Prince of Asgard

by Drakenn

New Mexico was not the first time Asgard came to Earth in modern history, it happened earlier and in the Old World. Now consequences of it start to appear and it might change the history. I don't own HP or Avengers or any other thing used. May contain bad grammar. It's not a nice world, you have been warned.

49. A beginning of something new

A/N - Hogwarts is finally here, or at least beginning of it. Also there's a lemon close to the middle of the chapter and generally soon it will be getting darker and edgier. As always read, enjoy and review.

o-0-o

Harry worked on his staff, carefully carving runes in the surface of the wood, making sure that each cut was perfect and that the shape wasn't deformed, while Atalanta was slowly making her way through the various textbooks they would have at Hogwarts.

"You know that this supposed new teacher of DADA is either a bad writer or a liar?" she asked and he looked at her. "I read first dozen of pages of his book and there are plot holes where you could fit a dragon or two."

"Wow," he whistled loudly. "Which means that my uncle will have a lot of fun tearing into him and making sure that he doesn't remain a teacher for a long time."

"Who is supposed not to be a teacher for long?" Loki asked, appearing in the room.

"One Gilderoy Lockhart," Atalanta said, looking at the cover of the book.

Loki's face turned into a blank mask then he looked at her. "It seems that I will need to have a talk with Dumbledore about teachers, but first I will let this one fail."

"Do you know him?" Harry asked.

"Know? No," Loki said, shaking his head. "But Sirius knows him well enough and I spent time with your godfather asking him questions about various wizards. Comment about this one was a fraud, a ponce and an idiot that shouldn't pass his tests."

"So sleep through and focus on whatever else catches our mind?"

"No," he said and they looked at him. "You are there to learn, but in this case prove that he is an idiot that doesn't know his trade and that he shouldn't be allowed to teach. It shouldn't be hard and you should like it."

Harry grinned, but it was not a pleasant grin, it was one that was capable of making many run away in fear and terror. "That's a thing we can do," he said.

"Good," Loki said, crossing the room and coming to stop in front of him. "How the carving is going?"

"Slowly, very slowly," Harry said, blowing dust from one of sigils he cut into the wood. "I thought that it would go as easily as normal ash, but it is far harder and cutting into it isn't easy."

"That's Yggdrasil for you," Loki said and focused on the staff that was tediously carved by Harry. "You are doing it good and should work, but you better not hurry or..."

"Or it will turn into a whirlwind of splinters and magic," Harry finished. "Tearing me apart and making my life unpleasant."

"Indeed, so don't hurry and you will be fine."

Harry sighed and nodded, before returning to carving the wood and watching as a pile of sawdust was steadily growing and covering more and more things.

o-0-o

Loki hovered above Hogwarts, his hands spread wide, pulling on his massive reserves of magic he reached towards the building of the school and ripped open dormitory tower. He levitated towers housing dormitories of their houses to the side and out of the way and above the common room added new space, four stories tall and it would be a thing that at the Academy was probably the most used part of the whole complex and once was a part of Hogwarts. A Roman style bathhouse that was more of a recreation and fitness centre than anything else, which would be really important this year as self-defense was being a mandatory class, not to mention that it helped to integrate people. Thing that could be even more crucial as Hogwarts as of recent was a fractured school.

Looking at the space available for him Loki sighed and snapping his fingers expanded it using magic as to make squeezing it into the size of the tower a possibility. It was probably the best place for it to sit, so he needed a bigger place to work with. Content with the size, he quickly conjured and threw into the space all of the sanitary facilities they would need, followed by plumbing and other infrastructure necessary for it to work.

Once everything was done he focused on the magical aspects of the place, heavy wards to separate genders from each other, after all teens would mostly use it and it was better to be safe than wonder how did something happened. He snapped his fingers and hundreds of runes appeared all over the place, forming swirling patterns that would be easily mistaken for simple decorations, while in truth they hid runes, powerful runes, ones that would ensure that they stay separate or consequences would happen. Consequences that would make almost anybody unwilling to try to do it once again and would discourage everybody else. He also just in case added wards that would stop most kinds of fire magic, if that person was going to stay at Hogwarts, he wanted to ensure that fire wouldn't burn down the whole building.

"If they are hiring him," Loki said. "I think that siege wards won't be amiss and I will need to speak with Dumbledore about his choice of a teacher. Dresden has a certain reputation and this castle might not survive his presence."

As soon as the wards were set he moved the towers with dormitories onto their proper places and added stairs that would connect them with the common room below the bathhouse and quickly added small common rooms for each house for meetings of them and moments when they wanted to celebrate something without rubbing it in. Once those were set next thing to get done were portals connecting dorms to the bathhouse below, simple bit of extremely advanced thaumaturgy connected with few more obscure disciplines of magic.

For one last time Loki looked at his work and with a snap of his fingers teleported into the office of Dumbledore. "We need to talk about your new choice of a teacher," he flatly said, glaring at the Headmaster of Hogwarts. "Dresden, Warden Dresden or Winter Knight Dresden or Warden of Demonreach Dresden is a person that I have a lot of respect for, but he has a talent for destruction and even more destruction, part of which I would love to stay away from Hogwarts."

