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Across the Universe	By : Marionne25 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 5057 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Author's Notes:
I AM ALIVE!!

YES, YES I AM ALIVE.

I haven't been online to write for 3 major reasons:

1) It's summer in my country and the students are flooding in for music lessons and my schedule is jampacked
2) I have FINALLY found a highrise unit I can move into. Yes, i'm an adult now and am moving out on Monday (and yes I haven't pcked a single damn thing because of my teaching schedule)
3) Writer's block.

I guess i'm too caught up with work and this whole moving out from home thing after 20 something years. It's finally happening and i'm too busy with my teaching gigs to even actually embrace and realize the concept of it.
it took me a decade to live in a place I hated so much and pray every living day of my life there that I get to leave the place and now it's actually happening.
it's in a high rise unit right across my brother's old uni and hey at MY FAVE end of town and walking distance from the café I always write in.

yes, yes!

can you feel the intensity of my excitement? hahaha

anyway i'm posting now because I feel the need to do this for this fic.

has anyone watched AVENGERS INFINITY WAR?

To those who has watched it, I have to tell you that after that first ten minutes of the movie, I've completely hated it and lost interest with the rest. i'm blunt honest and you know why that is...

for those who hasn't, I won't spoil but you'd get to understand why I said that.

anyhow, living here and alive and can't wait to move out.

drop by and say hi!

lots of love

xx

Chapter XIII
Café Italianna

The meeting had lasted about three hours for which only came to an end when Hermione realized that most members were already looking forward to a late lunch that was being served by the catering service that Loki Laufeyson had asked for to be delivered and done for the day’s meeting.

Hermione had sat in the full three hours listening to ideas, to proposals and suggestions and the financing ways and support they could possibly get by means and ways of advertisements they could do for the projects that had been tackled and talked upon.
More than 50% of her well thought out plans and programs that had been neglected and completely ignored by the government and Wizengamot had been tackled over the table meeting today to her gut-surprise.
But what was even more surprising was the way people handled the subject for the meeting – they were all serious and eager to begin and give off their suggestions.
This was nowhere the attitude of the people and heads of government to whom she sent letters and proposed these plans to.
Suddenly, everyone else seemed to take it seriously or have a better suggestion for her own proposals and most of all, taking it seriously as if it were a matter of priority and urgency at the moment.
She answered certain questions and gave her suggestions and oopinions over the table at the meeting but couldn’t help but steal glances towards Loki’s direction who – throughout the meeting – only stared at her twice and merely spoke professionally over the table regarding the topic at hand.
As she sat there across the table from him, she realized how good of a leader he could possibly be someday should he decide to run for any kind of position at all.
Her whole being turned every time he spoke – bluntly, straight to the point and almost excruciatingly bare of restrictions to his suggestions and opinions about matters or rather certain people.
He spoke with everyone in the room clinging in to the words he was saying and everyone took him seriously.
Hermione stared, questioning his existence in the room.
How she both hated the feeling he was there and yet grateful he was for she knew that whatever he had done or offered the government, it surely turned their opinion on the charitable projects she had offered and proposed to them to take action of years ago.

“I guess that’s done about now, isn’t it?”
Hermione looked up and recognized Loki’s voice in his own accent and saw him straightening his suit and shaking hands with certain people around the room.
“You’re leaving?” Hermione asked loudly without meaning to sound so surprised or personal about it.
Some eyes turned to her but Loki kept his cool as he finished his small talk with the Minister and shook his head and turned to her while others patted him over the back to bid their goodbye.
“Why, yes, Miss Granger.” Loki said addressing her properly now they were with other people. “Some business needed tending to. My hands are very full and my itinerary is quite.. a list.”
Hermione opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out and Loki had suddenly turned away from her and was busy bidding his goodbye with the other government people.
She stared and couldn’t help but wonder what she could possibly to gain his attention once more which made her question her own feelings for a very brief moment.

