"Boys?"
"Tony, Bruce."
"Tony!"
With a clatter, Tony Stark rocketed up from his seat in the workshop, and let out a grunt as he tried to rearrange his bearings. The lights were on when he was fairly sure they had been off before, and he was pretty sure there was the smell of coffee in the air. He had to rub his eyes a couple of times before he could actually see anything with them. What they eventually saw was one Pepper Potts standing in front of him with two cups of coffee in hand and an expectant look on her face.
"You know, when I made you CEO of Stark Industries, I thought you'd outgrow the whole coffee delivery thing." He said as he rubbed his face. The workstation had been powered off, the designs for the Mark VIII armor were no longer being displayed, and his little research side project was exactly where he had left it with Bruce.
Said scientist and occasional big green monster was slumped over on a couch with Stark tablet in one hand and his glasses in the other.
"Well, I thought I'd take a trip down memory lane and also visit after the battle and see the damage." Pepper gave him a small smile and placed the cups of coffee down on the adjoining table next to the workstation. "Need to make sure my twelve percent didn't get too roughed up."
"Oh, I'm never going to live that down, aren't I?"
"No, you will not."
Tony hid his smile behind the cup of coffee and was pretty sure Pepper saw it anyway. The CEO of Stark Industries and one of the most powerful women in the world was currently making sure that Bruce didn't break his glasses by taking them out of his hand. The man didn't even budge as the tablet followed and simply continued to sleep with a slight snore.
Maybe the battle had taken a little more out of him than he had let on.
"Now, I'm not saying I don't enjoy your company because I do certainly enjoy it," Tony said, and Pepper raised a manicured eyebrow at him. "but didn't you have to be in D.C. for the zoning of the next three buildings?"
"I was heading to D.C., but the alien invasion kind of derailed that plan." Pepper frowned at some cheeseburger wrappers that were haphazardly scattered around the couch Bruce was sleeping on. "But then I, and everyone on the plane, watched as the top of Stark Tower was flattened when the portal was closed. Obviously, I had to come back. But more importantly, I was concerned about you and also the fact that the person who did flatten the roof and close the portal wasn't actually an Avenger at all but a complete stranger-"
"Funny that you say that…"
"-and I'm now being hounded by the FBI, SHIELD, news reporters, and several congressmen about who exactly was the mystery man on the roof who closed the portal." Pepper had her hands on her hips, and he was pretty sure that he'd never been more attracted to her then in that moment.
"I have an explanation for all of that." Tony held up a finger as he drained half of the coffee. Then he ushered Pepper onto the stool he had previously been sleeping in and tapped his workstation awake. The half-finished schematics for the Mark VIII armor came into view and those were soon swiped away. JARVIS – his ever-wonderful artificial intelligence – provided the file he was actually looking for without a word.
"Tony, what is…" Was all that Pepper managed to say before her eyes actually saw what they were looking at. The file that Tony and Bruce had assembled was more filled out then that bare-bones folder that SHIELD had. For a spy agency they were rather lackluster in finding anything about the wizard other than the basics. The two of them had gathered all of this information in the span of a couple of coffee fueled hours in the workshop.
"This," Tony said and snapped his fingers to the expanding file, the images moving out into a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree view around them. Footage from the roof of the Stark Building at multiple different angles dominated the displayed windows. There were also videos playing of the aftermath in the penthouse as well as truly dated footage from the United Kingdom in the late nineties. He also couldn't forget the spare number of legal documents that Bruce had managed to find that were currently right in front of Pepper. "is who they're looking for."
He stood back and simply watched for a moment as Pepper took in all the information. It was quite a lot to take in, especially when she got to the footage of the fight between the wizard and Loki himself. Tony hadn't even believed it at first, but Thor had dropped by to confirm it as the truth. All it took was one red bolt to the chest and Loki was sent hurtling off the tower's edge towards the pavement below. A red bolt that came from what looked like a stick of all things.
It was also probably concerning that he wasn't completely surprised by the turn of events. This superhero thing was changing a lot more than he realized.
"His name is Harry Potter?" Pepper asked as she pointed at one of the few legal documents he and Bruce had found. Other than a birth certificate and some school reports there was nothing. It was like the man didn't even go to middle school, or the British equivalent to middle school. He didn't even have a driver license.
