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A/N: I meant to put this up much earlier, but I got kind of distracted.
A/N: Thanks so much everyone to everyone who has read this.
"You've been gone for 10 years." His father said fury radiating from his single eye. Loki barely resisted the urge to roll his eyes. It had probably tarnished Odin's imagine in his absence which was likely why he was so angry about it.
"Where have you been?" His father demanded. It was a fair question and one that he needed to answer as he had brought something back that needed to be explained.
"I took a small vacation," he said as ten years was really a blink in their long life spans.
"Where?" This question came from his mother who also seemed angry, but at the same time worried. He couldn't stall anymore, not when his mother was looking at him like that.
"Midgard," he said then winced as he waited for the shouting to start.
"Midgard you know that-"
"Midgard but they're." There was a lot of shouting from his father and brother who had chosen that moment to chime in. He chose to block out the yelling until they simmered down enough to where they would yell at him one at a time.
"Why? Why Midgard?! Why didn't you tell me or bring me along?!" Thor shouted suddenly at him his big blue eyes looking so hurt that he felt a stab of guilt that he hadn't felt in a long time. Perhaps it was this stab of guilt that made him answer more honestly than he was planning to in the first place.
"I had to get away," Loki spoke quietly. He had been so full of anger and resentment towards Father and Thor that it had been starting to eat at him, turning him into something that he didn't like being. He still had that center of darkness, but after he had gone to earth some of the darkness on the edges had faded hated to think how deep the darkness would be if he hadn't taken a break. He swallowed and shakily said.
" I just needed a break."
"Without me?" Thor asked still looking hurt and Loki found that he wasn't as resentful of the presumptive nature of the question as he thought that he would be. In fact, he found himself smiling, but they had more urgent matters to get back to. The place where he had stashed Harry wasn't really meant to be a long-term space for living organisms, though short term it worked just fine.
"I…" he trailed off why was it that he could stand up to nearly anyone, but when it came to his family he got so nervous and definitely didn't live up to his name silver tongue. This was particularly true when he was telling them something he wasn't sure they would respond positively to.
"When I was on earth I made some friends," he said slowly ignoring that hurt look in his brother's eyes and look of anger in his fathers. "They over time became very good friends," he said with the same careful pace. He knew his father's and brother's view on Midgardians, they viewed them like goats. Honestly, near the beginning he had been nearly the same. It was hard after spending so much time with them though not to see how brilliant humans were and how adaptable they were, especially due to their levels of technology.
"I had this one set of friends, in particular," he said and anger roared through him at the thought of Lily's and James death, even though he still wasn't convinced that Sirius was the one that did it. If he had to venture a guess he would say it was Peter, there had always been something off about him, but he had always just assumed it was his awkwardness. Maybe he just hadn't wanted to see it. Besides, Peter was the least interesting of the group and as such he had spent the least time talking with him, especially one on one and knew him less well than he knew many other people. He shook his head, his thoughts were going off a tangent and he had Harry to think about though it would still be awhile before Harry was in any danger.
"I was there at their wedding," It had been a great day. He shook his head it would do little good to get buried in his memories now. He realized that the statement likely needed some clarification.
"One of my friends married another one of my friends," He had been friends with Lily and the Marauders and to a lesser extent Snape. Neither Snape or the Marauders which could understand why he would want to talk to the other. He had never made the two groups become friends, but when James or Sirius got to be real gits to Snape he told him to cut it out. He wasn't always there though and they still get into some pretty heated things. Again, he was being side-tracked.
"They get attention from someone bad in the wrong way and I thought that they were taking care of it by themselves," If he had thought for a second that they weren't he wouldn't have let them out of his sight. No matter the rules that stated that they couldn't interfere unless the conflict that Midgard was facing came from a source not native to Midgard as currently they were a class B planet. Class B planets had no way to get to the nearest inhabitable planet from where they were, nor did they have enough magic or technology to made up for it. They had magic, but as it was a hidden part of society with small numbers that would be vastly outnumbered by the majority of society. If the magic was revealed to the rest it could cause a world war, because of that it wasn't counted. There was also many other planets could still easily take it over without its Class B protective status. But that was also a tangent and he kept wandering away from his point.
"They got betrayed by a friend and they both died leaving their young son motherless and fatherless," he held out his arms and used his magic to call Harry back into his arms. He heard three gasps from his family members.
"I'm keeping him," he said this time without an ounce of question or regard for approval in his voice, it wasn't a question. He was keeping him. Loki would raise him. The question merely was would his family allow him to do it there or would have to find some other planet to do it on?
"But it's human." his brother said dumbly looking down at the child in his arms.
"He's human" Loki corrected "and I know. He has magic and I already promised that he could attend the same school that his parents did in eleven years. When he's 18, he'll go live full time in the human world," Loki said though he had a suspicion that when the time came it would be a lot harder than it sounded at the moment. Harry was human though and once he was an adult by Midgardian standards he belonged in the human world. Telling them that also served another purpose, his parents might be more willing to accept this human child if they knew that was only for a limited amount of time. "I am keeping him," he repeated "The question merely is will you allow me to do it here or do I need find somewhere else?" He said airing his feelings on the matter aloud. His father opened his mouth only for his gaze to be incepted by his mother. The two argued using only their eyes for a long moment before His father sighed.
"Alright, you may keep the child." he said tiredly and Loki smiled.
A/N: So right now this is all there is but if I get inspired/more inspired there may be a lot more to come in the future...assuming people want there to be more. Also, it's been awhile since I've read the books or seen any of the movies so if I wrote something inaccurate let me know
