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Chapter Four

Hermione was deep into her second mug of coffee, as she was sitting in the common dining area when Tony announced that he was a genius.

This was, of course, right before he said, "And oh yeah, Thor is here with his people."

"What does one have to do with the other?" Hermione asked him.

"Nothing, I just didn't want you to forget my overall genius."

"As if you would ever let us," she muttered.

"Ouch! Grumpy still after two mugs of coffee in the morning," Tony said. "Jarvis, please take note of that!"

"Sir, you already did as much when you decided to change the coffee to decaffeinated this morning," the bodiless British voice announced.

Hermione stopped drinking, putting the coffee down and went over to him. "Changed up the coffee. Funny. Not even the Weasley Twins are daring enough to do that much. Just remember, it's never wise to interfere with my coffee." Her hair snapped with electricity so loud that Tony actually jumped when it happened. "I'll give you this one. But the next time, I wouldn't lay odds of you being able to do much of anything to fix whatever it is I do in retaliation to your idea of a joke."

"There's nothing you can do to me, Granger, that I wouldn't know about and stopped before you did it," he told her.

"Really?" she asked him, looking causally up to the top of his head. "Nice hairdo."

The billionaire's eyes went comically wide and he rushed out of the room to the nearest bathroom. When he came back and opened his mouth to snap something at her, she was smiling wickedly.

"Made you look," she said casually and walked away.

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Hermione was introduced to Thor, Jane, and Darcy at the brunch fifteen minutes after Hermione found out about the coffee switch Tony made.

"A witch?" Thor asked, looking uneasy as he said as much.

"Elemental mage," Hermione corrected what Tony had told him. "The title of 'witch' is used as a generalization here on Midgard, as descriptive of most female magic welders. It's vastly misused even within the magical realm of the enclaves."

The big blond relaxed at her words even as he went over to her and greeted her with a formal air kiss to the hand.

"Lady Hermione, it is a pleasure to meet you," he said, stepping back even as Jane and Darcy came forward. "This is Lady Jane."

"Nice to meet you," Jane said, casually as the two shook hands.

"And her assistant Lady Darcy."

"Hey," Darcy said. "So you can do magic, huh?"

"Yes," Hermione replied, shaking her hand. "That I can."

"Like what?" she asked, which had her the focus of everyone there.

Hermione cleared her throat and said, "It's not like I do street magic for crowds. In fact, the most minor of magic use in front of non-magic users is discouraged within the enclaves." Her cheeks went a bit pink. "Pardon me while I go cleanup for brunch." And she vanished from the room with a quiet pop.

Everyone there blinked in shock at what they had just seen.

"Wow," Darcy breathed. "All I was expecting was her pulling a rabbit out of a hat."

"Something tells me that's not her thing, doll," Bucky said.

Some twenty minutes later, they were all sitting around the table eating and chattering away in friendly conversations around the table. There were times that she was completely lost by what Darcy was telling her, especially when the young woman went on about computers in painful detail.

"Wait one second! I know that look!" came from Tony, pointing straight at Hermione. "You don't work with computers?"

She shook her head no. "Not really, not unless they have special buffers—which was the first thing I inquired of Jarvis that all your equipment has. And it does. Nothing on the market can withstand my magic for longer than two weeks at the most." She looked over to Bucky. "That iPhone I showed you?" He nodded. "It blew up three days later and that was the longest I had any cell phone at a whopping four weeks." She sighed. "I had so hoped too."

Tony leaned back and said, "I'll work on something for you."

"Great," Hermione said smiling. "In the meantime, can someone tell me exactly what a super computer is? What's so super about it and do you think it has a magical surge protector?"

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When the Avengers found Hermione sitting calmly chattering away to Hulk as she would to any other human, needless to say they were very stunned. She was playing with a bike bell, as she was talking with him.

"My good friend Grawp gave me this," she told him. "He likes ringing it. It makes him happy. Do you like the bell?"

"Puny bell," he grumbled.

"Yes, I know," she told him. "But he thinks it's pretty. We can't fault him for liking different things, can we?"

He grunted at that.

"Grawp like smashing," she told him. "He smashes a lot." She tilted her head and added, "But something tells me Hulk smashes too."

Hulk smiled at that. "Hulk smash good!"

A tray of nachos floated over. "The food is here! It's time for Bruce to eat."

"Okay," he said, but he reached out and petted her head tenderly. "Bye."

Soon enough Bruce was lying out on the ground in front of Hermione and the others rushed over to see if everything and everyone was okay.

"You're insane," Natasha told her, even as she was watching the other woman stroking Bruce's hair.

"What happened?" Bucky asked.

"He received a phone call," Hermione said. "He was fine, but then he started going all green and big." She looked over to Bucky, "That man he was speaking to managed to infuriate him very quickly."

"Did you hear a name?" Tony asked her.

"I do believe he called him General Ross," she told them.

"What did that sonofvabitch say to him?" Clint asked.

"Sorry to say that I don't know," she murmured, looking down into Bruce's eyes. His eyes looked scared and haunted. Hermione crooned to him, "Nothing happened. You didn't do anything wrong." She grinned. "I think Hulk likes me."

"Oh god," Bruce groaned, thinking the worst when she said as much.

"Not like that, you big goof!" Hermione said, getting up from the floor.

"Were you not scared, Lady Hermione?" Thor inquired.

"Yes," she told him. "But I can't let my fear control me or I'd never leave the house." She looked to Thor. "Besides, Hulk is only seven and a half feet tall or so. It wasn't like he was the size of a troll. Trolls are twice as big with far less intelligence. And they never bother to stop to say, 'Smash!' They go straight to smashing."

Thor chuckled at that, enjoying the fact that this Midgardian was so plain spoken.

The alarm on her watch went off. "Shoot! I'm going to be late!" She rushed out of the room, grabbing her purse along with what looked to be a plain paper bag. Going back over to the room, she said, "I shouldn't be out too long." She stopped and worried her lower lip. "If I end up getting drunk, can I call for a ride home?"

"Here," Clint said, handing her a cell. "That has all of our numbers on it."

"Take this," Stark said, handing her a keychain. "If you run into something you can't handle hit the button and we'll show up to help." When she looked from the large letter A and back to him. "It pays to advertise."

"Where are you going?" Bucky asked her, trying for casual but failing.

"I'm dropping off a bag to Deadpool and then I'm going to be meeting up with some of my friends at a bar…" She pulled out a note paper and told them where she was going. "I swear if they don't serve a decent whiskey, heads will figuratively roll."

Once she was gone, Bruce looked over to Tony who looked deep in thought.

"We're going to that bar, aren't we?" he asked, sounding resigned.

"Oh yeah!" Tony replied, rushing out to his penthouse to get ready.

TBC…

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