Names!! You cant go as long as you do here without the name of the woman.

MOM! A feminine scream rings rang throughout the realm of Asgardout from a house

in the city of Asgard, home of the Asgardians.

I didnt do it!. Another bellowed.

What did you do to your sister now, Siriaan? A woman walked into the room. She was

quite tall with a pretty sturdy(WC) build for the average woman . She was still extremely

beautiful, attracting attention from men anywhere, mortal or not. Her ebony-colored hair

which was often tied up into a ponytail to keep it out of her way, but here at home it was

nowlet loosen and wild, as if she just fought with a animal. Of course, her husband

wouldnt care; to him, she was and still is the most beautiful woman he ever set eyes

on.

Nay, I didnt do anything, mother. Was the A simple reply to her query from her

thirteen-year old son. He sporteds a gleaming armor akin to that of his uncle Thor, yet

his personality contrasteds heavily with his other uncle, Loki. His raven hair that he got

from his father could be compared to a birds nest given how wild it was yet his strong

build from training at a young age had attracted quite thea lot of attraction from the

opposite sex, despite being so young. Not that his mother would ever let those harpies

to ever corrupt her son; he was too pure for that. Though Thors and Janes daughter

was quite a match for in her eyes; she needed to keep an eye out in case the next time

that girl comes to visit.

Oh, really? You know, Siriaan, you might be sneaky but youre not quite like uncle Loki

yet. She teased at her blushing son.

Comment [MD1]: Cant say throughout Asgard unless the shout was from outside a dwelling, unless you include a few passerby having heard it. Also, quick point: are you going with the idea the Asgardians are aliens, or gods?

Comment [MD2]: Not certain what you mean here. Do you mean he is like Loki, and therefore also like Thor in character (which would be implied by the rest of the sentence) or like Loki?

Nay mother, I will be more than uncle Loki and uncle Thor. I will train to be as strong as

uncle Thor but just as cunning like uncle Loki. Like dad. Siriaan quickly protested.

The woman couldnt help but smile. Her relationship with her husband wasnt quite what

she had usually read about in those cliche romance novels from Midgard in the

beginning. In fact, she almost removed her husbands head from his shoulders the first

he sawtime they met her. She still feelt embarrassed about how quickly she reacted at

the time despite it happening nearly 17 years ago.

17 years she thought. It was 17 years ago that her husband and her met. He was a

scrawny young man but certainly not weak by any means. He was built for speed, not

heavy combat. But it was his emerald eyes that attracted her the most. How beautiful

and magical they were, and seemed yet she had been struck by how much pain and

sorrow that those eyes carrycarried. It intrigues intrigued her very much and still did until

this very day. But of course at the time, her fiery temper got a whole hold of her and she

lost control. Oh, she still remembers the scolding that Odin had given her the days after

when he heard about it. She never thought hell d stop. In the years since sShe hads

changed though; her temper has had been replaced with patience and kindness, and

coupled with her extreme protectiveness for toward her family. She was a warrior first

and foremost and she would protect her family. After all, that was why her husband fell

in love with her. She wasnt like the other women hes d been with. She was strong-

willed and protective of others yet extremely kind and gentle.

Mama! A crying little five-year old girl ran towards her. Leaning down the woman

scooped her up, gently shushing her. In one arm, she carried the crying girl and shutes

the sobbing girl. Her daughter was certainly the diamond in her husbands eyes, not that

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their son wasnt as equally important. The blonde hair five-year old was wearing a light

blue turquoise robe dress that her aunt, Jane, got for her birthday along with a gleaming

tiara given to her by Odin when she was born. The woman laughs laughed to herself as

always these days atof how obsessed her daughter was with thate tiara. There probably

wasnt a single day when she would take it off, evenasn;t wearing it, even when

asleep.

Siriaan hid my shield and I cant find it. She finally stopped sobbing.

Siriaan, give her back her shield or else Im taking away DurendalDurendal. The

woman sent a glare to her son.

But I didnt do it. The boy protested.

