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Dare You To Move Part Four

World - Avengers

Plot – Sydney Potter had one task. Find her biological father, confront him and then leave his life for good. But when she unexpectedly meets her soulmate and helps the Avengers defeat a psychotic robot, she finds that maybe staying is worth it.

Face Claim for Sydney Potter – Emilia Clarke (I just love her! Along with Katie McGrath but she's being used in TYB)

Pairing – Thor/Sydney

Chapter Fourteen

"So, in short, you received a diary, got told that James Potter was not your father and in all actuality, Tony Stark is and then to top off an already complicated situation, you've met your soulmate who just so happens to be the Norse God of Thunder. Lightning and in some stories, God of Fertility as well...Well…this is quite the predicament you've gotten yourself into, isn't it?"

Sydney sighed, her arms crossed as she watched her best friend paced backwards and forwards. She sat at a dining table that was in Thor's kitchen, the God having been banished into his room by Hermione so that she could have words with her best friend. There had been a moment of panic from the God, even going so far as to summon his hammer, Mjolnir, and Jarvis, but Sydney soon put a stop to that, calming the God down, and calling off the cavalry that Jarvis had wanted to send. And so, Sydney sat at the table, dressed and looking tired but listening intently to Hermione.

"Well, I didn't exactly bring it upon myself you know. It's much as a shock to me than it is to you. Both the father issue and soulmate issue."

Hermione stopped pacing and looked at Sydney. "I know you didn't, but…it's just…why didn't you come to me? You and I have been through so much, and then you didn't say anything, and I had to snoop! And you know I hate to snoop! Well, not really but you know what I mean. Why didn't you trust me enough to come to me for this?"

Sydney took a breath, leaning forward and placing her hands on the table. "It wasn't about you. A diary turns up, written by my dead mother and changes my life. And not in a good way, but in a way where everything I've been through, all I've learned…it was for nothing. So please, please forgive me if I didn't feel up to telling anybody. I just wanted to get to the bottom of it, and then dealt with."

Hermione placed her hands on the back of a chair, leaning forwards. "So, why not tell me? I could've helped."

"I don't doubt that, but if this was to get out, and the magical community knew about this, there would be an uproar and answers would have been demanded. How can I explain something I don't know myself?"

Hermione frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"The prophecy, Hermione. I had that bloody thing drilled into my head by Albus bloody Dumbledore stating that I was the 'Chosen One' because Voldemort chose me as his equal. But Tony Stark is my father, so really, I am not his equal. My mother was a muggleborn and my father is a muggle and I have no connections, or affiliations with James Potter whatsoever. So really, the prophecy was a load of shit. It all could have been avoided…"

"And someone else would have been in your place. I get that this changes things, but if Voldemort didn't pick you, someone else would have been in your position. And you're wrong. The prophecy did apply to you. It stated that a child born to parents that trice defeated the Dark Lord and while James Potter isn't your father, he still was on paper and thus, you were born. But I get your reasoning. Your mother lied…she lied, Syd…and you have the right to be angry."

Sydney stood up. "Of course I have a bloody right! I wonder if he knew…James…I wonder if he knew that I wasn't his daughter. My whole life could have been avoided if my mother had spoken the truth. I could have been raised in America and-"

"And Neville Longbottom would have been the Boy Who Lived…"

Sydney paused, the words stopping her rant. She sighed, sitting back down again and crossing her arms. Like always, Hermione was right. If Sydney didn't follow the path as the 'Chosen One', then Neville Longbottom would have been the Boy Who Lived. Or even worse, there wouldn't be a saviour and no-one would have been there to stop Voldemort. And that would have been something that she wouldn't be able to live with.

"I can't imagine what you must be going through, but if you need time, you have it."

Sydney nodded. "Thank you. I got offered a job offer today. From Tony. Join the Avengers and help us save the world. And get to know him at the same, as well as Thor."

Hermione tilted her head. "That sounds like a good idea."

Sydney looked up, frowning. "What?"

