Two days. Harry slept for two days. Steve and Bucky slept in the infirmary. Bruce brought them food as Stark made wild accusations of what Harry was to Bucky and Steve. Bucky refused to speak and Steve snarled at anyone who tried to ask him anything.

Harry woke groaning spilling himself in the floor. Steve and Bucky ran to him and helped him up. Harry peered at them. "Fuck, I thought it was a dream."

Steve gripped his arms. "Harry, you just left."

"I couldn't say goodbye. I wouldn't be able to leave." Harry's voice broke. "It fucking killed me to leave. I wanted to give up everything. I wanted to stay. I…"

Steve nodded.

Harry looked around. "Where the hell are we?"

"Infirmary."

"Did I get cursed?"

"Cursed?" Steve asked.

"Why am I here?"

"You fainted." Bucky answered.

Harry made a squawk. "I didn't faint."

"You did."

Harry pouted. "How long was I out?"

"Two days."

Harry groaned and laid back in the floor. "I need a shower."

Steve smiled. "That, we can help you with. Stark already made you a room down from ours."

Harry smiled. "You both stayed together?"

Steve shook his head. Harry turned to Bucky then back to Steve. "What?"

Steve looked really uncomfortable. "When you left, Bucky left two days later. I became a super soldier and found Bucky then I ended up seeing a woman named Peggy."

Harry looked from him to Bucky. Bucky was standing not saying a word. "Were you okay with this?"

Bucky didn't speak.

"You just moved on." Steve moved to touch Harry. Harry flinched away. "Just like that?" Harry moved to stand. "I shouldn't have come here."

His heart was breaking. What the fuck had he been thinking? He deserved this. He moved to stand again and Steve tried to touch him to help him. He flinched away taking a step back. What the fuck was he thinking? He'd known this was a possibility that Steve had moved on. He was with both of them again but Steve had just moved on with Bucky still in his life. Harry took a step closer to Bucky.

"Can you show me my room Bucky?"

Bucky nodded and walked from the room with Harry following. They walked passed several people. Harry was on autopilot. Bucky didn't speak. Harry looked down to his medal arm. Bucky caught his eyes as they moved down his body.

"Long story?" Harry asked.

Bucky just grunted.

They moved to an elevator and down. Bucky walked out several doors down and Harry followed him into the room. Harry stood at the door not wanting to go in. Bucky turned around and looked at him. Their eyes met and Harry took a step back. "Maybe, I should go."

Bucky stood looking at him. He took a step to Harry. Harry took a step back. "Are you afraid of me?"

Harry shook his head.

"Stay." Bucky spoke quietly.

Harry felt his eyes water. Harry nodded and walked into the room and felt the tear fall down his face. He looked around and felt Bucky beside him. He flinched as Bucky's right finger wiped away the tear.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Bucky nodded and walked out of the room shutting the door. Harry collapsed sliding down the wall and thought what the hell was he doing. He pulled out his trunk and resized it and pulled out a change of clothes. He moved to the bathroom and stood looking at the wall like an insane person. He pulled out his phone.

He called Draco.

Draco answered after the third ring. "Two fucking days Potter."

"I kind of passed out when I got here."

Draco snarled. "You need to start taking better care of yourself."

Harry laughed and almost broke down. "You fuck anything that's pretty and I need to take better care of myself?"

Draco laughed. "Well, we all deal with our shit how we want."

They both sat in silence for several minutes. "Draco, they're both alive and here."

"Harry…"

"They've both changed but their still young."

There was silence for several minutes. "How the fuck is that possible?"

Harry slid down the wall. "I don't know but they didn't stay together after I left. Steve got with someone else and Bucky looks like he's been through hell."

"Harry, come home."

Harry let his head fall back and hit the wall. "How are my babies?"

Draco snorted. "Which fucking one? Right now they are with the psycho twins."

Harry snorted. "I told James I'd be home after my last case. I feel like shit because I left half out of my head."

"They still think you're working. I'm not telling them otherwise and your little princess has tried to almost drown me in tea. How many bloody tea parties are girls suppose to have during the day? If I see another fucking doily, I will Avada Kedavra myself."

Harry had to laugh. "Blame the twins. They bought her the tea set."

"Prats."

"I don't know what I'm going to do?"

"Are you going to tell them?"

"I don't know Draco. What would you do?"

"Come home."

"How many secrets can I keep? This could destroy everyone."

"Come home."

Harry sighed and looked at the shower. "I'm going to take a few hours. If I decide to come home, I'll call."

"Lupin went home but said he would drop in. Teddy is becoming more protective of James, you know what that probably means."

Harry groaned. "Well, it will be a long time for us to have to worry about it so I'm going to act like it's not happening."

Draco snorted. "Be careful."

Harry hung up the phone and showered. He dressed grabbing his old clothes and dropped them in the trunk then magically locked the door. He sat on the bed seriously debating on what he should do?

The knock startled him. He moved to the door. Stark was standing at the door with Natasha.

"Sorry, I fainted. Did you want me to leave?"

Stark smiled walking in the room taking in Harry's trunk and change of clothes Harry was so upset he didn't see Natasha or Stark studying him. "Do you like your room?"

"Yeah." Harry moved to the window. "The views are amazing."

Stark nodded. "We are about to eat we will show you the main floor."

Harry nodded and walked out the door. Stark talked the entire way to the elevator as Harry stood with Natasha glaring holes through him. He felt very uncomfortable. He fingered his phone in his pocket. Maybe Draco was right and he should just come home.