The woman increased the intensity of her glare and the whole room suddenly

decreased in temperature by at least a few degrees noticeably.

Fine. Siriaan summoned the shield back into the realm.

The sobbing girls frown flipped upside down again and she rushed to grab her shield

out of her brothers hands, sticking her tongue at him as she turns turned back around

to her mother. Not that he would let it go, Siriaan did the same and stiucks his tongue

out at his sisterer in turn.

Honestly you two. The woman rolled her eyes.

Im home! A voice bellowed from downstairs.

DADDYFather!! The two siblings exclaimed in excitement and dropped everything to

rush downstairs to the door. The woman shook her head of at how quickly the situation

changed and how thankful she was of her husbands timing. Who knows what the two

kids would be up to had he not come home.

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Comment [MD3]: Awkward sentence.

When she got went downstairs, pausing a moment at the foot of the stairs to she smiled

at the scene. Her son was sitting on the couch telling his father about his adventures of

the day while his daughter was sitting on his lap, vying for his attention. Thankfully

though she interrupted before the siblings started arguing again.

Alright you too, let Daddy get some rest, h. Hes had a long day. Siriaan, uncle Thor

told me you had training with him today.

The boys eyes widen upon realization and he rushed out the door with his sword,

Durendal, strapped to his back.

And Lilian, didnt aunt Jane said say that she wanted to talk to you about your work at

school?.

Lilian too rushed out to door and ran in the same direction as her brother. The woman

shook her head at the antics of her children. Despite how different they were, no one

can deny that they were siblings.

Thanks sweetheart, Her husband whispered in her ear. His arms circled around her

waist as he hugged her from behind.

No problemMy pleasure, Harry. She brought a hand up to his.

Harry PotterJason Mjod was probably the most happiest man in Asgard. He had a

beautiful wife and two lovely but rowdy children to come home to everyday. His work as

an Asgardian wizard was by no means easy but to have a family to come home to

madkes it all worth it.

It wasnt always like that though. After the fall of Voldemortthe invading king from the

South, Skrumbeid, the death eaters rest of his supporters and armies were still very

much a prominent problem. Harry and his friends comrades spent the next severalfew

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years hunting the rest down. When it was all over though, the casualties wereas too

much for Harry. The death toll was not onlyalong high but since most many of the

Slytherins his allies were lured into joined joining the other side, Harry had to kill a lot of

the classmates men that he had fought along side with for that he went to school with

for the last seven years. That took a heavy toll on his heart. Not only that but Remus,

Tonks, Moody, McGonagall, Hagrid, along with other professors died ion the quest for

peace in the magic world. So did Ron. Friends and families were buried. NevilleHis

best friend, Leonardo, fell under severe depression with the death of his grandmother

and the life of his life, Hannah AbbotSusan Williams, on the same day along with many

others death when the death eatersinvading army decided to attack. He committed

suicide. He succeeded.

Ginny and Harry tried to rebuild back their relationship but Harry had the nagging feeling

that what they had was lost and he couldnt continue anymore. Ginny tried to pull them

back together but soon lost hope all together. But Aat the time time, Harry began to look

to his best friend Hermione with a different eye though. Harry couldnt even think that

that the girl he met on the train first year was now such a beautiful woman by her own

rights. She was always there for him; caring for him,, and supporting him even when

Ron couldnt. He often wondereds if perhaps he and Hermione could restart their lives

with each other, what would have happened. But he could never do it to Hermione.

Hermione was heartbroken by all the deaths and fled to Australia to be with her parents.

By that time, Harry had realized that he was in love with his best friend but honestly

couldnt tell her that. She would stay in Australia with family but he was needed in

England to defend it.

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Harry, we need to talk Hermione was by the door of hers and Harrys apartment.

Theyd have been chasing death eaters for a year now. Right now, hHer eyes swollen

and her Hermiones messy bushy hair was even more crazy than ever. She was so pale

and weak that she could looked as if she wouldalso pass out. Harry looked at her, heart

cringing. All he wanted to do was to hold her in his arm to make all her worries go away.

