Silence in the Gryffindor common room was unheard of, usually if it was silent it was sign for worry and caution to not enter in case they were planning something. It spanned all the way back to their founder, Godric Gryffindor, who was a very loud and a very boisterous man and encouraged his lions to be like him. This time, however, the quietness wasn't coming from some quiet lions discussing some dangerous quest, but by the questions of one friend to three others asking for the truth and now faced with it, had a wider vision of the world, or worlds, they thought they knew.

Hermione was the one to break the silence, no one answering the questions Dahlia asked as she didn't expect them to but the brains of the group asked, "what about Jotunheim, your father tried to destroy them and New York?"

Dahlia hummed, "New York I can't defend so much but Jotunheim, what Thor told you is true but he tried to kill them first. You see, Asgardian children are told bedtime stories of the brave Odin who defeated the Jotun monsters and brought peace among the nine realms. They were told as monsters, and as a young child, Thor used to come out with comments such as how he would, in his own words, 'hunt them down and slay them all'. Thor tried to do just that. My father stayed with Hela to grieve for us but had to return to Asgard as suspicions would arise about where he was. At Thor's ceremony to become heir, frost giants from Jotunheim interrupted, attempting to steal the Casket of Ancient Winters, the very thing that gives Jotunheim its power, something Odin took at the end of the war. Odin stopped them using the Destroyer, a machine, a weapon, but not before they killed several guards. My father let the Jotuns in, he wanted Odin to feel like he wasn't invincible, that he could lose something precious as he did. Just like expected, Thor wanted revenge for the soldiers that died and demanded they march on Jotunheim so that he could be feared like Odin was but Odin refused, not wanting war. It ended up being Thor, my father, Warriors Three and Lady Sif, Thor's friends marching on Jotunheim to teach them a lesson. They found the King, Laufey, and seeing they were outnumbered, my father tried to persuade them to leave but Thor was so enraged that he wanted answers and told my father to 'know his place'. A frost giant insulted Thor and of course, his pride couldn't handle an insult so he attacked which led to a full-on attack. It was them against frost giants and soon a frost giant army launched attack. It was during that very fight that my father first discovered the truth of his heritage. A frost giant touched him and dad expected frost bite but his skin began to turn blue, like theirs. He killed the soldier but couldn't unsee what he saw when he was touched. They ran when one of them got hurt but were confronted with a monster then more soldiers and it wasn't until Odin showed up did it stop. Turns out, my father told a soldier the plan before they left and told him to get Odin, already seeing it ending in disaster".

"He saved them," Hermione said, "if he hadn't told the soldier, they would have died".

"Yep. But the others didn't quite see it that way. When Odin arrived, he tried to regain peace, however, Laufey told them Thor had started war and they quickly left as Laufey tried to kill him. Back on Asgard, Odin was furious and banished Thor to earth, sending his hammer after him and that's where he met Jane". Dahlia rolled her eyes, "he spent a few days and Jane managed to teach him humility and not to act purely on aggression. How she taught the oaf is beyond me. While he was banished, the others didn't seem too impressed with my father over their friend being banished, blaming him because he told a soldier to get Odin, even though it saved their lives. Thinking about the fight, dad went to the vaults to see the Casket of Ancient Winters and he touched it and changed. Blue skin, red eyes, ice, you get the picture. Odin arrived and ordered him to stop and that's when the truth was discovered. He said he found my father at the end of the battle on Jotunheim, abandoned, left to die and small for a Jotun baby...then the big shock, Laufey's son".

"What?" the three of them gasped.

"As in..." Hermione wanted to ask but didn't.

Fred happily did, "King Laufey, frost giant that tried to kill Odin?"

"Yep. Thor told everyone my father was adopted and he was Jotun but never said he was Jotun royalty after everything went down," Dahlia said calmly, "dad then asked Odin why he took him and Odin said he wanted to use my father, hoping one day they could unite their realms, an alliance of permanent peace".

"Even after taking his children," Hermione said disbelief.

"That's unlikely," the twins said.

