A/N: I have to apologize that it took so long for me to update. The thing is…I simply wasn't in the mood to write it. It is quite hard to write a jovially story when you're more in the mood to kill every plant and tree in your vicinity for blowing their stuff into the air and giving you massive headaches with it. Damned pollen. And since I didn't wanted to post something disappointing…

I also know that I originally promised you to write an Omake with more troll bashing but it simply doesn't want to be written…I can't explain it I have the ideas and I know what to write but then I don't get it written properly…well I promise you it isn't out of the world and I give it to you when I finish it but for now I just continue with the story.

Have fun!

Chapter 10:

A few minutes later Loki sat in Professor McGonagall's office looking at said woman expectantly.

"Mr. Laufeyson, who in Merlin's name are you? You're definitely not a normal first year student" she asked him.

"Interesting that you didn't find out by yourself up to now" he started to muse but only earned a daring glare from McGonagall. "Okay…okay."

He snapped with his fingers and on McGonagall's desk appeared a copy of the book that Hermione read when she learned who he is. Right next to it a bottle of the best Scotch one could buy for money.

"I'd suggest you read that book and then we talk again" he said.

She took a closer look at said book when suddenly realization hit her. In an instant she grabbed for the bottle and poured in some into the glass that readily stood on her desk. She just wanted to drink it in one go but when she tasted the liquid she only took a small sip enjoying the taste.

"That explains…everything but don't think that you can bribe me with Scotch no matter how good" she growled but Loki laughed.

"Didn't want to. Let's just call it extra payment for the headaches I gave you."

McGonagall growled upon that. "Why are you here? What do you want? Despite giving me a coronary."

"Rest assured that this is the very last thing I want to achieve. To be honest I like and respect you. You're a great woman and a very good teacher" this wasn't a lie, he really liked her. She was a competent and good teacher despite being biased sometimes.

"But why are you here then?"

"Well first because I was quite bored and second because of Harry. Though I have to admit that something is strange about him. I don't know how to put it but from time to time…" he shrugged helplessly.

"James' son I see" that also was the reason why she finally recognised Loki. She knew very well who the Marauders prayed to and thinking about it now she could bang her head against something solid for not recognising him earlier. Especially with this dead giveaway of his name.

She sighed while pinching the bridge of her nose. "Okay since I don't doubt that getting you expelled just for who you are would initiate a riot especially within Gryffindor I won't do anything about it for now" she doubted that this would even work since he managed to get into Hogwarts once and nothing could make sure that he wouldn't show up again. "Don't think though that this is a carte blanch to do as you like. Should you hurt anyone…" she started but quickly was interrupted.

"Professor, what do you assume I am? A monster? They are children for heaven's sake. I have only two rules and that is for once not messing with candy in harmful ways and hurting children. Nothing justifies this. I prank them, yes, and some pranks might be embarrassing for the receiving end but I never would outright bully or hurt someone."

"And what about Mr. Weasley? You dumped him in a girl's dorm in the middle of the night" she rose an eyebrow.

Loki sighed. "Did you have a look into his behaviour? I didn't mention this earlier to not embarrass Mr. Granger but he was the reason she hid in the toilette the entire afternoon only because she wanted to help him. The night I ported him into the girl's dorm which by the way was an accident, he first woke up our entire dorm with his snoring and when I woke him up he nearly attacked me. I just wanted to dump him somewhere in the Slytherin common room. That he ended up in the girl's dorm wasn't planed."

McGonagall hummed hearing that. He was right she also got several other complaints about the behaviour of Ronald Weasley.

"I believe you though I don't want to hear of another incident like that. You can go now" she dismissed him with a wave of her hand.

Loki waved her goodbye and before he left her office he conjured up a crate with three more bottles of the Scotch.

"Do you have to report me to Dumbledore?"

"As long as you don't grow too exuberantly with your pranks I don't see a reason to do so" with that he left.