But he cant couldnt do that, he was the source of all her worries. He had to end that.

Today.

What about? Harry asked coldly.

I want to go see my parents. Hermione replied.

Then go, theres no one here to stop you. Harry countered with the same tone.

There is one. she shot back

Who? Harry asked, his face remained unchanged.

You,

Me? Harry asked, eyes widen a little bit.

Yes, you, Harry, you didnt think that I diwoulddnt notice the looks youve been given

me for the past few months?.

I.. Harry stuttered.

Harry, answer me one thing, Do you love me? Hermione interrupted him.

Yes, that was all Harry wanted to say but he couldnt. He was a coward. He loved her

but he knows how much she loves her family. She had one. He didnt and if she stayed,

who knows how much danger she will be in. He loves her but he couldnt do that to her.

No. Harry answer flatly.

Harry, the truth. Hermione pleaded, tears started rolling in her eyes, Please.I need

the truth, Harry. I cant do this anymore.

It broke Harrys heart piece by piece to see her like that. It hurts him even more that it

was him that was causing her this pain. But he needed to do this. For Hermione. For

himself.

I dont know what you thought about me, Granger.but you obviously thought wrong. I

dont love you that way. Youre not worthy of someone like me. Im the Boy-Who-Lived, I

can have anyone I want and it certainly wont be a mudblood like you.

Hermiones eyes widen in shock. Harry soon felt a shot to his cheeks as it reddens to

the shape of a handprint.

Your mother would be ashamed of you, Potter. She sneered and ran away, her eyes

bursting in tears.

Harry slammed the door harshly and then collapsed on his knees. He did it. He called

the one word that shouldnt ever be spoken. But he did. But that was the only way.

Hermione needed to be safe and with her family. She deserves that. His Hermione

deserved that. But Harry was broken. He had lost everything he wanted. A family and

the woman of his life. Everything.

With Hermione gone, Harry went back to focusing on hunting down death eaters. He

was deadly and quick, using k illing spells instead of stunners. People soon avoided him,

scared that he would turn on them. Rumors soon spread around that he might be Dark .

Harry didnt care; he would finish the job he started and make sure the magic world was

safe. That would be his final atonement for everything.

Comment [MD4]: No. Just no. Not only was this scene incredibly out of character for Harry, but Hermione wouldnt believe him, she would see right through him.

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Malfoy. Harry finally cornered the last death eater of Voldemorts inner circle. His arch-

nemesis and former classmate, Draco Malfoy.

Potter. Draco sneered.

It seems youre the last one. Harry stated coldly.

Perhaps, but aw, wheres the your mudblood follower? Did she finally see the light and

ditch your sorry arse? Draco grinned evilly at Harry. Harrys eyes narrowed at his

target; his hands gripped tightly around the elder wand.

Dont talk about her that way. Shes ten times the monster you are,. Killling k illing an

entire orphanage. ! Even Voldemort isnt that evil of a monster as you. For that I WILL

END YOU. Harry bellowed.

Perhaps, but Ill be tak ing you along with me. Draco sneered and raised his wand.

Avada Kedavra

Harry dodged the green colored spell and sent a barrage of his own. Bombarda.

Reducto. Diffindo.

Draco, who lacked the training that Harry had soon fell to the barrage of spells that

Harry fired. But before he bled out of the severing spells, he fired one last spell.

Avada Kedavra

Harry was hit in the back when he turned around from the battle. He collapsed to his

knees. His life flashed before his eyes, from his beatings at the hands of his uncle to his

last conversation with Hermione. A lone tear slid down his cheek.

Im sorry, Hermione. I love you. I do love you.

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Comment [MD5]: Really? Why arch-nemesis? As far as canon goes, Draco was more an annoyance than anything.

Comment [MD6]: Again, no, though for different reasons. A combat vet, which by this point your Harry would be, would never turn his back on an enemy who was still breathing and armed. However you could make Malfoy surprise him with a wandless cutting curse.

