This is my first Harry Potter and Avengers crossover!
This is the first in a series of one-shots that will occur through the Avengers/Marvel timeline centering on the Barton family and their interactions with characters and scenes from movies.
This first one introduces the Barton family to the Avengers for the first time in Age of Ultron where they go to the safehouse. MxM relationship so if you don't like, I'd suggest pressing the back button now.
Hope you enjoy!
The Safehouse
Hawkeye landed the Quinjet on the lawn of what appeared to the rest of the Avengers as an empty field.
They were battered and bruised and it appeared that all was nearly lost after the defeat and Hulk's rampage.
They exited the jet, Clint leading the way as the others looked around. There was a line of trees in the distance to a forest, but all around was grass and weeds.
"What is this place?" Thor asked.
"A safehouse," Clint replied, not explaining any further.
Before them, a huge silvery image began to form. To the surprise of all but two, it formed into a large stag.
The stag stamp his feet, shimmering mist rising from the action as the others immediately went for their weapons.
Natasha put her hand against Bruce's arm and shook her head. Bruce lifted a thick brow in surprise but didn't say anything further.
"Stand down guys, it's okay." Clint stepped forward, his hand rising up, palm forward as the stag stepped forward to rest its muzzle against the offered appendage.
"Hi Prongs." Clint murmured as the others watched in awe.
The stag lifted its head and looked at Clint and began to speak, the voice soft. "I open at the close."
"Okay. What the f-," Tony began as Natasha shot him a withering look.
"To the well organised mind, death is but the next great adventure," Clint replied smoothly.
"Am I the only one thinking this is all crazy?" Tony muttered to himself.
Prongs nodded at the response, but his attention was on Tony as he spoke.
"Guests," Clint said as he noticed Prongs looking at the others.
"State your names, please," Prongs asked.
"Natasha Romanov."
Bruce swore he saw the stag smile at that. At the nudge he received from Natasha he stepped forward and cleared his throat.
"Uhm, Bruce Banner."
"Steve Rogers."
"I am Thor, Son of Odin."
"Tony Stark otherwise known as Ironman."
The group rolled their eyes at that.
Prongs nodded before beginning to disappear. "Welcome."
The group watched as the beast faded into mist and floated away. The air began to shimmer and warp and their eyes grew as in the distance, a house began to melt into existence.
Clint stalked forward towards the figure that was walking towards them.
The Avengers watched with wide eyes and one sly smirk as Clint embraced the man, eliciting a laugh from the dark haired unknown.
"Welcome home," the man said to Clint who nuzzled his neck and let out a long sigh.
"Glad to be home," Clint murmured to the man he was curled around, breathing in the familiarity.
A clearing of a throaty made Clint pull back to see a blushing Steve, a surprised Bruce, a smirking Natasha and a grinning Thor. Stark had a calculating look on his face.
"This is an agent of some kind," Tony murmured to Thor who grinned again.
"Gentlemen, this is Harry," Clint said in introduction as Harry stepped up and offered a hand to shake.
"Welcome everyone, sorry for all the theatrics out there, I had to key you all into the wards," Harry explained as he shook the hands one by one.
"Key? Wards?" Bruce asked as Tony raised a brow as well.
"British?" Tony replied back, equally confused.
Before any further explanation could be said, there was loud bangs and shouts which the group instinctively sank into fighting positions.
"Incoming," Harry said with a laugh as from the house two kids stumbled out and down the few steps, running across the grass. The two were racing, pulling at each other's clothing to hold the other back or push them forward to stumble.
"Daddy!" The two squealed as they threw themselves at Clint who chuckled and knelt down to pick them both up.
Harry didn't miss the wince as Clint picked them both up and allowed them to kiss his face.
"They are starting the agents younger and younger these days," Stark said as Harry chuckled in response. He could see the confusion on all the Avengers faces bar Natasha of course.
"Hey Darling," Harry said with a smile as Natasha slid over to press a kiss to the Brit's cheek.
"Where is my baby boy?" Natasha asked as Harry slung an arm around the red hair's waist.
Bruce kept his eyes on the soft smile Natasha gave Harry and frowned to himself, but followed close behind.
"He's asleep inside. Come on in, guys," Harry said as he began the walk to the house as the others followed, still shocked at all the revelations.
At the looks from the men around him as they walked, Clint jerked his head at the small forms in his arms. "This is Harley and Charlie."
Steve smiled at them as they peeked up to look at them over Clint's shoulders. Their bright blue eyes looked up at them, dark hair messy and untameable just like their famous British father.
"Daddy! That's Thor! Oh, and that's Ironman!" Harley gasped out, "Charlie, look it's the Cap! Your favourite!"
