A/N:

So I don't know if all you gen fans out there have read "I See the Moon" by hctiB-notsoB, but if you haven't you should. It's a really interesting take on Harry and Bruce's relationship, and I won't tell you any more than the fact I always laugh and reread it. It's still ongoing and already 10 chapters, but I'm pretty sure we'll have plenty more chapters in the future. Seriously though, it's a great gen crossover.

To the Reviewers:

Thanks for the correction on the names, it's great to know that you have my back when my brain remembers something incorrectly. Moving on, I'm happy with all the support, but also thankful that there isn't any questions, that means I'm not confusing anyone right? If I am, please send me a review or even a PM, as long as it's not a flame, I'll respond happily.

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Disclaimer: This is a story that takes a trip away from the Canon. One, Harry is a single father and isn't married to Ginny. Two, he's working with the Avengers. Plus, as neither Stan Lee or JK Rowling, I can't say I own the truly amazing characters they are, I'm just borrowing them and making up something I hope people enjoy. Please remember artistic license and don't be too mad at me.

Pear Shaped

Definition: something that's gone wrong, becomes a disaster

Chapter 4: Loki's Capture

"So..." Harry said, "is that made of Lycra?" Steve glanced down at his suit then back at Harry who was in a tight fitting blood red robe, black leathers with the hood drawn up, face totally obscured. Steve was even surprised to see that the man looked taller and that his voice was no longer a soft, almost comfortably familiar lilt, but rougher and deeper without any accent.

"I have no idea? What is Lycra?" Steve replied. Harry was saved from another explanation because Natasha broke in instead.

"No, it's not spandex," Natasha replied from the pilot seat. Harry and Steve glanced at her. "It's a mixture of carbon thread and a special kevlar fiber. It was specially developed by SHIELD and Coulson purloined some for Captain America's outfit after Captain Rodgers was found, and unfrozen. Coulson was given permission to design your new outfit." Both men just blinked at her before nodding rather awkwardly.

"So it's Muggle made?" Harry finally asked.

"Why are you asking?" Steve replied glancing at the shorter man.

"I'm worried about whether it'll catch on fire if I'm near it long enough." Was the only answer because Natasha said, "We're here." Steve glanced out the window and muttered.

"Double joy."

Loki stood above the gala guests a sneer gracing his face. He'd already gotten one of the two things he was after this evening. One was the iridium required by the brainwashed scientist to build his contraption, the other, something even more pleasing, was soon to be taken. Raising his staff overhead he slammed it down. "Kneel before me!" He commanded to the crowd. People still fled left and right, trying to find away out. Others were clumped together. Women were crying and many men were shouting in outrage and fear over their predicament.

"I said..." He sent a powerful burst of magic causing the to stop and stare at him fearfully. "KNEEL!" His voice boomed over them, shocking them into stillness. Slowly the crowd knelt.

Loki smirked and lazily moved his staff in a half circle. "Is not this simpler? Is this not your natural state? It's the unspoken truth of humanity, that you crave subjugation." He paced smugly between them, parting the group staring balefully down at them. "The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life's joy in a mad scramble for power, for identity. You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always kneel." He said coldly, his voice teasing over them. He disappears from his position and pops up in another place closer to the crowd. He sneers and the people closest cower back. His gaze slides over them then pauses on an old man shifted to stand from where he was kneeling.

"Not to men like you," the man said once their gaze met. His hands were folded comfortably in front of him, his face frank, and his gaze unyielding.

"There are no men like me," Loki stated lowly, arrogantly. The old man's gaze was unyielding, almost dismissive.

"There are always men like you." He retorted, the drawl of experience and disgust just as heavy as his accent. Loki's eyes lit with rage. Energy crackled as the trickster swung up his staff before swiftly pointing it at the upstart.

"Look to your elder, people," he drawled maliciously, a bright power gathering in jewel of his scepter, "Let him be an example!" Suddenly a burst of light powered itself flung itself forward, however it was intercepted and reflected back onto the demigod. He flew back a few feet, the people near him scrambling out of his trajectory. He never noticed the dark figure the popped almost silently behind him. The people near the figure stared up at it in shock as it held a finger to his unseen lips in a silent bid of quiet.

