Steve woke early and dressed to run. He walked into the hallway and froze. Bucky stood motionless at Harry's door. Steve moved slowly to see what had caught Bucky's attention. Steve was just as fascinated by the scene.

Harry was asleep with James and the snake. Harry had kicked the covers off sometime during the night and was asleep on his stomach with James curled around the snake as if it was a stuffed animal. Bucky was watching them like a man in the desert and they were water. Steve moved leaning into him.

"Bucky, talk to me."

Bucky didn't speak but he didn't move away. Steve took another step and wrapped his arm around his waist. "I miss you."

"I'm broken."

Steve moved standing behind Bucky and pulled him back to his chest. "They are beautiful."

"They deserve better."

Steve leaned down kissing Bucky's neck. "I loved you since we were kids, I loved you when I fell for him, and I love you now."

Bucky tried to pull away Steve pulled him back to him. "We get a second chance. We need to take it. We need to tell him how we feel."

Bucky moved away. Steve watched him leave and turned back to Harry. He took one last look then pulled the door closed and went to run.

Harry woke with his head killing him. James feet were shoved into his back. He felt the bruises from James toes creeping up his spine. He stretched and fell out of bed with a thump. James jerked up knocking Bella from the bed onto Harry.

"Did we sleep in?"

Harry whimpered.

James laughed and jumped on the bed. "Mom, can we go around the city? I want to see the shops. Can we go to Gringotts?"

Harry groaned again. "No."

"Come on mom, please."

"Go take a bath."

James leaned over the bed and kissed Harry's cheek before running to the bathroom. He picked up his phone and called Fred and George. Fred answered the phone.

Harry!

"Lily said you were taking her to the shop today."

Yeah, she's in the back with George.

"Why is she so keen to be there? What the hell are you both planning? I was too upset yesterday to question it."

Quietness greeted him.

"Fred!"

She has been helping us brew.
"What!"

Come on Harrikins, she's almost as good at potions as George.

Harry groaned and rolled over on the floor. "Tell me how you figured this out?"

George made a potion a few months ago that was about to explode and Lily ran in the room threw in something and the potion stabilized. It ended up being something we never would have come up with or thought too. We started letting her help us and she is amazing. She also is scary good with plants. We asked Neville about it and he said that plants will do whatever she asks them to do and they grow when she touches them or heal if they are sick around her.

Harry sat up. "I'm a horrible mom. How did I not see this?"

Neville was the only one to see it and Luna. But, I swear Luna sees everything. I think she is a seer or something. I mean half the crazy shit that comes out of her mouth makes no sense but then something happens and all I can think is she knew.

Harry laughed. "I've thought that since fifth year."

"How did it go with Draco?"

Harry, did you know he needed that?

Harry was silent for a long time. "I think it is the control thing. He bottles everything up and then he just needs to let go. If it wasn't for him managing both our inheritances, I would be lost. Draco is Draco but yeah, I was going to do it if you and George didn't. But, I didn't want to he deserves someone who loves him and I could be what he needed but I will never love him that way."

Thank you for pushing us.

Harry laughed. "I'm going to take James in the city today. He showed up here and accidentally went upstairs and met everyone."

Fred laughed. He is sneakier than both of us and we never see any of it coming. Remember what he did when he came to the last Ministry function?

Harry snickered.

"Marauder." They spoke in unison.

Merlin help McGonagall when they go to Hogwarts. Between the three of them, the school is doomed. Oh, before I forget, Dobby told me to tell you, Gringotts said they already have Draco down on your accounts so he can enter any of your vaults without permission and he can bring Snape with him.

"Good, will you let Draco know and to tell Severus."

"Done."

I haven't forgotten about the box.

"James is here."

Excuses, Harrikins. And let's face it, you need it.

Harry looked out the window. "I don't know if I should laugh or cry at that comment."

Fred laughed then Harry heard a large explosion followed by Lily's and George's laughter.

Harrikins, I'll call you later.

"Prats."

There was another explosion followed by laughter and then Fred hung up.

Harry sat down the phone and laughed. "Idiots."

Bella curled up on the bed. Harry peered up at her from the floor as her head hung over.

"Did you know?"

She nodded.

