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Across the Universe	By : Marionne25 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 5055 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Notes:
Thoughts anyone on the Hermione/Loki crossover pairing?

III
The Incident

“That was still stupid.” Harry told Hermione as he handed her a cup of hot chocolate. “I don’t know which part of that was the most stupid from it all.”
“Why don’t you just tell me that I am the one you’re pointing out to be stupid?” Hermione snapped at him lowering the mug and crossing her arms over her chest.
Harry shook his head in disgust.
“Yeah.” Harry muttered going back to his own mug of coffee. “Maybe I should.”
She opened her mouth to argue but no words came out because she knew that Harry had a point and at this very moment, he was also very angry with her.

It took her half an hour to get enough people at the Ministry to find out exactly what has happened.
And roughly a few hours later, nothing was found out.
Things inside the building were in order and working and nothing was missing.

She sighed, scratching her forehead and trying to explain it all to her bestfriend.
“Harry, I’m a Ministry worker.” Hermione explained as she took the cup of hot chocolate and took a sip from it. “It’s my job to-“
“Correction.” Harry interrupted her as he eyed her closely. “It is an Auror’s job. You’re not an Auror.”
Hermione blinked, insulted beyond her wits despite that Harry was telling her the truth for her sake and not to mock her.
She looked angrily back at him but she didn’t say anything as he sat opposite her with his Auror badge gleaming before his full uniform.
He was glaring back at her with such fierceness in his eyes that Hermione could tell that he was really angry with her.
She buried her face in her hands and heavily sighed back at her.
“Harry-“
“No, Hermione.” Harry said folding his arms. “Do you know how dangerous that was? I know you have a wand and you’re feeling pretty adventurous –
“I wasn’t feeling-“
“I’m sorry but I bloody don’t care at this very moment how you were feeling back then. It was the middle of the night, Hermione – and you were alone – and outside the premises and protections of the spells of the Ministry-“
“Harry, I think I can fend and defend myself, thanks.” Hermione spat back at her putting the hot chocolate back down on the table and glaring back at him.
He shook his head and buried his face in his hands in frustration.
“This isn’t some Spew-“
“S.P.E.W-“ she corrected through gritted teeth. “And I didn’t say-“
“My point is – this isn’t some Dumbledore’s Army adventure that you can-“
“Now you’re calling it that after we’ve all benefited from it – back then it was a way good idea for you and now-“
“That’s not my point!” Harry angrily interrupted her as he stood up, halfway into losing it.
Hermione stared right back up at him, speechless.

“You were alone.” Harry emphasized the word. “Alone, Hermione and you just went wanting to go against this – this man – this man with powers you can’t even describe what exactly-“
“I just told you he doesn’t have a wand – he could be doing wandless-“
“Exactly my point. We don’t know what kind of magic he was – you’re the one who described that he’s using some sort of magic that-“
“Why are you getting mad at me?!” Hermione suddenly said. “I called you – I called and woke the whole Auror Department and you’re here and you’re going to solve it all-“
“My point is that it was dangerous – and this isn’t any game or-“
“I went Horcrux hunting with you for months and I helped you defeat –“
“MY POINT HERMIONE IS THAT IT WAS DANGEROUS AND YOU WERE FUCKING ALONE!” Harry angrily screamed back at her, eyes wide and face red.
He stopped.

He stared back at her shock features staring right back at him.
He was always patient and kind to her ever since they were children.
He barely ever lost it with her.
And whenever he did – which was an unlikely and an ever rare occasion – it only meant that it was that bad enough already.
“I’m sorry.” Harry said quickly looking away from her and pulling his messy hair in frustration. “I only want.. I’m trying to explain to you-“
“You don’t need to yell at me.” Hermione said standing up and folding her arms in front of her. “There are ways to talk Mr. Harry Potter and certainly yelling-“
“Hermione, you’re still not-“
But Harry stopped.
A couple more of Auror knocked and entered his small office.
It was an hour to go before the building becomes filled with employees for the new day and they were trying to wrap and solve half of what has happened before wrong information spread around.
They greeted Harry and Hermione as they entered and laid out a couple of parchments over the table that Harry had to look over.
“Nothing is absolutely missing, Mr. Potter.” the young Auror reported to Harry. “And everything is working and in order. We would still check again in the morning once more staff arrives but to be honest, we’ve already done two rounds on checking if an Dark Magic had been filled around the place and everything is absolutely clean.”
Harry nodded and took a closer look around the parchments with the mapping area of the whole building.
“Nothing wrong with doors and other pathways of getting in and out of the building?” he asked. “He could have been here to pick locks of sorts through use of magic to regain entry the next time he pays a very late visit.”
“Nothing.” the Auror replied. “Every door and window of every floor – remained as they were – intact with the locking enchantments that are automated one the clock magically strikes at the closing of the hours.”
Harry sighed heavily staring at every piece and bit of report.
Nothing was missing.
Nothing was damaged.
Nothing was touched or changed in any way.
Nothing.