She watched from where she stood at his body language and the way he shook hands and smiled and talked to the people around him – very professional, ,very business-like and gentleman in a manner and yet, there was no trace of that man she constantly talks to at their small coffee and dinner dates.
He stood there, paying no attention to her as if she doesn’t matter in any way.
Hermione bit her lip and realized she hated herself for feeling that way.
Exactly, what was she expecting of him?
They had a lunch, some coffee time and yes, some dinner but these weren’t really considered a date as they mostly spoke about business and his plans for charity and nothing more than that.
Suddenly, he seemed distant from her and obviously entertaining everyone else in the room but her.
Hermione rolled her eyes in her annoyance at the situation and at herself on whatever she had been expecting from him.
He wasn’t paying her any attention at all and she found herself looking for it.

She passed on the special lunch tray that were being served to everyone at the table and she hurried to get her coat and scarf to follow Loki and some of the Ministry officials out of the conference room as he gave more answers to certain queries and he had some things he wanted enlisted for his own research for certain parts of the projects.

“I thought we’ll head back at the café to write Ron a letter?” Harry asked her as she handed him her own lunch tray and quickly moved out of her chair.
“Send yours.” Hermione said remembering suddenly that it was the day that they usually send Ron their own letters for the sake of the friendship they once had and the only means of catching up they could do to their other bestfriend.
“Hermione-“
“I’ll send mine tonight.” Hermione quickly said giving Harry a look before he nodded understandingly back at her.
“I’ll see you later then.” Harry simply mumbled knowing where she was going in such a hurry and in his mind, was completely disapproving of her present attitude.

Hermione got her coat and scarf and gathered all her scattered things from the table as fast as she could possibly go hoping she didn’t leave anything behind or that if she did, Harry would be quick to find it and get it for her.
Her mind spun as she followed them outside of the conference room, down the corridors as they seemed to walk and pace forward and away from the room faster than she could possibly go after them.
She didn’t want to call him for his attention but she felt desperate to follow them down knowing that he wasn’t even aware of her presence or that he doesn’t know that she’d been following them for the past five minutes.
Her brilliant mind suddenly couldn’t find an extra question to ask him, to call his attention to so that he’d turn her way and notice that she was trying to catch up to them.
And she wasn’t even sure what to tell him should that incident happen.
She paced behind them, quietly following suit a few feet from them to not gain too much attention and attentively observed him and the way he spoke to the gentlemen around him.
They all seemed to be enamored by him and his name alone and in Hermione’s opinion, every word he says were being bought by everyone she possibly knew in this government office.
He had such an enigma and charm in him and she wasn’t going to deny that.
They reached the corridor with the elevators and Hermione halted feet from them to make sure they don’t see her.
She didn’t want them to think she was stalking Loki.
She watched and listened as he led them to the lift, bidding them goodbye and promising them a business-free dinner one of these days and was surprised when he didn’t get in the lift himself.

