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A/N: Here is my second chapter. Thank you for the reviews and I hope you guys enjoy this chapter as much as the last! Oh and where it only says Loki is in this story, it is supposed to say Hermione as well, but my account is giving me issues. But please review!
Loki led Hermione into the palace, glaring at any and all people who dared glance in her direction. He was feeling oddly protective and possessive of her... Maybe it was the fact that she was the only person who willingly walked by his side, other than his brother Thor or one of his brothers friends that technically were forced to when they were all following Thor... Yes that's probably it. Dear Odin, his only true friend was a 5 year old. At least she didn't seem to be a spoiled brat who was always whining. But now to find his parents and brother, and introduce her. A few minutes later found them in the thrown room. His mother was the first to see them.
"Loki! I haven't seen you all day! And who is this little one?" She said smiling at the little girl who shyly hid behind Loki's leg in response. Loki heard Thor and Odin chuckle at her behavior. Loki pulled her in front of him and put a hand on her head in comfort.
"This, Mother, is Hermione. I found her this morning in the court yard using magic. I've decided to take her under my wing." He said. They all looked very pleased with this revelation. Odin grinned.
"Well then! She is most welcome in the palace! At any time!" He declared. The others readily agreed. Loki grinned back. Something he didn't do often. He was very pleased that they were okay with her being around them all. He looked down to see Hermione smiling at them as well.
"Then I will be taking her home." He said taking Hermione's hand and guiding her back out of the thrown room. She let go of his hand and grabbed the back of his coat. He stood still as climbed up his back, wrapping her legs around his waist and arms around his neck. He looked back at her bewildered.
"How did you do that?" He asked, amused. She shrugged.
"I just can." She stated simply. He chuckled and started walking again. Once they reached her house, she dropped down and went to her door, trying to open it. It was locked. Hermione sighed turning toward Loki. "She does that. I'll just sleep in the backyard."
She started in walking in said direction, but was stopped by Loki's hand on her shoulder. She turned to see him pointing to his back. She giggled before climbing to her previous position. He started once more in the direction of the palace.
"You will not be sleeping in your yard. I will not allow it." He said firmly. Then he started questioning himself. Why did he care so much? It made no sense. He had known her only a few hours, and yet he was so protective of her. Why? Oh well, if he was going to be close to her eventually, he might as well start now. He carried her back to the thrown room. His family was confused when he walked back in with Hermione clinging to him.
"I thought you were taking her home brother?" Thor said. Loki sighed.
"I was. But the door was locked and she was going to sleep in her yard. I wasn't going to allow that. You know me." Loki then walked off without further conversation to any of his family, heading to his room. He could feel Hermione's grip loosening as her head dropped onto his shoulder. He stopped in the middle of the corridor. "Get off my back for a moment Mione." She complied, rubbing her eyes. He turned and picked her up, pulling her against his chest. She gratefully rested her head on his shoulder, quickly falling asleep. He smiled down at her. She was so small and fragile. So adorable. And oh so innocent. How could anyone ignore this child? Loki himself wasn't sure he'd ever let her leave his sight, and he had only just met her.
Loki soon came to the heavily decorated doors that led to his rooms. He held Hermione closely to his chest with one arm and pushed one door open with the other. He carefully laid her down on a lounge at the bottom of his bed. He then goes to his adjoining bathroom and changes into a light tunic and leggings of black to sleep in. He stared at Honda in th mirror, running a hand roughly of his face. What was he thinking?! Becoming a teacher?! To a 5 year old?! And he was already getting attached to her! What was that about? Maybe it has something to do with being a magic user like himself, and looked down on because of it... Maybe it was best not to dwell on it and to just go with it. Yes, he would do that and hope for the best. He went back to his room and after seeing Hermione was comfortable, he climbed into his own bed and fell into a light sleep, listening for any signs of Hermione waking.