It had started as a peaceful morning at Hogwarts. It was two days after the tournament and Loki was still unable to leave the Hospital Wing because of his burns, which were much less painful if he avoided moving at all but really restricted his movement. They were healing but it was a slow process, a very slow process (longer than in should with the amount of magic healing cream he was being covered in every hour), and when changing bandages Loki caught glimpses of the black used-to-be-blue skin. One of the house elves that had come into the hospital wing the first night Loki had been bedridden was more than happy to fetch him some books from the library the next day (he'd had to send a note for Madame Pince to say he was checking the books out) so Loki was able to keep himself occupied enough.

By the evening of the day of the first task Loki had been visited by nearly all of Hogwarts before falling into a restless sleep.

The quiet day of two days after the tournament was interrupted by a thunderstorm. A very loud and angry thunderstorm, Thor was there too but Loki was fast asleep so he didn't notice until Thor came charging into the Hospital Wing. Loki's only response was to groan and pull the covers further over his head. Thor's entrance was shortly followed by Professor Dumbledore who had stumbled upon the loud Asgardian as he shouted through Hogwarts for his brother, interrupting a good chunk of the lessons he passed by.

Once Thor had decreased his volume to below 'deafening' Loki slowly shuffled into a seated position, groaning as he jostled his arm.

"Thor? What are you doing here?" Loki muttered out, "I was sleeping." Thor looked torn between running over to hug his brother and holding back so as not to hurt his brother more.

"Heimdall reported what had happened. Are you well, brother?" Loki nodded the best he could before collapsing back into the pillows behind him, "You do not look it." Thor said with a frown before turning to the headmaster of Hogwarts with a scowl, "What do you think you are doing, setting dragons against school students?" Loki had to hand it to Thor, he was being intimidating without shouting or electrocuting anything.

Strike that last part, lighting had just struck roof of a nearby tower.

Dumbledore on the other hand tried to explain to Thor that every entrant had been warned about the dangers of the tournament but the Asgardian was having none of it and proceeded to talk (read: berate loudly) to the headmaster.

"Loki is going to be removed from the school until he is sufficiently healed, then we will discuss whether or not he will be allowed back."

"WHAT?! You can't take me out again!" Loki shouted, shooting up in the bed before whining in pain; Thor caught his good arm before he could grip his burnt one and injure himself further.

"This is exactly why, brother. You are injured and in need of better healing than what is available here. We will discuss your return when you are capable of moving again." Thor silenced Loki before he could complain. "Is there anything you need from your room, brother? We will be leaving immediately for Asgard."

House elves were sent to get a small bag of stuff that would contain his mirror, Starkpad, a few changes of clothes and his new toy-pet dragon. Thor was not pleased to see the new toy but let him keep it anyway since Loki was in pain and his pathetic look could not be refused.

A sleeping draught was given to Loki before they left the castle, well the draught was forced down his throat since Loki wasn't too keen on leaving the castle, and was carried out of the school with minimal discomfort.

Loki awoke in Asgard with his mother standing over him, tending to his burns with a frown. They still felt painful and practically all movement had become even more restricted than before.

"Hello, my child, you have yourself some terrible burns here." Loki did not like it when Frigga looked confused about something, she was always able to fix his and Thor's injuries before so seeing her unsure expression was worrying.

"They…hurt." Loki whined, if anything the burns felt worse than before but maybe that was because he had just woken up again.

"I know, dear, but it is proving difficult. Your skin is extremely susceptible to burns now and it seems to interrupt the healing." Loki just blinked in response, still a bit to dazed to respond fully, "We have sent someone to Jotunheim, hopefully knowledge of remedies will be shared with us." Frigga explained and allowed the conversation drift into silence for a few minutes, "Is that alright with you, my child?" Loki nodded before drifting back to sleep again.

The next time Loki woke up he was in the room alone and feeling much better. He was able to sit up without any pain even though his skin felt stiff and leathery. There was a thin wrapping of bandages wrapped around his burnt side and arm which were holding a covering of paste against his skin. He didn't recognise the smell of what he assumed to be new medicine but it felt strangely cold. It was apparently a new morning judging by the view from the windows. Loki spotted his little dragon (which he decided to name Ouch) in a cage on top of the chest of drawers napping away.

