Baby Sitting Kidvengers

Chapter Six: Trouble, Tea, and Teddy

Like he promised, Harry gave each of them a turn on his Firebolt. For people like Thor and Tony, he went at full speed. Others like Bruce and Steve he went a bit slower, almost just gliding in the sky. They each got a turn though.

With the excitement of flying by were all tuckered out far sooner than Harry expected and fell asleep much faster. Harry was grateful.

They were great kids, but keeping them entertained and out of trouble, from fighting with one another, answering all the questions they never seem to run out of, trying to find the problem to the spell, how to fix it, making sure that nothing is wrong with them, keeping the Hulk in check, and still reporting to Fury...Harry needed no help falling to sleep. The moment his body made contact with the bed, he was passed out.

The next morning things went a little bit more smoothly.

Well, breakfast did.

Since pancakes were very successful the first night there Harry decided to make them again. Like the first time everyone made a mess of their creations but they ate. That was all Harry wanted.

After they ate everyone wanted so spend some time with Harry but he told them that this morning he needed to handle some boring grown up paper work. They all pouted but with Harry's promise to spend some time with them, a story at bed time with the magical book, and one spin on the Firebolt before dinner, they all went to play.

He wasn't lying about doing paper work. He owned the book shop in New York which had it's costumers despite how small it was. With all of the alien attacks Harry needed to make calls and write letters to his lawyers and insurance agents. Explaining the situation of his store, its status, and all that. Aside from that he was mailed by Kingsley asking about what happened. His old friend, now Minister of Magic, wasn't surprised that he was somehow involved. He wanted details and information. About the situation, the people involved, and of course his status and health. That also meant he had to write to Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, and Hermione to reassure them that he was okay. He was tired. Very much so. He's been using too much magic lately and hasn't taken a proper rest since the battle against the Chitauri.

He was in the middle of summoning an owl to send the letters off when he heard the first thing to warn him of today's troubles.

"RAAAAAWR!"

Harry's head instantly snapped up and he ran into the playroom. Dear Merlin how he wished he was having a nightmare.

Natasha came running to him, "We were all playing when Tony and Clint started to argue. Then Loki joined in. Steve and Thor tried to make everyone calm down and cool off but then a lot of mean things started to be said. Then there was yelling and then...this!"

In front of him? Bruce had Hulked out. He had turned into the Hulk and was smashing everything in sight as well as throwing things randomly. One of those things had been Tony.

Holding his hand out Harry yelled, "Aresto Momemtum!"

Tony stopped in the middle of the air, his eyes widened and hair disheveled.

"Thor. Catch Tony," Harry ordered. The demigod listened and caught the young genius as Harry let the spell go.

"Right. All of you, go into my room and close the door. Don't come out until I tell you," Harry ordered.

"But Harry-" Tony started to protest.

"Do not argue with me right now. All of you! To my room!" Harry barked as the mini Hulk looked ready to charge.

Natasha took Clint's hand and led him that way while Thor grabbed both Loki and Tony's hand and followed after those two. As Harry watched to make sure they were in there he didn't see as the Hulk charged at him. Something was thrown at the Hulk though which caused him to stop and glare at Steve who had thrown the Frisbee at the Hulk to get his attention.

"Sorry!" Steve yelled at the Hulk, knowing it was Bruce.

But the Hulk didn't seem to care much as he instead charged at Steve. Unfortunately Steve was in the corner and had no means of escape. Blue eyes widened in fear. There was a 'pop' sound as Harry apparated to Steve and then again into his room.

Steve faltered a bit and clutched to his stomach.

"Sorry about that. I know it's a rubbish feeling but I had to. Now, all of you stay here until I get things under control. No matter what Do. Not. Leave this room." and Harry apparated towards the Hulk again.

"We have to do something!" Tony insisted to the rest of the room.

"Feeling guilty since it was all your fault?" Loki glared at Tony.

"Oh please! It's all your fault for being an idiot!" Tony yelled.

"Take care of how you speak to my brother. I do not wish to anger the sorcerer but I will not let you harm my brother, and I doubt the sorcerer will too," Thor warned.