Charlie hit her brother before burying down further muttering.
"You have to look Charlie!" Harley whined.
Clint smiled at the two before turning to Steve who looked awkward, blushing.
"Sorry guys, they love stories about work," Clint explained as they entered the house to find Harry talking with
"Sorry for barging in on you," Steve said as he watched Clint with the two kids.
"Yeah, we would have called ahead, but we were busy having no idea that you existed." Tony drawled.
"Yeah, well Fury helped me set this up when I joined. He kept it off SHIELD's files, I'd like to keep it that way. I figure it's a good place to lay low." Clint explained, "plus Harry was pretty persuasive."
"Persuasive?" Tony echoed.
"I think Fury is afraid of Harry, but don't ever tell him that, he'd probably shoot me," Clint said as he let the kids down.
Tony scoffed at that. Clint's boy toy scaring Fury? Impossible.
Charlie ran over to hide behind Harry's legs, who stood with Natasha who was holding a small bundle in her arms. Bruce was standing next to them, smiling.
Harley was staring up at the other three Avengers in awe.
"One day I'm going to be as big and strong as you guys! Then I'll be part of the Avengers too!" Harley stated as he puffed out his chest and tried to stand taller.
"No doubt you will, squirt," Tony said with an amused grin.
Thor laughed loudly, "I like this small man. He will be a fine warrior one day!"
As this was all going down, Clint walked over to Natasha and leant down to press a kiss to the babe in her arms. He was around 6 months old, sleeping with blonde tufts of hair.
"He is getting so big," Clint whispered to Harry.
"He's eating a bit more lately so I expect him to be growing," Harry said as he leaned into Clint's side, his hand falling to rest against Charlie's head as she clutched his leg.
The commotion behind them saw Thor and Steve leaving the house again. They saw Harley trail out after Steve.
Clint raised a brow and Harry patted his arm. "They'll stay within the wards, Prongs will alert them if they leave… Actually, Thor just left. The wards placed the usual charms so I'll know if he'll be back."
Clint nodded and rested his head against Harry as he wrapped an arm around the shorter man's waist.
Harry's fingers traced the injured side, sending out a wave of magic. Clint smiled down at the feeling of the wounds sealing up.
"See? You worried for nothing." Clint said.
"Our definitions of nothing are entirely different, love." Harry said with a roll of his eyes. "Which reminds me that Teddy was worried too. The news has travelled even to Scotland you know?"
"Shit," Clint said as he pulled back and ran his fingers through his hair.
"Why don't you go let the others know they can use the showers, I'm sure they'll want to clean up and I'll go and get Teddy?" Harry said as he pulled away from Clint.
Clint nodded as he watched Harry and Charlie walk from the living room to the study where the fireplace was.
"So…" Tony asked as he strode to stand next to Clint.
"Yes Stark?"
"Kids? A British boy toy slash baby daddy?" Tony leaned back on the balls of his feet looking around.
Clint laughed at the blatant questions of the genius. "Yeah, kids. But husband, not boy toy. However Harry will take a kick out of that."
Tony looked at Clint before grinning. "Interesting stuff. Who is he, anyway? I mean, all the lights and appearing house and all that outside was impressive, I have to say. Is it a hologram that's shielding the home?"
"Uh, not that complex. It's easier to explain later when everyone's back." Clint said with a shrug at the crestfallen look on Tony's face at not getting the answers straight away. "Why don't you go shower and you can interrogate Harry for those answers after."
"Fine," Tony said.
"Dad!"
Clint was tackled by a much larger body and with enough force to be taken to the floor. Clint laughed as he hugged the body tucked against his.
"Hey Teddy," Clint said as he pressed a kiss to the messy hair. "I'm alright, see?"
The boy pulled away and Tony could see the teenage boy and even more surprising was his hair which suddenly turned from a dark black to a sunshine yellow.
"I was so worried you know! When I saw it on the news! Then dad firecalled from Minnie's office and I came straight away!" Teddy rambled, before looking up. "Holy Merlin, are you Tony Stark?!"
Teddy shot up and stuck out a hand, which Tony took and had his whole arm shaken violently.
"Wow. I'm a huge fan. Amazing work you are doing with the arc reactor. Really fascinating stuff. Honestly, wow, it's such an honour sir." Teddy exclaimed so quickly that Tony laughed.
"Slow down kid, breathe," Tony said, "so you're interested in the arc reactor, hm?"
"Oh yes!" They began a conversation about the mechanics behind it and Clint could see the surprise on Tony's face as Teddy seemed to keep up with him, asking complex questions which the genius answered in depth for him.
