Warnings: Several major character deaths, emotional trauma, and fluffy pink tutus

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Disclaimer: I own nothing, nada, nil, need I say more? All belongs to J.K Rowling, Stan Lee, Steve Ditko, Jack Kirby, Disney, and Marvel.

A/N: Okay when I was first writing this I didn't mean to give Harry PTSD it just clicked in my head that he had several of the symptoms so I decided to give him PTSD because after what he went through it makes sense. Especially since anyone he would really confide is dead. The twins will seem better off because they have each other and Luna is well Luna. The background will be seen in flashbacks. There will be a general overview of the background for more on that read my profile. Also names not recognized are just background characters that I named because I couldn't call them by number. The Minister is an OC but i'm not sure how big a part she'll play yet. I'm using my own version of the Marvelverse which is a potential future movieverse.

Harry sat in the Minister's office waiting for the lecture he was sure to get. It had started as a normal day it really had, or as normal as it could get for him. It was hard to have a normal life when you're the Saviour, Chosen One, One-Who-Conquered, Dark-Lord-Slayer (he'd really gotten a kick out of that one), or whatever else the Prophet was calling him now.

After the funerals it was all he could do to remember to feed himself. He had watched them bury several members of the Order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore's Army. He had been there when they put in the memorials both at the Ministry and Hogwarts. He had memorized every name on the memorials with about half of them being unfamiliar.

He had decided to wait on becoming an auror because he wanted to help repair things first. So he was currently working with the Ministry and the Wizengamot to clean out any leftover Voldemort sympathizer's. Many people hadn't taken him seriously at first even with the dual lordship of the Potter and Black families, because he was still technically underage (he'd be seventeen in a few months time so he really couldn't understand all the fuss and he had already graduated).

Thing had been going pretty smoothly so he really should have known something was going to happen. He had been called in early to the Ministry for some reason, which should have been his first clue. Apparently McKinley needed him for something and it was urgent.

When he got there he expected to be greeted but the atrium was suspiciously empty. Senses kicking into high alert he took his wand from its holster on his arm as he inched forward. He went towards Stuart McKinley's, the current Department of Magical Law Enforcement (DMLE) head. He approached the door using various spells to detect any jinxes or dark magic, but that didn't mean that there was nothing dangerous in the room. Deciding to be cautious he charmed the door seeing nobody inside he stepped into the room. Then several things happened at once.

There was a chorused shout of 'surprise' and several people appeared out of nowhere without pausing to think Harry sent out a wave of jinxes and hexes which caused a small explosion. There was a cloud of dust and a bunch of debris flew towards him. Instinctively he ducked and rolled out of the way just in case there were any incoming spells. He took advantage of the cloud of dust and quickly exited the room.

There was a small crowd of Ministry workers as well as several Aurors had gathered during his fight. 'Well now somebody shows up' thought Harry wryly.

"What happened here?" asked an Auror. Harry recognized him as a new recruits. His name was Nathan Morrigan, recognizable from a scar that crossed his face vertically. Next to him were trainees Kent and Dillon that he also vaguely recognized.

"I was told to come to the Ministry early so I did. The atrium was empty and I was uneasy so I had my wand ready. I charmed McKinley's door open." said Harry. "Then people popped out of nowhere so I threw a couple jinxes on reflex."

"Clear out." barked Morrigan, causing those who had just come to gawk to get back to their jobs albeit reluctantly. Kent, Dillon, and another auror. Morrigan poked his head into the office to survey the damage. He looked around and saw several ministry workers lying on the floor, and the room itself was wrecked. He let out a sigh as he turned to look at Harry. Everyone knew that he was a quick draw, and he couldn't blame the kid but this was getting ridiculous. He'd blown up the atrium at least twice this month. There were several higher-ups who kept complaining about all the paperwork his 'reflexes' were causing.