“I do have a place to go with Miss Granger after this.” Loki said loud and clear and with a nice smile over his face.
“Ah yes, ofcourse, Miss Granger.” one of the Wizengamot members said who had attended the meeting. “You are fond of her?”
There were some smile and understanding at the elder people and Hermione didn’t miss that.
Her face slightly turned red but she kept herself hidden behind a large Ministry statue and kept herself still, listening to his answer.
“She’s quite…” Loki began with a smile over her face as he kept being interrupted by jeers from the people around him. “..a challenge.”
Her eyebrows quirked at the adjective used upon her.
She wasn’t sure if she was proud, humiliated or annoyed at his blunt answer about her.
She had imagined him calling her a lot of things especially from the words suggested by the men around him but to be called ‘a challenge’ was something she didn’t expect.
“Ah yes, Miss Grange is quite a challenge.” a wizard said and there were a few murmurs around. “Young and feisty. Brilliant, too brilliant if you ask me.”
“She has always been like that ever since she was young. Wearing her heart and head proudly at the side of her arms.” an old wizard piped up. “I saw her school records when she applied at the Ministry and I will personally tell you that if not for her age, she could possibly rally and apply for a Wizengamot position or the Minister of Magic herself give or take a few years more of political and government experience.”
“Ah, but she’s always been top of her class.” one old witch said. “I was at Hogwarts at the year the Triwizard had been held and had been able to talk to some of the professors. Always top of her class, even more intelligent that wonder boy Harry Potter.”
“Harry Potter?” Loki’s voice came and there was a hint of annoyance in his tone that Hermione didn’t’ miss.
“Her bestfriend.” a wizard answered Loki. “That same boy with us at the meeting, Mr. Laufeyson. The young man with the lightning scar over his forehead.”
“I see.” Loki answered in a low tone. “The one with the glasses.”
“They’ve been friends since their school days, Mr.Laufeyson.” a Wizengamot official said. “ Quite the trouble the trio of them. I’ve known their little antics since they were at Hogwarts – quite the trouble they got themselves into – for the sake of saving the day.”
“Ah, the hero of her story.” Loki said and though the other found it amusing and Loki had a funny tone to it, Hermione felt that he didn’t find that little fact funny at all.
“Harry Potter is a war hero.” another wizard answered. “The Golden Trio. Bestfriends since Hogwarts days. We always thought and wondered why Miss Granger never really ended up with Mr. Potter.”
“Ah, yes, I agree.”
“Quite the duo of them if you ask me.”
“Brilliant and brave. What a combination their child would be.”
There were other references made but Hermione no longer heard the rest as she only then heard the lift came around to their floor.
She heard the lift open up and heard the people enter it and knew that Loki was left alone in by the elevator.
She sighed heavily and was read to walk to the other direction when she heard the footsteps turn slowly and a voice call out her name.

“Will you just remain hiding there?” he clearly asked in an amused tone.
Knowing they were alone in the corridor, she knew that she was red and busted.
Hermione rolled her eyes, sighing heavily and stopping on her tracks.
“No.” Hermione answered as she slowly stepped out, red in the face but still trying to look calm and collected.
She revealed herself and stared at his smug expression at catching her in that position.
“Did no one ever tell you that eavesdropping is highly rude?” he asked with a smile.
She was sure that he was quite amused and not the least irate at what she had done.
“I wasn’t eavesdropping.” Hermione defended herself with a raised eyebrow and tone. “I was planning to go down and take the lift and then I suddenly remembered that I forgot something.”
If there was anything Hermione Granger was ever bad at, it was lying.
And Loki Laufeyson already knew of it.
He smile even wider as he stepped forward her, arms crossed as his tall physique stared down at her as if trying to intimidate her.
“Stalking then.” Loki said with another smile but this time it seemed to be more than just a smug look over his face. “I’d prefer that over your white little lie, Miss Granger.”
“I wasn’t stalking you!” Hermione indignantly said now completely red in the face before him. “Who do you think you are? You got the nerve to tell me I’m stalking you. I’m not stalking you nor do I ever plan on ever doing that to you.”
He stared at her, a knowing look from his eyes and smile from the curve of his lips.
“I’m sure.” Loki said. “Well, since you’re here, let’s have some lunch then.”
She stared at him, still slightly surprised that his words earlier to the other members weren’t a bluff at all.
“They already served it upstairs.” Hermione said. “I’m having mine with Harry.”
If she had any intention with using Harry’s name in the sentence, the man before her certainly didn’t seem any way threatened at all.
“Ah, the bestfriend.” he said with a silky note in his voice. “Ofcourse, you’d like spending time with him. Like a brother, isn’t he? Mighty and valiant Harry Potter as they call him.”
Her fists clenched.
She wasn’t sure if it was because he was seemingly mocking Harry or because he pointed out to her that he was nothing like a brother to him.
She wasn’t even sure why she felt infuriating to his attitude right now towards her.
“He’s not my brother.” Hermione bluntly said unable to stop herself. “And whatever we have, that’s none of your business.”
“Ofcourse it’s none of my business.” Loki said with a nod at her. “You’ve been friends since you were young. Something about you and that Potter reminds me of my brother and some friend of ours, Lady Sif.”
There was something in his memory that made smile that told Hermione that the resemblance and comparison he had just given wasn’t something she should be pleased about.
“I’m going. Nice to see you today.” Hermione said and was about to move from him when he blocked her way.
“Move.” Hermione said irritably but he stepped forward and blocked her completely.
She looked up at him, his seemingly strong chest beneath his suit raising as he inhaled and slowly moving back down as he exhaled with what seemingly was a tensed inhale-exhale movement.
He looked down upon her, their proximity quite close for more than they seem to realize.

