Hi!

So, it's been like forever….like so long but I am back in the game and writing again…I haven't finished my nursing degree, but hopefully I will….long story short, I was taken off my studies because my university told me basically that I couldn't be a nurse or do my studies due to my hearing impaired (fully deaf in left ear and wear a hearing in right) and its been a constant battle and its still ongoing…so I thought I'd get back into writing so help cheer myself up and tada! I made this, along with others…I think I might like one shots with a FEMHarry in different universes…who knows…but alas, my new story…

I am in the process of writing new chapters for the other stories but my brain needs to think a bit with those ones…but do not worry, I will get a chapter up in those stories soon…SOON my readers…Also, I am the only author for all the stories now…however, I will be updating on both profiles but Sara has unfortunately left the writing/fanfiction world and I don't think she'll be back…but I am still here…

Anyhow, a new story…This story is going to be a part of a series…so this story is part one! Now I know that in the books/movies, some characters are dead or not around but for my series, they are but all will be revealed in due time…Voldemort is dead though…sorry guys…

There You'll Be – HarryPotterxAvengers

Plot: Jacinta, Hermione and Ginny are recruited to help SHEILD and the Avengers fight Loki. What starts as a simple task to save the world soon becomes a new life for all three…OOC, AU

Female Harry: Jacinta 'Jace' Potter – Face-claim: Katie McGrath(She's kinda who I imagine for all of my femHarries...but for this story, Jacinta is played by Katie...I love her in Merlin...)

Hermione – Emma Watson

Ginny Weasley – Bonnie Wright

Pairings to be determined…though I am definitely doing a Hermione/Thor slow burn…all will be revealed in future chapters dear readers…and yes, my characters are a little OOC but still their true selves…in a way…

Enjoy

Chapter One –

Jacinta's POV

Why does this always seem to happen to me? I mean seriously, can I not just have one little break? Can someone just give me a tiny break to rediscover me, Jacinta Potter, again? Whoever she was as I have yet to discover her but obviously not, considering I was hanging upside down, tied up with rope and my Holly and Phoenix feather wand was laying on the ground a few inches away. No matter how hard I can try to reach the wand with my teeth, I just simply wasn't getting it, then again I could try to use the Force and use my invisible telepathic powers to move the wand closer to me but that would be considered madness. I am a witch, not a Jedi, though it would bloody brilliant if I could be both.

Though one of my best friends, Hermione, would say that it was madness to even think of being a Jedi as the Jedi, the Force and the whole universe does not exist and it is pointless to even think it does. Says the woman obsessed with Star Trek, and thinks that Vulcans do actually exist having seen one when she was on holiday with her parents and in the many books she read.

Said best friend was currently tied up with me, and was muttering under her breath, wondering how the hell we even got here. Hermione Granger was a lot of things, but a swearer she wasn't and here she was, swearing like a trooper under her breath. As my hands were tied behind my back, I hit her with my knuckles and she growled, hitting me back.

"This is your fault Jacey! If you hadn't decided you wanted to follow this fucker then we wouldn't be in this bloody situation!" she muttered. "Fucking hell…"

"And I suppose buying the said fucker a drink was a better solution?" I growled.

"We could have blended in, Jacey! According to the reports, the fucker is a flirt! But no, we had to follow the dickhead to a darkened building and oh, get captured! Merlin, you're worse than Ronnie sometimes! At least he knows when he's being stupid!" She snapped.

"Says the woman who once decided to take a walk to the Black Lake and see if she could defeat the Giant Squid…oh and let's not forget the time you decided to take a walk into the Forbidden Forest and track down a centaur because you wanted to see what it was like to ride one! Why couldn't you have asked Frienze or better yet, turn into one!" I muttered.

Hermione scoffed. "Oh haha…this is coming from the woman who defeated a dragon in our fourth year...Also, let us not forget that it was your idea to ride a dragon out of the Gringotts bank when we were on the run!"

I laughed sarcastically. "Don't forget, you helped and besides your idea was pathetic compared to mine…"

"Worse mistake/idea that you've ever had…"

"For the love of Merlin, will you two shut up? It's like listening to my parents fight…Are you sure you two aren't together? You sure act like it!" said the man, sorry the 'fucker' as we had called him, and the man we were currently after, Antonin Dolohov, a Deatheater who up until now, was thought to be dead but was actually alive and still kicking, much to our annoyance. We had been tracking an underground gang of deatheaters who had yet to come to the terms that Voldemort was now dead and so, they were still causing terror amongst the Wizarding Community. Although Hermione and I were both Unspeakables, we were part of a joint task force with the Aurors to track down remaining deatheaters and bring them to justice. Although it had been almost fifteen years since the Battle of Hogwarts, deatheaters still managed to lurk around the world and it needed both the Unspeakables and Aurors to track them down.

