Eiyu
~Chapter 2~
The victors of war write the stories
Author: Avengersfan4ever
Beta: ChaosCat01(DA)
2020—unknown location
"Sir, we have lost more forces."
"Damn, have we lost any of our own?"
"No sir, she hasn't been able to get near any of us."
"Fuck. Any good news, any at all?" Director Nick Fury was getting slowly more and more frustrated. Amaieran, she was causing more trouble than Loki did, and she didn't even control an army of supernatural badasses.
"We have received a list of people that might be able to aid us."
"Is this anything like the avengers initiative?"
"Yes, yes it is."
"Speaking of the avengers, where are they? We might require them."
"I do not know." Fury grunted, signalling that he had heard the young man, a private that had been given the permission to work with the director. Glancing back down at the list, Fury could tell that their chances were grim. Seriously-what the hell was a politician supposed to help do? And Peter Parker, no, just, no.
"Private?" Fury asked seeing a name he didn't recognize.
"Yes sir."
"Who is this…Harry James Potter?"
"What, uh, I really don't know sir."
"Does Hill know?"
"I'll check, please wait a second." Normally Fury would have passed over that name just like everyone else's, but this one was different. So normal-too normal. Getting the stats on him from the file, he found that it was next to empty.
Name: Harry James Potter
Birth date: July 31 1981
Weight: unknown
Height: unknown
Physical appearance: black hair, white.
Religion: unknown
Birth place: unknown
Current location: unknown
Criminal record: none
Birth parents: Lily Potter and Evans James Potter - Status: deceased
"Sorry, sir. But it seems that Mr. Potter is dead."
"Damnit. What was he on there for?"
"No one knows for sure, all we know is that the wizarding population absolutely adores him."
-0-
2024- New York
"Tom, you need to get a job."
"Nope."
"Why the hell not?"
"Because I like being lazy and doing nothing."
"…"
"Harrrry?"
"Yes, Tom?"
"I'm out of books, buy me more."
"Tom, we don't have the money to buy you more."
"Awwwww."
Living with Tom was annoying. He rarely did anything but whine about being bored. He was such a freeloader too. But still, Harry was glad he lived with him. Without Tom, life would be too easy and he couldn't have that, now could he.
He and Tom had been living together ever since that fateful day that he had come along, insulted him and sat on the bed in the guest room, exclaiming that this was his room. They had moved from that small bungalow in Los Angeles to an apartment building in Texas, from there to their current residence a small apartment in New York.
Harry worked at the New York zoo, in the reptile department. He was quite good at it, given that he could talk to the snakes. He had even offered to get Tom a job there, but the man only replied with saying that it was depressing watching the snakes being locked away. But that didn't stop him from visiting every day and eating lunch with Harry. Tom visited so often, Harry's boss – a nice man named Norman- knew Tom by name and frequently greeted him.
"Tom…"
"Yah, Harry?"
"You really need to get a job."
"Why?" Tom asked from his place lying on the couch with his hand draped over eyes. Harry walked over and sat in the lazy boy across from the couch. The living room was painted a light blue colour that Tom hated, but Harry loved, and the furniture was a white colour, except for the couch. It USED to be white, but Tom sold it in favour for a black one. Not that Harry cared much, for the couch went nicely with his cream throw blanket.
Harry sighed and looked at Tom. "Because Tom, you just sit here doing nothing all the time."
"No I don't, I watch TV."
"Okay, seriously, watching non-stop Criminal minds doesn't count as doing something."
"Have you ever noticed that it is on all day long?"
Harry was ready to bash his head into the wall by now. "No, Tom I haven't, for I go to work."
"But work is so booooooring."
"God, when did you become so annoying."
"I don't know what you are talking about." Tom said looking at Harry and trying to reach the coke he had left sitting on the coffee table. When he couldn't reach it he summoned it and took a long sip and then sighed, satisfied. Harry reached over and took the coke from Tom putting it back on the table before giving said man the stink eye.
"Well, let's go do something then." Harry said getting up and putting on his shoes and coat before opening the door.
"But I'm comfy…" Tom said sitting up and looking at Harry over the top of the couch.
-0-
"Harry where are we?" Tom looked around the muggles milled around going into various shops and talking all the while.
"I don't know. Here?" Harry said, dragging Tom into a library.
"So specific Harry." Tom said as he drifted towards the back section to look for a book.
Harry went to the fiction section instead. Looking through the novels he laughed when he saw some based on him without them even knowing, it was funny. As he drifted along looking at books he eventually bumped into a man.
"Sorry." Harry said, a blush forming on his face.
"It's fine." The man said a smile forming on his face. He wore a blue t-shirt and blue jeans, he also had blond hair and was slightly tanned.
"Hey, you know any good books?" Harry asked glancing at the man again.
"Not really, I don't exactly get most of the novels people write." He said bending down to get a look at one of the books, flipping it open and reading the back before putting it on the shelf.
"Same here actually, not like when I was a kid." Harry said grabbing a book shaking his head at the 'adult' genre before putting it back.
"No? My entire life was pretty much old fashioned."
"My entire world was pretty much old fashioned." They shared a light laugh at that.
"I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself." Harry shook his head and held out his hand, "The name's Harry. Harry Potter."
The man shook Harry's hand "Steve Rogers." Just as introductions were finished Tom made his way over and poked Harry in the arm. "Harrrrry."
"Hey Tom, this is Steve."
"Hello, Tom."
"Hello."
"Now what do you want Tom?"
"Hmmmmm? Oh yeah, I have the books I wanted soooo… I'm going over to the pet store." Tom said pointing at the store across the street.
"Have fun."
"Yep." Tom left the library in favour of the pet store.
"Friend of yours?" Steve asked
"Hmmm, oh yeah, we're room mates."
"Ah, well I must go. Pleasure meeting you Harry."
"You as well, Steve."
-0-
Tony Stark (or Iron Man) walked through the halls of shield headquarters before he reached one Nick Fury's office. Entering, he saw the director sitting behind the desk looking out the window.
"Hey Cyclops." Fury sighed and looked over his shoulder at Stark. "Yes?"
"You know those people, the ones you have on file?"
"The special ones?"
"Yah, one that you think is dead isn't, and there's another you should add."
"What do you mean?"
"Harry Potter isn't dead… and he has a friend with him."
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"What is it?" Harry asked petting the snake Tom and he had bought at the pet store.
"SHE, is a coral snake."
"Aren't those poisonous?" Harry asked backing away from the snake.
"You're a parselmouth-talk to it, you idiot."
"Shut up snake-face." Harry said, going back to petting the snake missing the glint of amusement that passed over Tom's eyes.
"Except you haven't noticed I no longer look like a snake." Tom said, petting the snake which was loving the attention she was getting. Harry laughed at Tom's sarcasm and looked up at the ex-dark lord.
"What is her name?"
"Her name is Ava."
"That's a nice name."
"I know, I named her." Tom said a smirk making its way onto his lips.
"So modest." Tom laughed. Normally seeing these two being kind to each other would be weird, but who cared, it's not like it mattered any more.
-0-
Hah. Here is another Chapter for you people. Hope you like it. And don't fret it you want action that will be coming, but live with the hearty moments for now. Sorry if Tom seems a little OOC at the moment-that changes slightly later on. But you know, living with your arch nemesis for 4 years will do that to you. Anyways that's the end for now. Thanks to, well everyone who is reading this and bye bye!
~ Xerphena