"He was not my first candidate, but my hand was forced in the matter by person with whom I don't want to argue," Dumbledore said. "The Merlin gave me a choice Dresden or Warden Ramirez and I prefer someone who can get their respect more easily."

"And is in the top five percent of the strongest wizards on the planet."

"Indeed," Dumbledore nodded. "He also should temper Madam Umbridge as I want to get rid of her and he as a Warden has quite a lot to say when it comes to the Laws of Magic."

"Laws which are more lenient for you as you have a safer channel for your magic, wand, that insulates you better against energies of black magic. Though it is only for the first three laws, last four ones are still as strict as they are for the Council," Loki pointed out, but then smirked. "You hope to catch her with a toe out of the line and then bring down Dresden or me onto her."

"Indeed," Dumbledore nodded. "She is a menace and Dresden hates such things, so the sooner they meet, one of them will explode and get out of the castle."

"Also Dresden might help with any black magic issues, from what I know about him, he is quite capable and Mab is impressed with his performance as her Winter Knight."

"How angry will she be if I steal him for few years?"

"As long as he can attend to his duties as a Winter Knight, she will accept why he needs to be here," Loki said. "She is a logical one, so she can guess why do you want him teaching at this school."

"Good, good," Dumbledore said, stroking his beard. "Filius mentioned that Harry will be bringing friends with him."

"Indeed," Loki smirked. "Friends and quite capable warriors, just in case he needs to get out of a hairy situation, also it won't hurt them to learn some wanded magic. I assure you that they will behave and play by the rules."

"They won't blow up or destroy anything?"

"Unprovoked? No, but if one of braver students will have a desire to test them, well, things can happen and they can have problems," Loki said. "But I hope that most of your wizards will be reasonable enough not to cause problems. As I'm sure that Harry won't cause troubles first, he was taught to think first and then react, not charge into battle head first and get out of it in pieces and dead."

Dumbledore nodded and Loki smiled.

"Good, that should solve our issues and Dresden should be a good addition to your teaching staff," Loki said and snapped his fingers, vanishing from the office.

o-0-o

Harry blew the dust of the staff and looked at the effect of his work, six feet of hard ash wood was covered in sigils and runes that helped to channel magic and would allow him to easily channel it through the staff. He spent over a week cutting those marks in the wood, making sure that each line was smooth and even, that each sign meant what it was supposed to mean and that there were no taints that would cause troubles with magic.

He lifted it and channeled a miniscule amount of magic through the wood, almost instantly he was rewarded by an almost impossible to hear humming noise and runes starting to glow. "It seems that you finally did it," Atalanta said as she walked to him. "Which means time for us and away from your work."

"Yes," he agreed. "Finally done and no more work for those holidays."

She smiled and sat down on the couch to his side. "So what do you plan to do?"

"Nothing," he said and kissed her, making her blush lightly. "Enjoy the time with people I like and care about."

She trailed her fingers up his arm and smiled. "I like the answer and we will have a lot of fun with each other."

He took a long, careful look at her. "Are you thinking about those things?"

"Maybe," she smiled. "We have almost three weeks of time to kill, so we might do it."

Harry blushed and smiled. "I like the way you speak and I won't mind it."

"Which teen would mind it?"

"None," he quickly answered and got up. "I will show it to my uncle so that he can check it and I will be back."

She nodded and he quickly walked out of the room, heading for the area of the Citadel where his uncle was most likely to be. Several moments later he was standing in front of Loki who took his staff and carefully rolled it between his fingers.

"Quite a nice work," Loki said, rolling the wood between his fingers. "It will work decently and should serve you well."

"Uncle, if I may ask, why didn't you give me a staff when you started to teach me magic?" Harry asked

"Because it is too helpful and a young sorcerer needs to learn how to use his magic without any props to help him channel," Loki explained. "Without a staff you need to not only focus, channel and shape magic, but also give it direction, which is a lot harder than it seems. So when you get a staff you can use finer magic as it takes off your shoulders burden of working on direction."

"I see," Harry said with a sigh of resignation.

"At Hogwarts you will be allowed to use wands or staffs all the time," Loki said and Harry perked up. "Yes, I'm not joking, though first few weeks will be mostly about theory and rules that govern magic."

"Still, it shouldn't be that bad," Harry said and Loki nodded.

"It will be fine," he said and summoned a folded piece of parchment. "speaking about Hogwarts I have something for you." He handed piece of parchment to Harry who just arched an eyebrow. "It's a map, based on what your father and his friends did when they were at Hogwarts, I created a similar one, with few small gifts hidden inside. At the moment it tracks every being in school and shows all commonly known corridors, hallways and rooms. As you will use it, there will be riddles showing up and once you figure them out hidden parts will show."

"Sounds interesting," Harry said, carefully unfolded the map and almost immediately on the surface of parchment appeared lines. "It looks cool."

"Thank you," Loki smiled. "You can set password that will protect its content from curious people and show it only to those that know it. Also you can use it to find the shortest round from one point to another."

Harry's smile turned into a grin. "Please tell me that it tell me when someone is near."

"Maybe," Loki smirked. "You need to figure out that for yourself, but who knows. Maybe there is something like that hidden there."