They walked out of the elevator to a large open room set up like a living room with a kitchen to the side. Everyone was sitting at the table all eyes went to him when he walked in the room. Harry moved taking the seat beside Bucky.

Stark moved the pizza boxes from the counter and shuffled around plates and silverware. Harry was still looking down at his plate. His hand was still latched over his phone he didn't know what the hell he was doing. He felt a hand take his left and looked up to Bucky. Bucky didn't make any other acknowledgement but it was enough to level him. He wanted to find out what happened even if he never told them about James and Lily. He wanted to tell his kids at some point about their fathers. He loved them.

Stark had walked away and was working at a terminal out of Harry's eye line. He had a drink in hand and began to cough staring at the screen. The rest of the Avengers turned to him. Harry pulled a slice of pizza in his plate and began to eat. He didn't want to let go of Bucky's hand.

Stark turned around looking at Harry and frowned. Natasha got up and walked to the computer. Harry didn't think anything about it. He ate in silence with the rest of the Avengers. Everyone stayed quiet.

"I've read what our files said on you. I want to introduce myself properly. My name is Harry Potter."

They all introduced themselves around the table Bruce, Stark, Clint, and Natasha. Thor was in New Mexico with Jane.

Natasha walked back to the table still studying Harry. "How did you meet Steve and Bucky?'

Harry laughed running his hand through his hair out of nervous habit. "I was born in 1981. I went to a very strange school when I turned eleven. There was an accident and I woke up in 1942. Steve found me. He drug me to his apartment. He sowed up my arm and I woke as he was having an asthma attack. I thought he was going to die on me but I was too exhausted to do little more than keep him alive. I woke up the next day and met Bucky, he was Steve's roommate."

Neither Steve or Bucky spoke.

"I stayed for almost a year then came back. That was the last I saw of them, Bucky was being shipped out and Steve was smaller. I've been back six years."

"Why did you leave?" Steve stammered out after a few minutes of silence.

"I didn't have a choice. I told you in the beginning I was leaving that I could only stay for eight months. I stayed for as long as I could. If I would have waited any longer, they would have come and got me and …"

"And what?" Steve said sarcastically.

Harry rounded on him. They all watched the change fascinated by it. They were staring at the Harry that Harry kept locked inside himself and only let out when he needed to fight. He was itching for one now.

"Why the fuck do you care?" He got up releasing Bucky's hand. "I find out you moved on. It was a fucking mistake me coming here after all this time. I thought, fuck I don't even know what the fuck I was thinking. You were fucking still here and you left for the war like you always wanted and you were with fucking Bucky and you moved the fuck on to some bitch named Peggy. You must have been so fucking heartbroken."

Steve stood up his chair falling behind him. "You leave in the middle of the night, no goodbye, just a fucking note. We were fucking devastated. We fucked each other raw until Bucky left but it wasn't the same you were the fucking glue that held us together. All we could see was you gone. Like that, our lives were upside down. The war, the serum everything was different and when I found Bucky again, it was a different time."

Harry laughed. They all felt the change in the air. Harry's magic was going to lash out at any second. "Fuck that! You still had each other and you're going to sit there and blame bigotry or society as to why you just gave the fuck up. I didn't have a choice to leave."

"I thought he was dead!"

Harry took a step back. The room began to calm and everyone began to breathe easier. "What?"

"We were on mission and he fell from a train. I couldn't get to him in time and he fell. I thought I lost you both."

Harry turned to look at Bucky who was looking straight ahead no emotion. "What?"

"Hydra found him. They had done experiments on him when he was captured. They turned him into a super soldier like me. When he fell, the fall didn't kill him like it would a normal human. They reconditioned him to be an assassin. I only found out about him months ago. He didn't have his memory or even knew who I was. He's only starting to get his memories back."

Harry looked around the room. "Bucky, go sit on the couch."

Bucky looked at him but stood and walked to the couch and sat. Harry didn't hesitate and sat in his lap looking at him. Everyone else in the room was gawking at them.

"Bucky, I want to see the damage. I don't want you to fight me. You have to keep eye contact with me and this is going to hurt. Baby, it's going to hurt really bad. Will you do this for me?"

Bucky stared at him.

"Was it real?" Harry asked Bucky.

Bucky nodded.

"Trust me to take care of you."

Bucky watched him. Harry leaned over putting their foreheads together. Merlin, he smelled the same. Harry breathed him in. "I've missed this." Harry spoke quietly.

Bucky nodded. Harry leaned back pushing the hair from his eyes swooping it around his ears. "I miss your smile. I still dream about it. I haven't seen you smile once since I've been here. You would walk into a room and you would make the room light up with your smile or your lewd jokes."

Bucky's mouth lifted just a fraction then he frowned. "I'm not that man anymore."

Harry moved his hands to Bucky's, taking a metal one and a flesh one. "You're mine and I'm not the same boy from the apartment years ago. War changes everything, but I still see you."

Bucky released his hands and moved them to Harry's face. "Are you real or am I imagining this?"

Harry closed his eyes. "I've been asking myself that since I saw Steve's name on a piece of paper."

"I trust you."

Harry opened his eyes and met Bucky's. Harry moved gripping his legs harder against Bucky's as he released his face. He leaned up gripping Bucky's shoulders. Bucky moved wrapping his hands around Harry's hips. Harry nodded to him letting their eyes contact and stay.