James ran out of the bathroom to Harry's trunk. He pulled one of the bottom compartments and pulled out a fresh change of clothes. Harry trudged to the shower and stood at the sink. He looked like shit.

"I need coffee."

He pulled off his clothes and stumbled into the shower. He wrapped a towel around his hips as he walked back into the room. James was nowhere in sight and Bella was gone too. He should have told him to stay. He rubbed his eyes. He was digging through his trunk when he heard his door open.

"James, did you know about your sister, Fred and George letting her do potions?"

"Harry."

Harry whipped his head around. Fuck, it wasn't James.

"Steve."

Steve was holding a cup of coffee. Harry's eyes glazed over.

"Is that for me?"

Steve held out his hand. Harry stood and walked to him and grabbed the cup careful to not touch him. He walked back to his trunk drinking and moaned. "This is good."

Harry pulled out his clothes. Without thinking, he dropped his towel and slid on boxers. He moved to slide on his pants and was stopped by an arm wrapping around his waist.

Harry froze. "Fuck."

Harry heard Steve release a breath he was so close to him. "I've missed you."

Harry almost collapsed against him. Steve wrapped his arms around him tighter. "You've barely looked at me since you asked me to stay here."

Steve's body leaned over pulling Harry back to him. Their bodies were close enough Harry was warmed by Steve's body heat.

"I'm afraid."

Harry turned around and looked at Steve. Steve's eyes were blown out. Harry opened his mouth to speak and James ran into the room slamming into Harry's legs.

"What is taking so long?"

Steve and Harry stepped back Harry almost falling.

"Coffee."

James snorted. "Come on."

Harry finished getting dressed. "Come on then. We need to head to the bank."

"Can I get a broom?"

Harry stared down at him. "There is nowhere to fly it here."

Steve piped in. "You can use the training room."

James eyes lit up. "Please… please."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Come on."

Harry grabbed James hand and pointed to Bella who'd curled up on the bed again. She closed her eyes.

Harry waited until everyone exited the room then warded the door so no one could get inside. He trusted Bella but better safe than sorry.

Bucky and Natasha were speaking in Russian as Harry and James passed. James was openly staring at Bucky. Harry moved picking him up and threw him over his shoulder. James laughed.

"Where you boys headed?" Natasha asked.

"Shopping."

"Steve said I could fly in the training room when we get back."

"Fly?"

"Dad's gonna get me a broom?"

Natasha snorted. "Flying brooms?"

Harry laughed. "You have no idea."

"Can I come?"

"Might as well, I'm in deep shit with the British Ministry why not the American."

"We will meet you in the lobby in ten."

Everyone scattered to get ready as Harry headed downstairs with James. They walked into the lobby. People were watching them but didn't approach them.

"Mom, do you think daddy will come?"

"I don't know. I thought I was dad now?" Harry arched a brow grinning.

James just smiled up at him. They were still grinning at each other conspiratorially when everyone filed downstairs.

"You guys ready?"

Nods followed him. Harry picked up James and they headed outside. He took in the buildings and knew there was an entrance a couple blocks down. They all walked down the streets heads turning towards the Avengers.

"Everyone grab each other."

Harry reached out grabbing Stark's hand. He was the closest to him. Stark reached back and grabbed Natasha and the chain went. He slid into the alley and he watched them all take a deep breath. When they were inside, they all released a breath.

"Wards to keep out none magic people."

They walked to the end of the alley and Harry pulled out his wand and tapped the wall. The wall opened and Harry walked inside followed by the Avengers. People watched them as they entered.

Several cameras flashed and Harry snarled at the reporter. "Fuck off!"

"They are probably just shocked we're here." Stark smiled at the reporter.

James snickered at Stark. He knew how his mom was hounded by reporters. They made their way through the shops to the bank. "You guys stay here. I'll be out in a minute."

Harry handed James over to Stark and ran into the bank.

James looked back through the streets looking at the people filing around. A man stopped and looked at James and everyone around them.

"James?" James grinned. "Where's Harry?"

"He's in the bank."

"Did you guys just get here?"

"Yes."

The man pulled out a cell phone. "Potter's here."

He hung up the phone and turned to the Avengers. "Hi, my name is Thomas Anderson. I'm the under secretary to the American Minister."