"Don't be daft, she's like my sister!" Hermione protested at the exact same time I shouted, "Not that I haven't thought about it, but I believe there is the little problem with the fact that we're both the same gender."

Hermione groaned. "Seriously Jacey? You pick now to act like your daft self? Bloody hell…"

"Alright you two, shut up! There is much to be done and not a lot of time to do it…" Dolohov spoke, raising his wand at us. Hermione and I stared at him as he raised his wand and through my binds, I took a hold of Hermione's hand and she grasped it, holding my hand tight. Although we fought like a couple, we loved each other as sisters. I can't deny that I haven't thought about being with her, but we only saw each other as sisters. Don't get me wrong, Hermione was very beautiful with cheekbones to die for, refined nose, deep intense chocolate-coloured eyes and freckles across her face that made her look like a drop dead gorgeous nerd, but she was my sister, my best friend and my confident. After all, if it wasn't for her, I don't think I would have ever defeated Voldemort. She did however try to attempt a relationship with our other best friend, Ron Weasley, or Ronnie as we called him. But even with them, they saw each other as best friends and siblings and so that's what we become, friends…and family.

Dolohov pointed his wand at and I closed my eyes, bracing myself for whatever he had planned. It could only be one thing though, the Killing curse, but as I braced myself for that deadly flash of green light, I felt the rope around both Hermione and myself shift and I could feel that we were being lowered onto the ground. Hermione made a dash for our wands and handed me my wand, before raising hers at Dolohov. We then started to throw the stunning curse at him, as to try and stun him but he laughed, waving his wand to fight them off and shaking his head at our attempts of trying to defeat him.

"Really? And you call yourselves the Golden Trio, well in this case Golden Duo as I can't see Weasley anywhere. I wonder where he is, because I haven't seen the three of you together for a while. I heard he got married….which must be a shame for you, Granger. Didn't you use to date the idiot? So tell me, where is he?" Dolohov asked.

"He is safe from the likes of you and your fellow deatheaters…" Hermione growled, pointing her wand directly at Anton. Well, actually, Ron was at home, after being force to go on early maternity leave by his wife, Hannah, who was once Hannah Abbott. Although Hannah was only seven months pregnant with her and Ron's first child, Ron agreed as the job was taking up most of his time and she was worried for his safety. And so, Ron went on leave and in his stead, was Ginny Weasley, his sister and another one of our best friends.

"Oh, it's such a shame isn't it? And here I was so hoping to destroy the three of you together. Ah well, I suppose I will get my chance with the daft idiot some other time. Now-"

All of the sudden, the tones of 'Call Me Maybe' then filled the air and I frowned, looking to Hermione who frowned as well. Dolohov look annoyed and pulled out his mobile phone and I blinked, shocked that a pure-blood deatheater would have a muggle device.

Hermione thought the same. "A muggle phone device, really? And here I thought you took pride in being a 'pure-blood' deatheater, yet you're using a muggle device. And what's with the song? I'd peg you more as heavy metal death band…"

"Times change, mudblood…it just so happens that these pesky muggles have actually made a wonderful device that allows people to call and talk as if they are right there and as for the song, well, need to know basis. But please do excuse me, for I have no idea who would be calling me but it might be important." Dolohov spoke, touching his phone and pressing it to his ear.

I shrugged. "Of course, because apparently we have all the time in the world…"

Dolohov glared at me before concentrating on what the caller was saying. Obviously the call had pressed a nerve or a few, as Dolohov was getting distressed by the second and he clearly didn't like what the caller was saying to him.

"Say that again…louder…" He snarled, pulling the phone away from him and holding it up for us to see. He had placed the caller on loudspeaker, and an American accent, one that sounded African-American with authority, came through the speakers.

"You are all currently in Parking Level 5 near the Regent Hotel in London Britain. An F-22 is currently on your way and I will not hesitate to fire unless you place the Lady Jacinta Potter on the phone now. Oh, and I have the Ministry of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt here with me, ready to apparate at any moment should you even think of using magic or your wand. I should also tell you that I have your fellow deatheaters surrounded and so you are on your own."

Dolohov raised his wand. "Oh really?"

A sound of a gun went off and Dolohov was suddenly hit in the shoulder, causing him to drop his wand. Hermione rushed over and grabbed it, and held her wand at Dolohov.

