There was nothing special about the voice. The british man was simpily a software program designed to help and asist Tony. Nothing special, not really at least. At least Tony never thought so.

It wasn't well known that Tony Stark had a wife. Oh was she something. She was just amazing. Her hair was long and the color of fire. Her eyes comparable to the most expensive emeralds. Just like her namesake she always smelt of flowers. But not lilles. Lilly Evans-Stark always smelt of roses and sunshine.

They had meet on a cold and rainy day. Tony was hiding from the press and Lilly from her past. She ran from her world. From the dead husband she never was able to say goodbye to. Lilly ran from the evil that was forsed into her lap weather she wanted it or not. It wasn't planned and expected but being with each other was like a sothing balm was rubbed on a wound. They drowned in the feeling.

Tony meet Sirius and Remus at the wedding. They were practiclly Lillys brothers. They seemed tourtured that she was with someone other than James, but with him dead and gone they just wanted her happy. She became their sister and James diying didn't change that. They still threatened Tony to treat her right. All in all he gained two brothers that day dispite having to lose one to do it.

Harrison James Stark was born July 31st at one o'clock in the afternoon. Sirius, Remus, and Rhodes are all there. While Sirius wasn't the godfather his 'prongslet' was still important to him. If Tony heard him say abything about James wanting a son he never said a word aloud.

Harrison was born in 1990. When he was born Edwin Jarvis was all too happy to come back to Stark manor and take care of his son. The man was in his late sixty's and had seen better days. But that never put a dampor on his ability to chase a todler on a sugar high around for hours at a time. Harry called Jarvis grandpa. He never told him no.

It was times like this that made Tony want to scream. To find a way to cry or let out some form of visible emotion to convey the utter brokenness inside. But there was nothing. To find your father figure dead next to your wife. And overturned desk and a screaming four year old. You can never be preparred for that. So Tony did all he could. He held Harry close and vowed to proted him with everything he had. At twenty two Tony Stark was a broken man.

They moved to England for a while. California holding too many memories. Harry needed to be close to his uncles and Tony needed to learn how to breathe again. In 2001 Harry was offically a Hogwarts student. Tony would let Harry portkey to New York for holidays and summer but Being where he meet and feel for Lilly was almost worse than living in the home where she died.

Tony threw himself into making Jarvis. The AI named after the beloved man. Harry adored it. By his sixth year in 2006 Harry was at his ropes end. But dispite that he held conversations with the AI for hours on end. Tony can't say he had never done that before. And he would be liying if he said he wasn't worried.

When he was told of Harrys death in 2007, he couldn't. He hadn't cried when Jarvis or Lilly died. But learning of his sons death from a seemingly endless crowd of watery eyed teens he just couldn't. He feel to his knees and nothing could stop the screams or staunch the tears. Tony knew the three teens hugging him. They were Harrys best friends. Ginny, Ron, and Hermione. He suddenly hated them. He hated them because they were here and Harry wasn't. He hated them because the body that he would soon bury was his son and not someone else's. He didn't care that he said it aloud. And by the way the three were trying to make him feel better they didn't care eather.

Tony threw himself into making wepons. By 2008 he was prancing off to diffrent countries to showcase new bombs, misiles, and guns. He was reckless and didn't care about his saftey at all. After Afganistan Tony started to become more of a recluse. Jarvis who was once purely Edwin now had Harry's voice. A constant reminder of everything he failed to protect.

Harry's friends cried. So did Sirius and Remus. They said it was for his own good. They wanted him to forget about Harry. By forgetting Harry he would feel better. Its what Harry would have wanted. Obliviate was the last thing he ever heard when talking about Harry.

Tony dosen't remember why Jarvis sounds so familiar. His voice is like a throb in his head. A memory long since past. He can almost picture a face to go with it. The face is important, like it seems to mean the world to him. The team never used to ask about the voice intill Tony said something. When suggested that he should change it, Tony subtley suggested they should fuck off. An accountant Hermione was that her name?-laughed and handed him a bank report. Her husband Ronald or sonething like that trailing behind her as she left.

So if anyone asked is there was something behing the voice of Jarvis Tony would say no. But deep down farther than anything he can grasp in his mind, something tells Tony to tresure the voice. Because its all thats left of someone that meant more than all the money in the world.