Summary: Auror partners Dorea and Draco were captured while on a mission… injured and unable to use magic, they're met with unexpected people which includes a muggle genius and a mad 'relative' no one knew existed until now. Will they be able to escape? What does the future hold for them?

AN: I do not own Harry Potter or the Marvel Universe. They belong to their respective authors and writers.

I would like to apologize for any mistakes in advance. Please do not copy this story.

Tony Stark – 29 May 1976 – 33yrs

Dorea Potter – 31 July 1982 – 27y

According to Wiki, Tony was Kidnapped on Feb 13th 2009; his return press conference is dated to May 3rd, 2009. We'll be going according to that.

She held her breath, staring as the man groaned, obviously waking up after days and shifted on the cot. She shrank back against the other side of the wall where another cot was lying, trying to hide as best as could. She was sure she had a fracture in her left leg, but what worried her was Malfoy – his head, stomach and his wand hand were covered with bandages. It had been more than a week and she was still waiting for him to wake up.

She didn't know who the man was but remembered these people calling him 'the merchant of death', talking about how they want him to build weapons for them. One thing she knew for sure – these people were terrorists and it was self-explanatory why they want this particular man to stay alive, but why was she here? Wherever this was?

She and Malfoy had been on a mission in Istanbul, Turkey after 37 people were killed in 'terrorist' attacks. The moment the two of them had entered the warehouse, they had sensed that something was amiss. She couldn't mistake it after working as an Auror for about 10 years now, 6 of which had been with Malfoy. What caught them off-guard was that there was no trace of magic. The next thing she knew, there was gas everywhere which made them lightheaded and then there was the blast. The last thing she remembered was seeing heavily armed muggle men before she felt a pinprick of sensation and everything went dark.

She had woken up in this god-awful cage with every part of her body throbbing and new clasped bracelets wrapped around both their wrists. She had tried to take the heavy metal off, only for it to tighten and send shockwaves throughout her body. They had been drugged and they didn't have their wands with them anymore. That's when she realised that they were both fucked, because the bracelet was binding her magic. Nothing made sense. She was alone with Malfoy who needed a healer. She remembered him telling her about Astoria finally being pregnant with their first child after years, not trying to be too excited but failing miserably. Now here he was, fighting for his life and there was nothing she could do to help. She had never felt this powerless before. She had been praying… hoping that Kingsley, Ron, Hermione, Neville or anyone would find them, but after more than a week, her hope was diminishing.

Her eyes went back to the man when he groaned again. As far as she could tell, the man was a muggle, but she wasn't going to make another mistake thinking that he was harmless… no, she had learnt the lesson the hard way and now, they were paying for it. She winced, the movement causing pain and her hand went to her ribcage involuntarily. For most part, it was healed but the medicine provided to her was almost gone and she was saving it for her partner, for whenever he woke up. He had been in the worse condition and the collars biding their magic weren't doing them any favours. She couldn't remember how many days has it been or why were these muggles holding them hostage or who the man was she was forced to save. They had dragged him into the cave that served her as a cell, bleeding and broken. He'd been cut open and had a magnet in his chest keeping him alive, but it wasn't enough. One of them had threatened to kill Draco if she didn't do anything to save the man. She had no idea how they knew about the existence of magic or where they got the binding collars from, but she was forced to tell them about the ingredients for a potion that could save a life. She had never been good at potions, but Hermione had taught her how to make potions in case of emergencies. Thankfully, it worked as the man gasped with obvious pain and his eyes snapped open.

He coughed and his hand went to the tube in his nose. Even in the drugged state, he didn't think twice and yanked it out, making her shudder reflexively. That had to hurt, but she stayed in the corner, not willing to draw attention… his or of the ones keeping eyes on them through the cameras.

He sat up, eyes filtering around wildly, just the way she had done a couple of days ago. Her hand involuntarily tightened on the heavy skillet that had been provided to her for cooking, ready to hit him in case he tried anything; not that she thought he could in his current condition. Maybe she was being paranoid, but who could blame her? For a second, she thought to ask him if he too was a part of this organisation or why these men called him 'the merchant of death', bur discarded it as soon as it came, not sure if it would do more harm or good.

She saw how his eyes swept through the cave, lingering on the heavy door that had been barred from the outside and then at the numerous cameras.

"Fuck!" he rasped, thankfully in English.

Tilting his head, he looked around, frowning when he saw Draco lying on a cot before landing on her and they both froze. She saw the same panic in his eyes that must be reflecting in hers. Then slowly, he looked down at the metal and the wires running out of his chest and demanded, "What the hell did you do to me?"

Just for a moment, she thought of snapping at him, but the naked fear on his face stopped her. He seemed like a victim, just like her or Malfoy. So instead, she said, "They were the ones who saved your life. I didn't do much."

He glanced at the wires following the battery and he just stared, looking lost and she couldn't help but feel pity. He must be scared because clearly, he seemed surprised to be here and on top of that, waking up to a metal piece stuck in your chest.

She sighed, knowing she had to tell him what she knew. He deserved at least that much.

"That is an electromagnet, hooked up to a car battery. They said that they removed as much shrapnel from your chest as they could, but there are still some pieces left." She told him earning a sharp glare and added, "I heard them talking. That magnet is keeping the shrapnel from entering your heart. You should've been dead, but it's keeping you alive."

