Authors Note:
If you're on AO3 this story might be familiar to you. If you're not, allow me to explain somewhat.
This is the universe where the Avengers are all magical. They're orphaned (or so they think) from babyhood, and grow up as adopted orphaned siblings (the siblings Rogers) in a Brooklyn orphanage. Then, they discover they're magical and go off to Hogwarts. This will take place canonically at the same time as Chamber of Secrets, so they're a year below Harry, Ron and Hermione.
For the purposes of this, I've got good Loki, Dr Strange, and Avengers original team, with personalities pretty much taken from their eventual growth. If you have any questions, please pop them in a review!
Prologue
SHIELD Director Nick Fury looked out over the grey and dismal skyline of turn-of-the-millennia London. It was close, but it wasn't quite right. "More" he ordered his companion, the stoic yet heartbroken Elite Auror Agent Phil Coulson. Phil's eyes were trained on a nondescript building that they both knew for a fact contained the very people they were messing with time for. The fate of the world - both wizarding and muggle - rested on what they were doing.
"Isn't this enough?" Phil asked hopefully. "Can't we just go there and explain everything to them? Why risk all this?"
"You know why, Agent" Fury replied, tone calm but determined. "That, what they are now, what they will be in the current timelines future, it isn't enough. It won't be when they need it to be most. We need them to be family, Phil, in all meanings of the word. Only that bond, only this plan can make that happen. You know that. I know that. We have to have faith that they will be what we need them to be, when we need them to be it. This life, their life, it won't be easy, but it will be worth it. They'll have nothing but each other. Stark cannot be a Slytherin, not again. It nearly killed him and ruined them all, same with Strange. Now, I have no illusions that it will tame Stark or Loki's more colourful personality issues, but we both know that there's nothing that they cannot achieve if they work together. I'm just giving them the push they need. And you're following orders, Agent. So, get moving."
"Yes Sir" Phil sighed bitterly, spinning their modified Time Turner the final few spins to take them to where they had to go.
Phil bit back a fruitless complaint as Fury stopped them outside a snow-covered building that Phil, personally, would have condemned with a swing in his step and a song in his heart. An old box held the infant children that held the fate of the future. "We can't risk them being separated" Phil pointed out reasonably, forcing himself not to voice any of his objections.
"It's all in hand" Fury assured him, busy writing a letter via magic. "I just need to know what name to give them. Stark is a bit obvious, given everything that Stark will be. For such a smart guy he's still so very Stark. Howard's genes really did a number on him."
"Rogers" Phil interrupted. "It's common enough, mundane, and we know his mother won't be able to do anything about it - the others, not so much. Besides, one of them was very nearly a Rogers anyway." Fury nodded and wordlessly placed the letter in with the babies before turning and walking away. Phil muttered a goodbye and a hope for the future, paying special attention to a sandy haired baby in a blue babygrow. "Until we meet again, Avengers." Nine young babies, of varying ages and looks, slumbered peacefully, completely unaware that their lives would forever be different from what they had been destined to be. But, in a tiny part of their minds, they would always remember Phil's parting words, they would always be the Avengers.
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