AN: Nothing much to put her, just warning there is violence and bad language.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Marvel

Chapter 58: Loki VS Voldemort.

Loki stepped off the lift into the atrium; he had chased Bellatrix here. Loki could have caught her a long time ago, but he liked toying with her; why not? She loved playing mind games with others, so why not do the same to her? Loki spotted Bellatrix running towards the telephone lift at the other end of the hall; she looked back as he stalked towards her and aimed a spell; it just bounced off Loki, like all the other spells she's tried to cast at him. Bellatrix growled in frustration when she wheeled around to head back toward the lift. Loki was standing in front of her. Bellatrix squealed in surprise and backed up until she bumped into the real Loki, who was still behind her. Bellatrix turned around to face him with a look that was a mix of confusion and fear. Then, Loki winked at her, and all around Bellatrix, Loki's dumbles appeared.

"Too afraid to face me, Loki," Bellatrix said, so she knew who he was, excellent. Bellatrix tried to hide it, but Loki could hear a hint of fear in her voice. "Where are you? I thought you wanted to fight?"

Bellatrix spun around and shot a spell at one of Loki's doubles; it went through it, passed the Fountain of Magical Brethren, and struck the wrought gold gates at the other end of the atrium, causing them to ring like a bell. Loki laughed, and Bellatrix spun around, tossing spells at all his doubles. A couple even hit Loki, but of course, it did not affect him.

"What did you come after me for, then?" Bellatrix yelled, "I thought you were here to avenge the pain I gave my dear cousin!"

"I am!" Loki said he spoke softly, but yet his voice still echoed across the room, being repeated by each of the other Lokis. The real Loki walked closer to Bellatrix. She cast a curse at him, but it bounced off. "No one hurts Sirius without me hurting them,"

"Aaaaaah… are you friends?" Bellatrix mocked, "Do you care for him? Do you love him?" Loki disappeared and reappeared at her side as his doubles disappeared.

"More than you can even comprehend, " Loki said. Bellatrix turned to him and cast the torture curse, but it hit Loki in the chest and bounced off. He smirked as her eyes grew wider, but unfortunately, her fear didn't stop her from running her mouth.

"How adorable. Are you best friends then?" Bellatrix demanded, "Are you James Potter's replacement?"

Loki thrust out his hand and sent a spell of his creation at Bellatrix; she let out a scream as she was knocked off her feet onto the floor and shook as if she were having a seizure. Then Loki lifted his spell, and Bellatrix laid on the floor and didn't move for a minute, then she started laughing.

"So, you do know how to play," Bellatrix said, sitting up, then she slowly climbed to her feet. "Not bad, not as good as the Dark Lord, but not bad."

Loki raised his eyebrow as Bellatrix raised her wand and sent a spell at him. Again, it bounced off, and Bellatrix kept sending spell after spell, causing Loki to laugh.

"I don't understand…how are you doing that," Bellatrix shouted, getting more mad with each spell that bounced off Loki, who just stood there smirking. "Fight me then…Fight. Don't just stand there."

"That's something you do not want," Loki said, another him appearing behind Bellatrix. She turned and looked at him, then back at the real Loki, and instead of fear this time, she grew angry.

"You think your tricks can work on me?" Bellatrix demanded, "I was, and I am the Dark Lord's most loyal servant. I am his favorite. I learned the Dark Arts from him, and I know spells of such power that you, pathetic little worm, can never hope to compete."

Loki stood there staring at Bellatrix for a long moment as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing; then he started laughing.

"You think your puny little Dark Lord is more powerful than me? Knows more Dark Arts than me?" Loki said, humor falling from his face. "I was always my mother's most loyal student; I was her favorite, and she taught me all I know about magic, and believe me, she knows and understands magic more than any of you puny Midgardain wizards could ever comprehend."

Loki suddenly rushed at Bellatrix, grabbed the front of her robes, and brought her closer to him.

"You think Voldemort knows more Dark Arts than me?" Loki demanded, "It was I who invented the Dark Arts,"

Loki tossed Bellatrix away from him, not using his full strength; he didn't want to kill her or hurt her too badly, not yet anyway; he wasn't done toying with her. Bellatrix landed on her butt with a groan and looked up at Loki, trying to mask the fear on her face with a snarl.

