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A/N:

Okay I know this is a bit late and I'm totally sorry but this story keeps fighting me between that real life and the rabid plot bunnies that just won't leave me alone have resulted in a delay. The updates for this will probably continue to be sporadic. I have started a new story which was the result of a particularly persistent plot bunny which has resulted in Reality is Stranger Than Fiction which is another HP crossover although this one is with NCIS, Criminal Minds, and etc. It will not interfere with the updates for this story. Though that story may be updated faster because I have a better idea what I'm doing. This chapter was the hardest one to write.

Also I have had some questions about Harry's age. He is sixteen and will be turning seventeen in seven months. It will also be a while before the Avengers figure out something's wrong with Harry because their lives are about to become very busy. Also I will be using a lot of elements from Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes to provide villains and storylines. This flashback starts just after the point where Harry faked his death. Here is a little timeline I dd that outlines Harry's school years

1st yr. Quirell and Sirius

Halloween Sirius breakout and troll

Second Quidditch match Quirell's end

End of year Shrieking Shack

2nd yr. Chamber of Secrets

Halloween chamber start

Pretty much same as canon

3rd yr. Triwizard and mass breakout

Halloween GoF and mass breakout

End of year maze

Harry learns Patronus this year

4th yr. DOM

Halloween battle DoM and prophecy

End of year Albus dies, ffom Horcrux

Harry is emancipated during summer after

5th yr. Horcrux Hunt

July-three days after Harry's birthday Bill and Fleur marry.

Aug-learn location of locket from Mundungus, start plans to infiltrate the ministry

Sept-break-in at ministry, retrieve locket

Oct-there was a skirmish in Hogsmeade that led to the deaths of a few students

Nov-Ron leaves

Dec-Godrics Hollow

Jan-return of Ron, destruction of locket by sword

Feb-capture/Malfoy Manor, Gringotts, instead of getting caught taking the cup Hermione makes it seem as if they stole the sword, everything else happens as it did in canon

Mar—Battle of Hogwarts, Voldemort retreats when he realizes he's about to lose the battle (he doesn't know all of his horcruxes have been destroyed), due to the retreat Bellatrix survives

Apr-June-training

After Voldemort's retreat the Order decides to regroup

Harry and friends are given some much needed training

The OCs will be introduced here

Hermione and twins will develop several new spells

6th yr. War

July-Battle at Diagon Alley, Ron and Neville die, most of the Alley is demolished

Aug-Battle at Ministry, this was an almost success except for another retreat on Voldemort's part

Sept-Battle at , Hermione dies

Oct-Final Battle

This will explained in more detail later I just put this up so everyone has a good idea at what happened and when.

Thanks to everyone who has reviewed! They are greatly appreciated!


He had tried, really he had, but in the end the memories had been too much and he'd simply shut the ones from the war in a box. He then set up his shields around the now condensed memories. Harry knew this was a rather dangerous approach, but he just couldn't face them yet. So it was with a final shove he forced the last of his memories into a box before succumbing to sleep.

As he drifted to sleep the memories he'd been attempting to repress rebelled. Harry tossed slightly as the memories became nightmares.

Flashback/Dream

Harry watched as the Battle of Hogwarts waged around him. He knew that several of their fighters had fallen to the Death Eaters, and several more would follow if he didn't reach Voldemort and end it. This was easier said than done as the halls were chaotic as spells were flung in every direction. Still he attempted to reach Voldemort while preventing any more injuries as he went. It was made a great deal more complicated as he was attempting to maneuver while under the invisibility cloak. Unfortunately, Harry did not reach Riddle first; no it was Mulciber and Dolohov who reached him first.

Harry watched as both men pleaded and attempted to reason with their master. He seemed to have considered their words and proceeded to cast another Sonorus to address the crowd, "You have fought well. I will withdraw my forces and leave you to bury your dead. I will return within 24 hours. This will be your final chance to surrender. You have already lost your hero; Harry Potter has died by my hand. No more magical blood need be shed." he hissed as his eyes flickered across the hall.*

Harry whipped off his invisibility cloak in an attempt to reach Voldemort sooner but before he could make it there was a loud crack as the Death Eaters and their master disappeared. Everyone stood still shocked by the sudden departure of the enemy. As everyone regained their senses they immediately swarmed their 'resurrected' hero.

There wasn't much time to celebrate as they needed to figure out what they do when the twenty four hours were up. Several ideas where thrown around as they tried to decide what they should do. In the end—and under much protest from Harry and his peers—it was decided that the younger wizards and witches would retreat and regroup while some of the older wizards and witches served as a distraction for Voldemort's forces. The older group included Harry's former professors as well as the parents of several of his classmates including Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Harry had disagreed vehemently, even though he knew he was outmatched and outclassed, he could not stand the thought of several more people dying so he could run away. Not when so many had died at his hands, not while he could end it for good. Harry decided that he would simply have to sneak away so he could be left behind. So he only half listened to the Order as he finalized his own plans to sneak away so he could stay behind.