"Consider that a warning…"

Dolohov growled as he dropped the phone to hold his arm. He seethed at the voice but then looked to me and nodded, and I walked towards it, picking it up and walking back to Hermione. Hermione kept her wand raised at Dolohov, but kept within distance of the phone so that she could hear. She then placed a binding charm on Dolohov, with ropes wrapping themselves around the deatheater. He resisted of course, but they were tight and kept him in place.

"Jacinta Potter speaking…who is this?" I asked.

"Potter, it's me…"

I frowned. "Kingsley? What in Merlin's name is going on? We're supposed to be working on a case…well attempting to but what-"

"No time for explanations…there is a situation that matters more than capturing Dolohov and don't worry, I have Dean and Seamus ready to apprehend him once we are done here. Now-"

"Kingsley, what…who is that man? And how in the world did he or you know where we were? Kingsley..."

"Potter, there is no time explain! Now, there is a jet on the roof. Please make your way there and I shall explain everything."

I tried to ask more questions but Kingsley had already hung up the phone on his end and I sighed, wondering what in the world was happening. Hermione frowned at me, the same thoughts going through her head.

"What is going on? This is so unlike Kingsley." Hermione remarked.

"I have no idea but we need to go." I said, throwing the phone back at Dolohov, who of course couldn't catch it as he was still bound. "What do we do with him?"

"Must you really ask that question? Stupefy!" Hermione chanted and Dolohov collapsed, unconscious.

"Must you really be so brutal?" I asked.

Hermione shrugged. "He's a deatheater…we either stun them or place a bat bogey charm on them."

I snorted and shook my head. "Right…let's go see what Kingsley wants with us."

We headed towards the building elevator, as we were really in a parking lot building, one of many in the city of London. It wasn't an ideal place to have duel with deatheaters, but as we were following Dolohov, before we were tied up and hanged upside down, he had lead us to the building and I could only be thankful that it was not filled with muggles. Stepping into the elevator, Hermione pressed the button that allowed us to go the roof level of the building and I leaned against the wall as the doors closed. I however was still thinking about Kingsley's strange call and the events that had conspired in the last hour.

"This is all so very strange…" I muttered.

"Says the woman who is the Mistress of Death and the 'Chosen One'… You should be used to strange by now, or haven't you heard? You're a wizard Jace." Hermione commented.

I rolled my eyes at her. "Must you be so sarcastic?"

"Well, I am one the brightest and cleverest wizard of all…of underneath this cleverness, I have an aptitude for sarcasm, or do you not know me?" She remarked.

I sighed. "Yes, clever, wise and bossy…remind me why I'm friends with you?"

"Because you love me…"

I smiled, and she smiled back, straightening up and placing an arm over my shoulders. "Whatever Kingsley and the American want with us, we will face it and solve the problem like we always do. Perhaps it's a deatheater gone mad in the US, though I don't know why they need our help. The Americans have their own witches and wizards and while we may be the best of the best, I wonder what it could be that requires our help. Though, this is all very strange and it raises questions, like how did they know where we were and all that…this has been a strange day."

I nodded and fixed up my outfit, trying to dust of any dust and dirt that may have gotten on it. Looking at the reflection in the elevator mirror, my outfit was okay, just a little worn. I was wearing a black skin-tight black-less lace dress with sleeves and although I had dark black stockings on, it was nice to know that my dress miraculously managed to stay in its position above my knee and not ride up when I was hanging upside down. I also had on my ruby red stiletto pumps on and yes, while my outfit was a little to classy, we were in a nightclub of all places before we managed to get captured by the deatheater we were chasing. Hermione was wearing dark blue jeans, white buttoned blouse and a leather jacket, which was open. She also wore high heeled black boots and underneath the sleeve of her jacket, her battered wand harness was strapped to her wrist.

I played with the strap of my small black over-the-shoulder bag, which had an undetectable expendable charm and weightless charm placed on it. After the war, we had moved into Number Twelve Grimmauld Place and made it our home by sprucing the place up to make it our home. Sirius Black, my godfather, had given me most of his possessions, including the house after he died, along with the title of Lady Black, as I was Sirius's only heir. Thanks to magic, we had added colour to the dreary runes of the house and brighten the place up but we still had the god-awful painting of Walburga Black, Sirius's mother, but luckily I had Kreacher, the Blacks' house elf of many years, to keep her in check. After the war, Kreacher and I had come to respect each other even more and he learned to respect Hermione as well. Though sometimes, he still acted his posh self but he made do with keeping Walburga in line.

