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Chapter 33: Reunited…Almost

"A decision has been made," Thor said as all eyes were on him in the Great Hall. He had returned from Asgard after much discussion and had just entered the hall and immediately, it was filled with silence; no student was even whispering about the Asgardian prince's return. He walked up to the professors' table, his teammates sitting there too, clearly seeking answers from their urgent need-for-knowledge looks they sent his way. "A decision of peace and negotiation seemed the only way forward for all of us without the fear of war".

"Point Break, I'm not liking the way you're stressing negotiations," Tony said leaning his head on his arm on the table, giving the old Tony Stark bored look.

"It was the only way to ensure no blood would be spilled-" Thor said but before he could continue a howl interrupted all of them. It was different to all the usual wolf howls that the professors and students would hear from the forest, even different to that of a werewolf for those certain students and professors who had encountered one in transition. This particular wolf howl was deeper, louder, it demanded more authority and made everyone in the Great Hall cower, and they hadn't even laid eyes on the great wolf.

The whole hall began to whisper then; the children scared, even the older ones, the prefects and heads showed fear that didn't sit well when it came to the younger students. Dumbledore stood and held up his hands and said, "I am sure it is nothing to worry-"

Of course, Fenrir had the perfect timing as he crashed through the hall doors and growled, bearing his teeth at everyone in sight. The Avengers soon stood from their seats, walking or jumping around the table, and quickly drew their weapons of choice. Bruce was the only one left standing on the other side of the table as they knew him transforming into the Hulk or getting angry wasn't the best thing.

Thor immediately put his hands up while Fenrir continued to growl, and the students moved quickly away from him. One hand was towards Fenrir, the other towards the weapons drawn by Avengers and the professors that now stood with their wands drawn, ready to attack if the need called for it. He said, "he will not harm anybody".

"That's Loki's son, Fenrir, you said he was locked up," Clint said putting the pieces together. After all, who else could be a wolf that big? He and the other Avengers then began to move down the aisle slowly, closer to the growling wolf.

Of course, Tony had to whistle to Fenrir like he was some pet following a command and said, "Hey, wolfboy, what about we all calm down and you leave now, and nobody gets hurt?"

Fenrir growled bearing his large white teeth then scratched the ground in front of him, his claws were marking the ground and he was ready to pounce. He would have if a swirling portal didn't open between him and Thor. Fenrir kept his position, never before seeing a portal like the one before him. He, however, physically relaxed for everyone to see, when he saw his dead sister.

As the portal closed everyone saw her, the students who hadn't seen her before now were gazing at the Goddess of Death and would rather just face her older brother than see her deformed face. When Hela laid eyes on her brother, tears sprung to her eyes and she choked up as she said, "Fenrir...brother".

Fenrir held his head up high but then he slowly began to fall, turning back into his human form. As his red eyes shifted to green and his paws turned into hands and feet, Hela took a few steps closer as her brother was now stood before her. He had changed so much but the way he looked at her with such softness, with such strong protectiveness, had not changed. He said smirking, teasing her, "just because you're a Queen now, don't think I'm going to bow to you and call you my Queen. You are still my annoying little sister".

"And you are still my arrogant, pig-headed older brother," she said smiling and he gave her a large smile and a laugh back as he opened his arms and she ran and jumped into them.

"By the Norns, I've missed you. I never thought I'd see you again," Hela said quietly to her brother, almost crying as she said every word.

"Shhh...we're here, everything is going to be okay now. I give you my word, we will never be torn apart again".

"I have so much to tell you," she pulled away but kept close, close enough that he placed his right hand on her cheek and her hand went to rest on his wrist as his other held at her waist, keeping her close, he smiled as she quickly spoke. "The last thousand years have been so hectic you wouldn't believe what I have to say. Firstly, we have-" Fenrir cut her off.

"A sister called Dahlia, she's fifteen and stubborn like the rest of us, likes books like Jora, looks like you but she is a lot like her mother, Lily. Stubborn, caring, powerful, protective of those she loves, but she reckless. Fighting a troll, all good, but attempting to fight a man whose body is in possession of a man trying to kill her since birth...not even I am that reckless".

Hela gasped, "How do you know this?"

