So here's another chapter, I didn't want to leave it on a cliffhanger so it's a little longer than normal, but I'm not entirely sure if the chapter's ending is just another cliffhanger but smaller. But otherwise, I hope you enjoy this chapter, the infamous dogfather makes another appearance and stuff is starting to happen.
Also thank you to Tia who beta read this chapter!

Sirius lay back on the soft grass that was underneath him, even though he was in a magically created space he felt the freest he had been in the last 12 years of his life. He didn't know how long he lay there feeling the grass on his bare skin, a light breeze in the air and the warmth that surrounded him.

Newt came back, a bottle of veritaserum in hand, although he wouldn't ever say where he got it from, to find the supposed mass murderer Sirius Black enjoying the artificial environment he had created. Walking up to the man he slipped his wand into the other hand, not knowing if he was being played with or not. The man in question sat up and smiled at him when he got closer.

"Are you ready to be questioned?" Newt said while lifting the bottle.

"If it means one person at least knows the truth, yup!" Sirius said crossing his legs.

"3 drops," Newt said handing over the bottle and watched the man intake more than 3 drops, this was bound to be interesting. Sirius went still and his eyes glazed over.

"What is your name?"

"Sirius Orion Black."

"What year were you born in?"

"1959."

"Are you a Death Eater?"

"NO! Never!" the man exclaimed as much as the potion allowed.

"Did you ever follow, serve or agree with the Dark Lord known as Voldemort?

"No, moldyshorts can suck it." Newt laughed at that. The potion affected each drinker differently with how they answered.

"Did you betray James and Lilly Potter to Lord Voldemort?"

"No, Jamie was like a brother to me, but that sneaky rat did!"

"Then what lead to the death of James and Lilly?"

"I was meant to be the secret keeper for them, but I thought it was too obvious. So, I convinced them to use the rat Peter instead. Who knew that rat animagus would run off to old Voldie telling him where James, Lilly and Harry were!" Newt could see that Grim animagus was frustrated, but the potion wasn't allowing him to fully show it.

"And what happened after that?"

"I rushed to their house to find Harry crying in his crib, I had just gotten outside when Hagrid showed up and said I must hand Harry over to him on Dumbledore´s order. All I could think of was going after Peter when Harry was no longer in my arms. I went to his apartment expected it to be trashed but it wasn't, so I tracked him down before he started spewing nonsense about me then he cast a spell to blow up the area, cut his finger and escaped in his rat form."

"Why was this not brought up in your trial then?" Newt was confused as to why the man had gone to prison.

"I never had a trial," Sirius said bluntly.

"So why escape now of all times?"

"I saw a picture of the rat in the Prophet when the minister came to visit. That thing is busy living the life of luxury with the Weasley family."

"As far as I know the Weasleys don't live anywhere near the area where you were captured."

"I've been to the Weasley house, but there were too many wards for me to go unnoticed, but I heard those twins talking about Harry living with his aunt. I once visited Petunia with Lilly when she got married, a horrible woman. But they weren't there, but their stuff was there, and then the neighbours spotted me and I was running again."

Sirius went quiet after that, not having anything else to say, while Newt thought everything over. He wanted to help the man, but he knew what long term exposure from dementors did to people. The best way to help Sirius was to first get his mind right again and then work from there. But he knew the man wouldn't agree to any help unless it was for revenge.

"I'll help you out, you can stay with me, I have a larger enclosed space that isn't in a bag. The person who normally helps me recently retired so I am in need of help and while you stay with me, we can work on a solid plan to capture Pettigrew and free your name."

"Really you'll do that for me?"

"Yes, you clearly need someone on your side," Newt said helping the man up and giving him the antidote to the potion. Sirius's luck was starting to look up again.

Despite the stressful news that had arrived with Steve and Nat, Tony had put off doing anything about it until after his surgery, which was happening soon. He was more than satisfied with the team that was taking care of him, knowing that Strange and a magical healer were going to be there, as well as other doctors that were held in high esteem. Despite not being worried about the operation, it hadn't stopped Harry from being worried, even the rest of the team seemed concerned.

