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"Capt? Can you finally use the internal communication device?"
The degrading comment was not lost on Steve's mind. "Yes, Stark, I can. What's wrong? How is the condition up there?"
Honestly, anythingStark said grated Steve's nerves like no other. The man has a peculiar charm that either made him very loveable or hate-able. And sadly, Steve found Stark as a very charming hate-able man. Reliable soldier, though.
"I am fine. Alien keeps coming, though. By the way, I just saw a very strange thing. An illusion you may call it, like magic—puff, the impossible thing, but Jarvis picked it on the radar so I pretty sure I am not imagining things."
"Stark, get to the point. We all need to focus!"
"Capt, I think I saw a man with a kid just appear and disappear in front of me not a minute ago."
Steve stopped thinking and turned back to the café, to see a man with a child standing outside the ruins of building. The child was looking in awe at the adult.
"You mean… a black haired man with a brown haired child, wearing brown jacket and pants?"
"Hmm, I was sure the kid had red hair, though they are kinda close, so yeah. Hooo? So he appeared around you or something? Interesting, don't you think? A minute apart and they travelled, like, around ten kilometres. No current normal travel method is that fast."
"Captain, Stark, focus!" The sound of Natasha was enough to get the chatting over the intercoms stopped.
Two men simultaneously answered, "Yes ma'am."
Harry rubbed his forehead, a habit he had had since when his scar hurt. He was kind of unsure where he could find a safe place for Teddy, so he looked around and saw the American flag man and the attractive lady fighting, this time joined by a blonde muscular man.
"Teddy, can you follow my words? This is not a fun fair. This is not a TV show. This is real and dangerous. I need your word to stay silent and wait for me till I come back once I get you to the safe point."
But Teddy's attention was not focused on him—Harry face-palmed. It seemed that letting the boy watched the alien movies marathon yesterday in the hotel was a very bad idea. Teddy seemed to think that those aliens would behave like the muggles movie called E.T.
"Harry, do you think those aliens would do the finger thing with me? Are these alien muggles too? Wow, this is very awesome!"
"Teddy!" Harry scowled, and he regretted it the next second. Teddy paled and the spark that hadbeen lost ever since he went to Hogwarts was gone once again. Harry groaned. He took the boy for a holiday to gain that spark back, but now that spark showed up at the most inappropriate of times. What should he do?
"You need to evacuate this place, sir. It is dangerous to be out on the street at this time." Came a voice suddenly from behind him. Harry turned to see the American flag man panting. He looked extremely tired. "My team and I are trying our hardest to stop the alien invasion, but we would be glad if you could take your son to a safe place."
Harry nodded and grabbed Teddy, asking; "Where is the safe point, sir?"
The American flag looked deflated. "I was not told of a safe point being assigned… err… maybe that building can be used as one?" he pointed at one of the still-standing, sturdy looking buildings, five kilometers away. Harry grimaced, but he was British and British people are trained to be polite, so he thanked the American flag.
In his panic, Harry forgot that he wasn't supposed todisapparate in front of a muggle, super powered muggle or not.
The safe point,that was actually not a safe point, was empty and quite far from the alien invasion area, so Harry decided it was a good resting point. Maybe he could leave Teddy here and go help those fighting muggles. It seemed very unfairfor them to fight the endless amount of aliens by themselves, and his magic hasproven to be very effective against the aliens. So now, Harry just needed to make sure that teddy would stay out of the harm and waited for him to come back.
But that proved the hardest part of all. Teddy was still silent. Harry was out of his mind, trying to find the right words to say.
"Teddy, please look at me? Teddy, I am Harry, you know you can tell me anything. We are family."
The boy looked away, but it was clear Teddy was trying to hold his tears back.
"Teddy, please? I need you to promise me to stay here, safe and wait for me to come back?"
The boy bit his lips and mumbled. "Where are you going?"
"I am going to help those muggles."
Teddy mumbled again, "Why? Why leave me here? I know some spells as well."
"It is safe here, I would worry about you too much and I need you to be safe."
