Chapter 1

It was only a few hours into the afternoon, but around Hogwarts it was almost pitch dark. Rain was storming down on the castle and only the regular lightnings allowed the students who looked out of the windows to see something. However not everyone was lucky enough to enjoy this frighteningly beautiful sight. The sixth year Gryffindors and Slytherins were sitting in the dungeons on another stressful potions class. It was going like all the other potions classes usually went: Malfoy doing basically nothing but irritating the Gryffindors, the rest of the Slytherins working mainly in peace and quiet, Hermione Granger cutting up all the ingredients precisely and trying very hard not to answer every single question she heard, Ron and Harry copying Hermione and throwing angry looks towards their professor who already took 20 points from Gryffindor for some nonsense reason.

Professor Snape was walking between the students and was just about to shout poor Neville Longbottom's head off, when a thunder shook the castle and the door of the classroom swung open, revealing a dark figure standing behind it. The man stepped in to the candle light, showing the class his strange clothes.

-Ah, my brother must be furious - he said with a satisfied grin on his face as he heard the thunders continuing. He didn't seem to mind being in a room where he was obviously not welcomed.

Professor Snape's mind was full of thoughts. The man's appearance didn't make him look trustworthy for Snape, who didn't trust people easily anyways, He was wearing a sort of armor in gold and green colors with a green cape on his back. He held a golden scepter in his right hand and - the strangest of all - on his head a golden helmet with horns. Professor Snape was so busy trying to figure out who the hell interrupted his class that he didn't think someone else would speak before he did.

-Well, I was never good at mugle stuff, but I thought Halloween was only in a month.

Of course it was Draco Malfoy who would make fun of someone he knew nothing about. The reaction was immediate. As soon as the Slytherins started laughing, the grin on the man's face turned into an evil snarl and raised his scepter, which started charging, shooting blue sparks in the air, ready to attack anyone.

Snape didn't hesitate anymore, under a blink of the eye he took his wand and pointed it at the intruder.
-I recommend that you put down that thing before someone gets harmed - when he said "someone", blue sparks left his wand too. His voice was cold, yet frightening, sending chill down the students' spine.

-How dare you speak to me like that? You think I'm gonna be scared of a human pointing a stick at me? What are you gonna do with that? Poke me? - he let out a cold laugh -Do you have the slightest idea who am I?

-A muggle who escaped from a mental hospital's costume party? - another brilliant comment came from the Slytherin's little prince.

-5 points from Slytherin. Malfoy, shut up. - Snape turned his attention back to the mysterious man, who continued as if the insult didn't happen.

-I am Loki, of Asgard! And I am...- his sentence was interrupted by Hermione's gasp and Snape's "Of what?" question.

Hermione looked around and when she saw the uncomprehending look on everyone's face, she started talking as fast as if she was reading from a book.

-I can't believe nobody knows about this, there was even a muggle movie made of the topic - which is not entirely correct according to the myth, but then again, it's a myth, so it could be entirely incorrect - anyways, Loki is the god of mischief or a "jötunn" according to the Norse mythology and in the muggle films he is the adopted son of Odin, who is the king of a realm called Asgard, but he is technically a frost giant and Odin's real son is Thor who is the god of thunder and the heir of the throne and...- using the slight pause when Hermione took a breath, Snape interrupted.

-Yes, Miss Know-It-All, there's no need to tell us the plot of the whole movie. I hope you don't expect us to believe all this. "Gods" don't exist.-the last two sentences he directed to this Loki person, who seemed to quite enjoy their fight

-Neither do wizard.- was the only thing he said as an answer.

Draco Malfoy, who was sitting right behind Harry and Ron poked Harry Potter's shoulder.

-God of thunder, ehh? You, Potter and this Thor person would go nicely together. He is probably another crazy muggle like this one, but i'm sure he would like your lightning scar.

-Mr Potter, Mr Malfoy, detention! No talking in my class. Mr Malfoy, i expected more from Ahh! - Professor Snape suddenly closed his fingers around his left arm and shut his eyes for a moment, then after saying "Class dismissed" he hurried towards the only door that lead out of the classroom.

-Stay right there, you mewling quim! I'm not finished yet!

Severus somehow managed to slip by the angry Loki, but the man was still following him as he stormed towards the entrance of the castle. Nobody knew that Dumbledore slightly changed the spells that protected Hogwarts so that is the Dark Lord was calling Severus, he could apparate in and out. He shouldn't let anyone see him apparate, but if Loki managed to keep him up and he arrived late to Voldemort, he was sure he'd have to face a Cruciatus... At least.

With those thoughts in his mind, he spun around to apparate to the place where He who shall not be named was calling him - in the same second when Loki grabbed his shoulder. By the time the surprised students got out to the corridors, nobody was there.

Snape and Loki arrived to the middle of a forest. Almost everyone else was already there though Severus couldn't see Voldemort anywhere.