"How about I show you again one of my creations?"

Before Bellatrix could answer, Loki's eyes glowed, and she fell over on her back screaming in pain, her body shaking; it was the same spell he had put Bellatrix under a moment ago, it was similar to the torture curse, except Loki's spell, made you feel like you had hundreds of daggers stabbing your nerves, it was almost unbearable, or could be depending on the amount of power he used with the spell, Loki held back because if he used his full strength, Bellatrix wouldn't be able to survive the pain.

After a minute, Loki got tired of hearing Bellatrix scream, so he lifted the spell, and she lay there panting and moaning in pain; she raised her head and glared at him, her hair now a tangled mess all over her head, her wand laid a few inches from her hand, but she did not try to reach it.

"You….got your revenge," Bellatrix said, "Now, go, leave me alone."

"You think that's it?" Loki demanded, "Do you think I'm done with you? No, darling, I just started."

Bellatrix screamed as Loki put her under that spell again, but this time, he lifted it before a minute was up, and she did not raise her head; as Loki walked around her to stand at her side, he looked into her gray eyes, full of fear, and pain, and nearly cringed at how much they resembled Sirius' eyes, she had that same look he wore when in pain, in fact as he stood there staring at her, he could see the family resembles between her and Sirius, her features had some differences, so, it wasn't striking, but, if you took the time to look, you could tell they were related, just like with Andromeda, who favored Bellatrix quite a bit, grey eyes and aristocratic features seemed to run in their family.

"You cannot win against me!" Bellatrix cried as Loki rolled his eyes. She's on the floor in pain, and she still is going to act as if she hasn't already lost.

"Oh, but I already have," Loki said; he bent down, grabbed hold of Bellatrix's robes, and roughly pulled her to her feet. She winched as every movement caused her pain, but Loki had to give it to her; she still wouldn't admit defeat.

"You can't win." Bellatrix cried, "You can't beat me; I can not lose."

"You lost the moment you decided to curse my Sirius from behind," Loki said, and Bellatrix's eyes grew even more fearful as she gasped in pain again.

"The prophecy, give me the prophecy." Bellatrix cried urgently, "Where is it? Hand it to me, and I'll spare your life!"

Loki started laughing, "You spare my life? You think you can kill me? A god?"

"Where is it? Where's the prophecy?" Bellatrix repeated, confusing Loki slightly on why she was suddenly so concerned about that stupid glass ball when he was about to kill her. Loki pulled her closer to him so he could speak right into her ear and hopefully convince her that she had more important things to worry about.

"The prophecy is gone," Loki said, "Sirius and I accompanied Harry here right after getting your letter. He got the orb off the shelf, and smashed it; there is no more prophecy; your Dark Lord will never know its words."

"Liar!" Bellatrix yelled so loud Loki jerked back. "You…you lie." Loki gave her a look as she struggled to escape Loki's hold. "I saw it on the shelf before you arrived. It was there."

"That was an illusion; the whole room was an illusion. Did you not see when I dropped it? That wasn't even the Hall of Prophecies; I arrived hours early, rigged it to where you were led to the wrong room, where I had put up the illusion. That room was an old storage room full of files of failed experiments by the Unspeakables, nothing more." Loki explained.

"No!" she screamed. "It isn't true… it's not true. You're lying."

Loki moved his hand from her robes to her throat and bent forward, lowering Bellatrix to where her back almost touched the ground, as he dropped to one knee and whispered in her ear.

"I am about to snap your neck as if it was a mere stick; you have bigger worries than a stupid glass ball that no longer exists."

"No!" Bellatrix yelled, "I tried..master, I tried; please don't punish me."

"Why are you begging him for? I'm the one about to kill you." Loki said, "He can't hear you."

"Can't I, Odinson?" said a voice behind him; at first, Loki felt anger at being addressed by that name, but his anger faded as he let go of Bellatrix, a sadistic smile forming on his face; he stood and turned around, and there standing behind him was no other than Lord Voldemort, his snakelike face white and gaunt, slit-pupilled eyes staring at Loki, looking determined. Still, Loki was delighted to see fear in his scarlet eyes.

