Me: Now I'm back with another chapter. Let's start before Deadpool shows up.
Deadpool: TOO LATE!
Me: Aw, mother-
Deadpool: It's me! Your favorite Merc with a Mouth, Deadpool!
Me: What are you doing here, Wade?
Deadpool: What do you mean? How can I not be here? This chapter is my debut! The part where I show up and take little Harry under my wing... You know the best part of the story!
Me: Hold on, I never said that-
Deadpool (pulls out a gun and points it at my head): Yeeesss?
Me: Nevermind! Do the Disclaimer!
Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel or Harry Potter. If I did Tony wouldn't have died.
Harry woke up an hour later feeling great and in a much better condition than before which was a new. The first thing that he noticed when he woke up was his clarity of vision, even without his glasses on. The second was the gauntlet on his fist, confirming that the last few hours were not a dream. The third was his new and improved body.
"What happened?" he asked himself. He admired his new physique, questioning how something like this could have happened. His gaze was drawn to the gauntlet and, more specifically to the stone.
"What are you?"
In response, the red stone began to glow as something appeared in his other hand. It was a leather-bound book.
"What the..?" He looked from the stone to the book with a shocked expression. He hadn't expected an answer. It seemed as if this stone could make whatever he wished for. The stone seemed to glow as if saying 'Go on, read it'.
Harry looked at the book cover. It was too dark to make out what it said. If only he was outside...
Wait. He looked at the gauntlet as if contemplating something. He clenched his fist and thought about getting outside. The gem, on sensing its master's wish, reacted. Parts of the ceiling and the wall glowed with a ruby light as they shifted and broke apart. The rocks and dirt kept moving as if by magic until it solidified into a staircase with a hole in the ceiling.
He admired his work as he climbed outside. It was late afternoon, as evidenced by the setting sun.
He sat down and got a better look at the book. On the cover was a picture of six colorful rocks, the red one among them, arranged in a circle. Over it the words 'Infinity Stones' were written in neat cursive letters.
He opened the page and began to read. "Before the universe, there was nothing. Only six singularities.Then the universe came into existence, and the remnants of these singularities were forged into six Infinity Stones. Each of these stones controls an aspect of existence. Time, Space, Reality, Power, Soul and Mind."
Harry's jaw dropped at the thought of such powerful objects. He looked at the gauntlet and the gem inside it. He turned the page and found a drawing of a golden gauntlet. The same gauntlet that was on his wrist.
"The stones are incredibly powerful, so much that whenever a person tries to hold one of them, they are destroyed by their sheer, immense power." There was a series of pictures beneath. The first showed a male figure taking one of the stones in their hand. The second showed the same figure as the power spread through him, a soundless scream coming from their mouths. The third showed the being explode in a brilliant display of light.
Harry gulped at the image. That looked horrible, to say the least. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he continued to read.
"To safely wield the stones, a special container is required. One of these is the Infinity Gauntlet, a device specifically created to harness the power of the stones."
'So the thing on my wrist is called the Infinity Gauntlet. So that means that the stone is an Infinity Stone. But which one?' Harry pondered to himself. He leafed through the book until he found it: a red stone with the word 'Reality'.
"Allows the user to fulfill their wishes, even if the wish is in direct contradiction with scientific laws, and do things that would normally be impossible. At full potential, when backed by the other five Gems, the Reality Gem allows the user to alter reality on a universal scale and also create any type of alternate reality the user wishes."
Harry's jaw dropped as the full implication of his situation kicked in. He now had the power to alter reality however he wished. So what to do now?
A pain-filled whine cut through the air like a knife. He could also hear the laughter of Dudley's gang and the sound of flesh hitting flesh.
Harry gave a sharp, feral grin. He knew exactly what to do now. Time to give this gauntlet a little test drive.
Dudley and his gang were busy beating up an old dog at one of the playgrounds. The poor stray had the misfortune of coming across them while searching for food in the trash.
"HEY!"
The bullies turned around to see the freak standing there, looking strangely confident. There was a book tucked under one of his arms while the other had some sort of golden glove on it.
"Hey guys, look. The Freak is here." Piers Polkins, a boy who looked like a rat said.
Dudley gave a nasty grin. "Well. Didn't think you would show up again. Come for another beating, Freak?"
