A/N: AAHH! FORgot to mention that Harry Potter time is different because I need the time streams to correlate so it's happening the same year as when avengers happens. I'm not putting a modern twist because I'm lazy. I'd also like to stress that this is based off of the movies Thor and the Avengers and the Thor 2 trailer with a little bit of actual Norse Mythology - keep that in mind. The reason they don't know that the power surges are what they are is because during the time where they would have found out what they are there was too much going on and the computers were working overdrive and didn't pick it up. It makes sense, trust me. I CANNOT REMEMBER IF DRACO STAYS AT HW OR GOES HOME FOR CHRISTMAS so I'm keeping him at school. And Blaise. Ummmmmm I'm suddenly making Pansy lesbian. I said girlfriend meaning just a regular friend but then I decided why not and now she's lesbian! It's not even really a big thing at all though I mention her once and not even her name so if you're not into that just pretend it's a friend that's a girl.
I AM AMERICAN I KNOW THAT LOKI'S COINS ARE OFF I DID THAT ON PURPOSE HE DOESN'T USE MONEY THE ONLY REASON HE KNOWS IS BECAUSE OF THE PEOPLE'S MINDS HE SEARCHED. HE JUST ISN'T REMEMBERING CORRECTLY BECAUSE THAT WAS LIKE HALF A YEAR AGO OR WHATEVER.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of this stuff, for more info contact J. K. Rowling and Stan Lee (Marvel)

Chapter 5 - It's Almost Christmas

"I wan't rock and roll!" Tony Stark could be described by many as arrogant, narcissistic, rude, and a genius. Said Stark revels in such praise. He currently could be found testing a prototype Iron Man Suite above the fine city of Manhattan. The suit was much like his other versions with a few minor improvements. Tony found the suit to be turning out much better than he had hoped, with a fantastic turning radius and a larger power source. It seemed to be a success.

Seemed to.

Tony was headed, top speed, toward whatever was in front of him when his power went completely dark and he couldn't see in front of him.
"Jarvis? Status report?" Tony's rock and roll music shut off and his screen went dark but the thrusters remained powered, pushing him straight forward. He began slowing his suit, in preparation for landing, when he encountered a problem.

"What the hell?" His suit crashed through some sort of wall and Tony shut off the power immediately. The suit's momentum kept him flying forward where he crashed through some sort of electric appliances. He flailed in hopes of stopping himself but didn't halt until he had rolled a good ways away. Ripping off his helmet, he noticed he had landed in the helicarier. This turned out to be not as lucky as he thought when an angry man with an eye patch came towards him, fuming.

"This is the third time someone had smashed through these walls in week. I have had it with these mother effin' heroes thinking they can barge into my helicarier with so much as a 'sorry'! No! Stark, you are cleaning this mess up yourself or paying for it out of your own pocket! I am through!"

Stark chuckled and lifted himself out of the suit which opened when the emergency deploy was activated.

Loki awoke from fitful unconsciousness to the light of morning streaming in through the windows. Loki sat up, long hair in frizzy waves down his back. He smoothed it down with his hands and pulled his fingers through to attempt to tame it to no avail. Hearing a low murmur on his right, he turned. At least three beds down Loki saw a gathering of students and almost felt self-pitying for his lack of company. Loki honestly felt like absolute crap. Not as achy as he did in prison but mentally was just as bad. He felt like killing himself if he was to be truly honest, almost like he did when he gripped his staff over the destroyed bi-frost, hanging on for dear life and his father rejected him again. Loki laid back down, head hitting his pillow with a soft thump and resigned himself to planning out his death in all the ways he figured possible. This, unfortunately, only caused him to feel even more disgusted with himself.

The doors to the infirmary banged open as a panting Draco and Blaise flung themselves inside. Loki sat up and watched them attempt to collect themselves. He couldn't help the small laugh that escaped his lips as he observed them glare at the huddle of Gryffindors who turned to stare at the two. They stood up straight and swiftly walked to Loki's bed. Draco pulled out a wrapped bar of something from his robes and handed it over to Loki, who gratefully took the treat. He greedily unwrapped the bar to find chocolate, which he gobbled down immediately, trusting Draco enough that it was safe. Loki felt himself grow happier and just plain better after he swallowed the sweet delicacy and almost moaned in delight.