"You know," Steve said straightening, his suit glowing faintly, "the last time I was in Germany and saw a man standing above everybody else, we ended up disagreeing." Loki snarled if mute fury as he stood once more.

"The soldier?" Loki asked harshly, his voice roughened by the blast. Steve's gaze flickered over to Harry who was gliding almost gently forward behind the taller man. "A man out of time." Loki hissed cruelly, snidely. Ill humor was evident in his words and features. Harry nodded to him and Steve blinked back in slight understanding as he inclined his head. The pair would try to subdue them while Agent Romanoff would oversee things from the quinjet.

"I'm not the one out of time," Steve replied feeling his body tense as he heard Romanoff fly in.

"Loki drop the weapon and stand down." She intoned through a loud speaker. Harry felt the sudden surge in power and watched as the villain in front of him suddenly attacked like a rabid animal. A powerful beam of light blasted its way towards the jet which quickly maneuvered out of the way. Steve swung his shield at the man while Harry immediately spelled a number of shields and wards around the fleeing Muggles. Harry watched as Steve quickly engaged the man trying to time the correct moment to help subdue him.

Loki blasted another ray of power at the lowly creature in front of him, smirking and sneering in derision at the uncouth battle tactics. Steve swung at the man, usually his shield as a battering ram as Loki brought his scepter down with surprising force. Steve dodged a quick parry but wasn't fast enough to prevent the opposite end from slamming into his head knocking him back. Harry put another surge into his shields before casting a powerful banishing charm at Loki. The man half turned as he heard the shouted incantation but wasn't able to defend himself as he was suddenly picked up and thrown against a parked car. Harry offered a quick hand up to Steve who nodded in thanks after taking it and getting pulled to his feet.

"I'll stay on defense if you can keep him busy," Harry told him. "Maybe Romanoff can get a clean hit."

"Not likely," Steve said with a quick pant, as he shook off the head blow. "It's more likely to hit one of the civilians." Then he flung himself forward to meet Loki using his shield as cover. An array of light flashes passed over him towards the malevolent black haired man. Mentally thanking his new colleague for the distraction and defense Steve charged at the dark haired foe like a raging bull. Knowing that the civilians wouldn't be endangered too much allowed him to focus more of his energy towards the fight ahead of him. Natasha above watched the by play as the two slammed into one another parrying blows.

"The guy's all over the place," she muttered as Rodgers got slammed back into the concrete lip of a fountain. She felt a feeling of ease when Commander Phoenix blasted the man back after the captain kicked Loki's feet out from under him. The civilians were mostly gone and she watched Potter advance on the man's scrambling form. He did some strange movements with the wand summoning the demigod's scepter before disappearing and reappearing far out of the now angered man's reach. Captain America intercepted a rather wild charge trying to pin him. Harry must of yelled something, because Steve moved back allowing some spell to hit the man and make him freeze. The blond man straightened and then dragged the now bound, frozen, she didn't really know, demigod over to Harry who had made Loki's scepter vanish into some pocket of his. Suddenly a voice crackled over the intercom and her eyebrows raised as she recognized the voice.

"Agent Romanoff did you miss me?" Tony Stark said smugly. Suddenly "Shoot to Thrill," by AC/DC blared over her systems. Both the British wizard and American super-soldier's head went up as Iron Man came flying out from around a tall skyscraper. Suddenly a bright surge of light slammed out of the suit's hands hitting Harry and throwing him several feet back into the building Loki had just robbed.

"Commander Phoenix!" Natasha could practically read Rodger's shout. She ran a hand over her face before calling in to Fury.

"Fury," came the growled response.

"Sir, we might have a problem." Was all she said as she watched the super-soldier slug the now landed metal suited superhero. "A big one."

"Harry are you sure you're alright?" Steve asked for what was probably the fifteenth time in three minutes as they climbed aboard the small jet.

"Yes Steve, I'm fine," he bit out, as he shoved down his hood. "It'll take more than tin can wrapped idiot from doing me any serious damage."

