So I know it's been a while since I last posted, and I'm sorry for that but on top of having some writers block I was also buried under a pile of work from my university and I honestly didn't know if I would make it through it. So here is the next chapter, I made it a bit longer than normal, and while I wanted to write more, I didn't want to take more time to get it out and I felt it was in a good place to stop before shit starts to hit the ceiling in the story, cause I am 70% sure that the next chapter is going to have some interesting things going on.
But hope you enjoy it, and spot a little easter egg to the marvel comics in here. Couldn't put the one person I wanted cause he is canon now in the MCU, so I put another and maybe I can bring the canon character in later on if I go down that whole story route.

Minerva McGonagall sat in her office going through all the Hogwarts replies, not that it was a difficult task mind you, when she came across a letter she doesn't often receive. A withdrawal letter. Reading through the letter she could understand the parent's concern, she didn't remember a student with the surname of Stark, but she assumed it was a muggle-born student. Slotting the letter into the withdrawal slot that would take the student off the register. She didn't even think to check who the student was, not knowing she had just taken Harry Potter off the register, but that discovery would come in due time.

Moving onto the other letters, she was glad to see that almost all students had a letter sent back, although she hadn't seen a letter from Harry, she had just assumed that it was the regular problem that seemed to be his relatives. She assumed he would be there at the beginning of the year.

Harry's birthday had come and gone, and the tower was oddly silent as Steve, Clint and Natasha had been called out for a mission the next day. Bruce was nowhere to be seen so Tony took this as the perfect opportunity to look at all the magical subjects that Harry had an option to do and see what he wanted to do.

He also knew there would be more interviews happening the following week for the few subjects that he hadn't found a tutor yet. And he was honestly getting anxious about finding someone for each subject. He thought of lowering his standards and laughed at that thought as a Stark would never lower their standards when it came to education.
Tony dumped a pile of booklets in front of Harry, who looked up unimpressed to be disturbed from eating his breakfast.

"Come on Harry, once you finish you can help me out." He said starting to go through the different ones and organise them by the different subjects. Harry finished his breakfast slowly, not wanting to sort through everything. He even took his time cleaning up and received the stink eye from his dad. "So much enthusiasm… hey, come on help your old man out over here. Did I just call myself old? Yes, I did. Am I old? Never. I'm still a spring chicken." Harry laughed at his dad but helped him nonetheless.

"What are my options looking like?" Harry asked.

"There are quite a few subjects, and sometimes some are joined, some people offer different options of later focuses of an area of the subject. But the larger piles are the subject itself and the ones that are smaller and lie between the two are joint subjects. Some seem to make sense being together and others don't like History and Herbology, there's no proper connection between the two so that one is out."

"Can I start going through them?"

"Go for it. It's your education, you should do what you want. Although I would at least like you to do all the standard subjects. Although I found there are some good combinations of the standard subjects, you can find those in the pile on the edge over there." Tony said pointing out the pile that just wasn't together with the rest."

That was how the morning was spent. Tony sorted out everything and Harry read through the things, although Tony was paying attention to everything Harry was putting aside and when Harry made a choice that wouldn't benefit him, he asked him if he was sure about his choice and Harry would change his choice half the time. They eventually had a much smaller tower of every subject and teacher that they were leaning towards. They went late into the afternoon discussing everything, the pros and cons, was it manageable, did Harry want to do it, and whatever else was brought up.

They eventually decided on 9 different subjects. A combination of potions and herbology, the two made sense to go together. Spellwork, which was charms and transfigurations, Magical theory that would later focus on Runes, Arithmancy, Illusions and Enchanting, Harry was excited for that one. There was also Defence against the dark arts and the Dark arts together, as and convincing argument was made that you can't defend yourself properly if you don't know what you're defending against. Magical History, Law, and politics were another subject that made sense seeing as Harry had titles. Foreign magics and cultures had intrigued the two of them because Harry had believed there was only one type of magic and Tony wanted to be a sponge to the information.

The last subject was the Care of magical creatures, Harry had been insistent on it, despite there not being a decent teacher. They decided that 2 weeks of the summer holiday would be dedicated to the subject, and Tony was going to try and get Newt Scamander as a teacher. Harry had said he had written the best book on the subject, so Tony was going to do the best for his son. He was sure the man would enjoy any offer he could make.

They had also already decided on the teachers, and Tony would be sending letters and a few emails to them all in the next few days. Now all they had to do was create a timetable, for both normal and magical studies, but he would leave that up to J.A.R.V.I.S.

The following week passed smoothly, and Friday had already come around. Tony successfully found tutors for the rest of Harry's subjects and had met with all the teachers for the magical subjects, besides the Care of magical creatures. Tony didn't know how to get in contact with Mr Scamander, but he had his ways. He was confident he could get this man to teach Harry.

Clint had returned from his mission, but the other two had not, he had a feeling it had something to do with Harry's lineage test. Clint had been teaching Harry how to shoot with the bow and arrow. Tony didn't mind too much, it's not like he wasn't building a non-lethal suit for him. He just didn't want a mini assassin to be made of his son.

