A/N:This isn't a new chapter! Sorry, I was just trying to update to tell about the poll, and accidentally deleted... I need to learn how to use the internet properly! Side note! Really important! I have a poll question on my profile. Go look! Go answer! I'm getting mixed feelings, and honestly feel I can write the story either way. (I know what I'd prefer, but I don't want to anger all of my wonderful readers so I'm asking your opinion!)

This chapter is told from Tony's point of view. I thought it was necessary for the conversation they have, and to better understand his feelings about Harry and the whole situation. I don't plan to do many chapters from another view point then Harry's, I doubt that it will ever be anyone other then Tony and there will only be a couple if any more. So if you hate it don't worry.

I feel bad for making you guys all wait so long for chapter eight so I made myself get another chapter out as an apology. thanks for all of the reviews and follows and favorites! You guys are the best!

Yesterday- Tony's Point of View

"Sir?" I hear JARVIS call out as I am tinkering with my latest suit.

"Yeah JARVIS?" I reply without hesitating in my work.

"As you requested, I would like to inform you that Sirius and Harry have returned."

"Thanks. I'll head up in a minute," I mumble to myself.

I put away what I have been working on and turn and head up the stairs. I walk up a level before hopping into the elevator. The elevator doesn't come down to the bottom level, a precaution to keep unwanted people out.

"Hey Harry!" I call as I walk out of the elevator and see him lounging on the couch. "How was shopping?" I ask and he simply shrugs his shoulders. I don't know what to do after that, I mean my interactions with most people are less than satisfactory, add in the fact that he is merely a child, and I am completely hopeless.

"Oh! There you are Tony, I have a favor to ask," Sirius says walking into the house and towards the kitchen. I pause wondering what he could want from me. "Harry isn't feeling great, and I think Remus explained to you that I grew up in an entirely wizarding family. As such I have no idea what kind of medicine to get for a sick kid. I thought that maybe you could run to the store for me? Or just make me a list and I can go and you can stay with Harry?"

"Oh no, I don't do sick kid. I'll run to the store for you," I say practically jumping off of the couch to get away from the sick kid and out of the house.

I make Happy drive me, and grudgingly head into the small convenient store to buy what I need. I walk down the right aisle, and stop staring at all the thousands of different products. I realize that I have no idea what is even wrong with the kid. How did I, Tony Stark, get stuck going to the store to help with a sick kid?

I grab some random products off of the shelves, ensuring that they not only are for kids but will also cover a variety of symptoms. I mean kids are always getting sick, right? Only a matter of time until he has something else. As I wait in line, I peruse the shelves around me realizing it is mostly candy. I grab a couple of bars of chocolate knowing that tonight is the full moon and Remus will never turn down chocolate after the moon.

I remember his first summer staying with us. I don't remember exactly how old I was, but I know I was young. I was young enough to be allowed in Dad's offices at Stark Tower but not old enough to be left alone to wander. Probably around seven or eight. I remember sneaking away from the secretary and seeing the strangely dressed man, who I later discovered was Lyall, Remus' father. The two men were in the midst of a strong argument, and as soon as my father saw me, he was quick to escort me back out.

"Is this everything?" I am snapped out of my memories by the cashier. I quick nod my head before paying and heading back out the door. Happy is waiting by the car, and I quick hop in.

Remus and Sirius pulled me aside earlier today and asked me to watch Harry tonight. Sirius wanted to be with Remus because they are both unsure on how the wolf would react to the new place. Neither of them expect for Harry to have a full transformation since he wasn't actually bitten, so I shouldn't have much to worry about.

I am happy that Remus found Sirius and that he has someone to lean on during the moons. The first couple of summers he stayed with us were the worst. I can still remember the screams turning into howls and the sounds of him clawing at the metal door that trapped him in the room in the basement. Dad forbid me from even going near the basement on those nights.

As I grew up, and RJ and I became as close as brothers and he spent more and more time here with my family, I realized that it was unfair of him to have to suffer alone. Dad was traveling a lot more during this time. I remember it clearly, I had to have been ten, RJ is younger than me. I followed him down to the basement, but after locking him in I sat on the other side of the door. I talked to him all night long, and his yells and howls were not nearly as loud or frequent that night. As time went on, we learned more and more tricks to help him with his transformation and the morning after symptoms.

"So what do we do?" Sirius asks me as I walk towards them with the bag of medicines in hand.

"I don't know. Do I look like I have ever dealt with a sick kid?" I retort. I mean honestly, does he expect me to know how to fix it all?