He glanced back at the wires and the magnet in his chest for some time before zipping the chain of his sweater close. He looked scared as he stared into the burning fire where the food was cooked. She chose to stay quiet despite the million questions filtering in her head. He seemed disoriented, ready to collapse any second, so she moved towards the utensils, where a jug of water was left the day before, poured a glass and held it out for him. He just stared, making no move to take it, so she whispered hesitantly, "It's water."

He didn't say anything but inclined his head in thanks.

"Who's that?" he asked, nodding towards Malfoy.

She sighed, knowing she had to give him something and replied cautiously, "A friend."

He eyed Draco's prone form before his eyes snapped back to her and muttered, "How exactly did you end up here?"

"We were trying to find out more about the terrorist attacks in Istanbul. As you can tell it didn't go as planned… I woke up here." She told him simply.

"Wait… you work for the British government? Does that mean…" He started only to startle when she hissed, "Shut up!"

His eyes went wide, but he didn't get the time to question her as she shuffled, planting herself between the door and the man lying on the cot. The huge door was thrown open and numerous men stepped into the room with large guns. Along with them was the man who had given her the medicines, the one who had saved this man. Yinsen, if she remembered correctly. Their leader shoved him forward with so much force, that he landed near their feet, but hurriedly got up and put his hands on his head. Then the man, who seemed to be their leader, began to speak. A long-ass speech apparently and she had to bit her lip to keep her mouth shut. She couldn't use her magic and she wasn't going to leave Draco vulnerable by doing something stupid.

Then her attention was snapped towards Yinsen as he translated, "He says 'Welcome, Tony Stark, the most famous mass murderer in the history of America and is honoured. He wants you to build the missile. The Jericho missile that you demonstrated."

With that, Yinsen took the picture and showed it to the man. "This one."

The man eyed the picture, looking grim for a second before his eyes turned hard and he said, "I refuse."

Yinsen glanced at the man before his eyes turned towards the leader and whispered, "He says no."

Next thing she knew, they kicked the man hard enough that he fell to his knees, gasping for breath. Then they dragged him and Yinsen out, leaving her alone to process everything that she had learnt.

Dorea might not be smart like some, but she wasn't foolish. She had known about the terrorist attacks for years now, but the one she and Draco had been sent to investigate were different. The people that had been killed in Istanbul were wizards. 29 wizards and witches out of 37 casualties… It was no coincidence. The weird part was that there was no trace of magic in the place. What she was dying to know was why did they kidnap her and Draco? It had to be someone from the wizarding community, given their 'bracelets'. But the question remained, who and what did they want?

From what she had learnt until now, the man – Tony Stark, she had to remind herself, had to be an engineer or a scientist… a very famous one for these terrorists to kidnap him to build the missiles he had made for the army. She turned her head to look at Draco's form and sighed, once again wishing she had her wand. Hoping for someone to find them, but the chances of their survival were getting slim.

She was startled out of her musing when the door opened with another loud bang and the men re-entered the room; Yinsen or Stark nowhere in sight. Guns pointed at her, two men grabbed her arms rather roughly and dragged her out. She tried to shrug out of their grip, despite knowing without magic, she'll be useless, only for one of them to hit the back of her head with a gun. She couldn't stop the gasp of pain and stumbled forward, but they held her tight, stopping her fall as they spoke to each other about God knows what!

When they reached the exit, her eyes fell on Stark. He was standing at the end of the corridor, car battery in hand, hair wet and dull eyes. For some unknown reason, she felt the urge to comfort him… to tell him that they'll get out of here alive… that it would be okay, but she didn't, for she knew that it could very well be a lie. So she stayed quiet, even when they shoved her to stand beside him and his eyes shot to hers, confused and terrified.

They pushed the two forward, making them almost stumble and she had to blink as the bright light suddenly hit her eye after days. The leader spoke something, but she didn't pay him much attention as she squinted at all the weapons that filled the open area. Weapons which had 'Stark' printed on every one of them. Her mind whirled and she couldn't help but glance at the said man, who himself was looking around perplexed.

Their leader gestured them to follow him and Dorea did with a huff… what choice did she have?

Yinsen was standing not a few feet away with another group of men, but as they moved closer, she froze in her tracks, startling them all with the abruptness. As Stark was right beside her, he too stopped and frowned at her. She was aware of their leader speaking something, Yinsen talking as well, but her eyes were only on the man standing a couple of feet away. Someone shoved her hard and she fell to the ground, blinking back the sudden pain which didn't register… because the man who was staring back at her was none other than Sirius.

EN: So, I was trying to get back to writing my pending stories and this was the result. It has around 7-9 chapters, 6 of which are done and I'll be updating a chapter every week. My city is almost Corona free and the government has opened almost everything, but the schools and colleges. Let's hope things get better and we get rid of this soon.

Meanwhile, I'm trying to finish my other works, which are not abandoned! I'll be posting Shadow in the Starlight and my other 3 short stories as soon as they're finished.

Positive Criticism is always appreciated unless it is rude or insulting. Have a nice day everyone.

Next chapter will be posted on Aug 7th.

July 31st, 2020