To everyone who requested this chapter in particular (which is honestly about twelve people) I give you, Harry meeting the team. I'm not completely satisfied with this, it feels a bit rushed. Also, still unbeta'd. Any betas out there that are dying to fix my glaring mistakes? Hit me up gurl.

"There is a threat approaching New York City and we must be ready for it!" Nick Fury exclaimed, slamming his large rough palms against the table forcefully. Harry smirked from his spot in the corner, completely unnoticed. His cat like eyes followed his husbands every movement, roving over his broad shoulders and the scar that pointed to his eye patch.

"I'm sure we'll manage." The wizarding teenager said breezily, pushing off from the wall and waltzing into the center of the room carelessly. His husband gaped at him, the shock on his features turning to anger and then to resignation in quick succession.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, rolling his one eye irritatedly. Harry smiled at him, the expression breathtaking. Tony was looking from Nick to the strange man, or was it boy?

"You forgot your lunch at home." Harry smiled sweetly, thrusting the black bag out in front of him. Nick raised an eyebrow.

"So you interrupted a very important, top secret, Avengers Initiative meeting to give it to me? On an aircraft?" The larger man asked incredulously. The green eyes of his husband widened innocently.

"But Nick-" Harry started to plead, ever so innocently, the corners of his full pink lips tilted up in a little smirk.

"Can someone please tell me what is going on?" Tony interrupted. Harry threw him a small pout at having been stopped in the middle of his sentence. Nick sighed deeply, massaging his temples with strong fingers. Harry followed their movements with his eyes, distracted by imagining what other things those fingers could be doing.

"Avengers, meet my husband, Harry." Fury introduced, refusing to open his eye to see the chaos that would surely ensue at these words.

"Husband?" Steve asked blankly, staring from one man to another.

"Wow Fury, how'd you bag a looker like that?" Tony asked with a low whistle, roving his eyes over Harry's form roguishly. Harry rolled his pretty green eyes but winked at the genius. The rest of the team looked him over appraisingly, searching for weaknesses, strength, assets. Nick glared around at his team, who were clearly more interested in his love life than the potential threat to all of mankind.

"Uh, Fury? How old is your husband?" Bruce Banner asked, after thoroughly looking the man over. Harry grinned up at his husband, wondering how he was gonna wriggle out of this one. Nick gritted his teeth.

"Ah, to hell with it." He muttered, turning tail and beginning to stalk from the room. "You showed up here, you deal with the fourth degree." He snapped over his shoulder, even as he ran away.

"Coward!" Harry called after him playfully. The pretty man turned back to the team and took Fury's spot at the head of the table. They all looked at him uncertainly, except Tony who just always seems relaxed with any new outcomes. Bruce had turned to Harry and was now looking at him expectantly.

"Well?" He asked. "How old are you?" Harry shrugged.

"I'm eighteen, and I'm thirty two. You pick which one you want to believe." The team just watched him in silence, as Harry sat down in Nick's spin-ny chair and began to slowly spin back and forth.

"How did you get up here?" Natasha finally asked, breaking the silence that had fallen.

"I flew." He whispered secretively, a smirk quirking up the corners of his lips.

"Are you a hero?" Hawkeye asked, confusion wrinkling his brow.

"What do you think?"

"I can see how you and Fury get along. You both have that whole 'avoid questions at all costs' thing going on." Tony commented, watching the teens every move. Harry shrugged and stood.

"Well, it's time for tea. I really must be getting home. Ciao!" He cooed, wiggling his fingers at the team and with a crack he had disappeared.

"What a strange child." Thor wondered out loud. "Do many earthlings just vanish into mid air?" The rest of the team shook their heads slowly.

"Is he gone?" Fury asked, slinking back into the meeting room. He was greeted by many a pair of incredulous eyes. "What?" He asked. They just shook their heads in mystification. From the corner of the room there reverberated a mysterious chuckle.