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Chapter 15: Plan
It was three days later and the Avengers were in Britain. Maria was back with the children at the tower, while the Avengers went with Fury and Fury alone went to meet with the contact that he had in the wizarding government. All the Avengers had files on the wizarding world, quite large files at that, which they were supposed to read, which explained the inner workings and most noticeable figures with also what was currently going on. Fury kept it hush hush where they were meeting but he took them down an alleyway that had a single door at the end, barely visible due to the fact it was night. Fury knocked, after looking around to make sure they weren't followed, and an old woman appeared with a dusty brown blanket covering her and said, "what do you want? Disturbing an old woman in her time of peace. I have a good right to-"
"Nicholas Fury, here to see Kingsley Shacklebolt, safe word motherfucker," Fury said with a sense of authority, "nice to meet you, Auror Tonks".
The Avengers were confused by the action as the old woman smiled and slowly began to change. The wrinkles disappeared, the oval face changed into a heart shape, the dark dirty brown eyes changed to dark and twinkling, she grew a few inches taller and the grey hair changed to bubblegum pink. She threw the blanket off, to show her wizarding robes. Stood before them now was a woman in her early 20s. She laughed at the look on the Avengers' faces and said, "nice safe word you guys have. You gonna tell us what it means, cause Kings sure isn't".
Fury kept his stern look as Tony exclaimed, "I'm going crazy, please tell me, I'm not the only one who saw that".
Tonks said, "I'm a Metamorphmagus, means I can change my appearance to anything I want it to be".
"Nymphadora, stop talking and let them in," a growling voice said.
Tonks turned to Mad-Eye at the end of the hall and her hair turned red as she said, "don't call me, Nymphadora. Besides, it's nice to be courteous, Mad-Eye".
Tonks stepped aside and gestured for them to come inside and as they did, they saw a man covered with scars while a chunk of his nose was missing. He had dark grey, grizzled hair and a wooden leg. His eyes were the most shocking feature as one was small and dark while the other was electric blue, a magical eye that was moving around independently from his other. They followed Tonks as she guided them into a room; inside was a large table, which some people were already sat down while others stood around. There was an African-English man who looked similar to Fury and the Avengers were surprised when Fury smiled a small but genuine smile as he hugged the man, "good to see you, Kingsley," Fury said.
"It's great to see you, cousin".
"Cousin?" Clint exclaimed believing Fury had no family.
"From my mother's side," Fury answered, "my mother was born a squib, a person born into a magical family without magic. Kingsley's mom is my mom's sister".
"Please, sit," an elderly man sat in the centre of the table said with a long silver beard and twinkling blue eyes. To his right was a rather severe looking woman, wearing emerald robs and a pointed crooked hat. She wore square spectacles. To her right was a pale man; his skin had premature lines, light brown hair with flecks of grey, clothing patchy and considerably shabby, and he had a thin moustache and a short rough beard. Sat at one end of the table was middle aged, greasy black hair, black eyed man who to the Avengers looked like he was displeased to be in the meeting.
Kingsley sat by Professor Dumbledore's left while Tonks sat next to him as the Avengers and Fury sat on the other side of the table. The man with the wooden leg, Mad-Eye Moody, stood leaning against the entrance of the doorway, looking sternly at the Avengers as if ready to stop them from leaving at any moment if they tried.
Kingsley did the introductions, "everyone, this is my cousin Nicolas Fury. He is the director of the secret government organisation named SHIELD, they are aware of our kind and deal with matters that not many could handle. Particularly aliens and advanced humans. He's with the Avengers; Thor God of Thunder, Captain America aka Steve Rodgers, Iron man, aka Tony Stark, The Hulk aka Bruce Banner, Hawkeye aka Clint Barton and finally the Black Widow who's known by many names, her most common is Natasha Romanoff," Kingsley said as he gestured to each of them. The Avengers could see that they weren't recognised by some members in the room, which was understandable as Fury explained that unless they had connections to the Muggle world, many didn't know about the Avengers or New York because the Daily Prophet didn't put it into their paper. Kingsley gestured to introduce the others but Fury beat him to it.
"Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, current headmaster of Hogwarts, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot and grand sorcerer. Minerva McGonagall, Professor of transfiguration at Hogwarts, also head of Gryffindor house and deputy headmistress. Remus Lupin, former Professor at Hogwarts and a werewolf".
The Avengers immediately looked alarmed, not knowing much about werewolves other than what they were recently read in on and of course, movies. They knew, however, that the man in front of them wasn't dangerous now but still kept an eye on all of them, like they had done since they walked in.
"Severus Snape, Professor of potions at Hogwarts school, head of Slytherin house and currently holds the title of youngest potions master. Nymphadora Tonks, Auror for the Ministry. Finally, Alastor Moody, retired Auror and one of the most recognised wizard catchers. Altogether, you're members of the Order of the Phoenix".
Everyone looked to Kingsley in surprise but he just smiled and said to Professor Dumbledore, "I swear, I didn't tell him a thing. My cousin has his own way of finding information".
"Which is the same way I know the war is starting again, that Voldemort had returned," Fury said, and they all witnessed as some members of the magic community stiffened at the name or shivered, showing their fear. Fury continued, "your Ministry doesn't even believe you. Looks like you got yourself into some trouble, cousin".
"Is this really necessary?" Professor Snape said bored, "why are we even speaking to these Muggles?"
"Because these Muggles," Natasha said not liking the way he was talking about them, "have information that there's someone in your world, that could be worse than Voldemort".
Kingsley looked to his cousin and said, "you mentioned Loki. I have informed everyone here about the events of New York".
Fury nodded, "it has come to our attention that Loki has a daughter here on earth. We think she is in your school, Hogwarts".
"Impossible," Professor McGonagall said, "if there's such a daughter of a man, we would know".
Thor leaned forward and said, "Loki is cunning, as are his children. She would be good at hiding, at disguising herself and maybe even her powers. But she will stand out among the rest, she will be powerful but try to blend in".
Professor Dumbledore smiled and said, "all of our children are special and different in ways. What you have described, are hundreds of students".
Clint added, "cunning, powerful, may have an attraction for the dark kinds of magic".
It was unintentional, but all the witches and wizards looked to Professor Snape as he sighed in annoyance and said, "we all know my Slytherins share many of those qualities. Cunningness is after all, one of our traits".
"Is there any way you can narrow it down?" Remus asked, "cunning and being a girl does doesn't narrow it down that much. Maybe an age".
Natasha said, "Loki has been on Asgard for the last 14 years after the events of New York. We assume she was already born, so she'd be at least 14".
Tonks commented, "that cuts out the first three years".
"This is getting us nowhere," Kingsley said, "that's still around 100 girls between 14 and 18".
"A wise man once said, your identity is everything, keep it hidden, keep it safe and no one can ever harm you," Professor Dumbledore said. "The child will not reveal herself so simply".
"Infiltration," Mad-Eye growled.
"Rightly so," Professor Dumbledore commented. "From what I have heard, the Avengers can defend yourselves, but you are Muggles, you share knowledge that many of our students don't know. Many of our students will never step foot outside of our world in fear that it is the same as the witch trials. Join our school, teach there".
The room immediately went into uproar, Kingsley saying that it wasn't a good idea, they didn't know that much about the magical world. Professor McGonagall said about how they would fit the lessons and it would cause chaos for students and the teachers. Professor Snape was saying that it wasn't the best idea because the parents will complain and so will the students, especially his. Tonks saying that the ministry wouldn't allow it, especially considering the circumstances at the moment in time with Dahlia. Professor Dumbledore eventually held up his hand and everyone quietened down.
"I will talk to Cornelius and persuade him it is for the best. We can make the lessons work, I truly do believe they can help our students. As for their knowledge and safety-" Professor Dumbledore was interrupted by Natasha.
"I'm pretty sure my bullets are quicker than you uttering a spell," the rest of the Avengers agreed that their weapons would work.
Kingsley said, "guns, maybe, but not all your weapons. Electrical devices don't work around magic".
Tony began to stutter and said, "w-w-what? Technology doesn't work? Pirate, you mentioned nothing about that".
The Avengers rolled their eyes at his behaviour as Bruce said, "Tony's whole world resolves around technology, it's who he is, how he made a name for himself. It's even how he keeps himself alive".
