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Chapter 44: Celebrations

How much studying can one person take? The question that seemed to enter Dahlia's mind more than once that day. Dahlia returned to camp just as her sister and the tutor from Niflheim returned, the teacher was an old light elf called Professor Almar. He seemed like a strict teacher instantly and Dahlia recognised the smile on her sister's face as she left and knew that her sister was also taught by him when she came to Niflheim and instantly, she knew the lessons were going to be a nightmare. It wasn't that he was a bad teacher, gods no, and he didn't drone on about a certain subject for hours like Professor Binns did about the goblin rebellions and giant wars, it was just that what he taught was boring. The three of them needed to know what many other people their age, or Dahlia's in appearance, knew so if they travelled it wouldn't feel like they'd be left behind. This meant learning all the boring things like treaties and which realms are allied with whom, etc. Professor Almar did make it clear that they would be studying the most unenjoyable tasks first so they can get them out of the way but that only meant they would be spending quite a lot of time on boring tasks considering how much they missed. Especially Dahlia as she never had the six hundred years on Asgard and their stories like her siblings had before they were split up.

The lessons consisted of sitting at their desks in a tent set up for the education for the rest of the time, they were there with quills, paper, ink, books and chalk board all surrounding them. It consisted of Fenrir having his arms folded on the desk with his head resting on them, barely managing to keep his eyes open as he listened to the professor bang on about a certain subject. Dahlia had to nudge him every so often when it seemed like he would fall asleep. She listened to what the professor said but took little notes as admittedly it did bore her and she had her head rested on her hand most of the lesson. Jörmungandr, however, the ever-smart sibling, was taking notes all throughout the lesson and was asking the questions that he thought needed to be asked. Thankfully, after four hours, they had a lunch break and had one hours before going back into the lessons. Dahlia could tell that her father was keeping a close eye on them, in case they decided to skip. Altogether, they spent seven hours with Professor Almar and were all too thrilled to be leaving when the time was up, the boys going off to have fighting lessons with Akio while Dahlia would spend time with her father and sister on how to control her magic. That's just how her friends found her.

"Breathe, Dahlia, focus on your energy, your power, your very essence. Use your sisters Aesir power to help you focus," Loki said as he walked around his daughters, watching their every move. Both Hela and Dahlia were sat on the floor, crossed legged, facing each other as they held each others palms, the great fire next to them had not yet been lit. While Hela had her eyes open, examining her sister, Dahlia had hers closed as she continued to focus.

"Feel our energy connecting," Hela said softly, "your energy and mine, recognising one another". Their hands began to emit a silvery blue and purple light, their magic, and it entwined together, showing Dahlia was doing just as she was told.

"That's excellent, girls," Loki praised and saw that to the pathway leading to the entrance of the camp Dahlia's group of friends were approaching, being escorted by a group of four soldiers surrounding them. When they came within talking distance, a soldier nodded to Lord Loki and gestured to them, not wanting to interrupt what was going on but needed to know what to do. Loki nodded and mouthed, "they're fine." He nodded and the soldiers left, knowing all the others around would keep a close eye on the newcomers. "Now, Dahlia, try and remove your energy from Hela's. Separate it but not too quickly, not too violently, just let it flow away. Let it fly and light the fire but keep it controlled".

Slowly, the silver blue and purple lights separated from one another and Hela smiled as she saw her sister's magic hit the logs at the bottom of the fire. She became concerned when nothing happened but then the fire lit, bigger than they thought it would, and it made everyone close stand back, even Loki and Hela. Dahlia being the only one left sat where she was, still in a trance-like state.

"Control it, sweetheart," Loki said, "keep it controlled" and slowly the fire calmed down, not being as fierce but being what they wanted, a large fire but not a catastrophe that would burn down the camp, forest and school. Loki then held out his hand and helped Hela stand before he reached down and placed Dahlia's palms on his, helping her to stand with her eyes still closed. He turned her towards the fire and whispered, "open".

She opened her eyes and let off a small laugh as Hela said, "your control is returning to you, congrats, sister".

