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I have 2 guest reviews that I will answer quickly:

Guest E: I am so incredibly happy that you are enjoying my story. It means so much to me!

Guest: I too lack the creativity to give you a name after getting this monster of a chapter out. lol So, since you told me that Bruce is your favorite Avenger, I will call you Bruce. :) (In this case it is a unisex name). Now on to your review. I absolutely love Teddy as a character. You're right, not many feature him so I hope you like how I portray him. I'll explain a bit more at the end of the chapter. I have a timeline of my story and how all of the characters will interact. Let me know if you don't want to be called Bruce! Thanks for your review!

I will have a decent length Author's Note at the end. I just want to explain my reason's for certain character interactions.

Onward!


Dear Bruce,

This place is so amazing! I can't wait until you are here. I sat with Thor and his friend Steve Rogers on the train and I read all about this man named Harry Potter. He saved the entire wizarding world from a Dark Lord and he was only 17! And guess what? He was an orphan just like us!

Hogwarts is a huge castle, like we read about in history. I don't even know where to begin exploring. I think I'm going to go to one of the towers and make it my hideout. When you come next year, we can both share it! I was sorted into the Hufflepuff house. The people here are really nice. I have 3 roommates. They are all asleep now. I couldn't wait to write you. We had to talk to a portrait just to get into our dormitories! It was the silliest thing I had ever seen.

I met up with Loki before we got sorted. He was with a girl named Natasha. She was pretty cool. They're both are in Slytherin now.

I'm having a good time but I really wish you were here with me. As soon as I figure out where I have to go to send this I will. I miss you.

Your Best Friend,

Clint

Clint signed his letter and sealed it in an envelope. The boys in his dorm were already sleeping. He put the letter on his bedside table and planned to find the post room in the morning. He pulled his yellow and black comforter up to his chin and closed his eyes. He was asleep within seconds.


Steve and Thor waited for their friend Teddy to get back to the Common Room. They didn't have much time to catch up at the feast and none of them had seen each other over break.

Teddy Lupin walked through the entrance and saw his friends sitting on the couch. Steve stood and hugged him.

"Good to see you, Teddy." He said. Before they could break their embrace, Thor captured both of them in his own hug.

"Thor," Teddy gasped. "Gotta let go, buddy." Both Steve and Teddy had to catch their breath when Thor actually did release them.

"Why weren't you on the train?" Steve asked as they sat back in front of the fire. "Did you come in with your grandmother?"

"No, actually. I've been here since last night. Uncle Harry had a meeting with Professor McGonagall and said that I could just come in with him." Teddy answered.

"I cannot believe your uncle is Harry Potter." Thor lamented.

"Neither can most of the world." Teddy sighed. "I feel for my poor cousins. They have to grow up with him as their father!"

"There is a new boy who sat with us today. He is a muggleborn. Says he grew up in an orphanage. He is a very nice kid; sorted into Hufflepuff." Steve told him. "I'm not sure how to help him adjust. He's never even heard of magic before Professor Coulson found him."

Teddy knew all about being an orphan. The difference was that he had other family members who took him in. He was raised by his grandmother but spent a lot of time at his Uncle Harry's house and the Burrow.

"Maybe Uncle Harry will talk to him." Teddy suggested. "I'll mention it to him when I see him."

"We should head to bed." Thor said. "With our luck, we'll have Double Transfiguration with Professor Weasley in the morning."

Teddy followed his friends to their dorm with a knowing smile. Aunt Hermione had already told him that that was indeed the case. Sometimes it benefitted him to have family within the faculty.


Clint woke up when a pillow hit his face.

"Wake up, Barton." Someone said. Clint stretched and swung his feet off of the bed. He recognized the voice of one of his dorm-mates, Jonathon Longbottom. "It's time for breakfast."

Clint started when his bare feet hit the cold floor. "It's freezing."

"You're in an ancient castle." Jonathon said as he put on his trainers. "What did you expect?"