Harry smirked. "You and thinking? Ha! Since when does precious Diddykins know how to think?"
Dudley scowled. "What did you say?!"
"What are you, deaf? Or are you that slow?" Harry grinned as he watched Dudley's ugly piggy face flush red with anger. He didn't know where this new confidence came from, but he liked it. "Let me spell it out for you, since you don't have any brain cells: You... are.. stupid."
Dudley roared. "GET HIM!"
The rest of his gang charged at him with the intent of pummeling him to the ground. They got within two feet of Harry as he pointed the gauntlet at them and clenched it into a fist, the Reality Stone glowing with its world- ending power.
The boys were consumed by a red mist, changing their very being into a bunch of beetles. They scurried around as Harry walked towards Dudley, whose pants had a suspicious wet stain on them. Harry stepped on the former bullies turned insects, not that he cared.
"S-Stay back! Or I'll tell Dad about your freakishness!" His voice shook with fear as he stared at his former victim.
"I've got news for you, you big fat bastard; your daddy can't help you. Once I'm done with you, I'll go straight for him and that bitch of an aunt!"
Dudley was trembling as Harry stood before him, his glare rooting the fat pig to his place.
"Aw what's wrong Dudders? It's not as fun when your victim fights back? Well, too bad for you. It's time to pay for all the times you decided to beat on me!" Harry raised the gauntlet, ready to erase the piggy boy from existence.
However...
It was the look in his eyes; the look of unadulterated fear and terror. That look you had when someone bigger and stronger wanted to hurt you. It was a look that Harry was all too familiar with. It was the same that he had before Vernon decided to 'teach him a lesson'.
Harry hesitated as he realized that in a way, he was no better than Dudley. Was this who he wanted to be for the rest of his life? Someone who abused his power to hurt others? A villain who did whatever he wanted, no matter how many got hurt? He may not know it now, but he just learned the most important lesson of all:
With Great Power comes Great Responsibility.
He lowered his fist. He turned around, not wanting to look at the other boy any longer. "Leave." he said.
"H-Huh?" Dudley stammered.
"Go. Just get out of here." He was not sinking to their level. Never. "You're going to stop picking on others. You're going to become a better person. If I hear that you've hurt someone else, then I won't spare you a second time."
He didn't look behind him to see Dudley run away; he didn't trust himself to not lash out at him. He walked towards the stray that the former bullies had attacked. It was in a pretty bad shape, bruises littering its body, it's leg bent at an odd angle.
"Hey boy." Harry kneeled down at his side and gently patted his head. "Don't worry. I'm going to make it better." The dog whimpered.
Harry activated the Reality Stone and thought about healing the dog. It's leg snapped back into place; the bruises and blood disappeared and it seemed as if the dirt on it vanished as well.
Once he was done, the dog got to his feet. It seemed to be completely healthy as it examined itself.
"Woof." The dog knocked him down as it began licking his face.
"Hahaha! You're welcome!" Harry had to admit, it felt good to be shown something else other than scorn and hatred. The dog continued to lick and slobber all over him. "Will you please let me stand up?"
The dog backed off, allowing Harry to get back on his feet. Now that he was standing, he took a closer look at the canine. He was a furry black dog, one who had all the marks of a stray.
"Seems like we're both not wanted." Harry said. The dog looked at him in sympathy as if sensing the boy's sadness. "You want to be my friend?"
"Woof!"
"I'm gonna take that as a yes." On the inside, he was ecstatic. After so many years of abuse and hate, he was finally free! He finally had someone he could call a friend. Even if he was just a dog.
"Well, if we're gonna be friends, you'll need a name." The dog tilted its head. He thought about what to name him. Suddenly he remembered something he read in a book at the library. It was a book about Norse myths, something which had always fascinated him for reasons unknown to him.
"How about Fenrir?" This elicited a positive response. "Fenrir it is then."
His stomach chose that moment to growl loudly. Harry blushed as he just realized how hungry he was. He had never been allowed to eat much, mostly just whatever meager scraps his relatives left him. He shook his head. He was never going back there. That place had never been his home. It was a prison, nothing else.
Far away, in a castle in Scotland, several devices tied to the wards around Privet Drive stopped working.