"Papa told me. He told me about Voldemort, about the night Lily died, how he thought Dahlia was dead until she was eleven, that she's got some ancient protection on her from her mother...Frigga said she's stabbed herself".

Hela looked at Fenrir before she quickly glanced behind her at Thor and she nodded to her brother, "she didn't want to be used as a pawn if they got their hands on her. Stabbing herself made sure that I was aware what was happening, and I came as quickly as possible"

His eyes hardened, and he said protectively, "Like I said, we're together again and I will not allow us to be torn apart. We're stronger, more powerful, we know who our enemies are this time".

"You've said 'we' a few times, brother. Who else is here?" She asked cautiously but then her eyes shined with hope as she said, "you said papa told you of Dahlia, is he here?"

"Just wait".

"For what?" Hela asked but then her hand on his wrist caught something under his sleeve which drew her attention. She used her other hand to draw his sleeve up to see if her suspicions were right.

"Hela," her brother warned but she dismissed him.

Under his sleeve, along his wrist for several inches were marks, marks she knew very well were from whips, and they were still red. Still bloody in some areas, clearly showing how recently it had been done. She looked into his eyes and the scar along, she traced with her fingertips. He closed his eyes as she traced it and she said, "these were done recently. Whips. Swords...brother, if I was to have a look on your back, would I see torture?"

He opened his eyes and held both of her wrists tightly to stop her from looking and he said "it is in the past. Right now, we have to focus on our family".

"You bastard," Hela seethed as she pushed herself away from her brother, drew her sword at her waist, and turned to Thor who already expected the reaction and held his hammer up to strike her down if needs be. "Jeg burde ha deg steinet og brent levende for å skade min slektning" (I should have you skinned and burned alive for hurting my kin) Hela threatened in Norse, slipping to their mother tongue.

"Hela," a voice barked loudly at her and she immediately froze, the menacing look she had in her eyes disappeared and she slowly began to turn, believing it all to be a dream. "Let's not kill the Asgardian right now or you'll be grounded".

"At least wait until I've healed, sister," she heard another.

She turned slowly and saw two men she thought she'd never see in person again: her father and Jörmungandr. Her father looked well in black and green clothes as usual but her brother, well he was pale, but he was always extremely pale, even as a child. He was once born with dark brown locks like Fenrir but the more time he spent in his snake form, the more his hair lightened. His now wavy silver/white locks were long, and he was well built just like Fenrir, but he was clearly struggling to stand, his legs shaking with every movement. He had his arm wrapped around his father's neck for support while Loki's arm was around his waist. What stuck out to Hela the most were the burns that were on her brother's right side. They started on his chest and went down to his waist and then went onto his back. They had clearly happened some time ago due to the white colouring. She could barely see the full extent because of their father's coat that he wore but she could guess what the burns looked like.

"Papa, Jora!" she said as she put her sword away and took off running while Fenrir laughed and walked after her. Just as she went past the Great Hall doors, she leaped, and her father caught her with one arm while holding Jörmungandr with the other.

"I'm here now," Loki said as he held his daughter close, "we're here now".

*Flashback*

Travelling to Midgard through the Bifrost was something that wasn't unfamiliar to Loki and his son, but Fenrir hadn't travelled in over a thousand years through the Bifrost so when they landed on Hogwarts soil with the Asgardian prince, Fenrir couldn't help but fall to his knees. He looked around quickly, assessing any threat, other than the prince stood beside them, and saw the Hogwarts castle, a forest and in the distance, he could see a camp which he assumed was his sister's considering their attire. However, his father's focus was on the lake in front of them. Loki held in his hand the talisman which boundJörmungandr to his snake form to the waters. The talisman was a gold circle and embedded into it was a snake twisting around itself while it had waves in the background, and on the other side of the talisman was the scripture binding Jörmungandr to the water.

As Loki ran to the water's edge, he took his long black and green coat off, threw it to the ground, and began to walk into the water until it touched his waist. Fenrir stood and walked to the water but didn't enter while Thor stood back, knowing his place in what will soon be a precious moment. Using a dagger to cut his hand, Loki allowed for his blood to spill onto the talisman before he spoke the summoning charm so that Jörmungandr would come. The talisman grew warm and before they knew it, the water broke, drenching them all as the second son sprung from the water, shrieking. Jörmungandr was eight-feet-thick and eighty-foot-long, the light slid over the gigantic snake, a vivid dark silver coloured skin. His gold eyes clear as fire and so were his four layers of very sharp teeth, clearly sharp enough to bite through anything, even their very bodies, with one snap.

