Broken *Harry Potter Crossover*

Training

Over the next few days I had done nothing but train. I pushed myself and my magic to the brink. I was physically and mentally training meself to be ready. I promised myself that if I lost dad I would make Voldemort pay with his life. I was going to make him pay as it was for attacking dad but if dad died. Voldemort would too. Fen and Jörm were concerned about me. I could see it in their eyes. But I couldn't stop. I wouldn't stop. I had to be ready. If what Fen had told me about Voldemort was true. I couldn't stop. Dad grew worse with every hour that past and now spent most of his time asleep and resting. His magical core was in caos. And he couldn't control his magic anymore. Hela had to come and put a block on his magic. Because it had gotten so bad. As I trained I could feel myself getting stronger. But it wasn't enough. It would never be enough. The only time I stopped training was to eat. Not sleep. Sleep would take away my time to train. So I had been up for the past few days. With no sleep. And it was taking its toll on me. But I didn't care. I only cared about training. Day after day I trained like clockwork. And finally it got so bad that uncle tony slipped a seditve into my food that knocked me out cold. When I woke I was chained to the bed. As I tried to free myself I saw that it was no use. I groaned and flopped back against my pillows. As time past I laid there trying to find a way to break free and get back to training but eventually exhaustion consumed me and I was out.

When I woke I didn't know how long I had been asleep but I looked up and saw hela sitting beside me. And she wasn't happy. The look on her face made me shiver and I knew I was in for it. "Do you know how close you came to overloading your core?" Hela slowly asks. I sigh and look up at her wincing at the anger in her eyes. When I didn't answer Hela continued. "You realize how much damage you could have caused. You could have killed yourself celestial." Hela says. "I know." I whisper. "This stops. Now." Hela says. "No. I have to be ready." I say. Hela glares harder at me making me look down. "No you do not. because he is not going within five hundred miles of you. And you are not to go looking for him." She says. "He needs to pay Hela. For what he's done!" I cry finally. Hela sighs and pulls me into her arms. I cry into her chest. "We're losing him Hela. This is all his fault." I cry. Hela sighs and gently strokes my hair. "We will find a way to help father. But you pushing your core to the limit is not what father needs right now." Hela says. When I don't answer Hela gently makes me look up at her. "Do you understand me. This stops now." She says. I nod silently and return my head to her chest. "How is he?" I ask. Hela sighs. "The same. But he wished to see you." Hela says waving her hand. The chains disappear. Hela helps me stand and she takes me to dads room. I walk in and go over beside my father. Dad weakly turns his head and manages a small glare. I sigh before hugging him gently. "I'm sorry." I mumble into his chest. "No more." Dad whispers. I nod into his chest. Hela sits in the chair in the corner and watches me and Dad with a small smile. "Fen told me dad. About why he was after me. Why didn't you tell me?" I ask. Dad sighs weakly. "I was trying to protect you. I am sorry." Dad whispers. "I'm not mad. I understand." I say. Dad nods and leans his head back. "There must be something that can be done Dad. Anything."I say. Dad sighs weakly and shakes his head. A few tears leave my eyes. "I'm Sorry celestial." Dad whispers holding me closer. "How long dad?" I finally ask. Dad sighs. "I don't know." He whispers. I whimper and hug dad tighter. I didn't want to lose him. Dad shushes me weakly and gently presses a kiss to my head. "Father." Hela says coming over. Dad turns his head to her. "He's back.." Hela says and I had a feeling she either meant Dumbledore or snape. Dad sighs and tightens his hold on me. "Deal with them." Dad growls weakly with fire in his eyes. Hela nods and gives me a small smile before walking out leaving me alone with dad. Dad lays his head back and closes his eyes. I knew he was in pain. And a lot of it. I wished there was something I could do. Anything at all. But it killed me knowing there wasn't. Dad senses this and hugs me closer then ever before whispering "I'm sorry". At that point I break and start crying into his chest. "No. No daddy no!" I cry. Dad sighs and strokes my hair. I rarely ever Dad that and this might be the last time I could.