Harry Potter, with his untamable black hair and piercing green eyes, sat in a café at Kings Cross station bored. Bored with a capital B. Just three months ago, he completed the task that was given to him on the date of his birth. For six of the past seven years, Harry had been trained in secret by Albus Dumbledore for his final confrontation with the insane Tom Riddle and the training had paid off as Voldemort had been put down like the mad dog he was. However, that had left Harry in a land of nothingness. Harry had hidden his intellect and powers from his supposed best friends and they weren't receptive to the idea that Harry hadn't needed either of them since Halloween of the first year. Such a strong friendship had been wasted and it led to a fracturing of the relationship he had built with most of the Weasley family. They weren't enemies or anything, but only Bill and Fleur still talked to Harry regularly. They had known that Harry was more than he seemed and were fine with him hiding a few things since it led to the light side's victory.

Harry's career path was a bit muddled as well. After all, why would he have thought of what he would like a job in when he had to prepare to face the darkest wizard in the past millennium? Harry had told McGonagall that he was interested in being an auror, and he had been for a week. Policing a population that just topped over three thousand in Britain did not appeal to Harry, and there were no international agencies that he had found in the magical world.

The mundane world, Harry refused to call it the muggle world, held great interest to Harry, but he had just spent the past seven years in a magical school with no records of any kind to show for it. His only contact in the mundane world, a very pretty red head named Natasha who he had bumped into when he went to London for a week between school years, hadn't contacted him in a year. So, Harry Potter sat in a café bored and lost. But, this would not last long.

As Harry watched the hustle and bustle of the station a man in a well-made suit with balding brown hair and a woman with striking red hair that looked vaguely familiar to Harry, sat down in the empty seats next to him. "Mr. Potter?" The man asked.

"Yes," Harry replied warily, fingering his wand. Seven years of hard earned battle reflexes did not diminish in a day after all.

"Mr. Potter, I am Agent Coulson, and with me is Agent Natasha from SHIELD. We…"

"Natasha!" Harry interrupted Agent Coulson in surprise. "Is that you?"

"Hi Harry," Natasha grinned as she finally looked at him and he saw those striking green eyes that were just like his.

"It's good to see you again Nat," Harry grinned as he pulled her into a hug.

"It's good to see you too Harry and I promise we can catch up soon, but Agent Coulson has something he needs to ask you." Turning to Coulson, she waved for him to continue.

"Thank you Ms. Romanoff. As I was saying Mr. Potter, I work with SHIELD and we have a proposition for you. There are things that we cannot explain out in the open however, and would appreciate you coming with us."

Raising an eyebrow in question to the no nonsense agent, who did not respond, Harry turned towards Natasha. "Did they know that you knew me?"

"They know quite a bit Harry. You know a little about my past, or at least I hope you remember, and they gave me a place where I can use my abilities for good. It's worth listening to their proposition."

"If it is any kind of comfort Mr. Potter, SHIELD knows about the magical world. We know about the terrorism of the Death Eaters and Voldemort and your actions to end the terror and afterwards are what brought us here today."

Shrugging his shoulders, Harry got up from the table. "Sounds good to me, let's go." Laughing in his mind about the agent's surprised looks, Harry followed the two out of King's Cross and into a black van. "Seriously, you're an agency that uses black vans? What is wrong with the world if all the agencies use black as their paint jobs. This just screams government to anybody looking." With a bit more grumbling from Harry and a light chuckle form Natasha, the group of three was on their way to the secure location which harry had another comment about. "Oh come on, a secret bunker underground. What am I in, a secret spy movie? This is just getting ridiculous." Even Coulson cracked a smile.

They led Harry through the underground 'secret lair,' as Harry called it, and took him to a conference room that you could find in any hotel or large building. Once Harry had taken a seat, a video screen started up which revealed a black man with an eye patch. When the man on the screen spoke, Harry was instantly at attention. That voice of his was amazing, rating behind the likes of Sean Connery, Morgan Freeman, and James Earl Jones, of course, but it was still amazing.

"Harry James Potter," The man began, "I am the Director of Shield Nick Fury and it is good to finally place a current face to the descriptions on your profile. SHIELD has been watching you Mr. Potter ever since that Triwizard Tournament fiasco in your fourth year. Your scores were directly average in all of your classroom work and yet you won the tournament. Naturally, we were curious about the young man that scored perfectly average. A lesson to you Mr. Potter, if you show exceptional talent in one class, you cannot completely fail in another.

"SHIELD has known of the wizarding world since its inception just after World War 2. A few of the founding members were there when your mentor ended the war on the wizarding side. Occasionally we are able to recruit a wizard or witch into our ranks, but most of the time we have to rely on books and surveillance to find out anything about your world. We had just prepared a strike team to deal with Riddle when you soundly defeated him just two months ago. Since then, we have had the greatest opportunity to gather data on the hidden world as well as on you. SHIELD needs experienced magic users and if you had any other prospects, we wouldn't be having this conversation."

Thinking for a moment, Harry couldn't help but to agree with Fury's last statement. After all, wasn't he thinking the same things just an hour ago? This was the opportunity he had been waiting for, but he wasn't going to come just like that. "This is an international organization?" Harry queried.

"We started in America and all current allies have members in SHIELD, which means that missions will also take you all over the world," Coulson answered.

"So how long will my reeducation and training take? Also, have you already decided on my teammates?" At questioning looks from the two physical agents in the room and a slight smirk from Fury, Harry continued. "Oh please, just because I was in a world where common sense was sorely lacking, does not mean that I am also lacking in that department. I haven't had much contact with the outside world in the past seven years, so I will need to be caught up with current events and probably given a refresher course on all of the mundane courses I would need. Also, I am almost useless without my wand and I am completely useless in close combat, so it will be necessary to invest in those skills. Now for the team thing, Director Fury here does not look like the trusting sort, so of course he's going to stick me with a team until he can trust me. And since my skills in quite a few things are lacking, I'll be with that team for quite a while."

"I believe you and me are going to get along just find Potter," Fury spoke. "Your training will be an intensive four months starting the moment you arrive at our facilities. It's not a lot of time, but you will be required to spend a few days a month under one of our trainers. As far as the team goes, you are looking at your handler and one of your teammates right now. You two know each other already, which helps in the teamwork, and Natasha and Clint have quite a few skills to take you down if you go rogue."

"No worries there mate, as long as I don't have to do anything morally compromising that requires me delving into the dark arts I'll work with your organization. Where do I sign?"

Coulson withdrew the packet of papers that would give Harry his new life and all Harry gave them was a cursory glance before signing on the dotted line. "Welcome to SHIELD Agent Potter. I'm sure the agency will greatly benefit from your participation."

Obviously this is a Harry Potter/ Avengers Crossover which could be expanded to a full Marvel Universe. I want to do one of these, but it's just difficult to decide on what will happen in training and how Harry will interact with everyone. I don't know.