Hermione took deep rushed breaths as she ran through the forest. Every movement she made brought pain to her body as the enchanted limbs of trees reached and scratched at her as she raced passed. She jumped over logs and dodged moss covered boulders as she her eyes searching for any sign of him.

"Harry!" She shouted at the top of her lungs as she broke through from the forest. "Harry!" She ran towards the castle her feet slamming so hard against the ground she could feel it reverberate up through her body. She made it past the pumpkin patch up onto the ruins before running through the dark corridors. "Harry! Harry where are you!" She screamed as she ran passed numerous dead bodies of enemy's and friends alike. "Harry!"

"Hermione!?" She smiled softly as she came to a stop seeing Harry in the courtyard. She jumped over a railing and ran towards him. He seemed so far away from her, barely a speck in the distance.

"Harry!"

"Hermione don't!" She ignored him and rushed forward. Her eyes widened as she watched Voldemort step into courtyard standing right before Harry his wand raised.

"Harry!" she screamed. "Harry watch out! Harry!" he just stared at her as a green haze exploded from Voldemorts wand. "Harry!" She watched as Harry was thrown back a green light striking his body.

Hermione jolted up in bed as her chest heaving. Her hand gripped onto her chest as she stared out at her dark room. She closed her eyes tightly still being able to see the green haze before her.

"Harry…" she said to herself softly. After a long moment had passed she slowly got out of her bed her legs feeling like gelatin. After finding her footing she slowly walked over to her trunk and opened it up. She reached inside and grabbed a small box. She opened it up and stared down at her time turner. She took it out of the case and slowly put it around her neck. She held it before her eyes and went to spin it.

I can't… She pulled her hand away from it, stopping herself from turning the appropriate amount of times. It's wrong to meddle with time… A knock sounded and she quickly tucked the turner into her shirt away from sight.

"Come in…" she said trying to not sound as weak as she felt. The door opened and Loki peaked in, the room was unusually dark. "Eradia…" She said practically reading his mind and light slowly filled the room. Loki smiled before he tilted his head. Hermione looked pale, paler then she had been when she had been stabbed the night before. He walked over to her and cupped her cheek feeling that she was cold and clammy.

"Are you alright? You look like death."

"Just what every girl wants to hear." She said with a smile which didn't reach her eyes. "So what brings you here?"

"I came to check on the fairest lady in Asgard." She laughed as he smiled.

"You really do know how to put a smile on my face." Hermione said and he smiled even more. "So what do you want to do today?"

"Well I had my ideas but now that I see the state of you I think you should stay in bed and rest. Especially after the fight you were in last night."

"I didn't stay in bed the day after the war I won't stay in bed today after that tiny fight."

"You were stabbed."

"I've had-."

"Worse I know…" He said with a smile. "Still I think you should rest."

"Come on I need to get back up on my feet. Let's do something fun." She said taking his hands in hers.

"Well we could take a walk through the enchanted gardens." He said. "I would say go for a horse ride but I think that would be a bit rough on your body. Though we could go on a slow horse ride, take some books, read and meal by one of the streams…"

"Mmm…" she looked up in thought. "Okay." She said with a smile. "Sounds like an amazing time… I'm going to go get dressed."

"I'll wait here." He said with a smile before he walked to the door and motioned for a guard to come close to tell him what he wished to be set up. After a few moments Hermione came out wearing a gold tone casual Grecian dress that flowed around her softly and ended right above her knees. It had red chiffon straps draping off her shoulders elegantly. Loki smiled, she really was the most beautiful creature he had ever set eyes on.

"Where's your necklace?" he asked seeing she only had a gold chain which was sticking down into her dress out of sight.

"Right here." She said having it in hand and he nodded. "I don't sleep with it on afraid it might break while I toss and turn." She said putting it on. "I'm very careful with it." He smiled as she walked over and linked her arm with his.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Yes." She said. "Am I showing too much leg for you?" she asked and he laughed remembering the night he had come onto her for the first time.

