Iridescent

Author's Note: So, I'm extremely pleased with this story, I've really been having a good reaction and that's really heartwarming for me. I'm super exhausted and sicker than a dog, but I will survive. In my day of being condemned to my couch I'm going to attempt another chapter update on this story and hopefully my other one as well. I love you all so much, holidays! I had a wonderful time celebrating the winter solstice over face time with my friend at a bonfire in Ireland. How do you celebrate (if you celebrate) your holidays? What holiday do you celebrate? Do you have any interesting traditions? Please answer the questions in a review; I'm interested to know what other people do for the holidays. Well, now that I just had the most awkward conversation with my grandmother about her…balls. I'll be off to write the next chapter! Oh, by the way! This is your Christmas present from me!

P.s. If anyone is interested to know, my new avatar is actually a picture of my mare Aria, my friend took them in a holiday shoot for a school project. – CJG

Warning: This story contains homosexual relations, violence, foul language, extremely light sexual content, mentions child abuse and rape, and slight graphic content.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with the Avengers, or Harry Potter, I'm simply borrowing characters in hopes to make a relatively good fiction.

Chapter Eight: Isa

Isa: The Rune of Ice

It had been a very long time since he had seen such a pure, unblemished beauty. Four and a half years of nothing but darkness and stench would make anyone stop and stare at the sight that was now falling down around his new home. Lilly's Garden had been breathtaking, even before the sight he took in now. The house looked like some form of Victorian doll house, a beautiful powder blue and white home that was nestled in what was left of New York City's untouched land. It sat on a happy 7 acres, which surprised Harry seeing how such land was almost unheard of in the city's suburbs.

The house was a modest size compared to any of the other houses he currently owned (which had grown seeing as the Goblins had granted him the Weasley's money, as well as homestead. These gains including the Prewett family that had disowned Molly and the old blooded Weasley family that had cut off Author for marrying Molly Prewett. Both funds equaled the Black family vaults and properties almost to the T. He had also gained the Shacklebolt properties and funds, which were almost equal to the black vaults combined with the Lestrange vaults. ) and this fact pleased him greatly.

The graceful appearance made the house even better, adding to the fact that the walls were almost papered with both magical and muggle pictures of his parents, Sirius, Remus, Severus, and all of his parent's families. It had two turrets that gently stuck out from the front of the house, pointing gently to the sky with a point that looked like something from a fairy tale. The windows arched and rounded smoothly without a single fault in a single curve, there small fixtures that rounded with the corner, hanging down into the window slightly giving it that quaint doll house feel. The main body of the house was a beautiful powder blue, that was currently kissed with the most lovely falling snow that Harry himself had ever seen, the snow kissed the dark blue roof, held carefully to the edges and sides of the house, covered a good chunk of the snow, and held a rather large domain atop the green house just across the back field.

It clashed so lovingly with the undying roses, which seemed to fit the now immortal well. The blood reds, bright pinks, and different soft yellows, made up the natural colors. The teal, purple, and blue roses made up the not so natural colors. The snow kissed each one with love, making the darker colors pop so perfectly against the innocent white of the falling powder. If one thing could be said, the home was picture perfect for not even being touched at all in twenty two years. The flowers were a bit wild in the green house, but Harry had an easy enough time painstakingly clearing each and every plant. He spent hours cautiously feeding each carnivorous plant, and carefully tending to the most poisonous of them all like he would a child. Teddy had enjoyed finally being allowed to join him in the green house when he had finished, though did take caution not to touch those as he had been instructed, mostly out of fear that they would eat him, which both Harry and Teddy knew would happen. Especially after Harry had taken three fourths of a cow he had bought at the store and came back empty handed.