Then what the fuck did the man want?

“How about the premises?” Harry said looking at the people around him. “Hermione said that she saw him closer and near the building already. There should be some sort of breach of magical protection that only people who are employed can cross that breach any time-“
“No breach was crossed, Mr. Potter.” an older looking Auror replied taking a piece of parchment from the table and pointing certain locations at Harry.
“No breach?”
“All entrances, exits and the perimeter at closest and farthest distances with magical protection to evade any non-employee and intruder has not been breached in any way. Everything is intact, untouched and unchanged. They are as they were when the office hours closed down.”
Harry looked up at him with slight alarm over his face.

Something wasn’t right.
He looked back at Hermione who looked horrified at the prospect of it.
“I saw him.” Hermione said in a determined and firm voice. “I know what I saw.”
They were staring quietly back at her and Harry could already tell what the others were thinking.
“Alright, alright..” Harry said. “We have roughly two hours to get back to our homes and took a bit more of rest before the long day. I’ll meet everyone back at one this afternoon to talk about this incident. This will be taken into the book as a report.”
The Aurors agreed and soon, they left one by one and had left Harry and Hermione.
Hermione was quiet the whole time she watched Harry pack his things bag as he prepared to leave with her.
“I’ll bring you home.” Harry said slinging his bag and not meeting her eyes. “You take the day off. I’ll notify your department.”
“I don’t need rest.” Hermione said standing up. “I know what I saw.”
“And later, we will try to figure out why nobody seem to see any trace of existence of what you saw.”
Hermione stared at Harry’s back as he walk to the door, still no meeting his eyes.
“Harry, look..”
“I’m tired.” Harry said walking to the door. “We can talk about this later.”
Hermione’s eyes turned into slit.
“Fine.” she angrily snapped at him walking past him by the door.
“Hermione please.” Harry said as she stopped right in front of him, lips pursing.
“I saw what I saw.” Hermione said in a hard tone. “I’m not tired and I’m definitely not dreaming.”
“I didn’t say-“
“I’m not lying to you!” Hermione spat at him. “You know I’d never lie to you and I know you don’t believe.”
“No, that’s not-“
“I can bring myself home, thanks.”
And with that, she turned from him and made her way out of the door, loudly snapping the door right at his face.

She had magic.
She had magic and a powerful one that he was sure of.
And her eyes, she was familiar.
Even in the darkness of the night, he could clearly see and could tell that she’s seen him.
He blinked away thoughts of her and looked around at the vast room before him.
Staying at the place for days and weeks now had made him adjust better in this world he wasn’t used to.
In a corner, an array of books he has bought and a couple of newspapers that he has accumulated by now lay.
The good thing about being in the world for which he doesn’t know about was the money he was able to accumulate without much of a problem.
The premises he also managed to take was filled with such protective magic apt in that world that he no longer needed to adjust his own kind of magic into the place.
But ofcourse, it wasn’t like it was a problem – his magic, the power of the gods – was meant to overrule and override all other kinds.
Especially that of the mortal world, Midgard.
It intrigued him, to see that girl.
She was fearless and he could feel her strong magic, prepared to defy and attack him if he didn’t manage to get his head back together just in time.
Her face showed expression of shock but she also looked like she was used into the war of the world to attack and defend her known territory even without any planned out strategy and company with her.
He smirked unable to stop himself.
It was interesting.
She had picked his brain.
“Guess my next trip would have to be a morning then.” he whispered, smiling to himself as he took his staff with him and went back into bed knowing that the day later was going to be very, very interesting indeed.

