After a few calming breaths, Harry put his glasses back on and looked around the room. He was at the Burrow, about to go to the Quidditch World Cup. The Weasleys had tickets and invited Hermione, Harry, and even his dads. They would head out early in the morning, which would be now if the time was correct on Harry's phone. Ron was still sleeping peacefully across the room. Harry shook his head fondly. He jumped when the door opened, but relaxed when Loki walked in.
"Hey Papa" Harry smiled.
"Good morning Harry. Are you alright?" Loki asked.
"I'm fine" He replied.
Loki raised a brow, "I am the God of Lies for a reason Harry." He sat on the bed, "There is no use in lying to me."
Harry sighed, "Just a bad dream."
"Would you like to talk about it?"
"I don't really remember what it's about. But I think Voldemort was in it. He killed a man I think."
"Unfortunately, dreams are not my area of expertise. I would put it out of your mind for now, we have a big day ahead of us."
Harry smiled, "Yeah, I can't wait."
Loki grinned, "Then you better get dressed. Breakfast is almost ready."
Harry nodded and quickly got dressed before going downstairs. When he arrived, Mrs. Weasley was stirring something in a large pot while Mr. Weasley was counting the tickets at the table. He looked up and smiled at Harry, "Good morning Harry, excited for today?"
Harry nodded in greeting, "Yes, it will be my first professional Quidditch match." He sat down next to the man, "Thank you for inviting my parents Mr. Weasley."
"Nonsense" He replied before leaning in close, "Molly may not approve, but I like them" He whispered.
Harry grinned.
Tony and Loki were the next to come down. Tony wore a sling with Eric sleeping peacefully inside. They each greeted Harry with a kiss to his forehead and a nod towards Mr. Weasley. Hermione was next down, followed closely by Ginny. The last three were Fred, George, and Ron who still looked half asleep.
"Good morning everyone!" Arthur greeted happily. He was met with soft greeting and some grunts from his sons. "We will set out after breakfast, so eat up."
"Where's Percy? Isn't he coming?" Fred asked.
"Percy is apparating, as are Charlie and Bill." Mrs. Weasley said. She set out bowls of porridge in front of everyone.
"Why can't we apparate?" Ron asked.
"You are much too young, and side along can be dangerous." Mrs. Weasley frowned.
"Apparating is very useful, but comes with some dangerous consequences. I remember a pair that went and splinched themselves."
Harry looked around, confused. "Apparating, splinched?"
"Disappearing from one place and appearing in another almost instantly. And when you splinch yourself, you leave a part of you behind."
Harry winced, "That sounds awful"
"You ever do something like that Lokes?" Tony asked.
Loki sniffed, "Teleporting isn't nearly as clumsy as their apparating seems to be. A skilled sedir user masters that at a young age."
Tony smirked, "So you were running from your tutors early on huh?"
"Naturally" Loki smirked.
The group ate their breakfast and got their things ready for their trip. Tony sat in the kitchen, nursing Eric while Loki helped Harry pack. They came back down to Ron staring at Tony strangely and Hermione trying to hide her laughter.
"What's wrong Ron?" Harry asked.
"Ron has just figured out your Dad can breastfeed." Hermione said quietly.
"How is that not strange to you?" Ron asked.
"He had a baby Ronald" Hermione rolled her eyes, "It only seems natural that he would be able to feed it"
Harry shook his head and chuckled.
Mr. Weasley came down with his pack, "Everyone ready?"
The group nodded and left the house. "Come on then, we have a long walk ahead of us."
"Walk? Are we walking to the Quidditch Cup?"
"Oh no, no. That's miles away, much too far to walk to." The group followed Mr. Weasley into the woods until they heard someone call out his name. Up ahead was a man around Mr. Weasley's age. He had shaggy brown hair and round glasses.
"Arthur!" The man waved.
"Amos!" Arthur replied.
They hugged each other in greeting. "How are you?"
"I am good, as I hope you are."
"I am doing quite well." Arthur said.
He turned to his family, "This is Amos Diggory; he works with me at the Ministry."
Amos bowed, "Pleasure to meet you all."
A young man dropped from the tree and landed next to Amos.
"And this must be Cedric" Arthur smiled.
"It is indeed, my pride and joy." Amos smiled.
"Pleasure" Cedric nodded.
"Well come on now, we mustn't be late." Arthur said and led the group onward.
Amos took up the rear. His eyes widened when he noticed Harry. "Merlin's beard, you must be Harry Potter"
"Yes Sir" He shifted his pack to shake the man's hand.
"Ced's talked about you, of course." Amos said, "Told us about playing you last year. Now that's a story for the grandchildren eh? My son beating Harry Potter!"
Harry couldn't think of anything to say, but he saw Fred and George glaring at Amos over their shoulder. His papa as well, didn't seem too pleased with the comment. He shifted his hand slightly and Mr. Diggory tumbled to the floor.
Harry frowned at his papa while his dad snickered. "Are you alright Mr. Diggory?"
"Of course Mr. Potter, just a little tumble." The man assured. "Now where was I? Oh yes, my son beating Harry Potter at Quidditch! I can't believe it!" He laughed loudly.
