"You guys ready?"

Harry nodded, peering over at the opposite corner in the hallway. Fred and George were in the opposite corner while Harry and Loki were in the balcony room across from them. "Is that product really ready for testing?"

George looked offended, his eyes narrowing. "Who better to test it on than Umbridge?"

Loki smirked. "I look forward to seeing the portable swamp in action."

"See. The actual god of mischief approves. He actually had a hand in making it," Fred said, glancing down the hallway to watch the students walking to and from classes. No one paid them any attention other than to smile or wave encouragingly. Everyone wanted Umbridge gone and no one was going to stand in their way.

Harry had even gotten Peeves in on the action, giving him a few dung bombs to drop on Umbridge whenever the poltergeist wanted. This was the official start of their effort to get Umbridge to leave Hogwarts and Fred and George were revelling in the challenge.

Harry peered down at the Marauder's Map, noted their own positions. Hermione was in the library, doing some of her homework. She hadn't exactly approved of their activities but when she had seen what Umbridge had done to him… She hadn't disapproved after that. Ron had surprisingly volunteered to keep others away from the corridor, with Blaise Zabini.

"Your twins are very creative," Loki whispered, as they both looked down at the map. Umbridge was coming their way, after talking with Flitwick. Her footsteps were unique enough, causing the students in her way to hurriedly flee, some winking at Fred and George. "Brings to mind some of the prayers they muttered my way."

"You can hear prayers?" Harry questioned, turning to look at his boyfriend, who was the Norse god of mischief and chaos. He still felt amazed that there were actual gods in the world and that one was his boyfriend was even more incredible. "She's coming!"

Fred nodded when Harry gave him a thumbs up and George threw the portable swamp right into the hallway before them. The twins then ran up to where Harry and Loki were, poking their heads out to watch.

"I can but only prayers directed my way," Loki returned, grinning in a way that was more predatory than not, showing more teeth than was normal. Harry grinned back as Umbridge walked right into the swamp, preoccupied by file folders and the state of Hogwarts.

Umbridge squealed as she fell into the black pit, yanked her wand out to try to light her way. The portable swamp almost seemed to groan as it swallowed her, shaking and sliding around the professor.

"This would work very well on Death Eaters," Harry remarked quietly, watching as Umbridge lit her wand with a loud, muttered lumos charm, and then screamed. "They wouldn't know what to make of it."

Fred's eyes widened then he grinned, showing less teeth than Loki did. "It would. It definitely would. George…"

George smiled too and the four of them continued to watch as Umbridge struggled.

Back in 2011, Heimdall stared out over the Rainbow bridge from his station. Thor stood next to him, his shoulders curled inward and frowning. The moon had come out an hour ago and the stars had soon followed, causing the bridge to almost sparkle with the moonlight. It had been a few months since Loki had fallen from the bridge and a few months since Thor had gotten back from Midgard.

"I should not have said those things," Thor remarked quietly, dropping his hand to where Mjolnir lay on his belt. "I was not aware that he would have taken those words seriously."

"Your mother?"

"Frigga laid a spell upon me," Thor answered, sighing. "Have you seen anything of what happened to my brother while I was on Midgard?"

"No. I cannot see the past or the future," Heimdall replied, as he looked out over the realms. He stood as still as a statue while he looked from Jotunheim to Alheim to Midgard. His golden eyes were far looking as he looked over the mortal's homes and places of employment. "I only knew of what you were doing while you were on Midgard. I had not known where Loki was or what he was doing until he let the Frost Giants into Asgard."

"Frigga would look but my father forbid it. He says it would be too dangerous," Thor said. "And I have learned. Jotunheim is too dangerous and war would bring consequences."

Heimdall dipped his head in a nod, finally turning to look at the prince beside him. "I am glad you have learned."

Harry woke up a week later, sweaty and shaking. He quickly glanced around, seeking a window or at least some light then realized he was in the Slytherin dormitory, in the dungeons. Last night, he had slipped into the Slytherin dormitory again, curled up with Loki. The Norse god was stretched out with his head tucked into Harry's chest, his black hair splayed out around him. It was the third week of October, tomorrow being the fifth meeting of Dumbledore's Army.

The nightmare had been the same thing he had started having last month, one featuring Nagini and several hallways. It had been dark and he had only seen globes of whispering light around him and nothing else. He had felt Nagini's predatory urges, the snake's murderous thoughts, the desire to kill anyone who harmed her master.