"How about we go and get something to eat, yeah?" he asked. Fenrir barked in what he assumed was agreement.
They walked down the street, towards where Harry knew was a Burger King fast food place, his new friend trotting at his side. They reached the fast food restaurant. Suddenly he stopped as a thought struck him. He looked at his hand where the Infinity Gauntlet rested. How was he going to hide it? Children usually didn't go around wearing large golden gauntlets.
Maybe there was something in the book. He leafed through it until he found it.
"To conceal the Gauntlet from the sight of others, simply think about making it disappear. It will then compact itself to a bracelet, which will limit its usability but anyone who looks at it will dismiss it as unimportant."
Harry thought about making the Gauntlet disappear. Its surface seemed to shift like sand, shrinking into a small bracelet with six circles around it.
"Stay here, ok?" Fenrir whined in protest. "I'm sorry, but they don't allow animals in there. I promise I'll be right back. Ok?" Fenrir went to sit down on the ground, watching sadly as his new owner walked in.
Harry knew he had to be careful as his age would cause questions to be asked in this restaurant. He waited in line as he kept thinking about what he should say. Maybe he should pretend to be with the small family that just left? Or say that his parents were waiting outside and he was allowed to order himself? Or maybe...
"Next!" The loud voice snapped Harry out of his musings. He stepped forward, not sure what he should say. The moment he opened his mouth however...
"We'll take two double cheeseburgers, a shit ton of fries and some ice cream." Harry whirled around to see a strange sight indeed.
There was a strangely dressed man standing behind him. The man was dressed in what Harry would describe as a ninja outfit with the only colors being red and black. The man also looked to be wearing a weird belt that had many pockets as well as bullet slots. He had two katanas on his back and wore a red and black mask with white slits for eyes. He was also carrying a lot of guns.
The guy behind the counter stared at the weird man, but shrugged and went to take his order. The red man-
"You know in different context that might sound racist." The man turned to the... wall? and spoke as if addressing an invisible crowd. He turned back to Harry, the boy staring at him with a mix of confusion and suspicion.
"Don't worry, your friendly neighborhood Merc is here to help! It took a while for me to 'convince' the author, but I'm finally here! No need to think about using that fancy trinket of yours, this time I'm paying."
Harry panicked. How did this guy know about the gauntlet?!
"Well that's easy; I know how to read a script. By the way, I wouldnt worry about your furry friend out there. We're gonna grab some food and then get the fuck out of here!" The man said as if reading his mind. Harry had a million questions so he went with the first one that popped on his mind.
"Who are you?"
The man seemed to grin under his mask- he couldn't tell, but he had a feeling that he was- as he said, "Well, Wade Wilson's the name but I'm better known as... Deadpool!"
And done! This chapter wasn't easy to write. I'll try to update more frequently, but I make no promises.
I took another look at what I had written and made a few changes. Namely, Harry having only the Reality Stone as opposed to having both Reality and Soul. The reason for that is that one of the reviews from stylo1. You make a good point. Two stones would make him too powerful, but the Reality Stone by itself... is still OP as hell but you can write about it in a creative way. Actually you can do that even with a completed IG if you know how.
After much deliberation, I've decided to include all the other superheroes from Marvel, like the X-Men, Fantastic Four and Defenders.
As for the timeline, I've done a lot of research on the MCU timeline and this is the final result.
1997- Harry is born.
1998- Harry is left with Dursleys.
2005- Harry finds the IG.
2008- Harry goes to Hogwarts
2009- Chamber of Secrets
2010- Iron Man, Prisoner of Azkaban
2011- Goblet of Fire, Iron Man 2, Incredible Hulk, Thor
2012- Order of Phoenix, Avengers, Iron Man 3
2013- Thor 2
2014- Captain America 2, Guardians of the Galaxy
2014- Guardians of the Galaxy 2
2015- Avengers 2
2016- Civil War, Black Panther
2017- Doctor Strange, Thor 3
2018- Infinity War
There. Now I'm gonna go hide in my bunker where Deadpool can't get me.
Oh this is still a Harem story by the way.
Goodbye and don't forget: We are Groot.
WAKANDA FOREVER!
Excelsior!
R.I.P Stan Lee and Chadwick Boseman. True heroes all the way to the end.