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Pont1ac-Band1t : Thanks, for the most part I keep my chapters between 2,200 and 4000 words but I sometimes go higher, it mostly depends on how much I feel like writing.

HowlnMadHowie: I suppose I might not have made it clear, but in this version ALL of Hydra have been discovered thanks to Harry. So all Hydra agents are either dead or captured, including Zemo.

Fireknight58: Partly beause Harry never fully trusted the ancient one but also because of their different styles of magic, she uses magic from other dimensions while Harry uses magic from his own core. Also because Harry is over powered enough as it is.

Chapter 65 -

"So," Harry said as he sat in Kamar Taj with the Ancient One. "you wanted to see me?"

"I did." The Ancient One confirmed with a small nod. "there is something I wanted to tell you. Something important." She said, sounding more serious than she usually would.

"Great," Harry rolled his eyes. "Let me guess, the worlds in danger?"

"Well, yes but that's not why I called you." She replied in a casual voice.

"Ahem," Harry cleared his throat. "if the world is in danger then I would think that I could perhaps could help, you know...being an Avenger and all. Saving the world is literally in my job description."

"I appreciate the offer," She said, her voice sounding lighter than it previously had. "but I do not believe that that will be necessary. Myself and my pupils have been dealing with threats like this for longer than the time you've spent living in this world."

"Are you sure?" Harry frowned.

"Yes, believe it or not but I have dealt with at least seven world ending events since you had joined the Avengers." The Ancient One replied with a smile. "I am confident it will be fine, and I have made arrangements for you and the Avengers to be contacted should the situation get worse than what me and my people can handle. But like I said, that is not why I've contacted you. I am going to be blunt since I know that you prefer that. I am going to die soon." She said. Harry blinked and stared at her for several long seconds before he replied.

"I am going to be honest, that was very blunt." Harry said as he stared at her. "Are you sick or something?" He asked in a concerned voice.

"No, I don't believe so." She said with a small chuckle. "But I am going to die soon."

"How the hell would you know?" Harry said with a frown.

"I have many abilities with varying degrees of usefulness," The Ancient One began just as a cup of tea appeared in her hands. "would you perhaps like some tea?" She offered.

"Because I'm British?" Harry asked in mock offense with narrowed eyes.

"No, because it is nice to offer." She easily replied.

"Good, and no, thank you for the offer. Now do me a favour and explain to me why you are dying or I will shave your head." Harry replied.

"Very well," She paused and took a sip form her tea before she continued speaking. "one of those various abilities I have is to see into the future." She told him.

"See into the future?" Harry asked, leaning forward slightly. "You mean like a seer? A prophecy maker?"

"No, not quite like that." The Ancient One replied, shaking her head slightly. "The future is ever changing, every decision we make changes the future. I have the ability to stare into the future and see possible futures that can happen. For example before you came here I saw quite a few versions of this conversation, you tried strangling me in one of those." She added with a frown before she continued speaking. "Anyway, I view it less like looking into the future as I do looking into possibilities, possible futures."

"And you've seen something," Harry guessed in a knowing voice. "did you see your death?"

"I have always been able to see far into the future but I have never been able to see past one moment, I've spent so many years peering through time, looking at this exact moment. But I can't see past it. I've prevented countless terrible futures and after each one there's always another, and they all lead there but never further. I believe that moment will come soon." She admitted, though her tone did not match her words. Despite talking about her death she sounded like she was discussing going out for a spot of tea next Tuesday.

"I'm sorry." Harry said, not entirely sure what else he could say.

"Oh don't be," She said, waving off his apology. "there is no need to apologize to me, especially when this is not really your fault." She said with a smile.

"Something not being my fault? Well, that's just weird." Harry said, half-heartedly joking.

"Do not worry about me," The Ancient One spoke. "I have lived for hundreds and hundreds of years, death no longer frightens me. If I am to die then so be it."

"Then...why have you contacted me? Is there something you want me to do?" He asked.

"No, or at least not at the moment." She said before she waved her hand and a single book appeared next to Harry. "Here you go." She said.

"What is this?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.

"This is a book, of course." The Ancient One said with a smile.

"Of course," Harry repeated in a dry voice. "but what I meant was why are you giving one to me?" He asked.

"These books contain several useful pieces of magic that you might be interested in," The Ancient One informed him. "I know that you have been hesitant to learn my styles of magic."

"My magic comes from my core," Harry shrugged. "yours comes from an outer source, I don't know what the effects would be if I did try it."

"Well, now you have the option to experiment with it if you should desire to do so." The Ancient One said, responding with a shrug of her own. "If you ever want more then feel free to contact my successor. Ah wait, you may want this as well." She said, pulling out a golden two fingered ring, she tossed it to Harry who easily caught it.

"What is this?" Harry asked as he examined the ring, the object was clearly magical, but he wasn't entirely sure what it could do. "And do not answer by saying it's a ring." Harry added when she began opening her mouth.