"Well I don't know what to do either! I've never had to deal with a sick kid before!" I pause for a second as that sentence sinks in. I can honestly say that I did not expect it. I definitely cannot see RJ falling for a man who could leave his child when they were sick and needed them most.

"What do you mean? In the past did you just leave when he got sick?"

"What are you talking about? I've only been his Dad for a few days!" he yells, and immediately he puts a hand over his mouth to stop himself from saying anything more.

My mind immediately goes to the night that RJ visited me, and begged me to help him and his partner with their son. He explained that they had blood adopted the boy so he was rightfully theirs. Then he went on to tell me that because of their fight against the evil Dark Lord, they were being hunted. He said that to ensure their safety and the safety of the boy, that they needed to leave England. I obviously said yes. With the Iron Man suit, I am able to help protect them and the boy if needed. Also it's not like they are bringing much more of a threat to me, I manage to do that on my own.

As I try to process this new information, I realize that he must mean that the blood adoption has happened more recently then he said it before. Which makes sense, I was surprised that RJ had not told me about his son sooner. We may have fallen out of touch a bit since he graduated from school, and stopped coming in the summers, but I would like to hope that we still have a relationship.

"What do you mean a few days? I thought you guys came here to protect him? Why would you adopt him if you knew you were bringing him into an unsafe environment? I mean, I don't know much about children, but I know people are after me… with that knowledge, I would never adopt a child. I fear even getting too close to a woman," I can't stop myself from ranting. I can't believe that they would put this small innocent child into harm's way.

"I think we need to have a conversation later. Once Remus is back and Harry is asleep," Sirius says. "Please, just tell me what you think we should do?"

I nod my head and start to ask Harry how he feels, and what hurts. I finally pull out the medication that I think will help best and hand it to Sirius.

"Just give him however much it says to on the box," I say and seeing that I am no longer needed I head up to my floor leaving the boy in his father's care.

I find them in Harry's room. He is asleep in bed, and Remus is sitting in a chair next to his bed still reading while Sirius unpacks.

"I don't think you need to read anymore, I don't think he's listening," I say leaning on the door frame.

"Hey Tony. How was your day?" Remus asks smiling and closing the book.

"It was alright, I don't know if Sirius told you, but I would like some answers about what is really going on here."

"I accidentally let slip earlier today that I haven't been a parent for very long," Sirius explains when Remus sends him a confused look.

"Ah," Remus says leaning back in the chair. "Let's move out to the family room, I would rather not disturb Harry and if he needs us we will still be able to hear him."

I nod my head before turning around and heading in that direction. I take a seat on the couch and I wait for one of them to tell me what's going on.

"Now Tony… I know we led you to believe that Remus and I needed protection but that wasn't really the case. Everything that we tell you today is between the three of us. I mean not even JARVIS can know. Do you understand?" Sirius says turning towards me. I stare at him for a moment before nodding my head. "Do you think it would be safe to do a privacy spell, just to make sure we aren't overheard?" He asks, turning to Remus. After a moment of thought he nods his head.

"Wasn't that the reason of meeting with the ministry here, in case you needed to do magic, someone could cover for you?" I ask, though neither of them directly answer, instead Sirius just casts the spell.

"I honestly am not sure on where to begin. I guess we can start with the night Harry was born. You already know about the Dark Lord, and I know we told you about how one Halloween night many years ago something happened that temporarily stopped him. What I didn't tell you was that it was Harry, on the night his parents were killed. It is all mostly speculation on why he was able to stop him… Albus Dumbledore seems to believe that it has to do with his mother's sacrifice and her love for him."

"We recently found out that Harry and the Dark Lord have some sort of link. It doesn't affect Harry much, now that we know it exists. Mostly he would get dreams that would be from You-Know-Who's point of view. We had Harry taking lessons to prevent them but… I don't think he completely devoted himself to them… I fear that a part of him wanted to know what You-Know-Who was up to," Sirius adds with a frown.

"Well, either way we don't really know because he has yet to open up to us about much. Harry has had many confrontations with You-Know-Who since his return, and has had to face a lot of prejudices against him. Then, at the end of the school year, he got a vision from You-Know-Who. In the vision, he had captured Sirius and I, and was holding us at the ministry. Harry does not trust easily, and so with the two of us supposedly captured, he didn't know who to turn to. He thought of the headmaster, but he was not at the school at the time. Instead he got a group of friends together and headed to the ministry to rescue us."

"What?! He's just a kid, what did he expect to do! I mean was there really no one else he trusted enough to go to for help? He's only six years old for God's sake!"