Hermione was already running very late the following morning because of what has happened several hours ago.
She went back into her apartment unable to sleep but had fallen into one and had woken up an hour later than she was supposed do.
She was rushing to get herself ready when an owl swooped into her place.
It was a memo from the Ministry of Magic that she was given a day off as a family emergency and wouldn’t be accounted for in her days of taking a leave.
“Mother of..” Hermione muttered rolling her eyes and crumpling the paper aside.
Her hair was dripping and a towel was wrapped around her body and her skirt was already halfway up her waist.
“Are you kidding me Harry?” she said out loud as if Harry was there to hear her.
If a memo like what she has received was given over, it would only mean that she was recorded not to appear at the premises within the day – and if she does so and something unwanted happens even if it was unlikely – she would definitely be questioned with the discrepancy of attendance recorded.
She slumped back onto her bed.
She wasn’t sure how to talk or get to Harry but at the moment, she was sure that he was still feeling slightly off towards her.
He wouldn’t have done this if he wasn’t.
He was making her, forcing her to rest for the day because he obviously believes that she was overworked and that she needed rest.
Which also obviously states that he didn’t believe her report of the previous night’s incident.
Hermione closed her eyes and felt herself going red in anger that she tried to control within.
She sighed heavily trying to think of how to spend the day instead for there was obviously no going to the Ministry of Magic for the day.

Hermione quietly sat with some books and a large cup of coffee before her table.
She was staring longingly back at the large Ministry of Magic building right across from where the café was.
She had sent an owl to Harry telling him to meet her right up there on his lunch break.
She badly wanted to talk to him first before he hold the Auror meeting in regards of what has happened earlier.
She wanted to explain her side and emphasize to him that she had seen him seemingly reading some sort of blueprint of the building itself.

“I’m sorry. Do you mind if I take this seat?” asked a voice that interrupted her thoughts.
Hermione blinked and looked towards the table the other customer was asking about.
It was the small table and seat corner just near her that would slightly occupy her personal space.
“No.” Hermione answered him shaking her head up. “It’s fine. You may take it.”
“Thank you.” answered the gentleman.
Hermione’s brain seemed to worked better and she realized she knew that voice.
She quickly looked up and saw the same man the other day at the café placing his things over the table corner next to her.
He was wearing an all black suit – no, not robes – a pair of suit.
Her eyebrows quirked.
“Are you a Muggle-Born as well?” she asked him unable to stop herself.
She watched as he halted from taking out three more books from a large bag and paused to look back at her.
He gave her a slightly questioning stare.
“I’m sorry.” Hermione said quickly drawing the idea out of her head. “I just thought – you are wearing – no, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude.”
"I'm not."
“I’m sorry?”
“I’m not what you said I am.” the man answered with a short smile settling over the chair.
Hermione stared back at him – long black hair, black attire, pale faced – she almost smirked as he reminded her a lot of professor Severus Snape.
“I’m sorry.” Hermione said again, shaking her head and trying to get back to her own business. “I was-“
“Sir, here is your order.” a waitress came over and Hermione watched her serve him the largest mug of black coffee.
Hermione noticed how the waitress was seemingly taking all the time in the world for her to set up the complete order over his table.
She was obviously trying to gain his attention from which he doesn’t seem very keen about.
He kept his face and eyes over a book in his hand that Hermione couldn’t read the title of.
“Enigma of the Universe.” his voice suddenly came up as he lifted another page of the book.
Hermione looked away, blushing furiously.
“Sorry?” she asked knowing exactly why.
“The title of the book.” he replied as he closed it and handed it over towards her.
Hermione stared back at him with a slightly open mouth.
“Can you read minds?” she asked him seriously.
He looked back at her as if considering her and the answer he would give her.
He finally shook his head.

“No, I can’t.” he answered in a clear accent that told Hermione that he was Scottish decent of some sort. “But you were staring and craning your neck enough to tell me that you are curious.”
He stretched his hand a little more towards her to offer the book.
Hermione wasn’t sure if she should feel glad or insulted.
“Thanks.” Hermione said slowly reaching for it to read the title and the back cover.
It was a book about the stars, the galaxy – like some sort of advance Astronomy book.
“You like reading books.” he said reaching for his coffee to take a sip all the while keeping his eyes on her.
“Like is an understatement.” Hermione replied handing the book back and staring over the pile of books over his table. “I take that you love reading yourself.”
He smiled and stared back at the pile of books she was staring over.
“My father owns a very large library back in our place.” he replied with a comical look over his handsome face as he accepted the book back from her. “Probably the largest in the city. And growing up, I used to spend a lot of time there.”

