Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fanfiction and has nothing to with real-life situations whatsoever. Harry Potter and Avengers are not my property. All characters belong to their respective creators.

Please note that in this story, all the events took place 7 years later. Harry was born in 1987 and started Hogwarts in 1998. You get the picture.

A/N: I am keeping Phil Coulson alive in this story simply because I need him.

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Previously on Ascension:

"This world is similar to ours, Daph, but still completely different. I don't know what happened or who those people are, but it looked like that city was attacked and those people in weird costumes were guarding it. What I am wondering is how that goblin-army arrived and whether it had anything to do with that portal in the sky.", Harry said.

"It was an Infinity Stone, Harry. The Space Stone. It was sustaining that portal and someone found a way to close that portal.", Daphne said.

"I reached the same conclusion, love. The question is what happened here and why, and who these people are. I think we have a purpose in this new world, Daph.", Harry said.

"I understand, Harry. This is our world now, and with threats like this, it is our responsibility to make this world safer. With our magic and the power of the Masters of Death, we will protect this world.", Daphne agreed.

"And so, we have our ultimate mission.", Harry said.

"Destroy the Infinity Stones.", Daphne fiercely proclaimed as Harry nodded.

Harry stirred in his sleep and patted the space on the bed beside him. Curiously, he found it empty. As long as he remembered, his wife never woke up before him. With this thought in the mind, he sat up, squinting his eyes in the bright room and willed the curtains to shut. Wide awake now, Harry curiously wondered why it was so quiet. In fact, it was way too quiet. You could drop a pin and it would clink hard, so profound was the silence.

Extending his magical senses, he felt a ward outside the door.

Silencing wards? He wondered as he summoned his t-shirt and boxers. Donning them, he made his way to the door and twisted the knob. The moment he opened the door and stepped outside the ward, he was greeted by a shrill scream.

"DAPH!", he shouted as he ran towards the kitchen, where he heard the scream coming from. The moment he reached the kitchen, he froze in shock at the scene in front of him. Without preamble, he started laughing hysterically as he came face to face with what could only be described as a human cake-in-progress. There stood Daphne, his wife for a month, covered in flour and cream all over, her hand over what could only be charred remains of the microwave.

"You shut your mouth right now Harry Potter or Merlin forbid I'll sting your ass so hard that you won't be able to sit for a month!", Daphne snarled before firing a stinging hex at him. Harry deftly dodged the hex and shut his mouth, knowing how dangerous an irate Daphne Potter could be. Daphne Potter. It still felt giddy to think of her as his and his alone. He chuckled and approached his wife, waving a hand to clean her up and pulling her close.

"What's up, wifey?", he asked.

Daphne blushed but snarled, "Stupid microwave. First, it blows up, giving me the scare of my life. Then scared out of my wits, I fail to see where my hand his when suddenly I manage to somehow bathe myself in cream and flour. Then, my dear husband, for whom I have been making a birthday cake and planning on surprising in bed by getting up 2 hours early, wakes up prematurely, comes into this mess of a kitchen, and laughs at me. That's what's up, hubby, and you can bet your ass I am not a happy woman right now."

"Ooh someone's feisty today. You know how hot you are when you get all worked up, don't you? Do you have any idea how much I want to bend you over that counter and take you right here and now?", he whispered seductively, nibbling on her earlobe and trailing kisses down the side of her neck, making Daphne shiver.

"Oh, Harry! Your sex drive has no limits. 5 times last night and you're still aching for more.", Daphne whimpered.

"What can I do? After all, I am married to the hottest, sexiest and the most alluring goddess in the entire multiverse. How can you expect me to control myself, huh love?", Harry whispered in her ear.

Daphne pulled away from him and snaked her arms around his neck, bringing her body even closer to his.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, Mr. Potter. Now go and freshen up. I'm fixing breakfast. 10 minutes.", Daphne showed him the way to the bathroom.

"How about some company? The bathroom can be lonely, you know.", Harry tried.

"Harry, bathroom, now!", Daphne warned.

"Jeez, woman! Can't even get out a joke here.", Harry muttered and turned to go freshen up.

"Harry!", Daphne shouted, making him turn, and nearly fall when Daphne jumped him and captured his lips in a fierce kiss.

"Happy birthday, husband!", Daphne huskily whispered.

"Thank you, wifey.", Harry whispered and kissed her again.

"Now go and get ready. We've got to go out today.", Daphne told him.

After one last kiss, he turned and walked to the bathroom. Daphne shook her head fondly and went to fix the breakfast, before looking at the remains of the microwave. With a sigh, she waved her hand and vanished the waste. "That's the sixth one this month. Microwaves hate me. Confirmed."

The breakfast consisted of Enchilada and Harry's favorite Treacle Tarts that Daphne knew how to make accompanied with red grape juice. Harry grinned at her and started serving food in both their plates. He savored the spicy flavor of the Enchilada that Daphne had prepared and complimented her, to which she blushed prettily. Completely satisfied with his wife's cooking, Harry carried their plates to the sink and left them there, intending on washing them in the evening and joined Daphne in the room at the farthest end of the corridor.