"Thanks, Hela, Dad," Dahlia turned and hugged her father and it was a few moments before she pulled away and saw her friends. "Hey, guys, what are you doing here?"

Glancing around nervously, Hermione answered, "classes are over for today, so we thought we'd come see you".

Dahlia smiled and said, "let me introduce you. Hela, you already know Neville, this is Hermione Granger and Fred and George Weasley".

They bowed and Hermione curtsied nervously, knowing she was a Queen, and Hela bowed her head and let off a small laugh and asked, "I have to ask, did you two really bow and plead your loyalty to my father?"

Both twins nodded, "he's the God of Mischief, our god".

Hela shook her head and said, "he's also a man, a man who has a very big ego".

"Cheek," Loki said and nudged his eldest daughter who laughed, "I'll go check on the boys. Good work, Dahlia".

He then walked away while the four young wizards stood nervously in front of the Queen of Death and thankfully, Hela broke that silence and asked, "how would you like to stay for dinner?"

"Really?" Dahlia asked excitedly.

"Yes. They'll be preparing dinner soon and you can show them how we celebrate," Hela then looked to the wizards and said, "that's only if you want to. You can eat the food, it's not poison or anything, just not the wine or mead. Your bodies won't be able to handle that".

The four Gryffindors looked between one another and Fred took the honour as he said, "that'll be great, thanks, your majesty".

"Call me Hela," Hela then looked to Hermione who she could tell was uncomfortable in her school uniform and it was clear why as everyone else in the camp, all the women and girls at least, were wearing long dresses.

It seemed Dahlia also noticed Hermione tugging at her skirt to try and make it longer and said, "Hermione, what if we find you something else to wear? The majority of the people here aren't used to girls wearing a skirt so short".

Hermione nodded, "Great. Erm…" Dahlia began to look around and found the perfect person to watch the boys, "Grandpa". All the Gryffindors turned and saw a man approaching who smiled and waved.

"Hello, there. You must be Dahlia's friends" Jonathan said.

They nodded as Dahlia said, "Neville, Fred, George and Hermione meet my grandfather, Jonathan Evans. Grandpa, I was hoping you could look after the boys while I find something for Hermione to wear. They're staying for dinner".

"Of course," Jonathan said as he walked to the boys, "I'll introduce you to everyone, come on". The three boys glanced quickly at Hermione and Dahlia before leaving with Jonathan.

"Come on, 'Mione," Dahlia said as she linked her arm with Hermione's.

"I have the perfect dress in mind, come with me," Hela said and gestured to the girls to follow her.

The celebrations continued into the night, until the night sky was covered with stars that shined down on the camp. Hermione was now in a cream coloured long dress that had a tight bodice and a high neckline with crystals scattered around the bodice. With the help of a little magic, they changed Hermione's bushy hair into curls that they pinned up and allowed a few strands to fall and they topped it all off with a diamond Niflheim teardrop necklace. Hermione refused the necklace but Hela was giving it to her as a gift for all the years and friendship and protection that she provided her sister. To say the boys were surprised at how beautiful Hermione looked would be an understatement, but surprising the sisters, the boys had also changed into similar clothes everyone from Niflheim was wearing, Jonathan saying it was to help them blend in.

Everyone danced around the fire like the night before but this time, Dahlia wasn't in as much pain from her injury and joined in and she had her friends there. They ate and had fun and Dahlia was surprised when she saw that even the twins followed the rules of staying away from the wine and mead, clearly not willing to risk their health. Her brothers, however, were worn out from their lesson with Akio.

Dahlia was bringing them mead, both brothers sat on the floor leaning against a log as Dahlia handed them their drinks and said, "come on, you haven't faced the worst yet".

"This gets worse?" Fenrir groaned as the muscles in his arms hurt.

"Just wait until you get to the training room in the palace, the assault course changes to what challenges you most. I was thrown in water, thrown against walls, almost decapitated by spikes on a wall, sliced in half by swinging axes. It played with my mind so I couldn't see straight, I almost burned my hands on rings of fire and I even had to fall down a 30ft drop without knowing if there was something at the bottom to catch me. You're lucky, I had to do all that before learning to fight from Akio".