"Odin then said those plans didn't matter anymore and I think that's when my father's sanity reached its tipping point," Dahlia said sadly, "he realised he was just another stolen relic, locked away until he had a use. He realised he would never be equal to anyone, he'd never get Odin's trust so he could discover where Fenrir was hidden and how to find Jora. Among everything, he knew that his children were in more danger than ever. He always held on to the hope that Odin would never hurt his own flesh and blood, but it seemed they weren't that so now there was no guessing what Odin would do to stop Ragnarok. They argued, and Odin fell into the Odinsleep, a deep sleep where he recharges his magical force. Dad spoke to Frigga and she said that they should have told him but then my father was pronounced king as Odin clearly couldn't rule and Thor was banished".

"Now the fun begins," Fred joked and George laughed while Dahlia smiled but Hermione hit his leg for interrupting.

"Wish it was that simple. The Warriors Three and Lady Sif came into the throne room to find my father King and wanted him to bring Thor back but he wouldn't. He then travelled to Jotunheim, angry with everyone and everything and he made a deal with Laufey; he'd let them into Asgard and they could kill Odin and take the Casket of Ancient Winters back, restoring Jotunheim to its former glory so that he could be King of Asgard. He accepted. It was later revealed that Thor's friends had used the Bifrost and went to find Thor so my dad sent the Destroyer to kill his enemies. Obviously, it didn't work as Thor was going to sacrifice himself and this actually proved his worthiness, so he got his hammer back. Dad quickly welcomed the Jotuns to Asgard, guided them to Odin's room and Frigga tried to defend her husband in his state but was knocked down. Just as Laufey was about to kill Odin, my father stopped him and killed him".

"What?" George asked.

"Why?" Fred asked.

"Odin was one of few people who knew where my brothers were," she answered, "killing him wouldn't have helped as others knew the prophecy and feared it and the guards guarding Fenrir would have killed him if Odin died. Luckily, he didn't because we didn't know we needed a talisman to get Jora out of the waters and Odin carried that everywhere".

"Did he know?" Hermione asked, "Laufey...did he know who Loki was?"

Dahlia answered shaking her head, "only when he got to Niflheim. Hela was pissed as soon as she found out the truth and sent him immediately to Mareritt, a place of torture, saying she never wanted to see him. But he knows, Hela made sure of it...back to the story, Thor returned to Asgard moments later and they fought after Thor revealed the attempts on his life to Frigga. Dad got to the Bifrost and aimed its full power at Jotunheim, he wanted to destroy Jotunheim. Thor tried to stop it through words, obviously changing his mind about the monsters that needed to be destroyed but they fought. Thor only managed to stop the Bifrost power by destroying the bridge, making travelling between realms difficult. They both fell from the now destroyed bridge but Odin caught them and my father said that he did it for them, to show he could be like them, their equal, but Odin said no. It was then my father realised that there was no hope, if he couldn't find his boys within a thousand years, what hope had he for a thousand more after his actions? So, he fell. Fell into an abyss...he disappeared for months, many believing him dead until New York happened. Neither I nor Hela know what happened to him in his time away, just that he met someone called Thanos and they made a deal over the Tesseract and earth. Something bad must have happened though, Hela said it seemed like his hatred was intensified but who knows, maybe that's just his insanity. Thor and Steve actually taught right about New York, my father was sent to the dungeons and it took ten years and me to fight Voldemort for us both to find one another again. When I was hurt in first year, that's when my magic connected with my father's and we entered this dream world and he told me the truth. We saw each other there all the time, then I met Hela at Yule last year and went to Niflheim with her for the first part of the holidays, only came back a few days before I went to the Order headquarters...you asked what my dad is like, Hermione, there you have it. He's crazy obsessed with protecting his children, hates to think of his daughters close to any man, he loves us with everything he has, he would even willingly give up his soul for us to live free, was willing to give it up yesterday in fact...but like many people, my dad has been through things that have tested his sanity, not all of it his fault, so he's come out a little damaged. He's still my dad, I love him".