After shaking and shrieking for a moment, Loki shouted, "Jörmungandr!".

Shouting his name seemed to stop the giant snake and he looked down to see his father. No words needed to be said as Loki snapped the talisman in his hand and then threw both pieces into the water surrounding Jörmungandr and the water began to bubble. Droplets of water began to break away from the snake's body and as it happened, he got smaller and smaller until the bubbling water consumed him and Loki lost sight of his son.

"Papa," he heard and could see his son struggling in the water, as if he didn't have the strength to swim.

Loki swam as fast as he could, his son was about a hundred meters away and with every stroke of his arms, Loki thought of losing his son again when he was so close to getting him back. Fortunately, Jörmungandr managed to splash around the water, keeping himself above the water with the only odd moment that he went under. Loki managed to reach him just in time and placed his son's arm around his shoulders while he placed his arm around Jörmungandr's waist and used one hand to swim back to shore. Fenrir ran into the water until it reached his chest, his clothing now drenched. He reached for his brother when he came in and helped his father carry him back to shore, but it seemed that when Jörmungandr had the opportunity to stand, his knees kept buckling and they knew he would fall if it wasn't for their support.

Once back to shore, Thor backed away and began to walk towards the castle, clearly ready to inform the residence of the new visitors. Jörmungandr fell to the ground and laid on his back and sighed, not feeling grass on his skin in over a millennia. His brother and father kneeled beside him and they finally got a good look at him. His hair once silver with hints of brown was now complete with silver white locks that were long, and his bushy beard was the same. He was six-foot-tall and has a diamond shaped chin like his father and the same short nose as Hela and Fenrir. He wore some light- blue pants, but he had outgrown them and they ripped in areas and now only came to his knees. Well built like Fenrir but on his abs were burns unlike Fenrir's scars. That seemed to attract Loki's attention first and he grazed his fingertips across the burns and mumbled, "my son".

Jörmungandr opened his eyes and touched his father's arm and said, "papa, brother".

Fenrir laughed and said, "hi, brother, long time no see".

Jörmungandr laughed as Loki asked, "what happened?" as he gestured to the burns.

The King of Serpents shook his head and responded, "doesn't matter".

Loki wanted to delve in deeper but knew this wasn't the right time, they still had to find the girls to truly reunite and Loki didn't want anything ruining that. He would find out more about what happened in the thousand years in which they were parted later. Loki stood and began to help his second son stand, Fenrir helped to support him for a moment while Loki reached for his coat and put it on Jörmungandr so he was covered and wouldn't get a cold. He then held him and said, "everything's going to be okay now, I give you my word, boys".

"Papa," Jörmungandr mumbled.

Loki kissed his forehead as he held him tightly and said, "I promise we will never be separated again. I wasn't there to protect you before-"

"Here now," Jörmungandr said and Fenrir smiled and nodded in agreement with his younger brother.

"Come on, we have to find the others," Loki said, and they began to walk towards the castle and it wasn't long before Fenrir changed into his wolf form and went ahead, wanting to tell his sisters before Thor got to them.

*Flashback*

Fenrir now stood to the side, taking Jörmungandr from their father to hold so he could embrace his daughter properly. Loki kissed her forehead and wiped her stray tear away and Jörmungandr teased, "miss us, sister?".

Hela pulled away from her father to hug her brother but with the force of the hug, she almost pushed him over and it took Fenrir and Loki holding him to keep him upright. "Careful there, a thousand years without my legs, it seems my strength has weakened in them. Give me time, I assure you, my strength will return," Jörmungandr said.

"What happened to you?" Hela asked as she pulled away and gestured to the burns.

Jörmungandr looked down for a moment and then looked back up, his eyes glistened for a moment as if he hated the memory of why it occurred and said, "the mortals are creating better ships, ones that go beneath the water. I believe they call them submarines. Almost a century ago, they had a Great War, many of them fought in the waters. I was caught and they shot me with what they call a missile. It was my luck that there are delightful creatures willing to help in the waters of Midgard".