"…but if you go and something happened to you, I will be alone. Nobody wants me." Teddy looked away and tears fell on his cheek. Harry hugged his Godson tight. (Merlin, thisis really hard.) He knew Teddy was feeling very insecure at the moment. Hogwarts had been such a bad idea.
"There, there." Harry hushed the boy. "I promise I will be back. I have never lied to you before, right?"
Teddy finally nodded and Harry smiled.
"I am going then. Please, stay safely here." Harry muttered some simple and quick safety wards around the boy before apparating back to the scene with American Flag.
Harry found himself debating whether he should reveal himself or not. In the end, he ended up using a notice-me-not charm and decided to clean up the aliens from the subway system. It seemed that even though the American Flag and his team were trying their best to stop the aliens, some minority had slipped into the subway systems and currently having fun destroying the subways, or trying out the poles in the subway cars,or playing with the rails. Well, maybe they were just having fun.
Harry used all the offensive spells he knew, including sectumsempra. And it worked wonderfully, very wonderfully, until within half an hour of fighting, the subway was cleared from most of the aliens. The rest ran up from the underground subway. Harry patted himself on the back and went back outside to find that the hole was getting bigger; some flying fish came out from the hole. (Really, muggles are funny. They come out with some really weird stuff to make up for lack of magic. Flying alien fish? That was kind of thestral-unique worthy. It has been so long since he had visited the muggle world, and everything has changed faster than he could keep up with. Was it just America or was Britain the same?)
Harry watched as the flying Gryffindor-coloured metal man flew towards the hole. He was frozen. Even he knew it was dangerous. Everything seemed to slow down when the hole shrank and the Gryffindor-coloured man fell from the sky. It was rather horrifying, really.
And suddenly a green giant troll saved the day by catching the Gryffindor.
Huh. Harry huffed as he looked around to find the aliens dropped around him, lifeless. He was really surprised with everything. First, alienswere real and now there were these super powered muggles with weird outfits—American Flag, greenish Troll and a flying Gryffindor man. (Flying without .)
But it was short lived, when he noticed that the Gryffindor man was clearly unconscious and maybe, dying. His (he has got some really thick facial hairs, so Harry assumed he was a man) teammates were all around him, looking worried and nervous. The American Flag was trying his best to call his team mate back into life.
Harry found himself knowing, just knowing, that the man was dead. Despite the effort of the American Flag, Harry knew the Gryffindor man has died. Nothing could bring him back to life.
Or could he?
It was a sudden thing, this wish to return the man back to life. Harry didn't know that his magic suddenly went awry and it ripped through the notice-me-not charm he put on himself. And suddenly, he was pulled by a very strong force, into blackness.
"Master."
Harry found himself shaking his head. "Dobby?"
"No, I am not that house-elf. I am Death."
"Great, Dobby, I am not in the mood to play." Harry sighed. It was clearly Dobby standing in front of him. Oh, how he missed the little guy. After Dobby had saved himthat last time, by sacrificing himself… wait. Dobby was dead. How could he be there?
"Who are you?" Harry asked, this time paying more attention.
"I am Death. I took this form to make it easier to talk to you. I don't have a form."
Harry's eyebrows rose, but he stayed silent.
"This is the first order you have givenme since you become the Master of Death, so I think this is a good time to introduce myself. You are telling me to return this man—Tony Stark—to life, am I right, Master?"
"Who?" Harry didn't quite catch the name. Who was the man again?
"The Iron man."
Harry recognized the metal. "You mean, the Gryffindor man?"
Dobby tilted his head, but he nodded. "Maybe he is the same man. I just need you to confirm the order. Do you want me to return this man's soul into his body?"
Harry nodded. "Yes."
Dobby flicked his hand, and he turned back. "Until next time, Master."
And then, Harry was back in the conscious world, watching as the Iron man (as Death called him) opened his eyes. As the eyes opened, the Green giant troll roared and createdquite the local saliva rain over the man.
Everybody sighed in relief, but Harry's sigh made both the attractive lady and the man with bows around his body turn toward him. Harry didn't realize he had torn through the notice-me-not charm, so he was shocked when suddenly the lady pointed a gun at him.
"Who are you?"
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