Their apartment had 5 rooms and obviously, they did not need all of them. So they decided to convert the rooms into research areas. One was dedicated to everything magical, secured by the Fidelius with Daphne as the secret keeper. Another room was dedicated to muggle cases which might require their concern. One room was left as it was, and the final room, at the end of the corridor, was secured by Fidelius with Harry as the secret keeper, and other additional wards, and was completely dedicated to their research on the Infinity Stones.

Infinity Stones.

The cause of their travel into an alternate reality. After researching for 2 weeks, Harry and Daphne finally reached the conclusion that their homeworld was erased from the plane of existence when the cube exploded. They also theorized that their travel to an alternate reality could also mean that there existed multiple realities, and as a result, multiple universes, or the commonly used term in science-fiction, The Multiverse.

As Harry entered the room, he saw Daphne putting all the books they had borrowed from the library on space science, and the works of Einstein and Hawking on the shelf, before pulling him out of the door. At his questioning look, she said, "Harry, we have been at it for over 2 weeks now, and we are making progress. we are getting an understanding of how this space-time-reality thing works, and we still have a long way to go, but today is a special day, and as your wife, it is my duty, responsibility and desire to make this day truly special for you. So no complaints."

Harry sighed but knew that Daphne would not relent and acquiesced.

"Okay, we will take a break today and do what you have planned, okay?", harry asked.

"Absolutely okay.", Daphne exclaimed before pulling him into a deep kiss. She winked at him and walked away, swaying her hips.

Harry stared at her sashaying hips and fondly muttered, "Happy wife means a happy life. Truer words have never been spoken."

They left their apartment at 11 in the morning and made their way to the Tower of London, the medieval castle. Afterward, they went to the Buckingham Palace, magic aiding them whenever they encountered anything that could delay their visits. They went to Restaurant Gordon Ramsey and personally had a chat with Chef Patron Clare Smyth, with both Harry and Daphne learning a few subtle tips and tricks to better their culinary skills. The evening was spent in the vicinity of the Big Ben and London Bridge, with a visit to the Westminster Abbey added into the mix.

At 8 o'clock, Daphne apparated them to Wembley where she had purchased two tickets to the finals of Women's' Football match in the London Olympics. The match was between Great Britain and Brazil, in which Britain scored in the 2nd minute and sustained their lead, beating the Brazilian team 1-0.

For dinner, they went to Marcus and loved the decor of the place. The manager told them that their ambiance was the main attraction. That didn't mean that their food was something to scoff at either. The 3-course mean of Herdwick lamb (rack, loin, confit belly), heritage beetroot, girolles was exquisite according to Daphne, and Harry wholeheartedly agreed. for wine, they selected the 1991 Château d'Yquem, 1er Grand Cru Classé Supérieur, Sauternes, Bordeaux, France and marveled at the quality.

Sipping the fine quality wine, Harry took hold of Daphne's hand and gave it a squeeze and lovingly said, "You're the best wife anyone could ever ask for. I love you, Daph. Thanks for all of this."

Daphne's eyes softened and she simply said, "You don't have to thank me for anything Harry. I love you too."

Harry simply smiled at her.

They tipped the staff generously and went back home late at night. Too exhausted to do anything, both husband and wife stripped naked and buried themselves under the covers. Harry pulled Daphne closer as she snuggled deep into his chest, both relishing in the feeling of their skin against the other and succumbed to the realm of Morpheus.

Morning arrived earlier than either of them thought and with it came the new month of August. Harry opened his eyes to see his wife's blonde tresses covering his chest and buried his face into them, inhaling the scent that was uniquely Daphne. Looking over at the clock, he saw it was 8 o'clock. Yawning, Harry carefully extracted himself from the bed, taking extra care not to disturb Daphne and made his way to the bathroom.

After finishing all his morning rituals, he prepared a cup of herbal tea and sat down on the sofa. As he switched on the T.V, Daphne walked in, muttered a quick 'Goodmorning' and gave him a quick kiss on top of his head. He looked on to see if anything noteworthy was going on and flipped channel after channel. He stopped flipping when one channel showed people's thoughts on the attack on New York a few weeks ago. People were understandably scared, some were praising the effort of Captain America, Ironman, and others.

Harry and Daphne had researched them in the past weeks and found out that Iron Man was actually that red-and-gold rocket man who was actually a rich businessman called Anthony 'Tony' Stark. He was born a genius and his intellect grew with age, but so did his arrogance. He was a very confident man with a charismatic personality and was head over heels in love with his former secretary, Miss Pepper Potts. His parents, Howard and Maria Stark, were killed years ago, and Tony did not know who actually killed them. Harry could sympathize with the man in that regard. His father, Mr. Howard Stark was the one who conducted the experiment which gave an American soldier, one Steve Rogers, his powers during the 2nd World War. He remained frozen for 50 years before awakening and took the mantle of Captain America once again. Steve Rogers was a super-soldier. He had also discovered that an evil organization had also tried its hand at creating super-soldiers, but had yet to locate the facilities. That evil organization, HYDRA, still existed and caused trouble, but for some reason, they went awfully quiet some years ago. Whatever their intention was, Harry did not know, but what he knew for sure was that they were anything but good.