"Well, I've been considering having one of our own join the ranks of the Avengers. Not only because they need our magic, but it would be a test trail of sorts. I've often wondered how the muggles would react to a person with magic and this would be a way to do it. So, I give permission for you to join the Avengers. That way, you can keep an eye on my husband while you're at it."

"Of course, you would spin so that it works in your favour."

Hermione shrugged. "Of course…"

Sydney smiled. "So, I'm accepting it then? How will you live without me?"

"I'm sure I can cope. And besides, I go on maternity leave in about a weeks' time and you were originally going to be the one to take over for me but now that role will have to go to Draco. He's been asking after you, so talk to him yeah? You didn't speak to him much after the party for your birthday, though he has been busy planning a wedding."

Sydney nodded. She had spoken to Draco on her birthday, and he had told her of his wedding plans and ideas, but after the arrival of the diary, she had other things on her mind, and so did he. If he knew about the events of the last two days, it was no doubt that he would be there for her. She made a promise to herself to send message via patronus at the first chance she got, and made a note to break the news about her father, and her soulmate easy. After all, he was like a brother to her, and his reaction mattered.

"So, any parting orders before your husband walks in here and whisks you away?"

Hermione snorted. "Knowing my husband, he's probably in the vents right now, watching us. Also, don't blame him for telling me. He was worried, and so he told me about today."

"I kinda figured that he would eventually tell you somehow. Couldn't wait until I was ready to tell you about what's going on." Sydney complained.

"And I did it because you're family and if I didn't, I would have been killed by my wife, or worse she would have abstained sex from me." Clint announced as he dropped from the ceiling onto the table in front of her. He then jumped off the table and gave his wife a kiss on the cheek.

Sydney scoffed, rolling her eyes at his words. "The fact that both of you seemed to think that there are worse things than death is amusing. I remember a certain someone telling me once that getting expelled was worse than death."

"Yeah well, great minds think alike." Hermione smirked. "Speaking of soulmates, I think that I need to meet yours. After our first impression, I think a meeting is needed."

"Well, I don't know…you already had the full-frontal, all-access pass in all things Thor." Sydney smirked.

Clint gave his wife a look as she sighed. "Yeah, let's not bring that up…ever…again."

"Well, someone was a little too eager to see me. I can't help it if I was in the middle of having a mind-blowing orgasm. You should work on your timing." Sydney teased.

"You know, you may be the Mistress, but I know a few non-verbal hexes that I can cast without a wand." She warned, giving Sydney a look.

Sydney waved her hands up in surrender. "Sorry…anyway, THOR! YOU CAN COME OUT NOW. IT'S SAFE. THE PREGNANT DRAGON LADY WILL NOT YOU!"

Hermione glared at a chuckling Sydney as Thor slowly approached from his bedroom, walking over to the trio near the table. He arrived, standing awkwardly, not sure of what to do.

"Sit. We need to have words." Hermione commanded, as she sat down herself, pulling Clint with her, and he sat in the chair next to her.

Thor nodded, looking to Clint who shrugged as he sat down next Sydney. Sydney grabbed his hand, entwining her fingers with his and gave him a reassuring smile.

"So, you're my best friend's soulmate. The one that has to put up with her for the rest of his miserable life." Hermione began, causing Clint to snort and Sydney to shout out in protest. Hermione eyed them both before continuing. "What I'm about to say I'm only going to say once, so listen up and listen good. Sydney Potter is my sister in all but blood, but thanks to a blood spell, we're considered sisters. She's been my rock, my home and my confident for the last twenty odd years since I first met her on the train heading to Hogwarts. She's my best friend, my saviour and the god-mum to my children. She was the maid of honour at our wedding and has been there for everything little damn thing I have been through. So, you can guess that she is the world to me. In fact, if I was gay and we had no soulmarks, I think I would have married her by now and she would be the one knocked up and not me. And no Clint, she cannot share our bed tonight no matter how much you wish to have a threesome."

Clint looked disappointed, as Sydney blew a kiss to Hermione who rolled her eyes. Thor, however, looked terrified of the pregnant lady sitting in front of him.