"Harry James Potter to be exact." Tony said as he finished his coffee. "Though the man has other titles apparently. Thor mentioned that he was also called The Boy-Who-Lived, The Man-Who-Conquered, The Savior of Britain, and The Master of Death. I've also found mention of a Lord Black, but anyway, Point Break was surprised that none of us had even heard of him before."
"That's… Savior of Britain?" Pepper gave him a slightly incredulous look. Tony had to admit that he had momentarily doubted Thor's words. But the logical part of his brain reminded him that in the time he knew the Norse God, he never once told a lie, so there was no reason for him to start with the wizard. "I don't remember hearing anything happening in Britain recently."
"Mmm, which means that there's something we aren't fully seeing here. All those titles suggest that Potter isn't the only wizard around and there was no mention of anything major happening in Britain with Potter." Tony said as he walked over to Bruce and gave the man a firm shake on the arm. He then sidestepped the way that Bruce staggered and then fell out of the couch. "However, Thor certainly knows about the titles, and I find it curious, since he only arrived on Earth around a year ago."
"Wha…" Bruce muttered as he sat up from the ground. "What time is it?"
"Its eight-" Pepper started but Tony cut her off.
"It's time to get some breakfast!" The accompanying growl of the stomach accentuated the point. Bruce rubbed his face and then realized that his glasses were no longer there. Pepper pointed to them and then looked back at all the information that he and Bruce had compiled.
Especially the one with the grainy footage from the nineties.
"There are wizards now?" Pepper looked at him with a doubting expression even though she had just looked at the footage. Maybe it was just some last-ditch hope for the world to not get more complicated. Tony could empathize, but then again, there was no looking past the aliens.
"Yep." He popped the 'P' and offered a smile. Potter might have been the first wizard he had met, but Tony had a feeling that there were more of them out there, and JARVIS had hacked into all the security cameras in New York City months ago. It was now just a process of reviewing the footage for any magic.
"You don't seem that surprised?" Bruce asked as he put the glasses on and took a sip of his coffee. His eyes gave the displayed information a once over before looking back to Pepper.
"Well, I did watch an alien invasion occur not even a day ago, so magic isn't that far of a stretch." Pepper sighed and gestured to the video footage of Potter blasting Loki off the Stark Tower. Bruce nodded absentmindedly to that.
"I'm more interested in how deep this whole magic thing goes." Tony said and walked back over to Pepper. A couple of taps in the air where some of the documents were being projected made them expand and become more readable. "Clearly, English here is obviously more than meets the eye. He's definitely hiding something. No one just falls off the face of the Earth in '91 and makes a dramatic reappearance in 2012."
"And by the footage we know he can teleport at will." Bruce added and indicated at the video. "Which defies the laws of physics! Or maybe he's using a modified version of an Einstein-Rosen Bridge that's so densely packed that it only appears for a split second?"
"Unless it's so incredibly small that we wouldn't see it then it might be something else." Tony brought up the footage of Potter teleporting. "It wasn't so much that he snapped out of existence as he was… twisted? Twirled?" He looked a little closer at the footage again and Bruce wasn't fare behind him. "It's almost like he collapsed in on himself and simply disappeared. And let's not forget about the way he sent Loki flying from the tower with a wooden stick-"
"Boys." Pepper chided them both. Tony hadn't even realized that she had left her seat or how he and Bruce were bent over the video. He wanted to get back into the groove of fishing things out and solving problems. But then Bruce's stomach growled at them all.
"Right, food first, and then we can get back into this." Tony said and Bruce readily agreed. Pepper simply rolled her eyes at them and led the way out of the workshop. Her heels clicked with each step and Tony shut the workstation down on the way towards the door.
"You know, now that we're on the topic of food," Bruce started as they passed through the door and made their way towards the elevator. "what do wizards eat?"
"Bacon, eggs, and cheese, on a roll? For breakfast?"
Harry Potter watched as his godson simply nodded his head and pushed the other tinfoil wrapped breakfast sandwich a little closer to him. When he said that Teddy could choose what they were having for breakfast he didn't exactly expect for the teen to go out and order something. They had a fully stocked pantry and fully functional kitchen. Yet, his godson had gone for breakfast sandwiches from the bodega on the corner.
"Ish delishous!" Teddy said around a big bite of his own sandwich. Crumbs and a bit of bacon flew from his mouth as he spoke. Some of the yoke from the eggs was dripping down onto the wrapper.