Tony was already in hospital robes and on a bed, in the VIP section. He would have come last minute but they need to monitor him before or something. He sat on the bed with Harry as they played a card game. Harry had expressed interest in playing something called exploding snap but said there was a better time and place for it. So, he was busy teaching his son how to play poker, one can never start too early, but the disapproving looks from Steve said otherwise.

The room was tense, Pepper had shown up a few minutes ago, she hadn't said much before she left again, just wishing him luck through the operation, and that she was happy that he was finally looking after himself. Tony had been glad that they had already ended their relationship a few months back, he just wished she would come around again, and get over herself. He trusted her and was one of his closest friends. He actually needed to get in contact with Rhodey, but he would do that when he had recovered.

Their game of poker was interrupted by someone coming in through the door. In stepped Stephen Strange, and the team of surgeons, who seemed to go wide-eyed at all the people in the room before Strange's face returned to neutral.

"Dr Stark we will do one last check on your vitals before we take you into theatre." Tony allowed the doctors to do their thing before he was being wheeled off from his family. The operation was going to take a few hours so, the others got comfortable in the room. Harry pulled out a handheld game console that Tony had made for him and had games from multiple different companies on it. He didn't know how legal the console was, but this was his dad he was talking about, and he needed a distraction.

Time seemed to slow down as they waited, Harry and Steve were the most restless, and while Natasha was good at hiding her emotions Clint could tell she was also worried, his own leg hadn't stopped bouncing an hour into the surgery. Harry's mind was running a mile per minute with everything that could go wrong, knowing his luck. But his dad had assured him that the doctors operating on him were the best of the best.

Harry did not even think that at the end of his second year at Hogwarts he would have the family he does now, he assumed he would be an outsider to the Weasley family for the rest of his life, but now he really had his own family, even though his dad was the only person who he was related to. Everyone was an extended family to him, like they hadn't had a choice to be together, but they made it work and became a family through it. And now he was also a part of it.

Everyone released the breath they didn't know they had been holding when Dr Strange came back to tell them that the surgery had been a success with little to no complications, and they would be bringing Tony shortly, he would still be under anaesthetics but would wake soon.

The next two days Tony stayed in the hospital despite his wishes not to, but when he was free to go home, he had to continue to stay on bed rest. Dr Reyes offered to heal him completely with magic once in the safety of the tower, and after not even an hour he was walking about freely. Although those not in the know of magic at the tower doubted that he should be walking about but when Steve insisted that Tony was fine, they relented on constantly asking if the man was all right. Tony just wanted to spend the weekend resting with his son and possible working on the whole magic and technology don't go together, considering the kid had fried his game console when he had awoken from surgery.

It was a Saturday, and the two Starks had slipped down into one of Tony's labs working on magi tech as Harry had started calling it, they hadn't gotten anywhere yet, but Tony had remembered how the arc reactor had stopped Loki from taking control of his brain and luckily his suit was made from the same stuff, so he had plenty of gold-titanium alloy lying around.

It wasn't until late into the afternoon that there was a loud rumbling in the sky before a single strike of lightning that was deafening. Tony only knew of one thing, one person that followed one single strike of lightning on a sunny day.

"Sir, Thor, as well as Loki had arrived on the roof of the tower."

Well shit, Tony thought to himself. "Let them into the penthouse and don't let the others know that Loki is here yet. Let me speak to them first."

"Will do sir." Tony looked at Harry who was staring at him, expecting an answer of some sort from him.

"Well kiddo it's about time you met the last member of the rag-tag team of mine, as well as his brother who tried to take over the world last year." Tony gulped not knowing what could possibly lead to Loki being back on Earth. "Thor and Loki."

"The Norse Gods?"

"Yes, but they're actually aliens," Tony said.

"Is that the scientific explanation?"

"Yes?" Tony didn't know where this was going.

