A/N: I'm so sorry for the wait but I currently have a lot of tests and assignments due so I don't know when ill update next but it'll be soon as school holidays are approaching I think next week is the last till the holidays.

Disclaimer: not mine *sobs quietly*.

Beep… beep… beep… was the first sound Tony Stark heard as he woke up, the next was several people walking past his door. The lights making him squint as he opened his eyes, as expected he was in a white sterile room connected to multiple machines and wearing a ridiculous paper thin hospital gown.

He groggily raised a hand to rub his face only to flinch as pain flashed across his skin. He looked down and noticed the bandages on his arms, lifting the gown he noted the bandages spanning across his torso and legs, he stopped moving for a moment and took note of the pain in his ribs, head, and shoulder. He tried to think back to what happened and remembered the car crash, his thoughts were immediately on Happy and whether or not he was ok. He sat up quickly only to fall back down as his midsection screamed in pain.

As if summoned by the pain a nurse waked into the room, she seemed slightly surprised to see him awake "Mr Stark! We weren't expecting you to wake up for at least a few more hours. I'm-"

Tony cut her off quickly by saying "I don't care, but is Happy ok? He was in the car with me. He was driving. Do you know if he's ok?"

The nurse seemed upset he didn't care who she was but got over it quickly as she said "oh, Mr Hogan correct? Yes he's fine. He's currently in the cafeteria having lunch. You have been unconscious for two days. Although that to be expected considering how close you were to the explosion. Let me get the doctor for you, he wanted to be informed of when you woke up" she left the room before he could ask 'what explosion?'

Tony didn't have to wait long before a man in a doctors uniform came in followed by the nurse, "Mr Stark it's a pleasure to see you awake so soon. Now tell me are you in any pain?"

"Whenever I move" he answered curtly, not liking the way the doctor stared at him. As if he was a ticket to fame, though he was used to people looking at him like that he still hated it especially when he's in the hospital. "I'd also like to know what she meant by me being near an explosion?"

The doctor turned around to glare at the nurse as if she did a personal offense to him. "A few minutes after the initial crash the fuel in one caught fire, both cars exploded. Mr Hogan had already been dragged away, you were being dragged but were still very close to the cars" the doctor then smiled and put his hand on Tony's shoulder and said "if you need to talk to somebody I'm here for you."

Tony looked at him like he was insane, pulled his shoulder away and replied "I'm fine thanks. Now who dragged us out?"

This time it was the nurse who answered "oh, it was a small boy, we think he's homeless. He's in a coma, poor thing his legs were damaged beyond repair and had to be amputated." She had a sad look on her face like she actually felt sorry for the kid. Who wouldn't though, a homeless kid struggling to survive then gets his legs amputated saving a stranger, that luck there is the worst kind.

"Enough about the brat, let's talk about your injuries, shall we" the doctor butted in seemingly not liking the attention being on someone else. "Mr Stark, you have first and second degree burns on your arms, legs and chest. A dislocated shoulder fractured and bruised ribs and a nasty lump on the head. You're very lucky it could have been much worse. After all your friend Mr Hogan's shoulder, wrist, and multiple ribs were broken, he didn't get any worse than some first degree burns from the explosion, although that brat dragging him made his shoulder worse but luckily he won't need surgery." The doctor obviously didn't like the kid, whether he has something against homeless or just against kids Tony wasn't certain but he knew one thing for sure he didn't like the doctors' attitude.

Before Tony had to put up with the doctor anymore he was paged and had to leave, giving Tony a look that made his skin crawl before leaving though, and then it was just him and the nurse. Something she had said earlier popped into his head that made him curious "hey you said you think the kids homeless, right? What makes you think he might not be?"

"Oh it terrible, the poor child's ribs are sticking out and he looks practically like skin stretched across bone, but his clothing looks in better condition than other homeless people so he may be from a poor family or maybe from an abusive family, we couldn't check for bruises unfortunately. I have a friend who's keeping an eye on him and they don't think he'll wake up." She tutted sadly thinking of the kid.

"Wait how olds the kid? And why couldn't you check him for bruises?" Tony asked immediately wanting to know more about the kid who saved his life.

