Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own Harry Potter, the Avengers, or any characters you recognize from J.K. Rowling or Marvel and any mistakes found in any of the chapters are my own.

So in my story Dumbledore, Snape, Tonks, Remus, and Fred don't die because I love them too much! Sadly Sirius however did, but it's necessary for my story!

Thor's Rune: pin/461830136765402464/

Loki's Rune:

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Lyra's mark that is on Thor and Loki:

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-Third Person Pov-

Hermione was the first one in the dorm to wake and she giddily made her way past Lyra's cot trying to be as quiet as possible and went over to Ginny's and shook her awake making her groan.

"Wake up Gin. It's Lyra's birthday." She said excitedly trying to keep her voice down making her orange haired friend smile tiredly.

"Let's go surprise her." Ginny whispered smiling as they tip toed over to Lyra's bed where the curtains were drawn.

"On the count of three we pull the curtains back and yell happy birthday." Hermione whispered making Ginny nod. She held out her fingers and counted down…

"1,2,3…"

They pulled back the curtains and yelled,

"Happy Birthday Lyra!" But were shocked at what they saw. Lyra was huddled into a ball shaking in a cold sweat as pain rocked through her body making her spasm.

"Oh no Lyra what's happening?!" Hermione yelled as she and Ginny reached out to wiped the sweat off of her face.

"It hurts, it hurts so bad!" Lyra groaned as a mother spasm rocked through her body.

The girls were in shock at the sheer pain that showed on their friends face.

"I'll go get McGonagall, you stay here with her!" Ginny said as she rushed out of the room. Hermione nodded frantically as tears built up in her eyes before she turned back to Lyra. Suddenly a new wave of pain racked through Lyra's body making her scream, while her wrists felt like they were on fire.

"Lyri what is it?" Hermione said frantically checking over Lyra. "My wrists they're burning!" Lyra said. It felt like someone has branded both of her wrists. Hermione looked down as two black symbols seemed to appear on Lyra's wrists like tattoos. Only they had a slight glow to them. She looked at them closer and gasped when she realized what they were. They were Norse runes. The one on her left wrist was Thurisaz which was the symbol for the Norse god Thor and the one on her right wrist was Kenaz which was the symbol for the Norse god Loki.

"Mia what's happening to me?!" Lyra yelled as she spasmed.

"I-I don't know Lyri, but don't worry McGonagall is on her way, we'll figure this out." Hermione said wiping the tears of both her and Lyra's faces.

Just then Professor McGonagall birthed through the door with Ginny and gasped at her favorite student's decrepit state.

"Oh my dear, we must get you to the hospital wing immediately!" She said as she conjured a stretcher and levitated Lyra on it.

The all rushed out of the room and down the stairs into the common room where they passed many students including Harry, Ron, and Neville who rushed to their side immediately.

"What's wrong with Lyra?!" Harry exclaimed as the rushed to keep up. The students that were in the halls moved aside shocked at the sight of Lyra being levitated on a cot. Right before they made it to the hospital wing

Dumbledore met them outside of the door and gasped at the state of the girl he considered a granddaughter.

"We went to wake her up this morning for her birthday and when we pulled back the curtains we found her like this. Then these rune marks just appeared on her wrists!" Hermione said hyperventilating a they made they're way inside.

"What runes miss Granger?" Dumbledore asked as Madame Pomfrey made her way over to them and laid Lyra down on a cot.

"There's two! There's Thurisaz on her left wrist and Kenaz on her right, she said they were burning!" Hermione said as Ron tried to calm her down.

The three adults in the room all exchange secretive glances and looked down at her wrists letting out a collective gasp at the site of the black runes that seemed to glow in the light.

"But- but that's impossible I thought that it was just a myth!" McGonagall said as she looked down at Lyra in pure awe.

"What myth?! Do you know what's wrong with her?!" Harry exclaimed worried for the girl he considered his sister.

"Truly astonishing. And to think she's been here all these years…" Madame Pomfrey said looking down at Lyra the same way McGonagall did with pure awe etched on her face as she gave her a calming drought to stop the shaking and spasms in Lyra's body.

"Can someone please tell us what's wrong with her?! We just want to know if she's ok!" Neville asked trying to remain calm.

"I assure you Mr. Longbottom that miss Black will be perfectly alright. She is just coming into her birthright. All will be well." Dumbledore said as his eyes seemed to twinkle more than normal. As usual he spoke in riddles which frustrated the group because it seemed the adults knew more than they were letting on.

"You know they will come for her Albus." McGonagall said looking over at him catching the groups attention.

"Hold on! Who's coming for Lyri! I'd like to see them bloody try! We're not going to let anyone hurt her!" Ron exclaimed.

"Please remain calm Mr. Weasley. I assure you no harm will come to miss Black, " Dumbledore said to him before turning back to McGonagall, "And I am well aware of that Minerva, we should be prepared for our upcoming guests."

"Will someone please tell us what's going on?!" Ginny exclaimed.

"All will be explained soon miss Weasley. I can promise you that. Just know that miss Black will be fine." Dumbledore said gently before leaving the hospital wing.

-Loki's Pov-

I panicked as we watched our beloved fall to the ground in pain. We were instantly by her side on to have her vanish completely.

"No, no, no…She can't be gone." Thor said frantically patting the spot where she laid.

"Where has she gone? Please bring her back!" I begged the Norns.

Verðandi spoke first, "Your bond with your fated one is forming. She is back on Midgard, go to her," Then Urðr spoke, "She has seen much sorrow and grief in her short life and lost many loved ones, you must show her that all hope is not lost," Lastly Skuld spoke, "You will unite the realms and peace will triumph, but heed this, there will be those who wish to see your downfall, but together you will be victorious."

"Now go to your fated one. Heal her mind, body, and soul. All will be well." They spoke together before they vanished.

"We must inform mother and father, then we can have Heimdall find her." Thor exclaimed determined.

"Do not fret brother, we will be with our little harp soon." I said.

Soon my dear fated one. Soon.