Clint began to get ready. He noticed that some of his things were replaced with Hufflepuff colors. "You're Professor Longbottom's son aren't you? I met him at the Leaky Cauldron."

"Yep, he's my dad. My parents got married six months after the war and my sister and I came nine months later." Jonathon told him.

Clint buttoned up his shirt and put on his robe. "Do you know how I would send a letter out? Is there a post room?"

Jonathon laughed. "You're muggleborn, aren't you? Don't worry, I'll help you out. Post is sent by owls."

Clint wasn't sure why he was surprised. "Right, owls."

"I'll show you how to send it after breakfast. I'm starved." Clint followed him down to the Common Room. Jonathon flicked something at the back of a girl's head. She turned around and hit his arm.

"I just knew we'd be sorted together and I'd have to put up with your immature behavior." She narrowed her eyes.

"Clint Barton, my obnoxious twin sister, Helen Longbottom."

She held her hand out. "Pleasure to meet you. I'm sorry you have to share a room with my slob of a brother."

"Um…"

"Ignore her." Jonathon said. "We're going down to breakfast. See you later."

"Do you always fight like that?" Clint asked once they were in the hallway.

"Yes, always." Jonathon waved away his concern. "If you ever get hungry in the middle of the night, the kitchen is down this hallway. You have to tickle a pear in order to get in."

"I don't…" Jonathon plowed on.

"I know a lot of the ins and outs of the castle. My dad would bring us here when we were younger. We always got into loads of trouble. The ghosts would always rat us out."

"The ghosts?" Clint asked.

"Each house has a ghost sponsor. Ours is the Fat Friar. He's harmless. I'm sure we'll see him at breakfast. Then there is the Bloody Baron of Slytherin house, The Grey Lady of Ravenclaw, and Nearly Headless Nick of Gryffindor. There are other ghosts that float around but those are the main ones." They approached the Great Hall. "Most meals are very informal. The food is usually on the table by the time most students get here. We are technically supposed to sit with our houses at all meals, but a lot of people sit with their friends in other houses for breakfast and lunch. All the houses are united in peace after the war. My father said it didn't used to be this way."

Clint was trying to process all of the information Jonathon was dropping on him. He knew that he was a good friend to have. He knew a lot about Hogwarts.

They sat at the end of the Hufflepuff table with the other first years. Jonathon was right in that the food was already laid out on the table. Clint scooped some eggs and sausage onto his plate. Jonathon alternated between talking and eating.


Across the hall, Natasha sat next to Loki. She wasn't very hungry and decided instead to write her uncle a letter.

Loki sat silently next to her, eating porridge and reading. He was interrupted when his face almost went directly into his plate from the force of a pat on his back.

"Brother! Congratulations on your sorting!" Thor told him. Loki sighed heavily. He loved his brother but he could be downright irritating at times.

"Thank you, Thor." Loki said.

"I'm sure Father and Mother will be very proud." Thor said. "Who is your lovely friend?"

Natasha looked up. "This is Natasha Romanoff. Natasha, my brother, Thor." Loki introduced.

She smirked. "I've heard a bit about you, Thor. It's nice to finally meet you." Loki hid his smile.

"The pleasure is mine, Miss Romanoff. I will leave the two of you to your breakfast. Have a great first day of classes!" He said before he headed back to his table.

"He seems…pleasant."

Loki rolled his eyes. "He's very overzealous about absolutely everything. It can be quite exhausting."

Natasha smiled and went back to her letter.


As Thor headed back to his table, the time tables were handed out. He groaned when he saw the first class. "Aye, I should've kept my mouth shut: double transfiguration."

Teddy smiled into his goblet. Thor looked accusingly at him. "You knew."

He shrugged. "She's my aunt. She's excited about teaching me again."

"You better not call her Aunt Hermione again in class." Steve stood and pulled his rucksack over his shoulder. "Remember what happened last time?"

