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Author Note: I didn't post a chapter yesterday because I simply didn't feel like writing. I was bored and unsure of what to write. There will be days like that—days when I don't post a chapter simply because I don't want to.
Anyway have a good day
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-----------Harry Potter Universe
---Year: 1997
---2 Months Later, A Few Days Before The Start of The School Year At Hogwarts
---Loki POV
It has been two months since I met with Luna, Fleur, and Daphne. One month ago, I officially married them at a big party.
A lot of influential families came to congratulate us, but I know most of them only came to make connections.
Some even tried to sell their daughters. Pity I could only take three women to my universe, because there were some very beautiful ones.
Dumbledore specifically came because he heard I was planning to keep my new wives from attending Hogwarts, so he tried to change my mind.
Unlike most of the fanfiction stories I read in my last life, Dumbledore is not an evil person. He is a good man but dumb. Dumb enough to cull the magical knowledge of the wizarding world.
That decision cuts the future of Muggle-born witches and wizards, while nobles already have books containing advanced magic that Hogwarts can't or won't teach. The nobles send their children there mostly to make connections.
Anyway, when I told him that if they wanted to, my wives could still attend Hogwarts, he was happy.
Some dark and light families tried to probe my mind, so I planted little timed bombs in their brains. I didn't want to blow them just yet because Fleur, Daphne, and Luna are very happy right now. Their faces are full of smiles, and I didn't want to paint those faces with blood.
After that, nothing much happened, except for the Headmistress of Beauxbatons, Fleur's school, trying to convince her to return. She didn't want to lose the Delacour family's support just because Fleur dropped out. But to no avail as Fleur's decision was final.
After officially dropping out, Fleur began living with me alongside Daphne. Luna is still not living with me; she will when she turns eighteen.
Right now, I'm buying Hogwarts necessities with Luna. I still didn't have a wand which I wasn't originally planning to get but decided to buy one anyway, since there's no downside to using it here.
After buying our wands, we said goodbye to Ollivander and stepped out of the shop. That's when we saw the infamous Harry Potter.
Luna, being Luna, immediately ran toward him.
"Hey hey, are you the infamous Harry Potter? Can you show me your scar? People say it looks like a lightning bolt, but I always thought it might actually be a baby Kneazle that sprinted across your forehead really fast," she asked with wide, curious eyes.
Even though she knows she'll become a goddess in the future, she still wanted to talk with Harry Potter. To her, he's something like a childhood hero. But after a moment, seeing his timid nature, she quickly lost interest.
She leaned in, squinting at his scar as if she was expecting it to blink back at her, then skipped back to me.
Harry is more timid than his canon self because he lived with his aunt five extra years.
I was about to leave with Luna, but I remembered the mission Merlin gave me, the mission to destroy Voldemort.
Holding Luna's hand, I strode toward Harry. His eyes widened with fear, clearly thinking I was angry with him just for speaking to Luna. Panicking, he stepped back and quickly hid behind Hagrid, who, sensing the tension, tried to intervene.
"Did Harry do something to earn your anger, Heir Aesir?" Hagrid asked, his voice cautious. He knows I am very protective of my wives, since I once cut off Draco's hand for trying to touch Luna.
"No," I said, looking at Harry. "Show me your scar."
Hagrid looked at me worriedly but sighed and stepped aside.
I looked at Harry's scar before touching it and carefully pulling out Voldemort's soul fragment.
I was extra careful not to damage Harry's soul. Slowly, a dark mist seeped out of his scar. It screeched and struggled against me, but I tightened my grip and pulled it free.
After a minute of hard work, I compressed the fragment of Voldemort's soul into a tight, black mass. Later, I'd curse this piece to ensure all fragments of his soul would be destroyed. I don't want my time at Hogwarts interrupted.
Harry stared at the black mist in horror. "W.. what is that?" he stammered.
"This, Harry, is the soul of the man who killed your parents. He was holding onto your soul through that scar, so I removed him," I said calmly.
I took Luna's hand, ready to apparate, but Harry's voice stopped me.
"Thank you," he whispered, tears forming in his eyes.
He knows his parents died because of an evil wizard, and now he knew I had saved him from that same wizard.
I nodded once and apparated away.
Luna looked at the compressed black mist in my hand, eyes wide with dreamy wonder.
"What will you do with that soul? Maybe we could set it loose in a jar and feed it moonlight until it turns into a Nargle," she suggested with an almost too-serious expression.
I chuckled at her words. "No. I will curse it so that all of Voldemort's fragments are destroyed together."
Her wide eyes sparkled. "Oh, so more of a boom than a squeak. That makes sense."
I needed to go to my family's vault to gather a few items for the curse while Luna followed along, still humming to herself about jars and moonlight.
-----Two Days Later
"Did you take everything you need, son?" the father of this body asked.
"Yes, I did," I replied. He nodded, then he and my mother kissed my cheek, letting me and my two wives board the train.
Choosing a compartment at the far end, I entered with Luna while Daphne went to find her friends. She wanted to catch up with them.
After setting our valises down, I sat on the couch and Luna immediately sat in my lap. She kissed me with lust in her eyes, but after ten minutes I pulled away, knowing where this was heading.
"Luna, we can't. And you know it," I said.
She pouted, then shrugged. "Fine… but only because the clouds outside look like they're gossiping about us."
She rested her head on my chest, staring dreamily out the window.
The ride was calm until a brown-haired girl barged into our compartment.
"Did you see a... " She froze mid-sentence, blushing furiously at how Luna and I were sitting, and quickly closed the door.
Luna and I just blinked at each other.
"Did she… get embarrassed because you're my chair?" Luna tilted her head. "Maybe she wanted to sit here too. But then again, three people in a lap would be a little crowded."
Ten seconds later, the same girl knocked and re-entered. "Sorry for barging in, but did you see a frog?" she asked.
"No, we didn't. Why?" I asked.
"Someone lost his frog and I was helping him."
She straightened, then gave me a sharp look. "Are you Loki Aesir? The one with three wives? The one said to have immense magical reserves?"
"Yes. And who are you?"
"I'm Hermione Granger, a Muggle-born witch. Nice to meet you," she said, extending her hand.
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