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A/N: Thank you guys so much for the reviews/followings/alerts/c2s what-have-you. It's been all well appreciated and wonderful. At the end of this chapter, I am responding to some of the reviews and questions you may have. Otherwise, thank you! I apologize for the delay of Chapter 7, I hope you enjoy~

Loki was knocked off his feet and fell stiff.

Snape lowered his wand and gazed up at the dark figure at the door. She was still in her robes and the stern look she wore suggested she was either very tired or very upset. "What on earth is going on here?"

"This is our intruder of Hogsmeade, Minerva," he replied, lowering his wand. She did the same, still gripping its handle in case of a faulty attack. "We need to contact Albus immediately."

"Certainly," Professor McGonagall said as she walked around the man. "Have you gotten a name?"

"No idea. Villagers claim he fell from the sky."

"We'll sort it out. Best not to contact the Ministry about this until we can, if you understand."

"Of course."

Loki was frozen in his position, flat on his back and staring straight up at the sky, mouth gaping open like some kind of an oaf. This was ridiculous and outright humiliating. He couldn't move a single muscle, like some kind of tightrope wrapped around his limbs. He was outsmarted by a Midgardian, a mortal. This was unthought-of. He was a god and being chastened down to petrification by someone or something beneath him, no less. He wanted to move. He needed to move, to prove his power.

He listened to them. It was all very captivating. The magic these mortals have created, how many of them there actually were, an entire school. These mortals of magic had an entire Ministry full of their kind. It was all a matter of time.

Loki caught up with this thought when he noticed the ground below him was far below him. He was floating out of the room by an unseen force, between both professors.

x.

Harry was the first to awaken the next morning in his dormitory. He watched as the sun crept into the room, the sun climbing the walls and the four poster that belonged to Seamus Finnigan. He laid there, with the relief of a Saturday morning. The relief subsided as quickly as it came, however.

His mind kept veering back to the man the three of them met just a few hours ago. It was difficult not to wonder what happened to him, where he was now, if he was even still on the grounds of Hogwarts. As fallen from the sky or the means of apparating anywhere in the world, whichever it was, it only meant he could have been anywhere. It was not like it would be horrible if had left, seeing as they only met him for a short period. But as curious as Harry was, it only meant it was one less curious person he wondered about.

Harry knew he was not a Death Eater. A Death Eater would have certainly been a bit more menacing in his approach, especially with Harry. Unless, that was the plan. Voldemort was already using his brain for other needs, why would he need someone physically to spy on him? Although, Loki did mention he had 'further actions' upon Midgard, not Hogwarts. What was a Midgard?

He sat up, puzzled. It wasn't until Ron awoke a half an hour later that Harry slumped out of bed and got ready for the day.

Both Harry and Ron met Hermione in the Great Hall about an hour later to eat breakfast. Hermione had her History of Magic: Advanced book with her, taking small bites every so often from behind it. They didn't speak much except for their greetings, but they all knew what was on each other's mind. They wanted to speak of him. It was a part of the promise they made the night before and they were all willing to keep it. Besides, as curious as the lot of Gryffindors and the Ravenclaws behind them, it would be horrible to explain.

They continued to eat their toast and watched as the owls came flying in. Several Daily Prophets flew in, landing in front of them. Ron received a package that was intended for his sister, Ginny. He set it aside.

Without warning, Hermione slammed her book down, and pointed to a page. Harry jumped a bit (as did Hedwig) and Ron moved his plate to keep it from becoming smashed with her textbook.

"Here," she said, pointing to the chapter. It read: History of Magic, Chapter 11. Mythology. "Last year, we had a chapter in History of Magic about Mythology. It contained creatures, Gods, deities, and all sorts of instruments. Don't you remember?"

Harry and Ron both shrugged. Very rarely would they listen to Professor Binns on account of them becoming severely drowsy from his drone voice.

"Honestly, I would expect a little more than that. There was a section about Norse Mythology," she continued. She faced the book in their direction."He was the God of Mischief and Lies. Eventually, after the torment he left with everyone in Asgard, he became the God of Evil."

"It could be a coincidence, you know," Ron stated, taking another bite of his eggs. "I mean, does it say Loki Laufeyson? Anyone could be burdened with that sort of name."

"No, but it does mention here his time on Midgard. It's a part of the nine realms. He was tortured by Odin quite a bit on Midgard for what he's done."

Harry looked at the animated picture on the opposite page. It was of an old man, wearily laughing in his joker-like outfit. He began to take Ron's assumption as it did not have any resemblance to the man they saw yesterday until the statement of Midgard.

"Or he could be downright crazy," Ron said. "Think about it. After the bustle of You-Know-Who going around, who's to say that someone wouldn't go mad? He's just done some extensive research, is all."

"I don't know, Ron. It just doesn't seem all that coincidental," Hermione said.

Review replies:

Pheonix476: Maybe~ That would be very interesting to see. Maybe find a time-turner?

astanford436: Nope.

JannaKalderash: Exactly the route I was going. ;)

Xelatose: Phew! Thanks, he keeps running off. He doesn't understand I have a story to write and he can't just be a mighty god all the time. I think I need to invest a beeper for him. Jeez. Thanks for reading, by the way!

vsama: You will see this eventually. ;)

Kore-Proserpina: Thank you much for the criticism. ;) It is much appreciated! I'm so glad you like the story.

Zarakem: Thank you for reading! I'm glad you enjoy it. Your english is wonderful. :)

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Until Chapter 8, everyone!