"Do you know for certain that your other soul mate is Loki?" Remus questioned, leaning against Sirius. "You said Seraph reacted to Thor's brother but..."
"I don't know," Harry muttered, glancing over at Orion, Seraph and Fawkes. "Does Norse mythology say anything about Loki or about what he is other than norse god?"
"Don't look at me," Sirius said, grinning a little. "I have never read anything about Norse mythology ever. The only thing I know is that Thor is a thunder god."
"Maybe I'll go check out the only bookstore in that tiny town we passed on the way here in the morning," Harry spoke. "It's worth checking out."
"Harry, we didn't just come here to check on you," Remus added. "Amelia Bones is putting Fudge and Umbridge on trial as well as Macnair and all of the other pureblood people that kept you. She wanted you to know."
Sirius narrowed his eyes as he watched Harry take a deep breath. "Pup, you're not there anymore. We got you out."
"I know that, Sirius," Harry remarked dully. "I just wish… things had gone differently. For all that the British wizarding world thinks they're at the top of their game, they're astoundingly prejudiced and fearful. I'm going to bed."
Sirius and Remus watched as Harry got up and walked to the door of the trailer. Orion, Fawkes and Seraph woke up too, padding over to follow their partner.
"You two can stay in here for the night if you like," Harry spoke, turning to look at them just as he opened the door to the night sky. His green/silver eyes were haunted with memories and Sirius winced, understanding what Harry was going through. But his godson had already made it clear that he didn't really enjoy touch when memories were sticking to him. "I already cleared it with Coulson. There's beds on the side wall that turn out."
"Seraph, you up for flight?" Harry asked quietly, turning to look at the blue bird. She trilled a question, her red eyes narrowed as she watched him. Orion was on the other side of him, quietly purring away in content. Fawkes was already in the air, his flames muted to avoid being seen by non SHIELD agents.
Seraph chirped and dipped her head in a nod, leaning towards him a little. Harry sighed and wrapped his arms around her, not really minding the cold. He idly wondered why Loki had reacted so much to Seraph's icy look. He felt Orion butt his head against his back and grinned before pulling away and changing into his animagus form, taking flight almost instantly.
Clint watched as Seraph flew over the SHIELD compound. The big blue bird flew almost lazily alongside the red fire bird and… Clint could almost see another bird, though he wasn't certain if it was the moon that was causing the bird… thing to look white or if the creature was white in color naturally.
A joyous trill woke Thor from his sleep. He blinked his eyes open, his hand reaching out instinctively for Mjolnir before he remembered the past few days. He was on the roof of Jane and Erik's building, lying on a reclining chair and he looked up into the night sky. He heard the roar of the big cat that he had met today and grinned, feeling the little sparks of thunder through the air as the cat grew closer. Thor slowly rose up, swinging his legs over the chair and made sure that Jane didn't wake at his noise.
He ambled over to the side of the roof and glanced down, watching as the cat, Orion, Harry had called it, ran through the streets. It looked like the cat was running while watching something up in the air. Thor followed Orion's gaze and peered up into the sky, seeing the unfamiliar stars of Midgard until he saw Seraph, the bird that Loki had unfavorably reacted to. The blue bird was flying next to the red bird that Harry had not introduced but Thor could see the bird's red wings glowing with fire.
As Thor watched, the red bird looked down at him and started to sing. A feeling of contentment and safety emanated from the bird's song and then the two creatures were interrupted mid flight by a huge white creature. The white… animal flew into the middle of the two and sang along with them, opening its mouth and creating a beautiful piece of music.
Thor wondered if that kind of animal was native to Midgard, as he hadn't seen or heard such a beautiful creature before. Perhaps the creature was made white by the moonlight. He smiled softly at the freedom that the animal was taking so much joy in. The creature in the middle was flying loops around the other two birds and practically humming with delight.
Watching the blue bird made Thor wonder what made Loki react that way. Loki had never reacted to an animal that way nor had he the same reaction to ice before. Sure, Loki had always been uncomfortable in extreme heat and extreme cold but Thor had never noticed Loki to be uncomfortable in Jotunheim. He sighed, wishing that he could go back to Asgard and find out what was wrong with his brother. Thor hoped that it wasn't more people whispering about Loki behind his back now that Thor was gone. He had tried to keep people to stop calling Loki a coward behind his brother's back and had tried to shield Loki from what people were calling him.
Harry had made it seem like magic was a normal thing on Midgard. A thing that he didn't exactly revel in but it wasn't like Thor had heard people call him a coward. The other agents hadn't said a word about Harry or his magic in Thor's presence. He wondered if Harry was a powerful wizard, wondered how he compared with his brother.
"Thor? Are you okay?"
He turned around to see Jane sitting up and wiping her eyes, blinking up at him. He grinned and walked back to the chair that he had been sleeping in. "I am okay. You need not worry."
Sirius glanced in through the window of the room where Harry was sleeping. The SHIELD agent with the bow had showed him and Remus where Harry's bunk was in the morning, telling them that Harry hadn't checked in until the wee hours of the morning. And from what Sirius could see Harry was deeply asleep, having gotten tired out from the flight and the emotions from last night. Remus had seen him right before they had fallen asleep and had said that Harry had looked… happy in the air. Happier than he had been when they had watched him leave the trailer they had spent the night in.
"Am I to understand you are his godfather?"
Sirius turned to look at the middle aged man before him. The guy was wearing a muggle suit and sunglasses that shielded him from the early morning sun.
"Yes, I am," Sirius offered, holding out his hand. "And you would be..."
"Agent Coulson. I introduced Harry to SHIELD."
