Chapter 38 -

"Well...it looks like we have a problem." Harry said as he arrived just in time to find several men with guns aimed at Bucky, Sam and Steve while Sharon Carter stood in-between them and was trying to get the men to stand down. "Stand down." Harry ordered as he stepped in the middle of things, making his presence known.

"They want to arrest Bucky." Steve said.

"I know." Harry replied.

"He didn't do anything, he was here with us." Sam added.

"I know."

"I really didn't do anything...this time...I was just here having some drinks." Bucky said.

"Guys if I have to say 'I know' one more goddamn time then somebody is going to go get slapped." Harry promised. "But for now...stand down."

"But I..."

"Bucky," Harry cut him off. "nothing is going to happen to you."

"That's not for you to decide." One of the men with a gun said.

"Nothing is going to happen to you," Harry repeated, easily ignoring the man. "I have got your back and we have plenty of witnesses, just come with them so we don't end up escalating the situation."

"Fine." Bucky said after several moments of silence, he took a step forward only to stop when the men looked like they were about to fire.

"Were you motherfuckers not paying attention?" Harry rolled his eyes but also cast an invisivle shield just in case one of them got too trigger happy. "He said he'd come along, he's complying, if any of you shoot him then I promise you will not like the consequnces." Harry said, spreading his magic out slightly to help intimidate the gun men who suddenly looked a lot less trigger happy and many of them seemed to suddenly remember who they were talking to. Harry removed his shield and eased up on his magic when they moved forward and placed Bucky in cuffs.

"I hope you're right about this." Bucky said to Harry.

"Ye,s well if I am wrong then you'll just escape won't you?" Harry shrugged.

"Good pont." Bucky laughed like it ecaping was not even an issue., that apparently did not help with the confidence of the men trying to arrest him.

"God, I've got to go to work." Sharon Carter sighed.

"You two go with Bucky." Harry said to Sam and Steve. "i'll take the lovely Miss Carter then I'll come back." Harry said before he grabbed Sharon and teleported away.


A while later Harry along with Steve and Sam exited a van while Bucky, who was placed in a containment cell, was carried out of another and carried away. Harry had offered multiple times to just teleport everyone to the location but the men refused him out of fear that he'd probably teleport Bucky away and run. Personally Harry thought that was idiotic because if he wanted to escape with Bucky then they would not be able to stop him.

After what, in Harry's opinion, was a long journey they were finally in Joint Counter Terrorist Centre located in Berlin, Germany.

"What's going to happen to him?" Steve asked as they walked towards Sharon Carter who was standing alongside a grey haired man in a grey suit with a blue tie and three guards behind him.

"Same thing that should happen to you three." The grey suited man said. "A psychological evalution followed by..."

"I'm sorry, forgive my French but who the fuck are you?" Harry interrupted.

"This is Everett Ross," Sharon Carter introduced him. "Deputy Task Force Commander."

"Please...for Merlin's sake...tell me you are not related to Thaddeus Ross." Harry said.

"No...merely the same name." Everett Ross said in a sort of voice that told you he had already answered this question many times. "Take any and all weapons away from them and placed in Lockup." Evertt Ross said before turning back to the three. "We'll write you a reciept."

"They have no weapons on them sir." One guard, who was part of the group that transported them spoke.

"Well actually..." Harry trailed off as Leviathan appeared in his hand, shocking everyone nearby except those who were already experienced in seeing Harry do thoe types of things.

"An Axe? Really?" Everett Ross raised an eyebrow.

"You got a problem with my axe?" Harry raised an eyebrow in return.

"Other than it looks ridiculous? No, not at all." Ross said sarcastcally. "Pass it here," He said as he held out his hand, waiting for Harry to give it to him. "now."

"Yeah, have fun with that." Harry said as he held the axe upside down and places the head on the floor so it doesn't drop on anyone, he then let it drop on the floor.

"Thanks a lot for that." Ross glared at him for not just giving him the axe, he bent down and grabbed the handle. Ross grunted and tried to lift the axe, only for it to stay firmly on the ground.

"Come on, put your back into it." Harry smirked, his smirk grew bigger as two guards tried helping Ross lift it only to make no impact at all.

"You did something to it." Ross accused Harry after giving up on trying to lift it, he stood up and the guards took that as their signal to also give up.

"Accusing without proper evidence, that seems to be a theme for today." Harry replied. "Though in this case you are partially correct, though this was done long before today. Only I can lift it."

