Welcome! I have not written anything in so long, it feels wonderful to be doing so again. Just a FYI, this story will not be updated as frequently as I would have liked, I work and go to school full time, plus have a (somewhat) social life. While it may take a while to post, receiving feedback will get me to post faster, and I will be completing this work. This story has been in my head for over a year now. I wrote this chapter multiple months back but have been waiting to post it until I knew completely where this story would be going. While I have not finished the outline, I have a clear path.

Just as a disclaimer, there will be no Harry Potter characters in this, only last names and places that are from the Harry Potter universe. I know Thor and Loki's last names are supposed to be Odinson and Laufeyson, but as both Odin and Laufey are important characters in this story, I instead changed it to Borson, after Odin's father, since he is not in this. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy.

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An eleven-year old Loki watched as the strange girl in front of him wiggled anxiously. She seemed to be barely able to control her excitement as she waited in line for the sorting hat. With her braces, large framed, square glasses, and blond, curly hair pulled into pig tails on both sides of her head, it was obvious that she was not from wizarding family. Most of the kids around them were just as excited, but it was mostly constant chittering to the others around them.

As the first child walked up to the podium where a stool and hat sat, the girl could not hold back her joy any longer, turning around to face Loki, who was behind her, with a smile spreading from ear to ear. Loki was a bit taken aback when she twirled towards him, with some annoyance flashing over his face. The girl immediately started talking, as if they were old friends.

"Isn't this so exciting? I've never been to a such an elegant school before, let alone one that teaches magic!Which house do you think you'll be in? I've been reading all about them! I'm really hoping to be in Gryffindor!" she rambled, whispering to him. Before Loki could get a word in, opening his mouth, the girl cut him off.

"Oh! Also, I'm Rose Bennet. I'm sorry, I didn't even introduce myself before I started to randomly talk to you." He gave her an annoyed look, pausing to make sure she did not cut him off again before finally speaking just as the hat yelled out a 'Hufflepuff!' for a girl with bright red hair. His manner took on a more refined façade, smirking.

"My name is Loki Borson, and before you say anything, yes, my father is Minister for Magic," Loki said, but the smirk faded when noticing Rose's confused look. "You know, Odin Borson." Loki huffed slightly when Rose's facial features did not change. Rose, understanding she was irritating her peer with her ignorance, quickly stumbled out a reply.

"I'm sorry, I'm what you all call a muddle, no, muggle! A muggle-born," she explains, throwing her hands up in defense. Loki gave her a bored look.

"Well, Minister for Magic is the Wizarding World's Minister, similar to the one muggles and you follow," Loki explained. "And to answer your earlier question, I am going to assume I'll be put in house Ravenclaw, like my mother. However, my father was in Gryffindor, like my older brother is in now." He turned to point at the Gryffindor table, where a boy with wavy blond hair stood, having an arm wrestling match with another student. Rose could not stop staring at the boy, the more she looked at him, the more she liked. He was gorgeous, with getting on her tip toes to get a better look at him. Only an ahem from Loki next to her got her attention back to their conversation.

"Wow, I hope I'm in Gryffindor even more now," Rose muttered, mostly to herself. Loki could only roll his eyes, knowing his older brother had this effect on girls. Sometimes boys too, since whenever Loki brought a friend over, they would end up liking Thor more.

"Anyway, like I said before, I would love to be in Gryffindor, but Hufflepuff sounds good too," Rose stated, finally turning her whole attention back on Loki. Loki scuffed.

"Please, Slytherin would be better than Hufflepuff," he said. Rose gaped at him, then shook her head.

"From what everyone here is saying, only evil people go into Slytherin. Hufflepuff is at least a nice house," Rose shot back, confused on why anyone would want to be in a house that involved snakes. Loki opened his mouth but paused. His father was always going on and on about how proud he was that Thor was in Gryffindor. The only time the other houses were even mentioned were when he was talking about his mother being in Ravenclaw and how Slytherin's were not to be trusted.

But, from the books Loki had read about Hogwarts, Slytherins were more than just bad people. They were cunning, resourceful, and ambitious, all good traits if anyone asked him. Before Loki could think of a reply, Rose was called to the sorting hat. She waved goodbye and practically ran up to the stool in her delight. Loki saw as the hat was plopped on top of her head, staying there for a few seconds before screaming out "Gryffindor!"Rose let a little squeal, hoping off the stool. And then it was his turn.

"Loki Borson!" yelled the professor, with his brother and brother's friends yelling out obnoxious shouts of encouragement. Loki took a deep breath and walked up the podium. The hat was placed on to his head and instantly Loki felt uncomfortable.