Harry grinned and disappeared out of his uncle's rooms.

o-0-o

Holidays passed in a very fast blur and Harry realized that they were almost over when he walked into the Healer's Halls to get a check-up from Eir and probably a really long talk about not returning in pieces and staying away from dangerous situations that could kill or injure him. He walked through the common area and headed for smaller, more private examination rooms, he stopped in front of door leading inside and gently knocked.

Door opened on its own and he took it as a cue to step inside, Eir looked at him and indicated at the bed placed in the corner. "You know what to do," she said.

"Right," he said with a sigh. "Undress down to the underwear, lay down on the bed and answer any questions you might have."

"Indeed," she said with a small smile. "After all of those years and of checkups and being patched up after training accident you would know what to do without being told."

He got out of his clothes and placed them to the side before laying on the bed and looking at her. She walked to him and leaned over, at the same time placing her hand, that glowed green, above his head and slowly moving downwards. "Well, you are healthy and fit as any Æsir teen should be," she commented and brushed her fingers against the scars on his chest. "But, there are some things happening to you that will show up soon."

"What's it?" He asked, some concern visible in his voice.

"Nothing bad," she said. "Just will cause you a lot of headaches and sleepless nights, parts of it are already awake, telepathy that you are developing is the first step of it. So you have nothing to fear from it."

"At least that's good," Harry said with a thin smile. "One good thing they did to me."

"You could say so," she agreed and looked at him. "Remember about three things, don't get shot or cut to pieces, take the drug, as bastards aren't approved and you are of age to actually have sex, and last, but not least keep working out."

"I know," he said with a sigh. "No fun for me, only responsibilities and duties."

"Well, you are healthy so you are free to go," she said, shooing him out of the room. "Just don't get back in pieces as I don't plan on patching you up or pulling bullets out of your wounds. So stay out of troubles."

"I will try," he said as he finished dressing up and disappeared out of the room.

o-0-o

Harry looked at the city bathed in orange rays of evening sun and sighed, he came to love Asgard yet in the past two years he spent here less time than he spent on Midgard and while he loved Midgard and the Institute, he wasn't so sure about Hogwarts, place where he was supposed to spend seven long years. All of their trunks were packed and ready, just waiting to be taken to Midgard and Hogwarts.

"Do you need to be so broody?" Atalanta asked, walking to him and placing hand on his shoulder. "You think and sigh for almost half of the day."

"I'm just not sure about Hogwarts and being there," he said and looked at her. "Please tell me you have some good news."

"Well, I might have," she said, kissing him on the cheek. "Laura and Jean returned to Midgard and now it's just you and me."

He blushed and looked at her. "Tomorrow we will travel there, what do you plan to do now?"

"Spend the time with you. At Hogwarts we won't have that much time to be with each other, so I want to use as much of it as I can."

"Well, dusk is soon," he said, looking at the sun. "Maybe an hour or two before it hides behind the horizon and we are alone, so what do you suggest?"

"Spend most of the time in bed and with each other?" she suggested with a smirk. "It's not like we will have an opportunity to do it, so how does it sound?"

"Quite well," he said with a smile.

"Get changed into your sleeping clothes and get into the bed," she said, before kissing him and walking into the room.

He felt his cheeks redden even more, but he shrugged it off and few moments later he laid in his massive bed snuggled against Atalanta and covered by few large furs. "I will miss those moments," he whispered and kissed her.

"The soonest we can have fun will be Yuletide," she said and trailed her fingers along his muscled arm. "Which is three, no, four months away."

"We will enjoy our company more, then."

"Maybe we will," she smiled. "But I think that we can have some fun with each other and do something that I wanted to do on your birthday."

"What?" He asked her.

She kissed him, her tongue pushing into his mouth and exploring it, his eyes widened in surprise at her aggressiveness and desire. "Give you a very special gift," she whispered, ending the kiss. "One only I can give you. My virginity."

He sharply inhaled and looked at her, not sure if she was joking. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," she said, her fingers tenderly moving across his chest. "I trust you and I know that you are a special person, one with whom I want to have this moment."

"I will be honored," he said and kissed her, "But I don't want to cause you pain."

"You won't," she whispered, leaning closer to his ear, her hot breath caressing his skin. "It will be a very enjoyable moment," she kept on whispering as she caressed his torso. "Harry, I want you to take me. I want you to take me and my virginity on this day. I want to give you myself and my virginity as the most special gift for you."

He felt his heartbeat get faster with each word she had spoken, each word was heating up flames of passion and lust inside of his mind. "At," he whispered and kissed her. "I love you and if you want to give me your virginity I will take it and cherish the moment."

"Harry," she whispered, sending shivers across his body. "You are a person that I treated like a brother and now is my lover. I was the one that was the first one to make out with you and I want you to be the one that takes my virginity."

"At," he whispered, leaning closer to her ear. "You were like a sister to me and now you are my lover, person whom I love and desire, if you want to give me your virginity, I will take it."

"I want to," she whispered before kissing him, her tongue pushing into his mouth. "I want you to take me," she whispered, catching her breath. "So take me," she whispered as her lips melted against his.