Another weird guy that Harry had researched was the Green Giant or The Hulk. He was a scientist named Dr. Bruce Banner. He was said to have been researching Gamma radiations when suddenly the experiment went awry and he was exposed to the entire bulk of Gamma rays. Such exposure would have killed anybody but he somehow survived. This debacle enabled Banner to sometimes transform into a green behemoth with the powers of a giant.

Another one who Harry researched was called Thor. he had heard of Thor, the Prince of Asgard and the Norse God of Thunder. He used to think that it was a myth, after all, he had never even heard of him in his own world, but it was very much real in this world. Thor had absolute control over thunder and his hammer, The Mjolnir, could only be lifted by those deemed worthy of wielding absolute power.

They also found two other people of that group, the Black Widow and Hawkeye. Hawkeye was an archer. It was considered impossible for Hawkeye to miss his target. He was also very agile and quite proficient in hand-to-hand combat. Black Widow, or Natasha Romanoff, was a Russian assassin who was wanted a few years ago by the police over many countries when suddenly all charges were dropped against her. Now she was here with this group of superheroes. It didn't take someone genius to figure out what happened. Another thing to note was the attire of Romanoff and Barton. Both wore tight black combat uniforms, signifying that they were just that, uniforms. While others bore no such similarities, Harry concluded that Barton and Romanoff were part of some organization and the other four were operating independently with these two, and not for that organization. It seemed more like a partnership than employment.

So far, Harry and Daphne have had concluded that there were two organizations fighting in the shadows. They found out one was called HYDRA on account of some deep digging in the past but hadn't found the name of this second organization that Barton and Romanoff were possibly a part of.

He was pulled out of his musings when Daphne sat down on his lap and looked at him questioningly. Harry simply shook his head and said, "Nothing, love. Just thinking about HYDRA and the other organization."

Daphne nodded. She shifted on his lap so that she was facing the T.V and pushed her ass into his groin, making Harry groan. She smirked before remarking, "People will always be the same. Those 6 saved an entire city but all they can think of is the loss of property and the fright the attack gave them. If it weren't for those 6, who knows what would've happened. Harry nodded and looked up at the clock on the news channel saying that it was 9 already. He pointed this out to Daphne and she gave him a cute pout but got up. Harry gave her a soft kiss and went to get changed. An hour later and their breakfast done, both husband and wife made their way to the research room where they continued their research and learning how this world operated.

TIMESKIP: 1.5 YEARS

Harry and Daphne had completely settled in their new life. Their bond only grew stronger and their love for each other quite apparent. During the past 2 years, they uncovered many secrets of this world and discovered the other organization's name and motives. Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division, or S.H.I.E.L.D. was a special law enforcement and anti-terrorism agency which usually dealt with superhuman threats. They recruited candidates, trained them into Agents and kept watch over the planet. Over the course of 2 years, they came to know that the Space Stone, or The Tesseract as they called it, was indeed used by Loki, the brother of Thor and God of Mischief, to unleash terror on Earth. Why he did it, no one really knew.

Phil Coulson was a great help for Harry and Daphne over the past two years.

FLASHBACK

One time they had apparated in an alleyway near Charing Cross and Phil Coulson coincidentally happened to be exiting some cafeteria and looked at the young couple that seemed to appear out of nowhere. Instead of acting surprised as they thought, Coulson immediately looked suspicious, though he quickly hid it behind a mask of astonishment and tried to look flabbergasted. Wasting no second, Daphne stunned the man which destroyed all electronics he had on himself, including a live tracker. Thinking on her feet, she apparated him to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. Harry quickly followed and applied security charms around the warehouse. Daphne conjured a chair and put Coulson in it, bound him tightly and woke him up. Coulson immediately started trying to free himself but stopped when Harry shouted, "WHO ARE YOU?"

Coulson kept quiet and glared at Harry. "You won't get away with this. They will be arriving any minute now."

"We got rid of your tracker, bald guy.", Daphne nonchalantly informed him while looking at her nails as Coulson's eyes widened.

"Now you can co-operate peacefully or we can make you, but beware, you might get a headache.", Harry warned.

Coulson merely glared.

"Your choice.", Harry shrugged as he looked into Coulson's eyes. Suddenly, Coulson was assaulted by full-force legilimency assault from Harry. His entire life seemed to pass by in front of his eyes. After what felt like hours but was only a minute, Harry withdrew from his mind, a contemplative look on his face. Coulson looked like he had fainted, but was awake and gulping huge breaths of air.

"What is it?", Daphne questioned.

Harry responded by turning to her and looking into her eyes. daphne got the message and connected with his mind, getting the entire knowledge of the secret organization they had been researching that Coulson was privy to. She also discovered that the Reality Stone had resurfaced on Earth and almost killed one Jane Foster, the ex-girlfriend of Thor. However, it was on Asgard as well. This concerned her. Keeping two Infinity Stones so close to each other was simply asking for trouble.

Harry told Daphne to meet him at their home, grabbed Coulson and popped him to the same alleyway. He waved his hand, obliviating Coulson of everything that happened, and conjured a brick similar to the one the opposite wall was made of. Hitting Coulson with the brick so that it didn't hurt that much but cut his head, he planted the memory of getting hit on the head with a falling brick and stunned the man. Dropping the brick on the ground as if it had fallen naturally, Harry apparated back home.