"This is going to hurt. You might see some of my memories. Try not to fight me or what you see. I know this sucks and you will want to. I'm trusting you too, not to hurt me."

Bucky nodded.

"Legilimens."

Harry tore into Bucky's mind with as little force as he could. He tried to coax his way in and felt Bucky trying to fight him. He waited letting his magic stroke softly against him and waited until Bucky understood it was Harry and relaxed. As soon as he was inside, Harry wished he hadn't done this.

He saw Steve finding Bucky and the drugs that were pumped into him before he gave up on ever being found. He saw Bucky's pain as Steve turned from him and became interested in Peggy. He saw Bucky fall his eyes still gripped on Steve until he hit the water. His arm was ripped off as the water pulled him under rocks, the current so strong it tore it from its socket. He saw him being found on the side of the river and being drug to an enemy camp before he began to be reconditioned. His mind was blown wide open and remade. Harry fought off the feelings and found some of his memories leaking through. He saw dementors coming at him in third year and racing to save Sirius as they lay across the lake dying. He saw his talk with death and fought back then. He wouldn't give anyone that memory. He came out and back into Bucky and felt Bucky's confusion for seeing Harry's memories with something that couldn't be real. He saw Bucky fighting Steve. Bucky's pain at fighting someone he loved ripped into Harry. Bucky didn't want to face it. They were ripped into another of Harry's memories. Harry saw himself looking at death. "I choose my children."

Harry jerked himself out of Bucky's head too quickly and felt darkness.

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Stark moved and was having a quiet conversation with Jarvis. Jarvis was speaking through Stark's earpiece. Steve moved to the doorway leading into the living room watching Bucky and Harry. Natasha, Bruce and Clint followed wanting to see the exchange.

As soon as Harry started Stark spoke.

"Jarvis, record readings and video all of this."

"Yes sir."

Steve was starting to shake. He didn't know what to think. He'd barely gotten Bucky to open up to him in the weeks he'd brought him here. Harry, always Harry, had been able to get Bucky to speak more than he had in months.

"You were with them both?" Natasha asked.

Steve looked at her then back to the men on the couch. "Yes."

"Why did you not stay with Bucky when Harry left?" Clint asked.

"I felt like half my heart was ripped out when Harry left. Everytime I was in the same room as Bucky, I wanted to scream. I tried to use Peggy as a distraction and be what society wanted from me. I didn't realize how stupid I had been until I lost him too. Harry was right, I was a coward."
Stark pulled up a monitor and showed everything that happened in Harry's room since he got here. They watched him pull out his trunk resize it and then make the phone call to Draco. Jarvis made sure the audio to Draco could be heard. Steve didn't know what he was more shocked over, what Harry could do or the fact he had kids. One of which was named James.

"Is he like Loki?" Clint asked his body already becoming stiff.

"He's human according to the scans and he has a normal DNA pattern." Stark spoke as he flew through screens. "I think we need to keep an eye on him while he's here. Are you sure this is your Harry Potter?"

Clint relaxed a small fraction but there was still a difference in his stance.

Steve looked at him. "He has all the same scars I can see. His hand says I will not tell lies, that was there in 42, and the one on his forehead is the same, the lightening bolt."

"I thought he was timid when he first came here, but when he spoke a second ago, I think we should be wary." Natasha spoke.

Bruce squeezed the bridge of his nose. "I know I should probably keep this to myself but I'm going to say it. When Harry got upset, you could feel the change in the air almost like a charge, the big guy was frightened."

They all turned to Bruce and the implication of that one statement. The big guy was afraid of nothing. They all turned back to Harry.

"Jarvis, I want to be notified if Harry does anything strange or something happens that could be considered abnormal. Don't let him know you are watching him or recording him."

"Yes sir." Jarvis sounded exasperated.

Harry and Bucky both groaned as Harry jerked back. Bucky moved wrapping his arms around Harry's back before he fell back into the coffee table. Bucky turned and looked at Steve. He was a sickly shade of green. He opened his mouth to speak then snapped it shut still overwhelmed by his own memories and the ones that were not his own.

"He's a wizard." Bucky stated.

"What?" Stark and Steve asked over each other.

Harry groaned again and jerked in Bucky's arms. Bucky turned to him and waited the few seconds for Harry to jerk back to consciousness. Harry looked at him fully understanding what happened to him.

"Bucky, I'm so sorry."

Bucky just stared at him, his color starting to come back. "Were those real? Was what I saw real?"

Harry bit his bottom lip. "You fought me when you came to some of your memories and knocked me out forcefully. You ripped into my mind until I could get control back. Bucky, I'm so sorry. I didn't want you to see any of that?"

"Is that why you left?"

Harry shook his head. "That happened… before."

Bucky's mouth thinned. "How old were you?"

Harry moved to get off him. Bucky jerked holding him in a grip he couldn't get out of without fighting him. "Thirteen."

Bucky's hands curled into him hard enough he knew he was going to be bruised. Harry felt the tears beginning to fill his eyes. "I'm sorry. I just need a little time. Please…" His voice broke. "Let me go."

Bucky looked at him then released his hands. Harry jerked off him running past everyone to the elevator and the sanctuary of his room. He ran into his bathroom locking the door and slid down the wall. He was shaking but he would not cry. He would not let his body win. He took even breaths until his eyes cleared and he could breathe again. He calmed and moved going to the bed. He just needed sleep. He curled onto his side and prayed to just sleep. He fell into a fitful sleep half an hour later.