"This is abuse," Jörmungandr mumbled, "it has to be".

Dahlia shrugged, "you could say that but he's only trying to train us as quickly as possible and train us to be the best. He takes it very personally when someone he's supposed to protect gets hurt. Besides, dad and Hela are worried about us, they'd worry a lot less if we learned how to fight. Anyway, don't you love fighting, especially you, Fen? Akio taught Hela and I'm willing to bet if either of you fought her, you'd lose".

Fenrir laughed and said, "like to see her try. My little sister can't beat me, I'm supposed to protect her".

"Well then, you better get used to training as hard as Akio trains you or else it'll be us protecting you. Now, come dance with your darling little sister," she then pulled Fenrir up and her eldest brother only had a single moment to pass his goblet to his brother as the King of Serpents laughed.

As he was pulled up and passed his goblet, he quickly picked his sister up by her waist and held her tightly with one arm and linked their hands together with the other as she shrieked, he said, "you said dance".

"Put me down, you big oaf," she laughed as he swayed side to side and spun around while those around them laughed.

Dahlia danced with her brother for ten minutes, making him forget about his muscles hurting from training and it seemed like Hela had the same idea as she was dancing with Jörmungandr, but Dahlia could hear her teasing their brother endlessly that she'd protect him. Of course, even her more lenient brother's male ego couldn't take that and he swore that the protection would be the other way around.

When Dahlia finally stopped dancing with her brother, she saw the perfect people her friends needed to meet but they all seemed to be spread out. Neville was talking to healer Saide, probably about plants and herbs that had healing properties, ones he knew of and ones he didn't. The twins were talking to a group of soldiers while Hermione ended up talking to Professor Almar of all people. Even when celebrating, Hermione was still learning, probably asking the professor if what they learned at Hogwarts was true or false in regards to the other realms. Dahlia made it her mission to get them together so she quickly ran by everyone, throwing a quick apology to the people they were talking to before dragging each friend away. Neville first, then the twins, then Hermione who complained, "I was asking him about Niflheim!".

"You can ask another time, or ask me, I want you four to meet some people," Dahlia said as she pulled Hermione's arm while the boys just followed.

They approached a group of five but it was three of them that Dahlia was interested in. The group instantly bowed or curtsied and Dahlia bowed her head as half of them were council members. The other two people present bowed then left, seeing the smile on the Princess's face and knew just what was about to happen with her friends, but the four Gryffindor's were confused as they smiled and walked away. "Milady, how are you today?"

"I am well, Lord Gryffindor," Dahlia replied.

"Did you say Gryffindor?" Hermione whispered quickly while the boys looked in shock.

Rowena looked behind the Princess and said, "so these are your friends. The camp has been talking about them".

Helga added, "well when mortals enter a camp of the dead, it does become a topic of discussion very quickly.

"Yes, they are," Dahlia said and stepped to the side so both groups got a better look at one another, "this is Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom and Fred and George Weasley. Guys, this is Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff and our house founder, Godric Gryffindor".

The founders bowed their heads while the group of Gryffindor students didn't move. For a moment, Dahlia questioned if they were even breathing because of how still they were and swiped her hand in front of their faces and it was Neville who mumbled "they…they…"

Godric laughed and said, "I think we paralyzed them".

Rowena rolled her eyes and said, "don't be ridiculous, Godric. They're simply in shock".

"Thank the gods we didn't bring Merlin and Morgan, imagine that," Helga said with a smile.

"Founders…you're the founders," Hermione said, still frozen, but then she unfroze as she turned to Dahlia and said, "they're the founders".

"Yeeeessssss," Dahlia drawled out, "good, the founders, you're finally catching on".

"You're the founders," Hermione said looking back to the founders.

"And you're Hermione Granger, a Gryffindor," Godric said proudly but Rowena added,

"With a raven's brain," Rowena glared not liking the fact she was the so-called brightest witch of her age and Godric had her.

Helga rolled her eyes and said, "can you not start fighting over who has who in their houses?"