Clint picked up Charlie who had come back up to him. "Daddy is setting up some beds. He said they will need to share."
"I don't know if that's going to happen, Charlie-Bear," Clint said as he settled his daughter on his hip.
"I think Aunty Nat and Mr Bruce will share," Charlie whispered with a sneaky smile, more comfortable now with just her father watching her.
"What?" Clint said with a raised brow.
"Nothing, nothing." Charlie said as she turned to watch Aunty Nat still holding little Nate with Bruce standing by.
Clint shook his head, looking outside to see Steven and Harley together. Harley sat on the steps next to Captain America, looking up with awe in his eyes and talking excitedly with Steve who was blushing under what seemed to be praise.
Clint was glad. Whatever his son was saying was surely distracting him from the control the witch had on him. He was definitely going to have to speak with Harry about a way to stop her from attacking their minds.
"Charlie dear, why don't you go outside to tell Uncle Steve that he has a room and can have a shower."
Charlie's eyes went wide and her cheeks went rosy. "But Dad. You know I don't want him as… as an uncle!"
"Firstly, you're too young. He is a grandpa you know. Second, if he were to be your boyfriend then I'd have to beat him up. You wouldn't want that would you? Also I don't think your Daddy would approve of boyfriends just yet."
"But he'd be my…" Charlie whispered lowly, "husband. Just like you and Daddy."
Clint chuckled. "We can wait and see. You'll have to speak to him first about that. Knowing your brother he could already be telling Cap all your secrets."
"No!" Charlie shrieked as she wriggled to get down from her father's arms and made a mad dash to the front porch where she proceed to tackle Harley down the stairs.
Steve's look of shock made Clint laugh outright.
"Kids, play nice in front of guests!" Harry called out as he walked into the hallway, seeing the living room where Tony and Teddy were deep in conversation.
Nat and Bruce had gone upstairs and Harry now held little Nate who had woken up.
Harry leaned up against Clint, "seems like the kids are enamoured with the Avengers."
"You should have heard Charlie, Cap is going to be her husband so she can be just like us," Clint said as Harry chuckled.
"Of course she is. Knowing her she will have him promising to wait for her to grow up," Harry replied.
They stood for a moment together with their family around the home.
"It's bad, right? Nat seems really shaken." Harry asked softly.
Clint rubbed his free hand over his face, "Ultron has these allies, these uh, kids, they're punks really. They carry a big damn stick and Nat took a serious hit. Someone's gonna have to teach 'em some manners."
"And that someone being you. You know I totally support your Avenging, I couldn't be prouder. But I see those guys, hurting all those people…" Harry said with a sigh. "I can't help but worry after the Loki incident messing with my tracking and safety spells on you."
Clint pressed a kiss to Harry's temple. "I know."
"Well, I think it's best I go about getting everyone showered and washed up and then it's dinner." Harry nudged Clint off in the direction of their bedroom. "Go on."
Clint gave a peck to Harry's lips which rewarded him with that smile he loved so.
Soon Natasha and Bruce came back downstairs.
"Nat, can you please watch Nate for me?" Harry asked and handed off the toddler to her.
Natasha accepted him. After the conversation upstairs, she settled herself down on the couch opposite Tony, leaning against Bruce.
"Aunty Nat!" Teddy exclaimed as he saw her, standing up to give her a hug as his hair turned as red as hers.
"Man, you have to let me experiment on you, those abilities of yours are so fascinating," Tony said with a wide grin jokingly. "Are you a mutant?"
"No experimenting on kids in my household please, Tony," Harry called from somewhere upstairs in the house, making Tony freeze.
"How did he hear that?" Tony whispered.
"He has eyes and ears everywhere," Teddy replied with a shrug. "Oh! Maybe since you're here you can help out with some of my inventions! I have them in the barn!"
"Sure, squirt." The two ambelled out talking excitedly.
"So, Harry really trusts you, huh?" Bruce asked, "with the baby?"
"Nathaniel is my godson, so yeah, I guess so. I mean, like I said upstairs… it's about the closest I'll come." Natasha looked at Bruce and saw the way he was looking down at the toddler, who in turn was gazing up at him with wide eyes.
All of a sudden Nate burst out in a wide toothless smile, reaching out his hands to Bruce.
"He likes you," Natasha said with a smile, "do you… do you want to hold him?"
Bruce looked alarmed and shook his head wildly. "No! I… I can't. I'll hurt him."
"No, you won't," Natasha replied as she shifted the toddler over to Bruce's lap, using his chest to support the baby's back.