He felt his hormones getting out of control, her body was enough to get them restless. She was just under six feet tall with a beautifully sculpted body, every single inch covered in muscles and wrapped in a perfect coppery skin. Her breasts were quite large and just asking for a squeeze or two, overall she looked like a goddess you wanted to worship. That was enough to get his hormones and urges restless, the kiss set his whole body on fire.

"I will take you," he whispered as he threw furs covering them to the side. "I will take you and make you mine."

She smiled and allowed his gaze to explore her and take into account her shirt and shorts, as well as his own shorts, three highly unnecessary pieces of garment. "I want you to take my virginity and to remember this day," she whispered. "The day when we became true lovers."

He let out a moan of arousal and pushing her onto the bed, climbed onto her. "You will be mine," he whispered, kissing her. "Do you want it?"

"I want you," she whispered and parted her lips, inviting his tongue inside. "I want you inside of me, I want you!"

He ended the kiss and slowly, sensually rolled her shirt up, revealing her belly and parts of her breasts, she looked beautifully, not a single blemish on her skin, her breast two perfect mounds of flesh, round and soft. "You are a goddess," he whispered and touched her breasts. "Being that should be worshipped and adored."

"You are a sweet lover," she whispered and chuckled. "Worship me and my whole body."

He smiled and rolled up her shirt even more, she looked at him and eagerly raised her hands to let him remove it, revealing her whole upper body to the world. His gaze ran over her breasts and he started to fondle with them, his moves careful and unsure at first. However the moment she started to moan and groan he smiled and started to be more sure of what he was doing. 'Do you like it?" he asked huskily.

"Yes," she said between one hitched breath and another. "Play with them and make me feel well."

He smiled and moved closer, his hot breath caressing her flesh and sending shivers all over her body. "You are a gorgeous goddess," he whispered, his hands fondling with her breasts. "One who is a perfect lover for me," he whispered as he grabbed one of her nipples with his mouth and started to suck it.

"Harry," she whispered, her hands buried in his long, black hair. "You are a perfect lover, one that every girl desires to have, you are brave, smart, strong, good-looking, sweet, considerate, yet passionate and unsated."

He felt his cheeks get hot from her praise, she knew how to make him feel well and how to stroke his ego. "At," he whispered, releasing her nipple. "You are an ideal lover for me," he kept on whispering as his fingers caressed her breasts, slowly, but surely kneading them. "Gentle, nice, sweet, strong, intelligent, wild and passionate as well as understanding."

She only smiled and pulled him into a kiss, her breasts mashing against his torso, their soft flesh squeezed by his chest. He let go of her mouth and looked into her golden eyes. "Do you want to keep going?" He asked in a whisper.

"Harry," she said and her breath hitched. "I want you, I want you to take my virginity," she whispered and made him smile.

He kissed her and slowly moved downwards, his fingers grazing sides of her body, feeling out every shape and curve, his lips leaving a trail of kisses down her chest and stopping at her belly button. "Your wish is my command, Princess," he whispered and slowly pulled down her shorts.

The sight which was revealed to his eyes was a magnificent one, her pubic area, her slit surrounded by a small patch of trimmed pubic hair. There was already some wetness visible, showing how aroused she was. "You are a goddess," he whispered.

"Thank you," she smiled and reached for his shorts. "Let me help you," she said pulling them down.

He breathed in relief as previously they were constraining him and now he was free. His manhood was free to go and nothing restrained it. "Thank you, love," he whispered.

"No problem," she smiled and looked into his eyes. "I want both of us to enjoy the moment."

He smiled and placed his hand on her crotch. "You are wet," he said, amused twinkle to his eyes.

She chuckled and looked at him. "I'm aroused and my body wants you," she whispered and touched his hard manhood. "You also want to have fun."

He shuddered at the touch and lightly bobbed his head. "Are you ready?" He asked her.

"Yes," she said as she laid on the bed and spread her legs apart. "Take me," she whispered. "Take me and my virginity."

He crawled onto her, using one of his hands guided his manhood into her and then he slowly lowered himself onto her. "Tell me when it will hurt," he whispered into her ear as his manhood pushed into her pussy. "I don't want to cause you any pain."

She gasped at the feeling of him entering her virgin pussy, but then she relaxed and moved a bit. "I'm fine," she said, "Just be slow and careful, let me adjust to having you inside."

He smiled, placed her hands on his wings and started to move, his thrusts slow and even. "You are mine," he whispered and kissed her. "Mine and Laura's, we will make love when we want to and when we desire you."

She moaned at the feeling of him inside of her and started to caress his wings, her fingers carefully and softly touching them, yet easily sending shivers through his body and not helping him in enjoying their first sex. "I love you," he whispered and looked into her eyes. "I love you and I desire your body."

"I want you," she whispered between one hitched breath and another. "Leave your seed inside of me."

He looked at her, at the same time trying to keep his thrusts slow and even. "Do you want to have it?"

"Yes, please," she whispered and he nodded.

