Chapter 2
"Pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Silvertongue," the receptionist said with a bow of her head.
"Pleasure was all mine, darling," Loki said with a smirk as he walked out of the educational department of the Ministry.
Walking down the halls, he spotted Albus Dumbledore storming his way down the halls with his grandfatherly mask. Snorting as the male passed him, he smirked. He knew the male got the notice of the withdrawal of Harry.
Loki had been sure to place a protection spell on Harry before he had left. He then made his way down the halls. He sighed as he made his way to the Law enforcement section. Arriving, he saw organized chaos. Shaking his head, he walked up to a woman. "I’m looking for the Head Auror."
"She's on lunch, who is asking for her?" the woman asked as she wrote on a piece of paper.
"Loki Silvertongue," Loki said calmly.
The woman gasped as her head shot up. "O-one moment, s-sir!" The woman jumped up and hurried into the head auror's office. "Here you go, sir, she's waiting inside."
Loki sighed as he walked into the head auror's office. Seeing a blonde-haired woman, he hoped she was nothing like Thor. "Mr. Silvertongue, what can I do for you?"
"I was wondering what I could do about a couple things and the lovely woman in the Educational department said you could help," Loki said calmly as he sat down.
"What did you need help with?" Amelia asked.
"I would like to give evidence to Sirius Black's trial," Loki said as he pulled out a rolled up parchment.
Amelia hesitantly took it and looked at it and gasped. "That bastard."
Loki gave a low whistle. "I would like to visit him after our meeting." Amelia nodded her head before Loki spoke again. "How do I seek justice here? Dumbledore cannot be trusted anymore," Loki explained.
"He has too much power right now, the best choice would be to leave Britain," she admitted hesitantly.
"We were doing that, anyway. Do try to bring him down," Loki said as he stood up.
Amelia stood up and nodded "I'll do it personally," she said before leading Loki out of her office and down the halls to where the prisoners were awaiting trial. Amelia opened the door to a conference room and he saw Sirius Black barely managing to talk to a lawyer.
She closed the door and he looked around to see no guards. Good. "Hold on on questioning him, sir," Loki said as he strolled over and placed his hand on Sirius's forehead. Letting it glow green, Sirius seemed to melt into the chair and relax. Once he was done, Sirius seemed more there. Before Sirius could talk, Loki spoke up. "To repay me, when you get your freedom, you will make your way to America. Specifically, New York. There, you will find a big tower on the muggle side called Avengers Tower. Your godson will be there, safe and recovering. Will you need help getting there?" Loki asked seriously.
Sirius was silent for a moment before croaking out, "I can get there. Healers?" Sirius asked weakly.
"The best America has," Loki promised.
"Protect...Harry, please," Sirius whined out, hoping the male would protect his godson.
"Of course. I couldn’t protect my most devoted...but I'll protect his son," Loki said firmly.
Sirius was silent for a moment before his eyes widened. "L-Loki," Sirius croaked out.
Loki smiled. "This spell will last until I see you again, the trial for your innocence will be short." Sirius nodded weakly. With that, Loki left, knowing he had other things to do like lecture his two youngest. He would do that later, though, in front of Tony so the male could get a nice laugh.
Loki walked out of the Ministry and into Horizont Alley. Walking along, he thought of what they needed to do for Harry. Tony already took care of his accounts, those silly books that were being published, and the dead basilisk with the goblins. He sped up the boy’s godfather's trial, along with transferring him out of Hogwarts. He could probably deal with this Voldemort character quickly. But then again, he’d rather figure out what was inside the boy's head. He would revisit the subject after Jor's visit.
He remembered how the boy's paper lacked saying if James Potter was dead or not. Harry had just assumed. Looks like he did have a reason to go into the Apothecary. Walking in, he gathered several ingredients and some more expensive-looking ones. He made sure they were of top quality and then placed them on the counter. "That will be 103 Galleons, sir." Loki placed a coin on the counter and the Clerk gasped. "Sir! As the owner of this shop, you may take whatever you may need!" the clerk said with a bow.