Cedric looked slightly embarrassed, "He fell off his broom Dad; I told you that."
"Yes, but you didn't." Amos smiled, "Always so humble, my boy. Always such a gentleman, he gets that from me ya know?"
Again, Harry didn't reply.
"In any case, the best man won, I'm sure Harry would say the same, wouldn't you, eh? One falls off his broom, the other stays on, you don't need to be a genius to tell which one's the better flier!"
"Yes, he definitely gets his modesty from his Father. Hopefully he didn't pass that brain along to his son either." Tony muttered under his breath. Harry grinned and Loki snickered.
They came to a hill where an old boot sat. "What is that?" Tony asked.
"It's a Portkey, it will transfer us to the location of the Quidditch Cup." Arthur explained. "All you need to do is hold onto it, a finger will do." He looked to Tony and Eric, "However, I don't know if it will be safe for a baby."
Tony pouted, "Not fair"
Loki chuckled, "Do not fret My Love, I shall meet you there." He carefully took Eric into his arms and vanished in a flash of green.
"I've never seen apparition like that before." Cedric said.
"Sucks for you" Tony skipped towards the boot, "So how do we start this thing?"
Harry chuckled at how child-like his father was.
"Alright, everyone grab on." Arthur instructed.
"Ready? One…two…three!" Immediately, Harry felt an invisible force lift him off his feet. He could feel Ron and Hermione on either side of him, their shoulders knocking with his. His Dad was across from him having the time of his life.
"Okay, let go everyone!" Arthur shouted.
"What?!" Hermione shrieked.
"You heard him." Tony quickly let go with a cry of joy and flew through the air.
"Dad!" Harry shouted.
"It's time to let go!" Arthur repeated.
Harry steeled himself and let go of the boot, screaming as he fell. He hit the ground hard along with everyone else. Mr. Weasley, Mr. Diggory, and Cedric were still standing, looking as normal as ever.
"Whoo! That was a rush!" Tony cheered. He ran over to Harry and helped him up. "I don't know which is better, that or via Bifrost. You alright Harry, that was a harsh landing."
"Yeah, are you okay?" Harry asked.
"Peachy, I landed on my feet and everything." Tony replied.
"I think I know why everyone says you have no self-preservation."
"Pot, Kettle Harry." Tony smirked.
"How was your first ride via Portkey Mr. Stark?" Arthur asked.
"Awesome" Tony grinned, "I am so up for doing that again."
Arthur chuckled. "This way, off to the campsite." He led the group to a large field where many small tents were pitched. They split off from the Diggorys and made their way to their tent. Harry looked around, amazed at all the people gathered in one place.
They finally made it to their tent, Harry was a curious on how a group of their size was going to fit inside that small tent. "It will be a bit of a tight fit, but we'll make due." Arthur said.
They went inside and Harry stared in awe. Unlike the outside, the inside was spacious, with several rooms and full sized beds.
"Pretty cool huh?" Tony grinned.
"I love magic." Harry replied.
"It is about time you two got here." They turned to see Loki walking towards them.
"Hey Lokes, you missed a great trip." Tony smiled and kissed his husband.
"I'm sure" Loki replied. He turned to Harry and gave him a hug.
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The match was later that night. Eric had been delivered to Pepper for the night so they wouldn't have to worry.
"Blimey Dad, how far up are we?" Ron complained while climbing the stairs.
"Let's put it this way" The group turned to see Lucius Malfoy and his son Draco standing below them. "If it rains, you'll be the first to know." The man smirked.
"We'll be sure to warn you if it does, wouldn't want you to ruin your hair." Tony snarked back.
Lucius frowned.
"Father and I are in the Minister's box. A personal invitation from Cornelius Fudge himself." Malfoy boasted.
"Don't boast Draco." Lucius scolded, "There's no need with these people." He sneered.
"There's no need with these people" Tony repeated in a posh English accent.
"Excuse me?"
"You're excused" Tony smirked.
"I'll have you know –"
"Listen L'oreal Paris, while I would love to stand here and talk about your unfair rejection from the Elven community, I have places to be. I'm sure you understand." With that, he herded the group up the stairs.
Their seats were at the very top of the arena. Amos and Cedric were already standing there. "I told you these seats were worth waiting for." Amos said.
"It is quite the view." Arthur replied.
"And I thought there were a lot of people at a football game." Tony said to Loki.
"Though you won't be able to see much." Loki observed.
"I have a feeling we wouldn't see much anyway."
Hermione and Ginny shrieked as a team of wizards flew over them on their brooms. Green and white smoke trailing behind them. "It's the Irish" Fred cheered. He and George were covered in green and white paint while Ron wore red for Bulgaria. Several fireworks went off, creating the image of a leprechaun. Tony gasped when the image began to dance.
"No way!"
After the Irish looped around the stadium, the Bulgarians made their entrance. The lead player shot forward, showing off by doing tricks on his broom.
"Who is that?" Ginny asked.
"That's the best seeker in the world, Victor Krum!" George said.