"So, with that say, if you do anything, and I mean anything to harm or wound or upset Sydney and her perfect self, I will not hesitate to hex you. I don't care that you're the God of Thunder, or immortal or from Asgard. I know spells like no other, such as spells that can turn you into a woman or perhaps remove that rather large appendage that lays between your legs or spells that will force you to the bidding of every woman in the world or worse, experience the joys of being a woman while still have the body of a man. I did that to Clint once and let's just say he never complains about our time of the month ever again. Believe when I say this, I will hex you, murder you and harm you in such a way that no-one will ever find the body. So, do not ever harm Sydney because you'll regret if you do and that's putting it lightly. Am I clear?" Hermione finished, crossing her fingers in front of her and staring straight at Thor.

Thor gripped Sydney's hand tight before giving Hermione a brisk nod. "Yes, milady, you have my word that I will not harm Sydney. I have waited a long time for my soulmate, so believe when I say I will not hurt her. I am ready to make her the happiest maiden in the Nine Realms."

Hermione glared at him, before giving a brisk nod back. "I am satisfied with that answer."

Thor laughed. "You are brave, milady. I've fought in battles where I've feared for my life, but you and your speech alone has made me more terrified than those times I fought in the battles."

"Yeah, she has that affect. Trust me." Clint commented, earning a glare from his wife.

"I am sorry if I cause offence, but why is the Archer here?" Thor asked, wondering why Clint was even in the room.

"Clint and Hermione are soulmates and very much married." Sydney explained. Thor nodded, accepting the answer.

"Now, I've met the soulmate, time to meet the father. I gather he is in his lab?" Hermione inquired, turning to Clint. He nodded and she smiled. "Great. I'll be back in a tick."

With a loud astounding 'CRACK!', Hermione had disappeared, apparating out of the room. Thor frowned, confused as to where she went. There was a moment of silence, and Thor looked to Sydney, who was staring at her fingernails, and then he looked to Clint who was staring at the ceiling, thinking intensely. Thor felt even more confused, wondering why no-one was explaining about Hermione, when suddenly, a very manly like girlish scream echoed through the tower.

"What on Odin was that?" Thor jumped, looking around widely.

"Hermione found Tony." Sydney said, not stating anything further.

"Oh. Well, I know he feels. Poor Tony."

Poor Tony indeed.

0*0*0*0*0

Tony Stark was just not having a good day. First, he finds out he's a daddy, (Mazel Tov! Stark), then he finds out that his teammate his daughter's soulmate and not only that, he scarred for life after witnessing the full glory of his teammate. He then decided, after that conversation with his daughter, Thor and Bruce, to seek solace in his lab, getting back to work on his suits. He was tinkering away on one of the newer models of his suit when a loud 'CRACK!' echoed in the room and he stopped, looking up and frowning at the noise.

He placed his tools on the table beside him, and stood up from his wheelie stool. Dummy was playing around, moving around his circles, but the loud sound didn't come from his Dummy. He moved around his lab, picking up an abandoned piece of pipe and using it like a sword, held it up and moved again, keeping a wary eye out. He turned around a row of tall hard drives, when suddenly a woman walked into his view and he screamed.

It wasn't one of those manly screams you'd often hear in the films when the man is screaming out in pain or agony and it's sexy. Oh no, this scream was a girlish, a little-too-many pitches high scream that even Tony was surprised with himself for producing it. Amidst his screaming, he was unaware that the woman standing in front of him was trying to grab his attention. The woman then sighed, pulling out her wand and waving it at him. Immediately the screaming stopped and Tony freaked it even more. He tried to scream again, but he couldn't. He then tried to talk, but he couldn't even do that. He then realised that he had lost his voice, and that the woman was responsible for it. He then looked at the woman, frowning at her. His eyes bugged out when he saw that she was pregnant and Tony inwardly cursed, before counting back the months and then shaking his head wondering why on earth was he seriously considering that the unborn child was his but given the day he had, he wouldn't be surprised.