"Hey, this is-" Tony tried to break in only to have a finger held up in front of him. His mouth audibly snapped shut. He did feel rather guilty over the fact he slammed someone into the building that hadn't deserved. And he may deserve having the same done back, but there was no way in hell he was saying that so he took the billionaire's way out and shut up. Harry, seeing the man had some kind of reason, not a normal one mind you, but some, made him cut back some of his animosity.

"Mr. Stark," he said, "You are already trying my last nerve. Please silence yourself before I begin talking to you like I do my five year old son. Now, since we're all aboard and the jet," he turned to glare down at the still stunned and bound Loki, "does anyone else consider the fact we caught him rather peculiar?"

"Him?" Tony said looking at the man dismissively, "I think-" Harry merely looked at him and he shut up, holding his hands up.

"It was a bit easy at the end." Steve said quietly. Natasha merely focused on them taking off. "I don't like it." Tony couldn't hold back the sarcasm this time.

"What? Rock of Ages giving up so easily?" He bit out, Harry merely stared down at the bound man. He was taking this all to well, and the look in his eyes was a clear sign he was plotting.

"I don't remember it being that easy. This guy packs a wallop." Steve said bristling in indignation.

"Hush," Harry said cutting off their argument. "Agent Romanoff you read the file on him and his brother Thor, as well as the man's companions. What is your opinion on how 'easy' he was captured?"

"While I wasn't able to see first hand how they handled Thor or his companions, there were several reports mentioning that they were on the same level of strength as Captain Rodgers. Thor was said to have unique powers as well. There are also concerns that the myths that we have on him and the others might have an inkling to his actual powers and abilities."

"He was and is the trickster god in Norse mythology, correct?" Harry said staring down at him.

"Yes," Tony replied though he still didn't see that harm in the man. He was bound by ropes and chains for goodness sake.

"I've never known a trickster without a back up plan. So I'm saying, as a son of the leader of a group of them, this smells... off." Harry couldn't shake the feeling like they were walking into something without all the facts.

"Let's just head back to base and see if we can't get it out of him there." Natasha replied. "We've got orders."

"You've got orders," Harry muttered. Staring down at the captured Asgardian Harry had a feeling that whatever Loki was planning wasn't going to be pleasant or beneficial to anyone's health.

They were flying for a short while when suddenly their jet was battered by an onslaught of thunder and lightning. "Bloody hell!" Harry growled out as he was flung from his seated position to almost flat on his face against the metal floor next to Loki. The trickster's eyes seemed to laugh at his predicament and he had to bite back the urge to hit him with a stinging curse. "Pathetic creature," he drawled and Harry didn't hold back on the urge to flip the Asgardian the bird and he felt a slight surprise when the man's expression morphed into anger and offense. Seemed that some gestures were universal, literally. Or maybe the bastard had spent some time in ancient Rome or Greece. Offering the man, what could only be considered a smirk, he then pointedly ignored him.

"You okay?" Steve asked as he clung to his seat. Stark was standing and staring out the window his grip on the wall sconce keeping him upright.

"I'm fine, thanks," Harry replied shoving himself unsteadily up to his knees. He semi-crawled to Agent Romanoff.

"Where is this coming from?" She growled as she tried to maneuver the jet and keep it level.

"Can you level it out?" Harry asked and she gave a sharp nod. He glanced back and saw a look of fear under Loki's usual stoic and cold exterior. He wasn't the only one.

"What's the matter?" Steve asked, blue eyes observing the bound criminal closely. "Afraid of a little lightning?" Harry and Tony watched the man with Steve, observing every detail.

"I'm not overly fond of what follows." Was the cryptic response and Harry felt his eyes widen as the reference clicked. He only had time to say, "Oh shit." When a hole in the roof suddenly appeared and a 190 cm foot man plunged down through it, his hammer slamming into the floor along with him.

"Son of a bi-" Harry said surging forward, jerking his hood up, as the man grabbed the bound Loki and jumped out through the hole he made in the ceiling. "Bloody buggering hell." He snarled jumping up through the hole after them shifting into a blur of white.

"And now there's that guy." Tony said with a huff.

"Another Asgardian?" Natasha called over her shoulder.

"Dunno, but Harry just went out the hole after him. Think the guy's friendly?" Steve asked.