"Tony's right though. It was you who started the yelling and arguing. You're the one who upset Bruce and made him go all monster," Clint said as he crossed his arms and glared at Loki.

"Look, right now it doesn't matter who started what. Harry's out there all by himself against Bruce." Steve said.

"That's not Bruce. At least...not really," Natasha said as she tried to look through the keyhole.

"What can we do?" Clint asks.

"Harry said to wait in his room. He was very serious about it," Loki said.

"Harry did say that and he's really powerful," Steve added.

"But you saw what that thing did! It broke through the wall like it was nothing! Even Thor who lifted the sofa yesterday had a hard time keeping him down!" Tony protested. "Harry needs help!"

"Again, what can we do?" Clint repeated.

"We can't know what to do until we know the situation," Tony said and tried to open the door but it was locked.

"It's locked. Shouldn't we be able to open it since we're on the inside?" Clint asked.

"Harry didn't want us out there. I guess he used magic to keep us in here," Steve said.

There was a scream coming from outside and a lot more breaking.

"We need to help Harry. He'll die if we don't!" Natasha cried.

All of the boys tensed and paled at her words. Harry...dead? No way! He was the most awesome adult they've ever met!

"How? The door won't open!" Tony yelled as he tried to force the door to open.

"Move aside. Perhaps I can," Thor said and tried but he didn't have any luck.

"You can't open the door without unlocking it," Loki said in a calm voice.

"And how do we do that exactly?" Tony asked, obviously irritated.

"Oh move aside," Loki said and pulled out the wand Harry let him use, "Alohomora."

There was a click and the door opened ajar.

"Alohomora?" Tony asked a bit sarcastically.

"Standard Book of Spells chapter 7. Harry let me borrow it," Loki answered in a huff.

"Well, come on!" Clint snapped as he exited Harry's room. Outside of the room looked like a tornado had passed through, left, came back, and brought some other tornado friends.

"Where are they now?" Steve asked.

"I don't hear anything so they aren't close," Natasha said.

"They must have moved to lower parts of the tower," Tony said running towards the elevator.

"Shouldn't the agents be stationed here?" Natasha asked.

"I think the beast was a bit more worrisome than making sure we don't go running around with scissors," Loki replied.

"Let us not worry about that and count it as a blessing. One less obstacle we have to handle. Let us find the sorcerer and aid him any way we can," Thor said. The rest nodded and got into the elevator.

"Uh...which floor are we going to again?" Clint asked.

"Hm...let me see," Tony removed the case of the panel and tinkered with it. The elevator then began to move. Tony put everything the way it was and smirked. "It was easy enough. This elevator is a bit more advance but it wasn't hard to figure out how it works. It's far too easy to see which floor was the last one they clicked on. Which is where it's taking us."

"Nice," Clint said and they fist bumped.

Soon the elevator took them to the floor where the Hulk was making a havoc of. There were some agents carrying away other agents who were passed out. The main focus was Harry trying to calm the Hulk down without going into the offensive.

While Harry was trying to use his magic to calm the Hulk and hopefully have him shrink back down to Bruce, he wasn't paying attention to his surrounding. A part of the ceiling that the Hulk seemed to used a monkey bars was falling down. Thor ran as fast as he could and use his strength to push himself with all his might to move Harry away just in time.

The rubble fell just inches away from them, causing them to cough because of the dust.

"What," a little coughing fit, "what are you doing here? I told you to stay in my room. How did you get out?" Harry demanded.

Clint and Tony immediately pointed at Loki.

"Get back into the elevator and go upstairs!" Harry ordered.

"We are not leaving you alone!" Tony declared.

"I'm not asking, I am ordering you!" Harry hissed back.

"We can help!" Clint insisted.

"No!" Harry yelled.

"RAWR!"

The Hulk tackled Harry and they went flying. They landed with the Hulk on top of Harry and was about to punch him when Harry apparated next to the kids. Thor ran to them and when he reached the group he gasped.

"Sorcerer! Your head, tis bleeding!"