Sirius nodded. "Right… How has he been fitting in?"
"Sirius!"
Remus came walking over, rolling his eyes. "We're not his parents and nor is he a teenager anymore."
"I'm his godfather," Sirius retorted.
Coulson snorted. "He's been fitting in fine. However, with his… situation, he'll need to come up with a solution sometime in the near future."
"Situation?" Remus repeated, narrowing his eyes.
"He is immortal, right?" Coulson confirmed.
"He told you?" Sirius questioned.
"He is standing right here."
Sirius and Remus turned around, both with a sheepish look in their eyes, as they saw Harry step out of the trailer.
"Yes, I told him," Harry explained, a hint of exasperation in his voice. "Coulson and Fury are the only ones who know. Though there is someone who is trying to guess what I am. He is so far from the truth now."
"Stark?" Coulson asked, a knowing look in his brown eyes.
Harry nodded, his green eyes lighting up with mischief. "His last guess was werewolf."
Remus snorted. "Who is this Stark?"
Coulson's lips twitched up into a grin. "Tony Stark. He is the CEO of Stark Industries. His dad founded it and Tony built weapons for the company. Now..."
"Tony is the one that the muggles call Iron Man," Harry finished, wiping his eyes of the sleep. He was now in casual clothes, a light green t-shirt and jeans. Of course, the t-shirt had slits in the back of it to provide for his wings but most people only saw a shirt and no wings. "I met him just a few days ago and we've been texting back and forth since. Since you guys don't need me just now, I'm going to visit the local bookstore. If you need me, text."
"You're looking up Norse myths too?"
Erik Selvig looked up from the book he was reading through to see a man that he had seen at the SHIELD encampment. The man wasn't wearing a suit like the SHIELD agents had been but maybe that meant that the man was off duty. He had long black hair and green eyes that had flecks of silver in them, which made Erik raise an eyebrow. And the man had a strange scar on his forehead, one that took the shape of a lightning bolt that forked downward.
The man shrugged. " It's a long story. Mind if I share this table?"
"You're the one that Thor invited for lunch," Erik said, cluing into the man's British accent.
"Yeah? What of it?"
"You're also a SHIELD agent."
"Yes. I can go to a lunch that a Norse god invited me to and still be a SHIELD agent," the man remarked nonchalantly, pulling out one of the books that Erik had grabbed and opening it.
"You think Thor's a Norse god?"
"I know he's a Norse god," the man spoke. "I'm the expert that SHIELD called into look at the hammer."
Erik raised an eyebrow. "SHIELD has experts on this? On Norse mythology?"
"Not only that."
The guy started to flip through the pages, scowling at one of them before turning to the next one. Erik was about to turn back to his own book, having decided to look on his own, when the man stopped moving. The SHIELD agent's green eyes widened so much that Erik thought they would pop out of the man's eyes. The man across from him stared down at the book, his face losing color at an alarming rate.
"What?"
"Oh... nothing," the man muttered. "Thor's brother..."
"Loki?"
The man looked up at him, appearing to study Erik before sighing. He watched as the man raised his hand over the page in the book then waved it over it, muttering something under his breath. Erik's eyes widened as a piece of parchment appeared in front of the man and as he watched, writing appeared on the parchment. It looked to be the same writing as was in the book.
Once the writing stopped appearing, the man tucked the parchment away and closed the book. He looked at Erik, who continued to stare at him in bewilderment, and grinned a little.
"I did say I was an expert."
"May I speak to Thor briefly?"
Jane raised an eyebrow at the man's request and looked back at where Thor was cooking breakfast. Darcy was helping him, humming along with the music from her regained Ipod. Thor had rescued it last night from the SHIELD agents, also bringing back her notebook.
Erik stepped around the strange man and walked over to sit down at the table in the middle of the room. When they sat around the table, they could look out at the town that was in front of them through the floor to ceiling windows. Jane occasionally sat and watched the sun rise in the kitchen in the times that she didn't stay on the roof. Now the mid morning sun shone through the windows, lighting up the place with natural light.
"He's not here to steal anything," Erik commented, grabbing a glass from a cabinet. "I don't know what I was thinking when I went to the bookstore with a full hangover."
The new guy snorted. "You guys go to the local pub last night?"
"Pub?" Thor repeated, turning around with the frying pan in his hands.
"Tavern," Jane explained. "Some Brits call them pubs."
Harry walked over and stopped by the table, sniffing the air. "Those smell good. Hey, did you know your brother's a frost giant?"
Thor stopped moving, his blue eyes widening so much that Harry thought they would fall out of his head. "My brother's a what?"
"What's a frost giant?" Darcy asked. "Is that like a-"
Darcy was interrupted by a loud thunk against the windows. They all turned around to look out and Harry's eyes widened.
Three men and one woman were standing up against the wall, all strangely dressed. All had various weapons and armor, much like the rough drawings in the book that Harry had looked at.
"What." Darcy stared at them, uttering the one word that echoed Harry's feelings and probably Jane and Erik's too.
"My friends!" Thor exclaimed, starting to smile before looking back at Harry. He narrowed his eyes, appearing to be in thought. Thor studied Harry before looking back at the people at the door, opening his mouth. "That is why Loki reacted to your frost bird."
"That's what I think," Harry remarked, stepping closer to the other man and swiping a bite of eggs. Thor watched him take a bite, following his movements with his eyes. "I can't think of any other explanation other than Loki might have had frost related trauma at one point. Did he?"
"No, at least none that I can think of..." Thor trailed off, walking over to open the door to let his 'friends' in. "Welcome!"