"Is this what they're serving at Ilvermorny?" Harry asked as he opened the tinfoil wrapping of his own sandwich. He couldn't really imagine the Americans serving this as a breakfast food. Though, Hogwarts did have lots of bacon and eggs in their breakfast line up, so maybe it wasn't so much of a stretch.
"Nah, its normally just regular stuff." Teddy said as he swallowed. "But it doesn't take that much work to slap some bacon and eggs into two slices of bread with some cheese. You'd be surprised how easy it is after one semester of cooking class."
His godson took another bite of his sandwich and then washed it down with some orange juice. It certainly smelled good, and when Harry looked down at his own, he paused for a moment as he felt not an ounce of actual hunger. One of the downsides of his situation, he no longer needed any form sustenance to survive, which had been put to the test per Hermione. But that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy the act of eating.
Food was still food after all.
So, Harry dug in with vigor, and found that it did in fact taste delicious. It was a sandwich made of bacon, eggs, and cheese, so of course it was delicious! Washing it down with orange juice was an interesting choice, but Teddy seemed to enjoy it, so Harry didn't judge. Hell, he'd been drinking pumpkin juice at Hogwarts and was best friends with food connoisseur Ronald Weasley, so this was hardly the oddest combination.
"If you two are finished with the food, we have work to begin with." The ever-calm tone of Death sliced through the kitchen and made both godfather and godson jump in their seats. The primordial being walked into the kitchen with an almost expectant look on her face. A manicured eyebrow was hitched and for a moment Harry was reminded of Professor McGonagall.
"Right! The Infinity Stones!" Teddy exclaimed with a look in his eyes that was eerily similar to the Weasley Twins when they got up to no good. That sent a shock of pain through Harry's heart for a second, but it was gone in a moment, and he was left with a somewhat bitter taste in his mouth. "We're finally starting the quest!"
"I'm starting the quest." Harry said and wadded up the empty tinfoil into a ball. "You are just a student who is going back to school once everything with Congress settles down."
"What?!" Teddy looked at him and then at Death. "B-But this is the Quest for the Infinity Stones! We've been talking about it since I was old enough to walk! I'm as much a part of it as you two are!"
"You are but a child Edward." Death said and ignored the way that Teddy pouted about how he was fourteen. "The Infinity Stones are the Six Pillars of Harmony. They are aspects of Creation and Destruction themselves. Your mortal form would be unable to do more than gaze upon them."
"Aha! I can't touch them, but I can still watch!" Teddy pointed out with a triumphant look on his face.
"I don't think that was the point she was going for." Harry said as he threw his tinfoil ball into the rubbish bin. "Besides, you have to get back to Ilvermorny."
"But it's the weekend." Teddy countered. "That means I can stay until Monday."
Harry wanted to send a counter right back at his godson, but he didn't really see a point in doing so. It was Saturday after all and Ilvermorny didn't schedule classes on the weekends. There was also the fact that Teddy was almost as committed to the task of finding the Infinity Stones as Harry was. He'd probably find a way to sneak out of Ilvermorny if Harry sent him back early anyway.
"Fine." He said and held up a finger before Teddy could burst with victory. "But you are not touching any of them. And before you even ask, no, we aren't going to go run around and play any pranks with them." Harry ignored the way his godson rolled his eyes at that. "You also can't tell anyone outside of this room about what we're doing."
"What about all the Department Heads we told yesterday?" Teddy asked.
"They had to know since some muggle governmental agencies were looking for the Tesseract and the scepter. Other than them and the people in this kitchen, no one else can know."
"Not even Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron?"
"Uh… we'll tell them about it later." Harry said quickly. Knowing Hermione, she'd want to research the hell out of the Infinity Stones, and she'd drag Ron along with her.
"Fine." Teddy said and quickly threw away the scraps of his breakfast. Harry didn't even get a chance to speak before Teddy was already going off again. "Now let's get to work. Are we gonna look at the Space Stone first or are we gonna break the Mind Stone out of the scepter?"
"Neither." Harry said and confusion appeared on his godson's face. It was followed by realization as he watched Harry flick his wrist and the Elder Wand snap into place. "We're going to lock the apartment down with so many wards that it'll make Gringotts look like the Hogwarts broom sheds."
He never did understand why Hogwarts kept its brooms in such shoddily built and warded storage spaces.
"Two-way locks?" Teddy asked as he took out his own wand. Thankfully, the Americans didn't bother with restricting the use of underage magic, for it was rather counterintuitive. Something that Britain was still lacking.