He kissed her and started to make his thrusts faster, his manhood emerging from and burying inside of her snatch, his balls slapping against her flesh. Suddenly her legs wrapped around his waist and pulled him deeper into her. He looked at her in surprise, only to see an amused expression on her face

He could feel his orgasm approach, it felt like a slowly building wave of emotions and pleasure that boiled and grew. He thrust few more times and then it came, washing over him and setting his nerves on fire. At the same time his manhood started to twitch and streams of his seed left it and started to fill her, which triggered an orgasm for her and made her shake and shudder below him as from their mouths were escaping moans of lust and pleasure. Through the orgasmic haze he was able to feel and notice a mark appearing on his and hers bellies and a new presence in his mind.

He crashed against her and laid there, his manhood still inside of her, both of them covered in sweat, breathing heavily and basked in the afterglow of sex.

"I love you," Atalanta whispered and pulled him into a kiss.

As they kissed it felt for him even better than previously, as if previous kisses were diluted version of the liquid pleasure he was now feeling. Their tongues were exchanging saliva and dueling.

"We are lovers," he whispered ending the kiss and slipping out of her.

"We are," she agreed. "We always were, but now we are fully."

He smiled and looked at her face, her golden eyes shining with happiness and joy. "We need to do it more often," he finally said.

"Indeed," she said with a sultry smile. "Especially since at Hogwarts we will lack an opportunity."

"One more?" He asked as he started to knead her breasts.

She smiled and grabbing him by the shoulders rolled on the bed, so that she was mounting his hips, it also gave him a view onto her belly where he noticed faintly glowing pink tattoo, he glanced at his own and saw a blue one.

"This time I will ride you," she purred, kissed him full on the lips making tattoos flare up and then she grabbed his manhood and inserted into her snatch, groaning as she lowered herself.

He smiled and moaned as she fully lowered herself onto him and then leaned forward to kiss him. He enjoyed the kiss, at the same time his hands snaked to her hips and started to knead her buttocks.

"You are mine," she whispered as she started to ride him, he smiled and started to thrust into her, synchronizing their paces.

He moaned as the first wave of sensation washed over him, it was a much stronger and more powerful sensation than during their first time.

"No," he whispered. "You are ours." He kissed her, pressing their bodies against each other. "We will share ourselves with each other and Laura."

She moaned as she rode him, her body in a synchronization with him, bringing both of them closer and closer to their releases. With each move their breathing quickened as they felt their orgasms come to them, she finally loudly moaned and fluids gushed out of her pussy and onto his hardness. This was too much for him and with one final moan he buried his manhood inside of her and came, streams of his seed left his loins and started to fill her pussy. This one was a much, much stronger orgasm than his first one, as well as a more lasting one.

Wave of pleasure and lust washed over his mind, setting his whole body on fire. Glow from their tattoos connected into one, but after a moment it started to die down.

"It was fantastic," she said, sloppily kissing him. "I love you, Harry."

He smiled at those words and looked into her eyes. "I will miss those moments when we will be at Hogwarts."

"We will have time to be with each other," she promised him and moved so that his manhood left her. "Now sleep, love," she whispered, pressing her hot body against him.

He embraced her and with her soft breasts pressing against his torso he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep, it was one of last few moments of their true freedom before they needed to go to Hogwarts.

o-0-o

On the next day they used Bifrost to travel to Midgard and to be exact to King's Cross Station in London, Loki was with them as he was the one that could keep crowds from not noticing them. Harry felt a gentle squeeze on the shoulder and looked at his uncle. "Stay out of trouble, nephew," Loki said. "I don't want to explain to your Headmaster why some of his students are dismembered and I even less want to explain to your mother why were you expelled."

"I understand," Harry said with a roll of his eyes. "I was fine at the Institute, so I should be fine here."

"If you say so," Loki said as they passed onto Platform 9¾. "Wizards are a lot different than mutants, but there might be some familiar or known faces, not only wizards."

"Oh?"

"You will see," he said, before pulling to a side. "Atalanta, Ulf," he said, getting their attention. "You will be in the same house as Harry and your main duty is to protect him, but also learn. While many things will be familiar to you, many will be new and knowledge is power, power that you will need to survive in the world. So don't slander this chance and treat it as an opportunity to learn something."

"We understand," they chorused, making Loki smile.

"Good," he said, before focusing on Harry. "Nephew, those same things apply to you, but also treat it as an opportunity to have fun and learn things about your parents and their exploits. There are many things you will learn about them, some of them merely interesting, but many are also amusing and useful for you to know. So learn, have fun and cause mischief."

"Won't mother murder me for causing mischief?" Harry asked. "She mentioned something about it."

"If you cause troubles that get noticed," Loki pointed out with a smirk. "Now tell me if something innocent and playful will be reported?"

"No."

"Exactly," he said ruffled Harry's hair. "So be yourself and have fun."

Harry smiled and hugged his uncle before walking back into the crowd of young wizards, witches and their families, all of whom were swarming around the train with a massive crimson steam engine, on the side of which in golden letters was stenciled 'Hogwarts Express'.

"That's the way to get to Hogwarts?" Atalanta asked, her keen eyes sweeping over the crowds.

"Looks like it and we were told it was supposed to be a train," Harry said. "I'm more curious who is this familiar face mentioned by my uncle."

"We will see," Ulf said, as they pushed through the crowd and towards the train. "That is if I don't kill them if they don't move out of my way."