It was Friday and Tony had a handful of interviews to do. He had thought more people would turn out for it, but Tony was starting to see how closed off the magical community was. He had had a few pleasant interviews, but he had enjoyed the one with a wizard who had moved over from Africa to the USA to study psychology. He was a kind man by the name of Jericho Drumm and would start working for Tony, part-time, which was all that was needed, in the coming weeks.

While Tony had been busy the whole day, Harry had been with Clint down in the training room. Clint was teaching him "the ways of the bow and arrow," but all Harry could think of was the possibilities of adding spells onto the arrows.

"Okay kid, I know we got the basics down yesterday, so today, we are going to be aiming to shoot the arrow at the target."

Harry pulled the arrow back and allowed Clint to adjust his grip slightly before the man gave him the okay sign to shoot. Harry watched the arrow fly and land a good meter in front of the target. Clint watched as the kid's face fell into disappointment.

"Don't be upset kid, I also couldn't hit a target when I first tried. Just don't tell your dad that." He may have lied about that statement, but he didn't need to know that. "You'll be hitting the target in no time." It took Harry another two tries before the arrow landed on the target. It may have been the edge of the target, but he was getting better.

"Look uncle Clint, I hit the target!" Harry said smiling up at the man. He was taken aback by what Harry had said, not expecting it, but chuckled nonetheless and ruffled the boy's hair.

"You sure did kiddo, and with time you'll be hitting the bullseye every time!" The two spent the rest of the day in the training room until Tony came down to call them up for dinner. They ate pizza in the common area and Bruce even joined in.

As Tony sat there watching everyone, he realised he needed to get that shrapnel removed asap if he wanted to be around to see his kid grow up and see the future of the team. He decided that he would start his search for a doctor, whether it was through magical means or normal means, he was going to get it done.

He had made plans with Harry for the weekend already, so he would have to start the search on Monday. Tony was anxious just thinking about it, but it was time for it to happen. He didn't want to miss out on something because of his own stubbornness.

Harry looked at his dad as he looked lost in thought, he poked him in the ribs, which got the man to turn and look at him. He smiled and ruffled Harry's hair before joining in on the conversation like he hadn't just been lost in thought a moment ago.

Harry was excited for the weekend as his dad had promised to take him to the beach this weekend. Harry had never been to the beach before, and he was extremely excited about it, and afterwards, dad had offered to take him on a ride. On what he didn't know, but he was happy nonetheless to be spending time with the man.

Saturday came around and Harry was jumping onto his dad's bed to wake him up, already in his swim shorts. He laughed as dad faked dying and played dead underneath the blankets when he had knocked the air out of him.

"Give me some warning next time kiddo." Tony laughed as he sat up ruffling Harry's hair. Harry groaned and tried fixing the mess of his hair, but his dad continued to mess it up whenever he fixed it. Sighing in defeat Harry flopped backwards.

"When are we going to go?"

"We can go after we had breakfast and I'm ready."

"Can't we just go now?"

"No Harry, otherwise, you're the one who's going to complain about being hungry not long after we get there."

"Fine, I'll go eat breakfast," Harry said before moping out of Tony's room and down into the kitchen. Tony shook his head while smiling to himself before getting dressed. He couldn't believe he missed out on so many years of being a father. He didn't regret what he had done, only wished he could have been in his son's life sooner. While it was horrible that the Potter's had been killed, he couldn't believe how blessed he was, maybe he could do this whole parenting thing.

Heading downstairs and into the kitchen, Tony saw Harry gobbling down a plate of bacon and eggs and saw a plate nearby for himself. He was happy to see his child becoming more comfortable. He hoped that Harry felt safe with him, with all of them, and would see them all as one big? family.

Leaving for the beach Tony took his Audi R8 Spyder, he hadn't driven that car in a while but thought that Harry would enjoy it. The journey wasn't too long before they arrived at a more private beach. Part of the beach experience was being around others, Tony just hoped they wouldn't notice. Harry had enjoyed the trip if the big smile on his face was anything to go by. It wasn't long before Tony had to run after the child, barely getting everything out of the car in time to go chasing after the child. Dumping everything in a spot Tony swopped up Harry over his shoulder just before he reached the water carrying him back to the pile of items.

"Dad!" Harry whined at him as he tried to get out of the tight grip his dad had on him.

"Not until your British self is covered in sunblock, cause I'm going to be the one taking care of the sunburn otherwise," Tony said digging out the bottle of sunscreen and handing it over to Harry who reluctantly put on the sunblock.

"I'm done," Harry said giving it back. Tony chuckled as Harry looked like a ghost with all the sunblock.

"Alright kiddo, I trust you know how to swim?"

"Yup, I learnt how to before Hogwarts."

"Then you're good to go, don't go out too far and stay where I can see you. I'll join you just want to set everything up."

