A Taste of Asgard

Harry had followed Sif into what looked like a dinner hall, Padfoot had been following along at Harry's side. Once they entered they got a few odd looks from many people, mostly due to Harry's hair and Midgardian clothes, plus Padfoot. Sif either did not notice or ignored the stares, but to the credit of the Asgardian's they only stared briefly before going about their business, or at least looking like they were going about their business.

"Tell me," Sif said as they arrived in a corner. "do you recognize these two?" She asked as she gestured to two people, the first being a jolly looking man with a big beard and round stomach who was eating a chicken leg, the other being a blonde haired man with a goatee and was sitting in-between two fairly attractive women that were both leaning against him as he wrapped his arms around their waists.

"I think so," Harry nodded. "Volstagg, right?" Harry asked as he gestured to the one with the big beard.

"Yes." The man, Volstagg, smiled as he threw away the remaining bone of his chicken leg before picking up another chicken leg. "Pleased to meet you."

"And you would be Fandral, correct?" Harry asked the blonde.

"That is indeed correct." Fandral grinned.

"Woof?" Padfoot barked questioningly at Volstagg while looking at his chicken leg.

"Is there a problem?" Sif frowned.

"Oh it's nothing important, he just wants Volstagg's chicken leg." Harry explained before turning to Padfoot. "You can't have that, it's his food. I will get you something to eat later." Padfoot whined, and lowered his head.

"Oh." The two women with with Fandral cooed. Volstagg looked at his chicken before looking back at Padfoot, his eyes softened.

"Oh here you go." Volstagg sighed before he shook his head and tossed the chicken leg on the floor so it landed in front of Padfoot, Padfoot suddenly grinned before he began eating. "I'm glad you like it." Volstagg said as he petted Padfoot while he was eating.

"Volstagg, Fandral, this is Harry Potter." Sif said as she gestured to Harry. "You may remember him as Grim."

"Ah yes," Volstagg smiled. "we do remember you, you're rather hard to forget."

"And we've heard Thor's stories about you." Fandral commented. "He said you were mighty impressive when fighting against the Chitauri."

"Is it true that Loki feared you?" The girl on Fandral's right asked in an awed voice.

"Either that or he's a good actor." Harry shrugged, wondering just what Thor was telling everyone.

"Did you really fly into the mouth of a giant flying worm?" The girl on Fandral's left asked suddenly.

"It was more of a snake," Harry replied, guessing that she was referring to the giant flying monsters from the battle against the Chitauri. "and forgive me, but who the hell are you two?" Harry asked as he gestured to both women.

"Ladies," Fandral said to the two of them. "I'm really sorry but we need to talk about something important, perhaps I can talk to you both later." The women pouted but nodded and walked off.

"So who the hell were those two?" Harry asked Fandral.

"Honestly?" Fandral asked.

"You forgot, haven't you?" Sif rolled her eyes.

"No!" Fandral said quickly. "Their names are… um… oh I remember, Aasta and Alfdis!" Fandral finished with a smug face.

"Well done, Fandral." Sif smirked. "Now which one was which?" She asked in a challenging voice.

"I…" Fandral paused as he racked his brain while trying to remember. "I… I…"

"I think you broke him." Harry said to an amused looking Sif. "Let me guess, he is one of those guys who sleeps with a new woman every other day?" Harry asked.

"Pretty much." Sif nodded.

"Does he have a name?" Volstagg asked Harry.

"Man-slut would be my guess, but apparently he is called Fandral." Harry replied.

"I meant him." Volstagg said as he gestured to Padfoot while Fandral let out a noise of protest at the 'Man-slut' comment just as Sif chuckled.

"Yes, he is called Padfoot." Harry answered.

"Padfoot?" Volstagg gave Harry a surprised look.

"This is Padfoot?" Fandral asked with a voice that held a hint of disbelief. "The fierce and loyal companion of the mighty Grim? This is the one who ripped out the throats of Chitauri soldiers?" Fandral asked as he looked at Padfoot who was happily licking the remains off of the chicken leg.

"He became a very different animal when the Chitauri refused to share their chicken with him." Harry said dryly, Volstagg seemed to have missed out on the fact that Harry was joking because his eyes suddenly widened and he very quickly reached for another chicken leg before tossing it to Padfoot who happily began eating that too. Sif giggled at that while using her hand to cover her mouth.

"And what happens if you refuse to give him chicken?" Sif asked Harry with an amused smile.

"He acts all cute until I feel bad and then give him one." Harry answered, totally serious. "Anyway, I seem to remember their being another one of you. Because you guys are supposed to be 'Lady Sif and the Warrior's Three', aren't you? Where's the other guy? What was his name… Hogun, that's it, where's Hogun?" Harry asked.

"Hogun is currently in Vanaheim," Volstagg answered. "he is a Vanir and is spending some long over due time with his own people."

"You see he stays with us so often that many people, himself included, sometimes forget that he is not Asgardian." Fandral added with a chuckle. "So, Grim, do tell me how Asgard compares to Midgard?" He asked.

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