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Serpent of the World	By : TheLadyMiya Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 9486 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hello people! The sun is shining outside and I'm sitting inside with the computer as it should be. As always, Ozzy is the amazing beta of this chapter so many hugs and kisses to her! I also want to thank everyone who has read, reviewed and rated this story!
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Chapter 19
Tom carried the unconscious Granger up the driveway to Loki's house. It was late, the sun had already set, and it was getting darker by the minute. He and Granger had planned as much as they could, until Tom's agreement with Loki kicked in. Tom expected that the other wizard would sense their arrival, and was indeed greeted by the door opening.
Loki didn't look surprised to see Tom, but his mouth was pressed together in ill-concealed displeasure.
"Don't knock up my sister," Tom said calmly, and used Granger's body to push against Loki, and let them in.
She wasn't that heavy, but carrying her for more than a couple of minutes put some strain on his arms, and he wanted to put her down somewhere soon. He dropped her on the sofa, and flexed his arms.
Loki kneeled next to the sofa and brought his wand out, starting to scan her body.
"How did you find out?" Loki asked.
"I know you have fucked. Did you honestly think you would be able to perform a pregnancy ritual without me finding out? What were you planning to create?"
Loki sighed. "Never mind that now, it's gone. Such a shame. I wasn't going to let her find out. It would have been over in another two weeks. Did you tell her?"
"Of course I did. She was quite distressed," Tom smiled. "I think you'll find it hard to lure her into your bed again."
Loki regarded Granger in silence for a moment, then he looked up at Tom again. The displeasure had left his face and been replaced by anger.
"We had an agreement," Loki snarled.
"It didn't include Granger being pregnant."
"No, but it did include me doing whatever I wished with her as long as I didn't kill her. This was harmless."
"Yes, but you only got to do what you wished with her when you had her, at night. She is pregnant all the time," Tom pointed out calmly.
Loki slowly circled the sofa and came to stand right in front of Tom. Tom crossed his arms, standing his ground. It would take a lot more than a cold, angry glare and an invasion of his personal space to intimidate him.
"Would you rather it was your heir inside her belly?" Loki asked softly.
Tom huffed. "We are Blood-siblings, no matter who fathered the child, it will be my heir."
"So that's it then? You want to approve of the father," Loki concluded. "But I wonder, will anyone be good enough for you?"
"I'm not in a hurry, she is still young," Tom responded, in the same soft tone that Loki used.
Loki chuckled and moved a hand up to Tom's face, stroking his cheek. "I know you have thought about it, Tom. No one has met your standards so far, and no one will. So how old do you think she'll be when you decide to take matters into your own hands? 25? 30? 40?"
Tom smiled back and slowly put his fingertips against Loki's chest. It still bothered him that Loki was taller than him, but he could still play the same game as Loki did.
"Do you really think the thought of fucking Granger would put me off so much that I'd allow you to do it?" It was absurd, of course. He didn't need to fuck Granger to have heirs, he could just fuck some other woman and force Granger to take care of the kid, teaching it what it needed to know. But if Loki thought he could throw Tom off guard by making him jealous, he had another thing coming.
Loki tilted his head, showing his teeth in a grin. "You know, she told me about the Serpent."
"I made her tell me everything," Tom answered, smiling as well. He had realised Loki was testing him the moment he had started to talk about his approval for fatherhood. "I know about the oath too, so don't waste my time with clever word games."
"It must annoy you that she doesn't know what I'm planning for you," Loki said fondly, stroking Tom's cheek.
"You won't live to go through with it," Tom promised, mimicking his tone.
Loki's hand came up behind his head, and the next second, his lips were pressed against Tom's. Tom returned the violent kiss and let his hands travel to Loki's back, down to the hem of his shirt. His right hand sneaked underneath the shirt and stroked the soft, warm flesh.
Then, he attacked. He pressed his hand against Loki's spine and focused on the blood curse he had prepared earlier. Loki grew stiff in his arms, and Tom removed his mouth from Loki's and let Loki's head fall against Tom's shoulder.
"You taught Hermione and me a bit too much," he whispered into Loki's ear.
He could feel Loki fighting the spell he was under, so he turned to the sofa.
"Time to wake up, Granger," he called out.
Granger groaned as she got up from the sofa. "I hate that spell."
"Yes, well, it was important that you only appeared unconscious. Now help me get him to the sofa. He is heavier than you."
Making sure to not lose contact with Loki's flesh, Tom and Granger managed to manoeuvre him onto the sofa.
"Why did you kiss him?" Granger asked, while sitting down on the sofa on the opposite side of the coffee table. "I mean, I heard kissing."
"I needed a reason to touch him," Tom stated, sitting on the edge of the sofa, and moving his hand to Loki's chest. "So when I noticed that he wanted to, I let him."
"But why would he want to kiss you?" Granger asked, clearly surprised at the notion.
"I'm a very attractive man," he reminded her, frowning as he felt a stirring underneath his hand. Loki was stronger than he had anticipated. "Give me the spear."
Granger retrieved her beaded bag from underneath her shirt and opened it, picking up Odin's spear.
"Come here," Tom ordered. "Push it through here."