"That's bullshit."

"That's magic." Harry held his palm out and Leviathan flew into his hand shortly before it dissepeared into his ring.

"Finished having your fun?" Ross glared at him.

"For now." Harry shrugged while Steve snorted and Sam held back a laugh.

"Harry." A voice called. Everyone turned to see Natasha walking towards them along with Matt, who was holding her arm by the elbow and making it look like she was guiding him so to keep the blind act, plus King T'Chaka and Prince T'Challa.

"Nat, Matt," Harry nodded to them before looking towards the Wakandan King and Prince. "King and Prince." Harry nodded to King T'Chaka and Prince T'Challa. "How are you all doing?"

"Like I'd rather be at home in bed." Natasha sighed.

"The Prince and King want to talk to you." Matt said.

"Sure, please wait. I have to go and I'll be back as soon as I can." Harry replied.

"Excuse me," Everett Ross interrupted with an annoyed expression. "you are not in charge here. You do not get to make these decisions."

"I will try not to take too long." Harry said to the King and Prince, ignoring Ross for the moment. "But you may end up waiting for a short while."

"This is important, we are willing to wait." King T'Chaka replied.

"Thank you, I don't know how long I'll be but I'll try and keep it quick."

"Excuse me," Ross repeated. "I said you are not in charge here. I am, at least with..." Everett Ross trailed off when Harry stepped closer so he was right in front of him.

"Look at me," Harry said in a soft voice as small amounts of his magic leaked out. "do you feel in charge?" He asked, sensing Ross's nervousness. The guards nearby all aimed their guns, ready to fire if necessary.

"You had better be careful," Ross warned depite instincts telling him to back away. "there are plenty of guards around here and it'll only take a word..."

"Yeah, you have power here and you have a voice but you need to ask yourself one question. Is your power and your voice faster than me?" Harry spoke in a low and threatening voice.

"Harry, you can play later." Natasha said in a bored tone.

"Fine," Harry sighed before stepping back and briniging his magic back in, he stared at Everett for several seconds before he spoke. "you might think you're scary mate but you're no Black Widow."

"Thanks." Natasha rolled her eyes.

"You're welcome." Harry replied brightly, ignoring her tone.


"Hey Tony," Harry said once he found himself alone with Steve and Tony in a meeting room, they were surrounded by glass walls so everyone could see them and they could see the others in return. However Harry made sure to put up a privacy charm so nobody could here. "beautiful weather we're having." Harry said in a conversational tone.

"Oh yeah, just brilliant." Tony played along. "The sun is shining, the birds are singing and one armed men are falling from the sky right into containment cells."

"Is Pepper here?" Steve asked. "I didn't see her."

"We're...kinda...well not kinda..."

"Pregnant?" Steve asked.

"No," Tony quickly shook his head. "definetly not."

"Are you sure? You've been awfully moody lately and you're getting a little bigger." Harry joked and gesture to Tony's stomach.

"Ha ha," Tony said with a fake laugh. "real funny. We're taking a break. It's nobody's fault."

"I'm sorry Tony," Steve said. "I didn't know."

"A few years ago I almost lost her, so I trashed all my suits. Then we had to mop up Hydra, then Ultron which was my fault, And then, and then, and then, I never stopped because the truth is I don't want to stop."

"Trust me, you're talking to two people who know the feeling." Harry responded.

"I don't want to lose her." Tony admitted. "Then the accords came and..."

"You thought they would help." Harry finished.

"You're a little too smart for your own good sometimes." Tony replied.

"Well there's the pot calling the kettle black. So this break is temporary, right?"

"Yep, in her defence I'm a bit of a handful." Tony said. "Yet Dad was a pain in the ass, but he and mom always made it work."

"I'm glad Howard got married, I only knew him when he was young and single." Steve said, remebering Howard who was alway either with a girl on his arm or a tool in his hand, much like his son.

"Oh really? You two knew each other? He never mentioned that...except maybe only a thousand times. God I hated you." Tony confessed.

"I don't mean to make things difficult." Steve said, a little hurt by Tony's words but he understood why Tony was saying it.

"I know," Tony replied. "because you're a very polite person."

"If I see a situation pointed south, I can't ignore it. Sometimes I wish I could."

"No you don't." Harry and Tony said at the same time.

"No...no I don't." Steve said with an amused smile. "Sometimes..."

"Sometimes I want to punch you in your perfect teeth," Tony interrupted. "but that doesn't mean I want to see you gone. The team needs you, both of you."

