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

"My apologies, I didn't know that I hid a sore spot," Harry said quickly. "We are here by the way, are you ready?"

Loki looked up. "As ready as I will ever be."

Now

There wasn't a doubt in his mind, that his life would change in just a few minutes. After all, that was what was happening throughout his entire stay here. It was a miracle if one day went by without a surprise.

"After you." Loki smiled towards Harry. He was already ambushed once, that was not going to happen again. "Unless you are afraid."

Harry blinked. "Afraid? Why would I be… oh, I had almost forgotten about that. Did I already apologise for that?"

Loki grinned. "No, you didn't"

"Then you have hereby my apologise." Harry shrugged. "I shall go first."

Loki had to control himself, otherwise, he would have snorted. It wasn't really clear, but it seemed that Harry murmured something about brats or bastard who hopefully hadn't set up a trap.

Harry opened the door and stepped into the Hospital Wing.

Loki waited a few seconds, but when it was clear that Harry wasn't being attacked, he too, stepped into the Hospital Wing… being immediately attacked by some sort of green beings. He tries to knock the beings off him, but it isn't working.

"Enough!" Loki heard Harry call out. "There is nothing wrong with him, he is fine." What?

Loki looked up at Harry and saw that Harry looked concerned. He was standing in front of some red cross and next to him were some beings with large, bat-like ears and bulging green eyes the size of tennis balls. They were wearing some sort of white uniform with a red cross on it, they were also wearing weird little hats, also with a red cross.

Loki slowly looked back up to Harry and just gestured towards the green things, he couldn't find any words anymore to express his thoughts.

Harry laughed and explained. "These are House Elves, you already met one before, when you first arrived here, but these House Elves are specialised in working in a Hospital with patients. They didn't attack you if you thought that, they just thought that you were a patient and that they had to take care of you. Don't be mad with them, they are just doing their jobs like the fact that they have been taking care of your son, Fenrir if I am right." Harry said with a soft smile.

"My son? Fenrir?" Loki said disbelievingly. "He is here? He is still alive?" Loki couldn't believe his ears. There were too many things that were happening this past few hours, had it truly been only hours?

Harry instead of replying, took a step to the left out of the way and showed what had been hiding behind his back. It was a Hospital bed with a heavenly bandaged body on it. From the toes to his head, there were things bandaged, but they bandages looked as if they were just changed. The legs and arms had around the ankles and wrists bandaged as if they had been in chains.

The torso wasn't as bandaged as the head or the limbs, but there were still a lot of bandages. The places that didn't have any bandages, were filled with scars and old wounds.

The face of the man, as it was clear that is was a man now because of the well-defined chest, wasn't as bandaged as the rest of the body, but around his mouth, there were a lot of wounds that couldn't be bandaged, but a House Elf was already taking care of the wounds.

On top of his head, you could see wisps of long, black hair with bits of grey in it. The man's eyes were closed, but Loki didn't have to see his eyes to know that this was his son, although in a different form than he would have had thought of at first.

Loki took an unconscious step forward before he ran towards his son. Stopping just beside the bed, Loki couldn't stop a sob of relieve and started crying. He let himself fall on his knee's while crying and there he stayed.

Harry looked from a distance. He could certainly understand that it would be a shock for Loki to meet his son this way but on top of that the rest of the day? That man deserved a breakdown, and this wasn't even a full breakdown. This was just crying of relieve that his son was still alive and here. Harry couldn't imagine what would happen if Loki would release all of his emotions at the same time. Harry wondered if that would mean that his home wouldn't be a home at all anymore.

"Master Harry?" Harry looked down at one of the House Elves.

"Yes?"

"The other two have woken up, but they keep crying and we cannot find out where they are hurt." The House Elf looked scandalised as if she couldn't believe that they were failing at their job.

"They keep on crying?" Harry raised his eyebrows. "Alright, that can't be normal. Is there something else that they do or say?"

The House elf wrung her hands before answering. "Well… yes. They have been saying things about their 'poor papa'. Their father probably has been hurt, but we can't discover why or how. Nor do we know where their father, so we can't help him. It is also clear to see that they are close brothers, perhaps even twins. They have tried to climb with each other in bed multiple times, but we always stopped them just in time. It would be too dangerous with their injuries to move that much."

"Bring me to them," Harry said quickly. "It seems that I will have to ask them some questions. Where are they now? I can't see them lying in the main room anymore."

The House Elf nodded her head. "We moved them, they started screaming when they saw the big wolf. They are in private room number one."

"Thank, continue your work and keep an eye on Loki, will you? I don't want anything to happen to him." Harry nodded to the House Elves and left towards the private room.

Inside, there were two beds. Harry leaned against the door when he noticed that one of the boys was climbing out of his bed.

"You think that that is a good idea?"