While Harry was sitting in his lessons on Wednesday morning, Tony was dragged out of his lab by Steve because the rest of the team had waited and were wanting their explanation of magic. The Avengers plus Loki were waiting in the common area. Natasha was the first to speak up.

"Tony, we've been patient, but you said you would explain about Harry having magic."

Tony took a deep breath sitting on the edge of one of the couches they had occupied. Thinking of what to say to them all.

"What I'm going to tell you doesn't go further than this room. I've already got permission to tell you about magic, but if you tell others that aren't in the know. I can't guarantee what will happen to you or the people you told, besides your memory being wiped of the knowledge of magic." Tony started.

"Well, that's not concerning in the least." Clint chipped in sarcastically. Given his own experience with Loki, Tony wasn't surprised.

"From what I've learnt so far, magic has always existed here on Earth, but when witch hunts hit an all-time high the magical community decided to hide themselves away from everything that wasn't magic. And for the magical creatures of the community, they dedicated entire areas of land for them, making it so no non-magical being could find it.

"I won't tell you Harry's personal story as it is his to share, but it is not one of complete joy. Over the centuries there have been many magical wars because one wizard would decide that ancestry was more important than the fact that a person was magical. And the last war which ended the night of Harry's parents' death was bad, worse than the previous war that overlapped with the last world war, and with Steve's fight against Hydra.

"But the magical communities are entirely independent of whatever country they reside in, and almost always have their own magical government. Their own shopping districts, law enforcement, school, and so on, and they are all hidden away with spells so only those in the know would see everything.

"And just like the rest of the world, there is good and bad magic, evil wizards set on world domination and those willing to stop them." Tony finished trying to show the others that the magical community should and shouldn't be feared. "I just hope you don't start to see Harry differently now."

"Tony," Natasha said softly, "Harry is like family to all of us, despite our past interactions with magic so to say. That would never stop us from loving the boy who wiggled his way into all of our lives."

"She's right Tony. Harry is like one of my own kids and him being a wizard won't change that. I love him all the same. And just like you're the glue that keeps the team together, Harry is very much the joy keeping us going when the days get tough. We might not have known him for very long, but he is the light and joy of this tower, and we wouldn't have it any other way." Tony could feel his eyes watering around the corners at Clint's words, it meant a lot to him. But Loki had to ruin the moment.

"As much as this is all very touching, when will be the child learning magic, I wish to watch."

"Next week, and then every other week from then on." Tony sighed knowing he wouldn't be able to stop the god from doing what he wanted.

Harry's week had been amazing, he was currently sitting on a video call with Hermione in his room as he told her all about his first week of school. The girl had a smile on her face the entire time listening to her friend speak with such enthusiasm that she had never seen before.

"But anyway, are you ready to go back to Hogwarts? I'm going to miss not having our weekly video calls." Harry asked once he was finished telling her about his week.

"Yup, we went and got all my things for the year last Sunday. It looks like we might have a good defence teacher this year, but I'll have to wait and see until the first lesson. Ron's been telling me more frequently how upset he is about you not coming back but has kept his promise to not tell anyone. Although he doesn't know why."

"You'll tell Ron that I also miss him and that when you send a letter to me, he can also send one if needed. You still sure your parents are fine with sending the letters over email."

"Harry they honestly don't mind, plus I wouldn't want some poor owl having to fly from Scotland to New York just to deliver a letter of mine. I normally write letters to my parents weekly anyways."

The two went to talk on, and Hermione enthused over all the different subjects she was taking. Harry was concerned for her, but she said she had it all under control. Harry ended the call when JARVIS told him that Clint was looking for him, wondering if Harry wanted to continue his bow and arrow lessons. Much to the envious look Hermione shot him, he ended the call and headed to the training room in some more workout friendly clothes with his bow and arrow in hand.

Loki was also there when he arrived, he hadn't seen much of the god since the day he arrived. Clint didn't look happy about it but kept quiet anyway. Harry had been practising for half an hour with Clint helping him every now and then, when Loki stood and watched his movements closely.

"You could add some magic behind each arrow when releasing it." Loki said like it was nothing, but Harry stared at him, shocked.

"I can?" Harry had never even heard of doing something like that.

"Yes, I can teach you how." Harry didn't notice the glare Clint shot Loki, but the god did. "I could teach you the magic that I have learnt over the years, although I might not be able to show the different types of magic to their full capacity. Given my current situation."

"Really? That would be awesome." Harry said, eyes full of wonder about the different types of magic Loki, the god of mischief, could probably do. The god was known for his magic within the magical community, and that he was neither good nor evil, he just liked to cause mischief. "Although it will have to be on the weekends or when I'm finished with the school for the day."

"That is fine, little mage. I can teach you whenever you want. Magic is a precious gift, and to be able to wield it to its full capacity is something that takes time and dedication but is worth it all." Loki was very much trying to piss the archer off, but he also meant what he was saying.

"That would be great, but can we start another time. I want to get better with the bow and arrow before I try anything else with it." Harry said earnestly.

"Of course, little mage." Loki was a tiny bit upset but he wouldn't tell a soul that. "I will be seeing you around then." He said before turning to leave but stopped before he left the room. "Clint, it was nice catching up."

"You don't like him, do you?" Harry asked when the god had left.

"Not particularly given our history, but I can tolerate him."

Harry had sent off a message to Hermione Sunday evening as he knew he wouldn't be up in time to send her one in the morning. Happy that he didn't have to be awake as early as she did, he headed downstairs for breakfast. Today he was going to start with his magical lessons, and he was over the moon with excitement.

His first 2 lessons were going to be on the subjects he already knew and from then on, he would be getting to experience all the new subjects, besides DADA which was later in the day, but it also was about the Dark Arts, so that was new. He would definitely be having a lot to tell Hermione when he sent a letter out to her. He was upset that she couldn't take her phone with her, maybe he and his dad could make something that worked with magic. If Mr Weasley could make a car fly, he was sure they could make a phone work with magic.

His dad had told him that Loki would also be sitting in on his lessons as he wanted to see what they were about. He was sure the god would find them boring as the first part of his lessons would be his tutors seeing what he knew. Nonetheless, he was ready to start learning.

Dumbledore was watching the crowd of students enter with twinkling eyes, but a frown formed on his face when the prophecy child was nowhere in sight. Ms Granger and Mr Weasley didn't look concerned either, so they must have known that Harry wasn't going to be at the feast. Perhaps he had an upset stomach and decided to head to the loo.
With that in mind, Dumbledore watched on as the first years got sorted. Remus Lupin also looked concerned, but he reassured the man that Harry was alright and most likely feeling unwell. Although as the night went on, he wasn't too sure about his assumption and after the feast went in search of Minnie to ask about Harry.

When she had told him that the boy wasn't in the dorms nor were his trunk and belongings, he headed straight to the dungeons to ask Snape if he knew what had happened. The man had sneered at the mention of the young Potter but had said he knew nothing of the boy's whereabouts and there was no mention of any plans among his "friends."
He sat in his office pondering what could have happened to the Potter heir. Maybe it would be a repeat of last year's events, and the boy's family hadn't let him come. The boy would definitely send a letter out the first chance he had gotten. If Harry didn't send a letter in the next two days, Albus would pay a visit to the Dursleys.

His mind at peace, he put on his polka dot pyjamas and climbed into bed. Dreaming of socks that spoke of changing times, he pushed those dreams away and labelled them as nonsense. Everything would be right in the next few days, but oh how wrong one man could be.