There once was a tale of three brothers and the gifts bestowed upon them by Death. Such a tale is one of intrigue, of adventure, of tragedy. Such a tale is a lie. Or; a story of time travel, genocide, and a boy who just wants to live.

Harry doesn't speak up during his detention with Umbridge and endures her cruel punishments in silence, but then Loki finds out and decides to inflict his own special brand of punishment upon the woman.

In his several millennia of existence Loki Odinson, God of Mischief and Lies, had been many things; he had been a liar, a warrior, and a trickster, just to name a few, but never before had he been a loving father, he'd never been given the chance. However, the moment the tiny creature was in his arms, he knew he would do anything necessary to keep hold of what was his.

When heaven is empty there is none to turn to but the devil.

In one world, a sacrifice is made and a life is lost, in another a soul is found and a perception is forever altered. -A man who has nothing to die for is not fit to live. Post DH