“Is there anything else you require of me?” Hermione asked him with a mock in her tone.
“Lunch.” Loki said with a smile at her. “Come have lunch with me.”
“I’m fine.” Hermione said trying to move again but he kept himself in place. “Please move.”
He looked down at her, their eyes meeting one another in a complete haze and Hermione realized how beautiful his blue eyes were at that close of a proximity.
They seemed to be more than beautiful but almost celestial.

“I thought we’re starting over last night?” he quietly asked her and Hermione couldn’t help but notice the change of tone in his voice. “And you heard me tell them we’re having lunch now that’s why I didn’t go with them.”
“Excuse me?” Hermione asked him in disbelief. “You told them. You didn’t even ask me or tell me about it earlier, didn’t you?”
“That’s why I’m telling you now.” Loki pointed out with a satisfied smirk over his face.
Something there had suddenly become personal, intimate.
“I was..” Hermione tried to find her voice. “You said.. you were.. you just said I’m a challenge. Why would I have lunch with you?”
He stared at her knowing she did hear that word from him.
He smiled, almost mockingly but restrained in a way.
He couldn’t be possibly any more amused at the way she was handling things and her reason for refusal of the lunch he had been inviting her into.
Hermione flushed even more.
“See.” Hermione said. “You won’t even deny it. You find me absolutely, dearly amusing, don’t you?”
“On the contrary, I take it seriously. Yes, you heard me. I find you challenging.” Loki said in an honest voice. “You’re not like.. the rest of them.”
“The rest of them.” Hermione repeated staring up at him with her blood beginning to boil. “I wouldn’t even want to imagine who these unfortunate people are that you’re comparing me to. Move, Laufeyson.”
He smiled down at her, his body relaxing a bit as he moved closer to her.
“No more of respectable titles now?” he asked her with a hint of smile and laughter in his tone that made Hermione angrier by the moment.
“I said, move.” Hermione repeated through gritted teeth.
He continued to stand there as if fascinated by her actions towards her.
Truly, he had never seen anything like her before.
Usually, women – Midgardian or Asgardian alike – they regarded him with fear, with interest and at that very moment, regardless of how she knew him, she felt neither towards him.