Harry watched Morrigan sigh and knew he'd over reacted. Again. It probably didn't help that he tended to use the special 'war spells' that Hermione and the twins had invented. These spells were a bit destructive and tended to have lengthier effects. He hoped Neo was in a good mood because he really didn't want another lecture. As he was thinking this he saw Dawn, Neo's secretary running towards him, and knew he wasn't going to like what she had to say.

"Harry what have you done now!?" she screeched. She then fixed him with a glare.

"Nothing." he said. He wasn't really bothered by the glare because he'd seen worse, because compared to Snape she was an amateur.

"Don't lie to me" she seethed.

"Alright. I may have accidentally destroyed McKinley's office and knocked out a couple people. At least it wasn't the atrium this time." said Harry.

"Do you know how many grey hairs I have because of you?" she demanded.

"Sorry" said Harry sheepishly.

"Come on Neo wants to talk to you." she said walking towards the lifts.

"Great" Harry muttered. He trailed after her slowly. Harry knew that he probably wasn't making Neo's job easier but he really couldn't help it. He was still having a hard time re-adjusting. He knew that everyone else had gotten on with their lives, while he was still stuck in war mode. The first month after the battle he had been a total wreck, jumping at any little thing, avoiding everyone and everything, constantly zoning out, constant nightmares, and bouts of depression. He stopped avoiding people although that was mostly because of Fred, George, and Luna. The bouts of depression were fewer and far between. He was having a lot of trouble with nightmares, but he'd been having them since fourth year so he was used to it.

"We're here." announced Dawn.

Harry hadn't even noticed they were already at the Minister's office, but then again he'd been here so much it wasn't really surprising. After all Neo was one of the only people who would lecture him, most people wouldnt dare dreaming of lecturing the Saviour. Neo was not most people besides being Minister of Magic he was also a seasoned fighter, unconventional, and was one of the few people Harry respected. It also helped that even though Harry had helped him win the election, Neo was still unafraid to tell Harry off when it was necessary (this was one of the things that made Harry respect him because he could name several people who couldn't control their motor skills around him).

"Harry this is the third time this week. Do you know how much paperwork I have because of you?"Neo said .

"Nice to see you too Neo"Harry said dryly.

"Harry you've had more incidents than Moody did in his entire career! In nine months you have gotten at least thirty charges from various departments in the Ministry. Last week you exploded several dustbins, enchanted a car, caused a downpour of ducks, unleashed a hippogriff stampede, and sent at least a dozen aurors to !" ranted Neo.

"Most of those weren't even my fault." Harry said. He knew the incidents Neo was talking about and most of them were a result of his terrible luck. Ok so the duck thing might've been his fault, but the rest weren't.

"Look I know this hasn't been easy for you but this has gone too far. I think a change of scenery will do you some good. I think it's time you had a vacation." Neo said and despite his tone Harry knew an order when he heard one.

"You're shipping me off?" asked Harry in disbelief.

"Believe me Harry, I don't want to do this but there aren't many options left. You've refused every offer of help, and besides I am certain this will help you. I've pulled a few string with some of my contacts and they'd be happy to have you. And don't even think of escaping I'm having some of my best aurors escort you." Neo said.

"I guess I don't have much of a choice do I?" Harry muttered but Neo heard him.

"No."Neo said simply.

"Great, so where are you sending me Antarctica?" Harry asked.

"No. New York." Neo replied

"You're sending me to the states?" Harry asked. He didn't think Neo would actually send him that far.

"Yes. I'll give you a few days to get your affairs in order, and in the mean time read this." Neo said as he handed a file to Harry. Neo continued "that will have some information you'll need for the trip."

"Fine." Harry said.

"Have fun." Neo said. Watching as Harry turned on his heels and left upon hearing the dismissal. Neo's shoulders slumped as he watched Harry leave. He knew there was a chance that his plan might not work, but if it did all involved parties would benefit.

"Neo Novus Incipien, just what are you planning?" Dawn asked glaring at her boss. Neo gulped he knew it was never good when she used his full name.

"Nothing." Neo said quickly. He knew from the look he was getting that his secretary would no doubt find out his plan eventually, he just hoped she wouldn't be too mad.