Hey everyone,
This chapter is going to be several things: fun, intense and a few others. It's going to cover the Avengers and SHIELD coming to London, the Order meeting SHIELD, a certain meeting between Dumbledore and Fury and a few other things. And of course, the one thing I am sure you're all quite interested about; Harry's role in it all.
Have fun,

Venquine1990

Chapter 02
Wizards, Meet SHIELD

13th of August 1995
Grimmauld Place, London
Harry's POV

I reach out for the door heading outside when suddenly my mind catches up with the mission at hand. In less than a minute my mind starts to analyze everything I have to do as well as all of the potential hazards that might – or will surely – cause problems. And as I turn back around and study and take note of those now behind, my mind devises a plan, one that makes sure that no one even notices that my smile had faltered.
Sirius, who I know is a criminal only in Magical England as SHIELD and the Ancient One already cleared his name worldwide and made sure the ICW kept this secret from Fudge and Dumbledore. Lupin, who I know is getting paid from my own family vaults, even if the man is led to believe that Dumbledore is paying him to clear his conscience for failing his closest friends (a sentiment that makes me want to gag at how untrue it is).
Moody, who makes me feel excited as I would love to find out whether or not he and his old friend have discussed his year in his own trunk yet. Tonks, who I can only imagine will be the easiest to convince about all this as there really isn't much difference between the Aurors and SHIELD ("bar the level of competence, that is." I think to myself). And finally the rest of the Weasleys, which consists of Molly, Arthur, Bill, Fred, George, Ron and Ginny.

"Harry, really. Come on, it's time for breakfast. You and Ron have been worrying us more than enough with how long you took to get down. You should –." But because I have no interest in a lecture, let alone someone trying to guilt trip me when they don't even have the right, I raise my hand sharply, silencing the woman as the gesture startles her enough to stop talking. Yet I don't let my annoyance show on my face.
I send a quick look at the twins and Ron, who all nod almost imperceptibly, and state to Mrs. Weasley: "I want to make a deal." The woman's shock seems to increase at this and Sirius, who is standing next to her and has a look of amused curiosity on his face, asks: "What kind, Harry?" And while keeping a calm look on my own face, I say: "For the next – 15 minutes, I'm going to be in charge. You will follow orders as if I am cashing in Life Debts and will not question me.
Through this I will prove that there is an organization that works similar to the Order – but better." And while Mrs. Weasley bristles at this, the words only seem to further increase the amused curiosity of my godfather and cause the same emotions to come up with the rest. I stick my hands in my pockets and say: "If I fail, Ron, Fred, George and I won't ask to join the Order or learn more than is good for us to know, until we each individually graduate and go through a training course."

And this startles the others, including Hermione, who I had actually not spotted at first as she had been standing behind Tonks, who is slightly taller than my bushy-haired best friend; the adults then turn to each other and mutter amongst each other. But this annoys me and I say: "You have to the count of ten. Decide or you will not be told the reason I kept Ron and the twins in my room for the last several minutes." And this ultimatum does the job.
"It's a deal, Harry." Remus says, the other adults looking at him with a look on their face that proves that they will consider him their spokesperson and will go with his decision. I nod and say: "Good, now let me remind you all of one thing. Sirius is my godfather. He is the one person my parents wanted me to be raised by and I will move heaven and earth to see that done." The adults nod and Sirius sends me a beaming smile at the end.
I send him a short one back and turn to Tonks as I say: "Tonks, change Sirius' look. Give him Remus' hair color and fake some similar scars to his face. Moody, drop the hat. You don't need to hide it out in the Muggle world, trust me. I've got it covered. Now, everyone, let's go. The fifteen minutes have started and I don't want to hear one complaint or protest. A deal is a deal, so deal with it." And while Ginny snorts and Remus looks troubled, I turn and open the door.

And instantly after walking a few steps and leaving the safe sanctuary of the Order Headquarters, even I get shocked when a huge beam of light shoots down from the sky only a few feet to my left. The light is a huge beam, made of various shades of white and radiates of a level of magic that I have only ever so rarely felt before, it's just that powerful. The grass that gets hit by the beam seems to get burned in a certain pattern and as sudden as it appeared, it vanishes.
Yet the few minutes that it was there allowed me to get over my surprise and so instead I happily walk over and bend my back to the man that appears from the vanishing light. "Greetings Lord Thor, I must say I was not expecting you here." I humbly tell the man while from the corner of my eye I can see Mrs. Weasley being held back by her husband, who whispers something reprimanding in her ear as the man before me speaks up:

