Babysitting Kidvengers

Chapter 11: Seven Potters 2.0

When Clint came back inside with a huge smile on his face and Natasha behind him with a smile on her face everyone knew that Harry had somehow done it again. He had fixed the problem and everyone was happy and everything was right.

But it wasn't right...not all of it.

Thor listened as his friends happily exclaimed their new delights about a big family they had found. He was happy for them, he really was. They were in their play room while Harry helped Teddy settle into his own room.

Natasha and Clint explained how they were now Harry's kids because they didn't have anywhere else to go once they were 'cured', whatever that meant.

Thor chatted with them for a while about their plans about being a new family. Tony admitted feeling weird about not being an only child anymore but said he wouldn't mind so much as long as they didn't hog all of Harry's attention.

"Well you can't hog it all either!" Clint exclaimed.

"Yeah, Tony. You have to share!" Natasha added.

Tony rolled his eyes and said, "I have lots of things I can invent to help Harry. You guys can use the time I'm working on my projects to hang with Harry...or when I'm having some bro-time with Teddy."

Natasha rolled her eyes but didn't argue. She knew Harry would make sure they all get enough attention and didn't need to hear Tony's talk of nonsense.

"Whatever. I want to go play. Steve, wanna play Frisbee with me?"

The blonde perked up and nodded. Steve really liked spending time with Harry and the others and was a bit bummed out about not being able to be adopted by him too, but he had his mom waiting for him. And he really enjoyed playing with Natasha, and welcomed the distraction.

Clint bit his tongue of making kissing noises or any sort of comment. He had finally, sort of, gained Natasha's good side and wasn't going to ruin it. He liked not being punched, thank you very much.

"Come on blondie, I'll kick you butt in the video game again," Tony said as he tapped Clint's shoulder and then turned to Bruce, "You can play winner...so basically you're gonna play me when I win."

"Hey! You only won last time because Loki threw something at my head!" Clint yelled.

"You were being a bit loud and using bad words," Bruce said.

"Don't matter! That didn't count! I demand a rematch!" Clint said.

"Bring it! It doesn't matter what your excuses are, I'll beat you regardless!" Tony said and it continued on as the smart brunettes went to the game station with Clint.

Thor was about to follow them when he noticed that Loki wasn't with the group. He turned around and looked for his brother and saw him sitting out on the balcony patio table. When Thor approached Loki he saw the very upset look Loki had as he held the book of magic the sorcerer had given him very tightly.

"Brother?" Thor asked tentatively as he sat himself in the seat next to Loki.

Loki didn't look up and kept his gaze steadily on the book in his lap. He whispered, "What?"

"You do not wish to play with the others?" Thor asked, trying to keep the happy in his voice, but his worry for his brother made it hard.

"No," Loki said definitively.

Thor bit his inner cheek as he thought of how to make approach the matter. He thought back to his talk with the sorcerer about missing his own home. Maybe the sickness of home has gotten to his brother? The sorcerer commented that the friends he has called would help cure them and they would be going home soon. He smiled encouragingly and repeated the news to his brother, "The magical one believes we will be cured of whatever illness we have soon. We shall return home before you know it brother and-"

"Silence yourself!" Loki barked. He was suddenly panting, his face red, and his eyes narrowed with anger.

Thor swallowed and asked quietly, "Do you not miss home brother?"

Loki was quiet for a very long time before he stood up and turned toward the inside of the tower. With his back to his brother Loki replied, "No. And that is where the problem lies, does it not? I wish to nap."

Thor watched as his brother disappeared into their room and shut the door. He frowned and sat there for a moment trying to understand what just happened. He thought a lot about what had happened the last few days and about his brother and what his responsibilities as the older brother were. After another moment he stood up and went to search for the sorcerer.

He knocked on the door that was the younger sorcerer's new room and waited for their attention.

"Thor. Is everything okay?" Harry asked as he looked at the crestfallen godling.

"I...I do not know. May we speak?" Thor asked as he finally looked up to meet Harry's gaze.

Harry saw the confusion in Thor's eyes and nodded. He turned to Teddy and said, "Go keep an eye on the others okay? I'll be there when we're done."

"Okay," Teddy nodded and left after he ruffled Thor's hair fondly and gave him a smile.

"Come on Thor. Let's go to the kitchen and get a snack, okay?" Harry asked and the young god just nodded and grabbed Harry's offered hand and they walked to the kitchen.

Harry served them some milk and opened up a box of strawberry pop tarts and offered Thor a smile. "What's wrong?"

Thor nibbled on his pop tart and looked unsure of himself. Similar like the day when Harry found him in his bed home sick. The idea popped into his mind, but Harry somehow knew it wasn't that.

"Have you really adopted them?" Thor asked while looking intently at his lap instead of Harry.

Harry himself blinked in surprised and suppressed a sigh. He knew it would get him in trouble, but it made the little ones happy so it couldn't be the worst decision he's made. He thought over his years at Hogwarts and nodded. Nope, it was definitely not the worst decision he's ever made.

"I have...they are in need of a good home and seem to like me." Harry answered.

"Would...would there be room for one more?" Thor asked quietly.

Harry furrowed his brow. Thor only had happy things to say about his family and home back in Asgard. Maybe it was just childish jealousy of the others?

"What do you mean Thor?" Harry asked.

"Would...would it be possible...for you to adopt Loki as well, sorcerer?" Thor asked.

