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Harry smirked at the dropping of jaws he received.

Thor, god of thunder, smiled widely. Loki looked intrigued, his green eyes sparkling.

Director Fury seemed to pale even with his dark skin. "Demi-god?"

Harry couldn't help but cackle. "You have no idea how many there are! There are more then seven billion human looking individuals on this plants. fifteen percent of them are demi-gods. Five percent of them are vampires and werewolves. Ten percent of them are wizard and witches. Then of course other human like creatures such as Veela, Fae, Leprechauns, Dwarves, Hags, and many other human shaped creatures that make up another five percent of the population."

Fury's head fell into his hand, fingers massaging his temples. "This changes things."

Hel turned to Harry, "Are you going to show my father to your home?"

Loki perked up instantly.

Harry stared at him. "Well, that is where his children are."

Hel was nodding forcefully, eyes practically begging Harry.

The Man-Who-Conquered waved the sexy god on over, holding out his hand. Loki approached with caution, but did take Harry's proffered hand.

Harry turned to Fury, "I will have him back here in a few hours possibly."

He grabbed Hel with his other hand and Apparated right to the edge of his wards.

Loki looked around, "These wards are impressive. I am certain that not even the most trained of Asgardian warriors would see them."

Harry scoffed, "They haven't."

He walked through the wards, adjusting them to fit Loki's presence, before continuing on,

"What do you mean?"

"Odin has sent Lady Sif and the Warriors Three to find your missing children but they simply find themselves lost in this forest because I made it so. He is not happy about no longer having your children under his control. Especially since I took them when he and his watchman didn't notice."

"Tis not in your best interest to anger the All Father."

"The All Father can kiss my ass," Harry mumbled darkly, his strong dislike of Odin coming through.

They made it to the path leading to the house finally. Just a little more walking and he'd be home!

The first one to see them from all the way across the field, was Fenrir.

The great wolf bounded across the large distance, eyes trailing from Harry to Loki. He looked unsure of who to pounce on first and Harry made a motion to the father. With all excitement, Fenrir jumped on his father, taking him to the ground, slobbering all over his face.

Harry smiled, because it was probably the cutest thing he'd ever seen. Cuter than when he and Jor tumbled around in joy after not seeing each other for six thousand years.

Loki was smiling and patting his child's head.

Jor, having seen his brother's frantic running across the field, approached as well, his large body slithering across the grass. When he laid eyes on the group waiting for him, he joined Fenrir in rolling all over Loki.

The god of mischief was covered in dirt and leaves, his hair mussed and unkempt. But he looked happy. And his children were all happy. The only thing that would make the scene better, would be Sleipnir. Harry sighed. He'd get him soon.

"Harry!"

He turned, seeing his godson rushing across the field.

Today, Teddy was male, wearing one of his favorite outfits. His hair, was just like Harry's, eyes a bright blue shade however. He was also taller than Harry today.

"I wondered when you'd get back," he smiled. "Did you win?"

"Yeah. A few things actually. I have to go back and pick them up later. Anyway, this is Loki."

Teddy looked down to the sexy man on the ground and quirked a brow. "As in…"

"Yes. The Norse god."

"Cool."

The godfather and godson watched on as the little family was reunited once more.

When they finally got their excitement out of the way, Loki stood and with a wave of his hand, restored his appearance.

"Is this your son?" he asked, motioning to Teddy.

"No. This is Edward, my godson."

"Call me Teddy," the teen stated with a grin,

Teddy ruffled Fenrir's fur and ran off, prompting the large wolf to follow in a game of chase. Jor, probably feeling left behind, immediately joined in on the age old game the three had been playing for years.

Harry looked at Hel, "You not joining this time?"

She sniffed, "No. I feel no need to run today."

"Well, come inside, I'll make some tea."

Harry began walking down the small path leading to the very large house he'd occupied for several years.

Once within, he led them both to the kitchen, where he found Death already seated at the island counter. She grinned broadly and waved madly at them.

"Can I get a lot of sugar in mine?" she asked.

"You'll be the one adding the sugar, not me."

"Great!"

After a few moments, they sat down, Hel and Loki beside each other and Harry next to Death.

"How long have my children been with you?" Loki asked, breaking the ice.

"Years. Jor has been with me longest. I believe I met him in 2006. I met Hel directly after. Fenrir about two years later. I bought this house after Fenrir joined us because I didn't want them to be cramped. I returned Fenrir to his natural size and you obviously understand why Jor can't roam freely. Hel visits every now and then. And we are just like any other family. Bloody Hell, they all look after Teddy like he's another brother."

Hel gave a small smile. "He's just a little one. Even though growing up too swiftly before my eyes, we care for him like one of our own."

"That child, is a right laugh," Death smirked. "The things he comes up with at school. You wouldn't believe it."

Both Hel and Harry gave her a duo of incredulous looks. "You catch him at school?" they both asked.

"He's the godson of my Master. My very merciful Master who doesn't treat me terribly. I've been around since he was a babe. Of course I have developed feelings for him. Very rarely do I ever care for mortals, but he is one of the few."

Harry frowned, "Who are the others?"

She smirked, "Not meant to be shared. Though, your ancestor Ignotus is one of them. Given the ability to wish for anything in the world and what does he ask for? Not something that would potentially embarrass me. Not something to one up me. No. Your great ancestor merely was looking out for himself and his family. That, I respect."

So Death had a list of mortals that she liked and Harry's ancestor and goson were on that list. Nice.

"Also your former Dark Lord. I don't agree with the ways he went about it, but he gave me a lot of souls. He was severely magically powerful and his attempts at immortality were staggering. If you hadn't been marked by prophecy to defeat him, you would have joined him years after he took over the magical world and been his right hand. Possibly more, if you know what I mean.

According to Fate in one of the other dimensions - there are so many I can't even count them - you were never prophesied to kill him and your parents lived. You grew up extremely well behaved and Slytherin oriented and caught his eye and you managed to change his perception, allowing him to take control more easily and allowing less people to suffer or die.

I have yet to meet that dimension's version of you by the way."

They all stared at Death, because what else do you do when you hear about another version of you from another dimension?

"There are other dimensions and you possess the ability to travel to them?" Loki asked, leaning on the counter and looking enraptured.

"Of course. I take lives from all dimensions. Some are really boring and I don't pay attention. Not like this dimensions with my Master.

If you're curious, in another dimension you are a caustic blackmailer who tried to kill Thor and Odin out of pure jealousy and anger when you realized your heritage and how you wouldn't be King of Asgard. And you fell from the Bifrost after your fight with Thor and ended up being controlled by an outer force involving the Tesseract and other creatures looking to control you and make you think you were acting of your own accord.

The drama in that dimension was too much. Though your mass attack on Manhattan and all the souls you gave me did lift my spirits, so to speak."

Death took another sip of tea before dumping several more spoonfuls of sugar inside.

Loki looked uncomfortable and Harry rescued him by engaging Hel in conversation about how her duty as the ferrywoman of Asgard was going.

She bemoaned her job, ignoring Death's scoffs every now and then.

"Asgardians whine when they are being ferried over. They don't like the size of my vessel."

"At least you get to take breaks," Harry smiled.

"Technically no. When I come here, the souls merely pile up and I have more work when I return. I simply cannot tolerate them all the time. Your home is like a safe-haven."

"And "'m glad to have you here with us."

Harry smiled with Loki sent him a searching look.

"So, how about we set up some visiting hours for you."


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