They all watched the monitor as Harry ran downstairs. Steve was looking from the monitor to Bucky. When Harry hit the bed, Steve moved to Bucky.

"What do you mean he is a wizard?"

Bucky looked at him. "I saw some of his memories. He was surrounded with these monster things that looked like the grim reapers from fairy tales and there were so many of them. He used this stick and made them all leave. It was the scariest shit I have ever seen. He was on a train station that was all white and he was speaking to a man who asked him to choose and he chose his children. I think he was dead. I saw something else. It was a huge man telling him, 'you are a wizard, Harry' then another flash of a man falling through a mirror and a woman laughing in the background. The reaper memory was the one he was stuck in it was like he couldn't get out of it. I can't explain how awful it was."

"Should we call Fury?" Natasha asked.

"No, we don't even know what is going on." Steve spoke sitting down.

"What if he is a threat like Loki?" Clint breathed.

"He said he received papers on us. That's why he showed up here. Where did he receive information on us from?" Bruce asked.

Stark was already on the computer having Jarvis pull up records from England. Jarvis beeped and Harry's files were pulled. It showed children's pictures up to age eleven.

"He said his family didn't care for him when he was with us. These pictures show a kid who looks like they were abused. He doesn't even smile at the camera. He looks broken."

Everyone was following Steve's words.

"There are no other records for him after turning eleven." Jarvis spoke around them.

"It matches his story. If he thinks we aren't a threat, he will show his hand if he wants to harm us. If we bring in Shield now, we won't find out anything." Natasha finished.

Bucky was still sitting on the couch. His eyes were turned to the pictures of Harry. Memories were beginning to float back to him faster than normal. He was getting a headache but ignored it for the reassurances that he had a life before being the Winter soldier. His life was real, Harry was real. He was more than an assassin to be pulled out of ice. They all sat lost in their thoughts as they watched the raven sleep. They eventually spread around as the day continued knowing Jarvis would contact them if anything changed.

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Harry woke to the sound of a crack in his room.

"Sir."

"Yes, Jarvis."

"You told me to inform you if anything strange happens."

Stark perked up at this. "Yes."

"One adult and two children just appeared in Mr. Potter's room and the adult seems to be covered in glitter."

The silence was deafening. Tony almost ran to the screens followed by everyone else. "Show me."

Harry was looking at the chaos and didn't know whether to laugh or simply cry. "Draco, what the hell happened? I leave you and this is what happens. What the hell?"

"Oh… you think this is my fault? The twins picked them up yesterday. They said they needed to bond. I blame all of this on them!"

Harry stood a second longer to look at the damage. His beautiful children along with Draco, mostly Draco, were covered in head to toe glitter. He was trying so hard not to laugh. Draco was furious and would kill him. No doubt about it.

"Princess, can you explain to me what brought this about."

She sighed. Harry's heart lurched at how much she looked like her father. "You know how you've been reading me all the fairy tale stories and my favorite is Cinderella. Uncle Draco is my Godfather and I told him he was my fairy godfather just like in the story and I wanted him to let me have a unicorn because I would rather have a unicorn instead of a prince."

She smiled up at Harry like that explanation explained everything.

"So, you got upset because Draco didn't want to be your fairy godfather and you covered him with glitter?" Harry asked trying to decipher the logic.

She giggled. Draco huffed.

"No, Uncle Draco said he would be my fairy Godfather and even made himself wings and wore them for ten minutes." She began to whisper. "That is a secret, you can't tell anyone."

Draco swore beside her. Harry slapped his hand out hitting him and glitter flew around the room like a cloud. Draco glared at him to say anything. It was a miracle but Harry didn't even bat an eyelash.

"Draco was a very good godfather then so why is he covered in glitter?"

"Uncle Fred and George came and got us yesterday to take us to the shop. I told Uncle Fred how Draco was my godfather but he couldn't get me a unicorn because he didn't have that much power. He told me he would buy me a prince when I got older if I wanted one of those."

Harry slapped the shit out of Draco again. "Buy her a prince?"

Draco only shrugged.

"What did Fred and George say?"

"Uncle Fred said maybe Godfather Draco didn't have enough fairy powers to capture a unicorn so I shouldn't be upset with him."

Harry smiled. "Unicorns are meant to be in the wild."

She huffed sticking out her chin. "I'd rather have a unicorn instead of a prince."

Harry looked at her seriously. "I agree."

She smiled. "Uncle Fred told me Draco was to mean to capture a unicorn. He said there was no way you could look at Draco and see innocence sparkle from him."

Harry smirked. "Did he?" Harry already had out his phone. "What else did Uncle Fred say?"

"Uncle George came over then and said I should figure out a way to make Godfather Draco sparkle."

Harry was dialing Fred and George ready to hit send as soon as the explanation was done. "Did they help you do this to Draco?"

"No, they said I had to figure out a way myself. I thought of glitter. Uncle Fred took me to the muggle shops in London and let me pick out the glitter and bought me eight bottles of glue to put it on with. He told me it would be a surprise and to use it when Draco was asleep." She leaned over whispering again. "We all know how he is when he sleeps. The house could fall over and he wouldn't wake up."

"You waited until he went to sleep then covered him in glue then covered him in glitter so he would sparkle so he could catch you a unicorn?"

She smiled at him. "Now, he won't go to Hogwarts and catch me one."

Draco was glaring at Harry. Harry hit send on the phone. They answered almost instantly.

Harry, when are you coming home?

"Get here now."