"Speaking of the team, we should discuss the fact that one of our members is in lockup."

"It's obvious that Bucky didn't do anything," Steve said. "he was with me, Sam, Sharon and plenty of other witnesses."

"Yeah but we already have one member of our team who can be in two places at the same time," Tony argued as he gestured to Harry. "I think it might be possible for them to argue that they don't know what Barnes is capable of. Not just his mental state but also his physical capabilities, I mean we don't even know Harry's full capabilities seeing as magic is pretty much a blank cheque."

"First of all I don't physically be in two places at the same time, it's just an illusion, second of all one could argue the same with you," Harry replied. "after all you are a creator who is only limited by your mind."

"Is that a compliment?"

"It's not an insult."

"Well thanks, as for Barnes you guys are both right when you said it's obvious that Barnes didn't do it. Even when he was under Hydra's control he never bombed any body, sniping was more his style."

"Yep, quick kill and quick getaway," Harry nodded. "plus Bucky has spent the last few years as an Avenger so that's got to count for something."

"Yeah but they could also argue about all the years before he became an Avenger." Steve pointed out.

"If they do then I will gladly remind them how nobody is perfect, including themselves as they had a ridiculous amount of Hydra members working for them." Harry shrugged. "Anyone tell you anything important Tony?" Harry asked.

"Not yet," Tony shook his head. "I have Friday working on the footage and hopefully we'll find out something sooner or later."

"If this is Hydra again I swear to god..." Steve trailed off and rubbed his face.

"And when you do I will be there to say 'language'." Harry commented with an attempt to lighten the mood, it worked somewhat as Tony smiled at him even though Steve gave him a small glare. "You guys know that having Bucky locked up does not help our case with the accords?"

"You can say that again." Steve nodded. "Do you think Bucky getting framed and arrested has something to do with the accords?"

"I don't know," Harry admitted. "but it's possible. On the one hand one idiot could think it's a good idea to make us look bad by having one of our members, who happens to be an ex-assassin, framed for the bombing. But on the other hand it could be someone else who maybe bombed for reasons that have nothing to do with us or maybe bombed the place because of us, we won't know until we find the person."

"Speaking...of the accords, do you remember our last conversation about them?" Tony said to Harry.

"Yes, you were being a mopey, moody, stupid, brooding prat and I had to talk you out of that."

"Not how I'd describe it," Tony said dryly. "first of all I just want to say that potion of yours really helped, I slept like a baby."

"Your welcome," Harry replied. "don't expect too many of those though. They can become addicting and can cause problems with repeated use."

"Glad to know, but I was thinking on your conversation and I realised a few things."

"I'm listening." Harry replied before he gestured Tony to continue.

"The mother, Charles Spencers mother, you brought my attention to her and I realised something. She had somehow managed to get past security and talk to me alone, that's what you were trying to tell me before."

"Exactly," Harry nodded with a small smile. "think about it, if just any person could sneak in and have a conversation with you then there would be plenty of people before that mother. I mean fanboys, fangirls, yet you get only the one grievng mother. Also there was something off about that conversation."

"What do you mean?" Steve asked.

"Think about it this way, if either of you had a kid, a child that you love more than life itself and he's killed then what would you do with the person you thought was responsible? Me, personally I'd kill them. But outside of physical damage the best thing to do would be hurt them where it would hurt the most. For some it might be their money, maybe destroy something that they find valuable or maybe I would do something that would hurt them mentally and emotionly.

So when she came up to Tony she called him someone who doesn't care, a murderer and so on and so forth. In my experience mothers are usually not so calm in the face of people they think are responsible for the death of their children, thought that in itself is possible. However her words along with the timing intrigued me."

"You think it was a set up," Steve realised. "to help convince Tony to sign and push for the accords. But Tony looked up the records of Charles Spencer and I think he would have noticed if the mother didn't really love her son."

"Maybe, maybe not." Harry replied. "I lived in an abusive home when I was a child, my life was neglect or abuse and yet everyone around me thought that the people who did that to me were some of the greatest around. Seriously, they starved me, beat me and made me sleep in a cupboard but as far as everyone else was concerned I was the problem child while my guardians were outstanding and kind people."

"Really?!" Tony looked horrified.

