Hermione was only walking through New York at the time. She didn't do anything.

So why was everyone blaming her?

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One Week Prior:

"So, you were a muggleborn, but you were adopted by a Norse god of magic?"

"Yep." Hermione said. "Dad saved my life, but he had to take me to Asgard to have my wounds taken care of. His adopted father punished him by making him stay with me for thirteen years, then not letting me see or contact my dad until my Uncle Thor was punished and sent to our world."

"That's...far out," Harry told her.

And then the world once again decided to punish her for existing.

"LOOK OUT!"

Screams began ringing as fire rained down upon them. Fire and swords and daggers. People began dropping dead, impaled by weapons or burnt to ashes by fire. Hermione looked up, and seeing two swords speeding toward her and Harry, she grabbed him and dove to the side, into a building, and began calling people inside.

"Leave the cat! Cats are very smart and have good survival instincts, unlike people. See, the cat is following you," she said to a reluctant cat lover with a silver and black tabby with piercing blue eyes.

Only thirty or so people fit inside the corner shop, plus cat. Ivy, she was told, by a thankful Mrs. Poole. But death and destruction still abounded. Hermione had to get everyone to safety. Her eyes strayed to the flute hanging at her hip, ready to use.

No other choice. She grabbed the flute and began to play. Reality blurred, and there was a ripping sound. Suddenly, all the exposed people found themselves in a building, on a ground floor, where there was less danger.

That would have to do for now. Hopefully, she would be able to escape before she was identified.

She was wrong, and not just about that.

–

"Stupid useless SHIELD. Stupid useless hero. Stupid everything!" she shouted. Alone in the wilderness, under the crescent moon, she howled in despair. A rustle of leaves sounded around her, and a wolf pack emerged. In the lead was a beautiful silver and black wolf.

Welcome. The voice resonated inside Hermione's head. I am Luna, goddess of the wolf and moon. She flicked her tail. Come, my child. We await you.

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A/N: I am an ass.

So, I know this was so fillerish, but I wanted to emphasize something. This story was published a day or a few days before the busy part of the year began, and I have not had much time on my hands. So, really, this was never going to be long. I had some plot points to set up, and conclude, and that will happen soon. I predict an end to this fanfiction in six months or less. After this story concludes, I will highly likely not do any long term Avengers or Thor fanfics again.

Also, for fans of my Harry Potter stories, I will soon publish a oneshot. It will be a trailer for a story I'm considering. However, I really don't want to commit to something so unsure and weird, so I'm publishing a trailer. Please check it out! It will be soon.

'Til next time,

HedwigFan101