Bruce froze too afraid to do anything. Nathaniel placed his small hands against Bruce's arm next to him, looking up at him with that gummy smile. After a few moments, Bruce began to relax.
"See?" Natasha said with a smile, leaning her head against Bruce's shoulder and basking in the small moment.
Harry came back downstairs with a pile of clothes, setting them on the back of the couch.
"Kids! Wash up!" Harry called out the door as he watched the two run inside closely followed by a jogging Steve.
"I beat Captain America!" Harley yelled as he danced, Steve grinning widely at the display.
"Where's Teddy?" Harry asked.
"He's showing Uncle Tony the barn!" Harley said as he latched onto Stevens arm, swinging wildly.
"Go and grab the two to have showers and ready for dinner, ok?" Harry asked and the two kids nodded furiously. "And you two as well! Showers and clean pjs for dinner!"
"Yes Daddy!" They called as they dragged Steve upstairs to show him the room he was sharing with them.
Harry headed to the kitchen and started to get a feast ready. Waving his hands, vegetables began to chop themselves and pans began to cook sauces. He was glad they had a full fridge as he was sure the group would eat like a herd of ravaged animals.
Setting about to roasting the vegetables, he did them in garlic and olive oil and set the oven. He then cooked up sausages in the fry pans as well as some steaks. Once cooked he transferred them to a large plate and set a stasis charm on them to keep it warm.
A set of hands on his hips had him stilling as he leant back against Clint's chest.
"Smells good," Clint murmured and pressed a kiss to Harry's neck. "Man I've missed your cooking."
"Glad that's all you've missed," Harry said with a roll of his eyes to which Clint laughed.
"You know I've missed a lot more than just your cooking," Clint pressed closer, feeling Harry's body meld against his perfectly.
"Keep doing that and the kids will be witnessing more than they should of their parents," Harry muttered with a groan as Clint pressed kisses against his neck, licking and biting softly.
"Fine, fine, later then," Clint pulled back with a grin, moving to grab plates and cutlery and setting the large dining table.
"Uh, what shall we do about extra seats?" Clint asked.
"Oh! Hold on," Harry waved a hand and the table lengthened and the chairs widened into bench seats so everyone could fit.
Clint finished setting the table as Harry waved his hand as a large garden salad chopped and dressed itself before floating towards the table. The vegetables were done soon after. The last thing was grabbing a loaf of bread and slicing it up.
"Dinner!" Harry called.
Footsteps could be heard from above and around the house as the kids raced in soon followed by the adults.
Natasha handed Harry Nate, who went to place him in his highchair and set a small bowl of mushy potatoes and peas before him. Harry handed around some beers to the group, who nodded their thanks.
"This looks amazing Harry," Natasha said as she sat at the table, pulling Bruce down to sit next to her. The kids shared the bench seats, with Tony included to sit with Teddy.
"Eat up, I know you'd all be hungry after the day you've had." Harry started to put salad on the two children's plates, ignoring their groans at the green beans placed on there.
Everyone began to pile up their plates and small chatter began as everyone ate. The small groans of appreciation had Harry smiling around his fork.
"So, the stag and light show outside… holograms?" Tony asked, looking to Harry who looked surprised. He'd forgotten about that.
"No, sorry to disappoint," Harry responded.
"It's magic!" The twins cried out as all Avengers who didn't know looked surprised and some unbelieving.
"You're joking, right?" Bruce asked aloud, but the smirk on Natasha's face had him pausing. "You're serious."
"Dead serious," Harry said with a knowing smile.
"How is that even possible?" Steve asked.
"Says the super serum soldier who fought a devil red faced man," Clint retorted with a smirk.
"But that was science. Magic? Like Loki?" Bruce muttered more to himself.
Tony just looked pleased.
"You don't seem too surprised," Clint said.
"Come on. We've fought aliens who came through a portal and have a legit god as a friend," Tony began, "said god whose brother used a staff powered by a stone that could control minds and who could use illusions to trick others. Can't be too different from that, can it?"
"Daddy's not like that bastard Loki!" Harley yelled out, standing in his chair, startling Tony.
"Language Harley," Harry said as Clint laughed.
"But that's what Daddy calls him!" Harley started but the warning look from Harry had him sitting back down.
The others had laughed at that. They all know how Clint felt about Loki.
"Okay, so not like Loki then," Tony started again, looking to Harley who nodded. "What is it then?"
"More like something I was born with, something that a lot of people are born with. We actually have a whole hidden community and cities full of people like me," Harry began, pushing around the remainder of the food on his plate. "My parents had magic and I have magic, it's hereditary. Similar to the X gene but think rather than one specific mutation, it's more like the ability to channel energy to exert my will to do something or create something."
