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When the Goddess of Wisdom and the Hunt has decided to finally settle down in today’s modern era, she would have laughed if one told her that she would be running one of the largest organizations for dogs. Yet, here she is: CEO of everything related to the fluffy little things. Of course, that included running sanctuaries for her beloved wolves but that is another story. The old world knew her as Athena but in London, she is known as Hermione Granger, CEO of Doggos for Life. She had multiple centers be it training dogs and sheltering dogs the Goddess was rather busy trying to make the world a better place for them.
There was a rub, however. Across the street from her main office is Enchantée, a dating site operator that helped soulmates find one another. Of course, it was run by Aphrodite who just loved to flaunt her success in the business by painting the entire building an obnoxious blue. Today the Goddess of Love goes by Fleur Delacour. Hermione recalled her saying that French sounds so romantic or some such nonsense.
Hermione tended to drown out the rather talkative phony Frenchwoman after getting the gist of what she’s saying. Like while they’re having lunch right now.
“Should have been a lawyer with all that flourishing of the English language she’s using.” She muttered to herself.
“Why ‘Ermione! That is quite a rude thing to say while I’ve been telling you things that will make Nicholas Sparks look like a dried up well!” Fleur scoffed.
“Yes, yes, and here I have a picture of a Golden Retriever named Kara.” Hermione smirked, this had always been part of their song and dance. Fleur would try to pick her up using particularly interesting approaches she learned from humans but somehow cute little puppies always distracted her. The Goddess of Love would coo and try to convince Hermione to let her adopt “one more” dog but the blasted woman already had so many!
“She is such a good girl!” Fleur looked at Hermione, almost begging with nearly the same look as the puppy had.
“Fleur you have FIVE Labradors! FIVE! Plus, she has already been adopted by a lovely woman named Katie." Hermione had to restrain herself from giggling like a teenage mortal. "Oh come now, aren't you more concerned with being seen with me? " She gestured to the lack of personal space between them. Smartphones and their tiny screens and all that.
Fleur simply rolled her eyes. “Let them look. Besides, I have a tougher competition to impress. Daddy Zeus has been breathing down my neck telling me not to hurt you, the nerve of that lecherous man. I have been celibate for Five Hundred years and what does he have to show for it? Five Hundred more firstborns?!" The blonde woman rolled her eyes. "And I am still waiting for you to answer my question.”
“I told you. You aren’t required to be celibate just because you’re courting me!” However, Hermione could admit that she was moved by the gesture. Since Fleur has been quite known for her many, many, many, many, many lovers; she had doubts the woman would have been interested in her in the first place. “But I am touched.”
“Of course, mon amour. I have spent too long fucking. It’s time we start making love, non?” Fleur waggled her eyebrows.
“Insufferable.” Hermione muttered but she was smiling rather affectionately. She may regret this but damn it, Fleur was so persistent in all these years of courting that her heart started having a mind of its own. “Fine. I’ll date you.”
The Goddess of Love was absolutely ecstatic. “Does this mean we get to make love?”
“Only after the fiftieth date.” Hermione smirked. “I’m going to miss being spoiled by you. The free stuff was quite nice.”
“Oh cherie, I won’t ever stop spoiling you. You deserve it all.”
Of course, that was only the beginning for these Goddesses. There were many more hurdles to come but they could think of that later. For now, it was more important that Hermione pay attention to this phony Frenchwoman. Fates know if she looks away she might just steal her heart.
But perhaps it has already been stolen?