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Chapter 20
Hermione stared at the spot where Loki had disappeared. What had he meant about the Serpent killing her? Did he think she would fail in her mission to stop it? Or, the fear inside her grew, was he planning to wake it up himself? He had said that chaos was amusing, after all…
Hermione looked around the living room and tried to decide what she should do first. Search the house? No, Loki had taken his magical wardrobe; she doubted there was anything else in the house he would care about her finding.
Her eyes fell on the still unconscious Riddle. Should she kill him now when she had the chance? She was still furious that he had tried to sell her off to Loki again.
Alas, her most important mission was to care of the Serpent. Loki hadn't said he would try and awaken it; just that he didn't plan on stopping it. But just in case he did, she had to deal with the Serpent now and cast the spells.
She knew the spell perfectly, but she couldn't control serpents the way it needed to be done. If there was a chance that Loki would try to awaken the Serpent, she would need Riddle to do it.
Sighing, she went over to him and kicked him, not too gently, on the hip. He woke up with a groan, fumbling for his wand.
"He's gone," Hermione said coldly, Riddle's wand safe in her pocket. Just because she needed him didn't mean she had to trust him. "Get up, we need to leave for the South Pole immediately."
"Where is my wand?" Riddle asked, pushing himself to his feet.
"You can have it back later. We need to stop the Serpent."
Riddle rolled his eyes. "So I've been told. But—"
"No, we need to do it now. I think Loki is planning to unleash it," Hermione said, urgency in her voice. Riddle didn't want to world to end either, after all.
He did look taken aback. "What happened after I passed out?"
"Loki offered to save me from the upcoming Apocalypse. I declined. He told us to leave Sweden and since we have to stop the Serpent, we will," Hermione summarised.
Riddle looked at her weirdly. "You mean he actually said that he would unleash the Serpent? Why now?"
Hermione frowned. "No, he didn't say he would, he just hinted that he was willing to save me from it."
"All that really says is that he has a poor taste in women," Riddle remarked, and before Hermione had a chance to object, he continued. "But he didn't actually say he would wake it up, then?"
"No, but he said that he would enjoy the chaos it would bring," Hermione said, not understanding why Riddle was playing twenty questions with her. They had to move!
"Huh. Then it's probably more likely that he can't wake it up, he just wants to stop us from putting it to sleep again," Riddle concluded.
Hermione was forced to agree that his conclusion sounded reasonable. Salazar had told her that it was the wizards of Asgard who had put the Serpent under the spell, not Loki. It was possible that the wizards had put up wards around the Serpent so Loki wouldn't be able to awaken it himself. Just stop others from attempting it. However, if worse came to worst, they had entrusted the safeguarding of the world to the only people who could control it: Loki's descendants.
Then Hermione remembered something else Salazar had said. "Loki has been teaching you spells to make you stronger, magically!"
Riddle frowned. "What does that have to do with anything?"
"Salazar told me that the Serpent was sensitive to the magic of Loki's descendants. You and me. It started to wake up now because of the war you started! And now Loki has made you even stronger! I didn't think it made sense for him to teach you all of that, but what if he had done it so that the Serpent will feel it and wake up faster?"
Worry flashed through Riddle's eyes. "Right. I guess we have to move fast, then."
But then he suddenly paused, looking thoughtful. "Why is it so important for him that we leave Sweden, though? Loki told you to leave the country."
Hermione sighed. "I don't know and I don't care. We can figure that out after we have stopped the world from ending. Now let's go!"
When Riddle still didn't seem inclined to leave, Hermione's patience disappeared. She grabbed his arm and Apparated them both back to Riddle's flat. The moment they landed, Riddle pulled his arm back from her.
"Granger," he growled. "He is clearly hiding something from us here, we should search his place and—"
"No," she interrupted. "We will do what we said we'd do when we left Hogwarts. We'll stop the Serpent. I'll do the enchantment, and you'll speak to it. Then we'll go our separate ways."
Riddle crossed his arms. "Is that so?"
"Yes," Hermione hissed, withdrawing her wand. "It's clear that you hold no regard for me whatsoever, and I'll not spend one second longer than necessary with you."
"While that is true, I believe we had an agreement," Riddle said, his voice getting a threatening edge.
"Loki is about to end the world, you bloody stupid flobberworm!" Hermione bellowed. "Our agreement doesn't matter if we are both dead!"
Riddle's wand had twitched, but after staring at her for a couple of seconds, he suddenly relaxed. "I highly doubt I will die. Though it seems likely that you will, so very well. I will help you. On one, no, two conditions."
Hermione stared at him. How could he be negotiating now? Well, he was a stubborn bastard so it was better to just get it over with. "What?"
"Before we leave Sweden, we'll go back to Odin's grave," he said, and then held up a finger when Hermione opened her mouth to stop him. "And, two, once we have saved the world, you'll let me prepare you to find Loki again so he can inseminate you."
Her mouth fell open in shock. "What?"