Tony and Bruce were enamoured with what he was saying, Steve just looked awed.
"So you can just do magic just like that?" Tony asked.
"I went to a school to study magic and I learnt how to control it." Harry explained, "actually Teddy goes to my old school in Scotland."
"Yup, called Hogwarts. Best school in all old Europe," Teddy supplied.
"So you're magical too?" Steve asked.
"Yeah, my mum and dad were a witch and wizard," Teddy replied with a grin.
"Mum? I thought you're…" Tony looked between Harry and Clint.
"Harry's my godfather," Teddy began, he sounded sad but his eyes flicked to Harry who looked happily at his eldest son. "My parent died when I was a baby and so I grew up with my Gran in London. When Gran passed, Harry took me in."
"I blood adopted him soon after and he became my son," Harry added.
"We're adopted too!" Harley added, making the others look to them with small smiles. Charlie nodded.
"So what does blood adoption entail?" Steve asked.
"It's a magical ritual that sees the blood of parent and child mixed and ingested so that hereditary traits can be shared like physical appearance and genealogy. It's why all our kids can look like us," Clint explained.
"That's amazing that something like that can exist," Bruce said, looking to Natasha who smiled back. "Can anyone do it?"
"If you have someone magical involved, yes," Harry explained, "it has to be sealed with magic. Also a potion has to be made."
Tony perked up at that. "Potion? Like a witch's potion? In a cauldron?"
"Exactly like that," Harry said with a laugh, "I have some books if you'd like to read them."
"Yes." "Yes please." Tony and Bruce said at the same time.
Harry nodded in response. "I'll grab some books on history of magic as well. I'm sure that will clear up a lot of questions you may have."
"Is that how you can do, all that?" Tony asked with a wave towards Teddy's hair which was back to a deep black.
Teddy smirked and replied, "what, all this?" He then made his nose into that of a pig, oinking to Tony who jumped in surprise.
The kids giggled and yelled for Teddy to do more, which he did as he ran through multiple animals. Harry smiled, knowing how proud it made Teddy to have his mother's gift to carry on.
"That was amazing, can you all do that?" Steve asked.
"Nah, just me, it was from my mum," Teddy explained, "I can change anything I want about my body if I think about it."
"Do it Teddy, do it!" Harley begged.
Teddy nodded before morphing into a younger, smaller Steve which shocked Steve, made Charlie blush brightly and Clint laugh loudly.
"It shocks you for a while but then you get used to it," Clint said with a grin. "You should have seen when the little shit would do it when he was smaller. Would scare the crap out of me to see a tiny kid version of myself or Harry or even once, a mini Einstein running around."
That made the group laugh as Teddy proceeded to morph into Einstein.
"That would be so handy," Tony remarked.
"No trying to recruit my son please Tony," Harry began.
"I wasn't!" Tony whined.
"You were about to," Harry countered to which Tony paused, shrugged then admitted defeat.
He was going to see if he could utilise the skills Teddy had. But seeing Teddy morph back to his usual self had Tony seeing just a teenager with the smarts that could rival his own one day with the right nurturing.
Tony clapped Teddy on the shoulder, "so hot Dad said no to recruitment, but I'd be honoured if come your holidays, you'd come to Stark Industries and help out with some of my projects."
Teddy's eyes bulged. "Really?!"
"Really really." Tony replied.
"Awesome! Dad did you hear that!" Teddy yelled as he jiggled in his seat in excitement.
"Yeah buddy, we heard," Clint said as he slung an arm around Harry who was smiling. "You're going to have such a blast."
Teddy and Tony soon were whispering about inventions. Harry checked that Nate was eating as well as the twins having eaten their vegetables.
"Daddy, please pass the sauce," Charlie asked as both Clint and Harry reached for it. Clint pulled back and let Harry grab it and passed it down to her.
"So do you two get stuck in an infinite loop of dad jokes then?" Tony asked as he stabbed a potato.
Harry rolled his eyes as Clint laughed. "More like an infinite loop of go ask your dad."
The others laughed. Tony grinned at that and went back to happily munching and talking with Teddy.
Soon enough dinner was done as Harry waved a hand and all the dirty dishes rose up and floated to the sink where they rinsed themselves and stacked into the dishwasher. The pans and pots used washed themselves up in the sink.
"I need me a Harry," Tony remarked as Harry snorted.
"Sorry mate, go find another one elsewhere, this one is all mine," Clint said with a smirk.
"You have robots anyway," Natasha remarked as Tony nodded.
"True. Not as handy as this magic stuff though."
