Title: Emerald-Eyed
Author: InsertPotterThemedUsernameHere
Beta: MakeAJoyfulNoise
Summary: Tony apparently has a son named Harry, who is an angsty teenager. How will he learn to be a father and how will Harry learn to be a son? Het, Slash, Teenage Angst.
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, I don't own it. I make no money, so don't sue me. Please and thank you.
Warning: Slash, Harry is Tony's son, angst, infidelity (past), EWE, some Weasley/Granger-bashing, Fred is alive, Draco was not a Death Eater and is friends with Harry
Timeline: After Battle of Hogwarts and The Avengers – changed HP timeline so Harry was born in 1994 and BoH happened in 2012
Rating: T – though may change
Pairing: Tony/Pepper, Harry/Steve (future), Tony/Lily (past)
Note: Thanks again for all the support! I am glad mostly everyone is fine with the pairing I decided on. Again, Harry/Steve won't happen for some time. I have a lot planned for Harry and Tony, before Harry even thinks of dating.
As for updates, at the moment, I plan to update every other day. This way I make sure that I have time to write each new chapter and each should be longer than the first, pitiful 600 word chapter ;)
Anyway, here is the chapter that will answer a lot of your questions: excerpts from Lily's journal. (By the way, the silliness of Lily keeping a journal will be brought up in a later chapter). For the record, if there is an "..." that means that parts of the journal is being skipped. Please enjoy!
Chapter Three
Harry began to leaf through his mother's journal.
20 July 1993
Dear Journal,
Today is my one-year wedding anniversary, and I wish we could enjoy it more. We had planned to hole ourselves away in Godric's Hollow, but Dumbledore called an emergency meeting. The Prewitt twins were killed last night, and apparently Molly was inconsolable. It didn't help that Sirius tried to cheer her up by saying that at least they died like heroes. Who ever made the decision to have that man be the bearer of bad news was not thinking straight.
Anyway, Dumbledore called the meeting to honour Fabian and Gideon and to plan the next move. James was heartbroken. The three got on like a house on fire, and he always said that he thought of them as un-official Marauders.
After the meeting, James and I tried to be romantic, but we're exhausted – emotionally and physically. We're going to bed early...
He skipped some pages.
1 August 1993
Dear Journal,
Work has been grueling lately. With the war on, the higher-ups are on us to create newer and newer charms – they don't get that it takes time! We are not machines just coming out with new spells willy nilly! I understand the war is on – more than many – but I can only do my best, but that never seems enough.
James doesn't get why I am so upset, basically saying that I shouldn't be complaining all the time and that I never seem up for anything 'fun.' When I try to explain to him how complex the process is and how exhausted I am, he doesn't get it! He's been out on his auror duties all day catching dark wizards and since all I do is sit around a desk, I should be the one putting in more an effort in the home. It's times like these I remember why he was labeled an arrogant toerag in my previous journals. He just makes me so mad!...
He began to feel sick, and he flipped forward more pages.
30 August 1993
Dear Journal,
James has been a dear this week after I broke down a week ago. We've been trying to communicate better, so he understands what I'm feeling and I understand what he's thinking before it leads me to breaking all the dinner plates again.
Even though we are trying to work on our marriage, I can't help but feel – I don't know, distant from James. We are barely intimate anymore. A year ago, we were so blissfully in love – where has it gone? It's so difficult to articulate! I love James, I know I do, but that feeling of overwhelming love has withered. I don't know what to do...
Harry knew that his parents' marriage must have hit a rough patch, but it was difficult to read. He skimmed the journal. His mother was so unhappy. He stopped flipping through pages when he began to read the first bit of excitement Lily had expressed in ages. Maybe there would be a clue here.
19 September 1993
Dear Journal,
Dumbledore wants me to go on a mission for the Order! In a month's time, I will be going into the muggle world to research different technology and weapons that we could potentially use for our side. James was furious – we already avoided Voldemort once now, and he doesn't want me in danger – but Dumbledore was more than right that I was the only one in the Order with expertise in charms to see which weapons we would be able to charm and convert to magical weaponry – and it's the muggle world! I will probably be safer going to the Stark London Expo than going into the Ministry like I do every day for work.
I didn't tell him, but I think it will be nice to have a little time away and be by myself. A little fresh air will do me good...
A month's time – that would line up with his... conception, Harry thought distastefully. Was that where she met him?
Harry skipped forward until he found the entry he was looking for.
24 October 1993
Dear Journal,
Tomorrow's the big day! All the research I have been doing on Stark Enterprises the past month will be worth it – the Stark London Expo! There looks to be a lot of promising technology, but I won't know until I actually handle them. Dumbledore did a great job with my cover story as a RAF consultant – I know I wouldn't have been let anywhere near the items had I come in as an ordinary civilian...
Another reason why I am glad to being going is James – he has been so annoying lately, trying to treat me as if I can't handle my own. He can be so infuriating! I plan to have the time of my life at this Expo, just you wait...
