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
Harry sighed again. Maybe he should start counting how much he sighed. He was sure that he had broken some sort of record with the sighting that he had done the past few days.
Arriving at the door of his bedroom. Harry slipped inside. Not even bothering to change, he just dove into his bed. It was time to sleep.
Now
Waking up with a headache was never a good way to start a day, Harry decided. Especially not when there was an alarm that didn't stop blaring. Getting out of bed, although grudgingly, Harry slipped on a robe that was laying on a chair near his bed. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Harry wondered why the alarm was still going off. He was awake and up or not? Grumbling, Harry walked towards his wand, the Elder wand, to stop the alarm, but the moment he picked up his wand, he suddenly realised that it wasn't a normal alarm that he had set for himself, but that the alarm would warn him when there was something wrong with Loki. Sprinting out of his room and almost immediately colliding against the door in front of him, Harry went to see Loki as quick as possible. The door did hurt though, but Harry wasn't bleeding, so that was a plus point.
Harry faltered in his steps when he heard screaming from the bed in which Loki was lying. Stopping next to the bed, Harry tried to pin Loki down to the bed. Loki was at that moment moving far too much for it to be save for his health. His arms were flaying and his legs kicked everywhere. Swearing loudly, when he got hit in his face, Harry was finally able to pin Loki down. Waking him up on the other hand was easier. Just hitting him in the face, right? That should do it. Harry tried to convince himself to hit Loki, but something held him back. Sighting, Harry decided that he should just conjure up some water, then Loki gets a bath. Just like Harry. Oh well, he could use a bath.
Conjuring up the water while still pinning Loki down, Harry let it fall down. It immediately had an effect.
Gasping loudly, Loki woke up, but he started screaming again seeing Harry above him. Loki tried to fight against Harry and it worked. With a dull sound, Harry hit the ground. Rubbing his head, Harry looked up the bed. Seeing that he wouldn't be able to calm Loki down for a while, he called for Missy.
"Missy!"
"Yes, Master Harry?" Missy answered.
"I'm going to need some medical supplies for Loki, I believe that he pulled his stitches while sleeping. Can you get them for me?" Harry asked.
Missy nodded before disappearing and appearing with a tray full of medical supplies.
"Thank you, can you by the way bring up some food? Loki will certainly need it."
Missy nodded again before disappearing. A faint clinking noise told Harry that breakfast had arrived.
Turning towards Loki, who was hiding under the blanket, Harry tried to calm him down again.
"Hey. Hey, Loki. You're save. Please don't be scared of me. You remember me? I helped you yesterday, with your wound." Harry said softly. "You were terrible hurt by those you called family. They manipulate you and lied to you. They tried to sell you to me, hoping that the worst would happen, but as you can see, that didn't work. I helped. Please calm down." It took a few minutes, but after talking soothingly and trying to coax Loki from underneath the blanket, it finally worked.
"Welcome back." Harry smiled warmly.
Seeing that Loki was shivering from the cold, Harry grabbed an extra blanket laying on the side and offered it to Loki. "Here, take it. Sorry about the water, I wasn't able to wake you up. It looked as if you had one hell of a nightmare there, darling."
Loki took the blanket, but he still stared suspiciously at Harry. Throwing the blanket over himself, Loki groaned when he felt his side hurt. Clenching his fist, Loki tried to breath in and out, but it was difficult. Seeing a shadow coming at a fast pace, he stumbled backwards on the bed, not minding his apparent wound.
"Be careful!" Harry called out, seeing that Loki had indeed pulled his stitches as Harry had foretold. Harry tried to reach towards Loki, but it only seemed to make Loki panic more than calm him down. Pulling back, Harry decided that he probably should give Loki some food first. To show him that nothing would happen, or something like that.
Harry walked towards the plate with breakfast on it. Looking at the options, the chose was made fast, a simple chicken soup would do. Grabbing a spoon, Harry checked if it was not to hot. It wasn't, but the soup was truly delicious. The House Elves really know how to cook.
Taking the chicken soup to Loki, Harry offered it to Loki and when Loki took it, he decided that the best way to calm Loki now was to get out of his way, still in his view, but somewhere like a chair. In that way, Loki could still see him and not be threatened by him. Loki also didn't have to feel scared that Harry would come up behind him.
Harry walked slowly, with his back turned towards Loki, towards the chair that was sitting by the window, where light was streaming in gentle beams in the room. Lowering himself in the chair, Harry closed his eyes to enjoy the light. He smiled hearing the noises that Loki made while he was eating. He sure was hungry. Not that Harry expected anything different. Odin surely didn't know how to take care of his 'slaves'.
After sunbathing, and almost falling asleep, Harry opened up his eyes and look at Loki. "Are you finished eating or are you still hungry?" He asked gently as not to scare Loki, again.
"Y... Yes." Loki answered with a raspy voice. Probably from all the screaming he had done over the past few months. In the dungeons for example.
"Yes, you have had enough or yes, you want something else?" Harry asked amused.
Blushing, Loki answered. "I have had enough. Thank you."
Harry laughed. "Alright. I will leave some water on your bed stand, but first I will have to look at your side. You pulled some of your stitches out, so I will have to fix them. Will you let me?" Seeing Loki nod, Harry came closer again and started treating Loki.
"I believe that that is better, isn't it?" Harry asked Loki, who nodded. "Perfect. I will let you rest for a while. You need it. And who am I to take your rest away. I will be back later to talk to you, okay?" Loki nodded again. Harry smiled and walked out of the room, not aware that Loki stared after him in awe and confusion.