Tony hummed as he pointed to the light at his chest, "looks like I won't be going, what a shame, have fun guys".
"Wait," Natasha said, "not that I want you to come but Loki's magic didn't work on you when he tried to take over your mind. Maybe magic won't affect it".
"Stark, you're going," Fury said, "if the arc reactor gets affected, only then you can leave".
"Then its settled. I will speak to Cornelius and I am sure Kingsley can tell you of the news," Kingsley nodded to Professor Dumbledore. "For now, I think we all best depart. We have work to be done, as I am sure you do".
Professor Dumbledore slowly stood as Fury did and held out his hand. The headmaster shook it as Fury said, "honour to meet the man trying to stop the war".
"We are all trying to stop a war. We are all pieces on the board. What is important, is that we do not let the darkness consume us during these dark times". Professor Dumbledore smiled to all of them and said, "I hope to see you soon," he then disapparated. Professors Snape, McGonagall, and Mad-Eye following his lead. The only remaining wizards were Kingsley, Remus, and Tonks.
"Wow, so that's the leader of good guys," Tony joked.
Remus smiled and said, "Dumbledore is a fair and wise man. Many have wanted him to become our Minister of Magic, but he refuses to leave the school".
Everyone stood from their seats as Steve asked, "so what are we getting ourselves in for? If the plan works and we teach at the school".
The three wizards glanced to each other before Tonks answered, "you may want to watch your back, especially when it comes to the Slytherin students, they're the ones who wear green. Some of their parents are Death Eaters, followers of..."
"Voldemort," Clint said simply, "we read about him".
Tonks nodded, "we think some of the students may already be in the process of being recruited. If not, they will be soon".
"But, they do have good in them," Remus said, "all the kids do, they're just misguided. Raised to believe in blood superiority".
"So, they definitely won't take it kindly to you being there," Kingsley said then looked to Remus and Tonks, "you two should get going. Shift change should be around now".
Remus looked down at his watch and said, "he's right. Let's go".
Tonks nodded and said, "nice to meet you all. See ya later," both witch and wizard then disapparated away.
"Anything we should know?" Fury asked his cousin.
Kingsley, standing firm and serious, said as he glanced at all of them, "you best be as good as my cousin claims you to be. If you come into our world, a lot of people won't want you there. You can't have protection or someone who isn't prejudiced with you all the time, so you have to expect the unexpected and above all else, try not to kill anyone".
The Order came, the Advanced Guard, to the Dursleys' and took Dahlia away. She knew they were coming eventually, but she did not recognise many of them, only two of them, Remus and Mad-Eye. Tonks helped gather her belongs but was Dahlia was careful to hide her dagger behind her back under her shirt and was cautious when it came to putting the box that her sister gave her into the trunk, covered with a shirt so none of them could see the inscriptions, not that she thought any of them could understand Norse anyway. Flying through the cold night air, Dahlia was cautious of every turn as she wasn't told where they were going, she didn't need to know. She could see that they were going around in circles for the first few times and when Mad-Eye was questioned he continued to say it was for safety reasons, but the cold air was getting to everyone. They eventually landed and Mad-Eye passed a piece of paper to Dahlia and told her to memorise the address to see it. 12 Grimmauld Place was written, and she looked to see that the houses went from 11-13. After seeing the paper, number 12 appeared.
The front door opened into a long hallway, lit by a chandelier and gas lamps on either side. Its wallpaper was peeling, and the carpet had been worn thin. A portrait was on the wall of a woman sleeping but had a curtain over it to somehow hide the painting, as if no one wanted it to be seen. At the end of the hallway were the stairs to the upper levels and Dahlia could see house-elf heads, mounted on the wall on plaques. On one side of the hallway was the dining room, she didn't get a good look as the Order was in there, but is was a large room which featured the Black family crest and china with a long wooden table with chairs and hanging light fixtures.
The Order saw Dahlia at the door and immediately, Mrs Weasley appeared and closed the door and told Dahlia to go upstairs till the end of the meeting. Of course, she was curious and wanted to be in the room but Mrs Weasley wouldn't have none of it. She soon met Hermione and Ron with Hermione jumping towards her and engulfing her in a hug and said, "Lia, are you alright?" She pulled away, "we heard them talking about the Dementor attack, tell us what happened".
