Emerald Jotun

Undisclosed Location in New York

They were in an underground complex the man Loki used his powers on Clint had known where it was.

Hidden, abandoned yet operational,

It was perfect for the time being.

Loki had enough of them under his control that he would only need to be informed and make the main decisions.

One of the first things he insured was done before anything else, he made sure he had his own rooms after all everyone needs sleep.

Clint was the only other one who had access, now was that not telling?

His room was definitely fit for royalty decked out in rich forest green with gold accents a massive Californian king bed smothered in silks and faux white fur blankets.

A knock resounded throughout the room he turned slightly looking at the door calling for the other to enter before he turned back to stare at his room trying to figure out what he wanted next.

"We found him" Clint's one sentence sent shocks throughout his body,

A Cheshire cat like grin graced his face.

He spun back to face Clint "Say that again" he requested folding his arms over his chest.

"We found him, we found Haraldr"

His smile widened "Where is he?"

Clint's expression softened "Surrey its near London"

Loki frowned slightly it was quite a distance away from where his husband and he originally lived but then again his husband did say he was born and raised at the Potter townhouse in London perhaps James had moved back there.

"Well I want you to prepare a bed for him in here for the time being whilst we search for somewhere much more appropriate for my twelve year old son to be raised please Clint I should be able to find him easily enough"

Clint nodded telling him that it would be done within an hour.

Loki gave him his thanks.

Little Whinging, Surrey

A small slender twelve-year-old boy with inky black shoulder length hair and glittering emerald green eyes was sat on a swing in the old empty park. The rusted chains creaked and groaned as he bent his knees slowly rocking him back and forth gently as he starred at the soft bark turf beneath his worn out trainers focusing on the peeling material lost in thought as the sun began to set behind him bathing the sky in the soft peach like glow.

The air surrounding him was getting colder, but he did not care the cold never really bothered him whereas heat was brutal. He did last longer in the heat than most of his friends that was true enough but once he was in a certain temperature even if his friends were fine it was too much or if it was sudden whilst his friends could enjoy the sun light laying on the green dew drop grass.

But right now, he was not thinking about his friends or school he was thinking about what he had witnessed.

The Mirror of Erised showed his entire family to him something he had always longed for.

Professor Quirrell being the dark lord Voldemort it frightened him deeply and all he wanted was his mum and dad, he wanted someone to hug him and tell him he was fine, that he was safe.

All those tasks he had faced at the end of this year before the summer had started and yet he could not shake the feeling it was all on purpose which he supposed was what scared him the most.

He wasn't sure what had made him want to stay at the park when the Dursleys told him to go out and not to come back until much later usually he would just walk about for a few hours but instead he was here sitting on the swing.

He was completely lost in his thoughts so much so that he did not notice the tall slender raven-haired man with equally bright emerald green eyes clad in green and gold armour that was currently stood leaning against a tree watching him.

Once Samhain hit that October it will have been eleven years since he had last seen Haraldr he was no longer his tiny baby with soft wispy black curls and bright green doe eyes he was now a pre-teen; a pre-teen who looked as though he was years beyond his actual age.

He had enough time observing his young son deciding that once and for all he would approach the boy then finally would tell him the truth.

He felt magic crackling around him before finally looking up and seeing the man coming towards him. His brow furrowed Harry was confused as to who the man was and why was he coming towards him.

"Haraldr I believe we need to talk" Loki quietly spoke he was trying to think of all the reaction's his son could possibly have to the news of who his parents really were.

Harry looked at the man confusedly "erm I think you have me confused with someone else sir"

Loki chuckled whilst he held a small smile on his face as his eyes softened "Your parents are to your belief Lily Jasmine Potter nee Evans is your mother whilst James Potter was supposedly your father. You believe your name is simply Harry James Potter although while that maybe your Midgardian name it is not your true name" he took in a deep breath before kneeling before the lad with the slight pause he allowed his young son a moment to process Loki's words before continuing "You were born on July 31st 1980 at 11:56pm at St Mungo's believe me I remember it well and although I'm not sure whether you have ever noticed or wondered about as it is such a small and perhaps to you an insignificant detail you have two small freckles birth marks as such; one on the bottom of your left foot on the heel the other is on your back on the right shoulder"

Harry watched Loki incredulously as he spoke how did this guy who spoke so calmly to him know about the freckles? How did he know so much?

Loki did not know if his young son was now in shock as the lad looked completely stunned sighing he leaned forward a little slowly reaching out his hand and grasping the lads in his own.

"Harry- Haraldr, I can change my appearance at will as such Odin my adopted father chooses from time to time to punish me by leaving me in certain appearances shall we say? I changed years back into a woman as a joke which was inappropriate and admittedly in poor taste" as he looked at his son he tried to gage whether or not he was alright with the onslaught of information.

Taking in a deep breath he said "I was Lily and I loved James more than anything I did I swear. James and I married but we couldn't conceive so we argued I walked out, got drunk and I was with someone who at that time was a complete stranger".

He did not realise the silent tears that began to fall running tracks down his face as somehow he knew that what he was hearing, what he was told was true.

The tension that was held in Loki's shoulders was released as he took in his child's heartbroken expression. Quickly he wiped away a stray tear that was on Harry's left cheek, Harry's eyes were half closed as he leant into his mother's touch.