"Riddle," Loki said, "This is a surprise; I wasn't expecting to fight you tonight." Voldemort ignored his words except for being called Riddle, which caused Voldemort's nostrils to flare; otherwise, his mind stayed on one thing: that stupid glass ball.

"So, Harry smashed my prophecy?" Voldemort asked, "No, Bella, he is not lying… I see the truth through his worthless…..green eyes." Voldemort paused a moment, then shook his head and continued, "Months of effort, planning, and my Death Eaters have let Harry Potter thwart me again, and not only Harry, but it would appear he had help from the so-called god of mischief himself…tell me Odinson, why do you keep helping young Harry, what's in it for you?"

"Master, I am sorry I knew not; I saw the prophecy on the self when we arrived!" sobbed Bellatrix as she crawled to Voldemort's feet. "I don't understand; it was there…how could it have been taken earlier today?"

"Be quiet, Bella," said Voldemort dangerously. "I shall deal with you in a moment. Do you think I have entered the Ministry of Magic to hear your sniveling apologies?"

"But Master - it was there." Bellatrix cried.

"You merely saw my illusion of the prophecy, nothing more," Loki said, walking towards them. "What's the big deal? It was only a tiny glass orb full of the ramblings of a lunatic."

"Stay back!" Voldemort warned, stepping back as he pointed his wand at Loki. "I warn you, I am much more powerful than last we met?"

"We met before? Oh yes, in the cemetery, I believe you fled in fear." Loki said.

"Lord Voldemort is afraid of no one," Voldemort said; Loki grinned, holding out his arms.

"Then come on, show me what you can do."

It was Voldemort's turn to smirk as he twirled his wand almost like a lasso; a green rope appeared out of the end of it, and Voldemort thrust his wand toward Loki as if he were going to whip him with it, but Loki just disappeared, then reappeared behind Voldemort.

"You'll have to do better than that to beat the god of mischief," Loki said.

Voldemort spun around, and Loki thrust out his hands; green magic hit Voldemort, sending him flying, and he landed on the ground next to Bellatrix. Loki waved his hand, and the robe Voldemort conjured slithered around him like a snake. Voldemort pointed his wand at something behind Loki, and the golden statue of the wizard came to life and leaped off its plinth to land on the floor behind Loki, and wrapped his arms around him, trying to trap him in place. Loki brought his leg up and kicked the statue so hard it flew back, slammed into one of the large fireplaces that lined the walls, and broke apart. But it distracted Loki long enough that Voldemort was on his feet again and pointed his wand at him.

"Are we going actually to duel now?" Loki asked, "Or do you want to keep doing your first-year tricks?"

"A first-year couldn't do what Lord Voldemort can do," Voldemort shouted, his voice full of anger, offended by being compared to an eleven-year-old.

"Maybe..maybe not, but a first-year has more manners," Loki replied, "Must you shout like some uncouth swine? Did your mother not teach you etiquette?"

Voldemort growled in anger and started casting spells at Loki, who defected it with just a wave. Then, he made doubles appear around Voldemort, causing him to pause and stare. He started twirling around, throwing spells and curses at all the doubles; Bellatrix took cover behind the fountain so she won't get hit, while Loki just stood there and laughed at Voldemort until he turned to the real Loki, and before Loki could react. Voldemort sent a stinging hex at him, hitting Loki in the stomach. His eyes grew wide as he grabbed his stomach with one arm, frowning in confusion. Loki felt that curse; it indeed stung.

"I told you, I am more powerful than I or any wizard has ever been," Voldemort said, "So, do you wish to duel, or do you want to continue playing games?"

"Alright," Loki said, turning serious. "We'll duel, for real; no more games."

Loki thrust a ball of green magic at Voldemort; he blocked it and then sent a torture curse at Loki, who blocked it, thrust out his hands, and dozens of daggers appeared. He sent them flying at Voldemort; with a wave of his wand, they paused, and with another wave, they headed back towards Loki, who made them disappear. Voldemort then conjured shards of glass and sent them flying toward Loki, who turned them into sand; the sand hit the floor and slid everywhere.