Harry remembered little of what happened after that. All he knew was the he ended up

in a desert somewhere in Mexico. He met a blonde-haired man who claimed that he

was a god from a world called Asgard. The man proclaimed himself to be Thor, the

Norse Thunder God. Naturally, Harry was scepticalskeptical about it. But after having to

steal a magical hammer from a top-secret organization and then go went on to fight with

a mechanical humanoid controlled by Thors brother, Harry was a believer. It was also

where he met his future wife, Lady Sif. It was also where he nearly lost his head at her

hands. At first site, Harry was so entranced by her raven hair and how beautiful she

looked. It was as if she was an angel that fell from the sky.

Sif, however, had another idea and thought Harry was ogling her and hence must die. It

was only Thors interference that made her stopped. Harry eventually went on to save

her life from a couple of close calls with the giants, carrying her bridal-style in his arms

and then apparating away. Eventually though, Harry and Thor created enough force to

rip the giant into pieces, thus ending the battle.

Afterwards, Harry was invited by Thor to meet Odin. After some heated discussion

regarding his magical abilities and when Odin finally seemed pleased with his answers,

a feast was held in honor of the return of the prince. Harry felt awkward in the crowd

and but was soon rescued relieved surprisingly by surprisingly Lady Sif who saw him

wandering lonely seemingly alone amongst the crowd. She actually then surpisingly

invited him to dance with her as a form of apology for her actions towards him. Harry

couldnt deny how much fun he had with her that night. They danced and danced for

hours with occasional breaks in between when they would talk. Sif would tell him the

most amazing stories of her conquests with Thor and their friends. Harry, on the other

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Comment [MD7]: You mean the suit of armor they fight in the first Thor movie?

hand, would tell her about his story of the magicoriginal world. Harry was surprised at

how easy it was for him to open up about his past. To With most other people, Harry felt

it was dangerous to share his let others know about his past lest they use it against him.

But with Sif, he felt at ease. He didnt feel that she was out to get him, despite their first

encounter. He felt that he could trust her; the same way he trusted Hermione. all those

years.

Eventually, Odin came to Harry with the offer to be an Asgardian among them. He

would become the first wizard to do so where he would help guard and protect the

realm from invaders. He would also be allowed to teach younger generations about

magic. Harry eventually agreed when Odin partnered Sif with him. Least of all, Harry felt

that he could trust Sif not to let him down. They went on to many great battles. They not

only defended Asgard but also Midgard with allies like the Avengers, which Harry, Sif

and Thor eventually joined. Bruce Banner and Harry quickly became friends over

Bruces fascination with magic. Tony attempted to get Harry to adopt his womanizing

ways; thankfully though for Harry, Sif quickly put an end to it. Clint and Natasha, Harry

felt a little unease at first but soon grew to trust them along with the rest of the team.

Captain America was an inspiration for Harry. He led them to victories in many great

battles where casualties would have been pretty high had they not come. He was also

was a great mentor for Harry, setting an example of how to be a real leader. Thor was

Harrys best friend and drinking mate where they share stories and bond together. Harry

would go as far to say that Thor was like a brother he never had and Thor would agree

and likewise. Sif and Harry grew to trust each other even more. They continued to go to

dances and parties as dates often. Especially at parties, Sifs beauty would attract

Comment [MD8]: Again, no. The Asgardians in the main have a great distrust of men who use magic, the only exception being Odin himself. In fact, they arent happy with even women using magic, but give those who do a sort of pass since they are women.

attention of every men in the room, married or single, while the women sent jealous

glares at her. Not that she cared of course, there was only one man that she actually

cared about enough allow to see her that way. Her date, Harry Potter, was likewise with

the opposite sex. He attracted an array of women who admire his achievements with

Thor as well for his looks, especially with his bright emerald eyes. Thankfully, Sif was

always there to pull him out of the wolfs pen before it got too out of hand. As the trust

and bond between the two grew, so did their love. Harry wanted to deny it at first, citing

that he didnt want to bring harm to her as it did with everyone in his past who got too

close. But layers and layers, piece by piece, Sif chipped away at his walls, making him

fall even more in love with her.