Harry heard two wines coming through the phone. He hung up and the cracks filled the room instantly. They both looked over at Draco and their eyes turned to saucers. Neither did any other reaction so he thought he might make it through this conversation without dying.

"Draco, why don't you take the kids home and I'll punish them accordingly."

Draco grinned. "Will do."

Draco stopped then walked over to Harry and rubbed his body over him like a cat. Harry punched him throwing him off.

"Mom, will you go get me a unicorn now?"

"No."

Her shoulders deflated.

"You owe Draco an apology and you know better to listen to your Uncle Fred and George's ideas."

Her eyes teared up and she latched onto Draco. "I'm… sorry."

Draco picked her up rubbing his glittered skin all over her. "Forgiven. Now, let's go clean up. Come on brats."

Draco picked up James and he leaned back making kissing noises at Harry. Harry grinned and gave all three of them pecks then listened to the cracks as they left. He turned to Fred and George as soon as Draco left the room and they all broke into peels of laughter.

All three of them bent over hands around their waists as they laughed trying not to fall over. Harry finally stopped and looked down to his body at the glitter he was now covered in. George feeling guilty cast a cleaning charm over the room and him to get rid of it.

"Tell me you got pictures." George spoke.

Harry whipped out his phone. "Are you kidding? I'm going to send everyone Christmas cards with them on it."

"I really thought you were going to rip us a new one." Fred snickered.

"Son of a Marauder, be pretty crazy of me."

They both sighed. "When are you coming back?"

Harry looked shaken then.

"Harry, what is wrong? You literally drop everything and race here like Voldemort has returned. You haven't left the kids more than a couple days at a time in five years, unless it's for work. Yet, you leave Draco and us to watch them, even though you know we don't mind. We've been telling you to take a vacation since you killed Voldemort." George began. "You told Kingsley to go fuck himself and quit your job after they gave you the head Auror position. Which, we just found out about because of the damn newspaper. You'd finally got the position everyone thought you wanted and now you are just quitting. You are also screwing Daphne Greengrass and your little stunt with Draco the other night, he went to the papers. They now have you linked to Draco and are claiming Lily is Draco's and a secret Malfoy. Why are you here a world away?"

Harry looked to Fred. "You didn't tell him."

Fred shook his head. George looked furious.

"They're alive. Steve and Bucky are alive."

Two identical jaw drops stared at him.

"How is that possible? Both?"

"I have no fucking clue. I found out when I was with Kingsley. I haven't had time to look over anything. When the invasion happened I was knee deep in that stupid assignment and was killing death eaters while Earth was under siege. By the time I got out, I only knew it happened and we won and I thought it was a joke. I have been trying to get the security at Azkaban updated. Let me tell you, Dementors and technology, fucking fun. I haven't seen a brief outside that shit for six months."

Harry huffed collapsing on the bed. Fred and George followed curling up with him.

"I was arguing with Kingsley I hadn't slept in days. Then I saw Steve's name in the files and came straight here. I went home kicked whoever the hell was out of Draco's bed and told him he was on babysitting duty and apparated here."

"The fuck?" George spoke.

"I found Bucky here too but he is different."

"Harry, do they know?"

"That I came home pregnant, no. How the hell could they? I didn't even know wizards could get pregnant. You remember my reaction when I found out. It took Draco a week to get me to speak after I found out. Snape thought I was broken. Draco only pulled me out of my insanity by getting in my face and calling me a slag. I broke his nose but still, fucker."

They both snickered.

"Well, to be fair, you did get knocked up by two different guys at the same time. You really are a whore Harry."

Harry reached over and twisted Fred's nipple. He screamed then relaxed when Harry fell back on the bed.

"I am so fucked. I don't know what to do. Should I just go home and not tell them or should I? I mean it's not like they will suspect I was knocked up because I was completely in love with the fuckers and was double penetrated in 1943 the day before I left for home."

Fred snickered. "Slut."

Harry slapped him. "I've only slept with two people what are you up to now?"

Fred and George both looked offended. "Why Harry, we don't kiss and tell."

Harry snorted.

"Speaking of, we brought you some more products to try."

Harry snorted. "Hell no. I may be your damn partner at the shop but I'm not eating, licking, or fucking whatever the hell you brought over."

Fred pouted but pulled out a package and resized it. George grabbed the package and put it on Harry's lap.

"I'm not looking at it."

George pouted and pushed at the box. "We've improved it. It does so much now and we even brought you a huge supply of your favorite lube, apple apricot."

"How do you know it's my favorite?" Harry laughed.

"It's what you always buy when Lee is in the shop. He tells us everything."

"Fucking traitor."

"Here, seriously, try this one."

George opened the box and pulled out a bottle. Before Harry could move away a finger was shoved in his mouth covered with lube.

"What the fuck is this?" He spoke around George's finger.

"Pomegranate." They spoke in unison.

Harry pushed the finger away and slid his tongue over his mouth. "I think I have a new favorite. Why are you guys concentrating on the adult side of the store so much? Are you tired of the joke stuff?"

George laughed. "No, we love the joke stuff more but the adult stuff we can barely keep on the shelves. Everything we make is owl ordered out so we can barely keep up with the orders if it wasn't for Draco helping us brew half this stuff on the weekends, we would have to hire more people and risk letting our secrets out."

Harry snorted. "You could have asked me to help. I've got better at brewing."

"Don't you have enough shit on your plate?"

Harry didn't say anything. "Tell me you brought me chocolate, at least."

