Alrighty! So the third girl is gonna be ...Scarlet Witch /Wanda! I hope you enjoy the next chapter :)
It had been two months since the opening feast. The first week had been horrible for Harry and he had almost lost his temper. No matter where he had gone, he was met with staring and whispers. Then there were the questions. Multiple times, people had stopped him in the hallways and asked about Sally. All questions had stopped, however, when Su had stood up in the great hall and informed the students that she would castrate the next person to ask about Sally. Thankfully, questions had stopped immediately and Su had only gotten one detention for her threat. Ron had tried to befriend Harry but Neville thankfully managed to keep Ron away and told him not to bother Harry.
Then there had been their first potion lesson. Snape, the potions teacher, had been downright vicious to Harry, making snide comments about his fame and asking questions Harry had no way of knowing. Harry was just glad he hadn't made a comment about Sally or Harry was sure he'd loose it and attack Snape.
Harry and Neville were currently leaving double charms with Slytherin, their last class, and making their way down to the great hall for the Halloween feast. Ron, much to their annoyance, was following after them complaining about Tracy Davis loudly. The girl had noticed Ron's abysmal spellwork and decided to try and correct him before he blew open the side of the building. Ron, however, had taken it as a personal offence. "'It's levi-o-sa, not levio-sa.'" Ron mocked. "'Please stop before you blow us all up." Honestly, stupid bint. No wonder her parents hate her." Harry heard a sob and felt someone push past her. He looked up, just in time to see Tracy push past and run down the hall.
Harry sighed and turned to Neville. "You go to the feast without me mate. I'm gonna go find her." Neville nodded and kept going towards the hall while Harry ran off after her.
Harry tracked her down to the third floor corridor in a girls bathroom. He knocked on the door. "Tracy, please come out so i can talk to you." A few moments later, the door opened and a puffy eyed Tracy Davis emerged. "Please don't do this Tracy. You're worth so much more than that ginger a** wipe. Don't you dare listen to him because you stopped him from blowing all of us up and killing everyone. The grade owes you our lives. Now come on, let's go eat." He grabbed her hand and turned to leave when he came face to face with a full grown mountain troll.
"In the bathroom!" Harry yelled. Tracy quickly dashed into the bathroom. Harry turned back around, only to be hit by the troll's fist. Harry went flying and hit the wall behind him. He groaned and struggled to his feet as the troll approached, raising the club above his head. Harry rolled to the side and dodged the troll club. He jumped onto the troll and tried to run up one of the trolls arms. The troll noticed and swatted him aside. Harry flew and hit another wall with a sickening crunch.
As the troll approached, Harry struggled to his feet. Dodging another club strike, he ran forward and pulled out a dagger. It was a Christmas present from Natasha, a simple blade with a black handle, a magic penetrating one she took off Loki after he was defeated. Running forward, he made a large gash across the troll's stomach. The troll gave a roar of pain as his stomach was cut open and his guts spilled out. Harry ran under it's legs and cut both hamstrings, making the troll scream with pain and fall to the ground, dropping it's club and landing on it's hands and knees.
Harry quickly climbed onto the trolls back and drove the dagger into it's skull. With one last roar, the troll collapsed to the ground, dead as it hit the ground. Harry rolled off the troll and landed on the ground next to it. The last thing he saw was a black haired figure running towards him before he blacked out.
Harry groaned and opened his eyes. He was in the Hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey was across the room taking care of a 6th year Ravenclaw boy who had been caught cheating on his girlfriend and gotten hexed into oblivion. Harry turned and examined his surroundings. His dagger was lying cleaned on his bedside table with his wand. But what really caught his eye was two figures sitting next to his bed, talking quietly. "Natasha! Steve! How did you get here?" Harry asked, a bright smile crossing his face.
Natasha smirked and rolled her eyes. "It wasn't easy. Some crazy old man tried to forbid us from entering the school to see you but we got in."
Steve laughed. "That's putting it simply. When you first got to the wing, madam Pomfrey sent an owl to us with a letter explaining you were hurt. Tony flew us straight here on one of his planes and dropped us off but apparently the headmaster didn't want us here. Said something about non magicals entering a magical school. But then Natasha flat out told him he'd either move or be moved and then flashed her SHIELD badge and threatened Government involvement. After that he let us in. I thought she'd shoot him for sure."
Natasha rolled her eyes. "I almost did. But I'm sure Harry would be scarier. You killed a troll and saved a girl?" She raised an eyebrow looked at Harry with a hint of amusement and Harry blushed.
"I only won because of the super serum. Without that my bones would be shattered."
Steve smiled. "It's not a shield Harry. You can still be killed. It's your training and heart that helped you win." Harry blushed at the praise.
Natasha nodded and checked their surroundings before saying quietly "I have something else to tell you. The headmaster told us we were under no circumstances allowed to go to the third floor so I went and looked. The idiot is keeping a giant three headed dog in the middle of a school! Is he insane?!" Steve placed a hand on her shoulder to calm her. She took a deep breath and passed him a small compact gun. "I'm leaving you a tranquilizer incase that dog gets loose. It has only one shot so don't waste it."
Harry nodded and the two adults smiled at him. Steve patted Harry's shoulder. "You saved someone's life today Harry. You risked your life to save an innocent girl. And while I don't like you risking your life, you did the right thing. I'm proud of you."
A woman sat in her desk reading a report. A smirk crossed her face. The experiment had been a success. Her new assassin, infused with Super Solder Serum, was being sent to a small base in Russia to be trained by the Winter Soldier. With their enhanced learning process, she'd be ready in a month or two. The woman set down the file and picked up another one. Inside was a picture of an old couple. The Flamels. They were smart, rich, and powerful. Their contributions to the Allies in World War II had led to the fall of the Nazis. She couldn't have them oppose her in the future. She gave a cold, evil laugh. Together, the Winter Soldier and the Potter girl would succeed. "Why Miss Potter, I think I've found your first target."