Loki sent his pain spell at Voldemort too quickly for him to block; it struck Voldemort in the chest, sending him doubling over; as he cried out in pain, Loki lifted the spell, then sent a curse at Voldemort that caused large gashes to open up on his arms, he then tossed a ball of magic, that knocked Voldemort down. Loki started walking towards him, a dagger forming in his hand, but Voldemort stood up quickly and sent a curse at Loki; it hit the inside of his arm, and Loki dropped his dagger as he felt a sting; the Cutting Curse had gone through his sleeve and cut open Loki's arm, anger filled him, and Loki shot out his hands sending a dozen more daggers at Voldemort, he was able to block most, but then Loki made one appear in his hand, flipped it, then tossed it at Voldemort, who moved too slowly, and the blade gazed his cheek.

With a roar of anger, he conjured up dozens of pieces of glass and sent them flying at Loki, who waved his hand and turned the glass into rose petals before sending more daggers back at Voldemort; he was able to block them and conjure up butcher knives and sent them flying toward Loki, who disappeared to avoid them, and reappeared behind Voldemort, he spun around to face Loki, and he punched Voldemort sending him flying back, he landed on the marble floor and stood immediately; he waved his wand and conjured a bunch of hammers. And with a smirk, he sent them flying at Loki, who disappeared, and the hammers slammed into the wall behind him; some bounced off, some stuck into it.

Loki appeared behind Voldemort, who stepped out of reach before turning to face him, and the two circled each other as they continued their duel. They abandoned using spells in favor of conjuring weapons to toss at one another; at one point, Voldemort conjured a dozen bludgers and sent them at Loki, who quickly turned them into a flock of birds, then conjured a bunch of beater bats and sent them flying at Voldemort who conjured a metal shield and hid behind it, one bat smacked into it, knocking Voldemort back a little.

"You won't beat Lord Voldemort," Voldemort said; he dropped the shield and sent sharp metal blades toward Loki, who turned them into butterflies.

"No, I believe it is you who can not beat me," Loki said; he conjured up thousands of needles and sent them flying at Voldemort. Yeah, he got the idea from one of the tortures Ebony Maw put Loki through; no one ever said you can't pick things up from your enemies, and Loki grinned as Voldemort couldn't defect all the needles, and some stuck his arms, the bottom of his robes, and even his forehead.

Laughing, Loki brought the centaur statue to life and sent it galloping toward Voldemort, who destroyed it with a blasting curse. Loki sent nails flying at him; Voldemort blocked them and then twirled his wand once again, sending glass shards heading toward Loki; with a flick of his wrist, they turned and headed right for Voldemort, who made them disappear,

"Why fight me?" Voldemort demanded. "You can join me? Be my second in command and stand alongside my sister; the three of us can own this world."

"Your second in command?" Loki laughed, "Why would I want to be that?"

"You dare mock me," Voldemort demanded; he pointed his wand at Loki and shot a jet of green light at him; knowing what spell it was, Loki didn't take any chances and dodged out of the way, and the spell hit the wall behind him, blasting a large hole in it.

"Come on, you gotta do better than that." Loki grinned, magic flowing from his hands as he held his arms out; he will finish this now. He couldn't kill Voldemort, not until all his Hocruxes are destroyed, and Schimit is with him so they can kill them together, but he can cause Voldemort pain, teach him Loki isn't someone to mess with while warning him to leave Harry and Sirius alone.

Loki raised his hands, thinking of a spell that would hurt Voldemort badly, possibly breaking more than a few bones. Voldemort raised his wand, but before Loki or the Dark Lord could do anything, Bellatrix suddenly jumped on Loki's back and started hitting him; he groaned in annoyance, grabbed the back of her head, and flipped Bellatrix off him onto the floor.

"Do you mind?" Loki demanded, "I am business now; I have no time for you." Loki's green eyes glowed as the shadows next to Bellatrix grew and formed Loki's shape, helmet and all, and grabbed Bellatrix by the arms, holding her in place.

"Let go of me," Bellatrix demanded.

"Be patient, sweetie; I'll kill you next," Loki said, grinning at the look Bellatrix gave him, then turned back to Voldemort. "Now, where were we? Oh yes, I was about to cause you endless amounts of pain."