"Tell him that," and, "tell her that," were both said at the same time.

Dahlia looked to her friends and said, "are you four just going to stand staring?"

"Legend," the twins said and pointed to Godric.

"Is it true you once fought a dragon?" Fred asked.

"Is it true you're the greatest duellist of your time?" George asked.

Dahlia held up her hands to silence them, knowing the twins would ask every question possible without waiting for an answer and she said, "Lord Gryffindor, the twins are the kind of Gryffindors you'd be proud of with the number of pranks they pull and are about to ask you every question on rumours about you doing amazing stunts, if you don't mind".

"My boys, ask away," Godric said laughing, "I have many tales to tell, some even more thrilling than what have been made up about me over time".

"Lady Hufflepuff, my dear godbrother Neville is quite talented at Herbology and is very interested in it. Perhaps you could give him some pointers?"

Lady Hufflepuff smiled, "I'd be more than happy".

"Lady Ravenclaw, as you so rightly said, Hermione has the brains of a raven which unfortunately means she's about to ask you every question she can think of," Hermione shot her a glare, "that's if you are happy to share".

"My dear," Rowena said, "there are very few people who have a mind like that in today's time. Knowledge has become monitored since this world built a Ministry to control it, I will happily pass on my knowledge".

"Great," Dahlia happily said, "have fun guys". Dahlia then walked away as she heard Helga and Neville talking about an exotic plant that is currently under observation by Herbologists and he was asking her opinion on the matter, while Godric was telling the twins a story about the time he did fight a dragon and Hermione and Rowena were talking so fast, Dahlia couldn't keep up.

"Hello sweetie," Dahlia heard not too far away and she turned and saw her grandmother and smiled. Violet took her granddaughter into her arms and kissed the side of her head as she pulled away and said, "that was a very nice thing you did for your friends, introducing them".

Dahlia nodded, "I'm not too sure who they found more exciting, meeting dad or the founders".

"Both for different reasons," Violet added, "the founders they knew they could never meet, until now, and have been taught about them at Hogwarts or have grown up with stories of them. Your father…well, we all know what stories were being told about him. It isn't surprising if they have two different reactions".

"Do you…I know my friends accept the truth and know he isn't a danger but do you…do you think there'll ever be a time when people will look at him and not see what he did in New York, or the prophecy?" Dahlia asked as she looked away from her grandmother to see her father stood not too far away laughing with her three siblings who were clearly annoying Hela as she hit both Fenrir and Jörmungandr on the arms as Loki continued to laugh.

Violet saw the look and wrapped an arm around her granddaughter's shoulders and began to walk in the direction of her family, "it matters not what other people think of him, but what you think of him".

"But he's a good man. He's just made some mistakes but doesn't everyone?"

"As long as you believe that, it shouldn't matter what others think of him. Your father doesn't care what others think of him but his children. As long as he has the four of you by his side, your father can face anything, trust me". Her grandmother gave her a comforting smile and Dahlia couldn't help but smile back as the woman held her close and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Dahlia, backup," Hela said as she saw her sister stood not too far away and with a slight nudge from her grandmother, Dahlia went to join her sister, stood between her and their father.

"What?" Dahlia asked.

Hela glared at their brothers and said, "they think I'm crazy, tell them I'm not".

Jörmungandr rolled his eyes while Fenrir said, "you're both crazy".

"Excuse me," Dahlia said as she crossed her arms and glared at her brother while her sister did the same.

Loki laughed then moved to stand between his sons and placed his arms around both their shoulders and said, "sons, I think it's time to tell you a little something about women…Never ever call them crazy, any women for that matter. Your sisters even more so".

"Why?" Jörmungandr asked cautiously.

"Because," Loki said smirking, "when a woman is mad, even the darkest of beings run and hide. There's a saying, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned".

"Revenge is a best dish served cold," Dahlia said sweetly.

Hela then added, "you think we're crazy? Always be cautious of a patient woman".

The boys looked to each other nervously and Jörmungandr defended, "we didn't say crazy, as in crazy crazy-"

"More like you must be crazy coming from this family," Fenrir said, "so you're just as crazy as us".

