So it's been a while, but university started up and I was getting used to it after having 3 months off because of summer, but here I am again, with a new chapter. I'm sure you can all tell what is going to happen in the next chapter but that's fine, it's not like it's a plot twist or anything.
And thanks to Tia for beta reading my work and catching my mistakes, I sure do make a few of those while writing.

"Why is Loki here?" Natasha repeated after Clint. "You can explain the stuff you just glossed over later." She said looking Tony dead in the eyes.

"Thor?" Tony said turning to the man who knew best how to explain.

"It has been decided by the All-father that locking Loki away in a cell is not enough of a punishment for him. He has decided to strip almost all of Loki's powers away and send him to Midgard to prove that he isn't going to start any more wars, try to dominate another world and learn some humility in the process. He is to help fix his wrongs and partake in community service as you call it here.

"And if this punishment proves to be futile Loki will be sent to an abandoned planet and be locked away there for the next millennium" Thor exclaimed, his loud voice echoing around the room.

"Yes, and the All-Father believes that I shall fail on Midgard and is already preparing my cell," Loki remarked from his lazed position on the couch.

"I'm sure we will find something for you to do." Tony quipped. "I just don't know how happy the rest of the world is going to be to see you."

"Loki is magical right?" Harry asked from his perched position on the chair opposite said man.

"Yes, I am, or should be." Loki snarled.

"I'm sure the magical community could use help in some way. I mean Voldemort is clearly still alive and after me. Loki can help take down a dark lord, while doing community work, like food drives or something." Harry said, hoping to have a magical person on his side when it comes to Voldemort. His dad had told him what Dumbledore had essentially done in his first year, and he wasn't going to be anyone's weapon.

Tony thought about what Harry had said. Voldemort was a problem that hadn't really been mentioned outside of their talks about what happened to Harry in the past, but he did pose a threat. And he didn't know much about magic still, let alone the man that is after his child. But with Loki here, he could prove to be useful in hunting down the mad man, even if he didn't have all his powers.

"That's a good idea. But I don't want your life to be centred around that monster, you also start school next week. It can be something that we work on in the background. Otherwise, I think it would be best for Loki to help those he hurt the most and the people who need it the most. But I'm sure he will be helpful in capturing old Moldyshorts."

"I will help with whatever Thor deems worthy, as per the All-Fathers orders," Loki said but he looked interested in the prospect of helping, that was good at least. Although none of them could ever have predicted how Loki would come to help them in the future.

Tony sighed before ushering everyone out of his living area, setting up Loki in a room opposite Thor's. Not wanting to deal with the headache that was forming around the two. He found Steve in his living room, although he clearly remembered the man leaving. He was sitting with Harry talking about something. Smiling he took the spot next to his son and didn't stop him from leaning into his side. Steve smiled at the two of them.

"That was something else," Steve said.

"You could say that again." Tony chuckled.

"Dad was that really the Loki and the Thor."

"Somehow I feel like you´re amazed by those two more than by your old man being Ironman." Harry blushed slightly and looked away.

"It's not that you aren't awesome… It's just that in our history books, it mentions the Norse gods a lot. Especially when they still heavily influenced the old ways, but when the witch hunts became what they were and then the magical community hid itself away, we lost contact with the gods. And it's just cool that the books were right about the immense power that hangs around them, and how it makes the hair on your body stand up."

"Alright kiddo I get it. It was like meeting Cap over there. All these amazing stories about him in the books and then you get to meet the man in person, and he is just as great as the books say, if not more."

"Tony-" Steve started.

"It's true Steve. Especially with the way my own father spoke of you, it was like you were his son and I wasn't." Tony watched a few different emotions run over the other man´s face. "It wasn't your fault." Steve gave a weak smile.

"Dad, do you think Loki would teach me some of his own magic?" Harry interrupted.

"You never know with him; you would have to ask him. But not now." Tony added when he saw Harry was about to jump up from his spot. Steve smiled again before standing up.

"I'm going to go, I have a few things that need to be done." He said.

"See you later Spangles."

"And Tony, I'm sorry about your father."

"It's alright Steve."

"I originally was on my way here to tell you that Pepper contacted me. I think the two of you need to talk." Tony sighed; he knew that as well, but he didn't want to.

"I'll speak with her." Steve smiled once more before leaving the two of them. Tony watched him leave and kept staring at the doors to the elevator.

"Dad?" Harry spoke up

"Yeah, kiddo?"

"What were my grandparents like?"

"Your granddad was someone who expected only the best out of people and sometimes forget he had his own family, but that didn't mean he loved us any less. But your grandmother she was something else." Tony spent the next hour talking about his parents, mainly his own mother before he got JARVIS to bring up the photos, he had digitalised of his family, even Edwin Jarvis.

A new day had come, and Tony found himself staring at his phone. He had just returned from the shopping with Harry to get everything he needed to start school the next day. He had offered to get it all delivered but the kid had wanted to do it himself. And now he was debating if he should just call Pepper and get it over with.

"Sir, if I may. I believe it would be best to speak to her now instead of letting it draw out any longer than it already has."

"Thanks J," Tony said before picking up the phone and pressing the call button.

"Tony?" He heard the voice he once used to love, come through the speaker.

"Hey Pep. I think we need to talk."

"God, Tony, I've been waiting for you to say that. I'm close to the tower, we can meet there or at that café, we used to go to?"

"I'll meet you at the café."

"I'll see you there Tony." Tony sighed as he ended the call. He told Harry he was going off and left him to do whatever he was doing with his school things.

Tony took his time getting to the café and when he got there, he saw Pepper sitting at the back table where they would get the most privacy. Walking through the café he caught the eye of the waitress whose eyes widened. He sat across from Pepper and not moments later said the waitress was taking his order.

"Hey, Tony." Pepper smiled softly. "I'm sorry." She said looking away from him. Tony stayed silent waiting for what was to come next. But Pepper didn't say anything else. Sighing he spoke up.

"Pepper, you honestly hurt me. Harry is my son and I've known about him since before he was born, but your assumption that he was a consequence of my younger more reckless days dug deep. I might have been someone who slept around with a lot of different people, but I was always careful when doing so. Hell Pepper, I didn't even physically sleep with Harry's mother, I was a sperm donor at most, and I wasn't meant to meet him until he was of age, but shit happened, and I should have had him since he was a baby. And not having you by my side in this has stung, that you would rather believe the image of me than my own words.

"I loved you once Pepper, and I still kind of do but in a different way now, and sometimes I'm glad we ended things. We don't work out and you proved my point that we can't be more than friends. I was looking forward to having you in mine and Harry's life but, have you even said a word to him? What has he ever done to you?" Pepper was crying silently, and while Tony felt bad, she needed to hear this. Tony's coffee had awkwardly arrived during this, and thankfully the waitress had placed it in a to-go cup.
"Tony I really am sorry."

"Yeah, and I was really hurt. It's going to take us a while to get where we were if we ever get back to that point. But Pep, Harry is my life now, and I'll be damned if I ever let anything else come between that." Tony grabbed his coffee taking a sip before standing up. "I'm going to go now, I left Harry on his own and I don't need one of the assassins teaching him anything new."

He placed a hand on her shoulder, nodding to her. His heart was broken watching her cry, but he wasn't about to get to his knees and beg for forgiveness for something he hadn't done. He had gotten past that point with her and realised how bad it had been for the two of them. He was going to go and spend the rest of the day with his son before he started his schooling the next day.