"Greetings, Harry, son of James and Lily Potter. Do not bow to me. Any friend of Fury is a friend of mine. And please be noted that Mother knows of your existence as well and would be most honored if you would visit her before your next year of schooling commences." At which my mind goes back to what I know about the events that transpired recently and I say: "I would be most humbled, Thor. But please note that I will also make a request once I'm there."
"You wish to see Loki, I presume." The man – well God – states and I growl back: "No one hurts my family and gets away with it. One strike will do, Thor. That is all I ask." And to my utter amazement as I know that the man does still hold some feelings for his long lost brother, the man's voice booms as he says: "Your wish will be granted, I assure it."
I smile, even as my ears pick up on a new sound that seems to be fast approaching. "You hear that?" I ask him and the man looks up as he says: "Looks like Stark decided to lead the rest of the team here." And just as I turn around does a man wearing a body armor made of red and golden plated metal land on the ground, crouched down and creating a small crater thanks to his impact. At which I whistle and say: "Wow, nice super hero landing."

The plate in front of the man's face, which has two small rectangular sockets for the eyes that are also alight at the same time, slides up and the man, Tony Stark, grins at me as he says: "I try. And what are you doing here, Goldilocks?" This makes me snort, even as I notice that all of my friends – even Hermione – are gaping at the scene in front of them. And while I admire Tonks' work on my godfather, Thor answers:
"After I left, Heimdall kept an eye on Midgard for me. His all-seeing eye saw your meeting with Fury and Hadrian's meeting with his friends just now and knew that it was time for me to return. I know what you know, Stark, and I intend to help." Mr. Stark nods and walks over to us. My smile widens into a grin at this and I reach out a hand in greeting:
"Mr. Stark, I don't know if I was the first to do so or not, but I want to thank you for being the first, alongside Captain America, to give Loki a beating. That god of tricks deserved it for what he did to my uncle and the emotional pain he caused my aunt.""You're that close, huh? Then skip the whole Mr. Stark thing, kid. Anyone who's that close with my team can call me Tony, their friends included. I take it that's them?"

He asks as he motions for the motionless group standing in front of the bit of wall that separates number 11 from number 13. I smile at him, turn my face to my friends and say: "Yep, them, the new potential SHIELD recruits and all those who have most of our info regarding the Loki-wannabee." And this nickname for – who I'm sure they both know is – Voldemort makes both men snort, but also causes looks of confusion on the faces of the others.
I notice that Muggles are starting to come out of their homes, obviously at the sight of the Avengers being here, and send those that are looking like this a strong look. Lupin notices the same and strongly elbows both Moody and Tonks, who change their shock to looks of acceptance and intelligence each. And just in time as suddenly a huge shadow starts to be cast over us, starting at the front of Grimmauld Place and growing.
We all look up and Hermione screams: "IS THAT THE HELICARRIER?" Alongside several others, though her voice is full of confused disbelief. This is luckily enough missed by all those who shout the same, but then in excitement and fascination, all of the Muggles having huge grins on their face, a few of the younger women clapping their hands and giggling in excitement. I smirk myself and press the same button in my ear.

"Director Fury, drop the ropes. I have our new recruits, their families and our informants ready to congregate at the bridge. Soon we will know all we need about the Loki-wannabee that pulled a Coulson and will have him down before he can cause a second New York right here in London." And while I can tell that Mr. Stark – Tony – is having trouble keeping a straight face, I hear my favorite leader speak in my ear: "Copy that, Agent Potter."
This makes more than just a few of my friends look at me shocked as there are also a few Muggles who have similar looks on their faces. But then one of them turns to Moody and shrieks: "What happened to your face?" And instantly I state: "Agent Moody was stationed here in 1970 and fought in resistance to the terrorists of the 70's. Unfortunately even our best medics were unable to fix him up, but since he has been on great service to us.
He was even the one to recruit all these new Agents and has been keeping this family, of which the father is an expert on electronics, the mother is a true empath and the eldest is a history expert, safe until it was time to call in the rest of the team. Now please everyone, return to your homes, keep your eyes open and if you need it – call this number." And a small business card that I have been carrying on me all summer is handed to the shocked woman.
The woman nods, her eyes shooting to Tony and Thor, who both nod at her in reassurance and comfort, and this is enough to inspire both the woman and the other Muggles to return inside, while my friends all look at me, trying and failing to hide their astonishment. And the whole event makes it so that no one actually paid attention to the Helicarrier, where mechanical doors open and ropes made of black leather are let loose.