The elevator doors suddenly opened and we stepped outside to a gloomy London afternoon. The clouds in the sky were dark and threatened to hail rain. We looked around for a jet and Hermione paused, looking a rather large jet, well, it looked like a jet as it was black, grey and had propellers and such but it didn't look like a jet. The wingspan of the jet was massive, stretching out to hold a propeller on each side and the engine was loud. The back of the jet was open, the loading dock down and we made our way towards it, walking up the ramp and into what looked like the inside of an army plane. Apart from the cockpit, which was located at the front, there were seats located on each side of the jet and overhead lockers located above the seats. Standing near the cockpit, was our boss and Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt, along with another man, an African American man that looked like a pirate and to our surprise, Ginny Weasley.

Kingsley must have heard our footsteps and turned around and smiled at us, before frowning at me. He then handed us two small boxes and I opened mine, only to see my gold twisted band ring with an emerald stone. It was a ring that I had designed and enchanted to allow myself to be normal around all things electrical and technical. As our magic tends to go a bit haywire if we were around to many electrical things, our rings came in handy but I had forgotten to wear mine and so did Hermione as she sighed and slipped on her silver and black band on the middle finger of her right hand and I slipped mine on my left middle finger. Then the ramp closed up and soon, we were in the air, heading towards the sky and hovering high above the city of London.

"Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed before turning to me. "Jace…your hair…what in Merlin's name have you done to it?"

Hermione scoffed as I clenched my teeth together and both Ginny and Kingsley stared at the top of my head. Now, my hair was not my fault. It was actually Luna Lovegood-Longbottom's fault…but long story short, my hair was blue. Not the sky blue or the pretty blue, but it was dark midnight blue colour, with streaks of silver in it. Since I had not seen both Kingsley and Ginny in over a week and the last time they saw me, I had my natural ebony black hair colour, but I now have the blue, which was up in a very lopsided ponytail as it had been messed up while I was hanging upside down. It looked magical, along with my piercing emerald green eyes, but I still looked like a raving lunatic. I had yet to find a way to reverse the spell as it was caused by magic but so far, no such luck.

"Luna did it…" I explained. Ginny tried to stifle her laughter while Kingsley nodded.

"Of course…why doesn't that surprise me? Anyway we have more pressing matters to attend to. Granger, Potter, Weasley, I'd like you to meet Agent Nick Fury, Director of the organisation known as S.H.I.E.L.D, or the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division and he is also my cousin, on my mother's side." Kingsley introduced us. "Nick, this is Hermione Granger and the Lady Jacinta Potter, two of the Golden Trio that so saved the wizarding world all those years ago. Ginny Weasley is the sister of Ron Weasley, who is part of the Golden Trio. She is here as a replacement for Ron."

I nodded, hiding my surprise over the fact that this Agent Fury knew about magic, but also, that Kingsley had family. I mean, he had a wife and a daughter, but cousins? And a cousin from America who just happen to be one of the most dangerous men in the world because he runs the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division? God that was a mouthful… but I shook my head and held out my hand, in which Nick, as Kingsley called him, grabbed it and shook it. He really was dressed as a deadly pirate, with leather pants, boots, and vest with a leather jacket and covering his left eye, was an eye patch.

"It's an honour to meet you, Weasley, Granger and especially you Potter, the woman known as the 'Girl-Who-Lived'. Fancy title, if I may say so. You're probably wondering why the strange circumstances in which brought you here, but I have no time to explain how I got here, or how I was able to track the building you were in or just how much I know about the wizarding community. We have a problem." Agent Fury stated.

"What kind of problem? Because no offence, we deal with problems on a daily basis and you turning up out of the blue and then announcing that we had to drop everything and just jump on a jet and leave a wizard, a wanted deatheater that we have been tracking for months behind just seems to be the lease of our worries. Why are we here?" Hermione demanded to know.

"I take it you've heard about S.H.I.E.L.D, considering you haven't asked me what it is we do." Agent Fury observed.

"I know that you investigate potential threats against mankind and if they are a threat, you eliminate them or you ask them to work with you yet you haven't managed to eliminate or track any of our kind and now, I know why. Is the reason you kept our community a secret was because Kingsley is your family or was there another reason?" Hermione asked.

"More or less…" He then turned to me. "But it would seem that our help was not needed to track your kind, as we have the saviour of your world right here. We would have helped, but Kingsley assured me that Miss Potter had things well in hand…and it's your help that I need. All three of you…we have a threat against mankind, well the world in general."