Harry snorted and scowled. Yeah, the time of your life, cheating on my fath- on James. He skipped to the next entry.
25 October 1993
Dear Journal,
I had such a wonderful time today. I found some tech and weaponry that I think we can adapt into magic! But, that is not the best part!
Tony Stark himself took an interest in me! I told him I was married, but he just carried on with his flirting. Normally I would have been turned off by that, but he was so charming – and intelligent, though I hate to admit I was surprised. In my research, I found he had such a reputation that I wasn't sure if it was true that he was the brain behind much of the technology. We discussed physics and the uses of potential energies within the tech – and, well, I had such a wonderful time. I can't remember the last time I laughed or smiled...
Harry quickly flipped to the next entry. Bile rose in his throat: he knew what was coming.
26 October 1993
Dear Journal,
I can't believe what I did – I slept with him. Tony Stark – a man that is not my husband. I feel so guilty!
Tony was so charming, kept calling me his 'Emerald-Eyed Lily' – that he had never seen any woman with such beautiful, startling green eyes. It was so romantic. I felt seventeen again, with James wooing me. I just wanted to hold onto that feeling.
I had a couple of drinks, but that was no excuse, I knew what I was doing. I kissed him, and he brought me up to his penthouse suite. I knew that I would regret it, but I felt if I didn't have that moment I would regret it even more...
It was official: his mother committed adultery with Tony Stark. Tony Stark was his father.
Although he knew it had been coming, it was still a blow to him. He began to flip through the rest of the entries haphazardly, stopping at ones that seemed important.
13 November 1993
Dear Journal,
James knows something is wrong. I don't know what I'm going to do, if I can keep it a secret much longer. The guilt is killing me...
...
15 November 1993
Dear Journal,
I should have started my period yesterday, but even today it hasn't come. What if it's not stress – what if I'm pregnant? Oh Merlin...
...
16 November 1993
Dear Journal,
I had to be sure – I went to the mediwitch today, and she confirmed what I feared. I'm pregnant. She was so happy for me, but all I feel is sick. It's my baby, I can't give it up. I have to tell him. Tonight. Best get it over with. Merlin, I will be a pregnant, 20 year-old divorcée, I just know it. How could James keep me after this...
...
17 November 1993
Dear Journal,
As expected, James went ballistic tonight. He's gone to stay with Sirius. All I can do is cry into his pillow...
...
18 November 1993
Dear Journal,
I woke up alone. I didn't hear from James all day, not that I expected to. Tomorrow I plan to go into work as usual. I have no more tears to cry, and if I am going to be miserable I might as well do so while being paid.
Love, Lily
21 November 1993
Dear Journal,
After work three days ago, I went to Diagon Alley to sort out my accounts with Gringotts. If James was going to leave me, I thought I might as well make sure I put all the money I made into a separate account, just in case he decided to be vindictive.
Before I reached the bank, Death Eaters arrived. I barely remember it, but apparently I fought well and managed to evade Voldemort again. I got hit with a curse and lost consciousness.
I woke up today in St. Mungos with James at my side. I was so surprised. I could tell he had been crying.
He said I almost miscarried, and the way the curse had worked, I would have died along with the baby. He didn't know if I was going to wake up. He said he had so much time to think while I was unconscious, and that he couldn't imagine living without me by his side. He wanted to give us another shot.
I was so choked up, I could barely respond. I kissed him, and had him lay next to me. I was so afraid – I had just gotten him back, by some miracle, he wanted me back! – but I had to ask about the baby.
He was silent for a long time, and then put his hand on my stomach. He said he honestly wasn't sure how he would feel about the baby when it came, but he would try. For me, he would try.
How could I have ever doubted our love?...
...
25 December 1993
Merry Christmas Journal!
Today was such a wonderful day. We celebrated with the Marauders, and you know that Sirius always puts on a show...
Later James and I celebrated in private. He gave me the most wonderful gift – even now I am so emotional, even with the hormones – I can barely write.
He is going to accept my baby – our baby – as his own. There is a way that he can blood-adopt the baby, so the child is recognized as a Potter by Magick. The child will be James' magical heir.
I can't believe how blessed I am...
No one will ever know of my mistake..
Harry closed the book, his vision blurred. As he wiped his eyes, all he could think of was his mother's words: mistake. He was a mistake.
AN: The angst! Anyway, there's your answer to how Tony and Lily met. I hope it was satisfactory. Don't forget to review! Also, I have a poll up on my profile page on what crossover you all would be interested in reading next. It probably won't be written for a while, but now that I have started this, I have so many plotbunnies multiplying in my brain! Need to know where the next focus should be. Anyway, love you all! See you on Monday!
AN2: Edit made to timeline (28/10/13) where the affair is in 1993, Harry is now born in 1994, so he will be turning 18 in 2012. Oy vey I hate math.