The ropes are incredibly long and actually reach the ground before us all. I wait for all of the Muggles to be inside and head over to the ropes, with my hand motioning the rest to follow me. And as I turn my head just enough to look behind me, I see that Sirius and Tonks alongside the Weasley kids – bar Bill – are all excitedly following after me. The others hesitate, but then Lupin whispers: "There is still time. Remember the deal." And this inspires the rest.
I wait for them to catch up and say: "Okay future recruits and others, listen up and pay attention. In order to get up there, to the Helicarrier, where we will meet Director Fury and discuss the Loki wannabee problem with him and the rest, you simply put your one foot in this hole here." And I demonstrate the act, putting my foot in the loop at the end of the rope before I go on: "Grab the rope as high above your head as possible and keep your body straight.
Best keep both legs spread and tense and if you need it, grab the rope with both hands. When you've taken position, just give a soft pull at the top and the agents up there will start the retrieval procedure. There are more than enough ropes so get to it." And I make sure to firmly look at Mrs. Weasley as I know just fine how offended the woman feels over the fact that, in her eyes, a child is ordering her around. "Now you know how it feels." I think to myself.

The twins, Ron and Sirius, however, don't notice this as they just happily nod and move to ropes of their own. Hermione hesitates, but I know this is because of her fear of heights. I turn to Tony and the man seems to get what I want without me needing to ask. He walks over and asks: "Would you like me to take you up, Miss?" Hermione looks startled at this, but then mumbles: "No thanks, I can handle this myself." I smile at her in pride over this.
Seeing this seems to give the girl's self-confidence another boost and the Gryffindor I know she is comes out as she firmly walks over to another rope. And this seems to do the trick as everyone else follows after her. Yet as Moody passes me, he whispers: "What about Albus? He just arrived indoors? How do we –?" But I answer: "Leave him to the boss." And while he is not entirely pleased with the answer, the man nods and heads for a rope.
Because of this, unless he's still looking at me through his eye, the man misses my grin turning into a victorious smirk as I think: "You're playing my game now, Dumbledore." And when I am sure that everyone is ready, Tony actually having helped Hermione by wrapping the rope around her waist as extra security, we all tug at the rope. And the machine that I know that all these ropes are attached to starts to pull us all up.

Tony and Thor also fly up, Tony using the boosters of his suit and Thor swinging his trusted Hammer up into the air and allowing it to lead him into the ship. "SO WICKED!" The twins' chorus as they see this and a minute later we are all inside and the doors close behind us. The whole interior, like the rest of the ship, is made of metal, but then with several pipes that are all alight and aligned to walls in horizontal patterns.
"This is – amazing. Molly, look, these ropes were attached to these weird devices. This is – this is – this is –." Mr. Weasley seems to be at a loss for words and I smirk as I say: "This is SHIELD. Also known as the Strategic Hazard Intervention Espionage Logistics Directorate. Like I said, it is similar to the Order, but better. Why? Because SHIELD has been doing this work since the 1940's, but then they work mostly in the Muggle world."

"Correct." A gruff voice says and I turn to it, my smirk turning into the largest grin my face can manage as the man, who is tanned and wears an eye patch, sternly asks: "Date and time?" This confuses my friends, but it makes me take an official stance with my legs straight against each other and my arms flat against my form as I answer: "First of August 1991. 09.58.27, sir." The man nods and continues his questioning:
"What does my mother call me?""Fury, sir.""What is my full name?""Nicholas Joseph Fury, sir." The man had been stern and strict the entire time, but a grin spreads over his face at the end and he asks: "And what do you call me, Harry?" And while I ignore the shocked and confused looks of my friends – and even the offended one on Mrs. Weasley's face – I run at the man, who happily wraps his arms around my form as I shout: "Uncle Fury, I missed you.""I missed you too, little squirt. It's good to see you. It's about time you called us on."
"I told you, uncle, I was giving that man one last chance. Not my fault he blew it with how he treated my trial the other day. I'll tell you more about it later, okay? I want to see Uncle Clint. I need to see for myself that he's okay." The man nods and turns to my friends as he says: "Follow us; we'll talk more once we're on the bridge. Oh, and Mr. Black, you can drop the disguise. SHIELD knows that you're innocent." And the shock this causes makes my grin return to my face.

Harry, you tease.
To be honest, I wanted to continue but with everything else I have planned this chapter would have gone on for much too long. And I know that the chapters of Henrietta are way longer than this, but to be honest, that was a bit of experimentation on my part. Still, I think that, even though the chapter was a bit short, I did prove one thing; Harry is one hell of a SHIELD agent and his cover stories and ideas are quite genius
And hilarious,

Venquine1990