Eventually though, it was his and her special day.

Do you, Lady Sif, take Lord Harry James Potter as your beloved husband? Odin asked.

I do. She replied, her eyes never leaving her future husbands.

And do you, Lord Harry James Potter, take Lady Sif as your beloved wife?

I do, He replied.

Very well, I know pronounce you husband and wife. You may k iss the bride.

Their wedding had been the biggest in centuries, surpassing that of Thors and Janes.

Thor and Jane Foster married 2 years after the battle of New York. They now had two

little girls, two gems in their parents eyes no doubt.

Sif and Harry eventually after a year of marriage, had Siriaan as their first born son.

Harry decided to name him after his godfather, Sirius, who Harry think without of a

doubt, would have been a great grandfather to his child. Eight years later, they had

Lilian, who Harry named after his mother, Lily Potter. Now, five years on, Harry and Sif

are living the life they have only dreamed of. Two wonderful kids and each other to go

back home to. Sif had occasionally taken time off the battlefield to be with her children.

Harry trains the younger generations the art of magic while still keeping an eye on the

horizon for any danger to Asgard and his family. No one would take them away from

him. They would have to kill him first.

So, what did Siriaan do today? Harry asked, his hands still around his wife. Her vanilla

scent brought him peace and comfort everytime he sees her. It was home whenever

shes around.

You know, the same old same old. I swear though, Loki is rubbing off too much on that

boy. Sif rolled her eyes.

Relax my love, hes a growing boy. Let him have his fun. It takes time for him to

become a man. Harry replied.

I understand

But you dont want to see him grow up. Harry interrupted.

Is that bad? She asked, tilting her head to see her husband. His emerald eyes stared

into hers, as if looking into her soul.

No, that means you love him, but hes growing, Sif, and faster than you and I can

imagine. If we shelter him too much, well only hurt him later on. We can only do some

much to protect him. Its his little feet thats gonna carry him and support him one day,

not us. Harry explained softly.

I know sweetheart, I dont want to see my little boy grow so fast either. Its only a matter

of time before he will take a bride. He continued.

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Not if I can help it. Especially Janes little girl. I have to keep an eye out for her. She

turn around to glare in the direction of Thors palace,

You do that honey. Harry chuckled.

Youre back early today. Sif turns her attention back to her husband.

Youre complaining? Harry teased.

Never! Its just seems like we never have time for each other anymore. Sif said,

bringing her hand up to his chest.

Pray tell Odin, whats your plan for me Lady Sif. Harry joked, I am a married man, you

know.

Prat. Sif slapped his chest gently, smiling as she rests her head on his shoulder. Years

and years of spending time with one another so Sif adopted some of her husbands

native tongue. It drove him nuts how she would butcher certain words and accents but

she just laughs at his antics. He was truly her childrens father.

So then, now that the children are gone and were the only ones left, what you say we

have some fun? Harry whispered huskily in Sifs ear and trailed kisses from her jaw

down to her neck.

Sif suddenly blushed redder than a tomato. One would think that after years of living

together by now, she would have gotten used to it by now. Shes glad she hasnt and

hopes that shes never tired of her husbands sudden display of affection.

Sif Harry whispered lovingly.

Yeah Sif replied softly.

......last one to the bedroom outside is a rotten egg. And with that, Harry Potter rushed

upstairs to their bedroomoutside.

Sif not wanting to be left behind, soon follow suits. Laughter fills the entire house as

husband and wife finally got time to spend with one another. Harry Potter was finally

happy. All of his struggles for years had created him into the man he is right now. A man

worthy to be with his beautiful wife, a man who's caring towards his children and a

comrade at arms to his brothers. Yes, Harry still relive some of those painful memories

in his nightmares but he wouldnt change a thing. For everything had led him home.

Asgard. Lilian. Siriaan. His wife, Sif Potter.