Loki stretched out all his muscles as he stumbled out of bed, groaning as he felt the aches of lying in bed for days but he could not complain since it beat the constant pains of the burns. It was strange that he did not run into anyone in the halls but then he heard the apparent breakfast going on. Loki was hungry and it smelt delicious as usual.

In the hall was Thor, Odin and Frigga as expected but also a much larger selection of guards than usual and it was not difficult to tell why. Sat at the table looking incredibly uncomfortable in the presence of the Asgardian rulers but with an overall aura of politeness was a Jotun. He was not the tallest of Jotnar but he was definitely taller than everyone in the room and he seemed to be having a conversation with the All-Mother which Loki was able to catch the tail end of.

"It has been a pleasure All-Mother, really but I really must be going today. The younger prince is healing and I must return to Jotunheimr before Helblindi panics and declares war, I fear he may have paced a hole in the floor by now." The Jotun gave a good humoured sigh before tasting some more of the food on the plate. Asgard had many different foods to the icy realms and it was not often a Jotun was able to try some. Loki managed to get to the table before anyone noticed him, well the guards noticed him but they remained quiet since he was not a threat.

"Brother! When did you wake up?" Thor greeted when he noticed Loki's head poked up from the other side of the table.

"About five minutes ago. Umm…" Loki trailed off, keeping his eyes on the Jotun sitting just a little ways further down the table.

"Greetings prince Loki, I am Byleistr, son of Laufey. It is a pleasure to finally meet you properly." The Jotun bowed his head slightly which Loki returned slightly and silently trying to look around the table for what to do now but the rest of the table had handily started another conversation, albeit tensely, the traitors, "There is no need to look so nervous, I have no desire to cause trouble." Byleistr laughed as Loki dipped his head in embarrassment at being caught out.

If this was one of Laufey's sons did that make him Loki's real brother?

"Are you the one that helped my burns?" Loki asked, nudging his arm forward slightly.

"Yes, we were very surprised to see Asgardians coming to Jotunheimr announcing the prince was badly injured and in need of Jotun medicine. How are they feeling, judging by the fact you are sitting here I am assuming you are feeling much better."

"Uh-huh, it isn't painful anymore, just a bit stiff. Why did nothing else work before this?" Loki asked, picking at the breakfast food in front of him.

"Well first of all it was not a normal burn, I will not ask why you were up against a dragon but their fire is much hotter than normal and magical, I've heard. Second is that a young Jotnars skin is incredibly susceptible to heat so the damage is much worse, if you were older it would not have been as bad." Loki nodded, taking in the information while subconsciously flexing his fingers.

"Why were you sent over? Could King Helblindi not just send the medicine, why send the prince into Asgard."

"Well someone had to come and look to see the extent of the injuries to make sure we were using the right medicine, imagine if we had sent something that had made the burns worse. I was sent because I have been practicing medicine but I am not needed in the hospitals, no sense in taking healers away from their patients." Loki nodded, "Since you are awake, I would like to check your injuries one more time before I leave, if that is okay with you."

"I see no problem with that." Byleistr grinned in response before the two turned their focus onto finishing their meal. Looking back at Thor Loki noticed him looking much less tense than when he had started talking with Byleistr.

It turned out Byleistr was friendly to just about everyone, going out of his way to make sure he was not causing offense or trouble. He apparently came off as trustworthy since Frigga allowed the Jotun to check over Loki's injuries unsupervised back in Loki's room.

"You had everyone very panicked, you were asleep for two days." Byleistr explained as he unwrapped the bandages. The remains of the medicine was wiped off with a damp cloth, the skin was now looking much better.

"That long?" Loki muttered, prodding at the healing skin only to have his hand knocked away gently with a disapproving noise.