'Well, well,' the hat said in his head. 'There sure is a lot here. Such intelligence, with a love for learning. Ravenclaw would be a good fit.' Loki let out a small sigh he was not aware he was holding.

'However, with that love comes another yearning. A yearning for power and respect from your peers and others higher than yourself. You could do great things in Slytherin. Hmm. Which would you prefer?' the hat asked him.

Loki was confused, he was not aware of the hat letting people decide the fate of their houses. He knew he should have told the sorting hat that Ravenclaw was where he wanted to be, but he could not bring himself to do that. Despite all the rumors and hate he heard from others, he wanted to be put in the house where he would thrive. Not somewhere he was told to be.

'I heard all that, you know. Well, that certainly helped with my decision. I believe you belong in…'

"Slytherin!"

As Loki walked off the stage, heading towards the Slytherin's table that was cheering, he saw out of the corner of his eye his brother still cheering, though there was hesitation and confusion on his brother's face. Loki suspected Thor was not expecting his younger brother to be in Slytherin. Then, as he was watching his brother, Rose walked up to Thor, her face blushing as she tried to strike up a conversation with him. Loki just rolled his eyes once again and walked towards his house's table.

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Rose had not thought of her first day at Hogwarts in a long time. She was now in her fifth year, with the braces removed and her hair down past her shoulders. She still had her large glasses and smile, and though her body had matured into a young lady, the sweets she treated herself to constantly was evidently seen by her pudgy body shape.

The reason for her sudden flash back to her sorting day was the annoying Slytherin that sat behind her, that kept bothering her and her partner in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Her partner, Jane Foster, another Gryffindor, kept being bombarded with jinxes and hexes. The one that finally got Rose's full attention was the red light that flashed, and Jane started sprouting horns from the Anteoculalia spell. Jane let out a gasp when she felt the top of her head. She swirled around, pointing her wand at Loki's face, her own furious.

Professor Yaxley, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, stepped in, lowering Jane's wand with his own, glaring dangers at the Gryffindor.

"What do you think you're doing, Miss Foster?" the Professor inquired.

Loki was smirking slightly and leaning back in his chair, acting as if he had done nothing wrong. Rose thought this would be a good time to cut in for her classmate. She cleared her throat.

"Professor, Loki's been throwing spells at Jane for almost the whole class," Rose said, giving Loki a glare. Loki just turned his smug look towards Rose, lifting his eyebrow.

"While Miss Foster's horns may be from a questionable source," Professor Yaxley stated, taping his wand on to the antlers. "That is no excuse to just wave her wand around like a mad woman. This is a classroom, not a dueling stage. Ten points from Gryffindor." As Professor Yaxley was walking away, Rose could see Jane fuming. Rose quietly cast the anti-hex spell to resend the antlers, trying to her desk partner.

As Professor Yaxley continued his lesson on Vampire Bats, Jane had covered her face in her hands, looking like she might have been crying. Rose patted her on the shoulder kindly, not wanting to cross any boundaries since she did not know Jane that well besides as a classmate.

"It's okay, Professor Yaxley is the head of the Slytherin house this year. He's just showing favoritism," Rose whispered to her, trying not to get the attention back on the two. Jane looked up sadly, shaking her head.

"That's not why I'm upset. I know Loki's being mean because I just broke up with Thor," Jane muttered. "It's not that I really wanted to, but there have been so many rumors going on about how I'm only dating him because he's the Minister's son."

"I was ignoring them at first, but then the rumors started going on about how he's only dating me because my mother is from a well-known pureblood family. Since his family is from Norway, he's trying to get some roots into the British wizarding families through me." Jane started whimpering again, almost in tears. At this point, she was rambling and mostly just talking to herself.

"I confronted him about it. He said that his parents did like that he was dating someone from a pureblood family, but he wasn't sure what this had to do with anything. I was so upset that I just started yelling at him," Jane said, glaring at her book in front of her. "He then started saying there was a lot of reasons why he was dating me, like how pretty I was. The nerve! I started yelling more, saying he was only dating me because of my heritage and my looks. I had to break up with him after that." Jane whipped her face, trying to hide her tears. Rose kept awkwardly rubbing her back, trying to make her feel better. It was then that the bell rang, signaling that the class was over. Jane got up and rushed out of the room before Rose could say a word.

Once Rose had packed up her things, she saw Loki leaving with some of his Slytherin friends. She ran after him, pulling him back by his elbow to get his attention.

"Why were you so mean to Jane in there? She didn't deserve that you know," Rose stated, crossing her arms at him. Loki gave her a nonchalant look, signaling to his friends to go on without him.

"What I do is none of your business," Loki said. "Also, who even are you?" Rose gaped at him.