"oh the boy is believes to be six or under its unknown really, we think he could drag you because of the adrenaline he would have had and we couldn't check him because he has severe burns covering the majority of his body, they wrap around his back and go up his face." The nurse sighed then grimaced "they had a lot of trouble removing his clothing as it was singed to his body and some even melted and fused into his skin." The nurse shuddered at the memory she was obviously reliving.

Tony was horrified; he'd been under the impression that the kid was a teenager not a child! He didn't know what to say, but he knew one thing if the kids homeless he won't be for long. "Are the police searching for his family?"

"They're trying but they haven't found any missing child reports and they can't exactly show the kids face, it'll terrify people that such a young person was injured to that extent. But so far it looks like he'll be going into a foster system."

Tony frowned at that, people won't adopt him if he's injured so badly, and the ones that would are sadistic paedophilic bastards not only that but he won't get proper treatment in an orphanage, they couldn't afford it. It was then that Tony decided he would do whatever he could to help the kid, whether it be pay for his medical bills to finding him his family, if they're dead or unfit then taking him to America and adopting him himself.

The nurse checked her watch and said "oh look you can have some more pain medication now, I'll be right back with it." She walked out of the room quickly and Tony was once again alone, thoughts running through his head, plans been formed for different scenarios that could happen. One thing was for certain the kid would end up happy.

The nurse came back in and administered the pain medication taking away all the pain and causing him to feel drowsy.

Happy came to visit him after a couple hours, his arm in a sling and a slight limp in his walk "Mr stark! I'm so happy to see you awake they said you would be unconscious for the next couple of days!" Happy had a huge smile on his face showing his happiness that Tony was awake, "now don't worry about anything. I've contacted Miss Potts, she's very worried but is glad were ok, she's staying in America to sort out stark industries and keep everything running. I've visited the kid who saved us, he's in bad shape and they don't know if he will wake but at the moment he's stable. He had put his backpack next to me and I ensured that it got put in his room so if he wakes up he'll have something he recognises with him."

Happy was about to start talking about something else when Tony interrupted him by saying "I don't care about that, are you ok?" Tony wanted to make sure that Happy was fine, he was one of the few he let get to know the real him.

"Oh I'm fine Mr stark, really! I have a broken shoulder, fractured ribs and a few scrapes and bruises but I'm fine." Happy waved his hand dismissively, the good hand that is. Tony let it go and made a mental note to hack Happy's medical record to make sure everything is fine, in case he had a dick-bag doctor like Tony who forgot to tell him something.

Time skip

One month later

It had been a month and all of Tony's wounds had all but healed, he was cleared to leave pretty quickly but immediately rented out a hotel room content to wait by the boys side until he woke up, the only problem was he didn't wake up, in fact he hasn't shown any improvement other than his internal injuries and burns healing, they decided to take the bandage off his face and Tony knew he would be haunted by that face, the burns don't just go up to his face but cover the lower left side of it stopping just below his eyelashes. The skin was shiny, an angry red and would definitely scar.

The boys' skin that was left untouched was a pale colour his hair which had to be shaved off was black and had grown one and a half centimetres; he was just over two feet tall with his legs amputated and was absolutely adorable. Unfortunately Pepper was on Tony's case all the time trying to get him to return to the states, she kept saying the kid wasn't worth it, which doesn't make much sense as Tony thought she liked kids, she always talked about wanting one of her own.

Tony was brought out of his contemplation by one of the nurses coming into the room to check the kid's vitals before writing them down on a clipboard attached to the end of the boy's bed then leaving. Tony could tell by the look on her face that there wasn't any improvement from the last time she came in.

At least Tony didn't have to worry about the doctor that treated him, the doctor didn't get the hint that he wasn't interested and popped up everywhere until Tony spoke to the higher ups and got the man fired for harassment, what was even more disgusting was that the guy had been married so Tony made a point to alert the wife of what her husband was doing and she kicked him out for being a cheating bastard after he promised he wouldn't do it again.

Happy was sitting on the other side of the bed staring at the kid, Happy didn't want to go back to the states until he woke up because he wanted to say thank you in person not in a crappy hospital card, the room was private Tony had paid for it, he didn't want the kid to get scared from all the loud noises that re heard from the public beds.