"Doesn't matter," Tony replied putting his mask down. "If he frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract is lost." Stark turned to jump out but Steve stops him.

"Stark! We need a plan of attack!" Steve yells at him.

"I have one. Attack!" He deadpanned then jumped.

"For the love of..." Steve muttered as he quickly looked around then put on a parachute. Natasha watched it and shook her head.

"I'd sit this one out, Cap." She said glancing at him over her shoulder. He smiled at her wryly.

"I don't see how I can," he told her approaching the exit point.

"These guys are legends, they're basically Gods." she replied as the plane was battened by another jolt of thunder after narrowly dodging a bolt of thick lightning.

"There's only one God, ma'am." He answered, he gave her one final glance before saying and jumping out, "and I'm pretty sure they don't dress like that..." She watched him leave fighting not only the weather but a slight smile.

"Reckless idiots." She muttered getting ready to contact Fury.

"Where is the Tesseract?" Thor demanded from Loki as he landed them both safely on the ground. Neither man noticed the approaching white spot in the sky as it wheeled and dodged the precarious weather.

"I missed you too." Loki replied with a sneer.

"Do I look to be in a gaming mood?" Thor bellowed.

"Oh you should be thanking me!" Loki snapped back throwing him off and striding back to face him. "With the Bifrost gone, how much dark energy did the All-Father have to muster to conjure you here? Your precious earth." Thor dropped his hammer and quickly reached out to grip brother's shoulders.

"I thought you dead." He said, his voice losing the frustration and anger it held earlier. The comment seemed to throw Loki and a look of mixed feelings passed his features momentarily.

"Did you mourn?" He asked quietly. Above them an almost entirely white gyrfalcon perched itself grumpily on a branch contemplating whether or not to attack. It narrowed emerald green eyes circled in a black mask, the only other spot of color besides the black at the very tip of his wings and tail and the yellow of his clawed feed, before shooting up in a jagged line only over his right eye, in the evident shape of a lightning bolt shape.

"We all did," Thor told the mischief maker, "our father..." Immediately it was clear that was not the right thing to say. Loki's face hardened and he threw of Thor's hands.

"Your father!" He yelled at Thor. "He did tell you of my true parentage, did he not?
"We were raised together. We played together, we fought together. Do you remember none of that?" Thor yelled back, a touch of desperation in his voice. Harry shifted uncomfortably. This made him worry about his son's future feelings. Would he consider Harry an inadequate father because he wasn't Remus, and that he wasn't blood and only distantly and weakly related?
"I remember a shadow, living in the shade of your greatness. I remember you tossing me into an abyss. I who was and should be king!" Loki replied equally as loudly and as angry.
"So you take the world I love as recompense for your imagined slights? No, the earth is under my protection, Loki." Thor threatened and Loki laughed. Harry shook his head and sprang from the tree gliding noiseless til he was nearly to the ground and changed back landing next to them. Both men jumped apart surprised.

"Do not think us weak." Harry told Loki softly. "The earth has its sentinels."

"And you're doing a marvelous job with that. The humans slaughter each other in droves, while my brother may ideally threat. I mean to rule them. That's why should I not..." Loki barked back. Both Harry and Thor frowned.
"You think yourself above them." Thor said motioning to the other man and to the general area. Loki smirked.
"Well, yes." Was the arrogant answer. Harry snorted in disbelief.

"You're just another delusional megalomaniac too fond of their own self worth!" Harry told Loki coldly. Harry spotted a glint of red and gold, but ignored it, the man had to know to stop and approach with caution.
"Then you miss the truth of ruling, brother. A throne would suit you ill." Thor said in agreement.
"I have seen worlds you could never dream of Odin's son!" Loki replied frigidly, his voice raised in anger. "I shall have the power of the Tesseract and when I wield it..."

"Who showed you this power?" Thor bellowed in anger. "Who controls the would be king?"

"I am king!" Loki snapped back.

"Not here on Earth you're not!" Harry snapped.

"Hand over the Tesseract! Give up such actions, brother! Come home!" Thor nearly begged.

"I do not have it!" Loki snarled.