"Easy," Harry said quietly. "You will have time to kill later, now we need more peaceful solution."

Ulf grumbled, but nodded and followed Harry who shoved out of his way a wizard and they managed to get onto the train. For a moment they walked down the corridor, looking for an empty compartment or at least one where they could all fit.

Suddenly Harry stopped when he saw a teen with auburn hair and scarred face sitting in one of them. "I think we found one," he said, making them look at him. "It's Gambit and it is probably the best we can find."

They nodded and piled into the compartment, getting attention of Gambit who until now was dozing off, but was woken up by the noise caused by them. He got up and helped them with stowing away their trunks.

"So what are you doing here?" Harry asked, taking a good look at Gambit.

"Well, Fury needed someone that knows martial arts and could teach at Hogwarts," Gambit said with a grin. "So he chose me and I got a job there, paid rather handsomely, not that I need the money."

"I guess that's good," Harry said and smiled. "I won't mind some familiar and known faces, my uncle mentioned that there was someone more that I should know."

"Banshee is also at Hogwarts, or will," Gambit said. "Officially to ensure that the school is safe, in truth..."

"To keep a very close eye on what is happening inside of the school," Atalanta finished and they looked at her. "What? I got the same education as the two of you got, it's not hard to guess what is he doing here."

"Fair enough," Harry said and leaned back. "So Professor LeBeau or Gambit or Remy?"

"Officially Professor LeBeau, unofficially Gambit or Remy," Gambit said with a smile. "You know that authority is important and how well would sound you using name of the teacher, instead of a honorific and his surname?"

"Right," Harry said with a sigh as the train started to pull away from the station. "Need to show respect, proper decorum and use formal titles, did I miss something?"

"No," Gambit said with a smile. "You just listed all of them, though until we are at Hogwarts, we can ignore it."

"Good, you are here to take a look at your future students?"

"Maybe," he smiled. "Or maybe I want to do it?"

Harry nodded and relaxed in his seat, knowledge that Gambit was going to be at school had a soothing effect on him. Even if at first he had doubt about the place where were Gambit loyalties, after six months of living under the same roof and being forced to spend time together, he came to trust this Cajun teen.

He was about to ask Gambit about something when doors of the compartment opened and through them stepped in two teens with red hair and freckled faces that looked like the surface of the moon. One of them was a tall boy, thin and lanky, while second was a girl petite and small, yet somewhat attractive.

"May we sit here?" the boy asked. "There are no other free compartments on the train."

"At, Ulf, Gambit?" Harry asked.

"As long as they do not cause troubles, why not," Gambit said. "It's not that we can be picky."

"You heard him," Harry said, looking at the teens. "As long as you behave you can stay."

They nodded and filled into the compartment, yet it surprised Harry that they didn't have any trunks with them. He filled away that piece of data for later usage and focused on them. They behaved as if they owned the place and nobody mattered to them.

"What are your names?" the boy asked.

"Harry Potter."

"The Harry Potter, Boy-Who-Lived," he demanded and Harry's eyes almost immediately narrowed.

"Yes, why does it matter?" he asked.

"Because you are a supposed savior of wizarding world," the boy said and extended his hand. "I'm Ron Weasley, can we be friends?"

"Why should I be your friend?" Harry asked. "You did it only after I told you that my name was Harry Potter."

"Because I know who is good and who is bad in the world to which you are a foreigner and know nothing about," Ron said.

Before Harry opened his mouth Ginny launched herself at him. "Also you should stay only with light families, us, those good ones," she said, sitting in his lap and moving her hips in a sensual manner. "I'm Ginny Weasley and you deserve me, not anybody else."

"Leave. Him. Alone," Atalanta hissed, her eyes narrowed and ablaze. "Or I won't be responsible for my actions."

"What will you do to me?" Ginny asked.

Atalanta growled and moved, she was so fast that Harry had troubles following her moves, the next thing he saw was Ginny pinned against the wall with a dagger against her throat. "One cut, it will be enough," Atalanta whispered into Ginny's ear. "You will slowly choke on your own blood, so choose. Leave him alone or that will happen to you."

"She is my sister, remove that thing from her throat!" Ron shouted as he pulled out his wand.

Harry sighed and looked at Ulf. "Can you be so kind and take out the trash? Both of them if you could, they are annoyances and I'm in no mood to deal with them."

Ulf grinned in reply and with one hand grabbed Ron by the collar of his shirt, while with the other reached for Ginny. Atalanta looked at Ulf's hand and then just moved away to let him grab Ginny, he walked out of the compartment, before giving Ron a powerful kick up his ass and tumbling him down the corridor, where he soon was joined by Ginny. "Trash is out," Ulf cheerfully reported, getting back and dusting off his hands.

"Nicely done," Gambit said with a smile. "Tell me the next time you will do it as I need to watch it."

"No problem."

Before Harry had a chance to get comfortable doors were once again open and through them stepped in two extremely similar people to the two that were removed by Ulf. However they were also a lot different, more stocky and had an air of confidence and mischief around them. They stepped inside and cautiously looked around. "Who was the one who kicked our brother so hard that he cannot walk straight?" one of them asked.

"I," Ulf said. "Why does it matter?"