Teddy had the most fun breaking in the small stable that took up home twenty yards from the house. It didn't have many farm animals as of yet, or more it didn't have many muggle farm animals. Teddy enjoyed the residents in the enlarged stable Buckbeak, a female Hippogriff by the name of Faun, and one Kelpie by the name of Morgriph. There were also the remaining pygmy puffs, as well as some normal sized puffs that resided alongside there smaller counterparts. It was rather odd seeing as one of the full sized puffs, which stood at the same high as the singular miniature pony was in a…relationship with one of the pygmy puffs, which was currently pregnant with his litter. He was rather violent and protective over him (yes, him) and only let Theodore into the holding pens to care for them, which fit Teddy just find after being cooped up for most of his life.

Harry, Teddy, and Remus were always attached at the hip. They hated being a part for more than a few moments at a time, which made in England had made full moons tough. Teddy still didn't quite get that his father was dangerous while transforming, and normally tried to stay attached to him, while Harry ended up getting scratched to protect Teddy from getting sliced to bits. It was a rather large shock to cross the pond to find that the Native American Shamans and the American Wizards developed a "cure" for lycanthropy. It wasn't so much a cure, where it was a fix all can't go wrong problem solver. With just one dose of a set of herbs that one of the Shamans from a tribe of Native Americans they had visited while they toured a few of the Prewett houses in search of a good home in America. Remus could control his wolf. Also he gained back a few of his more human features, which included but did now limit to his human eye color.

Though he hated comparing it to young adult romantic fiction, Rem often compared it to the mostly painless shifts the werewolves in Nightshade had. It was like the shared the same time and space, and with just a thought they switched. While he could still infect humans with lycanthropy, it was this new breed that he was now living. They would become one of the "Wind Shifters" as the Shaman had called it. It was different from Animagus shifting in a few ways, but mostly because the herb that was given to him infected him with the "wind shifter" curse, instead of a bite. If a human was given the herbal remedy they would be unaffected, but any violent magical creature would gain control. That was why there were plans in the making to allow Teddy to go through the ritual that was needed to take the herbal mix.

"Remus, we need to send Teddy to school soon," Harry said suddenly one evening after Teddy had been put to bed.

The sentence had caused Moony to tense and snap his head from his book to look up at Harry as suddenly as the words had slipped out of ex-prisoner's mouth. His teeth curled, and his eyes narrowed as he took in Harry's calm and rather collected look. Harry met his gaze evenly, and did not flinch when he saw those light blue colored eyes shift to a deep golden color.

"Why?" Remus snarled out in response. The wolf closed his book with a sharp snap, not even bothering to save his page, knowing that he would remember it later.

"Because Remus, we're living in both worlds now. We go out in muggle cities, we do muggle things, and we're trying to blend in. He needs to learn the muggle way, and not everything we can teach him here. I haven't graduated either." Harry said, his voice was calm, showing that Remus's reaction didn't deter him from his subject. Remus didn't scare him; to be honest not much scared him after Azkaban.

"He can learn here." Remus growled out, starting to stand to leave the room. A singly flick of Harry's wrist sent the door closing, locking, warding, and silencing the discussion.

"Sit down." Harry said coolly, his eyes seemed to crackle lightly, but his mask did not fall. Remus ignored Harry in favor to sneer; clearly Moony was not pleased at the idea of sending his cub away for a few hours. "Remus, I said sit down. Now, of your own will. I won't hesitate to force you." Harry said sharply, clearly annoyed at the werewolf's reaction to his command.

Remus seemed to jerk around to growl at Harry before slowly stalking over to a chair and plopping down heavily. The silence was thick; Harry had crossed his legs in a calculating manner and folded his hands neatly on top of the crossed legs. His lips were pressed in a think line, as Remus' were upturned in a violent snarl.

"You need to be logical," Harry began, only to be cut off by a large slam of Remus's fist hitting the coffee table between them.

"I am being logical!" Harry was very glad that he had put up silencing wards, he knew for a fact that the screech that just escaped Remus would have woken not only the neighbors, who lived about four hundred yards away, and Teddy, who had finally been pried off of Harry's side.

"So screaming like a mad man is logical? You would have woken Teddy with that volume. Tone yourself down, the IQ you claim is so high is dropping be the fucking second." Harry said, hissing out the curse word with distaste, clearly the use of such a word had shocked Remus for a second, but that didn't deter him from being furious at being insulted.

