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Chapter 32 -

"So," Natasha said after the two had finished eating. "I like to think that the two of us are good friends."

"After what we did in the bathroom and bedroom, I would hope so." Harry snorted.

"So...I want to know...are you willing to take me out this weekend?" Natasha asked.

"You mean on a date?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"That's exactly what I mean." Natasha nodded. "So, how about it?" She asked.

"I...fine," Harry said after a short pause. "I am willing to take you out on Saturday, on the condition that if this doesn't work out then we go back to friends, preferably with benefits but we go back to friends."

"I know you're going to refuse but I..." Natasha paused as she realized what he had just said. "...wait what?" She asked, wondering if she heard right. "Really?"

"I...I do have feelings for you," Harry admitted. "I don't like that I have feelings, but I do. I am willing to give us a chance, I have concerns but like I said, I'm willing to give it a chance."

"Oh..." Natasha said in a soft voice, still a little bit surprised. "wow. Thank you, I know you have worries, but I am glad that you're willing to try."

"Yeah, well I..." Harry was cut off as his phone began ringing. "excuse me," Harry said to Natasha before he took his phone and answered it. "yes?"

"Hello, Mr Potter? It's me, Gwen, Gwen Stacy." Gwen's voice replied. "I don't know if you remember but we met at Stark's party."

"Yeah, I remember you. Kind of hard to forget the wall climbing," Harry replied in an amused voice. "can I help you with something?" Harry asked.

"Yes, actually, I was wondering if you have yet to come up with an answer on joining the Avengers?" She asked.

"I have, I am willing to give it a shot." Harry answered. "With that being said I will also quit the team without hesitation if I ever feel I have a sufficient reason to do so."

"Fair enough," Gwen's voice replied. "Fury also wanted me to pass on some information about where you'd be living, he wanted me to let you know that he will probably have an option for you by tomorrow. I...oh I have to go now, but I will probably call you in a day or so. Goodbye." Gwen said before hanging up.

"What did she want?" Natasha asked in a curious voice. "Was she asking about the Avengers?"

"Yeah," Harry nodded. "I'm willing to give it a chance, but like I said to her if I feel like I have a good enough reason to quit then I will. Like if we turn on each other, lose sight of our purpose, become government toys."

"I am rather curious about how someone who distrusts as much as you ended up working for Shield," Natasha admitted. "I would have figured you would have preferred to stay in hiding."

"I needed something to do," Harry shrugged. "plus I spent most of my last life time hiding. Being chased around the world is not a fun experience, I made it clear to Fury that I could either help him a lot or cost him more."

"Yes, well I..." Natasha found herself cut off as Harry's phone began ringing.

"Damn it." Harry sighed.

"Someone is popular today." Natasha joked.

"Ha ha," Harry said with a fake laugh before answering the phone. "who is this?" Harry asked.

"Mr Potter," The Ancient One's voice spoke. "or do you prefer Neville?" She asked in a jokey voice.

"Can I help you?" Harry drawled.

"Actually, I believe in this case I can help you." The Ancient One replied. "Please come and see me as soon as you can, I have found some more information on your suit."

"Is this important?" Harry asked.

"In a way," She replied in an airy voice. "I have important information for you but the information I have is not a lot but could possibly become the key to learning more. However nobody will die if you don't get here immediately, at least not to the best of my knowledge."

"You could have just said 'yes'." Harry said as he rolled his eyes.

"Would you be able to come here today?" The Ancient one asked.

"Sure," Harry said after a few moments of thinking. "I'll be there in a few hours or so." Harry replied.

"Do you wish for me to provide transportation?" She offered.

"No," Harry refused. "I just have something to do first then I'm coming."

"Very well, I will see you in a few hours then." She said before ending the call.

"Who was that?" Natasha asked in a curious voice.

"I don't really know if I'm supposed to keep it a secret," Harry admitted with a thoughtful look. "I think I'm supposed to keep it secret but you can never really know. Hmm, secret for now."

"Aw can't you tell me?" She said dramatically with a fake pout.