They all nodded. "We didn't know the Avengers had been informed of magic. I want to tell you we appreciated what you all did with the invasion."

Nods.

He turned back to James. "I heard about your accidental magic at the last Ministry Christmas party."

James laughed. "I turned everyone's hair blue."

Harry walked out of the bank. "Hey Anderson."

"Harry! Hey, I'm so glad you're here. I'm going to beg you for a favor."

Harry stopped. "No."

"You haven't even heard it yet."

"Anderson, I quit from the Auror department for a reason to stay out of Ministry bullshit."

Anderson laughed. "Well, politics. This is different. We have a charity Quiddich match tomorrow night. The seeker for the New York Thestrals just got hit with wizarding flu. Will you fly? It's for the wizarding orphanage we have here in New York."

Harry laughed. "Orphaned children. How the hell am I supposed to say no to that?"

Anderson smiled. "Think of the children Harry."

Harry swiped his hand down his face. "When?"

"Tomorrow, seven."

"I haven't played Quiddich in years."

"Who cares, your name will sell more tickets than we would have sold before. You could fall off your broom and it wouldn't matter."

"Well, let's hope that doesn't happen."

"I'll send a car tomorrow to the tower. I'll also keep a full box open so you can bring anyone you want."

Harry rolled his eyes then nodded. Anderson smiled and left them. A man ran up to Harry pushing Stark out of the way and began asking him questions.

"Mr. Potter, you are lately linked with Ms. Daphne Greengrass. Would you like to make a comment?"

"Yeah, I'm gay, fuck off." Harry snarled again but Bucky moved getting between Harry and the reporter. The reporter took a picture of them but moved away. "Arsehole."

Snark laughed. "You're more famous than us here."

Harry just groaned and took James from Stark and headed for the Quiddich supply store. Harry walked inside and Stark immediately started looking at the brooms like a kid in a candy store. James squirmed until he was let down. Harry moved looking at the other brooms.

"What is Quiddich?" Bruce asked Harry.

"It's Wizard's football, basketball or soccer. Wizard's sport."

"I assume you used to play?"

"I was a seeker at school."

He explained the rules of the game and how the game was played.

Bruce looked around the room. "And you all fly on brooms."

Harry laughed as he was attacked by James. "I want Spitfire."

Harry turned to the man walking to them. "Spitfire? How fast is it?"

"It's towards the low end of the flying scale. It's a good starter broom. I wouldn't recommend anything faster for someone his age."

"Sounds good. He'll need pads and gloves."

The man smiled and pointed to the counter. "Come with me young James and we'll measure you."

James was jumping up and down as Harry followed him to the counter. Bucky followed them as the man helping them began measuring James hands. Harry turned to Bucky and smiled. Bucky studied Harry's face and Harry hit him in the arm. Bucky grinned.

"You can speak."

"Will you be safe tomorrow?"

Harry shrugged. "Hopefully. I should be okay as long as I can stay on my broom."

"Can you stay on your broom?"

Harry grinned. "I guess you will have to watch and find out."

Harry turned back to the man when he shrunk the broom added it with James new quiddich gear and bagged it. Harry handed over his credit card, which thank Merlin they took here, yea for America. He let James hold the bag as they headed back out to the street.

Harry let the Avengers look around at the other shops. Bruce bought books. Natasha and Clint were interested in the apothecary. Stark was all over the place dragging James around to explain everything the boy knew anything about.

By the time they got back to the tower, Harry was exhausted. James was bouncing swinging his bag and looking at Harry knowing he would take him flying. Harry groaned as they walked back to their room to grab his broom. Bucky and Steve followed to lead them down to the room where Stark tested out flying his suits. It was supposedly under the building in one of the basements.

Harry resized their brooms and dressed in more comfortable clothes before helping James put on his protective gear. James was so excited, he was talking a mile a minute to Bucky and Steve making Harry's task harder than necessary. When Harry finally scooped James up to go into the elevator, he was almost asleep on his feet.

They walked out of the elevator and were greeted with the rest of the Avengers. Harry laughed. "Here to see clichés in actions?"

"You're flying on brooms. How could we not come down her Glenda?" Stark informed him looking at the brooms.

