The Vala Prophecy - Loki x Reader - Chapter 5

“So, what sort of abilities do you possess?” Loki asked you. You were standing in his room’s library (yeah, his room was so big it had its own freaking LIBRARY) as the sun began to set. He had been reading a tome with curling pink script on the cover, but quickly closed it and shoved it away when you knocked on the door.
“Um, my powers are sort of all over the place,” you said, wondering how to categorize them.
“Name some of them,” Loki insisted.
“Let’s see… I can heal wounds… I can manipulate energy to some degree, sort of like force fields and energy blasts… I think I’m sort of clairvoyant? I have weird dreams of stuff that ends up happening, I can sense people’s actions before they do them, and I can sort of feel where events are supposed to go…”
Loki looked deep in thought as you began to falter.
“And, well… yeah. I think that’s about it.”
Loki’s eyes hovered on the book with the pink script for a split second before focusing back on you.
“Much of this sounds similar to both Alfheim and Asgardian magic. If we do some experimenting, we may be able to discover what your lineage is. Do your father or mother have any connection with magic?”
“I’m an orphan.”
“...Oh. I’m sorry.”
But while he was sorry, Loki was also thinking of how much of a blank space your heritage was. This would be harder than he expected.
“Yeah, well, I guess it kind of makes me like Harry Potter. I’ll live,” you said, shrugging.
“...Who is Harry Potter?”
“Never mind. So, magic lessons, yeah?”
“Right.” Loki snapped to attention. “You have the spell book?”
“Yep.” You pulled the book from your pocket, and Loki took it.
“Let’s start with something simple,” Loki said, flipping through the book. He held open the book to a page about a quarter of the way in. “Let’s start with an orb of light. This one doesn’t require an incantation, but it can take a bit to learn the technique. Once you get it, it should get easier and easier to conjure.”
“So how should I start?” you asked.
“Hold your hands together like you’re cupping water.”
You did this.
“Do you know the feeling you get when you conjure the energy you were referring to? Try creating that feeling again.”
You exhaled all the air in your lungs and concentrated on your hands. After a few moments, you succeeded in creating an orb of energy, but not one of light.
“I think you’re focusing too hard,” Loki said. As you concentrated, he’d been concentrating on you...r technique. Not you. Definitely not you. “Light is airy and free. Try to create a lighter feeling.”
You laughed. “Nice pun.”
Loki smiled for a split second before looking serious again.
“Focus on your hands…”
By midnight, you’d been successful in creating a weak ball of light. It had taken hours, but you felt like you had accomplished something. While Loki seemed frustrated that it had taken this long, he was a patient teacher. He would change your technique in the tiniest ways, experimenting with your hand placement, the tension in your body, and your breathing, and it had payed off.
“The light will get brighter the more you practice,” Loki told you. “Practice when you can, but focus on the competition for now.”
“Sounds good,” you said, absent-mindedly watching the light cupped in your hands.
“We can meet again in about a week’s time. Same time, same place, if you like?” Loki asked.
“Yup.” You let the light go out in your hands. You stood up, and Loki walked you to the door.
“Goodnight, y/n. Until next time,” he said, smiling softly.
“Goodnight to you, too,” you said. “And Loki?”
“Hmm?”
“Thank you. For everything.”
He inclined his head. “My pleasure. Just keep your end of the bargain.”
“Will do.”
As you walked away, Loki felt a surge of joy. He had never connected with someone as well as he did with you. Magic was something only he and his mother could control with great dexterity, and to share that with someone else was otherworldly.
But as quickly as he felt that joy, he quelled it. He was nothing more than a teacher to you. Not even a friend yet. You had nothing to share.
Even so, he turned back into his library and continued reading book with pink script, entitled “History of the Vala”.