"Because for us magical folk, they are very much a part of the community, although from what the history books say, they haven't "graced" us with their presence in the last few hundred years."

"They're still aliens, they're not from Earth," Tony said defensively to which Harry snorted at.

The two headed upstairs to be greeted by the sight of Thor in a staring contest with Hedwig while Loki lounged across the sofa in all his glory. He reminded Harry of Professor Snape, who looked at everything with disinterest, but the second he saw Harry his eyes locked onto him and saw amusement flicker to life in Loki's eyes. Thor looked up at them when they came close enough.

"Man of Iron it is good to see you again," Thor said lifting Tony into a bone-crushing hug. "And who is the small mage that you have brought with you?" He said after releasing him.

"This is my son Harry; due to recent events he has come into my care."

"You have a magical child Stark? That is interesting."

"You touch my son, and I will set the MACUSA and the goblins on you." Tony had more than enough money to get the two on his side.

"I mean no harm Stark. Magical children are a blessing and should not be harmed, but from what you have said, it seems that the wixen community is thriving more than I had thought." Tony glared at the man placing a steady hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Why did you bring your brother with you, Thor?" Tony said keeping his gaze on Loki.

"Odin has decided it will be a fitting punishment to let Loki live amongst the people of Midgard under my watch and with his powers locked away." Harry heard the god of mischief mumble under his breath how it wasn't all his magic that had been sealed. He watched the interactions between the three, Thor was carefree while his dad was on guard because of the man who seem to be studying him. Throwing caution to the wind, he stepped out of his dad's grip and walked to the dark-haired god.

"You're the god of mischief, right?" Harry said taking a seat on the chair next to him. Feeling two sets of eyes on the back of his head.

"Yes." Loki drawled out, watching the child.

"So did you really give birth to an eight-legged horse?" Thor burst out laughing as Loki's eyes went wide with amusement.

"Look where that damned awful story has gotten me brother!" Loki exclaimed at Thor. "No, I did not birth Sleipnir, although I was a part of his existence into this universe. Please do not mention the tales of my other children." Loki gave him a look of warning, and if any of the stories of Loki's other children were real, he didn't want to hear about them. Changing the subject Harry brought up the twins.

"I know some twins that would love to tell you their tales of mischief and mayhem, I'm sure they would start doing everything in your name." Loki let out a laugh that was smooth like silk surprising the rest of the people in the room.

"You have an interesting son Stark. I would be delighted to meet any troublemakers you know little mage."

It was at that point that the rest of The Avengers walked into the room, Clint on edge and the others seemed like the calm before a storm.

"What do you mean by 'little mage'?" Clint asked, knife it hand.

"Ummmm, I can do magic, surprise!" Harry said with some jazz hand, he had stood up when the others had entered.

"Yeah, kiddo they going to need more of an explanation than that." His dad said. "What Harry means to say is that he is a part of a whole magical community that doesn't give a shit about his wellbeing because some mad man is after him and when I took him into my custody and found out about magic, I swore to myself that I would never allow my kid to be in harms path again.

"And trust me if any of you have a problem with Harry being a wizard. Let me tell you that he isn't the only one out there, and he is kind of a celebrity to them, but he also has the Magical Congress of the United States of America on his side and if they deem you a threat to the magical community, they will wipe your mind of any magical knowledge.

"Now we were going to tell you soon, especially considering Harry is going to be learning magic every other week, but we all have a history with it. So does anyone have a problem?" No one spoke up, "good, Harry is just a kid, be angry at Loki because he fucked with our minds, and it seems we are going to be "graced" with his presence for a while so you can get all the revenge you want." They all stood silent, but they understood what Tony had said, Harry and Loki aren't the same, and apparently, there was a whole other community out there that no one knew about.

Things were going to get interesting with the new inhabitants of the tower, but Tony was glad that Harry was starting school in the next week, so hopefully, some structure would come from it. Tony caught Steve's eye and the man looked proud. After the Bucky thing, Steve was really starting to see that Tony had changed for the better.

"So why is Loki here?" Clint asks.