"When you fainted at the quidditch game I almost had a heart attack. The only other person to have that reaction to the Dementors was Harry, and he's in that bed over there," he said, pointing to the group of people crowded around a bed. Some of them were still watching the Slytherins, but they looked away when the three boys turned to stare back.

Loki lifted himself off of the bed, throwing the covers from around his legs and noticed he was thankfully still in his shoes. "Let's get out of here before the oaf wakes up. He is always staring at me and I find it incredibly uncomfortable. I'd rather he not see me here. He can learn from his nosy friends what happened so let's go." Draco and Blaise nodded and the three hurried out of the room just as the black-haired pottery kid woke.

Black Widow stood, relatively relaxed in her skin tight, practical suit with her comfortable and also practical black boots. She watched as a helicopter descended, it's propellers spinning madly. Natasha's fiery red hair blew about her face in protest to the strong winds but she stood firm and unmoving. She watched as a blond man jumped from the helicopter before it flew off again. The blond man spotted Natasha almost immediately and took long strides to get to where she stood on the landing pad of the helicarier. Natasha considered him somewhat of a friend. Maybe just a very good acquaintance. Captain America was someone she respected and he respected her, and that was perfect grounds for a mutual friendship.

"Hello Captain, nice to see you made it safely," Natasha said, smiling politely.

Steve grinned at her and said "nice to see you, ma'am. You stick out like a sore thumb in all of that black."

Her lips quirked up into a smile and she shook her head. Natasha walked with Steve into the helicarier and into the conference room where Stark already sat, waiting in one of the chairs. Stark was the only occupant but he was currently fiddling with a small electronic gadget that neither Steve nor Natasha would be able to figure out. He slipped it into his pocket as the two entered the room and smiled contemptuously at them, typical Tony Stark. His smile turned dubious when he noticed the missing scientist and Norse god from their little club.

"Banner's whereabouts are currently undisclosed because of matters that are none of your damn business." Fury strode in at the perfect moment, answering the silent question between them. "Everyone listen up because I'm only saying this once.

"There has been a battle on Asgard and Loki escaped. He is believed to be either headed to or on Earth but our scanners have yet to pick up a sign of him or his magic. What our scanners have found are multiple influxes of foreign power, ones not of this world. They're scattered but seem to be heading Westward. They started appearing in New York and are currently appearing in areas like Bulgaria, Romania and Russia. It started in the beginning of September and it's now December. You know what that means? We've let this go by virtually unchecked for three and a half months. I admit, that's mostly on me, but that's besides the point. Romanov recently went undercover in the Scandinavian area and found some monumental news. There are magical people on Earth. How this flew under the radar for so long is a mystery to us, one that will be solved soon or someone's ass is going to be hanging in my office soon. It seems their magic messes with electronic devices so subtly and quietly that it allows the computers to not pick up any surges in power. This is a major problem if you can guess considering Loki's main skill is magic. We suspect he's hiding out in one of these-"

CRASH

"IF ONE MORE PERSON CRASHES INTO THIS HELICARIER I WILL PERSONALLY CUT OFF ALL OF YOUR HANDS AND BLEND THEM FOR MY MORNING PROTEIN SHAKE." Fury positively shook with rage as he screamed curses at the buff blond man that had just burst through the walls. It was, of course, Thor and he held Mjolnir in a vice grip in his right hand, a sign of tension.

"Cyclops man, I hear you have a lead on my brother's location? If you could please pardon my previous inadequacies for I was in a hurry and lacked my usual decency I would be eternally grateful. Now, where is Loki?" Thor spoke in a tense voice but was still his usual loud self. The group watched as the Director stewed in fury and they could almost see the steam rising from his bald head. He truly was living up to his namesake.

"Well we've got five out of seven, where's bird-brain?" Stark looked around the room, searching for the missing master archer. The sudden clang of Barton's boots hitting the ground startled only half of the group as Clint dropped down from his nest.

"I've been here the whole time Stark. Now, Fury, please continue." Clint took the chair next to Natasha and watched Fury with rapt attention. The bald man rolled his one eye and continued.

