Here is Chapter 11. Considering this isn't a super exciting chapter, though it does have Bucky, I will hopefully be posting another chapter today or tomorrow. Please enjoy and review!

After Pepper left the room to go play with her dolls and show them her nails, the group went back under the fort and started the fifth movie. This one was Steve's personal favorite because of Umbridge. It wasn't that he liked Umbridge, but all of the things Umbridge caused. Like Dumbledore's Army, dealing with the blood quill, and all of her crazy rules. After the movie ended Clint headed off, because he had a private class with Katie, one of the many students he taught archery too.

After he left they started the Half- Blood Prince, which was Tony's favorite. They only remembered that it was Tony's favorite because he mentioned it every single time. The followed the movie with Deathly Hallows Part One and Part Two, and all cheered when Voldemort died.

"I don't get it," Natasha said, "The most dangerous wizard ever, and he just turns to paper."

"It is quite dramatic though," Thor inputted, and Natasha nodded her head and in agreement. Soon after that Thor headed home. Natasha and Steve left soon after. Since Steve could drive, he drove Natasha home and headed to his apartment. He arrived and entered, announcing he was home, and his mother came to great him. He kissed her on the check and they told each other about the past few days.

"How's Bucky?" he asked.

His mother laughed, "He's fine, go on, go check on him so I can prove I didn't kill him." Steve laughed, but still left the room to make sure he was okay. He entered his room and after seeing his hedgehog safely in his cage he smiled. He reached in and took it out.

"Hey Buck, did you miss me," he asked. For once the hedgehog was in a good mood. Steve took Bucky's ping pong ball out of the tub and put it on the floor with Bucky. Bucky scurried over to it on his three legs and started pushing it around. Steve watched him to make sure he didn't go near anything that could be harmful to him. Bucky started to push the ball back over to him, and Steve fed him a treat and gently stroked the animal. He had had Bucky for six years now. He picked Bucky up and headed back to the living room. His mom was in the kitchen when he arrived in the room, and saw the hedgehog in his hand.

"I told you a fed him," his mom replied.

"I know," said Steve, "I just wanted to make sure he was okay." His mother shook her head fondly. He left the hedgehog on the table under his mother's watchful eye, and raced back to his room. He grabbed some of his art supplies and came back. He settled down at the kitchen table and began to draw. He started to lightly sketch the seen around him. His mother starting dinner, Bucky scrambling across the table, the cupboards in the background, everything was included. After a while, he set aside his supplies and helped his mom with dinner. He chopped the carrots and set the table as his mom finished preparing the food. He brought Bucky back to his cage, washed his hands, and then joined his mother at the table as they said grace.

Later after he had finished helping his mom with the dishes, he headed back to his room to read some of the pages from his school book. They had a quiz later this week, and Steve wanted to be prepared for it. He also went over some of his history vocabulary words, even though he knew he had them memorized. Eventually it started to get late, and since it was Monday tomorrow, he called it a night.

In the morning Steve got up at 6:30. He fed Bucky first. He then took a shower and got dressed. Steve headed to the kitchen and put two pieces of bread in the toaster and started to make his lunch. When his toast was ready, he spread some jam across it and started to munch on it. By this time it was 7:10, so he grabbed his stuff, making sure he had his inhaler, and got in the car and started to drive to school. He parked in his parking spot and made his way to his locker. He grabbed his binder and art supplies, stopping for a second to use his inhaler. Steve then headed to the big oak tree his friends met at every day. Tony and Bruce were under the tree with their lips locked when he arrived. He walked over and they broke apart when they saw him arrive.

"I thought that was reserved for the janitor's closet," Steve teased. Tony scowled at him as Bruce laughed. The three of the joked around for a bit until Thor arrived and needed help on one of his science problems because he didn't know the word. Once the word was explained for him, he understood what the question was asking and quickly finished the work page.

Soon after, Natasha arrived. Clint wasn't with her. This was weird. The two were always together.

"Where's Clint?" Thor questioned. Natasha turned to look at him.

"At the orphanage," she replied.

"Will he be here later?" Steve wondered.

"No," replied Natasha as she moved on to another subject. Steve knew the whole group was curious as to why, but they knew better than to ask. They tried to shrug it off but none of them talked much after that. The bell eventually interrupted their silence and Steve headed to Mr. Fellerton's art class.

When he arrived, he took his seat and started on the sketch he had started the other day at home. He was adding the final touches on a pot when his teacher called for their attention.

"Okay class, today you can work on a project of your choice, but first I'm going to pass out the rubric of the required art pieces for the quarter. By the time the quarter ends, you must have done all of these and turned them in," he announced as he passed out a paper with the art pieces listed. Steve glanced over it and made note of all of the projects that were going to take a longer time, already planning how he would get all of them done.

The rest of his day was fairly boring considering he enjoyed art the most. He had fun with his friends at lunch, the highlight being when Tony tripped over a planter and fell into a bush. Like Natasha said, Clint hadn't arrived late, and she was strangely subdued. Steve was worried about her, but when questioned, she just brushed it off.

When he got home he worked on his homework and played with Bucky and went to his art class at 4:00. He got home at around 5:45. When it was around 6:00 he started dinner and his mom arrived home at around 6:15 to help him out. Dinner was on the table by 6:45, and they said grace before eating. Later he video called Clint to check on him, but he didn't pick up, so he called Natasha instead. She picked up and they talked a bit before she had to leave for dance. He finished his homework and studied for the review quizzes from last year before heading to bed.

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