“To read?” Hermione said with a touch of envy in her voice as she sat back over her chair and stared at his handsome features. “How lucky you are.”
“To read.” he replied staring back at her again from his coffee. “While my brother is training. To read while my brother is having a tantrum about a duel he says he’s been cheated from. To read while my father teaches him about the family…business. To read while my brother is making trouble with his friends. To read..” he paused staring right back into her eyes. “..while my brother is wasting his life away.”
Hermione shook his head and was almost lost somewhere in what he had just told her.
“I would take a guess and supposed that you are the good brother then.” Hermione smiled back at him with a blush at the side of her cheeks.
He stared right back at her with an awe in his face and his smile formed in such a way like he has never seen anyone like her before.
He shook his head at her with a smirk over his face as he offered his hand to her.
“May I ask this lady’s name?” he slowly asked her without taking his eyes off from her. “This lady who has enough love for books to stay at this café almost everyday.”
Hermione took his hand as he closed his around hers.
It was all he needed – the slightest bit of connection of their skins to know everything that he wanted and needed to know about her.
Their connection was briefly made but it was good enough for him to pass though her senses and straight up towards her mind to gain enough access.
But it was also at this precise moment did she realize what he had just said.
“What did you-“

“HERMIONE!” a voice called right a few feet from them.
Hermione quickly let his hand go as they both turned their heads.
Harry was walking forward their table with a bouquet of roses in his hand.
She stared right up at him as she stood up to greet him.
“Harry.” Hermione said eyes diverting for a moment to the man next to her.
His eyes were locked over at Harry’s who was unblking as he stared right back at him.
Harry gave Hermione a look and slowly reached over for her purse and book over the table.
“Come. We need to talk.” Harry simply said gently taking her by the wrist.
“Oh wait, we can talk-“
“We need to talk privately.” Harry said emphasizing the word as he nodded at the man next to her.
“But-“
Harry looked back at her and she was silenced.
“Ministry business.” Harry said tugging over her wrist. “Interested?” he asked her.
Ofcourse she was interested.
Without another glance back, she turned to Harry and let her be dragged out of the small café leaving the man behind.

He kept his hand around hers until they were exactly at the front double doors of the Ministry’s main entrance.
“Are you including me at your meeting?” she asked with a raised brow.
“No.” Harry shortly replied to her. “Who’s that man?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Who’s that man?”
“Why do you –“
“I don’t like him.” Harry simply said. “He doesn’t look trustworthy.”
Hermione’s mouth fell open.
“And I supposed you would know all about trust?” Hermione asked folding her arms and tapping her food.
Harry looked back at her.
“I trust you.” Harry said. “And you know I believe in you and what you’ve said.”
“Then why do I feel like they’ve been staring at me a few hours ago like I’m some lunatic because you couldn’t defend me?”
“I didn’t have to defend you.” Harry said. “There was nothing there that needed that. I already ordered a report on it and it’s nicely booked upstairs and besides, with how you acted earlier, I don’t think I needed to defend you.”
Hermione’s face turned red.
“If you’re just going to insult me-“
“Hermione, please.” Harry said pulling her suddenly to him and kissing her forehead.
Hermione squirmed at his touch and arms but she didn’t say anything right at him.
“I don’t want us to fight.” Harry said. “I just need details from you. Everything you’ve seen – downright to the smallest.”
Hermione looked up at him biting her lower lip.
“Please?” he asked her with gentle eyes this time.
“You believe in me?” Hermione asked him with a determined look over her face.
“Ofcourse I do.” Harry said. “I always do.”
He stared back at her, waiting clearly for all the information.
“Fine.” Hermione said and she began a banter of all the things she had seen a few hours ago.

“Harry, you might want to take a look at this.” said a female Auror who greeted him as he entered a few minutes later the conference room.
It was quarter to one already and the meeting was about to begin.
He walked to the table and adjusted his glasses to take a closer look over a few photographs.
They were photographs of stars and planets alike.
“Planets?” he asked looking around the room that was beginning to be filled with the other Aurors. “Stars?”
“I thought it may interest you.” Aurora explained to him handing him back a cup of coffee.
“We’re meeting up about what happened last night here.” Harry said as he gestured for people to sit down as they filled in. “This isn’t Astronomy class.”
“I know.” she said with certain determination in her voice. “But there is something peculiar about the alignment of the planets here.”
Harry stared at her and at the photographs and planets and stars she was pointing over.
His eyes narrowed and he felt like his brains had lagged completely.
It all looked the same to him.
How he wished he paid more attention to his Astronomy class way back at Hogwarts days.
“Er-“ he began not really knowing what to say. “What about them?”
“They’ve been having a pattern.. a different one that what they used to or supposed to be-“
“Varied alignment?”
“Peculiar alignment.” said the voice.
They all looked up.