It happened in a split second, they hadn't anticipated it, well Loki did when he saw them but even he was consumed with his oldest three children back together again. The arrow went past his children, aimed for his heart and his heart alone, but it was only when the arrowhead was mere inches away from his heart did he catch it. His children immediately turned to the offenders, who now stood by the doors. The Avengers and the professors, all weapons and wands drawn.

"Hey, Reindeer Games, I thought we booted you off our world?" Tony said, holding his hand out while his Repulsor glowed with energy.

"Well if it isn't Thor's little friends," Loki said smirking, "I advise you strongly not to do that again, I have the restraint not to kill you. My son's, however, do not".

With a glance to his sons, they were proven right. Fenrir's eyes had already turned red, his teeth sharp and claws growing. Jörmungandr the same but with fiery gold eyes and his teeth grew much pointier as four sets were on display, clearly sharp enough to prove that he could tear their throats out.

Dumbledore took a few steps closer, being the first to lower his wand and said, "I believe this matter can be dealt with in a peaceful manner".

"If my memory serves me right, you're Albus Dumbledore," Loki said, "still believe you can win a war without shedding blood?"

Hela sniggered and said quietly, "yep".

Thor then said, "a deal has been made, no one here should be harmed".

"What deal?" Hela said looking to her father, as did Jörmungandr, changing back fully into his human form. Fenrir, the only other one to know of the deal, changed back but continuously glared at the people holding weapons.

Loki knew he couldn't escape his daughter's question, so he held up his wrist and pulled back his shirt sleeve. As soon as she saw the golden cuff, she grabbed his wrist and read the words, binding his life to that of his word. If he broke his word, Loki would die a painful but quick death from the poison that was embedded.

Hela pushed his hand away violently and demanded, "what did you give your word on?"

Loki put his sleeve back and said, "I would not kill unless it is defence. If I do, I die...in two days' time, Odin will come, and a soul binding contract will be written. If we all agree to it, Odin has said we can all live in peace, without fear of being hunted or war brewing, but we must never return to Asgard, we must never create war unless it is in defence or morally right".

"I don't see what we get out of this except being free," Hela said.

A moment of silence passed between them until Fenrir said, "Odin has agreed to give Dahlia an apple of Idun".

Hela's lip tightened, her fists were clenched while Jörmungandr asked, "who's Dahlia?"

"Our sister," Fenrir answered, and they could have sworn Jörmungandr's neck could have snapped under the force he turned his head to look at Fenrir. "Long story short, papa fell in love seventeen years ago with a Midgardian witch called Lily. They had Dahlia, Lily was murdered, papa and Hela thought Dahlia was too which led to many bad decisions made by the two of them". Hela glared at her brother. "Then a few years ago, they found out she is alive and is here. This is her school. Odin found out about her, Thor and his friends here were sent to find her, they did, but Dahlia is extremely loyal and reckless to the point that she stabbed herself so she wouldn't be used against us. Dahlia was hidden and raised as a Midgardian which meant that she's been ageing as one for these past fifteen years so-"

Jörmungandr interrupted and glared at Thor, "you're using a child to get what you want, our sister, your own niece?".

"Ah ah ah," Hela said, "not niece. Turned out Odin kidnapped papa when he was a baby from Jotunheim, they're not our family, we're frost giants".

Fenrir continued, "continuing, Dahlia has the potential to age like us, but we need an apple. Odin will hand one over and leave us be if we sign a contact but by signing the contact, if we break it, we will die, and our souls won't go to Valhalla or Niflheim but will be destroyed. Papa is wearing a cuff of oath meaning that he must stick by his word for the next two days, until we sign the contract without killing anyone. If we refuse to sign the contact, Dahlia will age as a mortal and papa will return to his cell or die through the cuff if he refuses to go back. Dying through the cuff also means his soul being destroyed".

"We'll tell you the long version later," Hela said smirking as her brother looked dumbfounded as he continued to stare between them both.

"How much more is there?" Jörmungandr asked.

"A lot more," Fenrir answered.