He motioned with his other hand towards the area where Granger should push the spear in. It was right above the hip.
"Make sure it goes straight through, into the sofa," Tom said.
He half expected Granger to cringe at the notion of pushing a spear through the body of another person. However, her face was set in determination when she aimed and pushed the spear downwards, through the soft body. Blood welled up from the wound, but since she didn't remove it, there wasn't as much as there could have been. Once it was through, Tom removed his hand. He wouldn't have been able to keep the curse paralysing Loki much longer, but he didn't want Loki to know that.
"Helvetes jävlar förbannade—" Loki moaned, as he got his voice back. Tom didn't need to understand the words to know that he was swearing.
"That's for making me pregnant," Granger hissed at him, keeping a firm grip on the spear.
Loki took a couple of shallow breaths, then glared at Granger. "We have an agreement, Hermione. I taught you, you owe me."
"You didn't specify that the pregnancy was what I owed you," Granger growled.
"Now you know," Loki hissed back. "You owe me a child."
Tom sighed. He had feared this would happen. If he specified what he meant, Granger was bound by the oath she had taken to provide it. Well, one problem at a time.
"First you have to be capable of fathering the child," Tom reminded him sweetly. "You can't do that if you are dead."
Loki snorted, glancing at the spear. "I can't deny that it hurts, but this won't kill me."
"No, I didn't think it would. But I think that between me and Hermione, we will be able to work something out, Loki."
Loki's eyes flickered from Tom to Granger. Then he sighed. "I knew it was just a matter of time." He paused and then glanced up at Hermione again. "It wasn't an accident."
"No," Granger confirmed. Tom smiled and made a mental note to himself not to ever let Granger give anyone he needed a blow job. Especially not if she seemed eager to do it.
"I don't see why you would do all this though," Loki muttered, making a gesture towards the spear. "Haven't I been reasonable thus far?"
"You tortured me and made her pregnant," Tom reminded him.
Loki waved it away. "We are family, it's expected. I took you both in and taught you what you wanted to know. Is it strange if want something in return?"
"Yes, let's talk about what it is you want in return," Tom said, putting his wand against Loki's chest, sending out another blood curse.
Loki growled in pain, his whole body tensing. However, he didn't react as violently as Tom had hoped. He let the curse go.
"What are you planning?" Tom continued.
Loki relaxed again. Clearly, having a spear through his belly wasn't enough torture for him. Well, it had been long since Tom had a challenge. If Loki didn't talk, he had several things he wanted to try.
"I don't see why we have to be so violent about this," Loki answered, sounding bored. "I've been on the giving or receiving end of every torture known to mankind at one point or another."
"I'm very creative," Tom assured him.
Loki gave him a condescending smile. "Clearly not. If you had tried every torture there is, you would come to find that there are far better ways to get information. You catch more flies with honey, after all."
"We want to kill you," Granger said hotly, interrupting Tom before he had a chance to say anything else. "How would you suggest we get that information out of you?"
"You don't want to kill me," Loki said, looking certain of himself. "I can give you both everything you have ever wanted."
Granger snorted. "I highly doubt that, since mine and Riddle's dreams are in contradiction to each other."
"I didn't say I would help you both, just that I could," Loki responded sweetly. "You want Tom dead, Hermione. I can make it happen."
"Why would I choose you over him?" Granger asked him, face full of disbelief.
"Because I've been in the world for thousands of years, and it's still standing. Imagine what would happen if he had a thousand years. And, Tom, I can make you immortal for real," Loki said, giving him a wink. "You won't find out without me. It's not in any book. The last person besides me who knew how it was done died a very long time ago. Or rather, was killed."
"You are trying to play us off against each other again," Tom remarked tiredly. "Haven't you realised it won't work?"
"It worked wonders," Loki replied softly. "I got you to throw her out, didn't I?"
"It won't work again," Granger objected. "We know what you are up to now."
"Aren't you torturing me because you don't know what I'm up to?" Loki questioned innocently.
Granger answered by twisting the spear, making Loki groan again.
"You are quite right, of course," Tom said calmly. "Shall we get started then?"
"If it's all the same to you, I think I'll pass on the torture today," Loki said.
What happened next was so fast that not even Tom could say exactly what happened. He saw Loki make a circling motion with his left index finger. Tom found himself spinning around, losing his grip on Loki. How Loki was able to do magic, he would never be quite certain about. He guessed Loki must have done something to him when they kissed. Something so insignificant that Tom hadn't even felt it at the time. Moving an object, or a person in this case, didn't require much magic. However, once Tom lost the skin-to-skin contact with Loki, the spell over him broke.
Before Tom could turn back around, he heard Granger gasp, and then the thud of something hitting the wall. Just as he managed to return to his feet, the spear hit the floor with a "clonk".
Tom withdrew his wand, but Loki was already standing, his own wand in his hand. As Tom watched, the wound in Loki's belly closed up, without leaving a trace. Behind him, Granger was getting back on her feet.
"I could kill you right now if you give me a reason to do so," Loki commented, his eyes locked on Tom. "I would prefer not to, since we are family, but you should know that it hasn't stopped me in the past."