Harry went to the fridge and pulled out a tub of vanilla icecream and a tray of brownies from the oven that had been left to keep warm. Another wave of his hand had bowls flying from the cupboard and spoons following as they gently set down before everyone. He then served everyone a warm slice and a scoop.
After everyone was done, Clint took Nate and the twins upstairs to bed whilst the others moved to the living room.
Harry organised another round of beers as he went to a bookshelf and began to pull out books for Tony and Bruce, setting them on the coffee table. They immediately started pouring over them, pointing things out to each other anything of interest.
When Clint came back, he pulled Harry down to sit in his lap, which made the Brit roll his eyes.
"So, Clint gave me a run down about that Witch who seemed to get into your heads," Harry started to speak with Steve who nodded. "Do you mind explaining what it felt like? What she made you do?"
"It wasn't so much of a do, but she made me hear and see someone who I knew many years ago," Steve bowed his head as he spoke. He wasn't ashamed, but it was hard to speak of Peggy.
"Was this person in your head? Speaking? Or was she corporal, standing next to you?" Harry asked gently.
"She was standing with me, speaking to me," Steve replied, "it felt so real. Like she was right there."
"Sounds like an illusion and not Legilimence. This is good." Harry responded as he stood up and went to a bookshelf, scanning the titles as he muttered to himself.
"That doesn't sound good," Natasha said.
"Well, I can see why Dad thinks so," Teddy began to explain, "an illusion can be broken as you can disrupt and stop the magic by disturbing the caster. Illusions are just a magical form that is being seen by your eyes. Legilimency is the physical entering of a human mind to pull thoughts and literally manipulate what is seen. It's harder to break free of as if done skillfully enough, the victim can't tell between reality and what has been implanted."
"So illusions are what is seen by your eye, this other thing is just in your head?" Tony surmised.
"Exactly," Teddy said with a grin.
Harry pulled out a book and began flicking through pages.
"Also illusions can be broken by someone without magic, to protect your mind against an attack is a lot harder without magic," Clint added.
"Damn, always with the magic," Tony sulked.
"Ah, but hopefully I'll be able to make you some runes that will protect you and disturb her illusions. If what you say is true, and she's not using Legilimency, it'll be a lot easier. Teaching you lot Occlumency overnight would be impossible." Harry muttered as he moved away towards the doorway of the living room. "Clint, love, I'm going to fire all 'Mione and get her help. I expect it'll be a late one."
"Alright, Darlin'. Tell her we send out love," Clint lounged back as he sipped his beer.
Clint turned on the tv and flicked to a documentary, idly chatting with Steve who asked about the kids stories and how he and Harry met.
Teddy answered questions for Bruce and Tony and helped them with their Latin pronunciations of spells. Even Natasha helped out with a free, knowing from hearing Harry.
Soon enough, Clint ushered Teddy to bed when he noticed the teen began to yawn widely. Natasha and Bruce excused themselves and soon Steve did as well.
Clint cleaned up the few bottles of beer and walked passed the study where the light was streaming out from under the closed door.
Leaving Harry to it, knowing he would be busy conversing and researching, Clint headed to bed first. He was tired from the day they'd had and the soft covers of his own bed were a welcoming comfort.
When he awoke the next day it was to a warm body curled around his back, an arm thrown across his waist. Clint turned to find his husband in a deep sleep, hair splayed across his face and his chin tucked into the pillow.
Brushing back the hair, Clint pressed a kiss to Harry's forehead as he pulled the man closer to him.
"Mm, just a few more minutes," Harry grumbled as he tried to bury himself back into Clint's chest, making him chuckle.
Nuzzling the skin of Harry's neck, Clint rolled over on top of his husband.
"Ge'off you great lump," Harry grumbled as he tried to move Clint.
"Nope, I'm going to enjoy feeling your body against mine," Clint wriggled to prove a point before rolling back and pulling Harry with him so the younger man was on top.
Harry moaned as he felt Clint's hands on him, slipping under his shirt as the familiar hard length pressed against his belly.
"Clint…" Harry murmured as he felt said man's hands run over his stomach and slip around to cup his behind.
Locking lips, they moaned in sync. Harry gasped as he felt Clint's lips against his neck, rolling them over again so Clint hovered over him.
"Daddy!"
The door burst open as the kids came racing in.
Clint groaned in disappointment as the kids jumped up and down on the bed. Clint felt his previous eagerness disappear instantly as he sat back against the headboard of the bed.
"Can we have pancakes? Can we have ice cream?" Harley asked as he plonked on top of Harry. "Daddy please, please. We have guests! Guests means special breakfast!"
"Yes, yes, darling boy," Harry grinned, pulling the young boy down close and kissing his nose.