"More than you think," Hela said quietly, hoping no one heard her.

Loki, deciding to taunt them, stepped closer to the Avengers, close enough that he wouldn't be able to stop any of their weapons if they decided to fire and said, "as you've just heard my children explain, I am not here to kill. I am here for my daughter and my daughter alone. Kill me if you want to stop me".

Loki then looked to his daughter, silently asking her where Dahlia was and she said, "Hospital Wing".

He nodded and glanced one more time at the Avengers before walking away, knowing the path as the Hospital Wing remained in the same place as it always had done for over a thousand years. He walked away without any trouble, his sons following but Hela stayed for a few moments, making sure that no one would try to harm her father or brothers while their backs were turned. She too then left, leaving the Avengers and professors to deal with one another.

Approaching the Hospital Wing, the soldiers out front guarding Dahlia immediately noticed but knew of the trickery of magic so when Loki and the boys tried to enter, the soldiers put their spears in the way, blocking the entrance. Loki looked between them he said, "if you do not wish to lose your hands, I suggest you remove them".

Grozmek the dwarf said, "the Lord Loki is imprisoned on Asgard. I recommend a different disguise".

Loki glared at him and said, "I am Loki of Asgard, my sons, Fenrir and Jörmungandr".

"Forgive us," the light elf Eran said, "but magic has the potential to disguise people. Change them to those we should trust. If you are truly Lord Loki and his sons, then I am sure you won't mind proving it. After all, we are protecting his daughter".

Normally, Loki would have ripped the men's heads off for keeping him from his daughter, but it wasn't just the cuff that stopped him. He honoured the men for protecting his daughter, for looking outside the box for intruders. After all, he didn't know if Odin would send someone of magic down pretending to be him or if someone of Midgardian magic could pretend to be him.

He nodded to his sons and they quickly changed for a moment, Jörmungandr taking up quite a bit of room before turning back to his human form. That seemed to appease the guards, but they still looked to Loki for confirmation. He took a step back before allowing his magic to flow out of him, shimmering green before he held up his hand and an image of Niflheim and what it truly looked like appeared to them. The soldiers knew very few people alive had been there and the Lord Loki was one of them as most people in the universe still believed in the old Niflheim.

The image was disappearing just as Hela arrived, they bowed and opened the doors with Grozmek saying, "we apologise, my Lord".

As the doors opened, they all saw something that they didn't expect. Someone in a black cloak stood over Dahlia's bed, they were holding her in their arms. The intruder was quickly alerted to the new arrivals and reached for what seemed like a large rusty old key on the bed. Eran threw a dagger, hoping to injure the intruder, and Loki and Hela threw magic hoping to throw them back while the boys quickly transformed and leaped. Before any of their actions could be of any good, the intruder had touched the key and they were gone.

"No...no..." Hela said as she rushed over to Dahlia's bed hoping it was an illusion, but she was gone. She looked to her father whose fists were clenched and he was seething, looking for blood, and he quickly left the room with his sons following, still in their animal forms. She looked to Eran and Grozmek and demanded, "alert Akio to what has happened, find her NOW. I WANT EVERY SOLDIER LOOKING. THE GROUNDS, THE SKY, THE WHOLE COUNTRY, THE WHOLE REALM, AND GET ME A LOOKING GLASS". They quickly bowed and ran out of the room.

She looked around for any clue to who the intruder was or where they could have taken her, but she had none, they had dropped nothing and didn't even bother to take Dahlia's wand, dagger, or locket. Her worst fear came true when she counted the vials of healing potion on the table and saw the intruder didn't take a single one. It was clearly someone who didn't know of her condition or didn't care. Either way, without the potion, her condition would worsen, the poison will take affect and kill her within a matter days. Even worse, if they did care about her and tried to heal her by other methods, it could only speed up the process of the poisoning.

Grabbing her sister's belongings, she ran from the room, hoping to stop her father from killing the wrong person. She knew who he would immediately go after, but she knew one thing, it was a Midgardian enemy. The reason they reached for the key was because it was a portkey, after all, you couldn't Apperate in and out of Hogwarts.

Authors note: Sorry but I had too, you'll understand next time. Who do you think took her? Please review