"Not at all…" he said "You could show a bit more."

"I could go change if you wish." She said with a cheeky look.

"No." he said quickly. "I don't want anyone seeing those legs and falling for you." She shook her head as she laughed.

-o-

Hermione smiled as she looked around the enchanted forest. They were moving more slowly than they usually did, so she was getting to enjoy the scenery more. Before she thought forests filled with magic were dark and dreary, after all that was her only experience with them. But nothing was dark in this forest. No. Everything was light and whimsical.

"Loki?" she asked.

"Yes?"

"Does this forest have a name?" she asked and he smiled.

"Of course it does… It's the Frigga enchanted forest… My father named it after my mother when they were married. He said it only came as close to being as enchanting as she was."

"How romantic." She said with a soft expression. "So… I am to take from that, that he wasn't always so bitter?"

"No… My father has grown restless in his later years." He said one arm wrapped securely around her body so she wouldn't fall off the horse. "Funny enough he mirrors Thors feelings when it comes to succession."

"So it's already been decided then, Thor will be made King."

"Yes." Loki said his jaw clenching.

"He doesn't strike me as the kingly type." She said.

"No?" he asked looking down at her.

"He's far too young, and war hungry… A king shouldn't be war hungry."

"What should a king be like in yours eyes?" He asked and she smiled knowing what he was getting at.

"Well I think a king should be cunning… Maybe a little mischievous…" he smiled. "Also I think he should be tall and lean with black hair and stunning green eyes."

"Thor is blonde with blue eyes."

"Is he?" Hermione asked looking over her shoulder. "Oh well would you look at that, you have black hair and green eyes." He smiled as she laughed and looked forward once more.

"I am also cunning and mischievous."

"You are indeed…" Loki took on a thoughtful expression.

"Do you really think I'd make a good king?" He asked quietly and Hermione leaned back into him and touched the arm which was wrapped tightly around her body.

"I think you'd make a great King, Loki." He smiled softly. "But if it's not to be it's not to be… As my mother said, if a train doesn't stop at your station it wasn't meant to be your train… Though I do think you're meant for greatness."

"I just wish I knew what that greatness was…" He smiled. "I know… Let's go to midgard. You can claim it for you and you can name yourself Queen like you've been joking about." She laughed. "And I will stand at your side as your king."

"What makes you think I'd take you as my King?" she asked looking over her shoulder at him.

"Well if I were King I'd take you as my Queen."

"What makes you think I'd let you take me as your Queen?" she asked with a soft smile.

"You do not wish to rule?" He asked.

"Not even a bit… I've bared the weight of a world on my shoulders, I do not wish to do so again."

"What if by some chance I was made King?" He asked.

"I would stand at your side if you wished, but I would never take the title as Queen."

"You're the first woman to ever say that to me." He said with a smile before laughing. "I think you're the first woman I've ever encountered who had no ambitions to be queen…"

"Does it upset you?" She asked wondering if you indifference to the throne made him angry.

"No… Quite the opposite." He said with a smile as they broke through a line of trees. Hermione smiled seeing blankets and pillows set up by a stream with a small table filled with food and wine. Loki got off the horse first before resting his hands on Hermione's hips and lifting her down as she rested her hands on his shoulders.

"Tell me Loki…" she said as he set her on the ground. "Do you really wish to be King, or do you wish to only be Thors equal in the eyes of your father?" He smiled softly as he looked her over.

"Yes." Was all he said and she nodded with a smile.

"I wish to tell you something."

"Tell me then." He said and she slowly nodded trying to choose her words carefully.

"I've seen true greatness in my time… I thought I would never see it again, and then I met you…" She rested a hand on his chest. "I saw it right away… You have the same ambition in your eyes... And the fear."

"You see fear?" he asked and she smiled softly.

"Yes."

"What am I to be afraid of?"

"I don't know… You tell me." He searched his own heart for the answer, knowing he could give it without Hermione judging him.

"I'm… Afraid… That I don't fit." He shook his head. "That doesn't make sense."

