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"Beast Talk"

"Talking"

"Mindscape or mental talking"

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I don't own Harry Potter plot or Characters nor do I own The Avengers plot or Characters. J.k. Rowling owns Harry Potter, and Marvel owns Avengers and X-Men. I am just playing in the sandbox with them. I do however own this plot and my own original characters. I also do not own the Potter name. This is a Fem-Harry pairing and a reverse harem. This is a crossover between Harry Potter, the Avengers, and the X-men. This will also be a creature inheritance fic and master/mistress of death.

Chapter Four

Tony

I was in my lab working on my newest iron man suit, and adding more upgrades because why not, when I suddenly felt my soul mark heat up, it had been there ever since I had turned sixteen. It was a Golden Snowflake, with what looked like some type of Norse runes or something.

Since I could not read Norse runes I didn't actually know what they read; or what they said. The warmth that always made me feel safe and protected but it was making me feel even more warm and safe. The power around the Golden Snowflake was stronger but it wasn't scary strong.

Something felt different around the area however, more enriched power-wise.

A green light suddenly appeared on one of my computer screens and Jarvis warned me before the light materialized and grew. I wasn't expecting anyone but my senses almost screamed at me to trust this person; the person who was materializing right in front of me.

I knew who it was as soon as the light died down and I was able to see the form of a man with dark hair and emerald green eyes, it was Reindeer games but my senses were still screaming at me to trust him. I could see something in those emerald green depths, Love, Lust, Want, Warmth what the hell was his game this time.

My mark heated up more, I grabbed my bicep as the warmth increased, Reindeer games looked towards where I had grabbed curiously before walking over to me with a smirk on his face.

"Stark is something wrong?" Reindeer games asked with a small smile still on his face. I grimaced as my body started heating up. I could sense the power from Reindeer games; it was power I hadn't sensed the first time we met; the time when he had decided to throw me out of my own window in my own tower; the tower I had created myself.

"What is wrong with me?" I muttered to myself grabbing my bicep tighter and groaning as my jeans became a little too tight around certain areas. I looked back into his eyes trying to gain some clue about what is happening to me because I most certainly didn't have this sort of reaction to him the first time we had met.

I could see that his grin was just getting bigger as if he had heard me and approved of what I was feeling. I had been named the number one playboy but I had never felt strongly towards someone before let alone a man. I had never felt this strong need or want before.

I could feel his eyes rove over my body though it wasn't very exposed even with the form-fitting clothes that I just happened to be wearing. I was really cursing my jeans right about now because they were leaving little to the imagination; with the tent I was feeling in the front of my pants. I heard Reindeer games chuckle as he caught sight of my tented pants. The chuckle wasn't evil or mean it was a sound of amusement, at least that was the impression I got from it.

"So it's already started then I see Stark. Do you really not know what's happening to you at this moment? Do you really not understand the reactions you are having at this moment?" Reindeer games asked curiously looking over me again. "Do you really not understand the want, the need that I can see in your eyes?" He asked as he slowly moved closer to me. "Even as you hold the area that I can sense Fate and Destiny's magic." He asks even closer to me.

He was now a breath away, it seemed like he was just waiting for me to make my move but I wasn't sure what to do, I had never been in this position before, I'm the guy with all the answers. But I didn't have the answers to this predicament, I knew that my body was almost unnaturally warm, I knew that I wanted Reindeer games, I knew that he wasn't the only one, but I also knew he was the only one here.

He was now a breath away and I tried to suppress a whimper but failed miserably. His grin just got bigger.

"Well, Stark have you pieced it together yet? Have you figured out why you are reacting this way towards me?" Reindeer games, no Loki whispered these questions while he was still a breath away. "I know I'll give you a hint." He said pulling off his jacket and moving his hand over his right bicep I groaned seeing the muscles in his arms they were not as noticeable as his brother Thor's, But then I saw a mark it was glowing gold and shining as brightly as the identical mark on my own bicep. It was a golden snowflake but at the same time, it had different initials in different handwriting all around it. I saw my own messy handwriting and initials along with the others.

"Make your move Stark, unless of course, you don't want me. I didn't think you would want me after all the chaos I caused the last time I was here, even if my mind was being controlled much like The Archer's had been. I really just wanted to go back to my family, granted my father isn't really my father when I fell into the abyss once I lost my grip of my brother's hammer and fell from the rainbow bridge." He said as he started to pull away from me, looking as if he felt the rejection already.

I growled at his actions after all I had just put all the pieces together, He was mine well partly mine we had more than just us in this mating, Judging by all those initials around his mark. I didn't feel this possessive the first time we met, so why was I feeling this way now.

"Why didn't I feel this way the first time we met 'before you threw me out of my own window.' No I'm not rejecting you, I just want to know why this is happening now instead of the first time we met." I asked in a somewhat husky voice, I noticed that he physically shivered as I voiced this question.

He coughed awkwardly "Well you see we as in the Norse gods don't get our soulbond mark until we meet our first mate or in this case, mates, and well I didn't even think there was anyone out there for me after waiting centuries for some kind of sign I just well, I just gave up after I found out my true heritage." He told me sadly, his smile was nowhere to be found, any more and I definitely didn't like that, his smile made my heart feel somehow lighter.