"This is a 'sling ring'." The Ancient One began explaining. "a sling ring is a magical object that possesses the ability to create a dimensional gateway to another location or even a different dimension." She said with a smile. "If you look at your book then it should tell you how to use it."

"Alright, but why give me one?" Harry asked. "I can teleport to pretty much anywhere on this planet and I doubt that I'm going to go anywhere in another dimension."

"And we both know that just because something is unlikely it doesn't mean it will not happen." The Ancient One replied. "Before we end this conversation I would like to say a couple of more things. Firstly, while I am not able to see past my own death, I am capable of seeing the possible futures of others. I didn't look too far into yours but I did see something. A couple of years from now I see that it is possible you're going to end up fighting someone, someone very important." The Ancient One said, sounding deathly serious. "Should you fight this person I want you to remember one thing: monsters are not born, they are created."

"What are you on about? Who am I going to fight?" Harry asked, sounding just as serious.

"I am afraid I cannot say," The Ancient One sighed deeply. "as much as I would like to, I cannot. Anything I tell you might influence the future, for better or worse, it could lead to you fighting when you don't have to or any other number of things. I know that this must irritate you, but I cannot say more. I apologise." She said.

"Hmm, I don't like it." Harry said, resisting the urge to glare at her. "But I understand." He added, he knew she was right and that anything she said now could change how he would act in the future.

"Thank you," She said in a sincere voice before she continued speaking. "the second thing I wish to tell you is that eventually my successor will contact you, I hope that the two of you will be able to work together. Thirdly, I have tried looking for more information about your suit, I wasn't able to find anything, I do apologise." She said, sounding really apologetic.

"It's fine." Harry waved her off, "the suit's good enough as it is. Is there anything else?"

"Yes," The Ancient one nodded, her voice had slowed down slightly as if she was about to say something that she knew he might not like. "I..."

"Why are you hesitating?" Harry asked, sounding slightly worried. "You tell me that the world is in danger and would be saved without batting an eye plus you tell me that you're dying like it's nothing but now you're hesitating."

"Not for the reasons you might think," The Ancient One replied. "it's my understanding that you will be having a child soon."

"Yeah." Harry said, narrowing his eyes. "What is this about?" He asked, sounding as far from amused as one could be.

"Like I have already told you, before you came here I saw several possible versions of this conversation," The Ancient One spoke in a calm voice. "and in one of them you told me of your strained relationship with your deceased parents. If I may, I would suggest that you work on that as soon as possible, it would be beneficial not just for you but also your family. At worst you never have to worry about it ever again, at best you are able to move on. That's merely my opinion, for whatever it is worth to you." She said, Harry did not immediately reply. He was silent for a few long and tense minutes.

"I'll think about it." Harry eventually said.

Harry didn't go back home after leaving Kamar Taj, he had sent a text to Natasha to tell her he would be out for the rest of the day and had spent the rest of the day clearing his head by looking around Tibet. Though that ended when he got into an argument with a woman who tried to sell him some chicken. He wasn't sure how but he had lost the argument, but he ended up eating some nice chicken wings so had he truly lost?

As Harry walked back into his home he felt like his feet were shackled to heavy weights, the words of the Ancient One were weighing heavily on his mind. She had been kind to him over the years, even if he was (still is) a bit of a dick, so he was genuinely upset that she would soon no longer be a part of the land of the living. But he supposed if she truly was so old then she probably really didn't mind if she did die.

Out of all of the things she had spoken to him about, it was the comments about his family that hit Harry the deepest. He knew that soon - providing there were no unseen complications - he would be a father, he would have a child of his own. How would he act once he was a parent?

Harry knew that he most definitely did not want to be like his Uncle Vernon or Aunt Petunia, he would gladly cut off both of his arms before willingly hurting his own child. He did think that it was likely that Harry would have to cause him or her some amount of pain given that a child between him and Natasha would likely be a fighter and would need training, but Harry would never want to hurt his child outside of training. Harry had suffered thanks to Uncle Vernon's hatred and fear of all that he did not consider to be 'normal' and Petunia's jealousy over the fact that her sister was the special witch and she wasn't.

Harry definitely wanted to love his child but he didn't want him or her to become a spoiled brat like Dudley or Draco, because spoiled children would usually find life difficult when they got older. Dudley ended up being too late in realising that his parents couldn't help him too much against the law while Draco ended up realising that his parents could not protect him from everything, which in Draco's case ended up being Harry.

Harry was quite honestly attempted to pull what he mentally dubbed as a 'Molly Weasley' and try his hardest to protect his kid from each and every thing that he could but he realised that that would not work in the long term, especially if his child was anything like Natasha or - Merlin forbid - himself. Harry knew that he had to teach the child to survive, sure he would still be there even if he or she reached their late nineties but he knew that he couldn't be involved in everything, they needed their own lives after all.

The Ancient One's words troubled Harry because he couldn't help but wonder what his relationship with his own child would be like if he couldn't even repair the relationship with his own parents. Harry always thought he understood what his mother had meant, but now...now he felt like he truly understood. He didn't know how he would react if he found out that his child even planned to do half of the things that he had done over the years.