-Ah, what an unenjoyable form of traveling. Why would anyone use it, I will never understand. - Professor Snape watched in shock how the crazy man walked around as if he were at home even though all the deatheaters stood there with their wands ready to attack. - Well, this is new. Mortals with magical power... Humanity keeps surprising me - as he looked around the dark wizard, a smile appeared on his face - I assume you are the evil ones. You will be perfect for my army.

A cold, snake-like laugh came from behind their back.

-You seem to be a little lost, my friend. I don't know where did you get this Slytherin-bull costume, but this is MY army. And this place is one of our secret meeting places, so now that you know of it - you must die. - Voldemort raised his wand, but he wasn't fast enough. Loki pointed his scepter at Voldemort. The bright blue light hit him by his wand-holding hand, throwing him and his wand into the air. After flying a few meters, he hit a tree and collapsed to the ground. He tried to stand up, but the strength completely left his body. His wand landed not far away from him, a huge crack running down its side.

Loki looked around. All the deatheaters, including Snape, looked surprised and frightened at the same time. Some even put their wands away, others were shaking or backing away or just standing frozen, unable to believe what they saw. This time when Loki started talking, all eyes were on him and nobody questioned what he said.

-Let this be an example. You are all beneath me! I am Loki of Asgard and I came to rule you. Humanity was made to be ruled! Look at you! Following this fool just shows your true nature. Join my army and I will give you what you need. All you have to do is claim loyalty to me. - he waited for a second, but when he saw they didn't understand what he wanted from them, the order came shouting from him- KNEEL!

And they did.

Well, most of them did. 4 people in the kneeling crowd were fearlessly standing between Loki and Voldemort. 2 of them, Crab and Goyle were just simply too stupid to understand what was going on and since the order didn't come from Voldemort, they didn't do anything. The third man of this "Fanatic Four" was Professor Snape. There were more reasons for his resistance. First of all he still didn't really know who was this man and how did he do what he did - Severus assumed that Loki was not a wizard and the power was in the golden thing he held, but he couldn't be sure about that - and second... Him wanting revenge of the death of his one and only,love and his vow to Dumbledore already made him stuck between two powers. There was no way he was going to surrender to a third one too - not if there was a way around.

It was only the 4th person who actually did something other than standing still and staring at the still lightly sparking scepter. Taking off her mask she stepped forward and spit on the ground.

- You are not a pureblood. Not even a filthy mudblood. You have no magic, you are just a little boy with a fancy staff, a toy! You are not even worthy to look at the Dark Lord, I will never kneel for you. Let me show you what real magic is like while I make you scream for you mummy like a little baby! Cruc...

Both the spell and Loki's answer were interrupted by an unexpected voice.

-Bellatrix is quite right.

All the deatheaters stood up as quickly as they could after hearing Voldemort speaking. Loki watched surprised as the man he thought he just killed rised up from the ground. Voldemort walked over to the wand that has fallen out of his hand but when he saw the crack, he just kicked it away which caused a painful grimace on the face of the deatheater who was now standing next to Bellatrix.

-I'll admit, I quite like that 'fancy staff' you have, but it doesn't give you much protection, does it?- Voldemort put his hand inside his robe and before Loki could attack him again, he pulled out his actual wand while shouting - Imperio!

Loki felt like all of a sudden heavy fog sat on his mind. He didn't sense anything of what was happening around him anymore.

-I was hoping Harry Potter would join us for a little... chat today - said Voldemort to both Severus and Loki. The first one said "My apologies, my lord" while the second one didn't hear anything. Voldemort ignored Snape's comment and continuedtalking, now only to Loki - It seems I have to settle with you instead. Lucky for both of us, you are not completely worthless, so before I kill you, why don't you hand that scepter over?

In Loki's head only a small voice got through the thick fog, saying "hand that scepter over". Loki tried to think but it seemed so hard and it was so temting to listen to the voice that the only question he could put together was "but why?". "Why wouldn't you?" continued the little voice " look how nicely I asked, you surely don't want to be rude and selfish and keep it" Everything the voice said made so much sence and Loki didn't want to be rude, so, to Voldemort's satisfaction, he gave the scepter to the wizard. An evil, victorious smile appeared on Voldemort's face as he pointed the end of the staff at Crab to test it.

But nothing happened.

He tried holding it up in the air first and then pointing, but still no result.

-Hmm...- he said, looking thoughtfully at Loki who was still staring into space without any expressions. A mad look appeared on Voldemort's face as he continued - Funny, isn't it? I could just kill you right now. Even better, I could watch you as you kill yourself and if I told you, you'd be even happy about it. Ironically, out of the people who actually had magic and were in your place, you are someone who's more useful alive. - he pointed at two random deatheaters - You two! Take him to the Malfoy Manor. Let's give our little imprisoned princess a companion, she seem to be so lonely since I killed the last one.

The two men grabbed Loki by the arm and apparated away.