George dug through the box and pulled out a chocolate frog. He pulled it out of the box and caught it half jump then ate a bite and passed it around. "I miss you guys. We have all been working too much."

"We better head back and looked chastised to Draco." George finally spoke.

Harry spoke quietly. "You should tell him how you feel."

They both froze.

"He fucks anything that walks because he doesn't think anyone loves him or ever will. I love him I have since he chose me over his father but I'm not in love with him. I see how you both look at him. You need to tell him before he finds someone less worthy then you both and you loose him or he looses himself to someone none of us recognize."

They both wrapped their arms around Harry and he froze. "We love you too, Harry."

"I know."

They both left with two cracks. Harry picked up the box and walked it over to the other side of the room and shoved it in a drawer. He let his shoulders hunch and moved to the glass window and looked outside to the city. He felt the tears roll down his face but he refused to really cry. He couldn't stop his body but he wouldn't indulge it either. He refused to break down.

His phone rang in his hand. He answered it without looking.

He put it on speaker phone hating it shoved into his face.

"Potter."

"Kingsley."

"I want you home."

"I want you to fuck off. I guess neither one of us are going to get what we want."

"I refuse to accept your resignation. I want you home."

Harry sighed. "I barely see my kids, I'm tired of you parading me to the prime minister or around for your political game, I'm tired of the parties and the press. I don't want to be famous or for everyone to make decisions on my life. I never wanted any of this Kingsley and the damn ministry owes me."

"Harry, we've talked about this."

"I gave up my childhood, I was abused in that house you sent me too. I have been fighting since I was eleven and I did what the prophecy said. I saved everyone from Voldemort. I killed the Dark Lord. I want a life. You owe me my fucking freedom. I haven't been free since I was a year and half old and vanquished the dark lord the first time. I'm doing what I want for a fucking change. I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of killing. I will fight you this time Kingsley. I want to see them again only if it's for a few days and I will only get these memories. I will fight you and anyone else. When I go back, I'm going to stay with my kids. I have enough money I don't have to work. I'm taking my kids out of England and I'm not coming back."

"Please reconsider."

"You haven't thought about me once. I still have scars from your ministry. I will not tell lies Kingsley. Everytime I look at my hand, I see what I was made to do, that I was a sacrifice. I left my kids with Draco and walked out and let Voldemort kill me. If I wasn't the master of the Hallows, I would be dead now. Death let me come back to my kids and I'm not going to let you push me around. I am the master of Death and if you don't back off what Loki did to New York is going to look like a trip to get ice-cream if you don't fuck off."

"If you ever change your mind, come back."

"I won't."

Harry heard Kingsley sigh. "You know I wasn't part of that ministry and what was done to you."

Harry sat silent. "I know, but can you blame me for hating that world?"

"No. Dumbledore made too many mistakes with you and should have made sure you were safe instead of trying to shape you into a shield for everyone to stand behind. You were a child not a pawn. No one understood what was going on and let it happen. I take the blame with that too. We should have asked more questions not blindly followed one man, no matter how great we thought he was. He was wrong Harry, we were wrong."

Harry leaned into the glass. "I just want what everyone does Kingsley. I want my kids to be loved, I want my family safe. I want to be able to walk down the street and not have to worry about my kids being kidnapped or someone trying to hit me with a killing curse. I want to be loved and have a family. I want to be normal."

Kingsley laughed. "Harry, you are too extraordinary to be normal. Your heart is bigger than anyone I've ever met. You would die for a stranger and stand up for anyone or anything. Everyone you meet can't help but love you because who you are. In the short time you've been with the ministry, you've changed more creature laws than anyone has in the last three hundred years. Werewolves can be part of society. Your godson will never be subjugated by the laws his father was objected too. You have changed more than even you realize because, Harry you refuse to bow down and let anyone tell you what is right and wrong."

"I'm not coming back."

"We live so long Harry, I'll wait."

Harry huffed and hung up the phone.

Harry opened his phone pulled out the battery and put it back down on the table. If Draco or the twins needed him, they would apparate. He didn't think he could see anyone else the rest of the day. He moved to the bed and collapsed pulling himself into a ball and let the tears fall as he looked out over the lights to the city.

The room upstairs was another matter. Everyone was staring at the screens too shocked to speak. The only one sitting without their mouth hanging open was Natasha.

Stark finally broke the silence. "I want to know what is in the box."

Bruce groaned. "Out that entire thing, you want to know about the box?"

Stark just shook his head and watched Harry and the tear that fell soaking the pillow under him until he closed his eyes and drifted asleep. "Jarvis monitor him."

"Yes sir."

No one was looking at Steve or Bucky. No one could pull their eyes from the screen.

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Harry woke as hands pulled at his pajama pants. He kicked out knowing it was Draco.

"Fuck off." He tried to roll over and was thrown back on his back again.

"No, you fucking owe me."

Harry sat up glaring.

Upstairs Jarvis was informing everyone of the new arrival.

"No, I don't."

Draco stopped gave his best Malfoy glare and threw Harry's pajama's behind his head. "You kicked Nathaniel out of my bed while he was inside me, I'd been trying to get into his pants for days. I barely ever have to try that hard. Earlier, I had to clean glitter off everything in the house, I haven't done anything fun in months."

Harry leveled him a look.

"One night stands don't count."

Harry snorted.

"I feel like I have parent cooties. I feel like I might buy a minivan. I feel like I might start redecorating and start picking tan colors. I'm drowning in daddy feels. Fuck, Potter, come on…"

Harry snarled. "Fine, I don't need this shit right now."