As he closed the door he saw Natasha sleeping on the sofa, looking quite peaceful and not like the highly dangerous assassin that she was, Padfoot was sleeping on the ground next to her. Harry quietly walked up to them, Padfoot raised his head and looked at him but didn't say anymore.

"Go back to sleep, boy." Harry said quietly and patted Padfoot on the head before he gently scooped up Natasha and carried her to the bedroom.

"Hmm, this is nice." He heard Natasha's voice speak once he had gotten inside the bedroom, he looked down and saw that she was awake.

"Did I wake you?" Harry asked as he gently dropped her onto the bed.

"Yes, but it's fine." She said with a small yawn. "So, where were you?" She asked as Harry tucked her into bed.

"I met with the Ancient One and then I spent the rest of the day clearing my head by walking around Tibet." Harry said as he kneeled down next to the bed so he could look into her eyes. "She's dying." Harry said in a quiet voice.

"She's what?" Natasha blinked, losing her sleepiness.

"She's dying." Harry repeated. "She believes she will die soon, she gave me some gifts and said her goodbyes."

"Oh Harry, I'm sorry."

"It's fine," Harry said with a small shake of his head. "the day wasn't all bad. We talked and I've had some time to think about things."

"What things?" Natasha asked.

"Us for example," Harry said with a small smile. "me, my parents. Just a lot of things. I...first thing tomorrow I plan to talk to my parents."

"Really?"

"Yeah," Harry nodded. "we've got a child on the way and I want to fix my relationship with my parents before I become one."

"That's...very mature of you." Natasha said after a short pause.

"Don't sound so surprised." Harry said, rolling his eyes.

A.N: Hi guys, hope you liked the chapter. No, I have not abandoned this story, it's just not my main focus.

Also for those who have read the A.N from chapter 63 then you'll remember that I put up a vote for which story I'd do next and the Avatar the last airbender/Harry Potter Crossover won, I've already posted seven chapters of it on this site.

For those who don't know I have a pat-reon account (no, I'm not demanding money, blah blah, no I don't own marvel or Harry Potter or anything, blah blah) and I'm releasing early chapters for two stories on there:

Widow's Vengeance: Natasha Romonaoff and Hawkeye found themselves teleported into another world, only they were now babies. As they grew up they discovered their magic, they knew about magic before, 'how' you might ask. Simple, they had known thanks to Natasha's dead husband who had actually travelled to their world from his own, his name was Harry Potter. And guess what, he's alive and young now.

Emerald Dragon: Aang, Katara and Sokka were more than suprised when a green-eyed firebender arrived to save them from getting captured by Zuko, they were even more suprised when they learned that he could also bend four elements. Now joining Team Avatar was Harry Potter, adopted son of the fire lord. Harry/Azula pairing, no regular HP magic (with exceptions), only bending.

These two stories will have their chapters released early on my pat-reon account (name on the site is JB21Q if you want to look me up) so if anyone is interested in that then you know where to go.

Thanks for reading, feel free to leave a review and enjoy the omakes.

Omake 1 :

"Wait," Harry said as he looked between Loki and Hela. "black hair, green clothes and stabby shit." He noted before turning to Thor. "Are you sure that you weren't the adopted one?" He asked.

Omake 2 by Yohnos:

Peter - " So did you ever watched that old movie Alien?"

Harry - "Don't worry kid, I have a better plan."

10 minutes later Ebony Maw help them successfully take the gauntlet from Thanos

Thanos - " How did you bring him to your side?!"

Harry - "Simple, I made him a Crabby Patty. Once that was done I just had to promise him to give him as much as he wanted!"

Cut to Ebony Maw eating without stopping.

Harry- "But he will still pay for his crimes."

Harry flicks his wand and the Crabby Patty's goes right to Ebony thighs before it explodes.

Omake 3 by Barbaric Bob:

Harry: Ok that's it Loki, stop trying to corrupt my daughter with horrible pranks, turning into a snake to stab your brother is not funny.

Thor: Indeed, come on Rose i shall teach you how to throw your brother at your enemies when they don't expect it, it is both hillarious and useful.

Loki: My prank teaches both guile, cunning and acting all at once! You just toss a a guy at armed opponents!

Thor: at least i can lift unlike you magic slinging folks *flexes for maximum douchiness*

Harry: ok that's it!

*brawl starts*

Natasha: see how easy that was honey? Play their Ego and you can make them do whatever you want and they'll think they were the ones to do it

Rose: thanks mom!

Omake 4 (idea from Celebrenor) -

"And this is my girlfriend, Natasha." Harry said, introducing Ginny to Natasha.

"Oh, and I suppose that it's just a coincidence that she's a red head?" Ginny asked with a smirk.

"..."

"..."

"Yes."

Omake 5 -

"I have Shield." Nick Fury said.

"I have hair on my head." Harry replied.

"I have asgard." Odin said.

"I have your daughter." Harry replied.

"We're richer than you." Fury and Odin said at the same time.

"Yeah but do the two of you have both eyes?" Harry asked.