She shook her head but smiled. For now she would leave him be. Sure in front of the other teachers she would have to play the stern teacher but to be honest she liked his pranks despite the headache they gave her and it wasn't that he didn't clean up behind himself or bullied someone. Perhaps this could lighten up the daily life a bit.

Despite that should her suspicions about how Harry was treated by his relatives be true…she didn't doubt that it would destroy the boy should he lose one of his true real friends and she didn't doubt that Loki was one with how he treated the boy.

A few minutes later slumped Loki very ungracefully into one of the chairs in front of the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room.

"What did McGonagall want?" Harry asked while sitting down himself.

"To know who I am" he stated dryly.

"You didn't tell her did you?" Harry was worried that she might get Loki kicked out of school.

"She would have found out eventually so I told her and as long as I don't go overboard with my pranks or hurt someone I think she will leave me alone."

Harry sighed in relieve. "But what was that with the troll? I mean how did he get in?"

"I don't know but should I find the person who thought that it was a good idea he or she will wish they hadn't done it. What would have happened hadn't I be with you? You might be dead now…one thing's for sure I teach you trickster magic and we will start tomorrow. I don't want that you get killed only because I wasn't there in time" he growled.

Yes what he did to the troll was funny but he wasn't delusional and hadn't he been there it might have ended badly. He would make sure that they can defend themselves.

Hermione who happened to over hear that came over asking whether she could attend to. Loki gave her a glance before he answered.

"I'm sorry but I doubt that you would be able to perform that branch of magic very well if at all" she gave him a questioning look. "It is because of how that magic works. Trickster magic is based of breaking out of conformities, to neglect rules and defy authorities. You are to rule and authority bound to perform this properly."

Hermione let her head hang but Loki was right she wouldn't be able to go against rules like he inclined would be necessary.

"Hey Fred, George" the twins came over.

"~What can we do for you master?"

"I'll start teaching Harry and Neville trickster magic beginning tomorrow. Want to join in?"

The unholy glee they gave him was answer enough.

The next few days followed the same routine as always only interrupted by the new trickster magic lessons with Loki. It turned out that Fred and George where quite proficient in mind magic which they eagerly trained now. They all also quickly learned why Loki always ate sweets. Trickster Magic as it seemed was very draining physically and the sugar in the sweets compensated that.

Their eagerness to learn quickly bore fruits. It wasn't that they suddenly all were the master of pranking but they at least managed to switch the colour of things within the first week. Harry had to admit that it was kind of hilarious when you were in a conversation and he gesticulated with his hands when suddenly the other sported different colours without noticing or knowing how he did it. People simply dismissed his gestures as normal gesticulations during a conversation.

They went on like that until the middle of November when the first official Quidditch match Gryffindor versus Slytherin was due.

It was the morning of the game and they sat in the great hall at breakfast talking about it.

"I wonder what broom you'll use since you don't have your own" Neville asked.

"Huh I don't know Oliver never mentioned something about that" Harry replied when suddenly six owls swooped in with a large parcel between them.

They landed gracefully in front of him and after every one of them got a piece of bacon they left.

"Who sends you a parcel at that time?" Dean asked.

"Who I don't know but I think this is the solution to my problem. You weren't the one?" he questioned Loki.

"Nah, I'm not into brooms though I think the note should answer your question."

Harry opened it. It seemed that it was McGonagall who send him the broom. He quickly unpacked it and out came the coolest thing he ever saw.

"Wow, a Nimbus 2000. We surely are going to win with that" Lee Jordan commented.

"Come on I want to test it before the game" Harry exclaimed, grabbed the broom and ran out of the hall. Neville shook his head and Loki snickered but both followed him.

Harry was already on the pitch and in the air when they arrived. He flew one insane stunt after the other obviously enjoying his new broom. Since it was one hour before the game would begin he had enough time.

About half an hour later the rest of the Quidditch team arrived shaking their heads over Harry who flew upside down at the moment. Harry flew down and followed them to the meeting. Wood gave them their speech.

Now they were standing in the hallway to the pitch.

"Harry, just catch the snitch before the Slytherins do, okay?" Harry nodded.