A giant moving picture appeared on the side of the stadium, showing the man while he flew past.
"Reminds me of Thor" Tony smirked.
Loki grimaced, "There only needs to be one Thor in this universe."
After a short speech from the Minister of Magic, the match began.
It was an exciting match, Tony was surprised at how aggressive it was. Several people had been injured, more than he thought. In the end, Ireland won. Fred and George even won some money from a man named Bagman.
When they returned to their tents, the children were celebrating. The twins were circling Ron as he preached about Krum. A scream broke their celebration.
"It sounds like the Irish have got their pride on." Fred said.
Loki frowned and opened the tent. "We need to leave."
"What?" Arthur rushed towards the tent. "Oh dear." He ran back to the others. "Come on, we've got to get out of here."
When they get outside, everyone is running and screaming. Tents are on fire and there is smoke in the air. "Get to the Portkey and stick together." Arthur grabs Ginny and leads the group out of the campsite. Tony grabs Harry's hand while Loki takes Hermione's, they do their best to stay with the group. Harry looks back in time to see a group of cloaked men wearing skull masks. People cut through their group, separating Tony and Harry from the others.
"Harry!? Anthony!" Hermione and Loki shouted.
"Go on, we'll catch up!" Tony calls back. He keeps a tight grip on Harry's hand and moves between the tents. The masked group are throwing balls of fire from their wands, lighting everything in sight. Tony and Harry weave through people as best they can, but someone trips Harry, sending him to the floor. Tony quickly helps him up and they hide by a pile of debris.
"Dad" Harry whispered.
"Shh, not a word." Tony replied. He took out a miniature gauntlet from his pocket and activated it. There was a familiar whirring noise and the palm lit up, ready to be used. Luckily, they weren't found. They waited until the group left and the fires dissipated before leaving their hiding place. It wasn't long before Loki found them, bringing them each into a tight hug.
"Do not ever do that to me again do you understand?" Loki hissed as he examined Tony.
"Nothing happened Lokes" Tony replied as he allowed his husband to search him. "I was prepared" He held up his armored arm.
Loki glared at him before kissing him hard. "I love you"
Tony smiled softly, "Love you too Snowflake."
"Harry!" Harry looked to see Ron and Hermione running towards him. "Oh thank God you are alright" Hermione said.
"We thought we lost you." Ron said.
Harry opened his mouth to reply, but a light in the sky caught his attention. He looked up, "What is that?"
The group looked up to see a giant green skull with a snake for a tongue hanging in the sky like an aurora. Harry's scar started to burn, he hissed in pain.
"Get down!" Loki commanded out of nowhere. Not a second later, several jets of red light crossed over them.
"Wait!" They heard Arthur protest. "That's my son!" Arthur ran between the men and helped Ron to his feet. "Ron, Harry, Hermione are you alright?"
"Yes" They answered.
"Which one of you did it?" A man asked. His wand pointed at the group.
"Crouch you can't seriously think?" Arthur exclaimed.
"Which of you conjured the Dark Mark?" Crouch said.
"The what?" Harry asked
"The thing in the sky, it's You-Know-Who's" Ron whispered.
"Voldemort?"
Ron nodded.
"Then those men, in the masks, they were his followers." Harry looked to Arthur who nodded.
"Death Eaters."
Loki snorted silently.
Crouch looked around to the other aurors, "Follow me" The others nodded and the group ran off.
Arthur sighed, "We should get out of here." He led the group to where the others had gathered. A new tent was set up, just like the old one. "Why were the Death Eaters here?" Harry asked.
"Probably to kill some Muggles" Arthur replied.
"Why?"
"For fun I suppose."
"Fun?" Tony snorted, "How original."
"This isn't a joke" Percy glared at him.
"If I had a nickel for every time I heard that, I would be even richer than I already am." Tony smirked. "Look kid, killing people you don't like is one of the first chapters in 'Bad Guy 101'. The next chapter is 'How To Take Over the World'." He turned to Loki, "Right?"
Loki rolled his eyes, "Do not make me throw you out another window Stark."
Tony grinned. "So this Voldemort guy, he wants to get rid of everyone who doesn't have magic?"
"Half-bloods and Muggle-borns as well." Hermione said.
"That doesn't really leave a lot of the population. I mean, how many Purebloods can there be?" Tony shrugged. "Besides, there's no way this guy is powerful enough to wipe out every Muggle on the planet."
"He was known as one of the most powerful wizards of all time. That is why no one speaks his name, everyone fears him." Charlie said.
"Perhaps by your standards he is powerful. But remember, you are not the only ones in this galaxy." Loki said.
"I think that's enough talk for one night." Arthur said. "We have been through a lot, we should get a good night's rest. We return home in the morning."
The group nodded and went to bed. Harry lay awake for a while longer, thinking of the mark in the sky and the men in masks. He wondered if Sirius had any information about this. He would send him a letter when he got back to the Burrow.
I probably could have split this chapter, but whatever.
Had some really good Tony sass I hope, I tried at least.
Hope you enjoyed and review please!