Loki pulled his sons in tighter and tapped them slightly before he said quietly, "don't come complaining to me when your sisters get revenge for you calling them crazy, remember they have magic".

The brothers were silent for a single moment before Jörmungandr hit Fenrir on the chest and said, "your fault".

Fenrir hit him back and responded, "no, yours!"

The brothers then began to hit each other and then Jörmungandr ran while Fenrir ran after him, clearly still blaming one another for the revenge that would soon come. Loki, however, smiled at his daughters as he stepped closer to them and hugged them and whispered, "go easy on them".

They laughed, and Hela said, "we will, but…"

They then pulled away and Dahlia said, "they still called us crazy, we have to show them".

"My girls," Loki said sternly as if he was going to tell them off but then smiled, "of course my girls would do something. Just make sure none of you get hurt in the process and nothing permanent is done. That's all I ask". They nodded, Hela rather reluctantly. "Good".

"My Queen," a soldier said as he approached and bowed, "Princess, Lord Loki, there's a Professor McGonagall here from the school to collect Princess Dahlia's friends".

"Oh my god," Dahlia gasped panicked, "what time is it?"

Hela shrugged and said, "almost midnight, I'd guess".

"Curfew!" Dahlia said as she lifted her dress slightly so that she could run to her friends fast. Luckily, they were all within a few feet of one another still speaking to the founders and Dahlia managed to pull them together, at shock of the founders, and said quickly, "you're late, McGonagall is here and-"

"TWO HOURS PAST CURFEW!" they heard the very strict tone of Professor McGonagall and all five Gryffindors closed their eyes for a moment, even Dahlia who wouldn't be getting into trouble for being up late.

"Is that my head of house?" Godric asked.

They all nodded and turned to see Professor McGonagall walking towards them, Neville and Hermione nervous while the twins just smiled, getting into trouble all the time was no big deal for them, but Neville was a quiet and good student while Hermione was a prefect. Sure, she didn't have a curfew when it came to nights she was patrolling the halls, but this wasn't one of those nights.

"Who's screeching?" Fenrir asked as he walked over, Dahlia's brother, sister and father following as everyone seemed to silence after McGonagall yelled and began to walk over to them. Everyone was watching in anticipation of what would happen; the music now stopped playing, people stopped talking and only whispers filled the camp as people were watching the scene.

"Professor McGonagall," Dahlia said as the professor now stood not too far away, "I'm sorry for their tardiness, I was supposed to be watching the time and I guess it escaped me".

Professor McGonagall glanced around, clearly not knowing what to do as nobody had ever been in this situation before. Standing in the middle of a camp of the dead, the royal family of Niflheim looking at her with soldiers of other worlds she didn't know existed until not too long ago. She, however, handled it as best as she could by keeping her head held high and said sternly, "it is not your job, miss Pot…" she stopped herself as she didn't know what to call her.

"Lokidottir," Dahlia answered.

"Miss Lokidottir, it is not your job to keep and eye on the time for your peers. They should take responsibility for themselves," Professor McGonagall then looked to Hermione and said, "especially you, miss Granger. A prefect".

"I'm sorry, Professor," Hermione said quickly, "but we had to see 'Lia".

"Get your things and let's go. Ten points will be taken from each of you but…I will spare you detention for your intentions for being here. Now, get your things".

The four Gryffindors glanced at Dahlia before running off to get their belongings, leaving Professor McGonagall and Dahlia in a very awkward situation. Hela, disliking the awkward tension, walked closer and shouted, "I DON'T REMMEBER THE CELEBRATIONS ENDING, WHERE'S THE MUSIC?"

Everyone in the camp cheered and raised their goblets as the music started once again, people began dancing and talking again and it was no secret that people would be talking about the Transfiguration professor in the camp. As the music picked up, Loki approached Professor McGonagall and greeted her, "Professor McGonagall, we didn't get a proper chance to meet. Loki".

He held out his hand and she shook it and said, "Professor Minerva McGonagall".

As he dropped her hand, he placed both his arms by his side and said, "perhaps you can give me an insight about how my daughter has been doing in her magical learning?"

