A/N: This is my version Vikings and the Harry Potter crossover. I do not own any book/movie/tv show and will not make any money from this.

This story is my first fanfiction. I am not a professional writer and would never claim to be. I am doing this for my enjoyment and hope to bring some joy to others, if possible!

I'm changing up the timeline a little bit from the tv show. All these characters will be OOC. As I am making them mine!

Thank you all for the Reviews. I'm so happy that you all are liking it so far! I'm sorry for the long wait. I have plenty of reasons why, but I'm sure none of you want to hear them! So please enjoy!

In the early morning of the following day, Hermione stood in the clearing that she was being trained her in for the last few days. She was holding her beaded bag in her hands. She looked around, smiling at those surrounding her before she pulled out her tent, putting it on the semi-frozen ground, then using her magic to make the tent put itself together. Gilda and Bjorn rushed into the tent with gasps of surprise. Ragnar, Lagertha, and Athelstan quickly followed the children with Floki and Helga, not far behind. Rollo and Hermione were left standing outside of the small tent.

Rollo hesitated for a moment before he pulled Hermione to his chest. He held her for a moment, slowly breathing in her scent. Hermione had become more comfortable with all of the Vikings since they had shown up at Floki's small hut, but Hermione knew she was undeniably more relaxed with Rollo than any of the others. He, much to her surprise, made her feel safe. Hermione knew she was in trouble. She could not bring herself to push Rollo away. She didn't know how to comprehend her fast-growing feelings. She felt like a hypocrite. She was only here at this place, in this time, because she got into a fight with Harry about his relationship moving too fast. She had only known this man for a short amount of time, and she felt more for Rollo than she ever felt about a man before!

Rollo let out a deep breath before speaking. "The Gods have blessed me by bringing you into my life, Hermione."

Hermione smiled up at the man holding her; though, she didn't know how to respond, making her suddenly feel awkward in his embrace. "We should go inside with the others."

Hermione stepped out of his arms before he could reply. Hermione grabbed Rollo's hand, dragging him into the small looking tent. When they walked in, Lagertha was in the kitchen with Gyda and Bjorn turning the sink on and off. Hermione watched them playing with the water for a moment with a smile on her face. The children and their mother were utterly amazed. Hermione knew they had never seen running water that wasn't from a stream or waterfall. Hermione could see Ragnar in one of the bedrooms with Athelstan. Ragnar had pulled the Egyptian Cotton sheet off the bed, rubbing it against his face. Floki had the coffee table flipped over in the small living room, inspecting the woodwork. Helga was lounging on the love seat behind Floki, giving him a soft smile.

Hermione let go of Rollo's hand as Gyda came running up to them, talking excitedly about the water coming from the faucet. Hermione gave the girl a small smile. "Just you wait! I have so much more to show you. You are all going to be amazed!"

Hermione moved into the kitchen. They all gathered around her as she opened the cupboard. The cupboard was magically expanded to be almost as big as the tent itself. Hermione had gone not long after the final battle and bought 15 years' worth of food for at least ten people, if not more. She never wanted to be as hungry as she was when they were on the run ever again. She had frozen and refrigerated foods, all types of fruits and vegetables. Hermione loved magic so much; it made everything so much easier! She enjoyed watching everyone's shocked faces. It seemed like everything that she did. They became so excited, their faces holding so much amazement for the simplest displays of magic. It reminded Hermione of when she was 11 years old with Professor McGonagall introducing her into the world of magic. Hermione stepped into the cupboard, going over to the sweets. She grabbed a bar of Honeydukes chocolate, breaking bits off, handing a piece to each person. "This is one of my favorite sweets."

Lagertha was the first to put the chocolate in her mouth; she moaned, not expecting such an explosion of flavors. Immediately seeing Lagertha's reaction, everyone started popping the chocolate in their mouths, letting out small noises. The only one who was hesitant was Athelstan. Athelstan had grown to enjoy Hermione's stories, but he was still very uncertain of her as he had always heard awful stories of witches and as those accused of witchcraft were sentenced to death. He took a small bite before quickly popping the rest of the sweet into his mouth, still hesitant, but the taste was better than anything he had eaten before. Hermione beamed at them all, "This sweet is called chocolate. It comes from a magical candy store in the future, called Honeydukes."

Floki started to grab some more of the chocolate bars putting a few in his pockets. Hermione wanted to show them more, but she knew it was time to get down to business. She steered them out of the cupboard, warding the door when they had all walked out. Hermione had a feeling if she let them, they would all have everything strung out, opening everything they could.