"And if I need the store's whole stock?" Loki questioned with a smirk.
"Take it all!" the clerk said clearly.
"Good, I will. Thank you for your service." Loki waved his hand and all of the ingredients seemed to pack up themselves and disappear. "I shall take my leave, tou might wish to close," Loki said jokingly.
Once Loki left, he walked around looking about. What else would he need? He would have to convince Jor to come to help him on this little adventure. Maybe his eldest as well. If he were dealing with Dumbledore, it would probably be best if he brought his little pup, Fenrir. Speaking of, he probably should try and contact the boy. Lord knows he is probably going crazy dealing with the little make-shift pack he made. Potions. He needed Potions. Who knows what the boy's father’s condition would be, let alone if he was still alive. Making his way into a potion shop, he looked around. It would probably be better to get potions in America to be honest. That way he could stock up.
"Can I help you, sir?" the clerk asked.
"Just browsing." How to explain what he is doing without letting anyone know. Oh, he had a perfect idea. "One of my curse breaker friends got himself trapped in an ancient ruin site and we are going to go rescue them. Just trying to remember what we will need," Loki said with a disarming smile.
"Oh! Well if you’re going on a rescue mission, it might be good to have these," the clerk said as they walked over and pointed to a medkit box. "All potion suppliers carry them," he said calmly.
"Is there a potion supplier in America? That's where we are heading," Loki said calmly.
"Oh yes! My cousin works over there. I can give you his contact information if you wish!" the clerk said with a smile.
"Please do," Loki said with that same disarming smile. After he got the contact information, he left the building and headed towards the bookstore that he told Tony he would meet the two at. Walking in, he saw the clerk staring at the pile of books that Tony kept adding to. He loved this man's thirst for knowledge. "Tony," he said calmly with a slightly teasing tone to his voice.
"Loks! Come help me add to this pile! Anything you wanna read?!" Tony asked playfully, knowing the male loved causing chaos.
Loki lightly shook his head before walking to the counter and looking at the titles. He then used his magic to separate the real books from the clearly fictional ones. He sent the fictional ones back and used his magic to pile more factual ones onto the counter. "These are the ones you need, darling." The pile was ten times bigger. He glanced at the clerk's face and he looked so done with life. He glanced at Harry, who looked embarrassed, but he could detect that Harry was excited with all the books. Good, he was glad those whales and that horse didn't destroy the boy completely. "Harry, did you want anything? Or did you get it already?" Loki asked curiously.
"I just need family books that I am sure are in my vault. If I knew we were going to go shopping before we left, I would have grabbed them so I had them," Harry said nervously.
"We can grab them before we leave," Loki said calmly.
Suddenly there was a beeping. Tony blinked as he pulled out his phone and answered it. "Hey kid, what's wrong?"
Harry looked at Loki, confused. The male just smiled as he paid for the books. "I magic-proofed his phone."
"Who is he talking to?" Harry asked curiously.
"Oh, it's either Peter Parker or Harley Keener, they are his 'not sons'," Loki said with a nod.
"Not sons?" Harry questioned.
Loki chuckled. "Tony didn't want children but that doesn't make him a bad man. Peter Parker and Harley Keener are interning at his tower. Harley Keener has a brilliant mind and helps with your father's Iron Man suits. Peter Parker is his own superhero. He tends to treat them both like his children even if he doesn't mean to. That man was made to have children, he's just insecure about it," Loki explained softly.
"Would...Would they be upset with me?" Harry asked nervously.
"Haha, no. I think they will be excited, they will be happy that Tony has a kid he can parent over now. Both boys have family and they don't see him as a father. They only tease him when he gets too overprotective. That's one of the many things I love about him; He's overprotective over what he considers his. You being his biological child...you’re priority number one now," Loki said with a smile.
"Alright, we will be there shortly. Just got to get all this and then warp over there...No you can not drill my son on everything. Let him adjust!" Tony complained. "Listen here, Keebler, I will ban you from the lab for two days if you stress him out on his first day!" Tony lectured before listening. Tony huffed. "Fine, if he wants to hang out with you two then it's fine, but after his check-up and after he relaxes a bit!" Tony said seriously.