FLASHBACK ENDS

That was how they came to know everything there was to know about S.H.I.E.L.D.

"We still have considerable funds in the bank account, so I don't think we need to exchange any gold for the time being. Furthermore, market projections show that the value is expected to go south. Currently, we exchange at an average of 33000 pounds for 1 kg. An annual drop of 1.5% is expected as per my analysis."

Harry pondered what Daphne told him. This was a concerning matter. If the prices were expected to fall in the future, introducing more gold in the market would further diminish the exchange value.

"Okay. We should refrain from introducing further gold in the market. But a solution is needed in the future."

"Yes, but it isn't the immediate issue. The present issue is something else.", Daphne said.

Seeing her husband's questioning look, she showed him a collage of newspaper cuttings. All were dated from April 2013 to November 2013 and carried similar headlines. 'People disappearing', Harry wondered.

"This has just started in the past few months. Although not many to make intelligence agencies, a total of 23 people have disappeared without a trace in these 6 months.", Daphne explained.

"What's the catch? You researched this, I know it.", Harry intervened.

"I'm getting there, husband of mine. There are two oddities. First, all the disappearances included people belonging to the age group 18-23. Second, these disappearances stopped after November. There have been no cases of people disappearing in December and January.", Daphne replied.

"Which means that these people were abducted for a reason, and whatever reason it is, I am guessing the abductors have succeeded in accomplishing it.", Harry said.

Daphne nodded. Harry suddenly thought of something and opened his notes of the Super-soldier program. Daphne watched curiously as he read through it when suddenly his eyes widened.

"Harry. What is it?"

Harry passed her the notes and Daphne looked at it. Her eyes widened as the implications set in.

She looked at Harry to see him contemplating something when he turned on the web. "Daph, get on another computer and search for news regarding any disappearances between April and November over the American continents.", Harry told her.

Daphne's eyes widened as she comprehended what he was suggesting.

A pale-faced Daphne looked at her husband who also looked disturbed but kept glaring at the computer screen.

"How many?", he asked.

"374 reported, 367 between 18-23.", she replied solemnly.

"1855 from Europe and Africa, 2271 from Asia and 67 from Oceania. A total of 4183 between 18-23."

Daphne gasped and got up. She pulled Harry up and hugged him. Harry held her close to him and both tried to take comfort in the embrace.

A few minutes later, they pulled away and sat on the couch in their research room.

"We could be facing an army of super-soldiers, Daph. An army of people having powers similar to, or maybe even greater than Steve Rogers. A few of them can take down any country within one night. To have an army of over 4500, this would be a massacre, Daph. This is world scale threat we are looking at here. And I am surprised to see that there is no word out there of people disappearing."

"Do you think S.H.I.E.L.D. knows of this?", Daphne asked.

When Harry looked at her, she explained, "Look, it is obvious that this is the work of HYDRA. And given the history of these two organizations, it is fair to assume that S.H.I.E.L.D. has made the connections. Think of it. Nobody has heard of Stark after that attack on Pepper Potts. Steve Rogers has not been heard of, and there has been no news of Banner since his disappearance from India. You found out that Romanoff was the last person he was seen with. What if these people are preparing for something?"

Harry contemplated her words before saying, "I think it's time we had a little chat with our old friend."

Daphne simply nodded.

Phil Coulson prided himself on his situational awareness, so it was quite comical when he suddenly fell down in a heap. He quickly vanished before anyone could notice anything strange. On the streets of Moscow, everything seemed normal.

Coulson dropped down on the floor of the same warehouse at the outskirts of London. Tracker and all other electronics destroyed due to the stunner, Daphne put him in a conjured chair and bound him tightly. harry appeared beside her and slapped her bum lightly, earning a squeal from his wife. He simply chuckled and said, "He thought using muggle disguises would help. They deal with the superhumans but can't understand the fact that aura cannot be hidden. A passable attempt, however."

Harry woke him up and gave him no time to respond. He assaulted Coulson's mind and came to know some interesting facts. He saw that The Avengers were recruiting new superheroes to boost their power. He also saw that they knew about the disappearances and had confirmation that HYDRA was behind all this. The Avengers had attacked a HYDRA base and found loads of information. One troubling thing was the case of Loki's scepter. It had the power of closing the portal created by the Space Stone and could be used to mind control someone, similar to the Imperius but more efficient. And it was in the possession of HYDRA. Harry could only imagine what HYDRA could do with such power.

Harry left Coulson's mind, stunned him, took him back and repeated the same process. He apparated back to the apartment to find Daphne waiting for him. He looked into her eyes and shared whatever he had extracted from Coulson's mind. She said just one word and Harry nodded.

"SOKOVIA"

The next morning found Harry and Daphne in a modest hotel room in Sokovia. They had altered their appearances just like they had done every time they had gone outside their apartment for anything non-personal. Harry looked like a 30-year old blonde man with a modest build, nothing like his real hunk-like appearance. He had grey eyes and a styled blonde beard. Daphne sported brown curly hair and brown eyes with an attractive figure. She looked to be in her late twenties and completely pulled off as Harry's wife.

