Okay, dragondodge here. Just so you know, this is my first fic. I have had this idea for a while, but no idea how to go with it. So this is Hecates' son and I hope you like it. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: All recognisable characters belong to JK or Rick Riordan. I can safely say I make no money of this.
Hecate was patrolling surrey, hoping to find the boy of prophecy. The oracle came and told her about this during the meeting of the gods, yelling about a miracle.
"There is a boy linked to two prophecies! This has not been heard of!" Well, this certainly peaked Zeus' interests. "Tell us, who is this so called 'miracle boy' you speak of then?"
Rachel smiled at Hecate, creeping her out
"The child's name…Harry Potter, son of Hecate, master of death.
Alright! Crappy beginning, but it's something. It may be short, but read and review. Tell me what you think and how to go on.