"Where exactly is it then?" He asked as he pulled out his wand. Loki eyed the motions warily. Harry didn't bother subtlety and raised it's tip to point threateningly at the space between the brunet demigod's eyes. "Do not forget that you brother is only one of many protecting this world from the likes of you! You cannot use brotherly love as a shield between you and I! I am not your brother and I will not let you muck in things that do not belong to you or warrant your interest! I don't care if you go home, but return the artifact first!"

"Brother..." Thor said warningly as he moved to better defend him from the angered earthling.

"I have no wish to return home! Without the cube such actions are for naught! I have sent it off and know not where it has traveled to!" Loki retorted.

"You listen brother!" Thor growled when suddenly a flash of red and gold slammed into him throwing both several tens of feet away.

"I'm listening." Loki said sarcastically. He moved to leave but was hit by a strong series of enchantments. Then he was lying on the ground, frozen and bound once more. He glared balefully up at the wizard who moved to crouch next to him.

"Yeah, but you don't hear that well do you?" Harry said equally sarcastically. Levitating the man, Harry wondered where exactly the 'Flying Tin Can Man' and the God of Thunder went. Staring from the outcrop into the crushed line of trees and bush he wondered if he cared enough to go chasing them down or wait for one of them to come back dragging the other like the cavemen they were trying to prove to be. "Dammit," he grumbled, as he carted the man after his brother and the billionaire.

Thor flew into the ground. Tony landed a dozen feet away. His mask went up and the two entered a staring contest after the blond man stumbled to his feet.

"Do not touch me again." Thor warned adjusting his grip on his hammer so it was half raised next to him.

"Then don't take my stuff." Tony replied with a glare flexing his hands into loose fists.

"You have no idea what you are dealing with!" Thor said in a decisive tone. Tony snorted.

"Uh...Shakespeare in the park. Doth your mother know..." Tony said moving in a bard-like stance while flourishing his hand. "You weareth her drapes?" The demigod's face reddened.

"This is beyond you metal man. Loki will face Asgardia-" Thor started to say when a loud bang and a flash of light distracted them both. They turned in an offense stance and saw the short man coming towards them, Loki floating behind him and occasionally, but not so accidentally, smacking into a tree trunk.

"And the maturity level of this conversation is riveting," Harry said drolly as he finally reached them. "I hope you two haven't fought for too long. We have more important things, and you're technically on the same damn side."

"Feathered friend," Thor said relaxing a bit. "Do return my brother to me so I may take him home to be judged."

"Uh... Yeah, can we wait on that a bit?" Harry asked him.

"Yeah, no he's not going with you." Tony said. Harry ignored him and focused on Thor.

"He's responsible a number of things here on earth. The first being the Tesseract. As a ruler of your country you understand that we must find out all we can before we surrender him to you. He must also stand charges for things he's done here. If they rule or decide to turn him over to you, I'm sure we can find a way to send you back once the Tesseract is found." Harry said.

"That is reasonable. What is your named Man Who Flew On Actual Wings?" Thor said moving to a comfortable stance as he returned the hammer to it's spot on his hip.

"I am Sir Harry Potter, Lord of the Noble and Ancient House of Potter and Black, Unspeakable Commander of the British Ministry of Magic. Upon the field and when my hood is raised I am simply called Commander Phoenix. It is an honor to make your acquaintance." Harry replied offering a hand. Thor clasped his forearm and Harry grasped his.

"Thor Odinsson, Prince of the Realm of Asgard, and ally to your home world, Earth. It is a pleasure to meet you. You must explain how you changed from a bird to a man. I had thought there were no more shapeshifters and magic beings here on this world. It was to my knowledge that many left or were dead after the wars against the Frost Giants." Thor said bluntly.

"Okay what? Hold on a minute." Tony broke in, fed up with being ignored. He was the richest man on the planet, as well as the most dashing and handsome one. He did not like being ignored. The two looked at him irritably.

"Yes?" Thor said grumbling as the two let go of the clasp and stepped back.

"I don't get what's going on. Why are you so agreeable? He just kidnapped our hostage." Tony said to Harry pointing at Thor.

"He was trying to reason with him and make him return home." Harry replied.

"So you were just going to let him leave with the guy?" Tony asked in disbelief.