He picked up a black metal object of some sort and as he handed it to me, I saw that it was an electrical tablet of some sort, like an advance design of an iPad, but more technical and military looking. I turned it on, and the first thing I see is a classified file of a blueish looking object and then suddenly, the tablet then showed us a hologram of it, and I frowned.

"What in Merlin's name is that?" Ginny murmured.

"It's called the Tesseract…and it's an object that is not from this world. Its properties are limitless…It could be the key to unlimited sustainable energy or it could be used as a weapon of destruction, if in the wrong hands. Now, we did have our people trying to figure it out, but it's gone missing and it was taken by a creature not of this world." Agent Fury told us.

"So basically, Agent Fury, you're telling us that you had a weapon of potential mass destruction – a weapon that you know nothing about only that it can do many things, like give us unlimited energy and you've lost it to a madman? Okay…" Hermione spoke.

"It wasn't our intention…and it's Fury…just Fury…" Fury said.

"Okay, Just Fury," I began and Hermione scoffed, "If you don't have it, who does? And what can they do with it? I mean, to me it just looks like a really bright blue weird looking cube and that you are investigating the things it can do but you haven't really given us an idea of what it may do and if in the wrong hands, which obviously it is, what can they do with it?"

Fury sighed. "The man who has it…he's looking to control the universe, take over the world, that sort of thing. A bit like your villain Lord Voldemort…"

I shook my head. "Nobody is like him…he was a cruel, vindictive wizard who sought to kill everybody and everyone…trust me, I know what makes a man a villain…who is this guy?"

"He calls himself Loki…" Fury informed us. I gave him back the tablet.

"Loki, as in the God of Mischief? Thor's brother? I thought they were urban legends…" Hermione remarked.

"They're not…Do you remember an incident in New Mexico not too long ago? The one where I told you to stay out of it as the matter was being handled?" Kingsley asked.

I nodded. A while back, there was an object that had come out of space and basically destroyed a whole town in New Mexico. I only knew about it because of my job but to the public, it was told that it was a military operation gone wrong, but we at the Ministry and the Unspeakable Department knew that something from the Unknown that had destroyed the town. Both Hermione and I had wanted to visit the town and help them but Kingsley had assured us that the matter was being handled.

"That was Loki, hell bent on getting revenge and killing his brother, Thor…and yes he exists too. In fact there are many things that exist beyond our world of magic, so should you really be surprised that gods exist too?" Kingsley pointed out.

He was right, as I had seen things that I never thought would exist and I knew that Hermione would agree because she had read books about strange creatures and other worlds that may exist.

"Loki is also a master in sorcery…witchcraft. Which is why I need your help, because I figured who knows more about magic than any of us do? The Golden trio, well duo of course…I mean, Granger is known as the brightest wizard of her age. Weasley, you may only be your brother's replacement but I have heard some pretty fantastic things about you and you Potter, known as the Saviour – the 'Girl-Who-Lived' and the Mistress of Death…funny that…" Fury stated.

"Say we do help you and our secret gets out and society, that is muggles like yourself begins to hate us and if we fail, they'll hunt us. There is a reason the wizarding community has the Statue of Secrecy, is so that muggles and non-magical beings don't hunt us if they happen to turn on us." Hermione remarked.

Fury smiled. "This is why I am putting together a team of extraordinary beings like you together to eliminate the threat of Loki and not be the only ones in the spotlight. Of course, it hasn't happened yet but be assured that you are not the only ones that have gifts."

He pulled out a small circular object and threw it to the floor, and then suddenly, a hologram of images appeared out of it and Kingsley, Ginny, Hermione and I watched in shock. The images were videos…videos of extraordinary beings. There was a video of a man flying a metal suit and I recognised him as Ironman or otherwise known as Tony Stark, the rich billionaire who had got kidnapped in Afghanistan and then when he had been rescued, he became a changed man and became the hero known as Ironman. I saw a video of a man and woman, assassins I think, working together as one. I looked to my left and saw another video of a creature, a giant whose skin was a deep green and he was taking on a crowd of armed Military soldiers and tanks. I saw that it was a man who went by the name of Dr Bruce Banner and I couldn't help wondering how he managed to cover his rather large green self up when he was being green and mean. Then I saw the video of the incident in New Mexico and a rather large man, whom I could only guess was Thor. Then there was another video of man dressed in a spandex suit styled in the shape of an American flag and I recognised him as Captain America, as I remember Dudley being obsessed with the trading cards when I was younger. But suddenly, I saw something in the corner of my eye and I gasped. There, amongst the videos of the extraordinary beings, was another video…only this time, it was me…defeating Voldemort.

