Well, here it is! I really appreciate all the people that took the time to read, review and add.
This chapter shows you why Loki adopts Harry and what the Dursley's and Loki talked about. :D
Edited:12/21/2012
A/N: At the bottom.
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The Midgardian God
Chapter 2
There is something missing and Loki does not know what it is. He has everything one could ever want and more. Yet, he still feels sadness in his heart. Maybe it has something to do with how he perceives his self-worth in the eyes of others.
The people of Asgard respect him as their prince but mutter to themselves about him. They think it dishonorable to use his tricks to win battles, the way he speaks as he destroys someone with his words and the dark cunning lurking in his eyes.
All these things he could ignore. Let them be content in their gossip, because Loki knew deep down that they envied his intellect and skill. No, what truly vexes him is the talk of how different he is to the rest of the royal family. They are all golden in appearance while he is dark. It makes him feel alone.
Thor, his brother, is favored by all and next in line for the throne. Loki cannot help but feel like a shadow hidden behind his brother's greatness. He was strong, kind and driven. The gleaming star of Asgard and the apple of their father's eye; it was never spoken of, but Loki could see how much Odin All Father favored his eldest child. Frigga, their mother, held them both equally in her heart and that at least brought solace to Loki's bitter soul.
Because of this, Loki was certain he would make a good father. All these things would not happen to his child. That is when the thought strikes him; a young one with dark hair and green eyes drift into his mind's eye. The magical knowledge that would be passed from him and the happiness he would feel swelling in him as he imagined the child growing into something great. The sadness in his heart recedes and Loki realizes that this is what has been missing. A family of very his own!
So Loki begins to think. He did not have a beloved to help bear the child nor would he ask anyone of Asgard to do so anyway. The orphaned children of the Aesir knew of him and Loki did not wish to deal with the poison that the people planted in their minds. No other realm seemed worthy of him. Well, all except Midgard, but the people there were weak things. The only good quality that interested Loki was the magic that some wielded there. This alone was the reason that he finally decided that was where he would find his child.
It took many days of searching before he found what he was looking for. He was in the form of a raven which was easily hidden and made for better observation. A young boy was sitting on a chained seat at a recreational establishment for children. The boy was exuding an abundance of magic.
He was small for his age and wore clothes not for his size and stature. His head held black flyaway hair; his small face had a button nose that held a pair of glasses. His eyes though were what really grabbed his attention. They were the brightest green that he had ever seen. In all, he looks like a version of himself as a boy.
Loki decides to watch the the boy for many days. He has to be sure of the child, but the more he watches the more he realizes that this was his child. The boy was quick in mind and body. Many a times his cousin would lead his friends in a chase to try and catch him but they were always unable to do so.
His guardians were cruel and hateful. They placed him in servitude and belittled him with how unworthy he was of their home, the clothes they gave him and the food they allowed him to eat. Loki had seen enough. It was time to acquire his child and bring him home.
The woman was all fake politeness when she opens the door. He greeted her cordially and gave the excuse of looking for her husband to discuss business. He was lead into a room that seemed to be where they lounged for both comfort and entertainment.
An overweight man stood with confusion but greeted him none the less. He was offered a seat and refreshments which he declined. The large man turned off what he learned was called a T.V. "So what can I do for you Mister…?"
"Loki Odinson, I have come here today with a request that I am sure you will agree to." Replies Loki.
The big man raises his eyebrows with interest but doesn't say anything as the wife places a tray of food and drink on a small table. She makes her husband a glass before offering to do the same for him. Once everything is done she prepares to leave. "I believe your wife should be here for this as it is her blood relative I wish to speak about."
Both their eyes widen before the man lets out a furious roar and stands. "Your one of those freaks, aren't you? Well I will have none of that in my house! Get out!"
A silver dagger flies past man's head and imbeds itself into the wall behind him. The mortal quakes in fear but holds his ground. "I will not be threatened in my on home!"
Loki gives him a cool look before turning to the woman in the room. "I wish to adopt the boy. I know he means nothing to you so parting with him will not be a problem."