"Another nightmare?"

Harry blinked, the words drawing him out of his thoughts.

Loki peered up at Harry from where he was next to him. He could see his mortal boyfriend was sweaty and pale, his green eyes haunted.

"Yes," Harry whispered, glancing up at the bed curtains that shielded them from the rest of the Slytherins. Loki had warded them the minute that Harry had slipped in last night, wanting to hide their relationship from the rest of the school. He was however confident that if one Slytherin found it, he could talk the boy out of saying anything. He wasn't called Silvertongue by other Aesir for nothing. "Same one from September."

Loki stared at him, thinking of what Harry had told him. Harry leaned over and pressed lips to his forehead and Loki's heart jumped in his chest. "The snake one?"

"Yes. I still don't know…"

"Perhaps we could go to the ministry during break," Loki suggested, meeting Harry's lips in the middle, as he leaned in again. "The department of magical mysteries might have something on your prophecy."

Harry nodded, deepening the kiss and licking his way into Loki's mouth. Loki's heart began to beat quickly, his cock taking an interest in their activities. Harry grinned into the kiss and then pulled back, grinning a little at Loki's whine of need.

"It is a good idea," Harry murmured, dropping his hand down to their waists and tracing a line on his bare skin, down to both their cocks and wrapping around them. Loki gasped out, Harry swallowing it with a kiss as he stroked. "I'm glad you decided to stay."

Heat built in his spine and all throughout his body, sparks of pleasure growing. His toes curled under the bed sheets and he wrapped an arm around Harry, digging his fingers into his back. Harry groaned, pulled back a little from the kiss and looked Loki over, his eyes blown with arousal.

"You know… You don't have to keep control with me," Harry whispered, catching his eyes.

"I don't know if I'm ready to loose control," Loki murmured, clutching the sheets. "Especially not… fuck."

Harry grinned, reaching down to flick a nipple and licking it better afterward. Pleasure boiled over and Loki whined, his orgasm running roughshod through him. Harry followed soon after. The sun shone through the bed curtains, warming them to a slight degree. Harry laid back down onto Loki's bed, with Loki following him down. They could hear the sounds of the other Slytherin boys starting to wake up and luckily or unluckily, it was Saturday. No one would be in a rush to go to class or breakfast.

"Did you talk with the house elves?" Loki questioned quietly, hearing Draco mutter in his sleep.

Harry nodded and Loki felt Harry's chest rumble in a quiet laugh, his head lying on Harry's chest. "They agreed to mess around with Umbridge's meals for the next week. Hopefully, that and our other planned pranks will get her out."

"Are you meeting with the twins later? For planning?"

Loki grinned, hearing Blaise get up. Blaise's bed was on Loki's left and Draco's was on his right, the two leaders of Slytherin house. "Yes. And you said you wanted to learn how to cast an illusion like I do?"

"Definitely. I can teach you how to cast a patronus too," Harry remarked, one of his hands coming up to comb through Loki's black hair. "Let's meet up at the Room of Requirement say an hour before the meeting tomorrow?"

Loki arched into Harry's fingers, his eyes closing and goose pimples moving up his arms. "Hmm. Okay."

"Loki…"

Harry snorted. "At least it's not a weekday today. You're a lazy god of mischief."

"How dare you."

"You're like a cat."

"I can smite you."

Harry let out a laugh, his chest rumbling underneath Loki's head. "Come on. Let's go get breakfast. I'm hungry."

Loki slowly sat up, brushing the covers off and reaching over to his bedside table to grab the invisibility cloak. He handed it over and Harry took it, throwing it over himself.

"Loki? You up now?" Blaise questioned quietly, his footsteps sounding close to the bed.

"I am. Just a minute," Loki answered, watching as Harry disappeared underneath the cloak and then waved a hand to undo his ward.

"It's just a spell?"

Loki nodded, watching as Harry stood on the practice platform, his holly wand held tightly in his right hand. It was about 45 minutes until the Defense meeting and the two of them were alone. They had planned the meeting to take place before dinner, at around 5pm, so the sun was just on its' way down. The Room of Requirement had shifted just a little bit house such a practice platform but otherwise, it looked like it usually did.

