Summary: When a new player comes into the field, Odin decides to sell Loki off. But nothing goes as Odin wanted and the Master of Death changes the Universe.

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or Harry Potter.

Warnings: Future Slash, slaves, language may be formal (it's not my native language), and more to add later. Don't like? Don't read.

Previously

Gleaming gold caught his eye when Loki finally stopped laughing. Loki turned around and he couldn't contain a gasp when he saw what was laying in the middle of the room. It was Gungnir, Odin's spear and next to it lay Mjölnir, Thor's hammer.

A giggle escaped Loki's mouth before he noticed. It didn't take long before it became a full-blown laugh. It seemed that revenge was his.

Now

After exploring the further room, Loki decided that he had to keep looking for Harry. He could explore the room in dept later.

Loki walked around to try and find Harry again, but it seemed that something was working against him. Everything looked the same and it looked as if he was walking in circles. He was sure that he had seen that vase before…

Unnoticed by him a certain House Elf was casting befuddlement charms around him. Everything to keep her Master save and sound from the dangerous beings around him.

Harry sighed. Why wasn't he able to find what he needed? It should be a simple answer, but no, the only thing that was simple, was that there was no simple answer!

Rubbing his temples, Harry leaned back in his chair. He had almost all the books that existed, or at least the copies from the books, Merlin, he had even some first edition books laying around, but still no answer. What does a man have to do to get an answer! Clearly looking through books that were so old that no one knew who old they are, perhaps except Death, but, Harry mused, even Death wouldn't keep track of things like that.

Casting a quick Tempus, Harry realised that is was far after diner time. Swearing, Harry stood up and left the library… into someone's chest.

"Careful, you never know who may be walking in the corridors," Loki smirked.

Harry gaped at Loki before recovering quickly. "For your information, I know perfectly well who is here."

"Then how do you explain why you walked into me?"

"I didn't walk into you, you walked into me."

"… right," Loki snorted, "where were you at dinner?"

Harry blushed before he answered. "I forgot the time, I was reading."

"Reading?" Loki raised his eyebrow.

"Fine, I was researching, alright? Now, if it doesn't make you too angry, I would like to eat now." Harry turned around to stamp away, but Loki's hand caught his should first.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. Let me walk with you." Loki apologised.

Harry looked at Loki and nodded. "The kitchen is this way." They started walking in silence.

"What were you researching?"

"Pardon?"

"I was wondering what you were researching if would tell me of course," Loki said hesitantly.

Harry pondered for a minute before answering. "I was looking for ways to destroy your collar."

"And?"

"Nothing, I have thousands of books, but I haven't found a thing, the only thing about collars that I could find were binding collars for a marriage. Not for a slave bond." Harry stopped. "I'm an idiot." He said with wide eyes before turning around.

"Where are you going?" Loki called after Harry.

"The library."

"But you have to eat!"

"Research is more important now."

"Harry!" Loki looked exasperated while watching Harry disappearing around the corner. "Damnit." He silently swore. "Wait for me!" Loki started jogging to catch up with Harry.

Harry heard that Loki was calling something behind him, but he didn't care. He was so stupid, an idiot! All this time, the only thing that he researched were normal bindings, not slave bonds, why hadn't he thought about that sooner? It was so obvious, huh, hindsight is really 20/20 isn't it?

Walking into the library, he didn't take a pause to wonder where the books were. Walking towards a gigantic book in the middle of the library, he laid his hand on one of the pages and said clearly; "Slaves and Slavery bonds." Taking his hand off the page, he could see that the words he just said appeared onto the pages under various searches that he and others had looked for and when. For example, half an hour before, he had searched for collars, the search unearthed hundreds of books about clothing and novels about the weirdest romances. He shuddered while he reminded some of the things that he had read. Seriously, who wanted to read about how to save and protected a man felt by wearing a collar of ownership by his partner. That is just… disturbing? Yes, disturbing would be the right word instead of… things like understandable or recognisable. Wearing a collar is not normal and it should give you the feelings of safety and protection. Right? And he was most certainly not jealous of it. Nope, that was something that he knew for sure. He would never wear a collar even if those feelings were true.

Shaking his head, Harry looked back into the book and saw on which row numbers the book were that he needed. Walking quickly over to the rows, Harry grabbed the books and went to sit in one of the armchairs to read quietly.

"I give up, I swear that there is something in this house that is working against me." Loki entered the library panting. "I was only a minute or something behind and now I am here, what? Five minutes later. I swear it, Harry. Something is not right. Harry?"

"In here," Harry called out.

Loki sighed before answering back. "Am I supposed to know where here is by heart?"

Harry snorted but told Loki where he was precisely.

"Thank you." Loki looked at the titles of the books and could feel his blood getting cold. "Why are you researching slavery?"

"I want to know more about your collar," Harry answered without looking up, "I'm trying to find a way to destroy it, or at least it powers."

Loki stood with his mouth hanging open, for once not sure what to say. "You're doing this for me?" Shaking his head, he could feel a smile beginning to grow on his face. "Then it is only justified for me to make you something to eat. Or call someone to give you something." Loki wanted to turn around to find the kitchen, but Harry's snapping fingers stopped.

"Can you bring me some food up here? I missed dinner." He asked the House Elf that appeared without pausing reading.

Loki stared at Harry before starting to laugh. "It seems that I still have to learn a lot about you and your house." Loki pulled up a chair and grabbed a book. It was time to do some research.