The police hadn't had any luck and neither had Tony, here were still no missing children reports filed that match the kid, there were a few that looked similar in age but they were taller or fatter or had lighter hair. It seemed as if either there really was no one to look after the kid or they just didn't care.

The only thing that they could do was wait for the kid to wake up.

Time skip

Another month later

Over the past month the kid slowly and gradually got better and the doctors were predicting that he would wake up soon. Tony had sent Happy a text when he had gotten the news, Happy got to the hospital so fast that Tony was almost certain he broke the speed limit and had immediately started asking Tony a heap of questions acting like a child would when they were going to a candy store.

Tony was currently sitting in a chair by the bed again, lost in thought holding a stuffed teddy bear he bought from a children's store. He was thinking about when he got the toy, he had gone for a short walk for some fresh air while they were bathing the kid and spotted the store, he decided that since the kids been through a lot he should have something and toys were supposed to make kids happy but when he started looking he had no idea what the kid would like, and decided you can't go wrong with a teddy bear, especially a teddy dressed as captain America, Tony had gotten it and left the store feeling very uncomfortable with the cashier chick who couldn't have been older than fifteen trying to flirt with him and get into his pants.

Tony was broken out of his thoughts though by a small whimpering moan, coming from the bed, his head snapped up and he stared in shock as two large startlingly beautiful green eyes fluttered open.

Harry POV

He had been floating in darkness for a while now, not certain if it had been days or minutes. There was nothing, no noise, no light, no feeling. He didn't know what was happening, the last thing he remembered was dragging a man out of a car then the car exploding… then he was in the nothingness, was this death? Did he die trying to help? How would Remus react to his death? Would he be ok? Harry hoped so, Remus deserved to be happy. Harry didn't panic at the thought of being dead; he didn't think he could here.

He suddenly felt like he was falling backwards, memories both happy and sad flying past him, is this what people mean when they say your life flashes before your eyes? He recognised some more than most like the time Lily got angry enough with him walking into things and took him to an optometrist who fixed his eyes. Or the time Remus taught him how to fly a broom. Harry smiled sadly at the last one thinking about how it would be a long time before he would see Remus smile again.

His surroundings started to light up slowly at first then all at once, he was surrounded by white and he couldn't see a thing. Then abruptly he was on a stiff bed with crisp sheets and the smell of antiseptic in the air. He tried to move but stopped when pain flashed across his body, he tried to wiggle his toes but felt no response, he decided to worry about it later as he opened his eyes slowly and carefully.

The first thing he saw was a man sitting next to his bed holding a bear in a strange blue red and white uniform, the man was in his early to mid-twenties with a neatly kept beard around his mouth, chocolate brown eyes and a surprised look on his face. Harry vaguely recognised him as the man he was pulling out of the car when it blew up.

Harry looked around the room but didn't recognise it at all but figured from the bandages around him he was in a hospital room. Harry tried to move his legs but only felt part of his thighs moving against the sheets, he felt his eyes widen and he lifted the sheet and saw his legs were amputated from above the knee, his breathing was increasing rapidly and he vaguely noticed the man talking to him, trying to gain his attention before giving up and shouting something out the door.

People in strange uniforms rushed in adding to his panic. Harry scrambled backwards only to fall off the bed, he dragged himself with his arms backwards until his back hit the wall taking no note of the IV drip or the machines he pulled over by the cords.

He knew his eyes were wide with panic and he was still trying to push himself backwards even though there was nowhere to go. A blonde woman came forward trying to calm him down, Harry tried to kick her but the action just scared him even more as it cemented the knowledge that he no longer had legs in his head and Harry felt tears start streaming down his face blurring his vision slightly.

The woman seemed to realise what set him into a panic and Harry realised she was trying to talk to him and listened to what she was saying. "…t's ok you're going to be fine, just calm down. Can you do that just focus on your breathing and it'll all work out..." she continued talking calmly but Harry started hyperventilating and couldn't catch his breath which panicked him more. The man who as sitting next to him when he woke up appeared next to him and pulled him into his arms, Harry was too scattered to try and get away. The man held him gently and hummed a soft tune, rocking back and forwards.

Harry gripped the man's shirt and cried, his small body wracking from violent sobs. It didn't take long for Harry to fall unconscious again; his last thought was that he hoped the man was still here when he wakes up next.