When the twenty four hours were up and Voldemort returned his forces were doubled in size. Harry readied himself to meet Voldemort when he felt a familiar tug at his navel. He cried out as he felt himself pulled away from Hogwarts. He landed with a thump in the middle of a forest. He felt someone pull him to his feet and looked around to see the distraught faces of his friends.

"Oh, Harry I'm sorry but McGonagall, and well pretty much everyone knew you'd try to stay behind. So they turned your D.A. galleon into a portkey while you were asleep." said Hermione anxiously.

"I have to get back there. They're going to get themselves killed!" shouted Harry.

"Harry, no!" cried Hermione as she put a hand on his arm to stop him. "You'll only get yourself killed. You never would have a chance with all of the Death Eaters!"

"She's right mate. We still have a chance it's why they stayed behind." said Ron in a hollow voice.

Harry looked at his best friend and felt his heart wrench. He knew that Ron's parents as well as Percy, Charlie, Bill, and Fleur had stayed behind. His eyes flicked over to the twins who were looking grim. He felt worse knowing that Ron had probably just said good-bye to his parents and older siblings for the last time. Looking around he realized that Ginny was nowhere in sight and looking back he couldn't remember seeing her during the planning. He was about to ask when there were several pops that signaled apparition. Harry automatically shifted into a defensive stance as he counted the new arrivals. Harry realized while they had more numbers, the new arrivals had more experience. They held themselves like experienced fighters and Harry knew if it came to a fight that his side might win, but only barely.

"We have to leave now the portkey can be tracked and we need to be gone before that happens." said one of the new arrivals. It was a man in his mid-thirties with blonde hair and storm grey eyes.

"How do we know we can trust you?" asked Harry warily.

"Well for one if we were the bad guys you'd be dead. Professor Dumbledore's favorite jam was raspberry." responded the man. Harry nodded while everyone else looked confused by the seemingly random piece of information.

"Right well everyone one partner we're going to use side-along apparition. I want this done in groups of five!" ordered the man.

Harry was reluctant to trust this group of strangers but he didn't have much of a choice. Besides they knew Dumbledore's favorite jam, which that had to count for something. Looking around he realized his friends were waiting for Harry's decision. Deciding to trust his instincts Harry stepped forward and shook the man's hand. Seeing this everyone split into groups as ordered. Harry shot a glance at Ron and Hermione who had ended up in a group with across from him. As he looked around Harry realized that he was the only one not in a group since he was standing with the man Harry assumed was the leader. Once the groups were established Harry found himself feeling the familiar sensation of being sucked through a straw as they apparated.

They landed roughly, and as Harry looked around he saw they were stood on a forested hill surrounded that sloped downwards. He could see where the grass turned into sand and the water that surrounded them on all sides. They were on an island on that Harry thought looked quite uninhabited, but then again if there was one thing Harry had learned from his experience in the wizarding world it was that almost anything was possible. He already had his wand out ready to start shooting spells at a moment's notice.

"Down Sparky, we're perfectly safe here for the time being." said the man from earlier.

Harry eyed him warily before lowering his wand slightly, but he wasn't going to put it away yet. He could tell his actions amused the man but Harry thought he saw a glimmer of respect in the man's eyes. Looking around he watched as the groups arrived.

"Right, I don't mean to be rude but I don't know your name." said Harry.

"No problems. It's Wyatt, Wyatt Clemens." responded Wyatt.

"Why are the groups arriving at different times? Since we all apparated at time shouldn't we have arrived at the same time?" asked Harry who had been wondering why the groups were arriving in intervals.

"That would be true if everyone had followed the same apparition route. Don't think about it too much just yet." advised Wyatt seeing the confused expression on Harry's face.

They waited a few more minutes and Harry was relieved to see Ron and Hermione's group arrive looking relatively unharmed. His eyes scanned over all the groups (Ron and Hermione had been the last to arrive) making certain that everyone was all right. Once he was satisfied he turned towards Wyatt, wanting to know what the man was going to say. Wyatt who had been scanning the groups as well cleared his throat after ascertaining that everyone had arrived.

"All right I'm sure everyone here is a little confused it's to be expected." said Wyatt, "Now I was contacted by Professor McGonagall who is a good friend. She wanted me to get you out of Britain which is what we have done. She also requested that I take you some place safe for the duration of the war."

Harry wanted to protest at these words. He wasn't about to sit on the sidelines and let people die. Wyatt had apparently sensed this because he raised a hand to stop any protests from making themselves known. Harry hastily bit back his words giving Wyatt the chance to finish speaking.

"Know I disagree with this because hiding won't end the war. I believe that with some training all of you would be a force to reckon with. All of you have proved capable of surviving a real fight. So I will let you choose to train with me and my team if you wish. I understand that this is a big decision so I will give you 48 hours to make a decision. I know this is hard for you and many of you have lost family but you need to decide. Decide what is right for you just because I am giving you the option to fight it doesn't mean you have to take it." said Wyatt.