Harry hovered over the playing field laying lazily on his stomach on the broom, head placed on his hands he folded over the broomstick while watching the play beneath him. From time to time a Bludger came flying his way but he always hovered out of the way in time. When he heard Lee's comment he snickered.

"And above all we have Harry Potter the youngest seeker in decades on his new Nimbus 2000" lee commented. "But what is he doing? Is he sleeping?" he asked in disbelieve.

Yes Harry had to admit that from beneath it might look like he was sleeping but he only enjoyed watching the game. So he sat up slightly and with a quick movement of his hand Lee suddenly sported Slytherin colours all over. McGonagall who sat next to him in order to reign in his sometimes slightly biased comments snickered.

That was when suddenly his broom started to buck beneath him. He sat up in an instant, grabbing the broomstick so that he wouldn't fall off and trying to reign in the broom. At first it wasn't that hard but with every second that passed it got harder and Harry knew that he would be in trouble soon. He looked through the ranks to catch Loki's attention.

Loki who saw what happened in the meantime frantically searched the ranks to in order to find the culprit. He knew what was wrong and what to look for.

"It is Snape, he is cursing the broom" suddenly Hermione, sitting two rows before him, exclaimed also searching the ranks with some binoculars.

Loki looked straight at the man in question but Hermione was wrong.

"No he is not" he retorted when he found the real culprit Quirrell.

His first thought was to let an anvil fall on his head like he had seen in several cartoons but he doubted that McGonagall would like that. So he snapped with his fingers in order to let the scarf from the man in front of him jump up and land straight in his face. Therefore his eye contact was interrupted and his work rendered void.

"I read about curses and it says that you have to have eye contact and Snape didn't even blink" Hermione continued.

"You're right but that also goes for counter-curses. Snape was the one keeping Harry alive otherwise he would have fallen off long ago. Quirrell was the one who cursed the broom."

Hermione's eyes went wide. "How do you know it wasn't the other way around?"

Loki looked at her as if that was a stupid question. "I could lip-read what they were casting."

Thanks to the search and their conversation they hadn't witnessed how Harry hung from his broom onehandedly before he got back onto it and now hovered over the playfield again. Or at least Hermione and Neville didn't see it Loki on the other hand didn't let Harry out of sight even while looking for the culprit.

Harry saw that Terence Higgs the Slytherin seeker chased the Snitch and just rounded the Gryffindor goal posts. Barely noticing the disbelieving comments about why he didn't do anything he readied himself when the snitch was rushing towards the middle of the field.

Harry suddenly shot forwards and down in a neck breaking speed. He came down right in front of Terence but he didn't stop there but rushed further barely pulling up his broom before he hit the ground. A gasping went through the students while Terence had to fly a harsh U-turn in order to avoid collision. Cursing because he lost sight of the snitch he returned to the centre in order to look for it again.

That was when Harry came over to him. "What are you looking for?" he asked with a grin.

The only answer Harry got was a hateful glare.

"I hope it isn't this" he continued while playing with the snitch he caught during his insane stunt.

Terence looked at him wide eyed while Harry flew over to Madame Hooch with a laugh to inform her. All the other students were baffled that the match suddenly was over. Yes they saw Harrys stunt but they believed that it was only in order to get the other caser off the snitch because he didn't announce the catch instantly. When Harry finally landed he was greeted by a very agitated Wood.

"What in Merlin's name were you thinking? Letting Higgs chase the snitch for so long…" he didn't know what to say about that.

"You told me I should catch the snitch before the other seeker does and that's exactly what I did. So where is the problem?"

"You…you…" he started before throwing up his hands in frustration. "We won and that's all that matters."

Right then the twins showed up.

"You my friend are crazy.-"

"-We hope that you know that."

"~Sleeping during a Quidditch match" they said while draping their arm around his shoulder.

The three went into the dressing room where they got a quick shower. Harry left them with a goodbye before he went over to Neville and Loki who were waiting for him outside the Quidditch pitch.

"Hey guys. Had fun?"