They were standing close to each other with their eyes closed and holding hands, extending their magic all over the place and surrounding areas. They found their target after a minute of extending their senses, pinpointing the exact location to the North-west part of the town. They opened their eyes, nodded to each other, willed themselves invisible and apparated.

Reappearing under the canopy of trees, they saw the entire area covered with snow. A sudden blast attracted their attention as they looked up to see the Ironman firing missiles at the building, only to be stopped by some kind of barrier. Harry extended his senses and tried to feel the barrier, but couldn't find any magical energy. Grinning, he grabbed Daphne's hand and flew inside, phasing through the barrier and the walls, leaving The Avengers to distract the guards. They sensed two strong auras at the bottom of the building and started to make their way downwards, but stopped when they heard two people conversing. They looked at each other and nodded, following the voices.

"And what about the siblings?", one man asked the other important looking person.

"We cannot take them with us. If we wait for them to keep their powers under control, The Avengers will get to us and we'll be doomed. And if we take them with us, they'll kill us at the first chance. I value my life too much to die this soon.", the other replied.

"You know that Zemo will kill you when he discovers that only two of the subjects were able to harness the super-soldier power and the remaining 4000-plus subjects perished, and you left those two as well to save your own hide, right?"

"He will kill me if he is able to find me. I am going away where he won't be able to find me. Now, what about you?"

"I can't do this. Zemo will kill us when he finds us. I know it."

"Too bad."

One gunshot later, the man was killed as the other one started to run in the opposite direction, but suddenly dropped down unceremoniously on the ground, courtesy of a stunner from Daphne.

"This Zemo, whoever he/she is, needs to be known about.", Daphne muttered as Harry nodded. He shrank the man and put him inside an insect box Daphne conjured and put it inside his pocket. Nodding to Daphne, he went downwards where he was feeling a pair of strong auras from. they reached the lowest level to see a black-haired girl, no older than 18 bewitching Stark into thinking something horrific, judging from Stark's tears and gasps. Daphne quickly stunned her and Stark fell down unconscious. The moment the woman fell down, Harry felt something really fast making its way towards her. He extended his senses and saw a boy, looking no older than 18 as well, running at extreme velocity. He looked at Daphne to see her nod to him. One stunner later, he was down. They repeated the same process and placed the twins in a box and Harry put them in his pocket. Thinking about Stark, Harry saw something strange about him, or rather his anatomy. Stark had some metal close to his heart and the glowing bulb was somehow keeping it at bay. Harry pulled the bulb out and placed his hand on his chest and started muttering under his breath. Suddenly, the metal piece was ejected out and fresh muscles and skin began growing. It would take a while but the skin would eventually grow back.

"We'll meet again, Stark", Harry stated as he turned to see Daphne softly smiling at him. He took her hand and apparated outside to see all the guards either dead or captured by The Avengers. They saw Steve Rogers, Romanoff, Barton, Banner and Thor there, talking quietly, before Thor dashed inside the building, no wonder looking for Stark. Not sensing anything, they apparated away to their hotel room and stunned the three prisoners again for good measure. They checked out in the evening after the people of Sokovia who were asked to move out had returned. They saw Clint Barton and Steve Rogers conversing but paid them no mind as they made their way towards the airport for their flight back home.

"Excuse me.", a male voice spoke from behind them.

They turned to see Barton and Rogers standing there. they exchanged a look before Romanoff asked, "The town is safe now. Why are you leaving?"

"Oh, you must be mistaken, miss. We are actually from the U.K. We simply came in this area for some sightseeing and our flight back home is due tonight.", Daphne replied.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Actually, the two of you look so much like people native from this area that we failed to distinguish you. Sorry for the interruption. Have a safe journey.", Romanoff said politely.

"It's alright. Thanks, Mr.?"

"Morgan. Louis Morgan."

"Right. Thanks, Mr. Morgan."

They turned away to catch the flight back home. Once they were out of earshot, Barton turned to Steve. "I've checked with the hotel and the staff said that they checked in this morning and checked out just now. Don't you find it suspicious that a couple from the U.K. who hasn't been seen here before according to the public blended in so easily with the natives that even we couldn't tell them apart? Also, the fact that they checked in merely hours before our raid and checked out hours after the operation completed is no mere coincidence. Something is fishy."

He dialed a number on her phone. "Keep an eye on them. Follow then till the end and report your observations."

"So, that was your plan all along, huh? Meeting in plain sight and planting a seed of doubt in his head?", Harry asked her when they were on their way back home. Daphne merely winked in response. Harry chuckled and pulled her close and closed his eyes.

The couple reached London a few hours later and made their way outside when Harry felt someone looking at his back. Chuckling, he whispered something in Daphne's ear and went into the male restroom.

The spy walked in a few seconds later to avoid suspicion and Daphne grinned before entering the female restroom.

Once he entered the restroom, Harry willed his appearance to change and dropped his glamour. He was back to his normal self-wearing his regular clothes and walked outside. Just as Harry walked outside, he walked into the very man who was following him.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you okay, Mr.?"

"Yes, I'm fine. thanks." And he walked in, ignoring Harry.