“Lunch. Just some lunch, Hermione Granger.” he offered yet again and Hermione was sure that sooner, she was going to give away to that offer.
“I have to ask Harry.” Hermione said moving a step away from him as he advanced.
“Your boyfriend?” Loki asked her. “Are you talking about another Harry?”
“I meant Harry Potter.” Hermione pointed out. “I need to ask him.”
“What for?” he asked her back and there was a hint of irritation in his tone. “Can you not do what you want? Does he have a say for everything that you do?”
“Ofcourse not.” Hermione irritably snapped at him.
“I thought he wasn’t your boyfriend.”
“He’s not.” Hermione snapped at him.
He stared at her, a crooked look over his face.
He brushed the tip of his well-formed nose with his elegant long fingers and sighed at her.
“I’m a little.. confused.” he silkily told her showing genuine interest in her words.
“I don’t understand why we’re still talking about this when I asked you to move.” Hermione repeated at him.
“I’m merely curious why his opinion on this matters.”
“His opinion on this doesn’t matter.”
“Well, perhaps why his opinion about us matters-“
“His opinion about us doesn’t matter.”
“Then I don’t see why his opinion over our lunch date still matters.”
“His opinion over our lunch date doesn’t matter.”
“Then he shouldn’t tell you what to do and where to be isn’t that so?”
“Ofcourse not.” Hermione said looking at him as if he was some idiotic person she was talking with. “He doesn’t exactly have a say on what I want to do with my life.”
“Then nobody would mind if you have a lunch date with me-“
“I said, he doesn’t have a say-“
“Good, then it’s a lunch date then.”
“Fine, it’s a lunch date.”
“Good. It’s a date then.”
“Yes, it’s a date-“
“Come on now-“
“Wait, it’s a what – hold on-“
She stopped just as he had reached forward and grabbed her wrist gently.
She looked back at her, realizing what they had been talking about and how he got her to agree once more to what he wanted.
“You’ve tricked me.” Hermione said in an awe-struck voice. “You little-“
“Mischief?” Loki repeated with a beautiful smile at her.
There was nothing but happiness written all over his face and Hermione couldn’t point out if it was genuine or not.
She sighed heavily at her stupidity and knew that this wasn’t going anywhere.
“Let’s go.” Loki said with an excited smile over his face. “I’ve got things to do and this date is atop the list.”
“Yes, a da- wait, a what?” Hermione asked, eyes wide at the realization.
He leaned forward her and his eyes captured her whole being.
At these times, Hermione wasn’t sure if his eyes were just tantalizing or there was just something in them that was seemingly hypnotizing her.
He reached and leaned forward, slowly taking her hand into his lips and she just stood there, frozen at the sight of him.
“Please come have lunch with me?” he asked in a gentle tone this time around. , the same gentleman back with her.
Her voice caught up in her throat and she heard the lift open and out came a couple of Ministry officials.
And for the world to see and hear, Loki took her hand and kissed the back of it.
“Let me get my coat Miss Granger before we head to our reserved lunch.”
The passing people nodded at their direction in recognition of who they met outside the elevators.
Without another word, Loki had turned from her with the same smug smile over his face and the winning moment for which he had once again, cheated her into agreeing into something she didn’t even want in the first place.

Or did she not really want?

Hermione returned quite late in the afternoon already from her lunch with Loki Laufeyson.
He had taken her at a café at a side of town she was rarely ever there.
There was a café at what looked like a newly established Riviera scenery and if she was going to be very honest with herself, she had enjoyed the so-called lunch date.
He had taken her to an Italian Café Restaurant and had ordered his usual tribune of – elegant dishes, fresh served cuisine and whatever best wine the place had to offer.
The first hour of the date had been nothing but a debate about the projects and Hermione’s constant snippets and snaps of things she didn’t like about it for which Loki pointed out that “you don’t like me, but you’re here because I somewhat interest you’ and that was the turning point of the conversation.
She realized that he was right and no point denying it.
So instead, they talked about the projects and she asked him his inspirations for these projects.
“A new world order.” as he had described it to her – simplicity, one rule order for everyone and a gallant and presumably pleasurable way of living for everyone no matter the level of their class in the society.
There were parts of his plans that Hermione didn’t like and parts that she had to admit interested her for these were mere small ideas she had before and never had the capacity or rather the finances to actually suggest, promote and execute to their government.
She had to admit that somehow, she was growing to be grateful of his existence in their government because he seemed to know how to sit down on a throne and understand what the society, the population and the government needs and needs to do with the resources given to them.
It was almost as if he had been sent by the gods.