Harry rolled his eyes taking James broom and mounted it. "Come on. I'll fly with you until you get used to it."

James didn't hesitate and ran to Harry almost sending them both to the ground. They all laughed at his excitement as James finally calmed enough to not spill them both in the floor. James turned back and Harry waited.

"I'm just riding along. This is your party."

James smiled turning back gripping the handle then pushed off going full speed ahead. The broom was a lot faster than Harry anticipated. James screamed in delight and Harry wrapped himself around the front of the broom and turned them before they slammed into the wall. James giggles floated around the room.

"Sorry."

Harry just snorted. "You better learn to steer this soon if you want to ride alone."

James nodded. He slowed slightly. Harry relaxed on the handle and let James swirl around and get used to the broom. Harry had to do a few maneuvers when they were getting close to the side and would have crashed but overall, James was a natural a flyer as Harry. Harry couldn't help but grin. By the time he went to school, he may be able to worm his way onto the team.

"Head down. You can solo now."

James screamed and they landed without any fuss. Harry slid off the back and James was in the air again. It was hard to tell how fast he was actually moving in the air but from down here the broom was amazing. It zipped around the room quickly making it seem like James was a blur.

Stark ran over to him as the rest joined him. "That is a slow broom?" Stark roared.

"Yeah, a kid broom."

Stark's mouth fell open. "How fast does yours go?"

Harry just shrugged and picked it up and jumped in the air taking flight. He caught up to James and swirled around him to James squeals. Harry flew next to James flying slowly and playing tag. If they got within a few feet of the other, they would have to then chase the other. They stayed in the air for another half hour before Harry landed signaling James to come down.

James was bouncing. "Best broom ever!"

Harry laughed. "Yeah, I got in some practice. Hopefully tomorrow, I won't fall off and embarrass myself. Now, bedtime."

Stark and James faces fell. Harry had to laugh. Stark had been taking readings as they flew and speaking with the rest of the Avengers. Harry rolled his eyes. "You can all watch the game tomorrow."

Natasha was watching Clint as he picked up James and carried him to the elevator. James was laughing telling them about Quiddich and his favorite teams. Harry just rolled his eyes and stopped at Steve and Bucky talking. "Good night."

They both froze and looked at him. Bucky was frowning. "Is everything okay?"

Bucky opened his mouth to speak and Steve elbowed him. Harry narrowed his eyes. "What the hell is wrong?"

"Good night Harry." Bucky finally spoke.

Harry looked at them both not knowing what to make of the argument. He finally walked off. Bruce joined him filing into the waiting elevator with Natasha, Clint and James. Stark was yelling at Jarvis still inside the training room.

Stark ran around the corner. "Oh, we decided that we should have a children's room put in the tower. Jarvis had them make one today. I have no idea what it looks like Jarvis picked everything out so it should be fine. James, can stay there while he is in the tower."

Harry nodded. "Where is it?"

"Jarvis put it in the room two doors down from yours."

Harry nodded. "You guys didn't have to do that James if fine with sleeping with me."

"It was needed." Was all Stark replied.

Harry watched him as the doors closed and Natasha spoke quietly to Bruce as James's voice filled the elevator along with Clint's laugh.

Natasha pulled all of them along to the room and they all stood in the doorway frozen when they walked inside. The room was split down the middle with bunk beds on each side. One side was made for girls and the other for boys. The boy's side had a huge bunk that was made to look like a pirate ship complete with cannons and sails. The girl's side looked like a huge castle with torrents, a moat, and a tower with slide. Huge screens were on each side of the room that could be used to draw on or watch TV. Currently, Finding Nemo was playing. Toys were strewn along the room with action figures of all the Avengers and children's books aligned the walls.

"Can I really play here?"

"Holy shite." Harry murmured.

Clint turned to James and hit him with his elbow. "Race you to the top of the ship."

James stared at him a second still mesmerized then began to run. He tripped Clint on the way. Clint laughed as he stumbled and they were both running up the plank to the second bunk and the ships deck with cannons.

"Jarvis is a God." Harry murmured.

Natasha started laughing. "Is it wrong, I want to see what is inside the castle?"

Harry turned to the other side of the room. "Race you?"

