It didn't follow protocol, if they could really call it such. So far, he wasn't technically required to be in Britian with his biological family till the next week. As such, their legal undercover MAGIC agent guide, remained vigilant and reluctantly ready to contact the Ministry of Magic should there be an illegal break for it.

But Ron could handle it with his dad. Afterall, the insanity really wasn't the fact that he was in Britain a week sooner than expected, it was the fact that he was seeing his dad inside the wild house with three of his brothers and younger sister, and his biological mother and father. It was more the fact that they were there with Harry Potter, famous boy wizard who lived, Hermione Granger, Doctor Bruce Banner and somehow, Tony Stark. Tony was making it both a far better experience, and a far worse one. He seemed a bit disturbed at the lack of technology in the home, but was intrigued by the odd grandfather clock woth all their faces that tracked their location.

Arthur was also interesting with his constant questions to the billionare inventor and hero.

Ron decided better not to listen as they began having a back and forth over the function and use of cell phones that Tony had gifted them back in Christmas along with the, now shrunken, "giant" bears. While amusing in the novelty sense to Tony, once he realized who the family was, he was hoping to see the giant bears to prove to Pepper that they were in fact a good idea. Ginny had seemed to be watching Harry at a distance, her cheeks slightly pink. Ron hoped it wasn't a crush. He hardly knew a thing about that kind of thing with being raised by agents pretty much as long as he could remember.

Plus, he'd rather not have his biological sister crushing on his friend. Especially when said friend was more famous than he first realized. Tony had casually talked about celebrity crushes to him and Hermione at breakfast from time to time. Mainly to stroke his own ego according to his dad. But they didn't seem so crazy seeing Ginny crushing on Harry.

She remained at a distance though as Hermione was asking many questions as to why he never sent letters or answered their messages or calls. Ron would have been a part of the asking had he not been pulled away by the ever energetic twins.

"Good to see you back on our side of the pond Ronnie."

"How's it been over there?"

"Entertaining?"

"Wild?"

"It"

"It's been fine. Really. Got my homework done-"

"Boo!"

"You're breaking our hearts here Ron. Getting your homework done before the last week of break?"

"That's what you to do?" Ron responded. "Wait until the last minute?"

"No better way to do it."

"And you two wonder why mum gets on you about your grades," Percy butted in surprising Ron but not the twins with his sudden presence.

"Oh come off it Perce."

"We get it done."

"Right." Percy seemed ready to roll his eyes at the twins' responses. His eyes instead went to Ron.

"Is Scabbers in America then Ron. You haven't gotten him out or mentioned him once."

Ron lowered his eyes feeling slight shame for what he could not control. "He didn't do so well on the flight over. He didn't make it a day. Sorry Percy."

The older teen was stiff yet otherwise unreadable.

"He was an old rat. We have had him since you went missing. It's no surprise that he has finally passed on." There was a tightness to his voice, but it was hard to tell just what Percy was thinking or feeling.

"Well, I for one am all right with that old rat dying. We have Ron here after all!" Ron swore it was George who said it.

"I'm pretty sure other than me taking him to America, there is no connection."

"It's not a problem Ron. And don't listen to them. Correlation is not causation."

"Sentiment still stands!" The other twin, Ron was certain it was Fred, replied.

"Brothers before Rats any day."

Both twins threw an arm over Ron's shoulders in an over dramatic fashion that Ron recognized as typical twin behavior from them. He shrugged his arms and elbowed one of in the stomach.

"Hey now!"

"You aren't thinking of running off are yah?"

"Why?" Ron asked holding out the word in slight worry. Percy glanced at the twins.

"Don't break anything this time," he said walking away. Ron had no time to ask as fingers made their way to his sides and laughter pealed out of him.

Clint heard Ron's laughter from the floor above from the kitchen.

"Sounds like he's having fun," Clint commented. He took a sip of the tea that was poured for him. Molly moved and fussed about the kitchen preparing a large meal. Clint offered to help seeing as it was a way to extend an olive branch as it were, but like a few other people he knew, Molly Weasley was fiercely territorial of her kitchen.

"He does, doesn't he. I don't think I've heard him laugh since he was a baby."

She sounded wistful and a little tired. Ron snorted when he heard him squeal.

"Right under the arms. It makes him squeal everytime."

"He was ticklish as a baby too."

"It was his feet right?"

Molly let out a small chuckle.

"He always liked to kick them in the air. But if anyone grabbed them-"

"He'd laugh like a loon."

It wasn't deep or meaningful. But it was a start.

Natasha could only call it luck that Clint and Bruce had left the day before. While it was a minor inconvenience for Clint not to assist with this essential mission from hell, she would have rather him be unaware and get the two kids she had grown to know, out of the country. He was going to give her hell for this once he found out though.

And just when he thought he would have an oppertunity to move out of Tony's tower, it all went to Hydra of all things. Seeing the last carrier fall, knowing that she had just leaked SHIELD information all over the internet including her own, it was a mess.

At least she could say there were fewer casualties with their intervention.

Even if it meant the confirmation of the Winter Soldier being alive. Steve was rather fixated on that piece of information. His life had been saved by the same man he had known as a boy, and reprogrammed to kill. The same individual who was now on the loose doing who knew what. So where was James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes?

So many ideas and stories swimming in my head right now... Makes me sleepy...