Chapter 4

"Just know that your death came from...Lafyette!"

Suddenly a powerful beam of light came through the room striking the king of Frost Giants straight in the back, "And your death came at the son of Odin."

Loki stood in his full battle armor, staff in hand, as his surrogate mother was on the floor he strode over to her, "I will make them pay for this mother. I will not sit back as the Frost Giants continue there treacherous ways."

Thor had watched the entire scene play out. He stood ready to destroy the frost giant, but he was a second to slow, which he was now thankful for as he saw Loki's game plan. He saved the All Father, Odin, which would gain the trust of the former queen, and now he would gather the armies and destroy Jotunheim which would gain him the trust of the people. It was a brilliant plan, from Loki's brilliant mind, but Thor knew he couldn't let it happen.

As he stepped into open his mother, Frigga noticed him, "Oh Thor! Its so good to have you back home. You are just in time to help your brother fight the war."

Thor barely embraced his mother as he gently pushed her behind him, "Tell her Loki on how you have decided to be treacherous to our family. How you came to me and told me father was dead and that mother now hated me. Tell her how you froze the gate keeper Heimdall because he found out that you had allowed the frost giants to enter Asgard. Tell her how you have betrayed our family brother. Repent and we will forgive."

Frigga looked at her youngest son in fear, "You didn't Loki? Tell me your brother lies."

"He lies. I did everything for the good of the kingdom."

"Always a talented liar brother. No more, lay down the staff, surrender to punishment, we can fix this as brothers, as a family, please brother." Thor begged.

Loki seemed to consider for a brief moment, then shrugged, "No I think I will take the unlimited power of the throne, and destroy those monsters of Jotunheim through the power of the bifrost."

Loki darted forward attempting to impale Thor, but he was to fast, blocking the strike, and returning it with one of his own. They engaged in close range combat for several moments, when Thor knocked him to the ground with a mighty swing, however it did him no good, because Loki shifted with a fluid movement that Thor had no time to deflect. The Spear of Odin shot a beam of power that sent him straight through the walls of the throne room causing him to fly through the air. He heard his mothers cry, indicating that Loki had knocked her out or worse, so he whirled his hammer and controlled the winds sending him flying back up towards the throne rooms chambers. When he landed he saw his mother unconscious, but alive. His father was the same, but Loki was already on the move, he hoped Harry and Sif were ready for Loki.

Sif spoke softly, "You saved my life today Harry of Potter. On multiple occasions I fear. I do believe a life debt now exist between us."

Harry shrugged, "Don't stab me in the back or kill me, and I think we can call it even."

She laughed gently, which strangely sounded like music to Harry's ears, "I don't think you quite understand how the warrior system works here on Asgard. If a comrade saves you on the field of battle then their lives belong to that other person."

The green eyed man waved it off, "We had something similar to that on my world, but don't worry about that. Your life doesn't belong to me rest assured."

"You are generous wizard, but I am afraid I cannot turn the other cheek on this."

Sighing he replied, "Do as you must, we can discuss this if we all make it through this day alive."

Harry sensed a great power enter the bifrost bridge, a power he had yet to recognize, making it immediately hostile in his mind. He spoke softly, "Someone is coming, back into corner and prepare to strike if necessary."

Harry heard light foot steps move towards the corner as the figure approached at rapid speeds. When he walked in the bifrost chambers he was wearing dark green armor, without a helmet that looked suspiciously like horns. Harry didn't have to ask who this is, "Hello Loki, I see your brother was not successful in fighting you off. Perhaps I will give you a better fight."

Loki growled pointing the staff at him, "Who are you? I detect a power in you I have never felt before. It feels similar to my own, yet you are no Asgardian, and you are no Jotun, which could only make you..."

"A Wizard? Yeah I have been getting that confusion from a lot of your people, I am afraid I can't explain it to you now as we must do battle for the safety of the realms that your brother keeps yammering on about...Reducto!"

Loki barely had time to register the attack he raised the spear. The spell was a little over powered as it sent the man reeling backwards. Harry didn't stop either, "Stupefy, Perificus Totalus, Incendio!"

The chain spells flew perfectly one after another forcing Loki into a defense. Harry wasn't sure what Sif, was doing, but he hoped she was preparing for something, he didn't think he could keep an attack up as long as he could keep the defense together.

Loki waved the fire away taking deep breaths, "Impressive, let me show you what I have learned."

Loki waved his staff through the air causing hundreds of snakes appear, Harry however laughed as he hissed, "Obey me as I am the King of Snakes!"