She glances at her husband while wringing her hands together nervously. "Don't you think we would if we could? When Harry was left to us we were told to keep him or something bad might happen."
Loki doesn't feel she is lying but now he is curious. Who would order a child into the care of people who clearly don't want him? "Do you know who placed him in your care?"
The mortal woman nods her head. "My sister's headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, he didn't actually speak with us. He left a letter with Harry when he placed him on our door step."
"Where are his parents?" asks Loki
"Dead, they went and got blown up and we got saddled with the little freak!" Loki moves before any of them sees it and grabs the mortal man by his throat. He gags and claws at Loki's hand in a futile attempt to get free.
Loki watches the man's face change color and smirks when the man begins to plead with his eyes. "I tire of your will leave this room. If you wish to live you will do this as soon as I release you."
The man wheezes an affirmative and Loki lets go. The mortal falls to the ground, gasping and coughing for air before crawling to his feet and staggering out of the door.
Loki smirks at the boy's Aunt before sitting gracefully. "Now then, I would like to hear more about Albus Dumbledore and Harry's parents.
Loki did not wish to travel his hidden passages with Harry so they had to travel to a spot were Heimdall would open the Bi-Frost. Walking did not seem to bother him. In fact, he seemed to enjoy it. The child was curious about his surroundings and was constantly swiveling his head this why and that to get a better look.
"You do not get to go many places." It's a statement not a question.
Harry looks him sadly. "No, my relatives usually just leave me with a babysitter."
"You do not need to think of them further Harry. They are no longer a part of your life." Loki says, and Harry looks at him with happiness.
They reach their destination but Loki does not call Heimdall. Instead Loki sits in the grass and motions Harry to do the same. "I have much to share with you but some cannot be explained until you see it."
"Like what?" Harry asks curiously.
Loki gives Harry a mysterious look. "What would you say if I were to tell you I came from somewhere not of this world?"
Harry eyes him skeptical. "I don't know. I mean we can do magic, but to come from someplace other than Earth? It sounds a little crazy." The last part is said sheepishly.
Loki chuckles. "It would be a little hard to imagine considering that you are from Midgard and have no knowledge of these things."
"What's Midgard?" Harry asks.
"Midgard is the realm we are in now. I am from Asgard which is what you will soon call home." Loki replies.
Harry's gaze wanders to the sky. The sun is shining against a blue back drop with white clouds dotting it. Loki does not know what he sees but Harry turns back to him with a wide grin. "What's it like?"
Loki gets a far away look in his eyes. "It's is a place full of light and wonders. There is a stone wall that protects the city in which we live. The buildings are old but beautifully crafted. A fortress towers over all. The castle of Odin All Father; the king of Asgard, and your soon to be grandfather."
"What…!" Harry shouts.
Loki gives Harry a small smile. "Yes, you are correct in your assumptions little Harry. Odin is my father. I am a prince of Asgard."
"That…that means…." Harry says with shock.
"You will in indeed be a prince." Loki says with amusement.
Harry hesitates before he asks another question. "Will he like me?"
Loki's eyes meet Harry's steadfastly. "I can think of no one I know that will not love you."
Before Loki knows what's going on he's being hugged with all the strength the child can muster. Harry doesn't cry but Loki can feel how overjoyed he is and can't help but return the hug. After a few moments Harry pulls away. He looks a little embarrassed but happy none the less.
"Now, I could explain about Asgard or…" Loki trails off.
"Or…" Harry says.
"Or I can show you." Replies Loki.
Harry laughs. "I think I would like very much to see it."
"Well then…" Loki rises. Harry follows and is puzzled when his adoptive father doesn't move.
Loki gives him a sly grin and places an arm around his shoulders. "Ready?"
Harry nods his head in agreement. Then Loki looks to the sky and shouts. "Heimdall open the Bi-Frost." A light shines down from the sky and then there gone.
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A/N: Ok I changed Harry's age from nine to eight. A thank you guys out to those that point edit out.
I really don't want to give to much away but Loki will not be a bad guy. He has little Harry to think about after all!