Hermione saw it too and gasped and Kingsley sighed. I turned to him and he looked at me, guilty. The video showed me in a duel with Voldemort in the Great Hall at Hogwarts. It showed the early morning sun coming through the windows of the Great Hall and both Voldemort and I casting our spells and how the spells collided with a bang like a cannon blast. It showed the wand rebounding, as I was its true master and the spell rebounded, showing Voldemort's lifeless body. It showed footage of both Ginny and Hermione fighting the deatheaters at the Battle of Hogwarts and then more footage of me trying to defeat Voldemort. Then the footage was gone, as Fury had picked up the device and placed it back into his pocket.

"How did you come by this? The footage of us, I mean" I whispered.

"I used a time-turner, Potter, to allow them to go back." Kingsley told me.

"How?" I asked.

Hermione frowned. "All the time-turners were destroyed…I know this because we were the ones that damaged them during our time in the Department of Mysteries…and besides, you can only go back a few hours, not years!"

"Does it matter?" Fury asked.

I turned to him. "Yes it matters…How? How were you able to go that far back and better yet, be able to film me defeating Voldemort in the Great Hall, where magic is the most strongest? Tell me, how did you manage to get video footage through a school that interferes with technology?"

Kingsley placed a hand on my shoulder. "Potter, now is not the time to explain…but it was necessary."

"I can assure that only those with the highest level of clearance and of course, the other extraordinary beings in the videos will know about you." Fury assured us.

"I don't feel very assured knowing that Captain America, Ironman, the Hulk, Thor and some assassins know about us. Yes they may have powers themselves, or are dangerous, but this is different. The defeat of Voldemort is…there is a reason why those memories stay in the past." Hermione muttered, rubbing her 'Mudblood' scar, which was hidden underneath her sleeve. I had a similar scar, located across my stomach but instead of 'Mudblood', I had the word 'Traitor' forever embedded in my stomach. I many other scars, including my bolt, located all over me but they all hurt the same.

"The past is painful…this video, it should not be shown, regardless of who it's being shown to. Our past is our story to tell…but anyway, you didn't answer our question. The 'extraordinary' team that you're putting together may know about us, but what about the rest of the world?" I asked.

"We will deal with that when the time comes. For now, you are experts in magic, and while Loki differs from your form of magic, you have an insight of magic and what it can do. Loki may be powerful, but you two together match his magic. Yes, he is a god, but I believe that with your help and the help of the others, we may be able to defeat him." Fury said.

"And do you really think that we should do this?" Ginny asked Kingsley.

"I think they will have a better shot at defeating Loki if you three are with them. I know that this whole mission goes against everything we believe in and that we might be exposed, but ask yourself, is the cost of keeping the secret of our society really worth the damage Loki may cause? It's a risk we have to take; for if we don't, worrying about the Statue of Secrecy will be the lease of our worries should Loki succeed in his agenda." He replied.

I looked to Hermione, and then Ginny and they both looked at me. They then turned to each other and then turned back to me, nodding their heads. I then turned back to Fury.

"Count us in…"

0*0*0*0*0

Third Person POV

Tony Stark landed gently on the metal plate on the rooftop of the Stark Tower and allowed the machinery to remove his metal suit. J.A.R.V.I.S, his AI known as Jarvis, decided then to inform him that Agent Phil Coulson, a man that Tony met ages ago, was on the line and needed his attention.

Tony sighed. "I'm not in…I'm actually out…"

"Sir, I'm afraid he's insisting…"

Tony rolled his eyes. "Grow a spine Jarvis…I got a date."

He continued to walk and eventually he made it to penthouse apartment on the top of his sustainable building that ran on energy and one of the many that he had been working on for months. He reached his girlfriend, Pepper Potts, who was standing near a computer that was showing the many levels of the building's system.

"Levels are holding steady…I think…" Pepper murmured.

"Of course they are…"Tony remarked. "I was directly involved. Which brings me to my next question, how does it feel to be genius?"

Pepper rolled her eyes as she turned around to face him. "Well, I wouldn't really know now would I?"

"What do you mean?" Tony shook his head in mock disbelief. "All of this, came from you!"

Pepper shook her head and pointed to his chest plate, where his arc reactor was humming quietly. "No, all of this came from that…"

Tony paused for a moment. "Give yourself some credit…Please…Stark Tower is your baby…Give yourself twelve percent of the credit."