Teddy winced. "I still can't believe she gave me detention."

"I can. She's ruthless." Thor said.

A throat cleared behind them. They slowly turned around and Thor felt the color drain from his face.

"Aunt Herm…Professor Weasley." Teddy said, terrified.

"Good morning, boys." Hermione Weasley said with a smile and a raised eyebrow. "Do make sure you aren't late to class this morning. We have a busy year ahead of us."

The boys all nodded and scuffled off to get their books. Once they were gone, Hermione broke out into a smile. She was elbowed gently in the side.

"You are rotten." She turned to her sister-in-law and the school's flying instructor.

"Oh hello, Ginny. When did you get in?" She hugged her.

"Just now." Ginny Potter said. "Harry is home today watching the children. Hopefully the house will still be standing when I get home."

Hermione nodded her head. "Ron as well. I'm sure they'll collaborate at some point during the day. Then we truly need to look out."

"I'll have Mum stop by to make sure all is okay." Ginny looked at her watch. "I have a meeting with the Quidditch Captains this morning. I'll see you for lunch."

"I should go make sure my lesson plan is ready." Hermione said nervously.

Ginny raised her eyebrows. "Hermione, you've had your lesson plan ready since before last year ended. You'll do fine, I have no doubt." She hugged her. "I'll see you later."

She headed off out of the Great Hall and Hermione left for her classroom.


Clint looked at his schedule.

"We have Charms with Professor Coulson first." Jonathon said. "He's pretty cool. He comes by the pub sometimes."

"I've met him. He's the one who took me shopping." Clint said. The pair walked back to their dormitory to get their books for the day. After Charms, they had Herbology with Jonathon's father. "Potions after lunch," Jonathon said with a grimace. "People have said that Professor Hill is the toughest teacher, behind Professor Weasley of course."

"Of course," Clint nodded as if he knew who Jonathon was talking about. "It says we have flying lessons this afternoon as well. Is that when we learn how to fly on a broom?" He asked excitedly.

Jonathon looked affronted. "You are telling me that you have never experienced the joy of flying?"

"Muggleborn, remember? I just sent my best friend a post by owl. Cut me some slack." Clint pushed his dramatic new friend.

"Yes, Professor Potter used to play for the Holyhead Harpies. She was bloody fantastic."

"Did you say Potter?" Clint asked excitedly as they entered their dorm. He grabbed his books and shoved them into his rucksack.

"Ah, so you have heard of Harry Potter." Jonathon led him out of the dorm and back out through the Common Room. There were still some dawdlers sitting around. Helen was one of them. She caught up to them.

"Why are you always talking about Uncle Harry?" She asked, clutching her books to her chest. "You are always bragging that you know him."

Jonathon rolled his eyes. "Says the person who just announced that we considered him an uncle. I hadn't even gotten around to telling him that yet."

"So you know him personally?" Clint asked the twins.

"Our father is one of his good friends." Helen said proudly. "They were in the same year in Gryffindor. Our father was one of the heroes of the war."

"I hadn't gotten that far in the book." Clint admitted. "Rogers took it away before I could finish."

"Ask him at lunch." Jonathon shrugged. "I don't mind sitting over at Gryffindor. Teddy and I have things to discuss anyway."

Clint didn't get a chance to ask about this mysterious Teddy that everyone knew for they walked into the charms classroom. Professor Coulson stood at the front and directed them to take a seat. He waited for a few minutes as the last few stragglers entered the classroom.

Helen sighed dreamily as she looked at Coulson. Jonathon elbowed her and she glared at him.

"Quit ogling him."

"Quit being jealous that girls like him more than you."

Clint rolled his eyes at the bickering twins.

"Welcome, First years, to your very first Charms lesson. Unfortunately, and as it will go for most of your classes, the first day is always one of lectures. Today we will study theory and go over the rules of the classroom. For now, let's put our wands away and take out a piece of parchment." He went to the board and tapped the chalk with his wand. It began to write on the board by itself. Clint soaked up his lesson like a sponge. He wrote down everything Coulson said and couldn't wait until he could practice.