"Or we could stand in silence," Dahlia suggested.

"Is our sister lying about her work?" Fenrir asked as he and Jörmungandr went to stand on either side of Dahlia.

Their baby sister rolled her eyes and said, "of course not".

Jörmungandr then asked, "then why do you want to change the conversation?"

"Leave her alone," Hela said as she walked to them and pushed both boys away, "she's not lying".

Loki, however, raised his eyebrows at Professor McGonagall and the professor answered, "even after everything Miss Lokidottir has been through, she is on track to becoming a very fine and great witch. This year, she is studying for her O.W.L.s and is taking nine, if I'm correct?" She glanced to Dahlia who nodded. "Astronomy, Care of Magical Creatures, Charms, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, Potions, Transfiguration, History of Magic and Divination. The grading for the exams are: Outstanding, Exceeds Expectations, Acceptable, Poor, Dreadful, and Troll. Now in her D.A.D.A. classes, she is extremely adapted and has mastered many of the spells and despite what the current professor says, I believe miss Lokidottir has the potential of getting an O in her examination. In Potions, I believe she is doing remarkably well and is expected to pass her exams, maybe even with an E if she puts her mind to it. In Transfiguration, my own class, I am expecting her to pass and not just with an Acceptable as she had performed some spells that are immensely difficult. In Charms, she is expected to pass as she has proved that she is particularly skilled in the subject since she can already produce a Patronus charm".

Loki smiled at his daughter but she jumped slightly and said, "I forgot to tell you, dad, Hela, my Patronus changed".

"To what?" Loki questioned.

Dahlia took her wand out and with a swish said, "Expetro Patronum". A giant Thestral emerged and flew through the air before landing on the ground and walking towards the small group. It bowed before disappearing.

Hela then hugged her sister and said, "you weren't kidding when you said you think of Niflheim as home".

"Course not," Dahlia said as she pulled away.

Loki gave her a slight nod that they would talk about it later before turning back to the shocked professor and nodded for her to continue. "Well, that is a surprise," she coughed. "Continuing, in her Care of Magical Creatures lessons, she is expected an E in the subject as she has shown to have a good skill and knowledge with many sorts of magical creatures. In her Herbology, she is expected to pass and shows aptitude that she could get above an A if she set her mind to it. As you may know, your daughter is on the Gryffindor Quidditch team and is an excellent flyer. She has won us many games and is the youngest Seeker is a century but unfortunately, we don't have an exam for flying. Now, in her Astronomy, she isn't excellent in the subject, but I do believe she is able to pass the exam with the right help and studying".

Loki nodded at this as Dahlia had already told him about her lack of successes in some subjects such as this was one.

"In my defence," Dahlia started, "technically I know more than Professor Sinistra as she only just discovered the realms and more planets out there. Maybe the exam needs to be changed".

"Dahlia," Loki said sternly, not wanting Dahlia to argue and she relented as she sighed.

Professor McGonagall continued, "that may be so but I am not in charge of that subject. Her progress in Divination needs some work as she is progressing poorly in the class".

"Aww, Dahlia's failing a class," Fenrir teased.

Dahlia hit him in the shoulder and said, "Aww, dad already knows, I already told him. Every time I'm in the class, the witch says I'm going to die, would you focus?"

Jörmungandr shrugged and said, "she's got a point".

Hela then whispered to her siblings, "and she's the one who predicted Dahlia's prophecy about Voldemort but can't remember it". The brothers then shared a look of caution about the teacher who couldn't remember what she predicted.

"Finally, History of Magic," said Professor McGonagall and it was clear that Dahlia stiffened and slowly began to back away. "with the way miss Lokidottir is going in the class with her work assignments and homework, I believe she needs a tutor or else she will be getting a Dreadful in the class".

Dahlia had managed to get a few feet away sneakily with only her siblings noticing and smirking, holding in their laughter, but what they didn't expect was for an apparition of their father to appear in front of Dahlia, not saying anything but raised his hand and twirled his finger for her to turn around. Dahlia did just that and the apparition disappeared, and her true father turned from the professor and said, "you told me you were only doing poor in the subject".