Pepper scoffed. "Twelve Percent?"

"An argument can be made for fifteen…" Tony protested as Pepper scoffed, "My baby? Twelve percent?"

"Well I did do all the heavy lifting…like literally I lifted the heavy things and sorry, but the security snafu? That was on you…" Tony rambled on as Pepper made her way to the coffee table and lounge and poured herself and Tony a glass of champagne as Tony rambled on. Tony sighed, giving up his rant as he got down on his knees and clinked his glass with hers.

"I'm going to pay for that comment in some subtle way after am I?"

Pepper tilted her head. "Not going to be so subtle…."

Tony grimaced. "Tell you what, the next building is gonna say 'Potts on the tower."

Pepper glared at him. "On the lease…"

He sighed. "Call your mum…can you bunk over?"

Pepper laughed. She stared at her best friend of many years and now boyfriend, and wondered how in the world was he this childish, but then realised this was Tony Stark and of course he was child. She opened her mouth, about to comment when Jarvis informed them that their protocols were being overwritten and that Agent Coulson really needed to see them. Tony sighed as he picked up the small telephonic device and rolled his eyes again.

"You have reached the life model decoy of Tony Stark…" Tony spoke in monotone voice as Agent Coulson kept trying to convince the billionaire it was urgent. "Please leave a message…"

"Stark, this is urgent!"

"Then leave it urgently!" Tony snapped and then, the doors of his private elevator opened and both Pepper and Tony turned to it, only to see Agent Phil Coulson in the elevator, looking tired and distressed.

"Security breach! It's on you…" Tony spoke as Pepper greeted Agent Coulson as Phil. Tony complained about the agent as the two got up from their spots on the floor and walked over to the agent.

Phil sighed as he tried to hand Tony a metallic folder. "We need you to look this over as soon as possible…"

"I don't like being handed things…" Tony muttered

Pepper sighed. "That's fine because I love being handed things…"

She gave Agent Coulson her glass as she took the folder and then preceded to hand the metal object, which was a laptop of sorts to Tony while taking his glass of champagne and then drinking it.

Tony sighed, taking the computer. "Official consulting hours are between the hours of eight and five every other Thursday."

"This isn't a consultation…" Phil informed them.

"Is this about the Avengers?" Pepper asked and the men stared at her. "Which I know nothing about…"

Tony gave Phil a look as he opened the laptop and began to follow the proceedings on the laptop. "The Avengers Initiative was scrapped, I thought. And I didn't even qualify…"

"I didn't know that either…" Pepper pointed out.

"Yeah, apparently I'm volatile, self-obsessed…don't play well with others…" Tony spoke as he reached his own computer and typed in some numbers on the laptop. He got through to the system and found folders and he realised that they were folders on potential members for the Avengers.

"That I did know…" Pepper nodded, agreeing with Tony.

"This isn't about personality profiles anymore…" Phil spoke, his voice quiet.

Pepper frowned as Tony asked for her. She smiled apologetically at him and walked over to Tony, who was staring at the contents on the laptop.

"You know, I thought we were having a moment…" Tony whispered.

Pepper rolled her eyes for the hundredth time. "I was having twelve percent of a moment… but this seems serious…Phil's pretty shaken…"

Tony scoffed. "How would you know if it's…why is he 'Phil'"

Pepper stared at the contents of the laptop, looking at the folders. "What is all this?"

Tony sighed, pressing his fingers to the laptop and throwing them onto the massive screens of his own advance computer. Both Tony and Pepper stared at the contents, which were videos and photos of extraordinary beings showing their talents. The duo stared a video of a man and woman, whom they recognised the female as Natasha Romanoff and a male, and they knew they were assassins working together as one. They saw another video of a creature, a giant whose skin was a deep green and Tony recognised him as the 'Hulk' and her alter ego, Dr Bruce Banner. They saw the video footage of Thor, the God of Thunder and his battle in New Mexico and old video footage of a man dressed in a spandex suit styled in the shape of an American flag and they recognised him as Captain America.

But then, there was a video that intrigued the duo the most. A video of a young teenage girl, whose clothes were war-torn, had blood and dirt all over her and Pepper gasped at the scars on the young girl, but the man in the video was an even more grotesque sight, with a snake-like nose, grey-white skin and eyes that were the colour of blood. They watched as the young girl and the man faced each other in a large hall and then suddenly, the girl and the man waved a weapon and they watched as a green light burst from the man and a red light came from the girl and how the lights collided with each other, causing a bang in the hall and then the man was defeated, and the girl stood over him. There was more footage of the girl, fighting the man, battling each other with the sticks and the flying towards each other. They then saw two other young girls, one with bushy brown hair and the other with fire-red hair fight other people with sticks and Tony gasped as he saw that it was a war and that many of them were young children, not older than eighteen.