"This underground magical society poses a serious problem. We can't detect Loki's magic if he is hiding here and we hope he either doesn't know this, or isn't on Earth. Romanov has found multiple schools that teach young children to learn this magic and we are going to have to search everywhere possible to find out if Loki is here. Our men are already working on a way to pick up this magic so that we can also find Loki. It will be your job to find what the sporadic power surges are being caused by and stop whatever is going down. I'll leave you to make a game plan, as I have to go get damage repair papers filled out and get workers on this mess you," he pointed at Thor, "have made." Fury stormed out with a huff and left the room in silence.

"Let's get to work," Tony broke the silence with.

Loki was not excited. Loki was furious, positively outraged. If Loki were to get any angrier, he'd burst into flames! The kitchen refused to serve him Smalahove! It was apparently too graphic for some of the more compassionate students. Honestly, it's just a sheep's head! What's so wrong with that? Complete baby's these magical children are. They also refused to make him Akvavit, as it was not part of the school's offered non alcoholic drinks: Pumpkin Juice. Loki was absolutely enraged! This foolish school dishonored his Scandinavian, Christmas-time tradition! Loki was not technically a Norwegian, but he had enjoyed the dish when he last visited and he was supposed to be a Scandinavian transfer student. What kind of actor would he be if he wasn't vexed?

Loki sat and pouted at the Slytherin table with Draco on his left and Blaise on his right. Pansy was busy preparing for Christmas break, where her family was planning a vacation to the Bahamas. The three boys were obviously jealous of that. Loki was purely jealous of the fact that she had somewhere to go. If Loki were to leave the castle, S.H.E.I.L.D., or an even greater threat, would find him in a heartbeat. Draco and Blaise's families were vacationing without their children this year and there were only troubled by this, and Loki suspected it was not the first time. Loki couldn't sympathize though, for his family never had vacations. It was boring, the life of a young prince.

When Loki had expressed his disappointment with the Hogwarts kitchen he had received less than positive support from the three Slytherins he could stand talking to. Pansy had almost thrown up, Draco had seemed disgusted, and Blaise looked upset, when he explained what Smalahove was. It was very discouraging and Loki decided to let the matter drop, but he had yet to be able to raise his mood. Loki, though at full strength, knew that were he to leave the school he would be attacked almost instantly. He knew the Chitauri and probably that idiot Thor were looking for him and, knowing Thor, he had probably involved their little gang, Avenging or whatever they called themselves.

Loki was ready for the Hogsmead trip they would be leaving for the next day, though. He had signed his own permission form and had finally managed to forge some of those Wizarding coins. He was still at a complete loss as to how they counted them, though. American money was simple, one hundred of the little brownish red ones for one of the papers. Five of them for one little silver coin. ten for one thick silver coins, and twenty-five for the biggest silver coin. Pennies, nickles, dimes, and quarters and the papers were dollars. Loki prided himself in being able to understand such things but the wizarding coins were too random. Also, he lacked the knowledge of a wizarding person, for he had searched the minds of the agents he controlled to learn about the American money. He supposed he'd just ask Draco with the excuse that money is different in Scandinavia.

Loki went to bed that night and woke up

and woke up well rested. He created an illusion of wearing a large green coat that he didn't really need, considering his Jotun heritage, and slipped on some nice black boots. He was immensely grateful that his magic was different than these mortals or he was sure one of them would have been able to see through his illusion by now.

Loki, Draco, Blaise, Pansy, and some girlfriend of Pansy were walking through Hogsmead, enjoying themselves as much as the uptight students could. They had eaten and bought too many treats and had all bought gifts for each other. It was a respectable day and the weather wasn't as atrocious as it could have been and for that the group was grateful. There was one bump when Loki was pushed aside by something he couldn't see, or at least was not meant to see. He could tell it was the crafter boy and he considered unveiling him. He had disregarded the foolish child and continued on his way.

It wasn't long until their trip came to an end, something none of them were happy about. They all told their silent goodbyes to the town and went back to Hogwarts with the other students. Soon after they were saying their goodbyes to all of the other students who went on their way home for Christmas with slightly downtrodden attitudes. That night they retired to bed, none of them with happy dreams.

The name Thanos, for those who knew, could bring a nation to it's knees. He was proud of it too. Nothing could ruin his mood at this moment, not his annoying servant, not his lack of good food, not even the apparent bug infestation on that forsaken planet. Thanos had finally found Loki.

A/N: That's all folks. The ending is a little abrupt but whatevs. R/R thaknsk