All the snakes hissed at him and immediately bowed their heads. Loki stared in awe and confusion. Harry however laughed, "Snakes will not harm, no reptile ever would. Sorry Loki, you will have to do better than that."

Loki growled as he fired off a shotgun like round out of the staff, Harry barely had time to raise a shield, he didn't know how many times he could defend that strike. He didn't have to either as a sheathing sound rang throughout the room and Sif appeared with a sword at Loki's throat, "Surrender Loki, or I will decorate the room in your blood."

Harry felt a magical presence enter the area, he knew a spell of some sort was being performed. Harry gasped as he realized that the Loki in front of him was nearly a mirage now. He quickly casted an accio on Sif, allowing her to narrowly dodge the spear entering her back. Harry lashed out with the darkest of magic, being completely done with the God of Mischief, "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

The sickly green light flew through the air. Loki raised his staff, but it did him little good as it blasted the staff into two pieces. Loki stared in awe as Harry lowered his wand to his chest, "My next one goes to your head, surrender now."

Loki raised his hands making his body shimmer into one that held no armor. At that moment Thor came in, "Great kings of Asgard."

Sif stayed close behind Harry as she shook her head, "You expect me to ignore a life debt, but you keep saving me."

"My friends call it my Saving people problem." Harry explained.

Thor looked between the two in shock, but more towards Harry, "You destroyed the Spear of Odin. How?"

Harry gave his friend a dark look, "The darkest of magic. I knew the spell was a last resort, but he almost killed Sif, and I wouldn't risk her life or mine for his. He killed eighty people at least today. I did what I had to."

Loki growled, "This isn't over wizard."

Harry shrugged flipping out his other wand leveling both at him, "I respectfully disagree."

Before anyone could comprehend it though Loki had a scepter in his hands. A scepter no one had ever seen before. The first blast came to fast, Harry barely raised a shield, but it collapsed under the power. A power that strangely resembled Mjolnir. It sent him spiraling backwards through the room crushing him against the wall. The green eyed man groaned knowing that was going to be a painful recovery. He barely had to comprehend the fight that was taking place before him. Thor and Loki locked in combat, and Loki was now winning the battle. He even managed to blast apart most of the room with the shear power of the scepter. Thor made a desperate attempt to control the situation by holding the hammer into the air, bringing lightning through the the chamber and slamming it into the ground knocking Loki through the chamber wall. Harry thought that had been it for the youngest prince of Asgard, but Thor, charged after him in attempt to help. Harry understood his need to save his family, but he thought it was futile. By the look on Thors face he knew he was right to. He sighed deeply, "Loki is gone."

Then another voice entered the room, "But not forever. He will be back."

Standing at the entrance to the bifrost chambers was an older gentlemen that had an aura of power that nearly blinded Harry. Thor took a knee to the man, as did Sif. Harry struggled to his knee, but the man spoke softly, "Fear not wizard. I understand your injuries. There is no need to bow before me at this time. I have called for the best healers we have. We will have you fixed and battle ready in a matter of hours."

Harry gave the man an appreciative nod, "Thank you my Lord."

Harry recognized that this man made Voldemorts power look like a burst of accidental magic, he knew that it was time to hold his tongue and be the respectful young man he used to be. The All Father spoke in command, "Thor, it is a relief to these old eyes to see you are okay and back in touch with your father. I watched over you in the Odin's sleep you have done well. You have exceeded my expectations of your redemption."

Thor gave his father a weak nod as he grieved for the loss of his brother, "Is there any hope of salvaging the bifrost?"

The All Father gave a light laugh, "Anxious to get back to your mortal friends? Why of course it can be salvaged, only the chamber was destroyed, the bifrost itself is very much intact. As for my spear, that may be an entirely different matter...You young wizard know a great power. I cannot think of many things that would be able to rip the power of my staff in two. I can feel the dark magic that came from that curse, I hope it is not one you have used often. It has been told dark magic can corrupt even the most powerful of wizards."

Harry gave a look of acknowledgment, "I was desperate All Father, it is only the fourth time I have ever had to use that curse. I wasn't sure what effect it would have on Loki, but I suppose the spell even works on Asgardians. I doubt it would kill them, but it will no undoubtedly injure them."

"I hope you are not planning to attack any other Asgardians young Wizard?"

"Of course not my lord, but I think we both know Loki will be back. I felt the power from the scepter. It has a powerful confundus type magic to it. He is now under the control of a greater power. There are trying times ahead for your people." Harry sadly explained.