"Yes it does." She said cupping his cheek and bringing his eyes to hers once more. "But Loki, the most extraordinary people in life usually aren't the ones to fit in, but the ones who stand out." He smiled softly.

"Well… You would know wouldn't you?" He asked before moving forward and capturing her lips with his. As he kissed her he reached up and took a flower hanging from a tree. When he pulled away he looked over Hermione as he tucked it behind her ear. "A Beautiful flower for a beautiful goddess…" She smiled softly. "Come now, I wish you to read to me… That is if you'd entertain the notion."

"Well… You asked so nicely."

-o-

Hermione held the book in front of her face as she laid back on a pillow and read aloud. Loki moved down from her side and she took a breath as she felt him lay his head on her lower abdomen his fingers entangling with her free hand. Hermione smiled softly as she continued to read. This was an intimate side to Loki she hadn't seen yet, and she had to admit she didn't mind it.

Loki let his eyes move over Hermione's long slender fingers. For the first time in a long time he felt free. Free of judgment. Free of prying eyes. In that moment there was no world around him, it was just him and Hermione. His eyes drifted closed as he felt her hand move from his to slowly move through his hair. It was an intoxicating feeling. It instantly put him at ease. Hermione smiled softly as she finished the book. Loki's eyes opened instantly missing the sound of her calm voice.

"Are you done?" he asked looking up at her.

"We've read through the whole book." She said still playing with his soft black hair.

"I just got comfortable…" He said and she smiled.

"It's the only book we brought."

"Remind me to bring more books next time."

"Will do. You don't have to move just yet if you don't want…" She said and Loki nodded before he laid his head back down. Hermione smiled as she continued to run her fingers through his hair. Loki let his eyes go over her legs where her dress was riding up slightly on her thigh. His hand slowly set on her skin and Hermione let her eyes drift closed as she felt his hand cascade up and down her legs. She felt his hand move up under her dress and rest on her hip as he came over her body. Her eyes opened just as he brushed his lips across hers.

She sighed contently into his mouth as his other hand cupped her cheek in hand. Hermione wasn't sure what had brought this on but she was glad it had. She liked when they kissed, and had wondered when they would progress to something more. Loki smiled against her mouth as their tongues moved together perfectly in sync. Before when women were with him they fumbled far too nervous to not only enjoy the experience but please him as well. Hermione though was right at his pace.

Hermione took a deep breath as he kissed down her neck. Everywhere he touched her, heat seemed to ignite beneath her skin. She could feel her cheeks flush with excitement. Honestly she never thought she would ever get the chance to be with someone like this. Not believing anyone viewed her in that way, but Loki did, and the confidence that gave her was exhilarating. Loki pulled back and let his fingers drift over her cleavage as he gave a soft smile. His hand then cupped her cheek as he looked her over. Hermione's russet eyes smoldered up at him as his thumb brushed over her bottom lip which had grown swollen from kissing. He let his other hand move from her hip to the inside of her leg and he smiled as he watched her eyes slowly drift closed.

The passion he was feeling at that moment was like nothing he had ever experienced. They weren't even having relations but he felt a fire within himself like he had never experienced while in the throes of love making with other women. He let his thumb move against her clit and he smiled as she let out a soft moan. He knew in that moment he would live to hear that sound for the rest of his life.

"Loki…" she pushed his hand away.

"Let me." He beckoned.

"No…" she sat up and took a deep breath.

"What is it?" he asked as he moved away from her.

"Someone is coming."

"I hear no one." He said as his hand moved out from under her dress. Just as he did he sighed heavily hearing the sound of horse hooves.

"Sire, Lady Hermione." A guard greeted walking forward.

"What is it you want?" Loki asked and Hermione smiled, he seemed angry that they had been interrupted. In truth Hermione was a little put out as well.

"I come with news from your brother his royal highness prince-."

"Yes I know who my brother is." He said quickly and Hermione smiled.

"Get a little angry when your worked up…" she said softly as she got up and walked away Loki smirking as she did.