"No, but I do have something to do before I go." Harry said as he stood up.

"What would that be?" Natasha asked just before Harry reached down and picked her up, carrying her in a bridal fashion.

"I'll give you a hint." Harry grinned before he walked back to the bedroom just as Natasha wrapped her arms around his neck and began kissing him.

A few hours later Harry arrived outside Kamar Taj while wearing civilian clothes, he tapped on the door three times before suddenly finding himself inside the building and staring face to face with the Ancient One who was standing alongside Mordo. Both looking at him like they were expecting some sort of surprise on his face due to how he entered.

"Show offs, the lot of you." Harry said to them in a bored voice. "Let's cut the theatrics please, now you wanted to see me?" Harry asked the Ancient One.

"Yes I did," She nodded, just as bald as before, Harry couldn't help but wonder if she was incapable of growing hair or if it was a choice, but then he decided he didn't really care either way and pushed those thoughts out of his head. "I trust you had no troubles in getting here."

"I had to leave a warm bed," Harry scowled briefly, the fact that there was a warm body next to him was also an important factor. "that alone is enough to piss off any British born man, now what do you want?"

"I have discovered some more information about the suit, follow me." She said before turning and walking away, Harry followed after her with Mordo following behind them both. Harry remained vigilant in case either of the two decided to attack him, he didn't think that they would but it never hurt to be prepared. He could tell that while the Ancient One was adopting a Dumbledore like calmness, Mordo was acting like he was ready to jump into battle the second that Harry remotely hinted at being violent. "I do apologies for not being able to call you earlier, but between my own duties, the large amounts of scrolls and books I had to look through, along with other things such as the battle of New York, it had taken me a while to find the information."

"Thanks...I suppose." Harry replied, not sure what else to say.

"You're welcome." The Ancient One smiled at him over her shoulder before continuing to walk. Eventually they found themselves in a room where the Ancient One took a seat as Mordo stood in the corner. "Please, take a seat." She said to him as she gestured to the seat opposite her.

"Is he going to control himself?" Harry asked as he gestured to Mordo.

"Mordo will not attack you," She replied. "do forgive him, he worries, but he won't attack anyone without a reason."

"Fine," Harry shrugged as he sat down. "though if he does attack me then I'm going to rip off his limbs." Harry warned, Mordo bristled at that but the Ancient One smiled as if she expected that response. "Now, I believe that this is the part where you tell me what you know and the part where I let you know if you decide to waste my time then I am just going to go now."

"You have something else to do?" She asked.

"Yes," Harry said, stopping himself from answering with 'Natasha'. "now what do you know?"

"Very well," The Ancient One replied. "I was looking through as many scrolls and books as I could find, there was barely any information. I was able to find out that the suit is hundreds of years old, the earliest I can trace it back to is the eleventh century. Though it's very possible that it could be older, I have also found mentions of a few people who have tried it on."

"And?" Harry asked raising an eyebrow.

"One person was killed by the suit," The Ancient One said, previously she spoke with a hint of humor but there was no humor in her voice. "another person had their arms and legs broken. When I first came here I saw one student try to put on the suit despite several warnings from my master who was the Sorcerer Supreme at the time. The student had tried to put it on when he thought that he was alone, the suit tried to kill him and he was only saved because my master was able to arrive at the time and managed to separate the student from the suit."

"It does have a level of intelligence." Harry replied, thinking about his past experiences with the suit.

"That it does," The Ancient One nodded. "I believe that the suit reacted those ways because of how worthy it believed the person to be. The first person was very ill suited to wear it, the injured student was not suited but better than the previous. I was wondering if you had learnt anything from the suit?" She asked.

"Merely what it can do." Harry answered with a small shrug. "It creates weapons, it flies, so far it seems indestructible."

"Hmm," The Ancient One adopted a thoughtful look. "I have something for you." She said as she created a small portal next to her, she reached into the portal and pulled out a small wooden box.

"What is supposed to be in there?" Harry asked, looking at the box.