Hermione sighed, "I wasn't questioning your love, I just want to make sure you're safe".

"I'm as safe as I can get," Dahlia shrugged, "from all manner of Death Eaters, Order members, beings from other worlds. If it can be killed, my dad will make sure it happens before they can touch me".

Hermione then reached for Dahlia's hand and held it as she smiled, "then I'm happy for you, you have your family back".

"Speaking of your father," Fred said.

"Now there's a but in his insanity," George added.

"Can you introduce us?" they asked together.

"No," Hermione gasped instantly, her mind already coming up with all sorts of scenarios the boys would land themselves in. She looked between the boys quickly then to Dahlia and said, "you can't".

Both boys then jumped to the ground on their knees, holding their hands together, as if praying, begging, "please. Please. Please," they begged.

"I already made him promise not to teach you anything," Dahlia defended and saw Hermione sigh in relief.

"Why?" the boys exclaimed.

"My father is the God of Mischief-"

"Exactly," they interrupted, "he's our God-"

"Anything you can come up with, he probably came up with hundreds, maybe even thousands of years ago and thought of a hundred different ways of doing it and to get better results. He doesn't need to teach you, you come up with good pranks of your own".

"But-" they protested, but it wasn't heard.

"No. I'll introduce you and you can meet him but he won't teach you anything to do with pranks".

Both twins knew Dahlia was serious, so they relented but were frustrated so as they sat back in their seats, they both crossed their arms like children in trouble and mumbled how unfair it was and about a once in a lifetime opportunity lost. Both girls decided to ignore them as Dahlia rolled her eyes and Hermione laughed as Dahlia asked about what had been happening. Hermione replied, "nothing much, everyone's been too busy gossiping about what happened, but we couldn't find out anything, only Neville could get into the hospital", and then gave Dahlia a pointed look, thinking something that wasn't true.

"It isn't what you think. Our parents obviously knew each other when we were born and Hela knew Neville, she met him when she came to visit", it wasn't a lie, just a simple withholding of the truth as she didn't mention that he was also her godbrother as she didn't want to tell anyone without his permission first for his own personal safety.

"Anyway, gossip around the school and we've been worrying and..." Hermione hesitated in telling her but with a comforting smile and nod from the twins, she said, "everyone knows he's back. Voldemort. It was in the paper, it says that Fudge along with several Aurors saw him, they didn't say where but they mentioned you were there".

"Of course, they did and I already know," Dahlia answered, "I was taken from the Hospital Wing, not by my sister but by Sirius. He kidnapped me just as dad returned and took me to headquarters," she glanced to the twins, "your parents were there".

"What?" both said.

Dahlia nodded, "yeah. That's why all the soldiers weren't in the camp, they were trying to find me. I saw members of the Order and told them I needed to be brought back here for the antidote and that giving me ordinary potions here would affect me differently, make me worse because of my biology, but they didn't. I think Dumbledore thought I was hallucinating or something but he drugged me with a sleeping potion and I don't know what else they may have given me but it only made it worse".

"That's what your brother meant by enemies within the walls," Fred said.

Dahlia nodded, "I refused to eat or drink anything in case they laced it with healing potions so I was weak until I got out...it was on the way back, when I was riding my Thestral Eclipse, everyone found me and when I mean everyone, my sister, father and Voldemort. I was weak to the point of being easily possessed".

If a pin dropped, they'd defiantly be able to hear it, remembering the winter holidays when Order members believed Dahlia was possessed and Dahlia reassured all of them that she wasn't.

"I know..." Dahlia said, knowing just what they were thinking, "I know what happened during winter but I wasn't possessed then. Through my Aesir magic, magic from my father, I protected myself against him but I was so weak I had to let him in to control me. My family saved me though but when Voldemort left me, Fudge and the others were there and they couldn't deny the truth any longer...I saw the article, didn't say anything about that, couldn't have anything more shaming their precious saviour when there are those believing I'm the saviour to end it all. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you guys anything about this but I'm sure from the reaction the other day you could tell what would have happened if anyone found out the truth".