Draco perked up.

"I'm only doing this because of the fucking glitter and what the fuck am I suppose to do we are in the middle of Avenger Tower?"

Draco rolled his eyes. "Sneak out, they won't even know you are gone."

"Why is it when you get like this, you sneak in my room and I wake up as you are dressing me?"

"Like I trust you enough to dress yourself."

Harry fumed.

Draco threw him some clothes and waited pointing to the bathroom. Harry huffed and took the clothes and stormed to the bathroom. He took a ten minute shower more to wake up than anything. He dressed and stumbled out of the room to Draco giving him a once over and shoving him back into the bathroom. Harry threw up charms that would not let anyone hear inside the room. He sat on the sink as Draco did something to his hair and eyes. When Draco hummed letting him know he was finished, Harry looked in the mirror and frowned.

"I look like a fucking twink."

Draco laughed. "Harry, you are a twink."

Harry snarled and slipped on a pair of vans. "I am not."

Draco looked down to him. Draco was still growing. He was at least six two now and built lean but mostly muscle. Harry was still sadly around five six barely and thin. Draco gave him a smirk and strode over giving Harry another once over. He'd put him in black skinny jeans and a shirt that was so tight and thin it was ridicules. Draco was wearing boot cut jeans and a black shirt that was just as tight. Harry thought Draco looked gorgeous while he was out of place.

"I'd do you. Now come on."

"Draco, you'd do anyone."

"Only if they are pretty. You ready to sneak out of the house?"

"I hate you."

"Oh, I forgot. Finnigan sent this over while you were having your girly fainting spell."

Harry looked down to the bottle Draco pulled out and resized. Seamus had used his insane talents to open his own brewing company. Most of the stuff that came out of there should probably be classified as hazardous. It knocked you on your ass and was like fire in your veins.

"Hell no."

Draco cracked the lid and handed the bottle over. Harry studied it and sighed then turned the bottle up. Maybe it would get him through the night.

Harry immediately regretted doing that. "Holy Merlin, what the fuck is that?"

"Absinthe and some of his more potent fire whiskey."

Harry stood and swayed. "Yeah, I'm already feeling it." Harry stopped then pointed at Draco as he took the bottle and turned it up.

"Ground rules." Draco rolled his eyes. "No sex, you are going to be my shield."

"Fine, but we aren't going to a wizard's club. I want to try out one of the muggle clubs here in New York."

Harry nodded as Draco grabbed him by the belt loop and pulled them into a hug and with a crack they were gone.

Stark was already running clubs in the area and security footage with Natasha as they disappear. "Got him. They just appeared at the new club Downtown, Indulgence. Who's ready to go clubbing?"

Everyone moved scrambling out of the room to get ready.

Harry hit the wall as Draco spun them in the alley. "What the hell Draco?"

"Potter, calm down, I'm excited."

Harry snorted and followed Draco around to the front of the club. Harry walked behind him ignoring the stares as they walked to the front of the line. Draco confused the bouncer and they walked in.

"I should arrest you for pulling this shit."

"Good thing you quit then, no conscious to rat me out."

Harry ignored him and took in the club. It was already packed. People moving on the floor bodies twisting against each other as people moved drinks in hand.

"Thank Merlin, people drinking age."

"Draco." Harry could hear the exasperation in his voice. "You know you love our kids. I don't know why you act like you can't handle it."

Draco laughed, really laughed. It pushed away the mood Harry had been in.

"I know. I just want to escape sometimes."

Harry turned walking to the bar and grabbed them drinks. When he walked back to Draco he hugged him pushing the drink in his hands. "You know I would be nothing without you. I couldn't have done anything without you."

Harry watched him blush. "I know and I love our family too."

Harry grinned mischievously. They didn't see the Avengers slide into the crowd steps behind them studying them. They were still wrapped in each other, to everyone but them it looked intimate, lovers. To them it was just who they were.

"Let's dance." Harry threw back his drink.

He leaned closer and pushed Draco's drink to his lips. Draco grinned as he finished off his own and they sat down their cups.

"I miss us doing this."

Harry laughed slotting his body close to Draco's. "Shield remember?"

"I got you."

They weaved their way to the middle of the floor and lost theirselves to the music. It had been at least six months since he'd gone out with Draco. He hadn't had this much fun since. Draco was plastered to his back as Harry moved to the music in front of him. Several people approached them and Draco moved Harry out of the way giving them his patented fuck off glare. He looked like a possessive boyfriend. Harry just laughed and pushed himself back against him and lost himself.

Draco moved away at one point to hit up the restroom. Harry found strong arms drape around him and a semi shoved into his back. He moved lightening quick and broke asshole's finger and flipped him on the floor as Draco made it back to him. The man in question was still rolling around trying to get up when Draco burst into laughter.

"I saw all of that Potter. You never change."

Harry just laughed at him. "He shoved his dick in my back and I knew it wasn't you."

They burst into drunk giggles as Harry swirled back into Draco. "Fuck, I've missed you going out with me."

Harry grounded his ass back into him and laughed. Draco's arms wrapped around his stomach pulling him back and they both relaxed.

Steve and Bucky stood with Stark at the balcony looking down at them.

"They have to be fucking." Stark's comment was met by one growl from Bucky and a hiss from Steve. "I mean look at them. They look like they should be in a lube commercial."