Riddle shrugged. "You were the one who made a sex oath with Loki, and he has told you what he is expecting of you. So unless you wish to die in some twenty, thirty years, once you hit menopause, you will agree to this."
"And you don't think that a better course of action would be to find a way out of the oath?" Hermione wondered, aggravated. "I didn't think you would be so eager to do something Loki wanted."
Riddle looked at her in a patronising way. "Very well, first I will lend you some literature about sex oaths, so you can comprehend how utterly fucked you are. Pun intended."
She glared at him. "I agree to go to Odin's grave, and I'll read your books about sex oaths, but I'll deal with this pregnancy-issue myself."
He crossed his arms. "Then good luck stopping the Serpent without me."
"Riddle!" she exclaimed. "You will die!"
He huffed. "No I won't."
"Yes you will, because I'll personally kill you!"
He snorted. "No you won't."
"I'll get the Serpent to help me," Hermione muttered darkly.
Riddle looked very unimpressed. "Unless you can come up with an actual threat, will you agree so we can get started? I do believe we were on a tight schedule."
Deciding that she would just have to kill him once the Serpent was taken care of, Hermione nodded.
"I will need my wand back," Riddle said, holding out his hand.
Growling, she handed it to him, but held her wand ready for defence. She wouldn't put it past him to try and curse her for taking his wand in the first place.
Riddle, however, didn't do anything but walk into the bedroom. Perhaps he had seen that she was ready and was just waiting for an opening, or he was more concerned about the Serpent than he let on. Either way, Hermione followed.
"There, all packed," Riddle said, after collecting all his things with a swish of his wand. "Let's go."
This time, he Apparated them.
They landed with a crack at the same place they had landed the last time, and quickly made their way down to the burial mound. Ignoring all the Muggles that were wandering around, admiring the burial mounds, they came to the magical opening and stepped through. Hermione got the same feeling of bafflement she had every time she went on to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. How could Muggles not see them disappear? But there were no cries of surprise coming from behind them, thus, she thought they were safe.
"What are you looking for?" Hermione asked, as Riddle started to walk around inside the grave.
"I'm not—" Riddle began, but was interrupted by another voice.
"You just couldn't leave it alone, could you?" Loki had appeared at the opening, looking grim.
Hermione groaned, and withdrew her wand. When Riddle had mentioned wanting to go here, she had suspected that he wanted to do it because he thought Loki didn't want them to come here. Because she had suspected as much. It seemed she had been right.
"Meddlesome kids," Loki said, with a sigh, raising his hands.
Knowing that he intended to kill them, Hermione conjured up the strongest shield she could think of. But would it be enough? At the other side of Odin's grave, Riddle attacked.
The next few things happened very quickly. When Hermione's shield took effect, she felt something very strange happen. Suddenly, it dissolved and a thin white light appeared in Odin's casket, hitting her straight in the chest. At the same time, Loki stopped the curse Riddle had sent, and sent his own towards Riddle. Riddle threw himself behind the casket, evading the curse, and rolled over to her side. He had just managed to get into a sitting position when Hermione fell backwards.
The white light had made her lose all control over her body. She fell right into Riddle's chest, and he let out an "oomph!".
Fear filled her, as she felt her mouth opening of its own accord. She could feel something else inside her body, something foreign.
"Loki," she said, but it wasn't her who said it. The voice sounded a bit like hers, but raspier. It was Odin. She wasn't sure how she could tell, but she could.
"Oh fucking fantastic," Loki muttered, and Hermione could see him conjuring up a shield of his own.
Still with no control over her body, she felt herself move to her feet. "You haven't changed, little brother. Still trying to kill your own kin."
"When you have a hobby you are really good at, why change it?" Loki replied.
Inside her, she could feel Odin ignoring the remark. "But you won't kill these two. Not today. They have a mission to complete."
"So I've heard. Heimdall's mission to Narfi's offspring. But how do you expect them to succeed? You can't protect them once they leave this mound, and they can't stop my darling from inside here."
Inside her head, she could hear chanting begin in a language she didn't understand. Yet, just as she had sensed that this was Odin, she sensed what he was meaning to do. It was a banishing spell.
Her arm rose, and magic much more powerful than what she was used to flew out, shattering Loki's shield and hitting him straight in the chest. An expression of anger flashed across his face, before he disappeared.
"Go now, children," Odin said through her. "Loki will be back, but I cannot say if it will be tomorrow or next moon. He was well-versed in travelling between the realms in my days. He will find a way back."
"Can you tell us how to kill him?" Riddle had got to his feet again as well, and was standing next to her.
"We thought we killed him in my days," Odin said, and Hermione felt a deep sorrow flash through her. "His revenge was horrible. He killed me and many with me. Heimdall managed to sever his head from his body in the end. But it appears he survived that as well."
Odin paused and looked at Riddle. "But everything and everyone dies in the end. So will Loki. Come back here, once you have put the Serpent to rest again. Together, I believe we will find a way."
Odin's presence left Hermione's body. She would have fallen if Riddle hadn't caught her.
