"Fuck," Harry muttered, dropping his face into his hands. This wasn't Hermione. His friend was clearly gone and he had no idea how to bring her back. Somehow, darkness had taken over, her connection to Loki clearly more prominent than they'd originally thought. What did that mean for Loki? That was a horror all on its own. Deciding there was no talking her out of this disastrous plan, Harry mentally prepared himself and lifted his gaze. "Alright, what do we need to do?"