They were halfway into their Double Transfiguration lesson and Thor could hardly keep his eyes open. Steve kept jabbing him in the side every time he saw him nod off. Finally, Professor Weasley stopped her lecture and set them to work on the spell.

"Careful Thor," Teddy warned. "If she catches you nodding off, it'll be very bad. We don't need to be losing points on the first day."

"Mr. Lupin, less talking." Weasley eyed him as she passed. Teddy lowered his eyes.

"I swear, Thor. If you get me in trouble again…" He said quietly after she had gone.

"I'm sorry, Transfiguration bores me." Thor responded, his whisper voice equivalent to a normal speaking voice. Steve glanced at the professor and was relieved to see that she hadn't heard him.

"Just keep it down, Thor." He told his friend. "Let's make it through this lesson and then it's time for lunch."

Thor could hardly wait.


Clint sat in Herbology, staring at a plant that was placed in front of him. "What are we supposed to do?"

"Repot it."

"And we're wearing ear muffs because?"

"So that we don't die."

Clint looked at Jonathon who was just as lost as he was. "He's your dad."

"Helen inherited the plant-loving gene." Jonathon answered honestly. "Okay so get the other pot ready and I'll pull this out."

Clint placed a small amount of soil at the bottom of the pot and prepared himself. With a mighty pull, Jonathon dislodged the plant. An ear-splitting scream pierced the greenhouse. He quickly threw it into the new pot and Clint worked swiftly to cover it with more soil. The scream were buried with the plant. Both boys collapsed on the stool, breathing heavily.

Professor Longbottom came around and clapped both boys on the shoulder. "Congratulations. You have successfully repotted a mandrake. I was a second year when I first did that."

Jonathon looked up at his father. "Well then why are you having us do it on our first day at Hogwarts?"

He winked. "Cause I have better plans for your second year." He walked to another table.

"I hate him." Jonathon said shaking his head. "I love him but I hate him." Clint didn't even attempt to tackle the statement.


Clint and Jonathon sat down in front of Steve, who looked up from his drawing pad. He closed it with a snap.

"How may I help you young Hufflepuffs?" He asked.

"Where's Teddy? We need to have words." Jonathon said with narrowed eyes. Steve pointed behind him. Teddy sat down next to him.

"Jonathon, I heard you were looking for me."

"Teddy Lupin you are a dead man."

To Clint's surprise, Teddy laughed. "You knew exactly what you were getting yourself into."

Jonathon pouted. "You told me that it would work!"

"I told you that it may work." Teddy said. "I also told you that trying to prank the master would end up very badly."

"It got me grounded for two weeks. I had to miss Uncle Harry's party."

Clint shared a confused look with Steve. Teddy took pity on them.

"My unintelligent cousin here attempted to prank our Uncle George. The prank ended up going horribly wrong and let's just say it ended with a portable swamp in the middle of Aunt Hannah's living room." Teddy laughed again. He then held a hand out to Clint. "Am I to assume that you are Clint Barton? I've heard a lot about you."

Clint shook his hand. "I've heard a lot about you too."

"How are you adjusting to life at Hogwarts?" Teddy asked, grabbing a chicken leg and putting it on his plate.

"It's a lot to handle." Clint said.

Teddy nodded. "I can imagine it's a lot. The professors here try to help a lot but sometimes it just takes time. My Uncle Harry didn't know anything about magic either when he was starting Hogwarts."

"Everyone I've met seems to know Harry Potter like a personal friend." Clint said in awe. "I've just read about him and I feel like he's some sort of celebrity."

"Don't let him hear you saying that." Teddy pointed his chicken leg at him. "Uncle Harry hates that he's so famous. He just wants to live a normal life. Next time he comes around, I'll introduce you."

"That'd be amazing." Clint exclaimed. "Steve, could I read the rest of that book?"