Hermione took a seat on the love-seat; Rollo quickly took the spot next to her. The children lowered themselves on to the floor in front of the couch where their parents and Athelstan sat. Floki threw himself down lazily on the chair before pulling Helga down on his lap. Hermione immediately started to explain to them about Apparition. She knew this would be a great way to get to Kattegat. Athelstan was openly skeptical of Hermione. The others seemed to hang on her words and look at her in wonder.

"Could you show us?" Gyda loved to see Hermione's displays of magic and was often the first one to ask her for a demonstration.

Hermione smiled at the Gyda. She had trouble telling the young girl, no. However, in this instance, Hermione was going to show the group of people in front of her, anyway. She did a quick turn, and with a small pop, she disappeared before their eyes. Bjorn walked over to where Hermione was once standing and waved his arms to make sure she wasn't invisible, trying to trick them. When his arms met with nothing, they all heard a soft chuckle behind them. To their mutual surprise, Hermione was there leaning against the wall waiting for the shock of seeing her disappear wear off.

Rollo jumped up quickly, walked over to Hermione, to pull her into his chest, embracing her. Rollo was beside himself, as soon as he saw her disappear, he just knew she had gone back to her time. Rollo didn't want to admit to himself before that moment that he was terrified that she would just disappear one day; that he would never see his Hermione again.

Hermione gave a small laugh into Rollo's chest. "I'm fine, Rollo. There is a very slim chance I will hurt myself by when I apparate. I've only splinch someone once, and there were three of us then, and another person had grabbed us mid-apparition."

Hermione pulled away from Rollo for the second time today. She looked around and saw all their confused faces. She sighed as she remembered that they had no clue what half of her explanation even meant; Hermione quickly walked back in front of them as she gave them the necessary information of Apparition. "Splinching means that a part of my person or another person was left behind. Which sucks, because re-growing any part of your body is an excruciating and tedious affair."

Hermione took a breath about to keep talking when Athelstan's voice broke her out of continuing her explanation. "R-r-regrow p-parts of your b-body?"

Hermione rubbed her temples, cursing herself for her slip up. "I'm sorry, I keep forgetting that to anyone without more knowledge of magic that most of this would sound improbable if not impossible."

Hermione looked up, shaking her head at the admiration she saw from the Vikings and the fear and apprehension she saw from Athelstan. "Can we please just forget I said anything for now so we can get back to making a plan for Floki and I to escape if need be?"

Ragnar nodded at Hermione, giving her a small smile before lifting himself off the couch to stand next to her. He did not give anyone a chance to ask her more questions about the brilliant things magic could do. "I know that Floki is too great of an asset to Earl Haraldson. The Earl will not get rid of the only man who can make him another boat to travel back to England." Almost everyone agreed with Ragnar, though Helga was hesitant she finally agreed as she knew Floki would do anything for Ragnar. Ragnar continued, "Hermione, you should change your clothes. Lagertha and Helga should be able to find you something suitable enough. You are an important part of our plan in days to come, so you need to blend in."

Hermione nodded, agreeing with Ragnar. As much as she didn't like it, she knew it was time to give up her jeans and t-shirts. Though those around her were accepting of her magic, there would be others who would not be as understanding. Hermione looked at Lagertha. She studied the loose dark blue dress with a red stripe down the middle and lighter blue sleeves. She then looked at Helga's tan dress with green designs down the middle; before waving her wand over her clothes. Hermione ended up with a light brown dress with dark blue sleeves with a simple white design displayed on the front of her dress, running from her breasts to her feet.

"It's beautiful!' Gyda exclaimed, 'Oh, would you please make me one?"

Hermione blushed before smiling at the overexcited girl. "Of course, after we get back. We need to be leaving; we have already delayed long enough."

Hermione looked to Floki; her foot started to tap as she waited for Helga to move from his lap so they could finally leave. She was ready to get this unfortunate series of events over. When Floki realized that Hermione was waiting on him, practically pushed Helga off his lap in excitement. He would be the first to experience Hermione's form of travel. He clapped his hands happily, letting out a giggle. Hermione smiled at his enthusiasm before turning to the others again.

"We will be back by nightfall, if not then at least before morning." She watched them all nod. Rollo stood behind the couch with his arms crossed. He looked unhappy, but he too nodded. Hermione knew she couldn't worry about him at the moment.

Hermione grabbed Floki's hand before she did a quick turn, popping out of the tent. When they landed, Floki immediately turned to Hermione, letting go of her hand. "Let's do it again!"

Hermione laughed. That was exactly how she expected Floki to react. He was an eccentric man, who Hermione knew from just a few days of being in his home loved the unexpected. "And we will, later today."