Odin stroked his beard in thought, "I detected the same, I hope we can count on your help in the future. Wizards and Asgardians have long been allies. Even in the times of war with the Vanir we were allies."

Harry looked to Thor who still looked like he was entering a stage of shock, "Of course my lord. My allegiance goes to your oldest son and heir. Who I understand will soon be king?"

"He has indeed proven himself ready and worthy of the crown. It was you however who saved Asgard today. We are in your debt for protecting the bifrost."

"Never let there be a debt between allies All Father."

The man took a nice smile as he then turned his attention to his oldest son, "We will have bifrost back up in a week. Do not worry, your mortal friends will understand your absence. Now come, let us celebrate, after of course we get all of you healed and checked out. Asgardian healers are matched by none throughout the nine realms."

As he said that medical staff came pouring in helping Harry onto a stretcher and making Thor come in for examination. Even the Lady Sif was forced into a chair until they could examine her. The All Father had left a dozen of his finest guards to make sure none came near the bifrost as well. Harry's vision failed him in and out over the next hour or so. He was treated rather efficiently except for his magical core, which left him to the point he thought he would hit exhaustion. He conformed with some of the doctors about magical practices back in his world, and explained the healing charms he used on Fandral and Sif. He also found out that potion supplies he needed to build basic healing drafts could be found here on Asgard, but not on Midgard as there were no longer magical inhabitants to make the supplies grow. He knew that it would be a good thing that way he still treated it for its value. He would replenish his strengthening solutions that he used today and maybe even dip into a few other more advanced potions that he had come to learn. When they finally cleared him a young nurse handed him his previous clothes as currently he was wearing mostly nothing. It was clear that the girl was oggled by him, though he couldn't understand why as compared to Thor he was rather puny. Plus his scars...maybe that is what she was looking at.

The Lady Sif came in as the nurse stared at him and she smirked, "Having fun Wizard?"

The young nurse blushed and walked away while Harry just shrugged, "With all my scars I am used to having people look at me like that."

"Do you not enjoy the looks of admiration you receive from the female Asgardians?" Sif challenged.

"Its not that...I just haven't had time for women in a while. Don't really think that is going to change anytime soon. I am a busy man, I had hoped that would slow down when I realized I was the last of my kind last night, but I was sorely mistaken if this is how the new world will be."

Sif sat on the bed across from him, "You are a warrior, no? It is your destiny to fight for your life. I can see that much. I may not believe in predicting the future, but sometimes you just look at someone and know. I look at you and I see pain beyond many here on Asgard could even imagine..." Harry looked away from the maiden as she continued, "I also see a loss of hope. I see blood from all your friends and family. You have seen far more in your twenty or so years in life then many see in a thousand."

"Hard to argue with you there." Harry replied gritting his teeth a bit.

"There is always hope young wizard. My father once told me you can find hope in the darkest of caves, there always has to be a bit of light in every tunnel, no matter how small it may be."

Harry nodded his head as Thor came into the room, "Harry of Potter, my father has insisted you wear a nice pair of armor or robes for the party that is to come. You are our guest of honor and hero of the party. You saved the bifrost so please come with me to pick out what you would like."

Harry thought about protesting, but his blonde friend seemed much to distracted. Harry thought any argument with Thor right at that moment would have been in vain, so he nodded his head and followed him outside the room. On his way out however Sif called out, "Save me a dance and a drink wizard."

Harry shrugged, "Should be easy enough, I am not much of a dancer I doubt I will dance much tonight."

Sure enough Harry was rather wrong. He danced with a number of Asgardian women, improving a bit more each time he did so. It helped that Thor's mother Frigga gave him a crash course minutes before the party, but still he was dancing a little to much for his liking.

With the help of a stylist they had chosen him some nice green robes and black robes that may have looked like Slytherin colors, but they did match his emerald green eyes. Harry as a young man was rather enamored with the Asgardian styles of clothing, royalty wore pretty expensive looking ball gowns, while normal people wore anything from armor to dress robes like his. He had seen a whole group of girls walking around in two pieces, Fandral had explained that they were the Valkyries, but to be careful around them because they might just 'cut your balls off if you get handsy'.

It wasn't all about dancing though, their was drinking, eating, which Volstagg seemed to embrace wholeheartedly and even a story telling that took place before they did the last few dances. Harry had been asked to explain his arrival to Midgard and the theory that Thor and himself had come up with. Odin seemed to consider their theory and offer the plausibility behind it all, he did however confirm that there would be no way to send him back to his original dimension. Harry understood and bowed in appreciation at the assistance he offered. The green eyed boy did get some wondrous stares however when he said that he would be returning to protect Midgard in anyway he could. It was after all home to Harry, regardless of how different it was. Odin gave him a promise that Heimdall would be constantly watching him should he ever need to return to Asgard.