“Don’t you miss your brother?”
Hermione had asked the question randomly at the near-end of their coffee and icecream dessert.
His eyes turned different, an upturned look over his face that quickly vanished as it had passed.
“He has different priorities.” Loki answered her with honesty as he continued to fish out the icecream from his small glass. “He has different plans and different ideas on things.”
“I think that’s hardly an answer to my question.” Hermione said leaning closer to the table and gaining both his gaze and attention. “Do you miss your brother?”
“He doesn’t miss me.” Loki shortly replied. “Why would I do the same?”
There was something like angst in his tone and in his eyes as he said those words.
It was straight, blunt and true and Hermione relaxed at the true version of Loki that she was seeing for that meant that he was beginning to trust her as he lowers his defenses in a way.
“Why do you ask this impertinent questions?” he asked her putting down his utensils and wiping his mouth with the napkin next to his plate.
He sat back down, eyes away from her and a curl turning at the sides of his lips.
Hermione stared back at him and he vaguely reminded her of Snape who had always looked this way once she or Harry and Ron irritated him about something.
“I never had any siblings.” Hermione honestly told him seeing that she needed to redirect her topic. “I always wondered what it felt like, to have a close relationship with such.”
“I’m not that close to my brother.” Loki interrupted her with spite.
“I don’t see it that way.” Hermione bluntly told him and his eyes snapped at up at. “More like some unresolved issues. But you do seem to miss him. And I would bet anything in this world that he does feel the same way for you.”
“You don’t know me, Miss Granger.”
“Are we onto titles now?” Hermione asked with a small smile on her lips.
She leaned closer the table, her hands almost touching his across the table.
He looked away again.
“Harry and my other friend Ron are closest to what I can get for a brother.” Hermione revealed to him and his eyes suddenly lit up, his face turned to her so quick that it could have hurt him somewhat.
Hermione smiled gently at him.
“Look, Harry is like a brother to me.”
“You’ve already told me that. There is no need to repeat it to me.” Loki told her with a small nod of his head.
“I’m not yet done.” Hermione told him and her feisty attitude gained his attention once more. “I don’t know your intentions, really. But if you would like us to be friends… you’ve got to be honest with me with a lot of things.”
“I am honest with you.” Loki said leaning closer the table now and without reservations, he reached out for her hand and held it. “I’ve been honest with you since I’ve meet you, Hermione.”
“Look, Loki.. this whole thing..” Hermione said unable to burden herself further. “I’ve just.. things are not just the way.. I don’t know you and…”
“Let me cut the chase very short, Hermione.” Loki said and his voice suddenly changed. “I am not one to chase around nor play with feelings. I am not fond of that at all.”
It was still deep but there was seriousness in them even if his eyes showed nothing but gentle honesty with her.
Hermione slowly turned red, she tried to withdraw her hand back from her but he held it a little tighter, longer.
“Loki-“
“I am interested with you, Hermione.” Loki finally said in clear voice with no hint of sarcasm or anything else but plain blunt expression of his feelings. “I am honest with you when I told you that I like you. I really do and I hope that you don’t take that against me.”
He stared back at her, beautiful blue eyes mesmerizing her and Hermione felt her insides scorching, turning and melting all at the same time.
She realized that she didn’t have an answer to that but Loki seemed to have read her mind.
“You don’t need to feel the same thing.” Loki said with a smile at her as he slowly let her hand go to make her feel more comfortable. “But I’ve thought I need to let you know about it so that you understand where I am coming from and why I am like this towards you.”
“Towards me?” Hermione repeated as she gently move her hand closer to herself.
“I am interested with no one else, Hermione.” Loki gently told her making sure their gazes doesn’t lose contact. “And if you would allow me to express my genuine intentions and honest feelings with you, I will show you that I can be a reasonable lover.”
Hermione’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open at this very straightforward expression of feelings.
She opened her mouth but no words were coming out of it and Loki didn’t seem to care whether she still comprehended the words he was saying.
“I’m honest and reasonable, Hermione. And from the moment I’ve met you, I’m quite sure of these feelings.”
“Feelings..” Hermione blurted out. “Can you just hold.. can you just…”
Hermione felt her chest constricting of pain, of things that she couldn’t just comprehend right at that moment.
She had felt and had a hunch that Loki had interest in her and well, for him to bluntly tell her these things or rather feelings, felt awkward for her.
Now she was sure that he wasn’t English and that he had come from a different place to be this honest with her about his feelings.
Where the hell did this man come from?