"And many more." Harry nodded as Death stepped to the side. She was idly running a finger over the signet ring on her middle finger. The symbol of the Deathly Hallows flashing as she did so. "I've become somewhat of an expert on warding recently."
"Yeah, unless you know more about it than Aunt Hermione, then you can't call yourself an expert." Teddy smirked and then dodged Harry's attempt at flicking his ear.
Cheeky little bugger.
Harry then schooled his expression some and Teddy followed suit. Reaffirming the wards around the apartment was no small task. He had spent a good couple of days setting them up when he had first moved to New York. Hermione had come to help – more accurately did most of the work – during those days and almost didn't leave when she bore witness to Death's own brand of magic. It had been like watching two immovable objects bump into one another. Death's disregard for other mortals that weren't Harry and Teddy, and the will of one Hermione Granger when it came to learning new magic.
He still didn't understand why Death indulged Hermione and her never-ending quest for knowledge.
Nor did he truly understand how she had managed to convince Death to share the barest hints of how Primordial Magic worked in the first place.
The very same Primordial Magic was at work in conjunction with his and Teddy's own magic. Harry had the Elder Wand in hand and was going through the motions and incantations he had so recently become an expert in. Teddy followed along with some of the simpler wards as well as whenever a two-way lock was used. Death had no need for a wand and simple did whatever it was that she did when they needed to truly lock the apartment down. Those eyes colored like ash seemed to glow as she did.
Harry could feel it in his body as the wards came up around the apartment as they went along. Every crack and slip were filled to the point where the very air felt compressed slightly. It was certainly constricting, but what they were about to do required a very high level of security, so some personal comfort had to be sacrificed.
By the end, it was safe to say that almost no one would be able to enter the apartment, for the number of wards erected was able to rival those that Hogwarts had set up after the Second Wizarding War had ended.
"Alright, now let's take a look at it." Teddy said eagerly. His wand was shoved into his back pocket and for a moment Harry debated if he should remind his godson at how dangerous that could be. Mad-Eye Moody's scolding about keeping his wands out of his back pocket rang through his head, especially the one about accidentally blowing off a buttock, due to poor wand placement.
"Keep it out of your back pockets." Harry decided to keep with Moody's eye for common sense. His own wand was flicked back into his wrist holster as Teddy pouted and took out his own wand to simply place to the side. Harry made a mental note about looking into wrist holsters for his godson.
He was probably old enough to start getting serious about the more offensive capabilities of magic.
I fought – er, narrowly escaped – a dragon at fourteen, Harry thought to himself, and now Teddy might have to deal with aliens and whatnot. What has the world come to?
"Alright," Harry might have pulled some Dumbledore dramatics as he reached down into his mokeskin pouch. For all his faults, the guy did know how to entertain. "you're about to lay your eyes on a, what was it Death, a 'pillar of harmony'?"
"Unless you have suffered from a spontaneous bout of amnesia, which is impossible, then I say your attempts at dramatizing the situation with humor have fallen flat." Death said and Teddy snorted at that.
"Well, you can't win 'em all." Harry took hold of the Infinity Stone between his fingers and pulled it out of the bag.
The Space Stone glowed bright blue in the palm of his hand, and it bathed the room in a sheen. Teddy gasped at the sight and would have leaned in for a closer look if not for the hand that Death had on his shoulder. Harry looked down at the Infinity Stone with a hint of trepidation. The little rock had leveled the roof of the Stark Building and had nearly sent him and Selvig plummeting to their deaths. What was to say that it didn't blow up the entire apartment building?
He felt an increase in power come off the stone when his line of thought had strayed. Oh no, Harry looked down at the Space Stone, did this one have a form of sentience as well? As if to answer his unspoken question, the stone visibly glowed in his palm, and Harry tightened his grip of the thing less it got any bright ideas.
"A feisty one." Death said in an odd tone with a hint of a smile on her face. Harry saw that his godson hadn't caught it at all, but he certainly did, and it was difficult to mistake it for something else. It was fond, almost familial.
"It kinda looks like the Resurrection Stone." Teddy pointed out as he tried and failed to peer closer at the Space Stone.
"What? No it doesn't." Harry fished out the necklace with the Resurrection Stone. The black diamond with the sigil of the Deathly Hallows glinted in the blue glow coming from the Space Stone. The golden filigree encasing the stone itself remained unblemished.