She took a couple of deep breaths before she was able to stand on her own. She felt shaky, but strangely alert.
"Let's go," she finally said. "We have a Serpent to take care of."
For once, Riddle didn't argue with her.
xxx
Tom procured a flying carpet for them and put his own spells on it to make it fly fast and safe. It would be impossible to Apparate all the way to the South Pole, and they would need to have some place to dive from. The carpet wouldn't be washed away by the currents.
He knew plenty of transfigurations, magical plants and potions that would enable them to survive in such deep waters, but as they prepared themselves for departure, he wasn't sure which one he should use. Gillyweed was good since it would make their bodies adapt completely to life under water, but the downside was that they would have to eat it every hour. If they ran into trouble, it could be hard to clock it. A transfiguration had the same effect, but was hard to do. He knew he could do it, but he didn't think Granger would be able to pull it off. It was highly advanced magic, and even if she could learn it, it would take too much time, and the risks of something going wrong were too great. Every other, smaller transfiguration and spell wouldn't be able to last so deep down in the ocean.
That left the option of potions. They didn't have time to brew the one they needed, but Tom knew just who to steal from to get it. A quick detour to London, and then they were on their way on the carpet, across the Atlantic Ocean.
"Merlin, I hate flying," Granger groaned. She was sitting in the middle of the carpet, making sure she couldn't look down on either side.
Tom filed away that useful information of her weakness and then continued going through his bag. The Merepotion would let them live comfortably underwater for days, surviving both pressure and cold, but there was still the problem of defence and possibly food. The locator spell Granger knew told them that they would have to travel almost four miles down into the ocean. Even with the Merepotion, it would be tiresome to travel that far and it would easily take them several hours. If they ran into trouble, it would take even longer.
They knew there were dangerous and poisonous things in the ocean, but what would they encounter? He was sure he could defend himself against the more obvious threats, like big fishes with large teeth, but even the smaller creatures in the ocean could be potentially lethal.
Hopefully, there would be few creatures that could cause magical problems down there. Wizards had been able to explore the ocean a lot more than Muggles had, but the general consensus was that few magical creatures liked to live in the deeper parts of the ocean. But then again, no one had discovered the Serpent, so who knew?
During their three hour flight, he read up on all possible spells they could need. Some of them were standard, but he did find a nifty repellent spell that would keep almost all magical mer-creatures away. After having cast that over them, he was confident that they were ready. It would only take standard attack spells to repel normal creatures.
He looked at Granger who was stubbornly staring into a bowl of water. Slytherin had shown her how to locate the Serpent, and they had agreed that she would give the directions.
"Stop," Granger finally said.
Tom lowered the carpet until they were just a few inches above the water surface. It was night, which it almost always was this close to the South Pole at this time of the year. Only the moon lit up the water around them. It was strangely unnerving to be surrounded by that much water. The closest land was Antarctica, which was over thirty miles south of them. If something went wrong— No, nothing would go wrong. He was Lord Voldemort. He always survived.
"We had better start," he said, and removed his cloak. "This will be troublesome as it is, without having to worry about Loki showing up."
Granger nodded and removed her own cloak. He could see her shiver from the cold. He had placed a heating charm over the carpet, but that was hardly enough in this weather. Thankfully, they should be comfortable enough once they had taken the potion and got into the water.
They stripped down to their underwear and packed their clothes in his bag. He handed her a bottle, and she took it, her hand shaking. He wondered if it was just the cold, or if she was nervous as well. He hoped the former; he had no patience for comforting a scared girl.
Luckily for her, she didn't do anything but drink the potion in one go. He did the same, grimacing slightly. It tasted as salty as the ocean around them smelt. Even the texture reminded him of salt water, leaving his mouth dry.
Granger let out a gasp as her body quickly began to transform. Her skin turned green-blue and scaly, her feet started growing and skin started to form between her toes. He could feel the same thing happening to himself, and almost dropped his wand when skin began to grow between his fingers.
Retaining the grip on his wand, he made the carpet underneath them vanish into his bag, and they fell into the water with a huge splash. Granger let out a shriek in surprise, but it was cut short when they went under the water.
Tom quickly found his bearings. With the potion having finished doing its work, it felt as natural to be under the water as it usually felt being on land. His eyes quickly adapted to the darkness and the water and his wand seemed to function as well. However, now it also let out bubbles when he lighted the tip.
Granger seemed to have a bit more trouble getting herself together. Her hair kept getting in her eyes, and silent curses came out of her mouth in the shape of bubbles. He could still understand what she was saying, though.
Rolling his eyes, he swam over to her and grasped her hair, tying it together at the nape of her neck with a spell. That should last the rest of their journey.
"Thanks," Granger muttered.
"You're welcome," he said. "Shall we begin descending, then?"
Granger glanced downwards. Even with their adjusted eyesight and Tom's lit wand, they weren't able to see more than a few feet downwards. The water beyond that lay dark and foreboding.
"Yes," Granger said, lighting her wand as well. "Let's get this over with."
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