"Oh, I guess we missed that. Less than a week ago, Harry was actually sixteen. We deaged him after blood adopting him to help hide him. Also, Harry did not have the best upbringing… with Sirius in Azkaban, and me with my… monthly issue, he was sent to live with his muggle relatives. They despised magic, they feared it and they tried to keep him from this world. Obviously they couldn't, and as far as I know they have never physically abused him… but there are other types of abuse, so who knows?" Remus says, and I pause trying to image his previous life.

"Getting back on topic, it was obviously a trap, and Remus and I were in fact sitting at headquarters waiting to hear about what our next mission would be, and get confirmation that Harry would be staying with us that summer… instead we got a frantic call ordering us to the ministry, but we were all too late," Sirius explains staring down at his hands, and I can't help but wonder what could have happened.

"It took us two weeks to find them, his two best friends… well one of them died and the other is still in a coma in St. Mungo's nobody really made it out unharmed. We know that he hasn't dealt with his guilt and grief, he has nightmares, but he is still refusing to tell us what happened."

"Oh. Wow… I mean for a teenager to live through something like that. I was captured once, as I am sure you both know. It's how I became Iron Man. I can relate to him, and to be honest it is still hard to talk about. Is it safe for a six year old to have those memories?" I ask, my mind reeling with all of this new information.

"Well, as of now he still has all of them, but the deaging potion also has a bit of a memory suppressor in it. Basically, as Harry's mind rearranges itself to be better suited to a six year old, his memories from before will be pushed back. He won't forget them, but he will become detached from them. Almost as if they are from a book or movie he knows, but not life. In some cases the memories were removed, but the mind is a delicate place, there is no guarantee everything will work out," Sirius explains to me and I nod my head showing that I somewhat follow.

"But that doesn't make sense. I mean I understand it, but if the memories are still there won't they still affect him. I don't know much about kids, but all it takes for a kid to have a nightmare is a thought right? I mean they don't have to necessarily live through it themselves," I say trying to understand how this child could be left with these memories.

"Let's just say that we have to help him until he stops dreaming about them or bringing them up. For now it is best to just listen when he explains them and try to help him understand them and move past them," Remus says with a slight smile.

"You couldn't even get him to talk to you about his memories and deal with his kidnapping when he was sixteen, there is no way it'd be better just because he is now six. What were you two thinking allowing a small child to live with memories like those? No child should have to live through the things he has, so if you are deaging him and allowing him to grow up again, he should have a fresh start. Not be weighed down by these terrors!" I rant at them, I can't believe that they thought this was a good idea, which means that they must not have put too much thought into it. Deaging and adopting someone is not something you do without thoroughly weighing all the options.

"I wonder if Severus would be able to lock away his old memories. That way if he decided in the future he wanted them back all they would have to do is release them," Sirius says half to himself and half to Remus. "It's worth asking at least. I will floo call him before moon rise tonight."

I nod my head before I continue, "so that made you decide to leave England? Just that he was kidnapped?"

"Sort of, but not really," Sirius says and I am surprised he looks sort of sheepish.

"What Sirius means, is that when Harry was missing we found out some information had been kept from us. When we were told it, we were not very happy. In fact, Sirius threw a bit of a fit and got more than a little angry."

"You see there is a prophecy that says that Harry is destined to be the one to kill the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord has marked him as his equal and neither can live while the other survives, or so the prophecy says. I thought that this was unreasonable. He is just a child, how is he supposed to kill a man who is close to triple his age?" Sirius asks, and I am surprised to see a slight flush of his face that shows his sudden anger.

"Basically Sirius called everyone cowering schoolgirls. He said they were using the prophecy as an excuse to not deal with the Dark Lord. After everyone calmed down, and we all talked rationally, it was agreed that it was probably best for Harry to leave and force the wizards to start protecting themselves. I know Dumbledore and Snape, a potions master, are currently travelling and learning everything they can about the Dark Lord in hopes of destroying him."

"Geeze. Well I can honestly say I don't blame you for not telling me this all sooner. I don't know if I would have believed it. So it's really only been a couple of days that he has been six and your son? I never would believe that…" The way they all act with each other shows a bond much deeper than that.

"You two should go get something to eat. I will check on Harry. I won't be able to eat this close to moon rise, but I have a feeling it will be a long night for all of us. Tony, are you still willing to keep an eye on Harry tonight? I don't know how the moon will affect him. I will feel better knowing he is safe with you," Remus says standing up and moving around the couch, signalling an end to our conversation.

"Of course I will. I will protect him with my life," I say honestly, and I realize that if anything, I now care more for the little boy sleeping in the next room over then I have for anyone else, and that I will do everything in my power to ensure he never has to suffer again.