"What….who on Earth would go to war with children?" Pepper gasped.

"Obviously someone who is evil…but wait, who was the green-eyed girl with the lightning bolt shaped scar on her forehead?" Tony muttered

"If you help us, Stark, you will soon meet her…she is quite remarkable…one of the best of her kind…" Phil informed them.

"But you didn't answer my question…who is she and what is she? What are they?" Tony asked.

"Her name is Jacinta Potter, and she, along with the other young women and the elder man are what we call witches…"

"Fuck…."

0*0*0*0*0

Twelve Hours Later

Steve Rogers stared at the footage in front of him, watching as Dr Bruce Banner destroyed the many military tanks around him in his large green monstrous form.

"So this Dr Banner was trying to replicate the serum used on me?" Steve asked.

"A lot of people were, as you were the world's first superhero. Banner thought gamma radiation might hold the key to unlocking Erskine's original formula." Agent Phil Coulson told him as he got up from his seat near the cockpit of the jet they were flying on and walking over to Steve.

"Didn't really go his way, did it?" Steve muttered as he watched the footage.

Coulson nodded in agreement. "Not so much…When he's not that thing though, the man is like a Stephan Hawking…"

Steve frowned, looking to Coulson who quickly replied. "He's like a smart person…"

Steve nodded and continued to look through the folders on the laptop he held. This new world was strange to him, as technology had advanced in a way that was a bit too much but he was learning to adapt quickly, though he needed time to get his head around things. He sighed, ready to put the laptop down when a video caught his eye. He pressed on the video and gasped, as he saw a young teenage girl and it wasn't the state of her clothes or the fact that she was standing in a war-torn building, but her eyes. Behind a pair of circular black glasses, were the deepest emerald green eyes he had ever seen. Her face was bloody and dirty but she had a look of determination and she looked like she had been through hell. Her hair was dark as night, and located on her forehead, was a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt.

Steve wondered what situation the girl was in as she didn't look older than seventeen. He watched as she spoke to a man, whose face was evil as the clothes he wore and his eyes, the colour of blood. He watched as the girl faced the man, and then duel each other with a weapon that looked like a stick and that shot out bursts of light. He gasped as the two fought each other, but then sighed in relief as the girl become the victor, and stood where the man had been slayed. Steve frowned as the video changed to two young women, one with curly brown hair and the other with red hair and how the two were fighting others with the same weapon and defending what Steve could guess was a school, as most of the fighters were young children. Steve pressed on the photo that was behind the video and saw an older version of the trio of girls, but older. The girl didn't wear her glasses, and it made her look even more beautiful and refined. He found himself captivated by the young girl, and looked up to Coulson, who was looking at the video.

"The Lady Jacinta Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ginny Weasley…that's their names…" Coulson began. "They are witches and many years ago, they fought in a war…"

"Witches? I thought they were myths…legends even…how can…wait magic exists?" Steve stammered.

Coulson nodded. "Yes….it does…and two of them Lady Potter and Granger, well, those two are the most powerful of their kind…especially Potter. Weasley is the sister of the brother who was part of the Golden Trio. I don't know if they are powerful like Loki but if we are to defeat him, we need them."

"What if they turn against us? If they are like Loki, wouldn't they want to be with him and not with us?" Steve asked.

Coulson shook his head. "No…because out of those three, both Lady Potter and Granger differ from most. Hermione has non-magical parents, and Jacinta grew up in a household with non-magical guardians and while Ginny grew up in the magical world, she has changed. They may be powerful with magic, but they are human. I had the honour of being able to film that footage you see there…and I saw Potter…she is more humane than any of us."

"How did you manage to film this?" Steve wondered aloud.

"Magic…there is a whole other world that is filled with magic and magical creatures, but the Wizarding society is kept a secret for a reason…but now that we have you and the others, this may give them the chance to show that magic can be good…in a way…we defeat Loki, perhaps the Wizarding community may not have to hide." Coulson murmured.

"You seem to know a lot about it…"

"My mother was a witch…and that makes me what they call a squib, which is like a non-magical human born to a magical family. And she taught me everything…" Coulson told him.

Steve nodded, turning back to the green eyed girl on his screen. "Can we trust them?"

"With everything that's been happening, we will need to, because there will come a time when we will need their magic, and their help."

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