"Okay, they don't look the same, but I bet they feel the same." Teddy grinned at him when Harry looked down, one stone in each hand, both of them radiating magic in the air. They definitely did not feel the same, one of them letting him peer through the veil, while the other did only Merlin knows what.
"My gift to Harry is not the focus." Death said and her gaze was almost solely focused on the Space Stone. "You both are currently bearing witness to one of the Six Pillars of Harmony. The universe itself was created using the stones and now we have one right here. Do you feel its power? Do you hear the call?"
Harry looked at Death with a hint of uncertainty as he tucked the Resurrection Stone back into his shirt. The primordial being had leaned in slightly when she spoke, much like Teddy was trying to do, and he had never seen her look so captivated by anything as she did right then. It was in all honesty, surprisingly human of her, and that in itself was slightly concerning.
"I can certainly feel its power." Harry said as he rolled the Space Stone with his fingers. The edges of the stone itself were uneven and jagged. But there was an innate power to it as well. The stone was radiating it like an overcharged ward stone. And then there was the fact that the stone had a form of sentience.
It was definitely odd to feel thoughts coming from a rock, even by magical standards.
"Can you use your magic with it?" Teddy tried to peer closer and was yet again held back by Death's hand. "Can you open another portal like the one from yesterday?"
"I'd think we should avoid any more portals that contain alien invaders." Harry looked at his godson and then towards Death. "The entire apartment isn't going to collapse in on itself if I do open a portal, right?"
"I…" Death looked, uncertain, and then she looked down at the hand she had on Teddy's shoulder. The signet ring flashed gold for a moment before fading into the duller tone it always bore. "I cannot guarantee that it will not happen, for the Infinity Stones have minds of their own, so it will be up to you to understand how to control it."
Not at all reassuring.
"Well, lets try something simple then, like…" Harry looked around and grabbed an empty mug from the cupboard. "trying to levitate this mug? The Space Stone is connected to space, so it has control over gravity, right?"
"Wouldn't it be obvious?" Teddy made a face. "It's in the name."
"There is only one way to find out." Death said. "Use the stone."
Harry blinked. Okay, he had been putting it off, even if unconsciously. Can't be too hard, right? I just have to use my magic like I normally do and make that cup levitate with this rock. He tightened his grip of the Space Stone to the point where the sharper edges were digging into his palm.
Thinking back to his first year at Hogwarts and the Levitation Charm, Harry focused on the intent to levitate the object in his focus, and then the Space Stone brushed up against his occlumency shields. It didn't feel the same as the Mind Stone, the brush was more of a bump, and just like the Mind Stone, it left him after finding whatever it was looking for.
Then it started to glow in his hand.
"Merlin's saggy balls!" Teddy exclaimed and Harry couldn't even fault his godson's crude language. He too was captivated by the sight before him. It wasn't even that amazing of a feat, magic could accomplish what was happening, it was just the fact that it took so little effort to make it so.
Every single thing in the kitchen that was not bolted down was floating through the air as if they no longer had weight.
That gravity no longer applied to any of them.
"I don't think we even have a spell for something like this." Teddy tapped the mug that was now floating in front of them. It wobbled and started to slowly drift towards Harry. He caught it with his free hand and when he spun it like a top, it continued to spin as he let go of it, completely unconcerned about the laws of physics.
"You have made every single small object in this room unable to be influenced by gravity." Death said as she let go of Teddy's shoulder. Her eyes roamed around the room and a look of wonderment covered her features. One finger brushed a banana as it slowly floated by, the trajectory of the fruit changing with it, and a grin broke out on her lips.
"That wasn't what I was going for." Harry looked at the scene the kitchen had turned into. The Space Stone was still glowing in his hand, the light spilling through his fingers, and the magic still flowing from it. "I didn't even put much power into it. Just as much as any simple Levitation Charm would require."
"Try to put more into it!" Teddy said and then gestured at himself. "See if you can make us not influenced by gravity as well! It'll be the ultimate form of broom-less flight!"
The Space Stone pulsed at that, though Harry couldn't tell if it was in agreement or not, it was rather unclear.
"It would allow for you to become familiar with the finer workings of the stone." Death was now softly pushing an orange through the air, watching as it bounced against the others, sending oranges all over the kitchen. "With what is to come, control over gravity will prove a useful skill in terms of both mobility, and in strenuous combat situations."