Bruce moved over to them hearing Stark. "They didn't sound that way when they spoke on the phone or from the way Harry spoke to him, I don't think so."

They all watched as Draco said something to Harry and moved away minutes later another man slid up behind him. Bucky tensed grabbing the balcony. Before they could move, Harry had flipped the man over his shoulder. Draco was running back to them and then they were plastered back together laughing.

"Holy shit. I think he could give Natasha a run for her money." Stark snickered.

Natasha popped up behind them. "Maybe, I wouldn't mind sparing with him."

Stark jumped. "A bell, we have to get you a fucking bell. Does anyone else but me think she needs a fucking bell?"

Clint moved over to them. "If you could get her to wear a bell, I would do anything you asked."

Stark grinned like a maniac. It said, challenge accepted. Clint rolled his eyes looking down to the floor below. "If I was gay, that would be one sexy sandwich to squeeze into."

Steve snarled this time.

Clint and Natasha smirked at each other. Harry had moved sliding farther back into Draco and moved one of his arms behind him gripping Draco's hair pulling him closer.

"See, lube commercial."

The stress from earlier was almost gone. Harry felt more like himself than he had in months. Draco was laughing in his ear because he felt Harry start to really relax. He'd done this for Harry as much as he had himself. He knew how close to the tipping point Harry was. Harry leaned back slamming his ass into Draco because even though they would never be anything more that what they already were, sometimes it was nice to just be a dick. Draco hissed behind him. Harry snickered.

"Fuck." Draco cursed.

Harry threw his arm back and gripped his hair knowing it would piss off and drive Draco crazy. Draco snarled in his ear as his erection began to assert itself in Harry's back.

"Don't start shit you won't finish Potter."

Harry just pulled harder and pushed back farther. Draco hissed again jerking Harry closer to him. Harry smirked and looked up to see a gorgeous fucking guy staring at them. Harry smiled at him. Guy took a step to him. Draco went to move him but Harry stood his ground so Draco let this play out. Harry knew he would always follow his lead. Harry moved back against Draco all for the benefit of the man in front of him. He took another few steps towards them. Harry smirked and looked up to Draco who was grinning.

Harry grabbed the man's shirt and jerked him forward. He immediately plastered himself to Harry and wrapped his arms back sliding them through Draco. He moved in his lips coming to kiss him. Harry moved and slotted Draco to him. The man didn't even flinch and he knew Draco wouldn't either. Draco moved ignoring Harry between them and began working the man's mouth. Harry grinned and rolled his eyes. Draco pushed against Harry trying to get closer. Harry snickered watching them, he wasn't dead. It was sexy as fuck. He slid out between them and around to Draco's back and plastered himself against him as Draco stopped long enough to see what Harry was doing then went right back to nameless guy.

Harry let Draco go. He and sexy guy were rutting up against each other and moaning as Harry kept dancing.

"I don't even know what to say to that." Stark commented.

"Smooth." Bruce commented but he was trying not to laugh.

"There is the sandwich I was talking about." Clint commented.

"I think I need a cold shower."

Steve was vibrating against the railing. Natasha was wondering how he hadn't snapped it yet. She couldn't help but smirk. Bucky wasn't fairing much better. He looked like he wanted to jump down and do something like an hour ago. Clint turned to her and she was doing everything to not snicker. Clint was laughing but keeping it silent and not helping.

Harry pulled at Draco's belt loop. Draco moved pushing nameless guy away without a backwards glance. Dude was shaken but took the hint and left. Draco wrapped himself around Harry.

"I'm ready."

Draco nodded and they walked out of the club still plastered together. They walked back to the alley and apparated back to the tower.

Stark snickered. "Bet that guy has whiplash."

They all watched them leave and thirty seconds later Stark was getting a text from Jarvis saying Harry was back in the tower.

"Harry's in his room."

They all nodded and left the club.

They both fell back on the bed. Harry was already stripping back down to his boxers throwing the clothes Draco brought him in the floor. Draco hadn't moved and was lying on the bed. Harry pushed him over enough to crawl under the covers.

"You staying?"

Draco shrugged chucking his clothes. He pulled out the bottle and resized it then handed it to Harry. Harry rolled his eyes and took a drink then laid back down. Draco followed suit then slid under the covers with him.

"I have papers for you to sign when you get home."

Harry just groaned. "I hate paperwork."

Draco just laughed. "Then, it's a good thing I deal with most of it."

Harry rolled his eyes and turned to him. "Is everything okay?"

Draco followed him twisting his feet with Harry's like they'd done for years when they ended up in the same bed. "Yeah, everyone is making money. Fred and George's shop is a dream and Seamus has pulled a profit along with Longbottom and his fucked up plants so everything is okay."

"Have you heard from them? I've gotten mail but nothing more."

"Same."

"You leaving in the morning?"

Draco rolled his eyes. "Yeah, Fred and George are watching the kids as payment for the glitter."

"Will you be my fairy Godfather?"

Draco rolled over on his stomach and a pair of white wings appeared. "You got a fairy kink Potter?"

Harry laughed.

"You're fucking cow has been pouting."

Harry frowned. "I didn't see her when I went home."

"She was out eating stray cats or whatever the fuck she does when she's pissed off you aren't home."

"She would like you more if you didn't threaten to make her shoes every time you saw her."

Draco made the wings disappear and rolled back over linking his feet with Harry's again. "I hate her. She put a gnome in my bed a few days ago."

Harry snorted. They smiled at each other and fell asleep.