After concluding that the woman was indeed a stranger and that he had never met her before and that her child was not his, he then decided that the best thing would be to throw the pipe at the woman and run away. And so he did, chucking the pipe at and girlishly running away, his hands in the air as he tried to scream again, but no sound come. Suddenly, a bright light engulfed him and he feel to the floor backwards, landing on his back. He groaned at the feeling, pain hitting him hard.

"Bloody hell, this is so not going the way I wanted it to." The woman muttered.

Tony frowned, picking up that the woman had an accent, quite like a certain witch. The woman then came into his view, and he looked properly at her. She was quite pretty, with messy brown hair that was pulled into a bun, sharp cheekbones and chocolate brown eyes. She leaned down so that she was on her knees, groaning as she did.

"This is so not the position to be in but it'll hold. Now, I've only just placed a body-binding spell on you and removed your voice. Nothing much, just I need you to pay attention. My best friend is apparently your daughter and with that comes great responsibility. Sydney is…well she's a troublemaker and given what I know about you, it seems fitting. She's often wild, reckless and over the top but she is also kind, caring and puts others before her. Which is why I will be needing you to promise me something. No doubt you want to get to know her, find out those things for yourself but you need to promise me that you will not push her, or hurt her. She's already been through so much and she has had many things taken from her and I will not let anything else get taken from her. So please, promise me that you will protect her like a father should, learn to love her like a father should and be there for her, like a father should. Do promise me this?"

She looked at him, her eyes pleading with him and he blinked. He then blinked rapidly, and she gasped, before waving her and over him and he felt the body bind spell lift off him, allowing him to move again.

"I promise. You know, it's funny, never in a million years did I think I'd even have children and out of the blue, a daughter turns up. But I find myself wanting to know her, protect her and love her. She's my flesh and blood. So, I promise." Tony assured her. "Now, who are you? Not that I minded you casting spells on me and threatening me but who are you?"

She smiled. "Hermione Granger."

"Tony Stark."

She laughed. "I know. My job is in counterintelligence, Mr Stark, well magical counterintelligence and Sydney just so happens to be one of my agents. So, I know all about you. I heard you offered Sydney a position with the Avengers. I've told her to accept it. You'll need her."

"Well she'll be handy, that's for sure. And it'll be a chance for us to get to know each other, and for her to know Thor." Tony shivered at his name. "Sorry…I just…kinda branded with the memory of Thor's glorious body."

"Oh yes…I know what you of. If I wasn't married and knocked up…." She trailed off, and Tony didn't need for her finished her sentence. He got the gist.

He then stood up and offered out his hand. She accepted it gratefully, and he helped her up.

"Thank you. Now, I need really need to be getting home. But thank you for assuring me of your promise. Good luck Mr Stark. You're going to need it."

With another loud 'CRACK!', Hermione disappeared.

Tony paused for a moment, before stomping his way out of his lab and getting onto the elevator.

"Jarvis, where's my daughter?"

"She's currently located on Thor's floor."

"Take me there."

"Sir, I don't think-"

"J, buddy, don't argue. I need to talk to her."

"As you wish Sir."

The elevator hummed as it moved, before stopping completely on Thor's allocated floor. Tony stepped out, walking into the lavish living room and frowned when no one was there. He could see that the table had been used, as the chairs were out but no one was around. Suddenly, a sound coming from the bedroom made him jump and he turned towards it, before walking quickly to investigate.

He reached the main bedroom, stopping at the doorway as the sight before him made him stand in shock.

Lying on the bed, with her legs spread was his daughter, moaning in ecstasy. Thor was down near her lady parts, eating her out furiously.

"OH, COME ON!"

Somewhere in the tower, Bruce sighed as his high hearing picked up the sounds of his best friend screaming loudly.

Steve frowned at the commotion that echoed in the tower, then continued eating his sandwich.

Natasha, along with Clint (who left the lovebirds after they kept giving each other 'fuck me' stares) spoke in Russian about the day's events, looked up at the sound of Tony's voice, but then shrugged and went back to their conversation.

But somewhere, way up high in the clouds, the bitch Fate cackled merrily, watching the sight before her. She rubbed her hands gleefully as she watched Tony Stark squirm in his current situation.

"Oh, I love my job…"

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