The Ministry of Magic himself entered with two more wizards behind him.
He walked forward and opened up a very large map of the entire universe over the table.
He whipped his wand and the map came to life opening up the drawings over the chart into a 3D like figures that were gleaming realistically over the table.
Harry’s eyes widened in interested and shock.
“Mr. Potter.” the Ministry greeted him walking closer. “Your team is needed for this.”

“What does this have to do with the case this morning?” he asked.
“I – together with the Wizengamot – strongly believe that a magical breached has been crossed.”
“Crossed?” Harry repeated unsure of what he has sure. “Magical breach? Hold on, how many- do you mean someone from another place visited us?”
“From another realm, we believe.” Aurora said nodding in agreement.
Harry watched her point to a couple of stars aligned together like a trail towards their planet from another space over the magical universe floating before him.
“And?” Harry asked still slightly confused.
“We believe the magical breach has been crossed by the disarranged alignment of the stars and planets – it’s been moving – very discreetly that it was impossible to trace that it was actually moving at all.”
“And this has something to do with the case because-“
“Because we believe that the man that Miss Granger reported to have seen has something to do with it.” the Minister answered him.
“Why him?” Harry asked. “It could all be a coincidence.”
“It could be.” Aurora answered with a quick nod. “But you see, Miss Grange reported seeing him around the time or hour at the very same time that – about half an hour earlier – about a vast activity that happened between the alignment of the stars and breaches.”
Harry felt like his brains were going to explode.
“Vast activity?”
“Magical surge.” Aurora explained to him with another nod. “His appearance has made an impact, a bigger dislodged into the alignment. It is too much of a coincidence. Making it possible that he was the reason – that he was the one who actually crossed it.”

Hermione was walking down the sidewalk, eyes completely on the ground but head completely up in the sky again.
She couldn’t shake away the idea of what has happened.
It has been bothering her since the morning light.
Maybe Harry was right – she needed rest.
Hermione sighed heavily as she shook her head, missing her bed and thinking about it as she crossed the street.
Despite that he believed her and now they were going to be meeting about the whole incident with her detailed accounts, Hermione felt that something bigger was yet about to come their way.
Something unexpected and something that would crashed right up at their faces.
There was a loud sound of something breaking.
Hermione halted right on the spot.

“LOOK OUT!” yelled an extremely loud and strong voice.
Hermione looked up and saw that she had just reached the perimeter and side of Gringotts that was still being renovated and reconstructed.
An extremely massive block of stone that had cracked from a gargoyle statue up ahead was making its way straight down at her.
Hermione’s mind had completely lagged off the course that she didn’t have the intuition to pull out her wand or move away from the falling stone.
Her eyes closed in reflex of fear.

“MOVE!” yelled the voice again and then without a warning, she felt very sharp and heavy pain – but not from above her.
The collision’s impact was so vast she yelled in pain the moment it met her body.
She felt a pair of strong arms around her and bodily impact that pushed her at the side.
Glasses were shattered as they were pelted over the side at the direction she was pushed into.
Hermione’s head swirled in so much pain at hitting herself straight as they both crashed forward a glass door before the second pain of hitting stone cold floor.
She heard the massive block landing, crashing against the floor a few feet from them.
Her breathing was hard and heavy and she felt cut at the side of her lip from the blood she’s tasted.
The sounds of crashes, yells of people and sound of labored breathing took a while to make sense inside her head and for it all to slowly fade and diminish.
“Are you alright?” asked a closer voice as she felt her painful body slowly being turned over. “Are you alright?”
Hermione opened her mouth but no words came out.
She felt extremely dizzy and she felt her head was splitting in two out of shock and the crash.

“Are you alright?” asked the voice again.
A blurry image of someone was sitting before her, face floating and slowly moving into nothingness.
Hermione fought and tried to keep her senses open.

She could merely see the gleam of bluish-green eyes staring back down at her.
She tried to reach for the person who quickly grabbed and held her hand firmly into his.
“You’ll be fine.” the familiar voice had said. “I’ll take care of you. Come with me.”
“No.” Hermione protested. “Harry..”
Before she passed out, she could swear that she saw blue light flashing before her eyes, hovering over before she passed out in complete darkness.
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