"Ahh, he's talking to Harley then," Loki said with a nod.
"He really likes giving everyone nicknames, huh," Harry said softly.
"He calls my brother, Thor, Pointbreak. My nicknames vary. If he is in a bad mood, it's Reindeer Games. Good mood, it's Loks. Great mood...well, I'll keep that name to myself," he said mischievously.
Harry blinked before scrunching up his nose. "Ew."
Loki snickered with a smile. "It's not bad," Loki said calmly.
Once the books were packed Loki grabbed and vanished the bags. "Tony, let's head out. Jor and Sleipnir will be there shortly."
"Alright Loks. Yes, you two, we are on our way, don't touch the bags, damn it. Yes, I know more just appeared, me and Loki went shopping with Harebare!" Tony said calmly. "Yes, that is his nickname. No, you are not going to tease him. I have to go, you know how warping messes with the signal." Tony made a humming noise before hanging up. "They are going to ambush us when we arrive, Loks," Tony whined.
"They are your 'not sons', I expect nothing less," Loki lightly complained.
"Oh umm, Loki," Harry spoke up as they walked.
"Yes, little one?" Loki asked curiously.
"I talked it over with the twins...I...What will happen...if you did blood adopt me?" Harry asked curiously.
"Hmm, you have my daughter's seal on you, that means you have gained immortality until you upset her or decide you wish to pass on. That being said, if I blood adopt you, your whole being will change. You shall still be Tony and James's son, but your body will be sturdier, you'll have more magic, you'll essentially be my son as well. You'll be like my other children. Each of them has a creature they are in tune with. Sleipnir is in tune with horses and horse-like creatures such as pegasi and unicorns. Fenrir is in tune with upper canines like wolves, Jormungandr is in tune with snakes, Hela is in tune with ravens, Narfi is in tune with lesser canines like foxes and Vali is in tune with owls. You'll gain a creature you are in tune with as well. I am not sure what else will happen to you but we can have Jormungandr and Sleipnir help figure it out, alright?" Loki said calmly.
"D-Depending what happens... c-could we do it?" Harry asked nervously.
Loki looked at the fragile thing that was this mortal child. It pained him that this boy was so deprived of a family that he was jumping at chances to have one. Loki stopped and pulled Harry close. Tony stopped and looked at the two with a soft smile. "Whatever you need me to be, child." The way Harry clung to him, Loki knew the boy was struggling not to have another breakdown. Sighing lightly, he picked the boy up once again and carried him along. "Come on, Tony, let's get home." Loki created a warp and walked through it. Once both of them were through, Loki closed it. He sighed as he created another one which was much more stable than the last one he’d created. When Tony had walked through it, he closed the portal again and he walked over to the couch still carrying Harry and he sat down, holding the child.
"I'm home, Jarv!" Tony announced happily.
"Welcome home, sir. I have alerted everyone in the tower of your arrival," a voice said. Harry looked up and looked around.
"Don't worry about it, Harry, it's the same voice that was in the car. It's an AI. He won't hurt you," Loki explained.
"So it's like a ghost...but a helpful one?" Harry questioned.
"Yes," Loki said with a nod.
"Oh, okay" Harry muttered before hiding his face again and clinging to Loki.
"Okay, Jarv! Let's get to work. On the StarkPad, I need clothing stores, bookstores, and home apparel stores brought up. Have you gotten to work on Harebare's room at all?" Tony questioned.
"The painters have just left, sir, he is in the penthouse on the other side of the floor in the spare bedroom," Jarvis explained.
