Back to Midgard
Stepping out of Loki’s embrace Alexis blinked, adjusting her eyes. They were back on Earth, after three months. In those two months, she and Loki became incredibly close and both were besotted with the other. Loki felt fiercely protective of the beautiful witch and had vowed to always be at her side. To protect her, cherish her and to stand beside her. For Asgardian standards, this basically meant they were wed. However, two months was of course not that long and Alexis didn’t want to give Tony a heart attack, so for the time being they kept this to themselves. The only one who knew was Frigga. Thor had also vowed that she was now under the protection of Asgard. Which meant, don’t fuck with her, or you fuck with Asgard and really, no one wants that!
When she turned around, Alexis saw her friends waiting for her. Tony stood next to Steve, holding a banner that read WELCOME HOME and she smiled broadly. She ran over to him and hugged him fiercely. ‘I missed you!’ Tony hugged her back. His girl was home.
There was of course a party. Tony had spared no expenses and went all out and the party lasted for hours. When Loki and Alexis finally went to her room (she had given Tony a short summary of her time on Asgard and her relationship with Loki, at that point, Tony decided he was nowhere near drunk enough to understand this) she was more than ready to sleep and curl up to her God. However, it was not meant to be.
Closing the door behind her and with every intention of snogging the aforementioned God silly, her eyes landed on Dobby, who was nervously waiting for her.
‘What is it?’ she asked, suddenly sober. Dobby looked at her with teary eyes. ‘Dobby has...Dobby...’ Before Alexis could intervene, Dobby fell to the ground and started to cry, pounding his little fists on the ground. Big tears streamed from his eyes and he was very upset. Shit. Alexis walked over to Dobby and lifted him off the ground, avoiding his arms. The Elf continued to cry and Alexis had to be stern with him right now or it would be hours before she knew what was going on.
‘Dobby, I order you to stop this at once!’ This helped, because the Elf stopped crying, went limp, and looked up with fear in his eyes. Alexis was baffled. Why would Dobby be scared of her all of a sudden?
She looked at Loki, who shrugged. He didn't understand the creature anyway. Loki took a seat on the couch and Alexis grabbed a chair and sat down with Dobby. ‘Okay, tell me what's up. You know you won't be punished, and I don't want you to punish yourself. But I'm really worried right now, so start talking…please.’
And Dobby started his story. It came out falteringly and hesitantly. It turned out he had a sister. Twissy, who was still in England. Elves could find each other if there was a family bond. And Twissy had found him and taken him unceremoniously, back with her to England.
Alexis paled and looked at Loki, terror in her eyes. She was wanted in England. Voldemort was in power there, she knew this. She looked at Dobby, afraid of what he would say next. Dobby said he'd seen his old master and the boy he'd taken care of. The son of his old master.
Alexis, of course, knew who these people were. Lucius and Draco Malfoy. Not good!
Before she could ask any further questions, Dobby mentioned that The Dark Lord was also there, with Hermione. ‘Say what now?’ she blurted out, completely baffled. This was ridiculous. Voldemort and Hermione? Surely this was a joke.
Loki had some trouble following it all, so Alexis quickly told him what he needed to know so that Dobby could move on. Finally, they got to the point where Dobby was upset. He'd told them she was with Thor and Loki, just not in those words. Loki snorted when Dobby told them what he had said. Cranky God? How impertinent.
Alexis tried to figure out how to proceed now. Voldemort couldn’t be sure about what Dobby had meant. Sparkly God and Cranky God… it wasn't that the man was watching the Muggle news. She'd be surprised if he even knew who the Avengers were. But Hermione, she was Muggleborn...there was a chance she knew. That led her back to the question of what the hell Hermione was doing with Voldemort.
Did he force her? Was she his slave? Was she brainwashed? Why wasn't she with Albus Dumbledore? Why had no one defeated Voldemort? Did everyone just give up? She was still amazed, years later, that people had thought that a 15-month-old baby could have beaten a Dark Wizard. How? By drooling on him?
Her mother had actually defeated him by sacrificing herself. Alexis hadn't done anything special. She had hated the attention and the stares. The very idea that she, a schoolgirl with barely any training, could take on Voldemort was preposterous.
Her mind was still racing when Loki caught her attention by telling Dobby it was okay. She agreed and Dobby disappeared, relieved that his mistress wasn't angry. How could he have been so stupid? But he couldn't punish himself. So Dobby went to sleep.
Loki took Alexis in his arms and kissed her. Since arriving at Midgard, he'd had to share her with others all the time. Steve wanted her attention, as did Tony. He knew he couldn't keep Alexis to himself, but now he finally had her alone. Time to show her how much he'd missed her and distract her at the same time. He lifted her up, causing Alexis to let out a small yelp of surprise. Loki carried her to her bedroom and laid her on the bed. With a gesture of his hands, she lay naked in front of him. The look in her eyes was languorous. They'd had sex almost every night for the past few weeks. He knew her body inside out and knew what she liked and what she didn't like. He got on his knees in front of the bed and opened her legs by wriggling his head between them. Alexis giggled and put her hands on her thighs. She loved it when Loki satisfied her with his mouth. He was very skilled and she almost always came within minutes.
Loki used the fingers of his right hand to disperse the wetness that had already accumulated while using his left hand to push her down. Alexis gasped as he started and licked her clit with his tongue. He wrote the alphabet with his tongue and fingered her at the same time. Loki started out with two fingers, but when he got to the L, he added a finger and rhythmically pumped in and out of her pussy. Alexis moaned and struggled to lie still. He was driving her crazy and it wasn't long before she started begging. Loki grinned and sucked hard on her clit, making her scream as she came.
