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Birthday Sax
"Birthday Sex, Birthday Sex," Tony sung as he danced around the backyard, making Steve blush and shake his head and Natasha to smirk.
"What are you singing?" Harley asked as he held Charlie's hand, both looking up at Tony with wide eyes.
Tony stumbled to a halt. "I-uh-um."
"Birthday Sex, Birthday S-E-X!" Harley repeated in the same tune Tony had sung.
"You're in trouble now." Natasha said with a smirk.
Tony waved his hands, "no need to copy ol' Uncle Tony! He was just singing an adult song."
"But I want to sing it too!" Harley said as he looked around at all the decoration. "I wanna sing it for Daddy!"
"Me-me too!" Charlie added.
"I don't think that's a good idea," Steve said as he came over.
"But Daddy will want a song about his birthday!" Harley said with a stomp of his foot, "it's about a birthday saxophone! Daddy loves jazz."
Tony sighed, that was one little misunderstanding that had gone well for once. All the others in the past always seemed to end with him getting slapped in the face by some woman…. Moving on.
Harley and Charlie continued to sing the song, unbeknown to the others, Clint approached and his brows rose as he heard their little song.
"And who thought it was a good idea to teach the twins about such a word?" Clint said as he approached, putting down the cheese plate onto the long table that was already piled with food.
Natasha pointed to Tony who looked guilty.
Clint shrugged, "I'll leave it to you to explain the birds and bees then."
Tony paused before he smirked. "Are you sure you want me, famed ex-bachelor, to tell your children that story?"
Clint snorted. "You know if you give any vulgar details not only will Nat castrate you but Harry would spell them to your forehead for the rest of your life."
Tony gulped. Natasha did send him a particularly evil looking smirk…
"What would I spell onto Tony?" Harry asked as he came out, catching the flying Harley in his arms.
"DADDY UNCLE TONY TAUGHT ME THIS COOL NEW SONG IT GOES LIKE THIS OKAY BIRTHDAY S-" Harley's words were muffled by the large hand clamped over his mouth.
Harry raised a brow at Tony who looked sheepish.
"Why can't my son sing me a lovely birthday tune?" Harry questioned.
"He… he needs to ugh, work on his pitch…?" Tony said as he scooped Harley out of Harry's arms. "I'll just go help him with it… inside."
Tony then ran off with Harley laughing loudly at being jostled about.
"You heard everything didn't you?" Nat said with a smirk as Harry returned it.
"Of course. Tony should have known by now that I hear everything that goes on."
The group all chuckled.
"So I think that's about all the food the table can handle," Ron said as he placed the last plate of homemade mini pumpkin pies and treacle tarts on the table, kept warm by a stasis charm.
"You guys have done way too much," Harry said as he took in all the decorations strung up through the trees around their farmhouse and the soft glowing lumos that were floating about like fairy lights. Obviously Hermione's touch.
Even though only last month they had gathered together the entire family bar the older Weasley matriarch and patriarch who were feeling a little too old for an international floo, had come for the weekend.
Harry had been surprised at what was supposed to be a small breakfast with the Avengers (minus Thor who was coming with Jane later, and Pepper who was on her way with Happy) when the floo had roared to life and one by one spat out families of redheads.
Tents had been set up around the field and the day had been spent out at the pitch with the family and even the Avengers with their powers playing a game of Quidditch.
It helped that Viktor had been there for the children to ogle over - much to the confusion of the Avengers. Unsurprisingly, it was a sight for Viktor to see the full Avengers as well and he had shaken Natasha's hand thoroughly and thanked her for her work in the Soviet.
All in all, the day had gone splendidly.
"It's not everyday your husband turns 35 after all," Clint said as he wrapped a thick arm around Harry's waist.
Harry just smiled in reply and pat Clint on the hand that rested on his waist. "Catching up to you soon...old man."
"Has that damn kid been telling more stories," Clint growled out as he tried to spot the teens.
"Pietro just said that you'd pulled your back a bit trying to chase after all the kids after they had used some lovely magical pens to draw on an unsuspecting napper on the couch."
"Lucky those pens wash off. Thank god for Hermione and forward thinking. Of course all the kids were going to draw everywhere except on the paper." Clint said as Harry chuckled at his misfortune.
"Bruce told me that the works were a masterpiece," Harry added.
"Course he did," Clint said, "I had a mini-hulk drawn expertly on my left forearm with a few extra portraits of big green. It seems the kids were inspired by his work to make their own Avengers inspired additions."
"The perfect human canvas," Steve said with a chuckle as he came over. He handed both Clint and Harry a beer each which they thanked him for.
"Potter get your insufferable child and boy toy OFF ME," came a yell from the house as a tall blond stumbled out with Harley wrapped around one leg and Tony latched onto the other side. Both were laughing hysterically.
"Why hello Draco, where is Scorpius?" Harry said as he smirked at the sight of his old school nemesis trying to fight off the two latching onto him.
"I'm here Mr Potter-Barton, Sir," Scorpius said as he ran out from inside with Teddy hot on his heels.