"We wanted to congratulate you," one of them laughed. "I'm Fred and this is George," he said, indicating his companion. "We never saw him in such a bad shape."

"I'm glad that I could help you," Ulf smiled. "Maybe you will join us."

Fred looked at George who just nodded and together they took the last two seats that were free. "So what did they do?" Fred asked.

"Started to cause troubles," Harry said. "So Ulf was kind enough to remove them out of the compartment."

"We like you," George said. "But I think we don't know who you are."

This time proper introductions were made and Fred and George looked at Harry, their gazes focused on him.

"What?" He asked. "If you want my fame, Ulf will send you the same way your siblings came out."

"No," George said. "It's just that our older brother mentioned you and was quite impressed, which is a thing that happens rarely. Also we don't want your fame, we much more prefer friendship, having fun and causing mischief."

"A much better answer," Harry said with a grin. "And I think that I like you."

"As we like you," Fred said. "I kind of wonder into which house you will be sorted."

"We will see," Harry said and smiled. "From what uncle told me each house is interesting in a way."

"It is mostly true," George said.

"We are proud and brave Gryffindors, but we don't have a single issue with other houses," Fred continued. "But we ask you for one thing."

"Yes?" Harry asked.

"Don't murder our siblings, even if we dislike them, they are family, which means not killing each other and our mother would be angry if she learnt that Ginny or her Ronniekins were injured. So for everybody's sake, injure them, but don't kill or maim."

"I think it is doable," Atalanta said. "But when she gets close to Harry, I won't be responsible for my actions."

Fred and George winced. "Our sister is a rather tough person when it comes to convincing her not to do something," George said. "And she believes that you are supposed to be hers."

Harry loudly snorted and looked at them. "That's a joke?"

"Unfortunately no," Fred said with a wince. "You can say thank you to our dear mother and her ideas."

"It seems that she needs to be convinced to stay away from him," Atalanta said viciously. "He is mine and I don't plan on sharing him with that red haired nightmare, if she wants someone, she can have anybody else than him."

"Can we not talk about all of this?" Gambit cut in. "You will have plenty of time later at school and I would prefer more enjoyable topics."

Harry looked at Gambit in thanks and nodded, it was enough to make them move to nicer topics as the train moved closer and closer to Scotland and Hogwarts.

o-0-o

Atmosphere in the staff room was dense as I looked at the pink menace sitting on the other side of the room. If Justin had any siblings, they would look just like her, ugly, squat, unpleasant and power hungry or prime examples of local wizarding community. "I'm here on the orders from the Council and I will carry them out," I growled, she thought that she could push me around. She was so wrong about it. "You have nothing to say about them."

She cleared her throat and coughed unpleasantly. "I fear not," she said, her voice dripping with venomous sweetness. "Wardens have no interest in Hogwarts and you are one, so you have no reason to be here."

"No reason to be?" I snorted. "Maybe you want to see what happens when the Council learns about breaking the Laws by your wizards and sends a cadre or two of Wardens."

"We are exempt from those laws of yours," she croaked. "So you have no authority over us."

I wanted to yell at her and shove her words down her throat, but thankfully I was saved by an intervention from what it looked like my least expected ally in this room, Severus Snape, resident dungeon bat and Potion Master.

"Unfortunately for you, Madam Umbridge, Warden Dresden is correct," Snape cut in with his sneer, he was a man that I came to like, even with his evil guy vibe, he was a person that knew a lot and knew which battles to pick. "He has authority over us, we have more lenient treatment when it comes to the first three laws, the rest is as strict as for the Council."

"Thank you," I said in direction of Snape and focused on the pink menace. "As he said, three first laws, the rest applies the same and the treatment is the same. Execution with a very. Sharp. Sword."

I smiled thinly when she paled. "You wouldn't dare?"

"Oh yes, I would dare," I snarled, keeping power of Winter Knight Mantle in check, it was a powerful tool that also loved messing with my mind. "Last year from what I know Asgard moved and they blew up Durmstrang, while murdering most of its students for black magic. You might be their next target, so either you deal with Odin or let me be here. And I assure you that you don't want to deal with that one-eyed guy when he is mad, even his normal persona is scary."

"We won't be attacked, this school stood for thousand years and will stand for thousand more."

"Dolores, perhaps more peaceful voice would be appreciated," Dumbledore cut in and I focused on him, even if he was eccentric I could feel his connection to the castle and while not as powerful as me, with the castle backing him up, he was perhaps as dangerous as one of the Senior Council. "What do you plan to teach them? Merlin was vague about it."

"Things they should know not to get executed by a Warden," I said. "And so that they can survive in the world." I could see the pink toad open her mouth, so I glared at her and she stopped. "Good, stay silent. It will be easier for us, as I said, things they need to survive in the world, including how to defend against magic and various things they might encounter."

"They are children and they are safe within those walls," Dumbledore said and made me sight.