"He wishes for you and Lady Hermione to join he, Sif and the warriors three for dinner in honor of Hermione, other guests will be attending as well."

"When is it to be held?" Hermione asked as Loki stood.

"In a few short hours."

"We should head back." She said to Loki who slowly nodded.

"Indeed." He turned to the guard. "Send our acceptance to my brother."

"Yes your royal highness." The guard said before quickly heading off. Hermione smiled as she walked to Loki who looked put out.

"Come… My brother summons." Loki drawled.

"It'll be fun…" she said with a smile. "I'm not sure why I'm having a banquet held in my honor but you know it sounds like a good time." He smiled as he cupped her cheek in his hand. She kissed him gently before walking off. "Come let us head off to get ready for a splendid evening."

-o-

George sighed heavily as he sat within the library Hermione had disappeared from. He had been there for over three hours. Trying to retrace her steps. There had been video footage of her. But one second she was there the next second the video cut out and she was gone. He was angry with himself. Angry because he had let himself get so distant from Hermione, he should have been keeping an eye out on her like his little brother Ron would have wanted. But how could he after what had happened between them?

-o-

Hermione smiled as she closed the door to her bedroom. She was wearing a Grecian dress with quarter length sleeves that draped off her shoulders beautifully. Of course it was in the color of a light rose gold with maroon lace around the bottom of the skirt and sleeves, but those were the colors in her wardrobe, and it was what she was expected to wear from what had appeared in her closet as of late.

"No, this won't do." She smiled as she turned to see Loki walking forward. "You're far too beautiful march back into your room and put something ugly on." She laughed as his hands set on her hips. "I can't risk other men falling for you."

"Which would make me assume that you have fallen for me." He smiled mischievously. Before he could answer a boisterous laugh sounded.

"There she is the woman of the hour." Thor said moving forward Lady Sif at his side.

"Thor you really don't have to throw this party for me." Hermione said.

"Of course I do." He said. "You were nearly killed last night."

"I wasn't even close to being killed, trust me I've faced death and it looks nothing like what went down last night." He said and Thor laughed.

"Spoken like a true warrior." He leant his arm and Lokis jaw clenched. "May I walk you?" he inquired.

"I don't see why not, that is if Lady Sif doesn't mind."

"Why would I?" she asked with a smile. As Loki watched Thor walk away Hermione's arm linked with his he felt quite jealous. That was until she looked over her shoulder at him with a longing expression. Loki slowly moved forward swallowing his jealousy, taking small comfort in the fact that she had looked back at him as she walked away with Thor. When they entered the room of the banquet, applause by a group of fifty people broke out.

"Thor who are these people?" She asked quietly.

"Friends of mine now yours." He said with a smile.

"So you can name everyone in here?" she asked.

"Not even if I had a list." He muttered and she laughed softly. Loki eyed Hermione instantly. No one made her laugh, no one other than him of course.

"Alright you've escorted her in I'll take it from here." Loki said leading Hermione down the stairs. She smiled as she looked over Loki whose jaw was clenching. He was jealous. Genuinely so.

"Let the dinner commence followed by dancing and tales of battle!" Thor said and everyone cheered. Loki pulled out a chair for Hermione who sat down.

"Thank you…" she said as he took a seat himself. As he came to a sitting position Hermione kissed him on the cheek. He smiled as he took his seat. Something about that little sign of affection had put him completely at ease. He took her hand under the table and she smiled at him softly.

"So Lady Hermione…" She looked up and tilted her head seeing a young woman with long blonde hair and mousy features with bright blue eyes. "Tell us about Midgard and your tales of war." Loki looked up quickly as anyone who knew Hermione went dead silent.

"My… My tales of war?" she asked with a kind smile. "I'm afraid I can't do that see I've taken some advice of new friends and am writing about what happened in a book, if I told it now no one would read it."

"A good answer." Thor said and Hermione smiled.

"When will the book be finished?" Sif asked.