Harry wiped at where it hurt and shook his head. He was a little dizzy, "I'm fine. You lot need to get back upstairs."

"No way! The agents here are useless and Bruce's alter ego is too strong. Even for you!" Tony stared at Harry with a fierce look of determination.

Harry sighed, "I can handle this Tony. And I was the one who sent the agents away. There isn't anything they can do without hurting the Hulk and that's not going to help. And there isn't anything you lot can do either."

"But-" they started to protest.

"Please! If I can ask you of anything, I am asking you to trust me. Do you all trust me?" Harry asked looking at all of them. They nodded immediately. "Good. Then trust me when I say I got this. I just need to get through to the Hulk. He's just scared and upset."

"Upset! He's completely blown his lid!" Tony cried.

"Be that as it may, he's still Bruce and Bruce is scared and needs help," Harry looks at all of them and deadpans, "You aren't leaving no matter what I say, are you?"

They all shook their heads. Harry sighed, "Stay on the other side of the room and use the table as some line of defense. And we will have a proper talk when this is done!"

Harry went back to the mini Hulk and tried his best to use his magic to calm the Hulk. The problem was that his magic reserves were reaching their limit. Soon he'll be tapping into his magical core. Not that he's never been forced into the wall and not done it before, it was just that when he did so it always left him very drain. If he taps into his reserves and taking into account all of the exhaustion and wariness from the last few days and battle with aliens, Harry won't know how long he'll be asleep. He doesn't want to think too much about it but with him out of commission that means the children will be sent somewhere else. Most likely labs where they'll be hooked up to machines and monitors. The idea didn't sit well at all with the wizard.

"WATCH OUT!" one of the kids yelled and Harry dodged a chair being thrown at him.

Using what was left of his magic he used it to wash it over the Hulk and then he tapped into his core and used a bit of Legilimency to reach Bruce. He could literally feel his energy leave him and he's damn ready to pass out. But he doesn't, he does however break through to the Hulk. The Hulk seems immobilized and suddenly he's shrinking back into Bruce.

Panting, Harry walks over to an unconscious Bruce and picks him up. Concentrating very hard on each step so he doesn't tumble over, Harry makes it to the elevator with some difficulty. He looks over to the group of kids and motions with his head, "Come on."

They tentivally walk over and join Harry in the elevator. The ride up is quiet. Harry leads them to the room and gently places Bruce in his bed and tucks him in. As he steps away he stumbles and falls.

There are multiple cries of, "HARRY!"

"Shhh!" he hisses as he stands. "Now, all of you." Harry closes his eyes and tries to force away the coming headache, "Please...I don't care what time it is. I don't care if you're tired or not. I don't care if you have to pee. Just...please, take a nap. I want it quiet. An hour. That's all I ask for. One hour."

Harry doesn't bother to look if they obeyed or not, he leaves the room, stumbling every other step.

When Harry saw the table he dropped into the chair. He saw his letters idly sitting there. Crumpled and a bit torn, but okay. He sighed and his body ached. He needed sleep badly but he hurt too much to sleep, and he had given his last pain remover potion to Tony.

"Here," came a small voice.

Harry forced his eyes to open and saw Natasha standing there with a tray of tea in her hands.

"I thought I told you to stay in your room," Harry said a bit mean, even to his ears.

Natasha shrugged and placed the tea set on the table and took a seat. She poured some tea into a cup for her and one for Harry. "You told us to take a nap. I wasn't tired. It also looked like you could use a cup of tea."

Harry sighed, "I thought I told you the first night here not to do anything dangerous. Using the stove is dangerous."

"Which is why I asked one of the agents to make it. I just brought it over. It's my way of doing things," Natasha said and Harry understood. 'It's my way of saying I'm sorry.'

Harry took a whiff of his tea before sipping it. He sighed contently and then sent Natasha a small smile, "Sorry I snapped at you. You're right, I really needed a cup."

Natasha smiled back slightly, "It's okay. Tea is always good to calm the nerves. They only had Chamomile, so I hope that's okay."

"At this point, it's heaven," Harry answered.