Steve rummaged around and took it out. He handed it to Clint. "Here you go."

"Thanks." He cracked it open and began to read, completely forgetting about lunch.

Thor came up to the table with a pained expression on his face.

"What happened?" Teddy asked him.

"Professor Weasley has far-reaching ears."

Steve and Teddy both laughed. "We'll save you some dinner."


Clint and Jonathon sat next to Loki and Natasha in Potions after lunch. Loki was incredibly attentive throughout the entire lesson.

Clint just felt intimidated by the stony faced Professor Hill. She seemed rather unpleasant and never smiled. He was happy when they left the dark dungeon classroom and headed outside for their flying lesson. He had been looking forward to this all day.

A red-haired woman stood at the end of two long lines of brooms.

Jonathon bounded up to her and hugged her. "Hello, Aunt Ginny."

"Hello, Jonathon. How has your first day been?"

"Decent." Jonathon told her. "This is my new friend Clint Barton."

"Hello ma'am." Clint said.

"It's nice to meet you, Clint. Why don't you go ahead and pick a broom. You as well, Jonathon." She addressed the entire class. "Good afternoon, Hufflepuffs and Slytherins. I am Professor Potter. Who here has ridden a broom before?" Most of the hands shot up but Clint was relieved to see he wasn't the only one who had never flown.

"As you all know, first years are not allowed to have broom at school. These brooms however are property of Hogwarts and are available for student use. Everybody stand by a broom. I want you to place your dominate hand over the broom and confidently, say 'Up!'"

Clint placed his left hand over the broom and said the command. It moved a bit on the ground but did not come up. He said it again, this time louder. The broom lifted off the ground and shot into Clint's hand. He grinned excitedly.

Loki, Natasha and Jonathon had all flown before so their brooms flew to their hands without much issue. Once everybody had their brooms, Potter continued.

"Excellent, very good, class. Now I want you to throw your leg over the broomstick and gently push up off of the ground. You will hover for a few seconds and then land back down again."

Clint was hesitant about pushing off of the ground but when he did it, the broom supported his weight and he hovered a foot above the ground. He looked over at Jonathon who gave him a thumbs-up.

"Great. Now everybody touch back down." Clint extended his legs and landed. They did the exercise for a few more times before Potter told them to place their brooms back on the ground.

"We are meeting every Monday for 3 months. You've got the basics down but it's not all fun and games. If you take a seat, I'm going to go over general rules of flying, and of course, Quidditch."

By the end of the lesson, Clint was certain he was going to play quidditch when he was older. He loved being up high and couldn't wait until he had the freedom of flying high above the grounds.

They were walking back into the castle and Jonathon had to physically place his hand over Clint's mouth to keep him from talking about flying.

"Thank Merlin." Natasha sighed. "I was about to hit him."

Clint looked affronted as he peeled Jonathon's hand off. "A simple 'Shut up, Clint' would have sufficed."

"Shut up, Clint." Loki said playfully.

"Let's head back to the common room and get started on homework." Natasha told Loki. "We'll see you boys later." The pair walked off.

"We just finished classes and she already wants to start on homework?" Jonathon scoffed.

"I want to be the seeker." Clint started. Jonathon glared at him and walked off. Clint followed him, laughing.


I know the chapter is a bit choppy. Sorry about that.

Okay so I have a few notes:

1. I hope everyone enjoyed how I portrayed Teddy. I wanted him to be the guy who people respected and went to for advice. His father is Remus. I also wanted him to be outspoken, like Tonks.

2. I know I said that i was including original HP characters, but this story isn't about them. It's about their children and the Avenger kids. I will have interactions (like with Hermione/Ginny) but for the most part, these are their professors.

3. Neville's kids are very close with the Potter/Weasley kids. They all consider each other family and are the Aunts/Uncles of the kids. For example, Jonathon calls Ginny, Aunt Ginny but they are in no way related.

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