"Good, show me." Jarvis brought up images on a tv. "Good, good, I'm glad they switched it up with black and gold trim. Make sure to send them a tip, Jarv. Now black and gold... we will have to do high-end stuff with that... so black frame for the bed, hmmm queen mattress? Black sheets, gold blanket, gold and black pillows, gold being the bigger of the two, black wood bookshelves... Show me what you have so far, Jarv," Tony asked. Jarvis incorporated what he had in the shopping list into the image on the tv. "Good, good, black and gold curtains. We will have to get his owl a perch... Make it a golden colored wood. She will need to see it. Also, order some owl treats. We will not be killing off an owl by giving her cooked bacon." Seeing the room as it was updated made Tony nod. "I think this is fine. Harebare? Your opinion?"
Harry looked up at the screen and gulped. "That's all mine?" Harry asked weakly.
"Yep, does it look okay?" Tony asked. "Did you want anything else in there?" Tony asked curiously.
Harry felt overwhelmed. He didn't deserve that room. But before he could speak up, Loki did. "More bookshelves. You two bought a lot of books."
"Right, forgot about that for a moment. Jarv, add another… hmmm Three...no four bookshelves," Tony said with a nod. "How does that look now?"
"Harry?" Loki asked curiously.
"Too much," Harry whimpered out, not being able to look at the room.
"It's not, trust me," Loki said with a soft smile.
"It...It looks nice," Harry managed out as he looked at it.
"Good, it's your room after all," Tony said with a nod. "Think you'll be able to sleep in there?" he asked curiously.
"Yes," Harry managed out softly.
Tony nodded his head with a smile. "Express ship it and have movers put everything in, Jarv," Tony said before walking over and sitting down next to Harry. "Clothes shopping?" Loki put Harry between the both of them and Harry nodded. "I...I don't know my size, though."
"Loks?" Tony questioned.
Loki quickly scanned Harry and smiled. "He's on the petite side of clothing, a small in adults. I would say an extra small shirt and a 28 size in pants."
"Shesh, you could be a model, kid," Tony said lightly.
"N-No thanks," Harry said nervously.
"Alright, are you objecting to jeans?" Tony asked curiously.
"Prefer them, actually," Harry said with a soft smile.
"Great!" Tony added twenty pairs to the cart. Harry gulped nervously. Oh dear, this was going to be...something. "Shirts?"
"Don't care as long as they fit," Harry admitted.
"Alright, let's see... Keebler's all robots... Spider boy is all science puns. Let’s make yours... hmm...Ah music based," Tony said with a smirk as he added twenty shirts with music lyrics, band-based and album covers into the cart. "Let's also add some magic-based outfits." he said as he added shirts with dragons and other mythical creatures, along with shirts that had magic or mentioned magic on them. "Underwear, socks, hmmm some shoes...Anything you recommend, Loks?" Tony asked curiously.
"Hmm well, your father and his friends used to pray and make sacrifices to me when they were young. I don't know them fully but I do know a bit." Harry looked at Loki with mixed emotions. "His father gave me a leather jacket. So maybe get him one. What was it that he used to turn into...Oh, a Deer, have a deer on the back of it," he told Tony, who told Jarvis to have it ordered. Loki looked at Harry. "Ask me, child, what is on your mind?"
"Why didn't you help my father out?" Harry asked weakly.
"I was...I was being controlled when that happened. It was thanks to Tony and his friends that I managed to snap out of it," Loki explained.
"Oh, is he-" A Portal appeared and lightning-fast, Tony was in full armor, pointing his hands at the portal.
"Whoah whoah whoah, it's good, mate," the shorter than average male said quickly.
Loki smiled as he took in those blue eyes that almost looked blind, framed by dark brown hair. Loki got up and walked over to the male and placed his hand on the warmer colored but still pale skin. "Hello, my little snake," Loki said with a smile.
"Papa," the male said as he leaned his head into the hand.
"I'm glad that you are doing well, we need to stop calling upon each other when we are in danger and actually have just a family dinner," Loki said tiredly.
"Says the person who is always in danger because of Uncle Thor," another figure said as they walked out. Harry looked over and examined the male. He had grey eyes, framed by ashy-blond hair. His skin was pale, and the male clearly had a swimmer's build.
"My own sons are ganging up on me," Loki said, shaking his head disappointedly.
"It's not like that," the first male whined.