Harry walked outside to see Daphne grinning at him. Snorting, he grabbed her around her waist as Daphne swung her arm around his back and they walked outside the airport and back home. leaving a confused and angry spy behind.

"What do you mean you lost them?", Barton calmly asked while he was anything but.

"It's like I said. He walked inside the restroom and I followed. when I couldn't see him, I waited, assuming that he was inside some cubicle. After a few minutes, I checked every cubicle and to my surprise, all were empty. When I ran outside to check, the lady was gone as well.", the spy explained.

Barton cut the call and contemplated what he had been told. Did the couple simply vanish from the airport? Suddenly, he had an idea.

Reaching the control room of the helicarrier, he made way towards Maria Hill, another agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. when he was intercepted by Nick Fury, the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Nick Fury was an intimidating man. Standing at 6' tall, he was a veteran and had seen his fair share of battles. One of his eyes was missing, the empty socked covered with an eyepatch.

"Barton, what is this about a couple in Sokovia whom you made one of our agents follow? And said agent failed spectacularly, I add."

Barton explained his suspicions and Fury grunted his agreement. He saw Barton approach Maria Hill and explain what needed to be done. Maria accessed the cameras of the airport and played the footage. All three of them saw the couple walk in front of the restroom and the man muttering something in the woman's ear, making her chuckle. Barton asked Maria to play the camera in front of the restroom from the previous 10 minutes. They took note of every person who entered and exited and tallied every entry with subsequent exit. When the man entered the restroom, they saw their agent enter. As soon as the agent entered the men's loo, the woman in question entered the women's loo. A few seconds later, they saw a woman who had never entered the loo exiting and standing there, smiling at the male restroom's entrance. Just a few seconds later, another man, one who had never entered the restroom, exited and made his way towards the woman, grabbing her by the waist and walking away towards the exit.

"I want his entire profile. Who he is, where he is from, what he does, where he lives, what his activities are, everything. Same goes for the woman with him as well. Find out everything about this couple.", Fury ordered.

"I'll get the report ready in an hour, Director.", Maria replied. Fury merely grunted in acknowledgment.

Meanwhile, Harry and Daphne were sitting on the couch in their living room and Daphne was leaning her head on his shoulder. They had placed the prisoners in the closet, resolving to interrogate them at night.

"How far do you think those S.H.I.E.L.D. guys would have come?", Daphne asked.

"I think they know everything about us by now and are somehow trying to monitor us by setting up stations around our home to try to keep track of our movements.", Harry cheerfully replied. Daphne just snorted.

"Harry James Potter; 31st July 1987; Lansdowne Primary School; Cardiff High School; Finance Post-Graduate from Cardiff University; Atrium Apartments, St. John's Wood; Investor at London Stock Exchange; Works from Home."

"Daphne Elizabeth Potter; 17th August 1987; Springwood Primary School; Whitchurch High School; Finance Post-Graduate from Cardiff University; married to Harry James Potter - 11th July 2012; Housewife."

"Married for 19 months; no kids; no pregnancy reports; no; no; no; every field checks negative."

"They look like a completely normal young couple, met in the University I think, married, belong to Finance, no connection whatsoever with Science apart from high school knowledge, aged 26.", Maria said.

"That's the thing, Hill. They are too normal. Significant things missing: No medical records; No records for parents and ancestors; How were they brought up? It is impossible for any human to have no medical record in his entire life. There are only names of their parents on their academic records, James and Lily Potter, and Cyrus and Elizabeth Green, who exist nowhere. My assumption will be fabricated records or something else entirely. the fact that their information is correctly placed on the National database proves that it is authentic, but it doesn't add up. And if these are not authentic, then it means they somehow managed to access the National Database and put their records. That would be something.", Fury mused.

"Barton, set up monitoring units all around st. John's wood and keep track of their movements 24X7.", Fury ordered.

"Yes, Sir!", Barton walked out, dismissed.

Alright, Potters, you have my attention.

Harry walked out on the balcony overlooking the sunset over London skyline and extended his senses. He quickly sensed all the monitoring units set all over St. John's Wood and smirked. A lovely beauty snaked her arms behind him and rubbed his skin under his shirt.

"Do we really need to do this tonight? Cause I'd rather do something else.", Daphne whispered in his ear.

"You know we need to get this off, Daph. the sooner we do this, the better.", harry turned around and pulled her to him.

"Oh yes. I'd very much like to get off. The sooner, the better.", Daphne cheekily replied.

Harry simply shook his head in amusement and reached his hands behind her and squeezed her ass and lightly slapped the cheeks.

"Come on, let's get over with this.", Harry told her.

They walked inside as Daphne slid the door to the balcony shut and drew the curtains. Fixing their clothes, they nodded and grabbed the boxes before disapparating away.

"Any movements from the couple?", Fury questioned the main monitoring team.

"No sir, they have not left the property since their return this morning. The trackers placed on them still show they are in their apartment."

"Keep an eye out on them, Jones."

"Yes, sir!"

Little did they know that their trackers had been discovered the moment they were placed on them and were now in their shoe rack.