He then watched as Remus started to rant, violently swearing at Harrison, cursing at him with words that would make Sirius Black blush, and that was saying something. Harry's mask never once dropped, he simply sat there calmly, taking the verbal abuse like he had with everything else. He took the harshness with an experienced edge, not once blinking no matter how close Remus got to him.

"Are you done yet?" Snapped Harry after taking a good fifteen minutes of the roaring man, his eyebrow twitching was the only sign of any anger escaping his being. That was at least until now, his lip curled in a sneer that would have made Severus look twice. His slightly inhuman canines pointing out showing his distaste, "You're acting like a child. I shouldn't have to sit here and be treated like a piece of dirt while you spew shit at me. You know I'm right Remus, and that's what's depressing. You're letting him take over, and that's sickening. How many years have you had to perfect control?! Yet now it's all gone because I mention sending Teddy out into the muggle world so he can learn to survive." Harry stood during his rant, his eyes flashing a dangerous shade of green as he snarled out words.

"You're pathetic! To think I actually thought you wanted my help! That you wanted to add me to the family, you're the failure as an alpha! You're taking your own pride and feelings over what Theodore wants!" Harry's volume grew as Remus seemed to shrink back, realizing his mistake far too late. The objects in the room started to shake in his rage, "You can't coddle him forever you idiot! If you keep him too close he'll get sick of you. He wants to learn! He wants to go out into the muggle world! He wants to have a few hours of freedom. He's almost six years old Remus! Muggles are in school by now, or at least day care! They're getting used to people; Teddy is horrified of talking to anyone but us and the house elves, but he's so damn hungry for friends. He wants people his age Remus. Not just us! We won't be good enough forever." He finally finished his rant flicking his wrist in an angry motion and turning to storm out of the room. "Talk to me when you're done being an idiot Remus, it's unbecoming of you. I don't want to kill the only family I have left." With that he stalked out of the room, slamming the door behind him before doing the same to the front door.

The breath taking seen of snow started to cause the worst of his rage to vanish, but he didn't stop walking. Why couldn't Remus understand? It wasn't healthy for Teddy to be stuck in doors all the time, forced to speak only to the three house elves and his family. Harry hit the sidewalk at a fact walk; his face was practically radiating anger. He must have looked much like a killer angel, his long hair balled atop his head, power and fierceness seemed to radiate from him, telling people to stay away, while the beautiful white flakes landed softly in his dark hair. The snowflakes looking all the more graceful as they carefully landing in his eyelashes, touching the silver scar that took over a large part of the side of his face.

His body moved into the heart of the city with a powerful grace, looking much like a scarred panther on the hunt. He wasn't looking for anything, even though he was starting to feel the bitter wind of winter hitting his face. He was pleased that he at least had enough smarts not to take off his thick wool pea coat, though the fabric that clung to his legs was less than desired. He was angry, yet oddly at peace with the city at twilight. It was nothing like Scotland, nothing like Surrey, it was loud and busy. It was beautiful and muggles were everywhere. It was one of the best things ever.

He hadn't realized he had stopped to look around him until he heard a low, male voice just behind him. A male voice that he would come to know, and maybe, one day even come to love. Though at this moment, a voice he hadn't heard in his life.

"First time in New York, Handsome?"

TBC

Author's note:I leave you with this cliff hanger on this beautiful Christmas Eve (perhaps Christmas day where you are, maybe it's even Boxing Day by now. Doubt it, but not everyone reads as soon as it updates) I know you'll hate me for this, but I wanted to end it there to make the next chapter more beautiful. Hope it's good for you, I don't really like making Harry and Remus fight, but I mean, it can't all be flowers and baby love right? Plus I needed a dramatic way to get Harry to leave Lilly's Garden! Anyway, I hope you like it! Merry Christmas, happy New Year. I'll be posting another chapter when I get a chance! By dearies! Love you all! – CJG