The war is over and Voldemort is dead. Harry suddenly begins to have strange headaches out of the blue, and then the dreams starts. The dreams are as real as they can be to him, it is almost as they could been memories. Long hair he could learn to live with, but bloody wings? that just bonkers. Why could his life never be easy? But could he really denied the blooming feeling of love that had started to filled his whole body and mind at the mere thought about the trickster god? But that would be impossible, right? Because his name is not Harald and he does not know anyone by the name of Loki. That, for the record, apparently was his soul mate and let's not forget that tiny detail that he is a prince of Asgard. Harry would have known, especially if he also was engage to said man, which he was not.... right? Or: A love story that transcending both time and realms, long lost soul mates finally is reunited in the brink of war.
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