"Yep, if their son did something wrong then I got blamed, they actually beat me once because I did better than him on a school test." Harry told Tony, looking him in the eye. "So then I dumbed myself down so I wouldn't, they then made me spend a day without food because it apparently wasn't worth spending on idiots. Tony you may think that your dad is an ass, and he might have been but try to remember all he did right as well because it is really not fair on him if all you think about is what he did wrong. Maybe Howard could do better, maybe you could have done something better. Just please don't keep going the way you're going Tony, I knew Howard as well and I have no doubt that the man loved you, I just don't think he quite knew how to tell you."

"Oh boy, you just can't help but go all wise wizard on me." Tony said but the smile on his face and the warmth in his voice let Harry know that he wasn't angry with him, in fact he looked more thoughtful than anything.

"These young whippersnappers have no appreciation for what we old folk have to say." Harry joked to Steve who smiled in response.

"Can we get back on topic?" Tony asked.

"Fine, fine." Harry sighed. "Now I am not saying that Spencer was abused, I'm just saying never rule out the possibility. Often times abusers are just regular people. But perhaps the mother did genuinely love her son, that doesn't mean she still can't be paid."

"You mean getting paid to try to hurt the person they think is responsible for killing their kid? Yeah I can see how that would be appealing."

"Yep, now how about this? Let's say that we're are just overthinking this, let's just say that this was simply a woman smart enough to get past your security and simply wanted to talk to you." Harry paused and looked between Tony and Steve before he settled on Tony. "That does not mean that any of us are evil. Yes people died, but unless you dragged the kid there and purposefully placed him in position before pulling the trigger, it is not your fault."

"But I created Ultron."

"Yes, you did." Harry nodded. "However you were not the only one, Bruce and Wanda had a part in it as well. But that does not mean that Sokovia was your fault, yes you created Ultron but Ultron was smart enough to make choices. It was his choice and his plan, not yours because if you controlled him you would have shut him down the second he even suggested something like that. And...yes...yes people have died in the battle of New York and Sokovia, but you're looking at this from just one angle. People died when we there, how many would have died if we weren't?

If we were not in New York then it would have got overrun by alien before getting nuked, if it wasn't for us then all the people on Sokovia would be dead. If you're looking at it in numbers then we're the best option, as for lives lost...well me and Steve were both soldiers. We've both lost people that we wished we were able to save, it was hard. But when you lose someone you have a choice, give up or do whatever it takes to stop it from happening again.

Tony it's not the idea of the accords that I am opposed to, I have no problem with us having limits, my problem is where those limits come from and who decided them. For goodness sakes Tony, who was the one that came to talk to us about the accords?"

"Ross." Tony answered.

"Exactly. If Ross, the man who helped created abomination and hunted Bruce all over the globe just so he could create more Hulks, is giving you something then you're going to want to double check the damn the thing for explosives."

"You think he has something planned." Steve replied.

"I do." Harry nodded. "I mean look at some of the stuff they have written on the accords, some things I can support like not creating artificial intelligence but others I cannot no matter what. For example I remember reading part of it that said they could arrest and detain an enhanced indefinitely without a trial along with other stuff that is just takes away basic human rights. Tony look at me and tell me what would happen if they arrested Nat or Wanda, would you let them do the same to Pepper if she was an enhanced?"

"N...no." Tony shook his head as he placed his face in his hands. "You...you're right." He said, looking up at him. "It seemed like a good idea at the time but you're right."

"We'll get through this Tony." Steve said.

"Yeah," Harry agreed. "I mean between dealing with aliens and robots I'm pretty sure we can handle some politics. The important thing is that we stick together, united we stand but divided we fall."


Bucky, who was sat in his containment cell, looked towards the psychiatrist outside the cell with a bored expression. The psychiatrist was a brown haired man with glasses and was currently sat behind a table.

"Tell me Bucky, you have seen a great deal, haven't you?" The Psychiatrist asked.

"I suppose," Bucky sighed. "it's not really something I want to talk about." He understated, being a brain washed Hydra soldier was definitely not something he wanted to talk about.

"You fear that if you open your mouth the horrors will never stop, don't worry...we only have to talk about one."

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Bucky asked just before all the lights in the room went out. "What the hell is this" Bucky asked the psychiatrist while also testing the restraints by pushing against them. After some discreet testing he was fairly certain that he could break through them.

"Why don't we discuss your home?" The Psychiatrist asked, ignoring Bucky's question. "Not Romania, certainly not Brooklyn, no. I mean...your real home." He said as he removed his glasses and pulled out a small flashlight and a book with the Winter Soldier star on it. "Longing." He spoke in Russian.