"Don't act like we've never met, Loki. For one, we met at the hat sorting event, and then we are in the same grade and same Defense Against the Dark Arts class. And, most importantly, we are both prefects for our houses. We have done hallway rounds together even!" Rose fumed. Loki tapped his chin, acting as if he was in deep thought, which only made Rose angrier. Just as Loki opened his mouth to reply, Rose cut him off.

"Whatever, I don't care if you don't remember me or not. But you are a prefect, you should act like one, especially in front of your peers," Rose said, putting her hands on her hips.

"Oh, I remember you now. You're the girl that kept interrupting me during the sorting ceremony," Loki said with a bored look.

"That is so ru-"

"Anyway, I was just defending my brother since Jane broke his little heart," Loki continued, giving her a sly smile. "I thought you'd be happy? I vaguely remember you having an interest in him back then. You never know, maybe you'll get to date him next." Rose went a bright shade of red.

"That is not tru-!"

"Brother!" Loki's smirk dropped when a large hand patted him on the back, with the two turning to see Thor. Rose went a darker shade of red when she stared at the large, muscular man. Rose had had a rather huge crush on him, like Loki said. But, damn it, was it embarrassing. Rose knew she had no chance with him, so she just stayed in the background, ogling him from a distance. Thankfully, at this moment, Thor's full attention was on Loki.

"I heard you were bothering Jane today," Thor said, smiling as his grip on his brother tightened into something painful. "Leave her be, brother. You also lost ten points for my house, you know." Loki glared up at him, opening his mouth for a retort but was cut off, once more.

"And who is this?" Thor asked, turning his head to look at Rose. Rose bristled anxiously, but quickly realized that Thor did not know who she was either. Then a look of reconnection passed over his face.

"Oh! I'm sorry, you're Rose, aren't you? Friend's with the girl Loki has been dating?" Rose gave Thor a look that said, 'that's how you know me?' and then she realized what he said. Rose looked at Loki, alarmed, with Loki glaring at his brother harder.

"You're dating Arabella?!" Rose gasped. Loki knocked off Thor's hand.

"That is none of your concern," Loki said, stalking away.

"Don't mind him, he's so secretive," Thor said, waving. Rose was more concerned that her best friend had not told her anything about this. When Rose came out of her thoughts, she looked up to see Thor staring at her. She could feel her face blushing under his gaze.

"You are muggle-born, aren't you, Rose?" Thor asked, scratching his chin.

"Uh, yes, why?" Rose asked, confused.

"No reason. Would you like to go on a date with me when we all go to Hogsmeade tomorrow?" Thor asked, smiling. Rose's breath caught in her throat.

"Wha- Really?" Rose asked. "Of course, I would love to." Rose was surprised she could get the words out clearly. As Thor and she made plans, Rose could barely hold back her excitement.

''''

Rose sighed, laying on to the stone seats in the dark courtyard. Arabella sat down next to her, patting her shoulder sympathetically. It has been a week since Thor asked her out. The date at Hogsmeade had been nice, but it just felt like two friends hanging out, to be honest. Rose could have just brushed it off, enjoying her time with her long-time crush, but then they had two other 'dates' since them. They haven't even held hands. Rose explained this all to her best friend and then sighed louder, rubbing her face into her hands.

"I don't think he likes me that much," Rose said finally.

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm sure he's just one of those guys that go slow," Arabella explained. Rose put her hands down and sat up, not really wanting to talk about this anymore. She hadn't seen her friend in a little while, with them both being busy. Winter break was coming up and Arabella was supposed to go home for the break, planning all these trips with her rich family. Rose had decided to stay at Hogwarts instead of facing her family during the Holidays. Though, Thor had invited Rose to his parents' place during the Holiday, Rose suspected it was only because he felt bad that she was staying over the break. Which reminded Rose, she had not confronted her friend about what Thor had told her a week ago.

"Enough about me. Someone told me you were snogging the other Borson sibling. When did this happen?" Rose asked, raising an eyebrow and crossing her arms. Arabella smiled slightly and batted her long eye lashes in an innocent manner. When Rose stayed silent and only stared at her friend harder, Arabella dropped the act.

"Okay, fine, you caught me. It's nothing serious, and I didn't want to scare Loki away if other people knew about us. Though, he did invite me to his parents' place during the Holidays!" Arabella squealed happily. Rose lowered her arms and smiled slightly, not having the heart to be upset with her friend when she saw how happy she was.

"Well, whatever you want to call him, he's a bit of a prick. He made Jane cry last week," Rose said, shaking her head. Arabella just shrugged.

"I don't know why you care, Jane was your competition," Arabella teased. Before Rose could give a resort, she looked at her watched and realized what time it was.

