NOVEL NEXT Chapter 40: CH 40
Hestia had somehow gotten him to the large front doors of the temple without him realizing it, his feet just following her where here gentle yet insistent direction indicated he should go. "While a useful skill, I'm not enthused about you being exposed to parasites or pathogens. Let's see if Apollo can clear those up."
"But Hestia..." Harry whined in protest, in a way he'd never would have dared with his Aunt and Uncle.
Hestia smiled faintly at hearing it; it looked like he was starting to learn to stand up for himself. Good. She wouldn't really stop him from spending time with Artemis and her
Harry grinned, and started explaining as he unpacked his backpack, and started putting things away, either in his bathroom, or in the laundry hamper.
He finished his tale with, "And Miss Zoë said I passed! Even if I messed up my priorities at the start."
Hestia was nodding thoughtfully. "I see," she said, after a moment of pause. It surprised Harry, as she was usually more involved with his progress. The kind goddess touched his shoulder, and the aches and pains of his cuts and bruises vanished. He remembered her saying she could heal minor wounds.
"Congratulations on passing your test, Harry," she finally said, smiling softly.
"Thanks, Hestia!" Harry said, feeling proud of his accomplishments. He felt a bid bad about not being able to study for school, but he really had been very busy with just surviving. It was a lot more work than he thought it would be, and his respect for the old hunter-gatherers had climbed sharply.
"We should visit Apollo and make sure you're fit and healthy," Hestia then said, dragging his thoughts back to the present. "And then I will take you to camp, to see if you are interested in some other hobbies instead of playing in the woods with Artie and her Hunters."
Harry blinked. "Huh?"
Hestia patted his shoulder, and gave him that patented gentle smile of hers. "While I don't mind you playing in the woods with Artie and her Hunters, I do get upset when it leaves you injured, and potentially infected with… things."
Harry frowned. "But it's not playing! It's hard work! And it just may keep me alive when things fall apart, and I'm on my own." Harry gratefully stepped inside the temple, where the light was more subdued. There was still lots of gold, but most of the light seemed to be reflecting off it in a softer, golden palate. The young boy blinked, trying to clear the spots from his vision from the harsh white light outside.
"Have a seat," the golden god said, indicating the couches in a living area. They were aimed at gods and made Harry feel like he was an infant, right before the furniture resized itself to suit mortals, and the god himself shrunk to a mortal form. "Can I get you anything?"
"I will have some of that tea, if you have it," Hestia said.
Hunters, but that didn't mean it wasn't time for her to introduce him to camp and broaden his horizons.
"We shall see," she replied neutrally, inwardly pleased about the fact that he was acting like an average eight year old, finally. "First, we shall visit Apollo and make sure you're healthy."
"Yes, Hestia," Harry pouted.
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