"Uhhh Loks? Not that I mind party guests but mind introducing them to me and Harebare?" Tony asked curiously.
"Right, my apologies. Harry, Tony, these are two of my sons. This is Sleipnir, my eldest. Then this is my third oldest, Jormungandr. Boys, this is Anthony Edward Stark, and this is his son, Harry James Potter," Loki introduced.
"Right then. Five, four, three, two…" Sleipnir fell to the floor in a dead faint.
"Is he okay?" Harry asked quickly.
"He's fine," Jor said as he bent down and easily picked up his brother and carried him to the couch. "The stupid horse tends to faint whenever there is more than one source of knowledge in the room. Tony Stark, the inventor, and then there is you, Harry Potter. He'll wake up in ten minutes, be embarrassed that he fainted for another five, and then start asking questions for another thirty before he gets overwhelmed again and asks dad to go running with him."
"Will not, stupid snake," Sleipnir grumbled as he rubbed the back of his head where he had hit.
"So, Dad, why am I here today?" Jor asked, looking at his father.
"Harry needs healing. We would also like to pick both of your brains on a matter if you can hold off on that for a moment," Loki said calmly.
"Sure, what's up?" both males asked looking at them.
"What would happen to me exactly if Loki blood adopts me?" Harry asked softly.
"I'd need to do an extensive scan, are you alright with that?" Jor asked, looking at Harry.
Harry bit his lip before speaking. "Go ahead."
Jor waved his hand and Harry was surrounded in golden light before disappearing and a scroll appeared. "You want exactly what would happen?" Jor asked as he looked at the scan.
"Yes," Harry said firmly.
"If we did it before the purge that you need, you'd die regardless of Hela's protection," Jor said seriously.
"After the purge?" Harry prompted.
Jor walked over and sat on the coffee table to look straight at Harry. He sighed softly as he looked at a worried Harry. "We wouldn't be able to do it for a couple of weeks. All of the problems with you cannot be healed in one go. That being said, if everything turns out good, I don't see a problem going through with it. But it won't be without side effects. The wizard's blood adoption and Asgard's blood adoption are two separate things completely."
Harry tilted his head. "How so?"
"Wizard’s blood adoption just changes your appearance a little and a little bit of your magical signature. Asgard's blood adoption changes you completely; You won't have two parents...you'd have three. Your whole being is re-written, your magical power would be tripled, you would gain abilities...you'd probably get what Wizards call a creature inheritance," Jor explained softly.
"Is there a way to find out what I would be?" Harry asked curiously.
"Yes, I would need some of your blood, though," Jor said calmly. Harry offered his arm quickly. Jor smiled softly before he tapped his finger twice on Harry's wrist, pulling away a blob of blood. "Dad." Jor did the same to Loki, only pulled out a smaller amount. Once the two blobs of blood merged and there was a flash of light, Jor pushed that blood into parchment with runes on it. Once the runes turned the exact color of the blood, it faded to black. "Alright, let's see what you will be," Jor said as he grabbed the parchment.
"What does it say?" Loki asked curiously.
"Oh," Jor said pleasantly surprised. "He has a good percentage of creature blood in him already... but the highest percent appearing when blood adopted by you, father, is Dakkalfar," Jor said with a pleasing smile.
"A whatta-what?" Tony asked, confused.
"It's a type of elf. You traditionally have light and dark elves. But there is more to it than that. Light and dark elves are two different types of Alfheimr, the only difference between the two is the color eyes they have. What Harry will be is a Dakkalfar. The difference between Alfheimr and Dakkalfar is that Dakkalfar are reliant on mates and are naturally submissive. I suspect that...Yep, he gets that elf blood from your family line, Mr. Stark. "
"What does that mean?!" Tony asked worriedly.
Jor looked at the scan and he nodded. "Your side of the family has a curse on it. 100 generations without magic. Looks like Harry here is the first generation after that 100 years. That curse also seemed to have blocked your inheritances," Jor said calmly.
"Okay...Okay," Tony sat down next to Harry. Harry hesitantly placed a hand on Tony's back and rubbed it.