I sighed and did what I wanted to do before all the questions I pulled him towards me when he least expected it and kissed him hard, licking his lips asking for entrance but he stubbornly denied me entrance, So I being me did something totally unexpected I reached down with both hands and squeezed his ass firmly. He opened his mouth in a gasp and a soft moan escaped him. I smiled in victory before slipping my tongue into his mouth and deepened the kiss.

The kiss lasted for a few minutes before the strubron thing called breathing popped up. It was a necessity to breathe if we didn't want to pass out but still it irritated me that I needed to breathe at this time when I was enjoying our first kiss.

A first kiss was special especially when it was with a soul-mate. After a few short breaths I pulled the trickster back in close for more kisses I surprised him with the action. I wasn't ready for the moment to end. After a few more minutes I slowly pulled away a grin on my face.

"So is that a rejection because I don't think it is Reindeer Games. I don't blame you for being under mind control that makes the actions done not yours because you were being treated as a puppet." I muttered softly looking into his now emerald eyes. They were a beautiful green color. He looked speechless as I took his hand and led him to the small couch in my workroom and sat down with him following the action in suit.

"So what do we do now; are you going to try to claim the others as well, I know the others are still mad about what happened in New York, but as I said before we can't blame you for your actions because someone was controlling your mind. My little sister Harmonie and her friends will be coming to the tower for safety. Their insane ex headmaster is trying to extinguish them and put them six feet under. He believes the twin girls should have died during a final battle in the wizarding world. They survived and the crazy old coot was suddenly alive again and wasn't happy that they had." I muttered thoughts going a mile a minute. I was used to it; this was normal for me. My thought process was always rapid.

"Ny, ony, Tony get a grip man of iron. Yes I will try with the others and hope for the best with them they deserve a chance to accept me. As for your sister and her friends we will keep them safe and the twins if they are who I think they are they will be claimed and have safety." Loki responded trying to snap Tony out of his trance.

I shook my head to break myself out of the trance my mind decided to go into. My mind liked to do that, sometimes and it was really random when it did so.

Logan

We made it to a very boring looking neighborhood, It was a scarily normal neighborhood. I had the sense that I did not want to be here but I followed the lady anyway, Petunia she had said her name was.

We went into the house marked #4 of Privet Drive at least that was what the address on the mailbox had said.

"Okay you can come in the sitting room is the first room on the right. Would you like something to drink tea, water, a beer," she informed me and asked, I, of course, asked for a beer she nodded and headed further into the house to I assume the kitchen. About twenty minutes later she met me in the sitting room handing me a beer and sitting down as well with a cup of what looked like water and lemon.

"So it appears that you have a block on your memories that is wavering slightly since you've met me. My only guess is that someone doesn't want to remember significant parts of your past or anything to do with my family and yours by extension. There have been some really bad things happening in the last few years and I fear for my family, my kids, my nieces, but at the same time, I feel as if you're my brother; be it a brother in law. I will try, to my best abilities, to help remove that block as it can only be magically removed by a witch or wizard and seeing as I am one even though I don't use a wand-like my sister did, because the origins of my magic are different. My mom's family are close descendants of the Greek goddess Hecate. I tell you this in the utmost confidence so that you may know a little about me. Where you come from I would be referred to as a mutant, because of my magical ability." She told me all this as I nodded that I understood her.

"So what is it exactly you need me to do? I get what you're saying and if you can help remove the blocks in my mind I'd be very grateful to ya, but I have had people try and fail before, and if you're sure to the reason why I don't mind your help and I don't smell any lies on ya." I said after some thought.

"Well I need you to be comfortable and relaxed and you can't fight against me or my magic that will be going into your mind if you do it could hurt your mind and even break it. It will feel as if I'm invading your space but if this works you may very well have access to your memories and a couple of other things ability-wise if we go about this the right way." She responded with a thoughtful look on her face.

Thor

I grasped my head in pain as flashes came at me very quickly, as memories assaulted me, painful memories as well as good memories, That human sorcerer had blocked the memory of my mates and my twin son and daughter, Dudley Griffin Thorson and Hazel Taylor Thordóttir my kids had grown up not knowing I was their father their last names had been changed as well after I had been called to Asgard by my father.

I don't have any idea why the human sorcerer had blocked all my memories; It didn't make sense for him to do so. Why had it been so important to make me forget Clint, Petunia and the kids. Why did I need to forget my life with them? I was happy with my family so why did I need to forget it.

I needed to find out why this had happened to me. I wondered why and how the block had broken. Do not misunderstand I was happy to remember the memories and my life with two of my mates.

Sarah

It was horrible here I was undercover in Dumbledore's Order but had been caught and taken to one of the dungeons under one of his castles. I was unsure which castle it was. It was dark damp and cold here. My wrists were raw from the amount of fighting that cuffs that had been placed on me. The cuffs blocked me from using my magic.

I was forced to have my arms over my head. The cuffs chain hung from a hook on the ceiling. My body was bruised, broken and bloody from all the sessions I had been through. I was surprised I wasn't dead yet. It was a miracle I was still among the living and has not perished after the long torture sesions.

I don't know how long I've been here but it feels like months. I didn't know the time or date. All I've known is pain, darkness, coldness and blood the past days. Ugh when will the pain end when will my screams stop.

I closed my eyes feeling tears slowly roll down my cheeks. I had no idea how to get out of this horrible place.