This is one of my favorite ideas since I've read Harry Potter, and I decided that it was time to type it out and post it. I hope that you enjoy!
And as a side note, this will be mostly Loki-based and Severus Snape-based, but it will follow the books and it will focus on a few others.
Also, I have a very biased view not only at Odin and Thor's treatment of Loki when they were kids but also at the Marauders and Dumbledore's treatment of Snape when he was a kid at Hogwarts. So excuse all of the slights that I make at all of the above mentioned people.
This will (probably) eventually become SnapexLoki, at least as best friends if not more.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, though I would love to meet J.K. Rowling, and I do not own Norse mythology or Marvel's rights to it, though I would love to meet Loki.
While Dumbledore knows many things, he doesn't know everything. Some things that he doesn't know are how much Severus Snape suffered at the hands of his father and, later, the Marauders; how to be completely fair concerning his beloved house, Gryffindor, versus its longtime rival, Slytherin; most of the secret passageways around Hogwarts; and almost all of Muggle ways, to name a few. The existence of Yggdrasil and the other Nine Realms are just a part of that long list.
So when Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore watched a man from the sky, he, Headmaster of Hogwarts, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, and only fear of the Dark Lord Voldemort, had to admit that he had no clue what the hell was going on.
Firenze met him and Hagrid in the crater made by the man's landing. All three expected unidentifiable remains, but at least some idea as to what had happened.
What they found was much worse.
They saw a living, breathing an, with injuries so grievous that Albus himself had to fight to not throw up. Both he and Hagrid had no inkling as to how a man could have survived such a fall, and the even bigger shock was that most of his injuries spoke of torture, not impact. The only sign that the man had fallen at all was the irregular, almost freaky, way that his neck hung.
Firenze noticed none of this. He kept muttering, "he's from the stars. They sent him here. He's from the stars."
Dumbledore hailed his four Heads of Houses and Madam Pomfrey. He only had to wait a few minutes for them to meet Hagrid, whom he'd sent to meet them at the edge of the forest, and only a few minutes more until they reached him. He heard their shocked gasps- and Pomona's retching- but didn't turn his head, instead staring down at the figure motionless except for his chest slowly signifying his heart, at least, was still alive.
Hagrid went off again to grab a stretcher for the man.
Firenze kept on muttering.
It was silent until Filius stepped up beside him, drawing his wand and muttering a charm to reveal all of the injuries. Everyone flinched as more and more wounds were exposed, floating above the body in a soft light as more and more showed up. Poppy stepped up and joined in on the charm, speeding it up until all the injuries were displayed.
It was Severus that broke the silence that had fallen.
"I can brew potions to cancel out the pain, as well as mend his broken ribs, leg, and hand. With some time I can create a few that will stop the bleeding internally and externally, but I can't fix his punctured lung, spleen, or most of the outer wounds- the potions that can do that don't mix well with the others."
Poppy looked at him with concern in her eyes. "We first need to stabilize him, stop the internal bleeding and fix the pierced areas. We also have to set his neck. There's nerve damage, we have to worry about that and the internal bleeding before anything else, even bones." Minerva was nodding beside her, and Filius was already casting the immobilization charm. Severus quickly started scribbling on a piece of parchment that he had pulled from his pocket.
"Here are the ingredients I'll need for the potions for neck damage and the internal bleeding. Normally I'd get these myself, but as we're on a tight schedule, Pomona, I trust that you can get me the correct amounts from your stores," he explained as he finished writing. Pomona took the parchment and ran off towards her greenhouses, glad to be away from the terrible scene in that clearing. As she left, Hagrid reappeared.
"'Ere yeh are, Madam Pomfrey," he mumbled as he handed her the stretcher he'd grabbed. Filius flicked his wand and the stretcher floated upwards a few feet, then guided it to next to the figure on the ground as Poppy gently lifted the man up with a whispered spell of Wingardium Leviosa and eased him into place on the floating stretcher. Behind them, Severus had whipped up another list of the materials needed for the healing potions and handed it to Minerva, who immediately headed back to the castle to gather them. After taking one last glance around to make sure he didn't miss anything, Severus headed back as well to set up an area in the hospital wing for him to work and another, closed off area for the patient.
Together, Poppy and Filius started slowly guiding the stretcher back, leaving Albus, Hagrid, and Firenze standing there. Albus turned to Hagrid.
"You can go now, Rubeus," he told him, "we'll give you an update later. And Firenze," he added, turning to the centaur, "I would like you to follow me."
Albus lead the way to Hagrid's hut, then brought Firenze up to Hogwarts, listening to him mutter, "he's from the stars."
Hope you liked it! Please review if you want more! As always, I invite constructive criticism, but please don't flame me. If you don't like it, don't read it. Thank you.