This is a one shot that has the potential to be more if when I finally get back in one of these fandoms :)
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For once in his life, Harry noted, the chaos around him was not his fault; and he felt no guilt as he reveled in that feeling.
It was a rare feeling.
"What do you mean you ripped through an inter dimensional hole in the lab!"
"I mean I tore an-"
"God Tony shut up, please tell me you closed it before anything came through."
The man, tall, short hair, slight beard with a weird glowing chest was in the wrong. Despite the panic that had most certainly been bubbling in his chest he couldn't help but grin when he wasn't the one being chewed out; because damn it, even when it wasn't his fault people still found ways to pit the blame on him back home.
"Well..."
"Tony!"
"What it isn't like it was anything dangerous, it was only a kid.
"A kid! Tony!"
Speaking of home. This place was most certainly...not it.
Harry noted that the room he was in was very pristine, expensive, in a muggle sort of way. Odd gadgets lined the floor and few tables in a type of organized chaos only people like him could truly appreciate.
"Is there any way to send him back?"
Now before he had miraculously found his way onto this surprisingly shiny floor, which was something he could approve of; he had truly been doing... nothing.
Yes.
The great boy-who-lived-only-to-die-then-live-only-to-become-an-hermit had been completely innocent in this incident. He had been enjoying his self made coffee with an vigor only insomniacs, workaholics and the pitiful mix of the two could, when he had found himself on this mans' hard, very shiny but none the less hard floor.
Fantastically de-aged and stuck only with one of his work shirts he sat on the mans floor drinking his heavenly ambrosia and skillfully ignoring his shrunken size. He had estimated when he first appeared that his body was to be around the age of seven to eight years old, that is if it the same body that he had had at that exact age.
He had been such a skinny boy.
Harry smiled to himself because seriously anyone who had thought he had been a healthy child deserved to have a psych evaluation; Harry himself secretly believed through a long string of brilliantly thought out conspiracy theories that Dumbledore had obliviated and confounded them so much that they should have all ended up in mental houses anyways.
"Tony. You mean to tell me... that you just kidnapped a kid from another dimension."
"Yes! I mean...I didn't mean to do it! The thing wasn't even supposed to work!"
Now not that he hadn't had his designated time of panic that consisted of many words he would never repeat in front of children under fourteen; Harry simply deemed it appropriate to enjoy his coffee and watch the show.
The woman, also tall and taller than then the man if her stiletto heels where anything to go by; had red hair, green eyes, and looking uncomfortably akin to his own mother was quite vehemently threatening to castrate the man with the glowing chest. Harry grinned, coffee and a show nothing else in the world quite like it.
"So this kid is stuck here permanently?"
"Yes..."
As far as Harry could see or understand of the room that he had found himself in was that there was only one exit. He didn't exactly like that, but there was nothing he could particularly do about it.
So, oh well.
Then he decided it was time to pay attention to what the two people, muggles without a doubt, were saying.
"Great so you just orphaned some random kid from another dimension. Just great."
Standing up and looking down mournfully at his now empty mug Harry looked up at the fellow adults and coughed slightly to gain their attention.
"You didn't orphan me."
The red heads face scrunched in confusion and the mans in some sort of painful recognition. Ah, a fellow orphan himself he must be. Harry nodded sagely to himself, " Yes, you are all good. My parents were already gone and dead long before you brought me here to your evil lab."
The mans eyebrow rose, " This kid speaks like my grandmother...wait, Evil lab?" He muttered under his breath in confusion voice only raising at the question.
Harry continued to nod, " Yes, Evil lab. You did not orphan me, yes; but that does not mean that you did not kidnap me." Harry said as he smiled beatifically up at them looking the picture of innocence.
Harry felt odd as dark satisfaction rose through his stomach as the man and woman both grimaced. Ah the cold satisfying amusement that came at the expense of others.
He sighed dramatically.
So much fun.