Loki sent the spell he was thinking of at Voldemort, who blocked with a Shield Charm, then raised his arm and twirled his wand, and the water in the fountain rose in the air, creating a large wave; Voldemort then flicked his wand, and it came crashing down toward Loki, who had no other chose, he quickly switched into his Jotunn form, thrust out his hands out and froze the water in place, then turned to Voldemort who backed up.

"What…why do you look like that?" Voldemort demanded, staring into Loki's now red-glowing eyes and blue face.

"Have I never told you?" Loki teased, "Sorry, guess I didn't get a chance last time we met when you fled from me in fear; I look like this because I am a Jotunn or for someone with as small a brain such as yours, we are also known as Frost Giants."

Voldemort snarled and sent a curse at Loki, who blocked it, thrust out his hands, and started sending sharp giant icicles at Voldemort, who blocked some with a Shield Charm, then ducked, dodged, and even smacked one away. Voldemort roared in anger and sent a blast of fire at Loki, who froze it in place, switched back into his Asgardian form, and started conjuring weapons to toss at Voldemort combined with magic.

Loki started walking toward Voldemort as he backed up, unable to try and curse Loki for having to block the weapons and magic. Loki made some daggers appear in his hands, flipped them, and tossed them at Voldemort. He dodged one, but one glazed his shoulder. Loki made another dagger appear in his hand, and instead of throwing it at Voldemort, he turned around and tossed it at the frozen water; the ice broke from it, and the wave rushed down with a roar, crashing into Voldemort, knocking him off his feet, and pushing him up against the wall, and flooding the atrium, leaving Loki standing in water that came above his ankles, but under his knees.

"If only Thor were here." Loki laughed, "You could use some electricity right now."

At that moment, down the corridor, the lifts opened, and Sirius and Regulus stepped out, followed by Remus; behind them was Ted, who had his arm around Andromeda, helping her walk she was pale and in pain from Bellatrix's curse, Tonks was walking on her other side, they all paused at the sight of the atrium flooded, and Voldemort sitting against the wall. Sirius burst out laughing, followed by Regulus.

"Padfoot," Remus groaned. Loki couldn't help it; he started laughing too.

"How dare you disrespect the Dark Lord!" Bellatrix yelled; she came running over, wet from head to toe, then jumped on Loki's back and started hitting him like before.

"Hey, get off him, you crazy bitch." Sirius cried out. Loki flung Bellatrix off him into the water, then bent down, grabbed her by the neck, and lifted her into the air.

"I believe, Bella, I was about to snap your neck when Riddle interrupted me," Loki said, squeezing Bellatrix's neck. She started smacking his arm, trying to get free. Voldemort climbed to his feet and pointed his wand at Loki.

"Crucio"

Loki let go of Bellatrix and fell to the ground, withering in pain and surprise. Voldemort's other curse had hurt him, but he couldn't believe how painful the Torture Curse was; no wondered everyone was so terrified of it. Loki bit his lip to keep himself from crying out; he wasn't going to give Voldemort the pleasure of hearing his torture. Loki didn't let Ebony Maw or the other Black Order members the satisfaction of hearing his pain, so Loki sure as hell wasn't going to show any pain now.

"Reigna!"

Loki raised his head in time to see Sirius hit Voldemort with a blast of magic, knocking him off his feet. The spell ended at once, and Sirius ran to Loki, dropped next to him in the water, and pulled Loki into a sitting petition.

"Reigny, are you okay?" Sirius demanded; no one noticed that the telephone lift started moving, heading down to the atrium.

"I'm fine, just give me a minute," Loki said, and Sirius wrapped his arms around Loki and pulled him to him, then kissed the side of his head. When he saw Voldemort on his feet again, Sirius let go and stood, magic flowing from his fingers; Loki could almost feel how angry he was.

"I'm going to kill you for hurting him, you snake-face bastard," Sirius said. He thrust his hands out, and his magic struck Voldemort on the chest, making him stumble, but unfortunately, it didn't knock him off his feet; it only angered him, and Voldemort pointed his wand at Sirius.

"Avada"

Ignoring the pain in his broken arm, Regulus tackled Voldemort to the ground, stopping him from killing his brother, then rolled off him and sat up, holding his arm. His actions had caused pain to shoot up his broken arm. Voldemort immediately got to his feet and pointed his wand at Regulus, only for Sirius to start tossing magic again. Voldemort spun around and sent a spell at Sirius, but Loki grabbed Sirius' arm and pulled him out of the way. Voldemort snarled and went to curse Loki but was hit with a spell from the side,

"Who cast that?" Voldemort demanded, turning around.