"Let her breathe, Hermione," Ron said.
"And this hearing at the Ministry, it's outrageous. I've looked it up, they simply can't expel you, it's unfair".
Dahlia walked past them and sat down in an armchair and said, "don't worry, they won't take my wand".
"Are you not even a little worried?" Ron asked.
"No," she said, and thought 'not when I can just call my sister and she can help me'. "Everything will sort itself out. I'm sure Dumbledore has a plan. What even is this place?"
"It's headquarters," Ron said.
"Of the Order of the Phoenix," Hermione added, "it's a secret society. Dumbledore formed it back when they first fought You-Know-Who ".
Dahlia knew of the Order, knew of her mother's involvement with it in the first war thanks to stories from her father and sister. What Dahlia didn't understand was why no one contacted her to tell her about Grimmauld place, she asked "so you couldn't put any of this in a letter? All summer nothing, and you guys have been here".
"We wanted to, honest we did," Ron said and she sighed at his honesty as he looked saddened.
"Dumbledore made us swear not to tell you anything," Hermione said.
"Dumbledore said that?" And bullseye, the reason why no one contacted Dahlia. If she wasn't with her sister she would have been lonely all summer, and even when she got the memories from the clone, a part of her felt abandoned during the summer thanks to those memories. It made her feel as if no one cared. In Dahlia's mind, there was no point in explaining why she could be useful, she just knew that when it came to war she had to find out things on her own, as it seems other people wouldn't tell her. It made her feel angry that no one could trust her, that after everything she's done, the Stone, the Basilisk, freeing Sirius, telling everyone that Voldemort was back, was as if it did nothing to prove to everyone that she could be trusted.
She played with her locket as she looked down to the floor, not paying attention to the fact that Hermione and Ron moved to sit, and her sister's voice came, "sister".
"I'm here, Hela," she thought.
"Seems they finally came for you; the guards have just informed me. They didn't anticipate you flying away or they would have followed".
"I should have known they would come today. The Dursleys left to a competition they won, obviously a fake. I should have realised".
"You have not been training in the art of war and deception too long, do not be so hard on yourself. Where did they take you? I can sense that you are in London, but I can't tell your actual location".
"I..." Dahlia went to answer but found she couldn't.
"You're in a place that holds strong ancestral magic".
"I don't know, maybe".
"Midgardian magic isn't as strong as our Aesir magic, but if a place has had protection wards on for many generations it can block our sight but only the exact location. Lily once told me of a charm, the Fidelius Charm, a very complex spell for Midgardians. I believe that's what's on the place you are at, it's why you cannot tell me. Are you safe?"
"I think so. Everyone's here, so I should be".
Two pops then were heard next to her and before she knew it, she reached for her wand and pushed one of the people up against the wall not too far away and held her wand to their throat. Her training kicking in.
"Wooo"
"What are you doing?"
"Dahlia, what the hell?"
Was heard around the room and it was only then she realised that she had Fred up against the wall with her wand at his throat. Dahlia took a few deeps breaths as Fred looked nervous and said, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Fred".
Dahlia pushed herself away as Fred put his arms down that were against the wall and said, "it's okay. Should have known you'd be a little jumpy. Got a bit of frustration bottled up there, haven't you?"
"Dahlia, are you okay?" Hela asked.
"I'm fine. I'll speak to you later".
Fred walked around Dahlia and sat on the bed with George as everyone was still looking at her surprised and anxious. Dahlia then said aloud, "sorry, you guys. Just a little anxious since the Dementors".
"It's alright, mate, we understand," George said.
"So, I see you've passed your apparition test, that's great".
"Thank you," the twins said.
"So, what's happening around here?"
"Other than Fred and George spying on the Order," Ginny said as she entered the room, "which is now pointless".
"How come?" The twins asked.
"There's a charm on the door to stop us from listening. Tonks told me how to detect it. You just throw something at it and if it doesn't touch it, then the charm's on. I've just been throwing Dungbombs at it and nothing, and there's no way the ears will get through the bottom of the door".
"Shame, I really wanted to know what old Snape's been up to," Fred sighed.