"Come back here cousin," Teddy yelled as he tried to scoop up the young boy. Half of Teddy's face was covered in blue slime. His face was split in a wide grin. "You can't go running for help!"
Harry laughed and ruffled Scorpius' hair as he ran and hid behind both he and Clint. "How many times have I told you to just call me Harry. We are practically family after all."
"Don't tell him that, Potter, he's going to get even more hard to handle," Draco said as he finally got Tony and Harley to release him as he brushed down the wrinkles in his shirt.
Scorpius stuck out his tongue at his father. "Am not."
Teddy scooped up the blonde child as he tickled his sides, finally letting up as he headed inside to clean up. Scorpius was left grinning and chuckling to himself.
"So Scorpius, how has your schooling been going? I know your father said your tutors have praised your knowledge about charms." Harry said as the young boy looked up at him.
"It's been great but I can't wait to get my wand and actually try it out soon," Scorpius said excitedly.
Draco snorted. "Soon being 2 years, Scorpius. No need to be so hasty."
Clint chuckled. "Or you can just do lots more accidental magic to drive your dad up the wall."
Scorpius grinned. "Oh don't worry. I've been trying."
"Merlin help me there's so many nuisances around me," Draco muttered to himself.
Suddenly Thor arrived, landing down from flight with a crack of lightning despite the clear skies.
Charlie ran over and lifted her arms up. Thor picked her up and settled her gently in his arms as he walked over. Despite Mjolnir being held in one hand, Thor was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.
"Thor, welcome. Where's Jane?" Harry asked.
"We-we have had a fight. I fear she has fallen out of her love for me." Thor said softly.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," Harry said as he pat Thor's arm. "She doesn't know what she's missing."
"I fear with all my travels between the realms she believes that I have left her for too long. She said she cannot keep waiting for my return every time I leave." Thor explained. "But I cannot abandon my duties to the nine realms. As a Prince of Asgard I must protect the people."
Charlie nodded and wrapped her arms around Thor's neck. "You're nice, Thor. We all love you."
"Not me," Tony said with a snort as Charlie turned her small glare on him. Tony gulped. "I mean, yeah, we all love point-break here…"
Charlie stared for a moment longer before nodding and hugging Thor again. "You can eats lots of chocolate with us."
Thor grinned, despite the misty look in his eyes as he gently carried Charlie. "But of course! We have a feast to celebrate Warrior Harry's day of birth!"
Harley cheered as he ran around the group. "CHOCOLATEEEEEE!"
"Okay, who already gave him sweets?" Clint said as he looked at the group around them.
The majority of the group shrugged or shook their heads.
Steve looked abashed.
"Rogers…" Clint said darkly.
"He said that one bar would be okay, he begged for it. His little face was looking at me all big and hopeful- I- I couldn't say no," Steve said as he hung his head in shame.
"I told you he'd go on a sugar high, I warned you he can be a little devil to get what he wants. Like the snake tricked Eve, man, forbidden fruit although this time it's the demon chocolate bar." Clint said with a shake of his head as Harley continued to run circles around them.
Harry just looked amused as Clint chastised Steve.
"I believe he'll be your responsibility tonight, Steve," Clint said as he pointed to the blur that was now running rings around Harley who was hysterically laughing. "Make that both of those terrors."
Steve just nodded and turned to look at Pietro and Harley now racing about the open field. The other kids had just joined in. Wanda just was standing aside with a small smirk.
"Go on Scorpius," Harry encouraged. "I'm sure Harley can introduce you to Pietro and Wanda. Plus Teddy will be cleaned up soon, from whatever prank you played."
Scorpius nodded before he raced off.
"Charlie, Darlin' don't you want to play with the others?" Clint asked as Charlie shook her head.
"I wanna stay with Thor…" Charlie said softly.
"Alright Honey-Bee," Clint said. "Thor, beer?"
Thor nodded and moved to look at the floating lights with Charlie, oddly silent for the usual loud and cheery man. Charlie was whispering something to Thor softly as he nodded every so often to her words.
Harry felt his heart clench as he watched his only daughter with their friend.
Clint walked back inside the house with Draco, the two trading banter as they went, some of it scathing but the smirks on their faces showed it was all in good fun.
Harry watched them for a moment before turning as a hand touched his arm.
"Yes?" Harry said as he saw Scorpius was back.
"I was wondering, Harry, if you could help my Dad?" Scorpius asked, looking up at Harry.
"Help him with what?" Harry said with a smile.
"Well, I know my Mother, she passed away when I was born and I've only ever had Dad, and well he can be a bit overbearing at times… What I wanted to ask was if you knew anyone who could be with my Dad?" Scorpius asked.
Harry was shocked for a moment before smiling softly and ruffling the small blonde's hair. "I assure you Scorpius that your Dad and I have had this talk and you know what he says? That you give him more than enough happiness than he could ever ask for. I just don't think he is ready to move on from your Mother yet."