"That just means they can't stop you from learning all this stuff, Dad," Harry said softly.
Tony looked up at Harry, surprised, before smiling weakly. "Yeah." He pulled Harry close and Harry blushed.
"Okay so I should probably explain what that means for you, Harry," Jor said as he looked at the boy. Harry nodded, wanting any and all information the male would give him. "Okay so Dakkalfar are rare. They typically have dark-colored hair and jewel-colored eyes."
"So basically what I look like now," Harry said with a blush.
"Basically," Jor chuckled, "though your eyes will brighten a bit and your hair will become a darker black...more like staring into a black void," Jor explained. He saw Harry paying rapid attention which made him smile. "As I said earlier, Dakkalfar are known to be submissives. Just observing you and how you are, I can tell you are kind of in that mindset already, which is fine. You don't need to have a mask on with us, you can be yourself. No one will force you back there, Harry." This seemed to help out Harry some as he relaxed more as he pulled his knees close. He looked tired and worn out. Jor knew he had to speed this up but there was so much information Harry needed. "How about this, Harry, I'll explain it in greater detail later on, alright, let's just focus on your questions." Jor watched as Harry nodded. "Alright, you'll turn into a Dakkalfar, it seems you'll get the ability to manipulate your form but not from father, you get the ability from your godfather but Father's blood kicks it into working order... Wait... Can you understand this little one?" Jor hissed out the last bit.
"Yes?... Oh, wait, we are speaking parsel aren't we?" Harry started up but then realized what he was doing with a wince.
Jor laughed excitedly. "I'm glad you can speak parseltongue. Father's blood will make that all speak. You'll be able to talk to everything," Jor explained. "You'll get natural healing, your body won't be able to use a wand anymore, we can make that look like it's because you're a Dakkalfar. Due to your activated Dakkalfar blood, you'll also get mage sight. You'll be able to see the magic in the air. Don't worry, I can teach you how to turn that off," Jor said with a soft smile.
"So...So nothing bad will happen?" Harry questioned.
"Nothing bad, no. I do recommend that we give you something to make you sleep through the blood adoption and the creature inheritance, though. You'll be extra sore when you wake up," Jor explained.
"Okay..." Harry said calmly. "Okay. I will do it," Harry said with a nod.
Loki smiled and he walked over and kissed Harry's head. "Alright, Jor, why not go start healing Harry, I have some people I have to verbally scold."
"Do you want me to come, too, Harebare?" Tony asked, looking at Harry.
Harry thought for a moment before speaking. "Will Jarvis be around? Can he see where we will be?" Harry asked.
"I have cameras throughout the entire building, young sir," Jarvis's voice came through the speakers.
"I'm sure Jarvis can keep an eye on me...to make sure I'm alright," Harry said nervously.
"Alright, Jarvis will lead you to the master bedroom. You can do it there, Harebare's room is still getting set up." Watching Harry and Jor follow Jarvis's lights, Tony sunk into the couch with a groan.
Once Loki was sure they were gone, he waved his hand in the air making two mirrors appear. "Pick up you little shits!" Sleipnir snickered as he sat there watching his father.
One of them picked up. "Uhh Dad, right now is not the perf-"
Loki cut them off. "It is bloody well the perfect time to do this, Vali, Tom Marvolo Riddle!" Loki bit out.
"Shit," Vali whispered.
"SHIT, THAT'S ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY TO ME, YOU BRAT! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!" Loki ranted out.
"Nav, take over for me," Vali said, hurrying out of the room. "Dad, please listen!" Vali said as he hurried off to the headmaster's office.
"No! You listen to me, young man! We are going on an adventure, just me, you, your twin, and Jor. We are going to Britain to make sure that dark twisted thing you have come to bring forth from your family is really dead. Understand me!" Loki said glaring at the mirror.
"Yes Father, can..." Vali paused and looked down, "do you think we could search for someone?"
"If you are talking about Harry James Potter then don't bother," Loki said sternly.
"But Dad!" Vali said, looking at the mirror.