It had been a quiet weekend and everyone had noticed that Umbridge had been fuming each morning. Fred and George had been grinning widely as they got called for detention by McGonagall. Though Professor McGonagall had been rather halfhearted about it, her voice faint. The house elves had presented Umbridge with cold oatmeal and bacon, cold steak at dinner last night and cold tea.

"It is just a spell," Loki explained, raising an eyebrow. "I learned most of my spellwork from Frigga and just a few from Amora later."

"Amora?"

Loki felt his cheeks redden a little then shrugged, crossing his arms. "The Enchantress. I would not recommend sharing space with her."

Harry's eyes narrowed, his lips twitching up into a small grin. "There's a story there, isn't there?"

Loki leaned against the dummy that the room had created for them. "There is not. She was a little possessive."

Harry snorted before closing his eyes in concentration, murmuring the spell that Loki had taught him under his breath. Loki watched as another Harry appeared right next to the real one and another appeared, on the other side. Loki grinned, his heart skipping a beat at Harry easily figuring out how to work the spell.

The Harry clones all looked alike and Loki could not even see a difference between them and the real Harry. The three Harry's moved about on the platform, their green eyes glowing with excitement and black hair untamed. Loki's breath hitched as the three of them were joined by two more and walked over towards him, surrounding.

"So this is how Thor feels," Loki muttered.

All of the Harry's snorted before appearing to collapse back into one Harry. "I think I've got it down."

"It definitely looks like you have. Now teach me the patronus charm."

Harry raised an eyebrow before nodding, walking over and stepping just to the edge of the platform. He sat down on the edge as Loki walked over to him and faced him, waiting expectantly.

"You have to think of a real positive memory," Harry started, looking him over. "It has to be purely positive and really strong."

"What's yours?"

Harry grinned slightly, his green eyes going soft and shoulders dropping. "It varies. When… In my third year, I held back dozens of dementors with one patronus. I was thinking of my parents… It was just one moment that I remember, just them talking around me."

"I am sorry."

Harry nodded and Loki reached out to entwine their fingers.

"You have to think of a happy memory," Harry whispered, dropping his forehead down onto Loki's. They looked into each other's eyes and then Harry drew back, looking him over. "Take as much time as you want."

Loki stared at him then walked over to sit next to Harry, leaning his shoulders and side against him. Harry let out a quiet sigh of contentment, leaned his head against Loki's shoulders too.

The only sounds that he could hear was the quiet crackling of the fire across from them and the occasional yell from outside the room. Loki closed his eyes and thought about the past thousand years of his life. Thought about Thor and Frigga and… Odin. Thought about his children, Hela, Slepnir, Fenrir and Jormungandr. Thought about Harry. Thought of seeing the young man across the clearing the first time they had seen each other.

"I have it," Loki whispered, opening his eyes and knowing that at least half an hour had passed.

"The incantation is Expecto Patronum," Harry murmured, their hands entwined on the space between their legs.

Loki drew on his own magic, the oftentimes wild and untamed power within him, and spoke the words under his breath. The spell pulled on his power and sped out, pooling green tinted magic into his hands and out in front of the two boys. The power pooled together into a small, glowing animal, one that looked a little like a dog but was smaller and not as domestic as a dog might look like. Its' ears were perked forward, glowing green.

"I should have figured," Harry said, amusement in his voice.

"What kind of animal is that?" Loki questioned, looking at the translucent animal in fascination. It stood there and looked at him, like it was waiting for an order. "I have not seen its' like before on Midgard."

"A coyote," Harry offered, his shoulders lifting in a shrug. "Coyotes are thought of as tricksters in American Indian mythology and lore. And you're a trickster."

Loki grinned, feeling quite pleased with himself. "Of course."

"You can use this spell to send messages or to protect yourself against dark creatures, like dementors," Harry explained after a few minutes. "You're pretty good at this. I didn't manage to create a corporeal patronus on my first try."

"What did you create?"

"Usually, it's just a shield," Harry said. "But when I went up against those dementors, like I mentioned, it was a stag."

"Stag?" Loki echoed.

There was a knock at the door, probably people ready for the meeting.

"My father transformed into a stag," Harry replied, slipping off the platform and standing up. At Loki's frown, he explained. "There's a spell. My father, godfather and other friend who shall go unnamed all learned it to share the full moon with Remus. They called themselves the Marauders."

Loki grinned, called his magic back in, and Harry returned the smile, doing the same before going to let people in.