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Chapter 12

The two police officers, both wearing plainclothes, were waiting in Morgana's office. One of them was holding a manila folder and scowling, while his partner's expression was neutral.

"We only need to speak with Miss Potter," The scowling officer said, as Hermione, Thor and Loki entered the room as well.

"It's Emrys now. Asta Emrys. I changed my name when I first arrived here, and I asked them to come."

The other officer waved his hand. "It's fine, Miss Emrys. I'm sorry to inform you, but your aunt and Uncle were both found dead just before Christmas. Our colleagues in Surry did some investigating and a lot of their neighbours mentioned you. Would you mind giving us an account of your whereabouts for the twentieth of December?"

"I was here, all day and on the twenty first, Yule itself. The next day, Hermione and I went to Asgard."

"There are many people here who can vouch for Asta's whereabouts, myself included," Morgana said.

"Is there anything you know about that could have led to their deaths? Any enemies?"

The scowling officer snorted, and placed the file on the desk, opening it and spreading out the pictures.

The colour drained from Morgana's face at the sight. She barely recognised the bloody mess that was the living room of the house she had grown up in, or the bodies of her Aunt and Uncle. "An enemy enough to do this?" He sneered.

"That is enough!" Morgana said, slamming her hands onto the desk. "It is obvious you believe my student the killer, but you have no proof. She has an air tight alibi that will be spoken for by other residents here as I have already said to you. You have no right to come here and upset her!"

"They were vile. They always thought themselves better than everyone else. You want enemies, look no further than the street they lived on," Asta said. The two were showed out pretty soon after that, and Asta and Loki went for a walk.

"I am sorry you had to see that, Asta," he said, softly.

She let out a breath. "They're gone now… I never thought I would be able to say that. I no longer have to fear him… It's more of a relief than knowing Voldemort's gone." Asta turned to look at him. "You could have just scared them shitless, you know."

Loki nodded. "But he never would have been sorry for what he did. And neither would she. She was your Aunt, your own family, and she encouraged what he did to you to keep you 'under thumb'!" He was sneering at the thought.

"Are we going to have Aurors turning up next, investigating the death of a Ministry Official?"

"Hardly. They would not dare come here. Not now."

She rested her head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry you felt you needed to do that for me."

"You need not be sorry. I did it so he would face appropriate punishment. No one else would have done anything. And he cannot harm anyone else now. Neither of them can."

That day, Asta slept through the night, without a single nightmare. It was strange, but so much fear had still remained with her. Seeing those pictures, while stomach turning, had laid those fears to rest. For a while at least. She went to see Aine the next night, glad to see the psychologist and run through it with her.

"You should have warned me, brother," Thor said to Loki.

"To be honest, I was not expecting it to come up like this. I knew she would find out they had died, but nothing like this. But I have everything else covered. They will soon have a prime suspect, and will not be able to even look in Asta's direction in regards to this matter again."

The tape of a CCTV camera a neighbour of the Dursley's had installed had revealed something the police had no idea how to take. An old man, with a long white beard had knocked on the Dursley's door and was let in on the night of their death. Sometime after the time of death, he had left the house. The man was someone that no neighbour could identify. No one had ever seen him before, or knew of anyone fitting his description, but he had been let into the house as if the Dursley's had known him. But there was absolutely nothing telling the police who this man could be.

Things quietened down after that, and Asta and Hermione found themselves able to focus on their studies and getting to know their soul mates and others, forming friendships and bonds as their time in the House of Night passed. They began extra training with their mentors, and it was obvious they had been tagged as High Priestess material. Plus, their mentors thought that the training would help them in their future. A High Priestess had to know how to lead, and should their relationships with their soul mates progress far enough, both would then be royalty. But they had plenty of time to learn.

2 Years Later.

Asta laughed as she felt Loki catch her round the waist and spin her round to face him. "Hello love," he said, kissing her gently.

"I've missed you," she replied, breaking the kiss. "How did the mission go?"

"Well enough. Another Hydra base is down, and more Intel secured. SHIELD is positive that no more traitors are within its ranks."

A year ago, Fury had received a tip off that Hydra had been infiltrating his organisation for years. With the Avengers and a few select, trusted agents, he had begun to root out the Hydra spies. Soon enough, SHIELD's upper level agents were all just loyalists, and they could then progress to the lower levels to eradicate the threat. But that had pushed them to safe houses and bases. The last few months had seen the Avengers being sent on various missions to take these bases out and capture the Hydra agents.

"Will you be able to stay for a while now?"

"Of course," Loki grinned. "How would you like to go out for dinner? Just you and me? I found somewhere I think you might like. A little Italian place."

"That sounds wonderful. I'll go get changed."

"I will meet you at the gate and teleport us there," he said.

Hermione was not in their room, she was probably with Thor, more than likely. Whenever their soul mates left for a while, both wanted to spend time with them catching up. She quickly grabbed a black suit dress and changed into it, putting on makeup to conceal her mark.

It did not take long for her to get fully ready and re-join Loki. The restaurant was small, but the food was delicious. "You are showing symptoms of growing close to the end of the change, darling." He said.

"I have a year and a half left at the moment."

"Yes, but it must be a good sign. Apart from your mark not being filled in, you look almost exactly like a fully changed vampire."

"You never know, maybe I'll be one of the few to change early."

"I hope so. I would really like to be able to take you somewhere secluded to have you all to myself for quite some time. A couple of days would not be enough."

Asta blushed, but smiled. They had become rather close, physically, but they had not yet progressed to the stage of having sex. She was sure she was almost ready for that stage, but thought that she would probably only be fully ready when she changed. When she knew she was not going to die.

As they left, Loki teleported them back, and found Morgana waiting on them. "What's wrong?" Asta asked.

"The Cardiff House of Night has been attacked, and all of the occupants slaughtered. I do believe Dumbledore is making his move."

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