"Snape's here?" Dahlia said quickly, knowing he was in the Order from his mother but hearing it on Midgard just made it seem so much more real. She understood that nothing had really changed between them from the information she had found out, but she couldn't just think of him as the greasy bat potions Professor anymore, when he once meant so much to her mother and even her grandparents.
"Yep," George said, "he's here giving a report, top secret one".
Dahlia wondered if it was the same report that Dumbledore said could wait in the looking glass. The likelihood of it was slim as that was a couple of weeks ago and they would have had many other Order meetings since then she assumed.
"Git," Fred said.
"He's on our side now," Hermione defended.
"Doesn't stop him from being a git," Ron said, "you see the way he looks at us".
Dahlia clenched her fists, not wanting to get involved in this discussion knowing that in previous years, she would have had the same opinion as Ron on Snape, but knowing he was a spy and actually being tortured changed that.
"Bill doesn't like him either," Ginny added.
"Bill's here? I thought he worked in Egypt?" Dahlia asked wanting to switch conversations.
"He applied for a desk job at Gringotts so that he could come home and join the order," Fred said then smirked, "there're other benefits though".
"What'd you mean?"
"Remember Fleur Delacour, she got a job at Gringotts to eemprove 'er Eeenglish," George said.
Fred continued "and Bill's been giving her a lot of private lessons".
"Charlie's also joined but he's still in Romania. Dumbledore wants as many foreign wizards as possible so that's Charlie's job. Looking at ally wizards and making contacts on his days off".
"Isn't Percy working in the international Magical Co-Operation at the Ministry, wouldn't he be better for that?" Dahlia questioned believing that would be a better tactic. A silenced passed through the room as everyone exchanged dark looks and Dahlia knew it was to do with another thing she did not know. "What is it now?"
"Don't mention his name in front of mum or dad. Percy and dad had a row, we've never seen dad so angry. Percy got promoted to assistant of the Minister," Fred said.
"Dad wasn't pleased," George said, "apparently Fudge has been going around the Ministry making sure no one's had contact with Dumbledore since the claims of You-Know-Who. If you are, you can clear out your desks. He suspects dad and dad said that Fudge is using him to spy on us. Percy doesn't believe that and said we were all fools, so he left and said he doesn't want to associate with traitors of the Ministry. I say good riddance".
"Here here," Fred agreed.
The door then opened and a smiling Mrs Weasley came in and said, "meeting's over now, you can all go downstairs and have dinner. Everyone's dying to see you, Dahlia".
Mrs Weasley was directing them towards the kitchen and Dahlia was told to be quiet for a reason that was not quite yet explained in the corridor but when Tonks crashed into what looked like a rather unique umbrella stand, a troll's foot, the curtains of the painting opened, and the screeching began. The woman in the painting was screaming as if she was being tortured in Mareritt. Her eyes were rolling and as she screamed, she awoke the other portraits and they followed so that Dahlia had to cover her ears.
Remus and Mrs Weasley ran to close the curtains but the woman then started hurling abuse, "Filth! Scum! By products of dirt and vileness! Half-breeds, mutants, freaks, behind from this place! How dare you befoul the house of my fathers-"
As Tonks was apologising, Mrs Weasley had given up in attempts to close the curtains and was busy stunning the rest to shut up. Dahlia then saw Sirius unimpressed as he came down the hall shouting, "shut up, you horrible old hag, shut up!"
"Yoooooou!" The women howled, "blood traitor, abomination, shame of my flesh".
"I said shut up," he roared and with effort, he and Remus finally managed to shut the curtains. The screeches died down, falling into blissful silence, and Dahlia finally managed to remove her hands from her ears. "Dahlia," he said grimly, "I see you've met my mother".
"Nice mother you have," Dahlia said sarcastically.