Harry and Daphne appeared at the place where they first arrived at, The Stonehenge in Wiltshire. This was the secret hideout that they had built 3 months ago. It acted as an alternate base of operations and was the most secure place for them. Thanks to the amount of magic poured, not even a full-scale assault from all six Infinity Stones could penetrate their base of operations. The moment they placed this place under the Fidelius, the entire world forgot about the existence of Stonehenge. All mentions of Stonehenge were erased from every source of information. Even the highest level of organizations had no knowledge of the existence of such a place. Harry and Daphne regularly visited this place for 10 months to charge the ward stones placed at the intersection of only ley lines in this world and this made Stonehenge a place even more secure than Hogwarts and Gringotts combined.

"Let me try, Harry.", Daphne said as she approached the border and hissed #Activate for the Masters of Death#

The wards glowed golden for a second, not that anyone who couldn't sense magic could see it, and an archway formed. Daphne walked forward with Harry closely behind and hissed #Retreat# causing the archway to close.

The interior was nothing like anyone could imagine Stonehenge to be. The entire area was divided into 5 segments marked 1 to 5. The first segment consisted of every magical aspect of research. They were unspeakables, and magical research attracted them. The second segment was dedicated to the muggle world. It was equipped with the latest technology available. A few Confundus charms also helped. Comfortable chairs, a big screen, computers with the latest software and some exclusive ones as well, and non-tracking services. They had developed runes to enable electronic equipment to work around magic. The third segment consisted of a replica of their apartment's living room and kitchen, complete with the best furniture and machinery. The fourth segment was for their research on Infinity Stones. It consisted of all their research neatly cataloged in folders, two computers with the same features, all the reading materials they had collected over the months having any information about Infinity Stones or the Universe/Multiverse. Finally, the last segment was a huge chamber sub-divided into 5 segments and they consisted of power-suppression runes and various enchantments to make the owners of the place extract whatever information they needed from their target. The enchantments only worked against those their owners intended to work against. It was a very tricky task to incorporate intent in the wards and enchantments but the couple managed to do so.

Harry and Daphne entered Segment 5 and sat down on the couch after Harry placed the box containing the man from HYDRA on the ground. With a wave of her hand, Daphne reverted the man back to his original size. As soon as the man fell on the ground, chains wrapped around his legs and waist. The chains pulled his hands up in the air. The man was on his knees with his hands up in the air and chains wrapped around him.

With another wave, the man started to wake up. Slowly he opened his eyes to see nothing. Everything was pitch black. He squinted his eyes to try and see anything, but there was no use. He tried to remember the last thing he could and recalled with a start. The Avengers attacked their base, he decided to flee and tried to convince List to accompany him. He remembered killing List before running and then, nothing. Suddenly he realized that he couldn't move an inch as he was bound in chains. He realized that he must have been captured but it was most likely not S.H.I.E.L.D. as this wasn't their style. Finally, he looked up and blanched when he saw two pairs of brightly glowing green eyes.

Suddenly a distorted voice called out, "What is your name?"

"Wolfgang von Strucker", he spoke before he could stop himself.

"What were you doing in Sokovia?"

"That was the HYDRA Base of Operations. We were conducting an experiment."

"Explain."

"Our leader instructed us to prepare for the super-soldier experiment. we had conducted a few tests in the past but none were successful. The leader sent us over 4500 volunteers within 6 months and told us to test the subjects. All but two failed."

"What happened to those who failed?"

"They died when they gave up and failed. Their dead bodies were transported to different locations to at least make use of in some way."

"Where and what use?"

"They were sent to Krestovaya in the Arctic and were further transported to various other locations. I was not privy to that information. I am also not aware of what happened to the bodies. Only the leader knew that and he himself co-ordinated the movements."

"Who is this leader? And tell me about Zemo."

"Our leader goes by the name Zemo. No one knows if that's his real name or not. Where he lives, Where he goes, What he does, How he looks like, none of us know. We are only meant to take care of these bases and report to the leader. We have zero interaction with him. All I can tell you about him is that he goes by the name Zemo and everyone in HYDRA fears him."

"Final question. Tell me everything there is about HYDRA's super-soldier project. Past, present, and future."

Strucker prayed whichever devil he could to make him stop talking, only to be disappointed.

It felt like hours but in reality, only 15 minutes had passed but now Harry and Daphne had all the information the needed about the super-soldier program. They were disgusted with the actions of this organization but knew that they could not do anything to help those young people who failed to survive the torture. They prayed for their welfare and wished that their souls move on this plane of existence and attain salvation.

They couldn't find within themselves to pity Strucker as they threw his unconscious body inside a cage of a lion in the zoo.

Harry and Daphne steeled their nerves and took their seats on the couch and put the box containing the boy on the ground. Daphne restored his body to it's original size and woke him up with a wave of her hand.

The boy woke up and like Strucker, squinted his eyes to see anything in pitch blackness. only to come up short. Recalling how he got here, he looked up to see two pairs of glowing emeralds. he quickly dashed forward intending to kick their asses when he realized that he couldn't move a muscle. he was somehow petrified in place.

"I'd stop struggling if I were you.", a distorted voice was heard.

The boy stopped struggling and glared at the eyes.

"Where is my sister?"

"Oh, so she is your sister. Worry not. She's completely safe. Now we'd like to ask you some questions, and hope for your sake that you co-operate."