After the shocks had subsided, he laid down next to her on the bed. She grinned at him. ‘A plus,’ she said with a laugh. He smirked back at her and kissed her. Alexis got up and gave him a little push so that he lay on his back. ‘Your turn,’ she said, winking at him. Loki used his arms to hoist himself further up the bed so Alexis had some space. He stretched his arms above his head and rested his head on his hands.
Alexis used her hand to stiffen his member before licking the tip. She massaged his balls and gently sucked on his head. Loki moaned and Alexis took him further in her mouth. She licked and sucked softly until she literally heard Loki growl. ‘Damn it woman!’ he gritted out. At this, she decided she had tortured him enough and laid down between his legs so that she could take him all the way in her mouth. It didn't take long for Loki to cum in her mouth. She swallowed it all and cast a wandless spell to clean him before looking up at him from her position between his legs. She moved her eyebrows suggestively and Loki laughed…he pretended to be thinking deeply, then said bluntly…’B minus.’ At this, Alexis made an indignant sound and she tickled him. Loki was lightning fast and grabbed her hands, pulled her up until she was on top of him and twirled her under him. He continued to hold her hands and asked with feigned severity ‘Did you just tickle me, woman?’
Alexis was laughing hard and snorted out ‘Me? Nope.’
‘Hmmm, I think you did,’ and Loki used one hand to hold her arms down and the other to get his revenge. Alexis screamed with laughter and squirmed under him to get away. This made Loki stiff again and he kissed her deeply. He stopped tickling and squeezed her nipple, making Alexis moan. ‘Do you trust me?’ asked Loki, suddenly serious. Alexis nodded almost immediately and looked at him in surprise for a moment.
‘I want to take you from behind. Is that okay?’ Alexis looked at him and felt her love for him expand. She had told him that Vernon used to rape her from behind and he understood that it made her feel vulnerable. She simply nodded. She trusted him and he wasn’t Vernon. They kissed again and Loki rolled off her so she could turn around.
‘If you want me to stop, tell me and I will stop immediately, agreed?’ Alexis replied by pushing her ass against his member, indicating that she was ready. Loki positioned herself behind her and felt with his fingers if Alexis was wet enough. He used some magic to make her even wetter before he cautiously entered her. Taking her from behind allowed him to fuck her deeper and it didn't take long for Loki to let himself go. Alexis enjoyed every thrust, forgetting every thought of her uncle, Voldemort, Hermione, and Dobby. They came together and fell asleep in each other's arms.
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Across the pond, in the old castle that housed what was left of the Order, Molly stood in the kitchen. In a rare moment of clarity, that wasn’t corrupted by grief and loss she stared with empty eyes ahead. She looked out of one of the windows at the rising fog. She thought back to the past three years. The loss of her family. Her husband who didn't understand why she chose Albus. Her sons, who chose their father and not her. Molly was neither stupid nor irrational. She knew that Albus was doing things the light couldn't bear and that he was covering it up by showing that he had no other choice. But the loss of her children, especially the loss of Ginny and Ron, caused her to sink further and further into her hatred for the Dark.
And now she couldn't go back. She had made her choice and stood behind it. Molly turned around and took care of the food. When that was done, she set a plate on a tray and carried it upstairs to Albus's study. When she got to the door she saw a light and heard a whimper. As if someone was in pain. She set the tray on the floor and opened the door, convinced that Albus was injured and needed her help. Molly looked into the room, and in front of the hearth lay a pile of rags. She looked closer and saw that the rags were moving and that was where the sound was coming from.
Molly walked cautiously and with an outstretched wand to the hearth and gasped when she saw what it was. Or rather, who it was. On the ground before her, laid bruised and bloody, Aberforth Dumbledore, Albus’ brother. She knelt down by him and saw that he was gagged. She removed the gag and Aberforth swallowed hard. It was clear that the man was in a lot of pain. Molly helped him up into a sitting position and was about to ask him what had happened when she heard a noise behind her. Gripping her wand better, she turned and looked straight at Albus. The look in his eyes confirmed that Albus knew what Aberforth was doing here and that he was responsible for it. His own brother. Molly narrowed her eyes.
‘What is going on here Albus? Why is your brother here and why is he hurt?’
Albus looked at her calculatingly. He didn't really need Molly. She was one of his most loyal soldiers, but nothing more. And didn't he have others? Aberforth was needed for the ritual. Two birds with one stone. He had to sacrifice someone and he had to sacrifice something he loved. He sighed deeply and looked at Molly. ‘I'm more sorry than you might think.’ With those words, he raised The Elder Wand and cast a spell that caused Molly to be blown off her socks and slammed into the wall next to the fireplace. She broke her neck upon the impact and fell to the ground. Her eyes remained open, shocked.
‘Sick bastard!’ Aberforth tried to get up, but Albus stunned him and he slumped back to the ground. Albus looked at Molly's body and decided he had to get rid of it. If the others saw her, and his brother, he had a problem. It was stupid that he had forgotten the time and hadn't counted on Molly bringing the food. He transfigured Molly's body into a piece of wood and threw it into the fireplace. Then he looked at his brother's body. He levitated him so he could move him into the tower. There his brother would remain until it was the full moon, in 15 days’ time. That was when he would summon Death.