Natasha shrugged, "It's okay, but I usually have different types of tea."

"Me too. Americans are too big on tea though. They prefer coffee." Harry said.

Natasha nodded and they went into a comfortable silence.

"Thank you again for this Natasha. It really did wonders for me. Maybe it's all in my mind, but tea time is always something that's meant to be relaxing."

"No problem. I like it too. I'm very used to it. Would it be okay if we did this every day while I'm here. I like your company," Natasha said.

Harry smiled and replied, "Of course. I'll even ask the agents to bring us a variation of tea."

"What did you do? You looked like you were dying," Natasha whispered, "Even now."

Harry sighed for what seemed the umpteenth time that day, "I just over did it with the magic, that's all. No need to worry. Another cup and I'll be as right as rain." Even though he offered a smile it didn't seem to work.

"It's more than just that. I can tell...I'm not sure how, but I can tell." Natasha said.

Harry looked at her and knew she wouldn't let the matter drop until she was properly informed. "My magic is like a person's energy. When I use it I have to sleep and eat to regain it. But these last few days I seemed to have been using it far too often without giving it a proper chance to regain it. I'm just tired, Natasha. I swear that's just it."

"Then you should go nap. I'll wake you up for dinner. If what you say is true then you need to eat. You are a bit thin. Don't think I haven't noticed. You don't eat much either. And you're skipping story time. Straight to bed after dinner," Natasha ordered.

Harry smiled at her, "I have things to do."

"They can wait. Your health is more important," Natasha insisted.

"The boys won't be too happy about not getting their story or their flying," Harry tried again, smile still in place.

"Tough. You won't be able to do those things if...if anything, happens to you," Natasha said quietly.

"Natasha...I swear, I'll be fine. But if you insist, let me just mail these letter to my friends letting them know I'm okay and I'm off to bed, okay?"

"Right." Natasha nodded and they both stood up. Natasha was quickly at his side. Even though she was too small to really help him, the gesture was there.

When they reached Harry room something caught his attention. His bag that Hagrid had given him was glowing. Furrowing his brow Harry walked over and opened it. He pulled out his magical communicator mirror.

"Dad?"

"Teddy?" Harry asked into the mirror. Soon he saw his godson's face.

"DAD!" Teddy exclaimed. Then his features went from blue hair to messy black hair and his golden eyes turned green. Harry noted that some other smaller features chanced as well, like Teddy's ears, nose, and cheekbones. He looked like he was actually Harry's son.

"Is there something wrong Teddy?" Harry asked.

"I'm supposed to visit you for the summer remember? I'm at your book shop but it's empty and outside is horrible," Teddy said and then added, "Are you okay?"

"Shite!" Harry cursed. He had completely forgotten about Teddy's plan to spend the summer with him. "Okay, listen Teddy. I'm going to send some people to come pick you up and they'll bring you to me. Just stay in the shop until they get there okay?"

"Okay. What's going on?" Teddy asked.

"Don't worry about it okay. Just...I'll explain everything when you get here," Harry promised and after Teddy nodded he cut the call. He then pulled out his cell and phone agent Hill.

"Is everything okay Potter?"

"I've got everything under control," Harry answered.

"I heard the Hulk got loose," Agent Hill said.

"Under control," Harry stressed.

"Then what can I do for you?" Agent Hill asked, aware of Harry's tone.

"My godson was supposed to spend the summer with me over here. He's at my book shop. Can you or someone pick him up and bring him over?" Harry asked.

"Yes of course. Anything else you need?"

"No." and he hung up. He didn't want to be rude but he was overly tired. And he was guilty, world invasion or not, that's no excuse for forgetting your kid(because Teddy is technically his son in all matters but blood)

"Who's Teddy?"

Harry spun around and stared at Natasha who was looking up at him curiously. "You'll see. He'll be here soon."

Even though Harry is possibly the worlds best parent, I think the mini avengers will eventually run him down. I know I can barely babysit mortal children for so long before I feel like tearing my hair out!

Also..in 2012 Teddy is supposed to be 14. Should I keep him like that or make him younger?

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