"Yeah? And what if I don't?"

"You'll see. What is your name?"

"Pietro Maximoff.", he looked shocked at how his own mouth worked against him.

"You understand now?"

Pietro could only stupidly nod. No matter what his newfound powers were, he could never hope to match this.

"Now, where are you from?"

"Sokovia"

"How were you captured?"

"After our parents were killed two years ago in the Battle of New York, my sister and I wanted those responsible to pay. When those guys came, they said that they were opening a training camp for people between 18-23. Naturally, my sister and I were the only ones to join as no one else wanted to send their sons or daughters away."

"What happened at the camp?"

"It was never a camp. We were placed in cells and were fed once every two days, enough to sustain our body. They used to call one person at a time. Anyone who went never came back. Everyone was gone in the end except me and my sister. They took us inside some laboratory and shoved us inside some kind of tank. I don't know what they did but I felt pain the likes of which I had never imagined. I could feel my cells bursting, my bones cracking, my muscles tearing apart, and all I could do was scream harder and harder until my voice stopped. Then the pain was over and I was thrown inside some glass container big enough to be called a cell. A few hours later they brought my sister and threw her inside her cell. It was adjacent to mine and we talked. I don't know how many days passed when I felt a change in my body. I could feel my body shaking and vibrating sometimes and before I knew it, I was running fast, and I mean really fast. Slowly my speed just increased. My sister was also experiencing something as she said that she could do some weird things. Then one day out of nowhere someone attacked the building we were kept in and we managed to escape the cell, but you captured us and brought us here."

"You do not have to fear us, Pietro. The people from those camps were members of a terrorist organization known as HYDRA. I want to give something to you. Do I have your consent? If yes, then look into the pair of eyes on your left and don't blink unless I say so."

Pietro nodded his assent and did as he was told and was assaulted by the image of Strucker and his interrogation. Feeling disgusted, he looked in the eyes and said four words, "I want to help."

"What?"

"I've got these powers now. I want to utilize these for a good cause. I want to protect our planet and get rid of such filth. This will be my way of honoring the memories of my parents."

Harry and Daphne looked at each other in surprise. They assessed the sole of Pietro and sensed nothing malicious but pure determination and resolve. They looked at Pietro before smiling slightly and nodding.

"We would be happy to call you our ally, Pietro. You can come over and sit down on that chair. We will talk to your sister now."

Pietro nodded and walked down to the indicated chair and sat down, wondering how he could see only that chair and nothing else in the room.

Suddenly he heard the grunts of his sister and knew that she was now where he was a few minutes ago.

"You are simply wasting your energy. Stop it, Wanda."

"Pietro?"

"Yes, it's me. Please stop struggling and hear them out, or better, just look into the eyes of the left one and you'll understand everything."

Wanda looked at where Pietro was and back at the eyes. Finally, she looked directly in the left pair of eyes and was assaulted by the memory of Strucker's interview. She whimpered when a clearly feminine voice called, "Don't cry, Wanda. Tears have power. They give power to your enemies when shedding in pain and sorrow, and to your loved ones when shedding in love and happiness. Stop crying and look back in the eyes."

Wanda wiped her tears away and looked back. This time she saw Pietro's questioning and stopped tears from falling out at Pietro's proclamation of fighting for the good. Finally steeling her resolve, Wanda looked back at them before asking, "When will our training begin?"

Harry assessed her and found resolve and a hidden power. he ignored it, for the time being, telling Daphne to remind him in the future, and smiled.

They asked Wanda and Pietro to follow them as they exited and made their way to Segment 3. Wanda and Pietro walked in to find an apartment filled with the best of all items. Looking at their hosts, they saw a couple older than them in the kitchen.

"Take a seat, you two. Don't hesitate.", the woman politely told them.

They went to sit down on the couch when the man told them to sit on the dining table instead.

"Hope you like Indian.", the man said as he walked forward, bowls and plates floating behind him and arranging themselves on the table. Wanda stared in shock as Pietro imitated a fish out of the water.

"How'd you do that!?", he exclaimed.

"Magic.", Harry cheekily replied.

Daphne took a seat beside her husband and slapped his arm. "Be nice."

"Sure, love.", Harry said and started serving for all four of them.

After he had served the meal which consisted of Paneer Tikka Masala and Fried dal with Garlic naan, salad, and pickle, they started eating. Pietro exclaimed at how good the food tasted while Wanda also praised Daphne's cooking by saying, "This is the best masala I've ever had."

Daphne thanked them in response and told them that there was more than enough and to eat to their heart's content. Pietro commented about Wanda eating too much and getting fat which earned him chuckles from Harry and Daphne and a swat on the back of his head by Wanda.

Both siblings had a happy time after so long and it was quite apparent on their faces as they bickered and joked. Harry and Daphne looked at each other and smiled,

'We did the right thing.'

TO BE CONTINUED

A/N: I have never visited London, nor do I live in London. Therefore I have no solid idea about the city. All the details I have added in this chapter have been borrowed from various websites. I do not claim ownership of, or credit for, any mentions. Constructive criticism will always be appreciated and flames will be ignored. Thanks and see you next time.