"Well the first one should be finished in a months time." Hermione said.

"The first one?" Loki asked.

"Well this war took many years to officially start and the beginning is just as important as the end so yes there will be more than one book… One for each year I should think." She said looking to him.

"Well I'm looking forward to it." The mousy girl said. "I hear it's a fascinating tale and there are many whispers as to what you accomplished."

"Oh I'd like to hear the theories." Hermione said with a smile. "I'm sure they're far more interesting then what actually went down."

"That you battled a huge dragon." Volstagg said.

"No I didn't but my friend did." She said with a smile.

"Have you ever battled any exotic creatures?" someone asked and she looked up in thought.

"Yes there was a troll, a werewolf, dementors, honestly too many dark creatures to name including a giant three headed dog who was quite viscous. Oh and a very naughty tree that liked to take a swipe at anyone who passed." They laughed and Hermione knew they thought she was joking.

"Sounds like nothing compared to the frost giants the all father battled." Someone said with a scoff.

"Hermione's war may have been against a different foe but she worked just as hard as my father in winning her battle." Loki said and Hermione looked to him surprised he had jumped to her defense.

"Well said Brother." Thor said with a nod.

"Thank you…" Hermione said quietly to Loki who nodded.

"Eat something you didn't touch any of the food today by the stream…" Loki said and she smiled as a plate of food appeared before her.

"Worried about me?" she asked and he smirked.

"Always." He said quietly and she smiled more to herself then to him.

-o-

After a while of eating and conversing a man walked to Hermione's side he was just as tall as Loki but with a defined jaw, ginger hair, and crystal blue eyes.

"Lady Hermione can I have this dance?"

"Uhm…" she looked to Loki to see he had gone off to talk to Thor about something. A hand appeared before her and she looked to it before looking up at the man. "Why not." She said not wanting to be rude. He smiled as he lifted her to her feet and led her out onto the dance floor. "So you know my name but I know not yours." She said keeping him at arms length as they danced.

"Cross." He said.

"Cross… Interesting name." she said.

"So is Hermione." He said and she smiled softly before looking to Loki. It felt wrong to be dancing with someone else.

"What is it you wanted to speak to me about?" Loki inquired of his brother.

"Last night… What Hermione did to the man who attacked you… Do you know what that was?" He asked.

"As hard as it is for me to admit… Hermione knows things when it comes to magic that I could barely think up of in my dizziest day dreams. People say I'm a master of magic but since meeting Hermione I think this to not be true…"

"Brother I know Hermione has been through a lot, but if she would join us in our battles we would be unstoppable…"

"Hermione will not fight not unless she is protecting others." Loki said looking to him and Thor smiled.

"Well then she would protect us."

"Yes but she'll never join us."

"Perhaps if you asked." Loki looked at Thor.

"I won't ask that of her Thor…" He said with a serious expression.

"Loki… My dear sweet mischievous Brother…" Thor said as Loki took a sip of wine. "She needs to get over the war she was through-."

"It's not that easy…" Loki said.

"Why not?" Thor asked and Loki looked at him.

"Hermione isn't just plagued by memories of war, she's plagued by the deaths of friends, deaths of family members, guilt over things she feels she failed at and… Something else I cannot speak of, something very private she shared with me…" He said thinking back on the scars she had shown him. "Now… I don't want to hear of this again Thor…"

"Loki-."

"We're not talking about it anymore." Loki said and Thor just smiled. "Now I'm going to go rejoin with her…" He looked to the table and tilted his head to see she was gone. "Where'd she go?"

"Dance floor brother." Thor said with a smirk and Loki looked to see Hermione being passed from one man to another. "Off he goes…" Thor said as Loki quickly walked to the dance floor.

"You are quite the skilled dancer." A random man remarked.

"Thank you, so kind of you to say." She said softly looking for Loki to see he wasn't at Thors side anymore.

Where did he go?

"May I cut in…" she smiled softly hearing his voice and turned to look at him to see he was glaring into the man who had her in his arms.