"If you mean by fun that I will kill Quirrell for cursing your broom then yes" Loki growled.

"He is like this ever since the incident" Neville supplied.

"Loki please, I'm alive and that's all that matters. Don't do anything stupid and let it at least look like and accident. I don't want you thrown out" Harry replied not even the slightest little bit disturbed by his friends announcement to kill a teacher. He knew Loki was no saint and that he had killed before because he did some research on him in the internet but he couldn't find one victim that didn't deserve it. So should Quirrell be his next victim…he would be the last person to stop him.

Loki growled for a last time. "Okay, okay, I won't do anything obvious. You should thank Snape though" Harry gave him a questioning look. "He was the one who spoke the counter-curse until I could stop Quirrell and therefore prevented that you fell off completely."

"Oh really?" Harry thought about it when an idea struck him. "I have an idea. I'll see you later in the common room. Loki could you please bring my broom to our dorm? Thanks" with that he darted away Loki and Neville looking after him in disbelieve.

About an hour later Harry stood in front of Snape's office two boxes in his hand, a very large one and a small one. He knocked and a few seconds later Snape opened.

"Potter…what gives me the honour?" he sneered but Harry was completely unimpressed by it.

"Sir, I wanted to thank you. Loki told me what you did during the match and as a thank-you gift I made you something. I hope you like it" Harry said while holding out the smaller box.

Snape on the other hand stood there staring at the boy in front of him like he suddenly grew a second head before he regained his composure and he rose an eyebrow.

"Don't worry it isn't poisoned or something the like. Just something to express my gratitude."

The man took the box carefully. "Thank you. Is there something else?"

"No, that was all. Thanks again for saving me" Harry turned around and went back to the Gryffindor rooms.

Snape in the meantime went back into his office and put the box onto his desk. Before he opened it he casted several revealing charms on it. He doubted that the boy cursed it but he was careful never the less. One didn't survive a war because you were careless. When he couldn't detect anything he opened the box and his eyes nearly fell out. In the box stood a small dark chocolate cake in the form of a cauldron filled with what seemed to be a cherry cream.

After checking it upon potions which came also out negative he gave the cake a try. When he took the first bite he sank back in his chair. This cake was pure bliss. It seemed that the boy was a genius when it came to cooking and he didn't doubt that Harry made it himself because he perfectly knew what the boy was capable of in his potions class and cooking wasn't that far away from brewing.

Yes Harry came to him in his first week claiming that he wasn't like his father but he didn't believe him then. He thought that it was a pretence and that in the end he would be like James but this cake changed his mind. Sure Harry inherited the mischievous streak of his father but he had too much of Lily's friendly persona to become a bully like James had been. Even he had to admit that it were harmless and funny pranks Harry played.

Snape doubted that anyone else would have given it a second though should Snape save him not to mention thank him or bake him a cake. He was the infamous bat of the dungeons after all. So it was decided, from now on he would be more civilised to the boy. If only in hope of getting another cake from him.

Back in the Gryffindor common room the friends and the Quidditch team enjoyed the other cake Harry baked. He was infamous for them by now.

"So you also made him a cake?" Loki asked.

"He saved me and that's the least I could do" he replied when a thought occurred to him.

Harry sat there for a few minutes in silence not noticing that Loki called him. It took a slap in his face to get him out of his musings.

"Huh? Something wrong?" he asked.

"You were completely absentminded."

"Oh, I was just thinking about something…" Loki rose an eyebrow. Harry sighed knowing that he wouldn't leave it be. "You know during that incident today with my broom…I never once feared that I would fall and die. The entire time I trusted that you would be able to safe me."

"And you're right. I would have. As well as I will do something about Quirrell. Nobody hurts a child in front of me and gets away with it especially not you" Loki answered upon which Harry blushed furiously.

A/N: So that was it for today. Oh and I should warn you. I'll follow the story of Harry Potter pretty much until minimum after the fifth year but in the Supernatural part it will become AU quite quickly especially after Lucy gets out. Just so that you know.

'til next chapter!