"I did," Remus said, stepping forward, "And I'll do it again if you don't stop."

"I will too, " Tonks said, stepping up beside Remus; then Ted let go of Andromeda and pulled out his wand, stepped up beside Tonks, and pointed ihis wand at Voldemort, and even though Andromeda was still in pain, she pulled out her wand, ready to help if she needed to.

"We are family, and we protect each other," Ted announced, and the three started casting spells at Voldemort, but it didn't last long; with one disarming spell, Voldemort had the wands of Ted, Remus, and Tonks flying out of their hands. Andromeda pointed her wand at Voldemort. He quickly disarmed her, then conjured ropes that wrapped around the four magic users, tying them together; they protested and struggled to get free. Then Voldemort turned to Loki, and Sirius raised his wand.

Regulus jumped up, trying to tackle Voldemort again; he pushed Regulus off him to the ground and was about to curse him when Sirius started tossing magic at him again. Voldemort spun around and hit Sirius with a spell that knocked him into one of the fireplaces and fell to the floor.

"Sirius!" Regulus cried, jumping up; by the time he made it to Sirius's side, Loki was already there, helping him set up. After making sure he was all right, Loki kissed his forehead, and his look of concern turned to anger as he jumped up and turned to Voldemort just as the telephone lift opened.

"You-"

"Avada Kedavra"

The killing Curse struck Loki in the chest, he let go of Bellatrix and was thrown back, landed on his back, and stared up at the ceiling, shocked at the amount of pain his chest was in. The curse didn't kill him, but it sure hurt like hell. As Loki lay there, he could hear people shouting his name, Sirius screaming no, and then, to his shock, a very familiar voice louder than them all thundered across the atrium.

"You hurt my brother."

Loki rolled onto his side in time to see Thor land in front of him. Voldemort stared in shock as Thor raised Mjolnir in the air, and lighting crashed through the ceiling, connected to the hammer, and pointed it at Voldemort; it struck him, sending the evil wizard flying across the room, hit the wall and slid to the floor.

"Reigna." Sirius knelt behind Loki and helped him set up, Sirius looked at him, his watery eyes full of worry, "are you okay? Please say something,"

"I'm fine, just give me a minute," Loki said, and Sirius wrapped his arms around Loki and kissed the side of his head.

"If you ever scare me like that again, I'll kick your arse," Sirius warned.

"I'll try not to, my love," Loki said as Thor grabbed his arm and pulled him to his feet. Thor wasn't the only one here; Bucky Barnes was standing on his other side, Tony Stark in the Iron Man suit was next to Bucky, and Steve Rogers was on the other side of the room helping Regulus untie the others.

"You alright, man?" Bucky asked. Loki nodded as Thor grabbed his shoulders, turned Loki to him, and started looking him over for injuries.

"I'm fine, Thor," Loki said, pushing Thor away from him, The movement caused a sharp pain in his chest, and he winched.

"Are you sure, baby?" Sirius asked.

"Yes, love, no need to worry," Loki replied as the others came hurrying to them. Steve was helping Ted lead Andromed over, Loki watched as Thor looked at them, saw the shape Andromeda was in, and a look of worry crossed his face, as his his eyes traveled over her body, looking for injuries, Loki narrowed his eyebrows confused by Thor's reaction to Andromeda being hurt.

"You alright, Annie," Regulus asked, stepping over to them. Thor looked between Regulus and Andromeda (who had assured her cousin she'd be okay), then glanced at Sirius, noticed the similarities between the two, and grinned as he clapped his hand on Regulus' shoulder, causing him to flinch.

"You must be Sirius' brother," Thor said. Regulus raised an eyebrow. "Natasha mentioned you. I'm Loki's brother, Thor."

"Yeah, I kind of figured that," Regulus said, nodding towards Voldemort.

"Is Nat how you knew we were here?" Remus asked curiously.

"She told Thor," Steve said, "He arrived here at the same time we did, but Harry is who told us; Tony called on your communication device to wish you a happy holiday, and he told Tony what happened, and we decided to come help, got here as fast the Quinjet would go."

