADHD and dyslexia. Everyone had picked on her for weeks, except Drake.

He was quite tall for an 11 year old, he had a slight limp and a hair condition that meant he always had to keep his hat on. People bullied him too. They became friends when they were the last 2 people to be paired up in class; when they had to sit by each other in the canteen because nobody wanted them on their table, things like that. At first it was kind of an uncomfortable relationship, but after a while Vicky began to really care for Drake. He was the first and only friend she'd ever had.

Vicky got her bag ready and left for school, calling goodbye to her aunt as she left. When she got to school she at on the bench and began to look through her bag. She was still looking through it 10 minutes later when Drake walked over to her.

"What are you looking for?", he said after a few seconds.

"My damn timetable, I cant remember what lessons we have first", she said angrily.

"Uh, Vick", he said, trying not to laugh. "We have English first and then science, same as every other day."

"Oh, I knew that."

Drake just rolled his eyes; "Yeh, of course you did."

She threw me a dirty look but after a second they were both laughing. Vicky looked down at her watch and then put her hand into her pocket and pulled out the crumpled letter.

"Here Drake, take a look at this," she said, handing him the paper.

"I found it yesterday in my mums old things. I didn’t understand, I thought maybe...." She stopped when she saw the expression on Drakes face.

He looked at the paper in horror and then handed it back to her. He took a can of pop out of his bag and drank deeply. When the can was empty, he began chewing on it.

"Drake!," Vicky said, her eyebrows raised. "What is it? Just spit it out."

"Nothing," he said, much too quickly. "Oh my gods," he muttered under his breath.

"What did you say?," Vick said loudly, but just as she asked the bell for first lesson rang. Drake walked off without giving an answer. Vicky went to her English class feeling annoyed and confused.

Drake avoided her all through English, sitting over the opposite side of the class room. She wasn’t too bothered though, she knew she could corner him in science. He had to sit by her, Mrs.Johnson was really strict about her seating plan. Vicky didn’t pay any attention in English, instead she used the time to doodle a picture of the metal dragon from her dream.

After English Victoria rushed to science knowing she could finally get some answers from Drake. She was still confused by his reaction to the letter. When she arrived she was immediately disappointed, Drake wasn’t there yet even though she was sure he'd left English before her.

Vicky sat down and waited. Mrs.Johnson had already begun her lesson when Drake dawdled in, dragging his feet. He mumbled an apology for being sat and then sat down next to Victoria.

Vicky waited impatiently for all the students to turn their attention back to the teacher and then she muttered;

"So what's going on Drake?"

Drake sighed. "If I tell you, you have to promise..." He was interrupted by a loud smash. The windows of the science class had caved in, everybody ducked to dodge the glass and then the screaming started. Drake pulled Vicky underneath the table and she quickly peeked around the side.

And then, she froze in shock. She pulled back and shook her head, what I saw must've been a hallucination, she thought. Trolls don’t exist.

A/N: Please leave me some comments :)