"Where's Cap? Don't tell me you lot woke him," Clint asked as Charlie came to sit in Clint's lap.
"Nope! Steve has gone outside to chop some wood! He said it was exercise," Harley explained.
"Right, well how about you two see if Teddy, Tony and Bruce and Aunty Nat are up? I'll just wash up and get started on brekkie."
The twins nodded before dashing out of the room again.
"Continue later?" Clint asked to which Harry chuckled.
"Knowing you lot, you'll be out of here by tomorrow. You have a world to save, after all." Harry left the bed and went to the ensuite, washing his face in the sink.
"After this, I'm coming home," Clint moved to lean against the doorway, admiring the behind presented as Harry bent over.
"We will be waiting for you then," Harry said, drying his face as he moved to stand before Clint, placing a palm against his stumbled jaw. "You know we will always be here. I'll protect the kids with everything I have."
"Harry, darlin', I know you will," Clint sighed as he leaned into the touch, "I just worry about being compromised again. I… Shit, if I didn't see you or the babies one last time…"
"Hush, don't talk like that," Harry whispered as he leaned into Clint's chest. "You know if it came to that I would come to you."
Harry traced the rune that was tattooed on Clint's heart through the shirt. It was one of the few requirements Harry needed if Clint was continue working for S.H.I.E.L.D. Especially after Budapest.
Clint wrapped his arm around Harry and hugged him tightly, resting his head on his. "I know. I just hope it never comes to that."
"Me too," Harry pulled back and looked up to Clint, pressing a chaste kiss against his lips. "I better start cooking before the kids attempt it and nearly burn the house down… again."
Clint nodded as Harry left their room. He changed into casual clothing, splashing water against his face and running his fingers through his hair before heading downstairs as well.
Natasha was already in the kitchen with Nate on her hip, talking with Harry as he worked. Bruce was already seated at the table with a large cup of coffee. They were soon joined by the others.
Breakfast was a quiet affair, with more questions from Tony and Bruce about magic. After everything was all cleaned and everyone went back to reading, talking, or for the kids, playing, Harry went back to the office to work again on the charms.
Come lunchtime, Clint knocked on the door, making Harry look up.
"I got some sandwiche stuff out on the table," Clint said as he poked his head through, "make sure to eat something, alright?"
"The kids?" Harry asked as he rubbed his eyes. Boy was he tired.
"Already seated. Well, Teddy and Tony are still tinkering in the barn I think," Clint replied.
"Alright I'll go get them," Harry said, standing and stretching.
Harry walked out the house and towards the barn to see Teddy pushed behind Tony and a familiar face.
Harry really was tired if he couldn't recognise the wards alerting him.
"Why I ever allow Clint's contract to state you can come onto my property is still beyond me, Nick," Harry said as he leant against the wall of the barn crossing his arms. "Teddy, head inside and have some lunch."
Teddy nodded and quietly slipped out.
"Potter," Fury said as he turned to face him, his one eye hardening.
"To what do we owe the pleasure of your unexpected and unwanted visit? Come to abuse my husband some more? Or have you come here to poke and prod at my guests?" Harry drawled.
"This is a serious situation, Potter. If you helped we would have this finished up a lot quicker. If you just-" Fury began, ignoring the look of surprise from Tony.
"I did my part, Nick, or do you not remember all those times, hm?" Harry could see his tone was affecting the man.
"You could prevent all this, stop Ultron." Fury stepped forward, his voice dropping low.
Harry threw back his head and laughed. "You think you can order me around? I haven't ever been on your payroll, Nick. Do not test my patience by coming here."
"You are a fool to hide away! To let your power fall to waste like this!" Fury yelled.
Tony stepped forward, wanting to protect Harry on the other side of Fury. He didn't have to go far as Harry waved a hand and Fury fell to his knees beneath the power that seemed to hang in the air.
Tony himself felt his breath hitch, the darkness that had been pulling at his thoughts, of his friends dying and being unable to save them, seemed to melt away in Harry's presence.
"A fool to want a family? To keep them safe from harm? To want a husband who will come home in one piece?" Harry sneered, reminiscent of a blonde Slytherin. "You are the fool, Nick. Treating good men and women like pawns to be discarded. You allowed the Avengers to doubt themselves under your small, pitiful thumb, thinking you could control them."
Harry stepped up, standing over Fury who was struggling to get up. "Lies and deception will only get you so far. Trust me when I say this, you may think you have it in the best interest of your team, but you don't. You isolate yourself by not standing as equal to your team. Steve is their leader, not you, and even then, that man knows how to stand amongst them, help them, direct them."