Ah, Harry thought as it made more sense now. Harry really admired Thor's strong sense of brotherly duty. From the files he's read on him, as well as Hill's and Fury's thoughts, he saw the dedication as a brother Thor had. It was definitely expressed even now as a child. He wanted Harry to adopt his brother where he seemed to be happier even if it meant that they would be separated. That sort of loyalty was rare in noble families, and Harry was glad to be able to see it.

He lifted Thor's chin with his fingers and smiled at him, "Is that what has you upset?"

The blonde nodded, "Loki is upset. It is like the others have said. Here, with you, we all feel welcomed and accepted and good. Our needs are met and we feel very well taken care of and loved. Tony was able to be adopted because his family is not good. While Natasha and Clint do not have a home at all, so tis only the honorable thing for you to do to adopt them...but Loki has a family but...he feels more welcomed here. If it makes him feel better, and you are capable of it...I beg of you, please take in my brother!"

Harry was astonished by the fire in Thor's eyes as he made his plea. The wizard imagine it must be painful to think about them being separated at some point, but he was still willing to do this for Loki if that meant his brother was happy.

The wizard thought about a way he can help Thor without giving Hermione a reason to slap him upside the head.

He smiled at Thor and placed a hand on his shoulder, "Don't worry about it okay? I have an idea that I think will make everyone happy."

"You will take Loki in?" Thor perked up but Harry saw the sadness in his eyes as well.

Harry just nodded, "I need to do some paperwork first. I'll reveal what my plan is later this evening. Where is Loki now?"

"He wished for slumber and has gone to our bed chamber," Thor answered.

Harry nodded again and stood up, "Go and play with the others alright Thor. I promise I'll fix everything."

Thor smiled at Harry and hugged him suddenly. He whispered a small, "Thank you."

Harry was surprised by the action but returned the hug. He knelt down to Thor's eye level and placed a hand on his shoulder, "I promise Thor...everything will be okay. Even for you. Now go play."

Thor tilted his head but didn't ask further and followed Harry's orders.

Harry walked to his room and summoned a book from his bag. It took about an hour of enchanting but he finally charmed it to do what he wanted. He went to the kid's room where Loki was the only one in there.

"Lumos!" Loki said and the tip of Harry's old wand lit up and blinked a few times before it went out. Loki frowned and glared at the wand.

Harry smiled and spoke softly as he walked to Loki's bed, "I had trouble with that one too when I was first learning it."

"I am just horrible," Loki said miserable.

"You are not. You're really talented Loki. And you're very young. You'll get stronger as you get older, I promise." Harry swore.

"I have learned more in ways of combat magic in these few days than I have an entire season in Asgard!" Loki exclaimed.

Harry furrowed his brow, "Like I said. You're still young. It will come in time."

"Father has taught Thor plenty with weaponry and he is only a few short years older than I," Loki said.

Harry nodded and sat beside Loki and just sat there for a moment.

"I will miss this." Loki whispered.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Feeling like I matter," Loki replied.

"But you do matter," Harry said.

Loki shook his head, "Not as much as Thor. They believe I do not notice but I do. He is preferred. Here...here is the most he and I have ever been equal."

"Hey...I want to show you something," Harry said as he took out the book he had prepared. It was old and leathery with thick parchment pages and elegant calligraphy.

"What is it?" Loki asked as he moved to get a better look at the book.

"It's a record of my family," Harry answered and opened up the first page. "In homes with families who have long lines of heritage, they are recorded into what are called Family Trees. These trees are usually imprinted onto the walls of a home. Like a tapestry that shows our linage and history." Loki nodded in understanding of what Harry was saying. Harry continued as he flipped through the pages. He stopped at a page and allowed Loki to get a clear very of it. "In this book though, I have the family history of both my Lord titles. Both the Potter and Black family. Once Teddy comes of age I'll transfer everything that is properly his by birth to him. But for now it belongs to me because my grandmother was a Black who married a Potter. Teddy's grandmother was a Black too, which makes him the proper and unfortunately the sole heir of the Black fortune...after me. But I already have the Potter Lord title and fortune."

Harry flips to the last used page where Loki spotted the name Harry James Potter.

"That's you," Loki commented and Harry nodded. Under Harry's name was Teddy's, though it was still connected to Tonk's and Remus'. Loki was able to see how Teddy's mother's side was connected to the Black family.

"Give me your hand Loki," Harry asked and held out his own.

Loki immediately handed over his hand, complete faith in the wizard. Harry summoned a small needle and told him, "This might sting a bit."

Then he prodded Loki's index finger and allowed two drops of his blood to fall onto the page. The book absorbed the blood but instead of leaving a smudge or ink blot, the drops took shape of words and connected to Harry's name the same way as Teddy's. Under Harry's name and next to Teddy was the name Loki Potter.

Loki gasps and took the book from Harry and scratched a bit at his name but it was really there. Tears stung in his eyes as he looked up at Harry.

Harry just smiled and said, "I hope you like having a lot of brothers and a sister."

Loki's only response was to hug Harry very tightly.

Harry repeated the action with all of them. He sat them down just before dinner and explained it to them, "This makes all of you honorary Potter's. It doesn't mean I am fully stealing you from your families, but you are all legally my children for the time being and until everything gets resolved."

Tony pouted, "What if I want to be your kid forever?"

Harry just chuckled and ruffled his hair, "It works that way too. Now...who's ready for dinner?"

Everyone's faces lit up, already happy about all being adopted, and now they would allow Harry to cook for them. Everything was happy for this odd, new, never boring family.