Hermione looked around at the hill she had brought Rollo too after he was tortured. Nothing had noticeably changed about the scenery in a short amount of time since she was last here, but she could feel a change. Hermione didn't know if it was because she was changing or if something else was going on. She secretly hoped it was the former. Hermione didn't want to have to deal with anything magical right now. Not while she was dealing with all the uncertainties of her life right now.

Floki nudged Hermoine's shoulder, bringing her back to the present. "Let's go challenge the Earl!" Floki clapped his hands with a grin on his face.

Floki quickly started skipping down the hill. He did not even try to wait for Hermione. She had to jog down the hill to keep up with him. As she followed him, she cast a charm on herself to keep her from being noticed unless someone was looking at her very closely. Floki maneuvered through the streets with people swiftly moving out of his way. Hermione kept as close to him as she could. Floki quickly reached the largest building in Kattegat.

The guard that was standing in front of the large building moved to let Floki through the door. As Floki passed the blonde-haired man guarding the entrance, the man swiftly grabbed Floki from behind. Hermione almost ran right into the guard as she did not expect him to grab Floki as he did. Floki giggled as he said. "I have a message for the Earl, Havardr."

Havardr grunted and began to drag Floki the rest of the way into the large building. Hermione was surprised by this turn of events. She hoped this wouldn't come down to her using magic in front of everyone, but she wouldn't hesitate to use it if Floki needed her help. When Hermione followed the men through the entry, she immediately noticed that the room was large with a lot of long tables. There was a large wooden throne on the left side of the building with furs thrown over the top. It had a small table on the left and a smaller but still large throne on the right. In front of the thrones was a long fire pit. This building looked like the old pictures of in the Viking books she read as a child. Hermione stopped her musing about the set up of the building and finally noticed the man sitting on the bigger throne. He was the man she saw torturing Rollo.

Hermione slowly walks around the people currently in the room. She is behind the throne when Floki lets out a laugh as the guard practically pushes Floki toward Earl Haraldson as. "My Lord, this man says he has a message for you."

The Earl waves his hand at the guard. "Let him go.' Haraldson studies Floki's face before asking, 'What's the message?"

Floki never stops looking the Earl in the eye as he issues the challenge."Ragnar Lothbrok challenges you to meet him in single combat."

The Earl has a shocked look on his face as he stares into Floki's eyes. The chubby man next to the Earl looks at Haraldson before speaking to Floki. "Ragnar Lothbrok has a very high opinion of himself."

The Earl becomes sarcastic. "Well, he is a descendant of Odin."

As everyone in the room laughs, Hermione rolls her eyes. Floki, who was watching Hermione, gives her a huge grin and begins to laugh manically. Floki stops abruptly, looking back to the Earl with the most severe look Hermione had ever seen from him. "Ragnar said that if you refuse his challenge, that shame will follow you for the rest of your life."

Hermione notices that the Earl was becoming agitated with Floki. She walks out from behind the throne to stand next to Floki's left side on the opposite side of the guard. Hermione wants to be ready if Haraldson decides that he has had enough of Floki. Haraldson replies to Floki just as she is coming to stand next to him. "There would be greater shame in accepting a challenge from a criminal. That would suggest that I take him seriously; that I see him as an equal."

Hermione gets more and more irritated as the man talks, and when the chubby man decides to yell out that the challenge is declined and that they will chain Ragnar if he ever steps foot in Kattegat. She lets out a huff causing Havardr, the guard, to look around. Hermione could have sworn he looked right at her, but she didn't want to worry about the possibility of him being able to see her right now. The Earl looked progressively more nervous as the chubby man yells out. Haraldson, all of a sudden, stands beginning to walk toward Floki. Hermione grabs Floki's hand to whisk him away if need be, but the Earl kept the fire pit between them. He looked into Floki's eyes before speaking. "Tell Ragnar Lothbrok I accept his challenge' The Earl turns to the guard. 'Take him away, Havardr."

Havardr grabs Floki's arm as Hermione lets go of Floki's hand. Havardr begins to drag Floki out of the building. She quickly follows the men out of the entrance. Havardr leads Floki through Kattegat. When the three of them reach the edge of town, Havardr lets go of Floki and pats him on the back. "Go home, brother, take your lady with you and let Ragnar know what has happened."

Both Hermione and Floki are in shock when Havardr turns to her. "You should stay away from Kattegat while Haraldson is Earl. He will not be above using those you to achieve what he believes to be best. Haraldson will never give up if he knows the power you possess."

"H-how?" Hermione manages to stutter out.

Havardr simply smiles at her. "That is a story for another time."