"No, you slammed into him before I could get to talking to him about returning to SHIELD with us." Harry snapped back. "You have a habit of jumping to conclusions and causing concussions! And it's a bad one!" Tony merely waved the comment away.

"And what is he talking about shapeshifters and magical beings? About turning from a bird into a man?" He yelled. Harry notice movement as Steve jogged into the clearing while that last statement was being yelled.

"Harry turned into a bird?" Steve asked as stopped by them, eying the floating Loki with surprise before shrugging.

"Commander Phoenix did." Thor said nodding. Steve winced, he forgot to call the other man by his codename and glanced at him apologetically. Harry just waved it off.

"Is this another magical thing you can do? Like with the trunk?" Steve asked curiously. Harry nodded then shook his head.

"Kind of. It's-" Harry started but Tony interrupted.

"You actually turned into a bird and back? And what's this about a trunk?" The man asked in skepticism.

"Yes, I can transform into a gyrfalcon at will. The trunk is where I store many things. Steve is referencing it because it can turn into a large cavernous library, as well as apartment and hold as much as a small house if you open it in the correct ways."

"You people were not able to do that from the stories I heard from my father." Thor said curiously.

"You have to be lying, there's no way a trunk can compress space like that! It's not technologically possible as of yet. It might be within the next twenty to fifty years, but—" Tony babbled.

"It may not be possible on your planet with your technology but it is possible with magic." Thor interjected. Harry rubbed his forehead tiredly.

"Magic isn't possible!" Tony barked out.

"Then how do you explain my brother?" Thor yelled loosing his temper.

"He's an alien! It's probably some sort of—" Suddenly he went silent his mouth still moving. Steve glanced over at Harry who was levitating Loki once more after dropping he temporarily to cast another spell. He'd caught Harry's low worded silencio and felt rather grateful. Thor glanced at him with mild interest. Tony kept talking and waving his arms.

"His mouth is still moving?" Steve asked. The three of them watched while Tony realized he wasn't being heard and was trying to make sound while making questioning gestures at his throat and looking like he was about to have a panic attack.

"He'll stop when he realizes there's no noise. Once he stops flailing and closes his mouth, I might lift the spell." Harry replied. He heard the distant roar of the jet's engines and turned towards them. "I'll explain it when I have a headache potion in me. But first, our ride's here to pick us up."

Natasha landed the ship and stepped out to greet them with her gun drawn. Seeing the silenced Tony with his hands still gesturing emphatically and mouth flapping she cocked an eyebrow at Harry.

"You were able to shut up Stark?" She asked and Harry nodded. She holstered the gun and watched Harry float Loki into the jet 'accidentally' bumping him against the wall, column and ceiling before not so gently placing him back on the floor. Turning to him she gave him a slightly amused smile. "You know, with that you have got to be my hero. It's almost as interesting as the pig thing and twice as useful."

"Thanks." Was all Harry could say as he climbed in. Thor looked at Steve questioningly.

"Pig?" The blond Asgardian asked.

"Don't ask me big guy, I don't have a clue in the slightest." Steve said taking a seat next to the increasingly interesting wizard.

"So..." Natasha asked following them all in. "Are good to head back to base now? Or is there someone else who we're expecting?" Harry paused at that before studying them all then looking at Loki.

"Actually yes, Agent Romanoff would you mind stopping in Britain real quick? I have a right hand person I need to pick up."

"I'll have to get it cleared by Fury."

"Oh I'm sure he'll agree," Harry said with an even wider smile, "I need that person just like Fury needs Hill or Coulson." Natasha looked at the Brit before nodding slowly. She made the call and after a few minutes of conference she looked back at Harry who was showing a few spells to a rapt audience of Thor, Tony and Steve. Loki had been knocked out.

"We're clear to go Commander," She said and Harry glanced up.

"Good, next stop Ottery St. Catchpole."

A/N: Ahahahahahaha! Now you are wonder who it'll be. You'll see in the next chapter. If you don't remember who lives in this town, and it's about three different families that have been mentioned before, then you should look it up or wait for the surprise. But this person has been mentioned in my reviews and after they were mentioned the immediately went into one of my later chapters since I love them so much. Now... Is this person going to be a romantic interest or not?