"Of course Prince Loki." The man said stepping aside. Loki took Hermione in his arms pulling her closer to his body then she had allowed any other man to do. He glared into the man as he backed away along with another group of men who had been waiting to dance with Hermione.

"Thank you…" He looked to Hermione. "They were passing me about so I couldn't keep up…" She whispered and he looked her over to see she seemed grateful.

"I have to wonder why you even allowed yourself to be taken to the dance floor in the first place." She looked to him, he seemed annoyed maybe even a little bit angry.

"I didn't want to be rude…" She said with a shrug.

"It's not rude to deny a man who isn't your own."

"Are you saying you're my man?" She asked with a mischievous look.

"I'm saying that we chose to be with one another, and when you dance with another man, that makes me think you weren't serious." She smiled.

"You're jealous and there's no need to be, I really just was trying to be nice." She said with a sincere look.

"Rumors spread, everyone knows that you are with me… I'm angry that they even thought they were allowed to speak to you let alone take you for a few rounds around the dance floor… I'm worried what people may think of your honor… Not jealous." She smiled.

"You are so jealous." She said with a smile having a bit of fun. He pulled her closer making Hermione take a deep breath as his mouth bowed to her ear. Her heart had given a flutter at the sudden possessive movement.

"Is it so bad?" he asked softly in her ear. "That I be jealous? You're the most beautiful woman to ever walk the land of Asgard... Can you blame me for getting angry at any man who even looks your way let alone has the gull to dance with you?" He asked softly his breath moving over her neck before he pulled back and cupped her cheek as he held one of her hands to his chest as they danced.

"I'm sure they did not know we are together."

"Then why don't we show them we are?" he asked.

"That's up to you." She said quietly. Her russet eyes holding an unsure look. "It's your reputation you need to uphold." He tilted her chin up to grant him better access as he looked over her beautiful face.

"You make it sound as if being with you would hurt my reputation."

"Would it not? I'm not a royal…"

"No… You're more than that…" Hermione smiled softly as he moved forward and captured her lips with his. They stopped dancing, and in that moment the world completely fell away from them.

"Would you look at that?" Sif asked with a soft smile. Thor and the warriors three looked out at the dance floor to see many couples dancing around Loki and Hermione who were locked in a passionate kiss. Thor smiled brightly as he clapped his hands before rushing to the table and picking up a goblet.

"To Prince Loki and Lady Hermione!" Thor cheered and the two broke apart as they slowly looked around to see everyone raising goblets to them.

"To Prince Loki and Lady Hermione!" Everyone cheered before drinking. Hermione laughed softly before looking to Loki shyly.

"Now everyone will know." Loki said as he handed her a goblet of wine and took his own. "To us."

"To us." She said clinking her glass against his as he smiled. She took a sip of the wine and smiled softly.

-o-

Hermione smiled her arm linked with Lokis as they made their way to her room. It had been a glorious night of dancing and drinking. Thanks to Hermione they were not drunk due to a sobering charm she had set up for them. Still they were high on how fun the nights festivities had been. Loki opened up the doors to her room as they laughed walking in.

"That was a glorious night." Loki said. "And… Everyone knows we are together so I no longer have to watch random men accost you with their eyes."

"They hardly accost." She said with a smile as he closed the doors. "But you're funny." She said with a smile as she walked to her vanity and took off a pair of earrings. Loki smiled as he watched her do this. There was something very sensual about watching her hands glide over her long and slender neck as she looked over her own reflection. She almost seemed displeased with what he saw and it was in that moment he realized just how modest she was. Loki smiled as he slowly walked up behind her. Hermione smiled at his reflection as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed her neck and instantly she let her eyes drift closed.

Loki turned her around quickly as his mouth crashed against hers. Ever since he had seen her in the arms of the other men as they danced with her he had wanted to take her back to her room and show her just who she belonged with. She smiled as her hands slipped down his chest. Hermione slowly pushed his cloak off his shoulders and let it fall to the ground. She pulled back and tilted her head as she looked over the rest of his outfit.