“I don’t know what to say.” Hermione managed after a while.
“As I’ve said, you don’t have to say anything.” Loki said with a curt nod and understanding as he slowly withdraw himself back to his seat, leaning away from her. “But I felt I need to be honest with you with my feelings to keep us from running and walking round in blind spots and trying to figure one another out.”
She stared back at him, he was still smiling and she couldn’t tell if anything has changed in those feelings after her no-answer kind of answer to him.
“Look, Loki..” she sighed heavily with a smile. “I appreciate this… I really do.. I really do. I’m just not.. I don’t know.. I’ve been working for so long and I’m not sure I can do this.. this.. this requires going out, dating and a lot-“
“Are we not on a date?” Loki asked her with a knowing smile. “Is this not making time for one another as you call it?”
She opened her mouth and closed it.
She was going to lose this battle.
“Are you not interested?” Loki asked her then.
“No..” Hermione said but quickly took it back. “No, yes.. I mean.. what I mean..”
“Tell me exactly what you mean.” Loki said with one of those smiles again.
His eyes were straight at her, his intentions full and his attention just with her.
“Feelings..” Hermione began and she felt herself slightly palpitating, “Feelings.. well.. this.. relationship.. I mean..”
She was turning bloody red and she felt horrible about the whole all of It because Loki was listening intently to her, hanging to her words and for the truth in them.
How dare she talk about honesty.
“Are you not interested?”
“It’s not like that.” Hermione breathed out feeling all the pressure in the world. “It’s just that..”
“Be honest with me, Hermione.” Loki said with a certain look over his eyes. “Nothing you say might perhaps not affect me anymore.”
She stared back at him, truly unknowing on what to tell him.
“Hermione?”
“Feelings are a lot of work.” Hermione suddenly said unable to stop herself as truth came out of her mouth like some leaked dam that couldn’t be closed. “It’s a lot of work to deal with.. it’s.. I don’t know.. I’ve never been… not really and I’m not sure about it.”
She stared back at him, breathless and afraid of what he has to say.
But he just stared at her as if what she had just said was something trivial, something very small in comparison to the subject at hand.
Hermione sighed heavily knowing she must’ve sounded like an idiot and just wanted to take it all back and leave him there.
Loki stared back at her, an unwavering look over his eyes and was unsure how really to answer her answer to him.
He opened his mouth to say something with a smile at the ends of his lips when Hermione held both her hands up to stop him from saying anything.
Loki stared back at her with a look over his face and opened his mouth in another attempt when Hermione interrupted him with her words but just then something happened.
A loud, horrible and grueling and heavy thug and explosion had suddenly come out from nowhere and before Hermione knew it, they were both up blasted off in the air from the impact.
She knew that something horribly had happened right then and there when echoes of screams around her vibrated in her ears and the fiery feel of fire and the blast that ejected them both from their place.
Her eyes very wide as her mind tried to comprehend fast what was happening and before she could even attempt to pull her wand from the inside of her robes, a second explosion happened but this time around it felt different.
Her eyes moved fast and turned to Loki and she caught his eye.
There was no panic nor fear in his eyes – nothing but the look of determination and bravery were written in them.
He had reached out and grasped her tightly around the arms securing her in their proximity as he pulled her to him in that fast motion as the explosion had come.
Hermione felt it was so fast and yet she had lived it in a slow motion.
And before she could black out from the blast of the impact, she felt something like blood graze her cheeks from the glasses that shattered around them, she heard nothing but his voice in her ear with a loud and clear tone.
“I’ve got you.” Loki’s voice came with the tight embrace he covered her into as he used his body to shield her from their landing or anything coming their way from the impact.
And everything else turned black.
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