"Thanks dad," Harry said running off.

"J, keep an eye on him when I'm not looking," Tony said speaking to the speaker he had brought with. It was the best way to bring J.A.R.V.I.S. to a public space, especially when it could transform into a mini robot when needed.

"Will do sir." Tony quickly set about putting up the umbrella and getting the towels ready. He had already placed the thin sheet over the arc reactor that would keep it airtight and waterproof. The thing was already resistant to water, but he still didn't feel like taking chances. Making sure J.A.R.V.I.S. was in a good spot to monitor everything, he then went off to join his son in the waves, grabbing the kid on the way in and going a little further.

Tony understood the childlike wonder that came when visiting the sea and wanted to give Harry the full experience of it. The two spent their time splashing each other and Harry would try to ride the waves or try and jump on his dad to try and drown him. Not that it worked, Harry would soon realise it required great strength to wear the Iron man suit.

It was mid-day, and the two were drying up when people were starting to look at them and a few people were pointing their way. Tony realising what was happening start rushing which made Harry look up. He also knew what was happening and started to rush too. The last thing they needed was the paparazzi showing up. They made it to the car when the people start to gather and drove out as the paparazzi vans started showing up.

They two were both laughing at the situation as they drove off. Arriving back at the tower an eagle was waiting for them on the balcony. Tony took the thick package from the bird before it flew off. Tony dropped it off in his room planning to go over the contest later when he had some time. Right now, he had a surprise for Harry.

"Why don't you go wash off all the seawater and put on some comfortable clothing," Tony said popping into Harry's room, who had just laid down on his bed.

"Sure dad, what are we doing? Are we going to ride whatever it is you promised to do?" He said getting up and grabbing clothes from the wardrobe.

"You could say that," Tony said mysteriously before disappearing into his own room to do the same thing. When he reappeared downstairs Harry was waiting for him in the lounge "Come on, we're going to my lab."

"I thought we were going for a ride?" Harry asked confused but followed anyways.

"We are." Tony gave him a mischievous smile as they took the elevator down.

Arriving in the lab, Harry was wondering what was going on. His dad had stopped in front of one of the glass showcases that normally displayed his Iron man suits, except this time the glass had been blackened out.

"Are you ready to go on a ride kiddo?" Tony asked excitement clear in his voice.

"Yes?" Harry was confused, to say the least.

"J, dim the lights," he did so, "Drum roll please," J.A.R.V.I.S. was happy to cater to his master's whims. "And now for the grand reveal of one new Iron man suit, kid-sized and non-lethal!" The tint in the glass disappeared to reveal a smaller Iron man suit in the classic gold and red colours.

"Dad you couldn't have."

"Oh, but I did mini-me." Harry rushed to hug his dad and Tony returned the hug just as hard. "Come on kiddo, let me show you the ropes so we can go flying together. And don't worry I'll be there if you need any help." This meant a lot to Harry; he couldn't have wished for a better dad.

Tony helped Harry suit up, it could be nerve-wracking having pieces of metal flying at you trying to fit together, but it had been his latest upgrade to his suits. Both son and father suited up in the famous red and gold. Tony got J.A.R.V.I.S. to put up? the nearby hatch for them to fly out. Harry was nervous to start with but to him, it wasn't too different to flying on a broom, well at least trying to take off.

Tony was there giving advice and encouraging Harry as he got used to it. It was not long before the two were flying across the sky at a comfortable pace. Many people below stop to stare at Iron Man and the smaller figure beside him. There were even multiple posts on social media about the two.

Picking up some speed, Harry followed along and the two were speeding at speeds Harry could only dream to reach on his broom. They flew around for good while sharing some conversation between them but not much was said as they were both enjoying the time together. Harry wasn't ashamed to admit that he let loose a few cries of enjoyment.
When they got back it was nearing the evening and the two were both tired and hungry. Neither felt like cooking let alone moving too much. It wasn't long before they got back home that Bruce came up to the penthouse to see them.

"Brucie-bear, what brings you to my humble abode," Tony said slumped like a sack of potatoes on the couch.

"Just checking up on you two, seeing as how you were both out flying for a while," Bruce said amused at the two lying about. Harry was on the floor with a wide grin across his face.

"You're not mad I haven't made a suit for you to fly yet, are you Brucie-bear?"

"No Tony, I have no desire to go flying in a metal suit. I see enough action trying to stay calm. But I'm here to tell you that there's food in the common area. Clint cooked up a bit of a storm downstairs."

"We will be down in a few, just got to rest for a bit."

"Alright see you two in a bit."

They lounged around for a while longer until Harry's stomach started growling and the knowledge of food pulled them to their feet and into the elevator. They joined the two other men in the common area and had a relaxed dinner before passing out in their own rooms.

Hope you have an amazing week, and that this was able to make you smile even a little bit, as I always have you readers sitting in the back of my head and pushing me to release chapters, hopefully after updating all my works I can return to a somewhat normal update schedule.
Love you all. ❤❤