"Oh hell no." Bucky whispered before he began trying to break out.

"Rusted." He continued as he read the words on the book while using the flashlight to make sure he could read them. "Seventeen." Bucky managed to break the restraint on his metal arm, he then pulled off the one on his other arm.

"Daybreak." The psychiatrist continued, while walking around the cell as Bucky began trying to punch his way out. "Furnace, Nine, Benign, Homecoming, One, Freight car." He finished just before Bucky broke through the cell and fell on the floor, he stopped and waited calmly in front of Bucky as Bucky slowly got back up to his feet. "Soldier?"

"Yes." Bucky nodded as he responded in Russian.

"Mission report December 16, 1991." The Psychiatrist said, he waited for several moments but Bucky did not respond. "I said mission report, December 16, 1991. Tell me the..." The psychiatrist found himself cut off as Bucky grabbed him by the throat with his metal arm and raised him in the air so he was no longer on his feet. "What are you..." The psychiatrist gasped.

"I am a soldier," Bucky said in Russian. "but I am not yours." He added in English before he punched him with his other hand, knocking him out.

"Nicely done." A voice said, Bucky tossed the psychiatrist away and looked toward the owner of the voice.

"How long have you been there?" Bucky asked.

"Since around daybreak," Harry answered. "the power went out everywhere so I came to check on you, are you alright?"

"Thanks to you," Bucky nodded. "if you didn't fix my mind then I would probably be in full Winter Soldier mode right now. What are we going to do about him?" Bucky asked, gesturing to the unconscious psychiatrist.

"Let him go?" Harry said with a questioning look before he shrugged and waved his hand, wrapping the man in ropes. "I think I have a good idea about who our bomber is." Harry added.


A.N: Hi guys, hope you liked the chapter. Next chapter will have Harry's conversation with the Wakanda king and prince, along with more about the accords. I just want to address a few things:

* First of all, about the Black Widow movie, a lot of people have mentioned putting it in the story. I am not going to do that for the following reasons:

1) As far as I am currently aware the film's release has been postponed thanks to the coronavirus and I have no idea when it'll actually come out. Plus with it being set after civil war it's possible that it'll just postpone this story as I wait for it.

2) As far as I'm aware it is set after civil war and before Infinity war, well in the canon civil war it ended with Natasha running away because she switched sides at the last moment and helped Cap and Bucky, in this one that is clearly not happening.

I know this might upset some people, but if it makes you feel better then in the future I may end up doing a few alternate chapters for the story that will feature the events of Black Widow.

* I know some people have also mentioned agents of shield but I've got to be honest when I say I haven't watched much of that. I watched a few episodes a few years ago but then I lost interest, I got interested again a while ago when I heard that Ghost Rider was in it. And as of the moment I have spent a lot of time thinking about if I should get back to watch it. Even then I don't know if I'll be able to do it in decent time.

* As for the accords, they are not out of the story yet. After all I brought Matt Murdock in for this, he needs his moment to shine after all.

* I also want to thank everyone for their kind words and support during this story, it means a lot.

* Also a topic that I don't really think anyone wants to discuss so I'll make it quick and simple. The coronavirus is a bitch, it's like the viral form of Umbridge, if it was a man I'd kick it in the balls, if it could understand human speech then I'd tell it to fuck off. I know that it makes things difficult for everyone, (Noctus Of The Thousand Blades I get it mate, I was looking for a job too before this thing started and now the likelihood of getting one has gone down. Also what the fuck is up with the toilet paper? I didn't even know that was a thing until the last time I went shopping with my dad, we had to go to three different shops just to get what we could usually just get from a single Tesco. I also have a younger brother with mental problems who likes to go out for walks and now he doesn't understand why he can't go out for his regular walks and that leaves him with more frustration and energy than usual), and I will not pretend to be an expert in it. I'm pretty sure that sooner or later somebody is going to tell me that everything I know about it is wrong, but all I can say is the following: I wish everyone the best of luck in dealing with this, I hope you're all good and I hope we all can make it through this. For those who have lost people I am incredibly sorry and hope your loved ones rest in peace.

This time is tough but that doesn't mean we aren't either. Yes things are down now but there's always the possibility of things getting better. That may just be optimistic hope to some people but I think things can get better and I believe that we're all strong enough to get through this. I wish everyone the best of luck and I hope for the best.

Thank you, thanks for reading and feel free to leave a review.