"In my hands I have something which I believe might be beneficial for you." The Ancient One replied before pulling out a black metallic arm band that was roughly the size of Harry's forearm, in the center of it was a small dome. "I believe that what I have here is connected to your suit, another piece of the puzzle if you will. I would like to try something with this and your armour, if that is alright with you."

"Hmm," Harry looked at the item in her hand for several moments before he answered. "fine." He said as he stood up and his suit appeared around him.

"I should warn you that I have a theory," The Ancient One said as she stood up. "if I'm wrong then you may experience a bit of pain." She added.

"Wait what?" Harry replied but didn't get to say anymore as the arm band had suddenly snapped out of the Ancient One's hands and wrapped itself around Harry's left forearm, it glowed a light green before shifting it's shape from solid into a liquid, the liquid seeped into Harry's armour, after a moment the dome from the band appeared on the forearm of Harry's armour before disappearing. "The hell?" Harry looked at it then back at the Ancient One.

"I want to try something," She said suddenly as she took a step back, without warning she flicked her wrist and sent an orange colored blast at Harry. Harry was about to jump to the side when suddenly the dome on his forearm transformed into a black shield that was about the same size as Cap's shield, the shield took the hit, Harry could feel it vibrate slightly. "over there if you would." The Ancient One said as she pointed to an nearby wall.

Harry was confused but looked in the direction of the wall just as energy appeared to be building around the edges of the shield, Harry aimed the shield at the wall and suddenly a blast shot out from it like a shotgun and hit the wall, damaging it.

"Whoa." Harry said under his breath, Mordo looked surprise while the Ancient One looked pleased. "What the hell is this?" Harry asked the Ancient One.

"Surprise." She said with a small grin as she magically repaired the wall. "This is artefact is known as the 'Shied of Dragons', it's history is just as well known as your suits. But I did find enough information to believe that the two were connected, there may or may not be more pieces, I am looking into it. The shield itself is indestructible and seems to absorb attacks, I don't know if it simply absorbs magical energy or physical energy. But I'm sure in your line of work you will be able to find out eventually. It is possible that the shield may possess more abilities, like I've said before there is not much known about it."

Harry looked down at the shield, he watched as it suddenly retracted into a dome on Harry's forearm before the dome disappeared. After several moments of silence Harry finally spoke.

"Cool."

A.N: Hi guys, hope you enjoyed the chapter. Next chapter will have the start of Thor the Dark world, and to those who repeatedly ask if I'm going to pair Harry with Sif I would like to say that I am still undecided and will think about it. Anyway thanks for reading, feel free to leave a review and enjoy the omakes.

Omake 1:

"Aren't you a little too young to be an Avenger?" Steve asked.

"Aren't you too old to be alive?" Morgan Stark replied, a dead silence rings throughout the room as everyone gapes at Morgan, except for Harry who quickly slides next to her and hands her five dollars and a chocolate bar before turning to the others.

"I call dibs on training this one." Harry said.

Omake 2:

"Where are the drugs?" Harry growled.

"Oh look, he's doing his Batman voice." Tony laughed.

"I noticed that too," A third voice said, everyone turns to see Batman drop in and throw a piece of paper at Harry. "I'll see you in court."

Omake 3:

"And that concludes my presentation on why Thor is undoubtedly the hottest Avenger." Peter finished with a grin.

"Peter, this is a meeting on now to beat Thanos." Tony couldn't help but point out.

"Exactly, Thor can distract him with his good looks so Harry can sneak up and stab him."

"How many times do I get to stab him?" Harry asked.

"As many as you like." Peter replied.

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"i like this plan."

Omake 4:

"Harry," Bucky's voice called over the phone. "there's a racoon here. It's...it's standing on two legs...and cleaning a gun...and eating pizza...and watching TV...I'm scared and don't know what to do."

"Try saying 'I am groot' in a deep voice." Harry suggested.

"O...kay, give me a minute." Bucky said, a few moments later his voice is heard again. "...it's now making ice cream for me." Bucky said in a confused but delighted voice.

"You're welcome."