"Uhm…" She laughed and he smiled as he cupped her cheek.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I have no idea how to free you from all that." She said motioning to him. He waved his hand and the top of his royal attire dissipated.

"Magic comes in handy every once in a while." She only smiled. "You though I know exactly how to free you from your attire…"

"Do you now?" Hermione asked. She laughed in surprise when he turned her around quickly making her bend over her vanity. Loki smiled as he kissed her shoulder while his hands pulled at the ribbons in the back of her dress securing it in place. He watched as the dress fell open in the back. He smiled instantly as he let his knuckles slowly drag down her long slender back.

"You're not wearing anything under this…" he said and the tone he used made her shiver.

"Not completely true." She said turning to look at him as the dress dropped and cascaded down to the floor revealing the lace boy shorts she was wearing. Loki tilted her chin up before brushing his lips over hers. He felt the passion which was left unsatisfied from before begin to build. His hand drifted down from her chin and Hermione sighed contently as she felt his knuckles drag down her neck, and cascade down over her breast before his hand rested on her hip. Hermione moaned quietly as his arms wrapped around her body pulling her closer to him.

"Before we continue… Show yourself to me." He said and she pulled back staring up at him unsure of what he was asking.

"I'm pretty much as showing as I'm going to be tonight…" She said before shifting on her feet. "I'm… I'm sorry but, I'm not going to sleep with you Loki… I'm not ready for that-."

"I know that." He said instantly and she smiled softly incredibly relieved. "You're not like the others. You have honor…"

"Then what are you asking?" she inquired.

"I want you to let down your cloaking spell on your scars…" he said kissing her nose.

"No." she said instantly and he smiled.

"I don't mind them…"

"I do." She said her hands resting on his chest.

"Come on Hermione-."

"No."

"Hermione-."

"No Loki." She pushed him away gently as she moved down and picked her dress up putting it back on.

"What are you doing?" he asked watching this, he liked her better with less clothes on.

"Way to ruin the mood…" She said softly as she moved past him tying the back of her dress as she walked. Hermione opened doors to her balcony and allowed the cold air to calm her heated body, and thoughts.

"I show everything to you, yet you show only a glimmer of yourself to me how is that fair?" he asked and she slowly turned to look at him.

"You've seen them, wasn't once enough?" she asked.

"They are a part of who you are Hermione… I understand you hiding them to the rest of the world, but not to me." He said as the top of his outfit reappeared on his body magically.

"I'm not… I'm not hiding them from others or for you…"

"Yes you are."

"No I've already said this I'm hiding them from myself, you have no idea what memories these scars I have bring up for me."

"You're right I don't because you won't tell me." He said and her arms crossed over her chest.

"I think it's pretty obvious what they're from Loki…" Hermione muttered.

"Yes torture, but I want to know why you were tortured… I want to know what those symbols mean on your body which were branded into your skin I want to know what those hundreds of scars were caused by who they-."

"Why!?" she asked her eyes welling up. "You know they caused me great pain why would you need to know anything else-."

"Because they are a part of who you are!" he said pointing at her. "It's part of the story that makes you, you. Is it so bad I want to know that story?" he walked over to her and rubbed her shoulders. "Hermione… Tell me." She slowly shook her head.

"No." She said and he tilted his head.

"I'll care for you despite it all."

"Then care for me despite me telling you."

"I keep no secrets from you, yet here you are keeping secrets from me!" He snapped.

"And keep them I shall!" She yelled silencing him. Her jaw clenched for a long moment before she walked past him and grabbed a cloak from her closet.

"Where are you going?" he asked and she didn't answer just disappeared into thin air. "Really mature Hermione!" he suddenly yelled though he knew she could not hear him. "Disappear anytime you can't handle something!" He sighed heavily as his jaw clenched. "Damn it…" he said before running off to go find her. He knew better then to push her too far and that's exactly what he had done. "I'll set this right." He said to himself as he ran from the room.