He wasn't that happy about the reminder that someone else was hunting for the Infinity Stones as well. The prospect of fighting yet another war didn't sound agreeable. Nor did the fact that his owning of the stones would make him a target for any other aliens who wanted them. Indeed, not being the center of attention was the reason why he had all but fled Britain all those years ago, and now here he was getting neck deep into it all again.
"Well, when you put it that way, I don't have much of a choice it I want to make it out of this in one piece." Harry said and rolled the Space Stone with his fingers for a moment.
"Ah, don't get all pessimistic, Harry." Teddy made a face at him. "You have two of the Infinity Stones! There are so many cool things we can do with them, and you know Aunt Hermione would spend literal years researching the hell out of them! She'd also want you to make a head start of it, since you have nothing to do all day, and sitting around the apartment doesn't count."
"I do have stuff to do." Harry looked down at his godson who was startlingly almost as tall as him. Merlin, when had Teddy gotten so tall? "Do you really think I just sit around the apartment all day?"
"Well, not all day, but we've already seen all the sights the city has to offer."
Harry didn't deign to give a response to that and instead refocused on the Space Stone. There was another brush against his occlumency shields and this time he noticed the excitement in it. Seeing as everyone was in agreement, Harry once again when through the motions, following the feeling of intent that was needed. This time he overpowered it, sending far more magic through his arm and into the Space Stone, as if he wanted to produce a supercharged Levitation Charm.
Then his body went weightless.
"Fuck yes! It worked!" Teddy shouted in excitement as he too was rendered weightless, his body floating up into the air, his feet no longer on the ground. When he grabbed the kitchen table, it too was weightless, and was sent drifting as Teddy used it to give him the momentum to land his feet on the ceiling.
"Impressive." Death said and Harry noticed that she was the only thing in the apartment that was still upright with both feet on the ground. She was still affected by gravity. Though she seemed to be anything but upset. No, Harry had never seen her more alive, and he didn't dwell too long on that thought as his godson went zooming by.
"Not too fast!" Harry said as Teddy rolled in the air so that his feet landed on the far wall. He used that momentum to launch himself back at them and though gravity was no longer in the equation, some moves still worked, and Teddy used that to his advantage. "I'd rather not heal any broken bones today!"
Then Harry joined in on the fun and found himself drifting weightless through the kitchen, Teddy laughing all the while, and Death watched with a glint in her eyes.
"Look, we don't have to do this the hard way, but if you keep being obstinate then you'll leave us no choice."
Angela Liang watched as the SIELD agent ignored the Sergeant's words and continued to struggle against the conjured ropes binding his body. He was making quite the effort, though it was a futile one, as the Incarcerous Spell would not bow to a No-Majs' wants and desires. If anything, it did the opposite, and she watched as Sergeant Cochrane twisted her wand to make the ropes pull tighter.
The agent groaned but did not say a word.
"We may need to lower ourselves to baser forms of interrogation." Corporal Uller said as he cracked his knuckles. The sound echoed off the bare walls of the nondescript basement they were in. One of many warded holes that the Aurors had set aside for situations like so.
"No," Cochrane said as she stepped closer to the bound agent. "I need him conscious if we are to escalate this further. I say again, Agent Sitwell," She had his government issued badge in her hand. "what exactly were you doing, skulking around MACUSA property?
She got nothing but silence.
"Ten galleons says he breaks before the hour's up." Uller said as he leaned over to her slightly. Angela gave him a look, got one back, and then shook his hand reluctantly. He really did have a gambling problem, but Angela wasn't one to talk, her mother still called her a workaholic.
"So," Cochrane sighed as she leaned away from the bound Sitwell. "its going to be the hard way."
"We have Unforgiveable authorization as of yesterday." Angela said and Cochrane nodded. Uller let out a low whistle and rubbed his hands together at that.
Agent Sitwell still did not speak, but there were beads of sweat trickling down his bald head, and Angela did not doubt that she'd be losing ten galleons before the hour was up.
"Very well, know that this could have all been avoided," Cochrane tossed Angela the SHIELD badge and then flexed her fingers around her wand. "and once this is all over, you'll be afforded all the medical attention you'll need as well as all memories of this removed, and then sent on your way."
The agent's eyes widened at that, worked his jaw, but yet said nothing. Angela sighed as she lowered her gaze to the stone floor. Damn No-Majs just didn't know when to quit, she thought to herself as Cochrane inhaled sharply, they just can't help but poke around in places they don't belong.
"Crucio!"