Scorpius looked down at his feet, a small smile on his face. "Ok. But keep an eye out for anyone Dad might like, ok?"
"I promise." Hardy said as he held out his pinkie, which was soon wrapped up in a smaller digit.
Harry watched as Scorpius ran off, laughing as he tripped and continued on.
Hardy moved over to the few chairs and transfigured sofas circled around, sitting down as he waved a bottle of beer his way, which came flying from the large metal tub filled with ice and drinks.
"Food?" Clint said as he appeared with a plate piled with an assortment of all of Harry's favourite things.
"Brilliant, thanks Love," Harry said as he tucked into one of Molly's sent pumpkin pasties with a moan.
Clint smirked. "If you keep this up I'm going to have to steal the birthday boy away from his own party."
"Why that sounds like a wonderful idea, we have pawned the kids off to Tony…" Harry said as he learnt forward for a kiss.
Clint wrapped a hand into the back of Harry's neck, deepening the kiss as the background faded-
"DADDDYYYYYY! OW! CHARLIE BIT ME!"
The two pulled apart with a sigh.
"And so it continues." Harry said with a chuckle as Harley came running across the grass with his hand clutched to his chest.
"You stay here and relax, I'll be on mediating duty tonight." Clint said as he stood and scooped up Harley, walking back to the house.
Harry just shook his head, leaning back into the couch. Just another normal day.
Except it wasn't. There was a shadow hanging overhead. The other Weasleys didn't know about the trip Harry was going to take in a month. It was a secret kept between the Trio and the Avengers.
Even the kids didn't know. Teddy knew, unfortunately and Harry had many a long talks with his eldest about the need for him to go.
Harry sighed.
Damn himself and his stupid need to help others.
"Need a top up, Saint Potter?" Draco asked as he sat down.
"Actually, yeah thanks Draco."
"Too late, already sat down." Draco said with a smirk as Harry shook his head with a smile.
"Easy enough," Harry said as he waved his hand as another two beers came their way.
Draco took his drink, his face suddenly serious.
"I looked into what you asked. It was hard, but I got them fixed for you," Draco pulled out a brown flat package from the inside of his jacket pocket, the box resizing as he handed it to Harry. "Are you still serious about this?"
"Yeah, thanks Draco. I owe you." Harry said as he pulled aside the top wrapper, opening the box as he looked down into a familiar carved frame.
Harry wrapped it up again and with a thought, the box was gently floating into the house.
"And this is for you," Draco said as he held out another slim box, about the length of his forearm. It was wrapped in brilliant silver paper that shined with a blood red ribbon tied in a bow.
"Draco, you know you didn't have to…" Harry said.
The blonde snorted and pressed the box into Harry's hands. "Just open it already, Potter."
He took great care unwrapping it, coiling the ribbon gently on the seat next to him and folding the wrapping paper carefully.
Draco didn't say anything. Over the years, he had learnt of the life Harry had had before and during Hogwarts and knew why he treasured every gift given to him - for every one he hadn't received as a child the family he know had made sure he had two to replace it. Whether something small and thoughtful or something grand and lavish, Harry cherished each one as a thoughtful gift from the giver.
"Draco, these are beautiful," Harry said as he let out a breath.
Inside the box were a set of blades. The handles of each held a rearing dragon carved into the curved hilt. The left side hilts were the dragon rearing upwards, with the tail wrapped down around the hilt before curling up the other side. The dragons were inlaid with gold with jewelled eyes of aquamarine.
The blades were sharp and double edged. There was an inscription down the blade, in an old language Harry remembered only from History of Magic.
"These are Goblin-made aren't they?" Harry said softly as he trailed his fingers down the inscription.
"That they are. The silver used for the blades was forged in Atlantis. They hold magical properties to never rust, never crack or break and will forever stay sharp. Atlantis Silver has been found to withstand anything in this world. The hilts I had made for you."
"They're beautiful. But Draco, this must have cost a fortune." Harry said as he looked to his friend. "I can't accept these."
"You can and you will." Draco said as he rested a hand on Harry's shoulder. "The original blades are from my own vault and it cost nothing I wouldn't happily pay the Goblins to ensure you had the hilts done properly. If you are going to be insistent to bloody travel into space you're going to be armed with something that can kill even big purple aliens."
Harry chuckled but lifted the blades out of the box. As soon as he held one in his hand the dragon shimmered and began to move, its tail curling around Harry's wrist in a gentle caress as the head of the dragon butted against his curled fingers before settling back into place.
Draco blinked at that. It hadn't worked like that for him or for the Goblins...
Harry could feel the magic pulsing off the blades. It was beautiful, pure and white but with the same darkness the Goblins always held, for bloodlust and death hiding away beneath it.
"Wow."
"You better take good care of them, Potter, and yourself. I would hate to tell Scorpius you perished to some alien monster on some faraway planet." Draco drawled as he dropped his hand.
"I promise I will." Harry said as he placed the daggers back. "Thank you Draco. I will cherish them dearly."
And little did Harry know just how useful these two blades would become.