"OH!" Hermione said loudly and they thought she was hurt as she jumped up but she turned and ran up the stairs. Dahlia shared a puzzled look with the twins but they seemed to be as confused as she was. It was only when Hermione returned carrying Dahlia's box that she understood. She sat and said, "I hid this, I knew it must be important to you".

Dahlia took it into her hands and as she traced the engravings, she said a quietly, "thank you".

"If you don't mind, what's in it? I mean you tried to escape with it, you could have escaped without it, but you didn't".

Dahlia slowly began to open the lid and a small bit of ash transferred to her fingers. She rubbed her thumb and forefinger together and asked, "did someone try to burn this?"

Hermione looked down while Fred clenched his fists so it fell to George to tell her the truth, "Ron. After what happened, we came back here but he was angry and took the box. Hermione tried to get it back but it fell into the fire".

Dahlia scoffed, "so much for all these years of friendship, being one of my best friends. He must really hate me." She let the lid fall back and the sight of the pictures, of her mother smiling in the pictures, of a happy time vanished the anger building up inside of her.

"Pictures of your mum," Hermione said, "no wonder its important".

"A kind of happier time. My brothers weren't there, the war with Voldemort, being kept a secret from Odin but my mum was alive and we were together. If my brothers were there, we would have been whole but this was the small amount of happiness my father and Hela had after the whole prophecy and in the end, having this happiness also caused them pain".

She picked up a single picture and laughed, they all gathered around to look and Hermione smiled and aw'd at baby Dahlia while Fred and George whistled.

"Shut up," Dahlia said but continued to laugh.

The picture was one of them in Potter's living room. Hela was sat on the floor smiling with a baby Dahlia in her lap who was pointing to the camera with her mouth opened in an 'o' shape showing off two teeth. Hermione clearly thought the image was cute while the boys saw what was in the background. Sat on the couch in the background was Loki and Lily but they weren't looking towards the camera, clearly unknown a picture was being taken as Lily had her legs across Loki's lap, almost sitting on it while Loki had an arm wrapped around her waist while the other was on her thigh. They were like two teenagers making out, as if their kisses were needy, that they'd be interrupted at any moment and with two daughters in the house, it was only a matter of time. It gave them all a definite new perspective on the brave smart witch Lily and God of Mischief .

"There's something else," Dahlia said and reached for her locket as she pushed the pictures away, "touch the box," she said confusing all of them but they weren't confused long as Dahlia positioned the necklace in the slot and they were sucked into the box.

While the three Gryffindors landed on the ground, losing their footing instantly, Dahlia landed on her feet like always and laughed at them. They looked up to glare at her but was greeted by a whole new room surrounded by books. Dahlia walked away from them and pulled out a few books, piling them on the shelf bellow before exposing a hidden cabinet. While the other Gryffindors were standing, collecting themselves, Dahlia took the apple of Idun that was hidden in her cloak and placed it in the cabinet, knowing it would be safe there. She put the books back, seeing the titles of the books and rolling her eyes as she knew she would never forget where she put the apple as these few books were all about Asgard, from where the apple originated.

She turned back to her friends and said, "another reason for the box. The pictures are most important but this room is here. My sister gave it to me for a birthday present, a way to practise my magic and be alone while at school and be safe. All the time you couldn't find me, it's more than likely I was in here. The books are about my kind of magic and all I can do with it among other things".

They walked towards the books, even Fred and George who hoped secretly they could find something about tricks and pranks that they could possibly do with their magical core but unfortunately, all the books were written in a different language.

"Norse, sorry for the disappointment but none of these books are in English".

"So, you can read and speak Norse?" Hermione asked.

Dahlia nodded, "my dad taught me but it took a few years. It's literally a second language to me now but I don't understand old Norse from say like ten generations ago. Like this world, language develops over time. I mean I doubt everyone nowadays can understand Shakespeare".

"Say something," George said.

"What?"

Fred and George shared a look before smiling and said, "mischief managed".