"Speaking of Loki, I'll be roaming the halls with him soon. I should probably go, and you should get back to your house dorm, it's passed curfew," Rose said, getting up. Arabella huffed slightly.

"I still cannot believe I did not make prefect this year! I deserved it more than that Darcy Lewis!" Arabella complained, crossing her arms. Rose just waved her hands in a nonchalant manner.

"There is still time to become Head Girl during our seventh year, no worries," Rose said, trying to give her friend an encouraging smile. Arabella just sighed and got off the stone sitting area as well.

"That's if we make it to our seventh year. Did you hear about all those attacks in Norway? People are saying that dark wizard is heading this way," Arabella pointed out as they walked back into the castle. Rose waved her hands, trying to brush it off, but some anxiety still ran through her veins.

"He sounds crazy, killing muggles for no reason and hoarding magical creatures? They'll catch him long before he gets here," Rose said, attempting to sound convincing. Arabella shrugged.

"I'm just saying, he sounds freaky. I hear he's ten feet tall and as ugly as an ogre. Kind of like that Darcy girl. You know, since she stole my prefect spot," Arabella giggled, earning herself a friendly shove from Rose.

"You're so mean, stop it," Rose laughed slightly. They two girls continued laughing and chatting, their minds already forgetting about the terror that was closing in on the country.

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While Rose had only roamed the corridors with Loki once, it still stung she had to formally introduce herself last week. It was not as if they were friends, or even hung out in the same social circle, but they were at least acquaintances. And now her best friend was dating this obnoxious man. All this was the reason Rose kept a good pace ahead of him while they surveyed the area.

Loki did not seem to mind the distance; he was not thrilled to be with his brother's date after their conversation a week ago. He had only been joking when he said that she had a chance with Thor, and then she somehow did just that. He never thought himself close with Thor, but he did think his brother deserved better than an annoying, talkative muggle-born. Everyone that saw the two together knew Thor was only dating her to show Jane how wrong her words were. If anything, Loki was surprised Rose did not see just this since he did consider her at least somewhat intelligent.

While Rose stalked ahead, Loki looked around at the doors as they passed, trying to pass the time by distracting himself. It was this that had him notice a pale, blue glow coming from one of the doors. Loki stopped, examining the door with interest and then seeing if it was open. With a slight push, he was in. Walking in slowly, he saw what was casting the light.

On a podium stood a glowing chest, it was half a foot tall and had strange markings carved into the blue glass that surrounded it. The only parts that did not emit light were the wood that traced around the edges of it. As Loki walked up to it, he could feel a force pulling him towards it, like no magic he had ever felt before.

Loki's senses told him to stay away, do not go towards this thing that was calling him. But, the power was too strong. Loki placed his hand on top of the chest and felt an instant cooling. It was not unpleasant, quite the opposite. It made him feel wonderful, like a constant shiver going through him, making him feel invincible.

While his right hand touched the casket, he lifted his left and noticed it was glowing the same shade of blue. His skin also had the same markings.

"What the hell…?" he mumbled. That was when he heard a gasped behind him.

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Rose had been trying her hardest to ignore Loki, but then she stopped hearing his foot steps behind her. She turned around to snap at him to hurry along but noticed he was not there. She walked back some, looking around for him, calling his name softly. It was then she noticed a door ajar, with a glow that seemed to get brighter by the minute coming from it.

Knowing this must be where Loki went and wondering what he was up to, Rose walked in and immediately saw Loki with his back to her. When she walked inside, a chill ran down her spine, making her cross her arms for warmth. Whatever was causing the light must have been what he was looking at but from the angle Rose was standing, it looked as if he was giving off a radiance of light as well. But then, he turned and raised his arm. Rose's eyes went wide when she saw that his left arm was blue and was in fact glowing.

Rose gasped, which caused Loki to turn his face towards her. Rose covered her mouth with her hands and took a step back when she saw his face. His eyes were red and his face, which was blue like his arm, had markings all along it. What was he? Was this a curse? She had never heard of one that did this.

Seeing the fear and confusion in her eyes, Loki's hand practically jumped off the chest. He turned his attention back to his hands, which were fading back to a pale skin color and the feeling of power leaving with it. He heard Rose approach and looked up. Rose went over to the casket, touching it herself, only to pull her hand back quickly as if it burned her. She looked back at him with concern and extended her hand for him to take it out of comfort. Loki backed up slightly, giving her an irritated look.

"Are you okay? What was-"

"I don't know. We should leave before someone finds us in here," Loki cut in, walking away from her out reached hand and towards the door. Rose dropped her hand and shot the chest a quick glance before following her fellow prefect out of this mysterious room.