Those wizards were illogical and I wondered how did I get convinced by my grandfather and the Merlin to take this job, I should have let Carlos have fun and turn down the offer. I thought that the Senior Council lacked intelligence, but those people were the purest morons I ever saw. They were self-centered, narrow-minded morons that didn't see further than the end of their own nose and lived in a gilded cage. "I don't know if you noticed, but there is a fucking war happening in the world and once they leave those walls they won't be children, they will be wizards that need to know as much as they can," I said through clenched teeth. "If you don't like what I will teach, stay away from my class and what I will be teaching, otherwise I won't be responsible for my actions and someone might get harmed."

"Are you threatening us?" the toad croaked.

"Yes, test me if you wish," I said and leaned against the wall. "But you might not come out of it alive. I don't expect you to love me or even like, I just want to have peace when I will be teaching."

"You will have peace," Dumbledore said with a sigh. "Do you need something else?"

"No," I said and with a snarl stormed out of the room. "Bloody idiots, one day they will get me killed. There is a war and they think it is raining."

I walked through the halls, my duster billowing behind me, scabbard of my new Warden sword clacking against my leg. I needed to have some fresh air or I was going to explode, they were idiots and morons that lived in their perfect world and didn't want to acknowledge the fact that something could be wrong. I shook my head and slowly exhaled, pushing down the power of Winter, it wanted to kill and murder and I actually agreed with it. But I forced it to behave. I was Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden a wizard, not some petty thug of Mab.

o-0-o

Hogwarts Express came to a stop in the rain and darkness somewhere int Scotland and they filled out onto the station. "First year have a different entrance," Fred and George said before joining their friends and leaving Harry's group alone, Gambit disappeared earlier, thus leaving them on their own.

They followed the crowd of overexcited wizards and a hulking man that must have some blood of giants in his veins towards the lake and hundreds of boats anchored there. "Three people per boat," the man called.

They took seats in one of the boats and were able to take the very first look at the massive form of Hogwarts castle, hundreds of buildings and towers built on top of a peninsula cutting into the lake.

"Not as impressive as the Citadel back home," Harry said, taking a better look.

"Cut them some slack," Atalanta chided him. "The Citadel was built by your family for several millennia, this was created by your uncle in a moment, also the Citadel is supposed to shine and blind everybody looking at it."

"Fair enough," he said as boats started to sail.

They sailed across the lake and passed through a naturally formed tunnel in the rock on which the castle sat and before their eyes appeared Hogwarts in all of its glory. The image they had seen from the shore was a bleak one, here they could see hundreds of buildings with thousands of windows placed in them from where was pouring out amber light, warm and welcoming.

"Not the worst castle," Ulf commented and Harry looked at his friend. "The Citadel is nicer and bigger, but it looks good."

He nodded and they got out of their boats, the man led them up the stone stairs and towards the biggest building of the castle where they were met by a tall, seriously looking with with gray hair.

"First years, Professor McGonagall," the man said, nodding to the witch.

"Thank you, Hagrid," she said. "I will take it from here." She turned to look at them. "I'm Professor Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress and Professor of Transfiguration, now if you could follow me."

They followed her up few more stairs and into a small chamber with several high arch windows placed in the walls of it.

"Soon you will join the rest of the school for the Welcoming Feast, but first you will need to pass Sorting Ceremony. You will be placed in one of four houses, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff or Slytherin, during your stay at the school they will be your family, you will attend classes with your housemates, your misdeeds will bring shame onto your house, your achievements fame," she said and her gaze swept over their faces. "Now, tidy up yourself and in a moment I will be back."

Harry looked around and could feel someone's gaze focused on him, he followed it to the source and noticed a blond teen starting intently at him.

"What?" Ulf asked.

"Nothing," Harry shrugged and at the same time McGonagall came back and motioned for them to follow her. And cut, to be continued…

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A/N - Loki once again playing with Hogwarts - he has his goals and wants to bring wizards in line as otherwise it could end badly for them, badly in the homicidal murder kind of way.

Dresden being saddled with Hogwarts - he always was disliked by the Senior Council so the Merlin would happily throw him at Hogwarts, also with Fomor around nobody wants to let them dig their claws into this particular castle and students inside of it. Attack on Dresden means that Mab can also interfere and that's a person that's good at scaring people away and even Fomor that have a grudge against wizards will actually pause and think.

Loki making a copy of the Map - he's the Trickster and even if this particular thing was done by his idiotic brother, it is a good thing and he likes those things. So giving it to Harry to let him have fun is a rather good idea. And that's without any additional features he added to it.

Harry and Atalanta - they are both as high on various drugs as you can make it without risking side-effects from showing up, so they can fuck as much as they wish to and nothing will happen. Besides, they want to enjoy their last night on Asgard and have some fun.

Ginny's behavior - she was Harry obsessed fangirl when she was eleven, here she's fourteen and had few more years to dream about her and Harry.

Dresden's threat about raid made by Wardens - very real and for damage level imagine a band of special forces storming your house and shooting at everybody that doesn't obey their command. They are antsy, trigger-happy, most of them saw so many evils that they prefer murdering suspects on the spot and generally are closer to military forces than law enforcement.

Warden sword - yes, in canon they didn't make new ones, but that was because Luccio was incapable of making new ones after body swap, she had the knowledge inside and I think that finding a person that could make them would be her goal.

Reviews:

WhiteElfElder - indeed, he will have a very painful time is prepared for him. The only question is who will be responsible for his fall.