Out of the corner of his eye, Tom could see Granger raise her wand.
"Don't," Tom told her, still looking at Loki. "He is talking to you."
Granger looked baffled, but did lower her hand.
"Come and stand next to your brother, love," Loki ordered her.
Granger sighed and slowly made her way around Loki. She still had her wand in her hand.
"So what now?" Granger asked, seemingly annoyed.
"As I see it, we are still bound by the oaths we have taken," Loki said. "I can overlook this … incident, if you two promise to behave."
Tom was disappointed that raw force hadn't been able to stop Loki. However, he had almost expected that. Thus, he already knew what he was going to do next. Granger would no doubt try to kill him for this.
He disarmed her before she had a chance to react and paralysed her. She fell down on the sofa behind them.
Loki looked at him, amused. "I thought it would be you."
"Show me how to become immortal, and I'll let you do whatever you like with her," Tom said, and he could almost feel the hatred coming from Granger behind him.
"Why am I not surprised that you are willing to throw your own sister under the bus?" Loki mused. "You must take after me."
Tom glanced back at Granger, and she was indeed looking at him with fury in her eyes. He wondered if there was any way he could safely tell her his plans. Clearly, the best way to kill Loki was to figure out how he had become immortal. He had practically said so himself. Tom had no qualms about using Loki and then killing him. But it was a risk if Loki used Granger against him again. And Loki would no doubt try to gain the upper hand in any way he could to make sure Tom didn't do exactly what he planned to do.
Well, one thing at the time. "Teach me now and I'll leave."
"Dear me, you really think it's that simple?" Loki asked condescendingly. "I can teach you, but it will take time. Quite a bit of time, from your point of view. It's not a spell or transformation. It's a higher state of magical awareness. You will first have to come to terms with the fact that everything you have learned about magic is a lie. It will be hard for you. You are old, set in your beliefs."
Tom crossed his arms. "How convenient. Let me guess, I have to travel far away on some quest which will have me occupied for years. Which will give you the time to do what you have planned to do with Hermione."
"Now that you mention it, I do think it will give me enough time, yes. But why do you care? You gave her to me."
"I care if you go back on your promise to make me immortal," Tom replied calmly.
"Of course."
Loki gave him no warning. He didn't move a single muscle, and yet, Tom could feel the magic creeping up around him, suffocating him. He slashed with his wand, trying to get loose from whatever it was. Yet, when he aimed at Loki, nothing seemed to touch him. The lack of air was making him panic. His survival instincts had always been strong. He tried to run away, anything to get away from the magic. But something made him stumble, and he fell to the floor.
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Hermione couldn't see what had happened to Riddle, but one minute, he started to make strange noises and the next, she heard something heavy hit the floor. The spell she was under dissolved, and she flew up, wand out, ready to hex the backstabbing son-of-a-bitch she unhappily called her brother.
She was disappointed to see that Riddle was already unconscious, but sent a stinging hex for good measure. He didn't move.
"If it's any consolation, I do think he meant to save you once he became immortal," Loki said, reminding her that Riddle was far from her biggest problem.
Turning towards him, she lowered her wand, but kept it firmly in her hand. "Just so he could use me."
"Doubtless. Just as you were using him. And I was using you," Loki remarked softly.
"So now what?" she asked. She knew that she didn't stand a chance against him in a duel, and she wasn't sure how on earth she could manipulate her way out of this. The only thing she could think of was keeping her head cool.
"I enjoy doing business with you much more than I like doing business with him," he responded. "I would offer to take you away to some far off country where we could start a new life together, but you don't want that, do you?"
"I still have to take care of the Serpent," she spat. "Or are you offering to help me with that?"
He sighed. "Catastrophes happen all the time. They did long before you were born, and will continue to do so long after you are dead. Why bother?"
"Because I care," Hermione answered, getting aggravated as well as scared. Did Loki really intend for the Serpent to rise? "I can't control things that happened before I was born, but I can and will do my very best to change things for the better while I live, for me and my friends. You should try it."
"Why would I, when chaos is so amusing? And who told you that you are the one that has to take care of everyone else's problems? I can give you a very good life. Hell, tell me who your friends are, and I'll save them too, so you won't have to miss them."
It became perfectly clear to Hermione that Loki wasn't going to change his mind. Well, neither was she.
Her defiance must have been visible on her face because Loki sighed. "Take your brother and leave Sweden. You may want me dead, but luckily for you, I don't share the sentiment."
"That's it?" Hermione asked in disbelief, suddenly side-tracked from her worries of the Serpent. "I thought you said I owed you a child and all that?"
"Ah, yes," he said, suddenly smiling. "Well, you have until you hit menopause to find me and beg me to inseminate you. If you find yourself infertile before that … well, you'll die. But maybe the Serpent will kill you before that happens…"
His comment made her furious, but before Hermione had time to say another word, Loki aimed his wand at the magical wardrobe next to him. It disappeared.
"Goodbye for now, Hermione. It has been a pleasure." He made a mock bow, and with that, he disappeared. No sound was made as he left, like during a normal Disapparation, he simply vanished.
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