Before anyone could reply, the fireplaces along the wall lit up, and a second later, Cornelius Fudge, Amelia Bones, and about a dozen aurors stepped into the room. They all paused at the scene before them; the Ministry was not only destroyed but flooded, and standing in the middle of it were The Avengers, Loki, four members of the Black family, a healer from St. Mungo's, and a known werewolf, but the most shocking was standing off to the side, Bellatrix Lestrange, supporting a beat-up-looking Voldemort, they were only there for a minute once they saw the Ministry officials they apparated away.

"Was that You-Know-Who?" Amalia demanded, still staring at the spot where the two evil wizards had stood.

"No, it was Casper, the friendly ghost," Bucky said, and Amelia's eyes snapped toward him,

"Who?" She asked, but then her eyes saw the gun in his hands. "Is that a muggle weapon? Why do you have that in the Ministry of Magic? Why are any of you here?"

"Death Eaters kidnapped my brother; we came to rescue him," Sirius said.

"Your brother?" Fudge demanded, "I thought he was dead?"

"No," Regulus said, raising his good arm. "I'm alive, broken arm and all."

"Broken arm," Loki demanded, "I healed your arm."

"Rabastan rebroke it," Regulus said; Loki rolled his eyes, feeling annoyed at Lestrange for breaking the arm he healed.

"If you're up to it, can you heal it for him again, Reigny?" Sirius asked. Loki nodded, reached over, and healed Regulus' arm again; he grinned at Sirius, who gave Regulus a wink.

"Why is Loki here? Isn't it wanted in the muggle world?" Amelia asked.

"Sirius and I are lovers," Loki said, "So I accompanied him and his family to rescue his brother."

"But I thought Sirius was with Reigna Ikol?" Amelia asked, and Loki shifted into his female form, causing Amelia's mouth to drop open in shock, and the Aurors gasped.

"Reigna Ikol and I are the same," Loki said, and Amelia just signed, suddenly looking tired.

"I got a message about Death Eaters breaking into the Ministry. Can anyone explain that?" Amelia asked.

"I sent the message," Tonks admitted, "And said Death Eaters are tied up in the Department of Mysteries storage room."

"Who flooded the ministry?" Fudge demanded, looking at them; he narrowed his eyes when Loki gave him a wave.

"I did," Loki said, "but Voldemort is at fault."

"You-Know-Who," Fudge said, then changed the subject. "Why are the muggles here?"

"We came to help our friends," Bucky said, he glared at Fudge, a look so frightened, the Minister had to turn away.

"He means Sirius and the others. Loki isn't our friend," Tony added. "Only a temporary ally." Loki rolled his eyes.

"He's my friend," Bucky said. Tony raised an eyebrow at him, and Loki grinned slightly at Bucky's words.

"But..but….how did the ministry get destroyed?" Fudge demanded.

"We just told you." Loki said, "Death Eaters captured Regulus, and we came to rescue him. Is your brain too useless to realize that means there was a battle here?"

"I am the Minister of Magic; you will not speak to me that way," Fudge said.

"Oh, shut up." Bucky snapped.

"Bucky." Steve chided, and Bucky turned to Steve.

"What?" He demanded, "He's annoying,"

Fudge made a noise, offended. Bucky turned back to him, and they started arguing; Tony joined in sticking up for Bucky, and then Sirius got involved, which got Loki involved. Fudge began yelling at the Aurors to arrest them, and everyone protested. Amelia raised her hands and rubbed her temples as everyone argued.

"I don't get paid enough for this shit." She mumbled.

AN: I hope you injured the fight between Loki and Voldemort, and I hope it makes sense that now that he has super solider serum in him Voldemort's powers are now enhanced so Loki can feel them now, but since he is a god, the killing curse can't kill him, but it does hurt a lot.

So now with his body enhanced, the only ones whose magic/powers that can really affect him are Loki, Thor, Sirius due to his magic being enhanced by the mind stone and Sinthea but she wouldn't fight him, and likely Friggs and Odin, though Steve and Bucky could hurt him if they were in a fist fight, probably Hulk too, same with Sinthea, I hope that makes sense.