"I said don't bother! I've already found the boy...I'm blood adopting him...after Jor purges him," Loki explained.
The image changed from the black-haired male against the wall to the male sliding down and his green eyes looked straight at Loki. "You found him... you're adopting him..."
Loki sighed. "I'm not a monster, Vali. I may be pissed that one of your offspring is giving us a bad name but I would never take it out on you. We both know a family often gives out a couple of bad apples," Loki said with a roll of his eyes.
"How is he? Tom...Tom murdered his family," Vali said weakly.
"Harry's fine...and I don't think Tommy did anything," Loki said calmly.
"What?" Vali asked, confused.
"I don't think James Potter is dead, Vali," Tony said as he looked at his tanned son with his dark freckles.
"Call Hela, she has control over the souls... Dad, please!" Vali asked.
Loki waved his hand to show the other portal shaking in the air. "I am trying."
"Father?" Loki looked at the portal to see a taller than average woman, though she was clearly shorter than an average Jotun. Her green eyes pierced through her inky-black hair and greyish pale skin. She was clearly fit but on the edge of too thin. His lovely daughter was half dead, half alive. Her lovely alive side was a Light Greyish pale while her half dead side was a darker grey.
"Hela, how is work?" Loki asked curiously.
"Boring, the reapers are mostly self-sustaining now. What did you call about, Father? You normally call to make sure none of my siblings have died," she said, looking at her father with a knowing look.
"I need to check on a soul, actually," Loki said casually. "And to ask what you have planned for another two or three."
"Which souls do you need clarification on, Father?" Hela asked curiously.
"James Fleamont Potter?" Loki asked curiously.
"Hmmm still alive, won't be for much longer if things keep going as they are...We give him until December. Next soul?" Hela asked, looking at her father. Loki knew she couldn't tell where they are, just that they were alive and how close they were to death.
"Tom Marvolo Riddle?" Loki asked curiously.
"The fool split his soul into 8 parts. His main soul, a diary, a locket, a ring, a tiara, a snake, a goblet, and a boy. I have the diary's piece...Jor just sent the boy's piece to me before you called. Once I get all the pieces, I plan on feeding them to Fenris," Hela said as she pet the giant black wolf behind her.
"I see Fenrir's gift is serving you well," Loki said with a smile.
"Yes well she isn't as big as Fen but she is doing her job well. What other soul did you need clarification on Father?" Hela asked curiously.
"Albus Dumbledore?" Loki asked curiously.
"I shall have fun with his soul, Papa," she said with a giggle. Loki knew that Dumbledore has truly fucked up.
"What has he done, my little wisteria?" Loki asked with a smirk.
"He killed his own sister, plotted to take over the world. Papa he has hurt so many," Hela said as the live side of her let tears fall.
"Last one, my little flower," Loki promised. "Harry James Potter."
Hela instantly perked up. "Don't you adore him, Daddy!" Loki knew his daughter would have to lay down with all these displays of emotion. "He's avoided my reapers all by himself. Thirty-seven times! Thirty-seven times my reapers have been alerted to his near demise but he has avoided all of them!" she cooed. "I gave him my seal. I know he isn't family, Daddy, but-"
Loki chuckled, cutting Hela off. "No it's fine, Hela, it helps actually. I've decided to blood adopt him so he will become your little brother."
Hela gasped as she looked into the mirror. "He will?!" She was clearly excited. "I'll have to update his seal. Daddy, how is my little challenger?! Is he having fun with you?" she asked curiously.
"I am not sure yet, flower, we just rescued him from his... captors," Loki said, knowing they weren't even family.
"I have to go, Daddy, it was lovely talking with you again," Hela said with a soft smile.
"Goodbye, my little wisteria." Loki hung up that portal and looked at Vali. "James Potter isn't dead."
"Loks." Loki looked back to Tony who seemed to be back out of his shock. "Would you care for a triad?"
"Hmmm, two submissive men on my arms... Sounds chaotically fun," Loki said with a smirk.
"How do we get Jamie back then?" Tony said seriously.