Dahlia shrugged, "at least it's not Troll". Loki crossed his arms and looked at her sternly as her siblings laughed and she sighed, "dad, the professor is dead".

"Oy!" Hela said defending the dead.

Dahlia looked around to all the dead who heard and said, "not that there's anything wrong with that, but he's dead and he doesn't know it".

"How can he not know he's dead?" Jörmungandr asked and looked to Hela who always looked confused.

Dahlia shrugged and said, "I dunno. The story is, he went for a nap and died sleeping but instead of moving on, he literally stood up, his ghost, and went and taught a class. He's boring and goes on and on about the same thing. You're lucky I stay awake, many people in the class fall asleep".

Fenrir tutted and said, "bad sister, you should ground her, papa".

"Hey, dad," Dahlia said happy and smirked at her eldest brother, "Fen was falling asleep in class today".

"Liar," Fenrir said.

"Oh really," Dahlia said, and the four siblings began to argue amongst themselves.

Loki sighed, willing to deal with it later but it didn't go unnoticed by Professor McGonagall who smiled slightly at the fed-up father. "Be quiet!" Loki shouted, and the children listened, "no one is perfect academically". Three of the siblings glanced to their know-it-all brother, Jörmungandr, and Loki said, "not even Jora. Now, Professor McGonagall, anything else?"

Professor McGonagall said, "the three new lessons that have been added to our curriculum will not be having an examination but she has been performing remarkably well". Hermione, Neville and the twins then appeared with their bags and began to say goodbye but when they began to walk away with Professor McGonagall, the professor stopped and turned back and asked, "will miss Lokidottir be returning to her lessons at all?"

Everyone looked to Dahlia, knowing it was her place to tell the professor as they knew she wasn't returning but none of the professors at Hogwarts had heard it from her very lips. Dahlia bit her lip for a moment before she answered "Hogwarts was my home for many years, but I have my family now. I can learn magic somewhere else. I do want to say thank you for everything you've taught me, Professor, but it's time for me to go home".

Professor McGonagall nodded and said, "I wish you luck, miss Lokidottir. Hogwarts will always be here for you, if you decide to come back".

"Thank you, Professor," Dahlia said, and the professor gave her a small smile before walking away. Dahlia was then pulled slightly into her father's side as he moved to stand beside her. He kissed her forehead and she closed her eyes in comfort, knowing he wanted to keep her close because he knew what Hogwarts meant to her.

The night didn't go as smoothly when everyone went to bed. Dahlia suffered with nightmares again, seeing Voldemort kill her mother, yet she didn't end up screaming or crying like usual but shot up when the green light flashed to kill her mother. When her eyes opened, she was quickly greeted by the sight of her brother, Jörmungandr, lying in bed in their father's arms as he cried, clearly suffering from a nightmare, and it didn't take long to figure out what the nightmare was about when he kept touching the area where he was scarred. Loki held him tight and kept kissing his forehead and offering words of comfort and as Dahlia lifted her head slightly, she saw Fenrir on the floor who was awake and had his head on the end of the bed, knowing his younger brother didn't need comfort in words but would take comfort in his big brother being there for him.

Loki noticed his youngest awake and mouthed, "he's okay, go back to sleep".

"Odin," Dahlia heard being mumbled and she turned to find Hela moving around, her hair sticking to her face, clearly another child having a nightmare about the past. "Don't take them," Hela whimpered.

Dahlia instantly wrapped her arms around her sister, picking her up slightly as she placed her head on her chest and stroked her hair. She said quietly, "it's okay, Hela. He's gone, we're here now, you're not alone… Hush nú, minn kind, eða faraneiræddoghe yðreiga neilengrsyrgja". Dahlia began to sing, and Hela instantly calmed down, but it also made Fenrir move his head off the bed and he lied on the floor while Jörmungandr wiped his tears away and turned, still leaning against their father, to look at his sister as she sang. Even with all the attention, she carried on singing the lullaby as it brought comfort to her siblings.

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