They continued to talk about their battle with the destroyer and Harry couldn't help but notice many of the jealous looks Sif got from other Asgardian females when Thor informed them that Harry had saved Sif's life multiple times today. Harry couldn't understand why anyone would want to be under life debt to someone. Harry wasn't sure he wanted to know either, Asgard struck him as the type of place that might just do sex slaves or something extreme like that.

As the story telling came down to the battle that took place at the Asgardian footsteps, people were in awe of Harry's power, especially after hearing he had broken the Spear of Odin. Harry thought that would be such a high crime he'd be killed for it, but sure enough it was more like a achievement, to the mostly warrior race. Some in the crowd seemed upset that Loki had not only gotten away but been so treacherous. Harry could relate...know someone for their whole life and suddenly they turn on you. Its shocking in sometimes the worst way.

As the story telling ended the All Father was heading up to check on things, making sure everyone however stayed behind to have a good time. The only person that followed him after that was Thor. Harry decided it would be best to allow the big guy to go talk to his father, he would after all be on Asgard for a week so he better make friends while they repair the bifrost. As the last few songs came Harry just watched the dancing partners until the final song came on. At that point Sif approached him ,"You promise me a dance wizard."

It was definitely a command, but as Harry looked over the Lady Sif, he was definitely okay with it. She was in a very tight fitting dress that hugged the girls flawless body. Her black hair was in long curly strands, and her breast and hips were plenty large enough to please Harry's eyes. When he walked over to her taking her hip and hand she placed one hand on his waste and another on his hand matching his position. The two danced slowly to the last song as she spoke softly, "I told you, you were a popular dance partner tonight."

Harry shrugged, "I am not big on dancing, only done it once before tonight. It didn't go well last time."

She gave him a questioning look, but chose to ignore it, "Asgard is incredible. It seems more magical than the magical world back home is."

"Then why not stay?" Sif inquired

"I can't do that. I am not destined for a life of peace. Plus I can feel bad things are about to happen. Whoever is controlling Loki's actions with the scepter are going to be responsible for them to. My fear is, if someone can control the supposed God of trickery and mischief who else is he going to be able to control. Thor told me that the frost giant had told them there were traitors as in multiple in the house of Odin. A war is coming my lady. I have fought one and won, I plan to fight another if I must. I have come to learn that I will sacrifice myself to save lives, if I think it can be done then I will do it."

The song continued on with Harry and Sif dancing like no one else was watching, which was not true in the slightest. She put her head on his shoulder as he was clearly taller than her by a solid few inches, "Your a good warrior Harry of Potter, but an even better man. I am in your debt for all you have done today, not just for me, but for Thor as well. I can see how much respect he holds for you, which is never easy coming from one so stubborn. Whatever you two did back on Midgard has bonded the two of you. I have followed Thor most of my adult life, but a life debt never existed between us. Now I meet you and after one battle that we were doomed to lose you saved my life multiple times and tipped the scales to a victory. If you are returning to Midgard then I will follow."

"You don't have to-"

Before he could protest any further Sif pulled him into a seering kiss. He hadn't kissed or been kissed by a girl like this before. Those cheesy romance novels that say a kiss of true love is like fireworks was not lying. He could feel the explosive bouquets of freedom going off around him. The audience clapped as if this was expected, but Harry didn't see it coming. He sure as hell wasn't going to complain, as her body against his felt like heaven, or in this case Valhalla. When they separated he stared into her brown eyes, "Was that for the life debt?"

She laughed lightly, "No...No that was for saving the lives of my people and my friends." She then pulled him back in for another fast kiss as the audience whooped, "That was for saving my life. Any kind of life debt can be worked out at a later time. Goodnight Wizard, I look forward to giving you the grand tour of Asgard tomorrow."

Harry felt his tongue turn to paper as she sauntered away, clearly swaying her hips as she did so. Harry had some really dirty thoughts about following her and see where the night would lead, but knew it wasn't the right thing to do...yet. With the dancing being over and only the drinking to continue he sought out Thor in hope of finding sleeping accommodations. His magical core has been drained twice in barely twenty four hours, he needed some rest.

(A/N) I decided to post a new chapter a few days early, due to the really positive feedback! So please keep it up, and I will do my best to continue on with the story!