Summary: When a new player comes into the field, Odin decides to sell Loki off. But nothing goes as Odin wanted and the Master of Death changes the Universe.

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or Harry Potter.

Warnings: Future Slash, slaves, language may be formal (it's not my native language), and more to add later. Don't like? Don't read.

Previously

"I, Harry James Potter, Master of Death, claim hereby Loki of Jotunheim and Asgard and all of his possession, things he created or helped creating. So, as I say, so mote it be." Harry uttered a claiming spell and put the collar on Loki. With that, they disappeared.

That was the last thing, the guards and Heimdall saw of the Master of Death and Loki for a very long time.

Now

Harry landed in the Entrance Hall of his manor with Loki in his arms. Seeing how dazed Loki looked, Harry called for one of his House Elves or to be precisely, the Head of his House Elves named Missy. Missy was part of the Potter Household Elves, but after Kreacher died, she was promoted to Head Elf.

Missy was one of the best Elves that Harry had ever seen, not only did she take care of the Potter estates for decades, but even now she took care of every estate Harry had and even more things! Harry was glad that he had her, without her, he would have to go out a lot more.

"Missy!" A pop sounded through the hall.

"Missy be called Master?"

"Yes, can you please escort my, uhm, guest to the room across mine, will you?"

"Of course, Master! Missy will be doing that for you. Come Master Death's guest." Missy chipped happily in.

Harry turned around to get some things to treat Loki, because of that, he didn't see Loki flinching and almost starting to hyperventilate.

Loki didn't like this new form of transportation. It was a nauseating experience, Loki thought. He preferred his own form of transportation. He would have wanted to shake himself, but he could just hold himself back. It wouldn't do him good to draw attention to himself.

Being so busy in his own mind, Loki didn't notice the arrival of the House Elf or the conversations that followed. The only thing that Loki noticed were two words; room and mine.

No, no, no, nO, NO! This couldn't be happening! Not yet! Loki started to hyperventilate. He was so distracted that he didn't notice the House Elf leading him away. His thoughts only turned back to reality when he noticed that something of someone was leading him towards a bed and tried to take of the meagre clothes that he was wearing. Letting out a distressed whine, Loki tried to fight back. Shaking of the one who was clinging to him, Loki dashed towards a dark corner in hope that he could hide himself. Hearing a short and high squeak, Loki cringed. Praying for someone to help him, but no one would come for his aid, Loki knew that much.

He heard a small pop and then he was alone in the room. Although he could now breath a little easier, he still didn't feel calm. Sobbing in his small corner, Loki waited until the time that his new Master, shudder, would come in.

Harry collapsed against the door after Missy had taken Loki away. Letting out a deep breath, Harry realised that keeping up a calm facade was harder that he had thought. Seeing Loki like that, knowing that Odin had planned all of this. Taking in a deep breath, Harry straightened himself and walked towards the Healers room in his mansion. He had to help Loki more than he thought that he would.

Placing the potions and other things that Harry thought that he needed on a tray, he walked upstairs towards the room in which Loki should be waiting. Knocking on the door, Harry walked inside to see an empty room.

"Loki?" Harry asked concerned. Setting the tray down on the bed, he looked around carefully. There! Harry could see movement in a dark corner of the room. Calling softly out to Loki, Harry tried to coax Loki out, but instead of small and simple movements, Loki jerked into the room towards Harry and bowed.

Stopping Loki by holding his shoulders, Harry was shocked. He only asked Loki to come, it wasn't an order. Why did Loki… unless… Letting out a groan, Harry cursed Odin for the collar. He had to be careful now with what he would say. If he said anything wrong, then Loki probably was forced to do something that Harry didn't want or Loki.

"Loki, darling," a flinch from Loki and a grimace from Harry, "I am going to lead you to the bed, alright?" Seeing that Loki was beginning to panic, Harry quickly brought him to the bed and sat Loki down on the edge of the bed.

Standing up again after making sure that Loki was sitting secure and was not going to fall of the bed any moment, Harry grabbed the tray that he had placed at the end of the bed and set it down on the bedside table.

"Alright, let's get you cleaned up." Harry murmured moving closer towards Loki. Grabbing a hair tie, Harry pulled Loki's hair in a ponytail so that Harry could easier see his face and possible reactions. Seeing that reaching towards Loki already brought such a big reaction, Harry decided to talk Loki through what he was doing.

Breathing deep in, Harry started his treatment of Loki. "I don't know what exactly they did to you, but I'm going to fix it." Grabbing a sponge and dipping it in the water, Harry brought it up towards Loki's chest. "I need to see all the injuries, because of that I will start cleaning your chest and back. They will probably need bandages that I have lying here, alright?" Harry sooth talked towards Loki. It was a slow and long process, but eventually, Harry was able to calm Loki down and clean up all his wounds.
It was only that Loki could get scared easily, that Harry didn't scream or started to throw things. The wounds that Harry found… well, let's just say that it was a miracle that Loki was alive.

Easing Loki to lie on the bed after taking of all of his clothes and accessories, it was very difficult to do that, Loki kept flinching and tried to stop him multiple times, unfortunately, the collar wasn't going to come off, he had spelled a soft pyjama on Loki in hope that he wouldn't hurt his back in his sleep and that he would feel more comfortable with a shirt and pants than only with a shirt of pants.

Harry left the room after he was sure that Loki was asleep. Harry stared walking towards his room but was stopped by Missy calling him.

"Yes, Missy?" Harry asked turning around.

"The room you asked to make ready for many stuffs, Master?" Missy started.

"Yes, is there something wrong? Is it to small?" Harry asked concerned.

"It's not that, Master." Missy stopped hesitantly. "There are an eight-legged horse, a snake and a half girl, half skeleton in the room.

"What?" Harry exclaimed.