Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Iron Man. I only own my OC and this plot.


Harry and Jade Potter shared an uncertain look as they entered the office Kingsley Shacklebolt, the recently elected Minister of Magic. The man looked solemn.

"Kingsley? What's wrong?" Jade asked, frowning in concern. He gestured for them to sit before doing the same.

"Miss Potter, we recently received word of your living conditions while in your relatives care. Would you care to tell us why you never informed anyone that you slept in a cupboard?"

The two paled drastically.

"How did you find that out?" Harry demanded.

"Your cousin, Dudley, bragged about it to Dedalus and Hestia. You were abused." Kingsley stated plainly, his eyes smoldering with anger. "Harry, Jade, the two of you have done more than anyone else for the Wizarding World at the cost of your own happiness. Let me ask you a question: If you could relive your childhood - with a non-abusive family and not having to where that pig's cast-offs -would you?"

The siblings looked at each other, considering, before turning back to Kingsley and nodding.

"We'd love to have a proper childhood, Kingsley, but it's not possible."

Kingsley grinned, confusing them.

"What if I told you it was possible? That we could de-age you to a young age and ensure that you're adopted -together- by a loving family?"

"We'd say 'sign us up'. But is it? Can you do it or are you just asking hypothetical questions just to get our hopes up."

Kingsley smirked.

"It's more than possible - and if you two would look me in the eyes, I can do this now. You'll disappear completely. The only thing you'll take with you is a Gringotts bank card, a passport, and citizenship papers. You'll be leaving the country with nothing but the memories you had at that age. Do you want to do it?"

They both nodded eagerly. Smiling, Kingsley drew his wand. Aiming it first at Harry, he focused on the memories and years he wanted to erase from their minds, and said,

"Obliviate."


Anthony Stark jumped away from the fireplace in his father's study when it burst into green flames and two small children and six foot tall black man stepped out. Well, the children stumbled, but none of them were on fire. He frowned. Tony frowned. He had done business with wizards before, but that didn't explain why one would bring him two children…. The man smiled down at the two frightened-looking children.

"Why don't you guys see if you can find the drawing room while I talk to Mr. Stark?"

The two nodded and left the room. Tony had recognized the man when he smiled, and was now grinning.

"Kingsley! It's been a while! How've you been?"

Kingsley, however, didn't returned the grin.

"Tony, we need to talk."

Sighing, Tony took a seat behind his father's desk and gestured for Kingsley to do the same.

"What do you need?"

"I'm calling in one of the favors you owe me. I need you to adopt Harry and Jade Potter."

Tony gave him a blank look.

"Who?"

Kingsley rolled his eyes.

"The two kids I brought with me, Tony."

The rest of the request sank in and Tony began frantically shaking his head.

"No. No way! I can't take care of a couple of kids, Kingsley! I wouldn't know how!"

"You owe me, Stark! And you are literally the only person on the planet I can trust with them. I need you to take them in. The need you!"

Tony stared at him.

"Why me? Why not someone else? Someone more responsible?"

Kingsley sighed,

"Because, Tony, they were born in 1981. Well, Harry was. Jade was born in '77."

Tony stared at him like he was crazy.

"Kings, that's not possible. They were three at most, maybe four, but they sure as hell don't look 17!"

"That's because I de-aged them. Listen to their story and you'll see why."

He then proceeded to tell the American the story of the now twin Potters. By the end of it, both men were nursing a bottle of Scotch.

"So, he knowingly placed them in an abusive home in the hopes to mould the perfect soldiers?" Tony demanded incredulously, eyes bulging with rage. Kingsley nodded.

"Dumbledore needed weapons. He needed someone who would take orders with no questions asked. Someone completely beholden to him. Two abused, orphaned children fit that bill perfectly. Their aunt and uncle did their jobs well. They were shy, ignorant of their inheritance, humble, and completely in awe of Albus Dumbledore." Here, a shit-eating grin fought its way onto his face, "The only wrench in Albus' carefully laid plans was that they were completely independent. They depended only on themselves and each other. Coincidentally, Harry was born on the same day she was, three years later. It was easy to make the two five-year-old twins and adjust their memories… make them share a few. Jade had to grow up faster than any child should. Tony, please - you can give them a better life. Take them, please. Raise them the way your father should have raised you."

Sighing, the billionaire nodded.

"Alright, I'll do it. I'll adopt them."

Kingsley grinned.

"Excellent. The papers are already filled out - all you need to do is sign and they'll legally become Jade and Harry Stark."

Glaring, but unable to argue, he took the quill and papers Kingsley held out for him and signed on the dotted line. He watched as the children's' last name was replaced with his. It was official. He, Anthony Edward Stark, billionaire, playboy and philanthropist, was a father.


So... I got this idea after giving into the urge to read Avenger/Harry Potter crossovers after I watched The Avengers with my mom. Anybody wondering why I haven't updated any of my other stories... This and writers' block is why. Please review and tell me what you think.