Natasha turned to him and grinned. "They both took off running clearing the moat of balls and ran through the doors leading to the beds. Natasha and him pushed and elbowed each other until they were both sitting on the side of the tower looking down at the room. They both turned to Clint and James as they heard blasting noises coming from the cannons.

Harry picked up a teddy bear inside the castle and threw it over to the pirate ship. "Teddy bomb."

Steve and Bucky walked into the room to the chaos following. Stuffed animals and soft toys were being thrown from opposite sides of the room. Natasha and Clint had the best aims. Harry was laughing hiding behind Natasha as James sounded off the cannons screaming with joy. They stood in complete shock of the room and the joy around them. Bruce moved to them.

"Bucky, are you okay?"

Bucky turned to Bruce. Steve had taken a few steps into the room and was throwing stuffed animals at Harry and Natasha running up the gang plank to help Clint. James just roared and fired on.

Bucky turned to Bruce. "I thought I was going to die seeing him on that broom."

Bruce laughed. "You weren't the only one. I was trying to keep the big guy in check too. He wanted to come out and catch him."

"It's like a dream. I keep asking myself if this is real. Steve wants to let Harry tell us in his own time but I… I just want to hold him."

Bruce sighed squeezing the bridge of his nose. "Everything we know, it's because we have been spying. He could resent us for it."

Bucky's fists squeezed. "I don't want to loose them."

"Harry cares. You heard him speak with James while he was home. James can't keep his eyes off you. Just give Harry time."

Bucky nodded and watched them play with Bruce.

It was a half hour before James started to slow down. Everyone laughed as he passed out his head tucked on his chin on the cannon. Harry laid him down on the bed tucking him in after pulling off his quiddich gear and headed back to his room. He woke to Bella almost plowing him down in her enthusiasm to see another person.

"Stay with James. Come get me if he needs me."

She ran her tongue across his arm and left down the hall. Harry hoped she didn't meet anyone along the way. Harry showered and walked back into his room still in his towel. He muffled the sound in the room so he could hear outside the door but no could hear inside.

He picked up the phone and called George.

George answered the phone half asleep. Harry?

"I got bullied into a quiddich match here tomorrow. Are you going to come?'

Yeah. We're at your house. Teddy and Lily are in the bed with us.

Harry snorted.

How are you doing?

"I bought James a broom and got roped into flying. I want to stay and go home. How can I be pulled into so many different directions?"

Harrikins.

"I know. Tomorrow is going to suck." There was a knock on Harry's door. "I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow. We'll meet you in the box. All the Avengers are going so I don't even want to think about what could happen tomorrow."

We'll be with you.

"Night George."

Harry hung up and pulled on boxers on his way to the door. Steve was waiting on the other side. Harry looked up to him. The difference in his body was still a shock. He looked at his face and he saw his blown out pupils. Fuck, Harry thought.

Steve stepped in pinning Harry against the wall. "Steve?"

"I can't stop thinking about you."

Steve moved, his lips ghosting over Harry's. Harry mewled. "Steve…"

"All I can think about is you. Your body, your lips, the nights in the apartment hiding from the cold, your hands always ghosting in my clothes in the night."

"Fuck…" Harry moaned as Steve's hands slid over his abs down to his boxers pushing his body up the wall. Harry arched as hands gripped him harder. "I have to fly tomorrow."

"Do you want me to go?" Steve's lips were brushing against his skin.

"No. Can we just sleep?"

Steve hummed.

Harry moved letting himself be released to the floor. "Where's Bucky?"

"He decided to take a walk last time I saw him?"

Harry nodded and walked to the bed. He climbed inside and waited until Steve joined him and moved into his arms. He was tired from earlier. He curled into Steve and sighed. "I wish he was with us."

Steve moved tucking Harry's head under his. "Me too."

Harry fell asleep within minutes as Steve quietly listened to him breathe. He whispered. "Jarvis."

"Yes."

"Will you inform Bucky when he returns, Harry and I are waiting for him."

"Yes sir."

Steve relaxed and fell asleep with half of his heart beside him. He woke when Bucky slid in the bed beside Harry. Harry moved his face turning to Bucky sighing as his hand ghosted into Bucky's shirt. Steve grinned. Bucky laid quiet not sleeping but Steve smiled drifting back into sleep knowing Bucky came.