Fury shook his head, trying to break free of the hold Harry had with his magic. Seeing this Harry stepped back, breathing in and out before holding out a hand to help Fury up. The man seemed to be released as his shoulders sagged. The man accepted.
"Stop trying to bend them to your will, let them breathe, grow, learn together," Harry said softly. "You know I am already helping. Clint told me of the witch they have. I will make sure her hold will be long gone and make sure she won't be able to do it again."
Fury dusted off his pants. "My apologies, Potter. Thank you for helping them."
Tony's brows couldn't raise any further than they already were. He couldn't even believe what he was seeing. He could now see what Clint had said. Fury was afraid of Harry. If he were to be honest, he was a little bit afraid too, having felt the effect of the magic.
"Come, let us head inside," Harry said, "I'm sorry as well for losing control."
"I should have learnt from the last time that family was not something to push," Fury muttered and surprising, Harry laughed.
"What on earth just happened?" Tony asked as he followed them.
"Nick and I go back," Harry replied simply, "as you could see, our personalities and well, positions in life have made our meetings a little… strained."
"You could say that again," Fury muttered as they trudged back to the house.
"Go get settled, do your Avenging thing," Harry waved them to the living room. "I'll bring some food to the living room."
Clint stood from the table as Harry entered the kitchen.
"We have a guest, you all will be needed in the living room," Harry said as he began to pile a plate with sandwiches. "Bring your food and drink."
Harry paused as he saw the kids begin to rise. "Not you lot. I think it's best if you take lunch upstairs."
"But Daddy," Harley whined.
"No buts. This is for Daddy's work," Harry ordered. He handed Nate to Teddy and watched as they left the dining table and trudged upstairs, trying to sneak peeks through the doorway into the living room.
Once he heard the bedroom door close with all the kids inside, Harry moved to the living room where the gathered Avengers were already speaking.
"I'll take Natasha and Clint," Steve said as Harry placed the plate of sandwiches down.
"Strictly recon then," Tony replied. "I'll hit the NEXUS, I'll join you as soon as I can."
Steve was pensive. "If Ultron is really building a body…"
"He'll be more powerful than any of us. Maybe all of us. An android designed by a robot." Tony replied.
"You know I really miss the days when the weirdest thing science ever created was me." Steve said as his brows furrowed.
"I'm assuming you will all be off then?" Harry asked.
"We know where we need to go next," Natasha responded.
"Okay, well I was able to work out a charm which in the presence of the witch should disrupt her magic. No guarantees however as I haven't met her and can't work her magical signature into the charm to be 100% accurate." Harry explained. "I can work it so it is on you guys so it'll stick for a while."
"You confident it'll work?" Steve asked.
"Fairly. You guys have your skills, this is what I'm good at," Harry replied with a shrug. "If you'd all stand I'll do each of you."
Harry went about charming them, all visibly shivering as they felt the wash of magic over them, making their hair prickle and their skin shine momentarily before facing.
"Should do the trick." Harry said after he finished spelling Clint. Harry looked to his husband.
"You should head before the kids realise," Harry said with a sad smile, "they won't let you, or any of you leave if you say goodbye."
Clint nodded gravely. He always hated this moment. The others seemed to agree.
"Damn, tell Teddy my offer still stands," Tony said as he rose to shake Harry's hand. "Thanks for having us."
The others soon followed with Natasha kissing Harry's cheek.
"You are all more than welcome here, anytime," Harry said, "I have you all keyed into the wards so next time, you'll be able to see the home you will just have to greet Prongs and receive the entrance phrase. Clint can teach you. It's just so I know you're not possessed by a curse or using a potion to try and get past."
The group nodded before leaving quietly.
Harry watched them leave, knowing the kids could see from the bedroom upstairs as the jet took off.
He walked upstairs and went into the bedroom. He was soon tackled by Harley and Charlie who were already crying. He bent down to scoop them up, sitting down on the bed next to Teddy.
"Is Dad and the others going to be okay?" Teddy asked as he cuddled Nate to his chest.
"They will be, I promise you that," Harry said as he arranged the twins in his lap so they were comfortable, their small sniffles being the only other sounds in the room. "I worked some protection charms on them as well. Your Dad will be coming home to us and he's promised that he'll be staying for a while next time."
Teddy nodded, his lips in a thin line. Dad had promised that before but staying never worked out for long. There was always some mission or some world threat.
Harry saw that Teddy wasn't buying it and sighed. "I'll firecall Minnie and tell her you'll be staying for a while longer. I'll get your homework."
Teddy nodded, staring off at the window where the jet had been only minutes before. "Thanks Dad."