"Yeah, I was surprised, you know, seeing you for the first time. When Asgardian messengers said that one of the Asgardian princes needed our help we first thought they meant Thor, when they said it was the younger prince I expected you to be a little older, and Asgardian," Byleistr let out a small chuckle. Loki jumped as he felt a fresh layer of the burn medicine against his skin, it felt freezing.

"What is that stuff, why is it so cold." Loki shivered as the cream was applied to his chest.

"Horrible, isn't it? It is made from a common Jotunheimr plant which, when ground up, creates paste that heals burns. Simple really but the cream stays that temperature so it is only really Jotnar that can use it, which is another reason I was sent; not much use in send a cure that cannot be applied."

"Makes sense."

"I would be happy to teach you more, if that would appease you." Byleistr said, "Sit up straight, please." Loki did as he was told and fresh bandages were wrapped around him neatly and once the older Jotun was finished his hands hesitated over Loki's re-covered shoulder. "You know what these lines mean, do you not?"

"Yes…" Loki muttered, nodding slightly while staring at the floor just past Byleistr.

"I remember when you were born, I was only a child myself at the time and you were there for so little time but you were so tiny, Helblindi was completely smitten with you."

"I was in Jotunheimr that long?" Loki had always thought he had been left in that temple the moment he was born.

"I wouldn't say 'long' I believe you were with us for a few weeks at most before you vanished from the temple during battle. We thought you dead which is why it was such a shock to see you here alive even if you are not that well."

"Cou…could I come and see Jotunheimr. Properly see it, I have never seen the realm properly and I think I am ready to visit my place of birth," Loki sighed and collapsed backwards onto the bed, "I'm so sorry for what I have done to your realm, I would completely understand if I was never allowed to step foot into the realm."

Byleistr let out a sigh himself and sat down on the floor next to the bed (Loki may have a large bed but that didn't mean it would support a full sized Jotun).

"You have caused a lot of trouble, we are still repairing the damage you caused with the Bifrost, I say repairing, more like rebuilding the city in a new location. It's going well, tiring work but everything is coming together slowly, everyone staring a new life. The killing of our father… well… he was not a very good father…or a very good King. Jotunheimr was stagnant under his rule which is what Helblindi is trying to fix," Byleistr said solemnly while staring at the ceiling. "Cannot say I'm not sad and that I won't miss him, Laufey was still my father, but I will not hold it against you, I doubt my reaction would be much different, 'Blindi would have gone on an even worse rampage I'm sure. You may not think of it as so, and I completely understand if you don't, but I do not wish to lose another family member."

The two of them sat in silence for several minutes before Byleistr sat up suddenly.

"I really have to be going. Remove the bandages tomorrow; you should not have to use any more of the cream unless it still looks particularly bad tomorrow. Don't go playing with dragons again, kid, if I see you again you better be conscious." Byleistr stood to his full, towering height; completely dwarfing Loki who had hoped to his feet beside him.

"I will try my best." Loki smiled, hopping off the bed walk back to the main hall where he said goodbye to Byleistr and was swept back up to his room by Frigga for more rest.

I'm back! (for a few weeks anyway then I have exams and semester 2...urrggghh) but I was just so busy

Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out and sorry if it was not worth the wait but meh, I'm gonna try keep writing anyway :P

I was really debating whether I should bring in Jotunheimr or not (also, I don't know if I'm spelling that right, there seem to be different spellings floating around :/ ) but it just sort of happened. The place is in a bit of disrepair right now so there probably won't be any visits in the near future. Also, I've completely made up the personalities of Byleistr and Helblindi, Byleistr is a big softy and 'Blindi I have no idea about cos I haven't written him yet :P

I have a question, how do you pronounce 'Byleistr'? I have no idea and the pronunciation I use keeps changing (it's currently just 'B-eye...nextwordplease')

Another question is Yule Ball or Avengers Christmas? (Yes Loki will be going back to Hogwarts even if he has to sneak away and steal Starks' Car/Jet/Iron Man Suit to do so...or just like ask or something, Stark would probably just give him a lift. There's something about rules of the tournament too, I'm pretty sure that you have to compete in all the tasks if your name appeared because magic or something. I was always really confused about why Harry was forced to compete)