"My youngest is Fenrir," Loki started, going to sit down in one of the corners of the chamber of the still in progress Bifrost. "One of the Death Eaters that you spoke of was named Fenrir, if I read your memories correctly."
Harry went to join him, sitting down across from him. Heimdall was standing watch not far away but Harry could tell that he wasn't listening. Or already knew what they were talking about. "Yeah, he was sent to Azkaban. Nasty bugger."
Loki smirked then continued. "My son is a wolf most of the time and only shows his human form to people he trusts."
"When you say he's a wolf, I... he's not a normal sized wolf, is he?" Harry asked, idly putting his hand in one of Loki's. "I saw your memories but I was a little hesitant about knowing whether those were true or not. Also, Norse mythology on Earth has a lot of inconsistencies."
Loki chuckled and held up the hand that wasn't entwined with Harry's. A green translucent wolf appeared on his hand and grew bigger with each minute. "Fenrir can grow to the size of a building."
Harry gaped. "Any building? Like Stark Tower?"
"No, I don't believe so. However, it's been a long, long time since I've seen him," Loki commented, looking more worn than Harry had seen him in a while. The wolf on Loki's palm trotted around and howled. Loki sighed and made a fist with his hand, vanishing the wolf and the magic.
"Where is he now?"
Loki winced and turned away. "Odin had him chained in a remote realm far from here where he can't do any damage. Those barbarians put a sword through his mouth for reassurance... That was the last time I saw him."
Harry shuddered and squeezed Loki's hand. "Why? Did they have-"
"Odin claimed that my son was going to bring about Ragnarok," Loki muttered. "Or have something important to do in the last of days."
"Well, that's..." Harry trailed off, closing his eyes. "They're only encouraging Fenrir to fear and be angry toward the Asgardians. Does Odin even realize that?"
"I have tried to talk to Odin to petition to get Fenrir released," Loki remarked, scrubbing a hand over his face tiredly. "He has not listened to reason."
"What about the others? Are they... chained up too?" Harry questioned. "Surely..."
"Hela is the goddess of the underworld. Everyone thought she was a monster, she was said to be 'so ugly'. Helheim," Loki explained in a detached tone of voice. He sounded like he was a little... dead inside. And rightly so, Harry watched with dread as Loki recited what had happened to the rest of his children. "Jormungandr was thrown into the Midgardian oceans. Odin rides Sleipnir like a common horse. Narfi and Vali were killed, to punish me."
Harry stared and dimly heard the furniture around the room pick up from the floor. Vases of flowers rose up from the tables, his duffel bag that he had taken with him on this trip rose into the air. Loki's eyes widened and a small hesitant smile grew.
"THAT'S IT! ODIN!"
Frigga was sitting in her favorite room in the palace, where the sun came in from all sides. She was practicing a little magic after having seen a potential future for her sons. One in which the strange midgardian wizard hadn't been in the secret base where Loki had touched down. That future had ended poorly, for all of them. Loki had continued to grow angry, lonely, and royally pissed off. She had seen a little then had shut her eyes at the rest of the images.
This morning she had seen a new future, one with happiness and love for both her sons.
"My dear wife."
She turned to see Odin enter through the door and frowned. "Husband, if you can recall, this is my room."
Odin smiled softly then stilled, turning around to look out the still open door.
"I feel it too," Frigga remarked, standing up. "It does... It feels like Harry's magic."
"ODIN, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"
Frigga strode out of her room, with Odin right behind her. She could hear Thor's voice briefly then the Einherjar around the hallway shuffled over to stand in front of them.
"My king. My queen. It may not be wise to stay here."
Frigga rolled her eyes as Odin ordered the guards to flank them. A few more guards were coming to stand with them too. Fandral came rushing in, sword drawn.
"My dear, I don't think we're in danger," Frigga said softly.
Odin glanced at her then at the approaching Midgardian. The Master of Death on Midgard was quite powerful when he was angry and he looked angry as he strode toward them. Objects were flying around him, lifted by a phantom wind. His eyes looked like they were glowing green.
"ODIN! I did not want to rock the metaphorical boat here," Harry declared as he walked up to stand in front of the assembled guards. "But I'm going to rock the boat here. I need to talk to you."
Loki was standing nearby with a small smile, part amused and part in awe. Thor was also standing next to Loki, quietly laughing. The guards were standing still around them
Frigga watched as Odin sighed, tightened his hold on Gungnir then relaxed. "Very well. It would be best if we talked in one of my rooms, if that would be okay?"
Harry stared at Odin then turned to look at Frigga, who smiled at him and winked. He blushed a little then turned to follow Odin to the meeting room. After Harry and Odin had disappeared from view, she saw Thor turn to Loki, who was now smiling.
"You have chosen well, brother," Thor commented, smiling broadly. "Perhaps he'll be able to persuade father."
Loki chuckled.
"I think maybe," Thor started, glancing at Loki. "You love him?"
Loki stiffened and turned to his... brother. "I... I hadn't... Thor... I do."
Thor smiled. "Good."
"...And what made you think not telling Loki of his heritage before all of this happened was a good idea, hmm? 'Cause it backfired a lot in my opinion. Also, teaching your children, one of whom is a frost giant, to hate the frost giants? Not a good move."
Odin stared at him. "I wanted them to believe they were the same, equal. I did not expect Thor, Loki, the Lady Sif and the Warriors Three to go to Jötunheim when they did."
Harry sighed, started to pace. "Still might have wanted to tell him anytime before that. So... his children? WHY THE HELL DID YOU TREAT THEM THE WAY YOU TREATED THEM? If anyone treated my godson the way you treated his children, I would hunt them down."
Odin blinked. "There were prophecies made of them. Two of them have important roles in Ragnarok."
"Yeah, so? It's like what I told Loki. You're only making Fenrir hate you guys," Harry replied. "If you keep him chained up and with a sword in his mouth, he'll only get worse and worse. And it's clearly killing your son too. He's not allowed to see them courtesy of you, right? Let them go."
"I... will think about it," Odin remarked, walking over to the door. "Now if you will excuse me, I have court business to attend to."
The second that Odin heard a thump, he turned around and started. Harry was on the floor, writhing in place.
"Father! What?"
Loki ran through the doorway and went to Harry's side, green magic already flowing around him.
"Harry! Wake up!"
Frigga and Thor raced in as well, with Frigga going right for Loki's side.
"Mother, have you done enough research on Thanos to counter this?" Thor asked, kneeling on the other side of Harry. Loki looked stricken and so did Harry but the midgardian wizard was unconsious.
"I have read a few pages in the Book of History," Frigga said, eyebrows drawn together in worry. "I'm not sure it's enough however."
"He's not responding to my magic," Loki murmured, running a hand over Harry's cheek. "Sváss, wake up!"
Odin started and turned to look at Frigga's knowing look.
"Frigga, go get your book. Loki, your beloved will be fine. We need to be patient," Odin ordered, going to order the guards to go fetch Heimdall. And just as Frigga was standing up, there was a burst of magic in the room. A few of the guards outside yelped and Odin could feel a strange magic coming into and through the room, focusing on... Harry. Smoke raced through the room as well, as if it was not smoke but something else.
Once the smoke was cleared, Loki, Thor, Frigga and Odin all gasped in surprise. Harry was gone...
AN: Okay, I have a tentative question for you guys: Do you want this story/series to be Mpreg? I've never written that kind of story but I'm willing to try for this one.