They then went to the kitchen while Sirius explained that it was the Black family ancestry home which was why his mother's portrait was there. His voice, however, was bitter and rough. Dahlia soon found out that he wasn't allowed to leave the house because he was still a fugitive and because of Peter knowing he is an animagus, it meant the Death Eaters also knew so he felt completely useless for the Order. Sirius tried to tell Dahlia what's been happening within the Order itself but Mrs Weasley doesn't allow it. Dahlia tells her that she wants to fight but she knows deep inside Mrs Weasley won't ever allow it because she sees Dahlia as a child. Dahlia is informed though that Voldemort is keeping a low profile but is building an army. But due to the Ministry and Fudge denying everything, it is harder for the Order to recruit as Fudge believes Dumbledore is after his job, and Fudge is trying to discredit Dumbledore's reputation to prevent him from spreading information and having the Daily Prophet write about what's happening. The one thing Dahlia took in was that Voldemort was after something, something he didn't have last time. Of course, Mad-Eye warned him not to say anything but it was ultimately Mrs Weasley who shut Sirius up and said it was enough and sent the children up to bed.
The next night, Dahlia fell asleep with some peace of mind knowing that the Ministry wasn't going to take her magic and snap her wand. It was one of the minor things she had to worry about as she and Hela wouldn't allow them to snap her wand, but it was one less thing to add to the stress that was slowly overcoming her and turning into anger. As she went to sleep, she could feel the dreams of Cedric's death about to show so she pushed herself away and flowed to the dream world.
Running up the hill to see if anyone was there she genuinely smiled, which was rare since she left her sister's world, when she saw her father sat by the tree as usual. He too smiled as she sat beside him and said, "I haven't seen you in the last few days. I hope you're alright".
"I'm fine. Just...I was taken from the Dursleys because I'm spending time with friends in the wizarding world until we go back to school. The house can be kind of hectic and you don't really get a moment of peace. I've just been tired," Dahlia answered with some honesty.
Loki let off a small laugh and said, "let me guess, the Weasleys?"
Dahlia nodded, "among others. Sirius is there..." Dahlia saw his smile drop and stiffen, knowing the kind of man Sirius was. "He keeps on comparing me to James".
"That wizard-" Loki seethed.
"Dad, its fine. I know who my true father is, I know where I truly belong. Whenever he brings it up, I try to sway the conversation away from James. Besides, it is good for my cover if every so often someone compares me to him, isn't it?"
Reluctantly he nodded, "indeed but-"
"But nothing, if it helps keep my cover then so be it. Besides, James died trying to protect mum and I, I could have been compared to someone awful, a coward who would run from death". He hummed in agreement. "Anyway, the Weasley family is there along with Hermione and you know they're like family to me. They keep me occupied...more than I would like, sometimes," she said with a laugh. "Fred and George have been inventing more things, they really are determined to open their joke shop enterprise".
"Maybe I'll give them some advice when I meet them". Dahlia immediately shook her head while Loki looked offended, "do you not want them to meet your father? Dahlia Lily Astrid Amara Lokidottir, are you ashamed of me?"
"No," she practically shouted, "never, I just...I"
Loki laughed, "I'm jesting with you".
Dahlia sighed in relief and closed her eyes for a moment before she responded, "what I was going to say was that Fred and George cause enough trouble without you. If they found out about you, they'd worship the ground you walk on. I think if you were to teach them anything, Professor McGonagall would quit her job, not being able to handle anymore pranks. Even Hela agrees with me on that".
Rolling his eyes, Loki responded, "my daughters working against me, what shall become of me?"
"Anyway, Hermione and Ron got their prefect badges today. Looks like they're the fifth-year prefects now. Thank god, I thought I might get it. I really don't want the extra attention".
"I am glad you are happy for them. Are you excited for the year to come?"
Shrugging, knowing she wasn't excited for the next day, let alone the next year due to the threats at hand, she lied, "yeah, hopefully it's a quiet year, after what happened last year".
Loki could tell she was saddened by the death of Cedric but he had no words of comfort for her that he already hadn't told her a hundred times, and he knew that every time he offered comfort, it was working less and less. An idea then popped into his mind and said, "how about we practise a new spell?"
He knew it always made her pay to learn something new and it showed instantly as her eyes went wide with excitement.
"You've progressed well these past years, but I think it's time you learned a higher level of magic. I want to teach you how to use illusion to your will, to make illusions of other things and of yourself. I want you to be able to hold these illusions, so they look realistic".
"How?"
"It will take time to make a full illusion that can fool those around you. First, you must learn the dangers of doing it wrong, and then the technique, before you can begin..."
Authors note: spoiler for next chapter, Dahlia will be starting her fifth year at Hogwarts. Please review