Here is the next chapter. Sorry, it took a while, I had planned on getting it out before Easter Sunday but then I got the news that my gran had died. And while I wasn't close with her, it still came as a shock, especially because she had passed away 2 days before and no one had bothered to check on her despite knowing she wasn't well. But then again I don't expect much from that side of the family. And then there's also been a while of flooding in South Africa, mainly in Durban and its surrounding areas. I have some family down in that area, my gran was also in that area, but she went peacefully in her sleep, not because of the floods, and I have been concerned for friends and family in that area. But nonetheless here is the next chapter.

Otherwise hope everyone had a good Easter weekend, even if you don't celebrate it, I hope it was a good weekend for everyone.

Tony got out of bed early the last Monday of August, wanting to be up for Harry's first day of school. He had thought of starting on the first of September, next Monday, but he had decided to stick to the term dates of the rest of the US schools. His first week of school would be all the non-magical subjects, and then the next week would be his magical studies and then the weeks would continue changing back and forth.

Harry's first subject would be at 7:30 today, and considering the classes were going to be in the tower, Tony wouldn't have to deal with the morning school rush. At least for now until Harry decided what he wanted to do with his schooling in the future.

Getting a few different pans, he got started on making breakfast for both of them. Normally he wouldn't be found in the kitchen this early in the morning, but he thought that it was the right occasion. He cooked up some bacon and eggs, as well as some pancakes, as he knew Harry enjoyed them, although he refused to call them pancakes, saying they were too small and fat to be one. Just before seven, he went to go wake up Harry to find said child already up and getting dressed.

Harry was excited, and even though his dad had said he would wake him, he was up before then, but not by choice. He was even more excited than his first leaving for Hogwarts. Probably because he knew what was going to be happening, also he was excited to be learning other subjects, new and old ones.

He did some placement tests a couple of weeks back, so they knew what level he was on for all his subjects. He was behind in just about everything, even his magical subjects, America clearly had a higher standard than Britain. But he was ready for the challenge. He wanted to be caught on everything by the third quarter, and now he didn't have to hold himself back as there was no reason to.

At first, he hadn't been allowed to do better than Dudley, he remembered the first and last time he had gotten better marks than his cousin. He still had the scars on his back, although they were faint. And later when he had gone to Hogwarts he didn't want to do well and lose his only friend at the time, and then Hermione came along, and she seemed so smart compared to him.

But Harry was going to do his best and show his dad that he was smart. Although his dad told him multiple times that his marks wouldn't change anything when it came to their relationship. He wanted to make his dad proud. He was also glad that he no longer had to wear a uniform, and he had a whole closet full of clothes that fit him and that he had chosen. Following his dad downstairs and into the kitchen, he filled up his plate before taking his seat.

"Are you ready for your first day of school?" Tony asked when he sat next to Harry.

"Yup," Harry said popping the 'p'. "I'm really excited about my first lesson. Chemistry is kinda similar to potions, in some sense, so I can't wait until I have my first practical lesson. Biology also sounds fun, the little I learnt before Hogwarts was really simple, like things around bugs and plants, but it all seems interesting. And I'm looking forward to Italian, we can practice it every night when I get the basics down. I really want to be able to speak the language." He said in what seemed to be one breath, but Tony knew he was the same.

"Glad to hear it kiddo." Tony smiled.

When Harry was finished with his breakfast, they headed to a lower level. They didn't want the lessons to happen on any of the floors dedicated for the team, and Tony had purposefully left a floor or two empty, on the off chance that there will be any new additions to the team.

One part of the floor, the floor above the training floor, had been converted into Harry's different classes rooms. Most lessons would take place in one room, but when there was a practical lesson there were a few rooms that had been modified for the subjects. And Tony was hoping that when the wixen tutors came around they would help finish up some of the rooms. Tony left Harry to his lessons when the first tutor arrived.

Harry started his day off with chemistry, and it was as interesting as he hoped it was going to be. The way his tutor had spoken of the different elements, how they reacted to each other, and how the reactions were also dependent on the different forms they took on definitely reminded him of potions.

His next lesson continued into Latin, and while he had an extremely simple understanding of the language, they still started from the basics of simple phrases and the structure of the language. It was enjoyable but it wasn't ever going to be his favourite subject or language. He then had physics which also seemed interesting and was probably the subject that related most to what his dad does, and he already understood the basics thanks to spending time with his dad in the lab and the many questions he had asked.

He had a short half-hour break after his first three lessons, with each lesson being an hour long. It was already 11 am and he was seeping up the knowledge like a sponge. His break was followed by an hour of biology and then maths before he headed upstairs for his half-hour lunch break where he joined Steve and Bruce for some leftovers.

He had his last three lessons in social sciences, Italian and English, in that order. Italian was definitely going to be his favourite language, as his dad spoke fluently and so had his grandmother. His English teacher was a little shocked by his level of the language, as he was a few years behind where he should be and some of the words Harry used were extremely odd, to a muggle at least.

He finished at 4 pm and went in search of his dad. "JARVIS, where can I find my dad?"

"Sir is currently in lab 004 with Dr Banner."

"Thank you!" Harry beamed, making his way to the elevator.

"You are most welcome young Harry." There was affection hidden behind the AI's words.

Harry headed to the lab and found his dad and Bruce hovering over something on the table. They looked as if they were waiting for something to happen but nothing was going on. The two looked disappointed that nothing had happened but as they moved back whatever they had stood over exploded and a cloud of pink smoke wafted through the air.

"Dad!" Harry exclaimed moving fully into the room. "Are you alright?" he asked concerned when the two waved away the cloud of pink.

"We're alright. Nothing harmful, I think." Tony frowned looking over at Bruce.

"No nothing harmful," Bruce said dusting off the top of his lab coat that had gotten dirty.

"What were you doing?" Harry asked looking down into the container that now held a brittle substance within.

"We were trying to make an adhesive, that allowed some movement but still remained intact, similar to chewing gum whilst being chewed." Bruce said sighing, already clearing the working space and moving over to the hologram to work on the formula.

"How was your first day of school kiddo?" Tony asked ruffling Harry's hair.

"It was amazing! All my teachers were so much fun, and all the subjects are super interesting. And with tomorrow's double lessons some of the teachers said that we could do some basic practice if we had enough time. But there should be plenty of time considering all of my subjects besides English and Italian are going to be 2 hours long. And I really want to see what Mrs Dube was talking about with how the different types of elements and their compounds react with each other. Although she said that I might only ever work with some if decide to be a scientist when I'm older because some compounds are dangerous to work with." Harry took a deep breath in, "Sorry I was rambling." Harry said looking down.

"Don't be sorry Harry, I do the same thing, and everyone loves me for it. Right, Brucie bear?" Tony said crouching slightly to be eye level with Harry.

"Sure Tony," Bruce said not even looking over at him.

"See, I still love you for it. Sometimes you just have a lot to say, and your brain is working quicker than your mouth can move. Whenever I get excited about something no one can stop me from talking about it. Don't you ever be sorry for being you or talking about whatever excites you or makes you happy."

"Okay."

"Okay?" Tony repeated back. To which Harry nodded. "Great then why don't we head upstairs, and I can start on dinner, and you can tell me all about what you learnt today."

The two headed up to the penthouse, Harry talking a mile a minute and Tony happily listening along. He had wished for moments like this with his father, and he never wanted to deny Harry of the moments he had longed for. He was going to do everything in his power for him, but he would make sure to always be there for him.