Harry knew immediately he was going to fight but he would wait until he could talk to Wyatt alone. He knew that Ron and Hermione would fight no matter what, and that gave him courage. After he made his decision Harry found himself wondering what could have happened if he had been giving training earlier. The battle at Hogwarts never would have happened. Remus, Tonks, and several others would still be alive. He thought with a pang of Teddy, his godson, who was now an orphan. He could only hope that Teddy and Andy were safe, hidden from the fighting.

Across the clearing everyone was thinking over the options Wyatt had given them. For some it was an easy decision they were going to keep fighting, but for others it was a dilemma. The mood was very subdued as everyone tried to make the decision that would ultimately decide their fates. Seeing how worn out everyone was Wyatt ordered everyone to bed after they pitched the tents.

Harry fell asleep knowing that one way or another he would have to face Voldemort once more for there to be any chance of the war ending. Before he drifted off he remembered a line from the prophecy "and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives"

This proved to be the last peaceful sleep Harry had for a while because Wyatt spent the next month training them mercilessly. In fact, he was quite sure even Moody would have thought that their current training regime was harsh. He was certain he would appreciate it more if he wasn't so sore, but he wasn't going to complain. After their second month of training Wyatt announced that they were getting a surprise.

The next day they were introduced to several new wizards, including Wyatt's sister Sana. Sana was a healer and Wyatt had told them they would be stepping up the training now that they had a trained mediwitch on hand. Another one of the new arrivals was Neo Incipiens, who was a great fighter and strategist. Harry had watched with amusement as Neo beat Ron in a game of chess during one of their brief moments of free time. As time went by Harry found he spent most of his time training directly with Wyatt or Neo, then being patched up by Sana. He also found that Sana was a good deal scarier than Madam Pomfrey whenever he got himself injured particularly badly (unfortunately for Harry, this happened a lot because he, Neo, and Wyatt treated practiced as if it were a real fight which meant they used several curses that were meant to do some pretty serious damage).

At the end of their third month of training they were forced to put their new skill s to the test because Voldemort, who had been dormant since the fall of Hogwarts, planned to attack Charring Cross and Diagon Alley. Harry learned that in the month he had spent training with Wyatt and Neo that his friends had been training in their own ways as well. Fred, George, and—to his surprise—Hermione had been working together developing new spells and weapons to use in battle. One of them was a particularly nasty curse Hermione herself developed that the twins took to calling the Fourth Unforgivable. Everyone else had also improved in their own ways training to the point of exhaustion each day.

Luckily, they had gotten the new with enough time to make a plan of attack. They spent the next week gathering supplies and going over their plans and back-up plans. Ron and Neo had rehashed the plans that night making sure that everyone knew what they needed to be doing. Harry was a bundle of nerves despite all the preparations, because he knew that this was it he would finally be able to confront Voldemort.

They had managed to infiltrate the Alley successfully, Fred and George had managed to get into their store and set off several crates of fireworks. Voldemort and his Death Eaters had been forced to scatter the moment they arrived by the whizzing pink-wheels and fire breathing dragons. In the confusion Harry was able to down several Death Eaters while he searched for Voldemort. Harry spotted him next to the apothecary and made his way forward when everything went south.

Voldemort had spotted Harry and his eyes had widened with surprise. The self-proclaimed Dark Lord hadn't realized that Harry was still alive so his appearance caused Voldemort to start shooting off curses wildly. Harry had narrowly dodged a killing curse when he saw a blasting hex hit the apothecary which set off a chain reaction. Harry watched with growing horror as the alley exploded around him. The air was filled with black soot and it was impossible to discern friend from foe. The smoke cleared gradually and Harry was able to make out his surroundings. Then he heard a shout from behind him and saw Ron and Neville surrounded by Death Eaters at the opposite end of the alley. Voldemort was approaching them preparing to curse them while their backs were turned.

"What's wrong Tom can't fight someone when they're facing you?" called Harry in desperation. He'd known he was too far to be of any help physically but hopefully he could goad Riddle into a duel. He threw out another taunt hoping to aggravate him further, "So Tommy boy looks like you can't even handle a fair fight. Maybe it's your blood that's weak Tom-tom."

Harry was satisfied to see that his plan had worked as Voldemort let out an inarticulate snarl of rage immediately turning towards Harry. The next second there was a slight crack and Harry found himself face to face with his enemy. Just as both wizards prepared to duel there was loud explosion which caused the entire street to shake. Harry saw the Owl Emporium collapse into the building next to it when several shouts made him look up. He saw that Neville and Ron had managed to corner the Death Eaters in front of Gringotts. He watched as the pillars supporting part of the roof collapsed as if in slow motion. He forgot about Voldemort as he saw the roof fall crushing Ron and Neville. He threw himself forward even though he knew that it was a waste of effort because his friends were beyond his help. He was so intent on his goal he didn't hear Voldemort's wordless shriek of fury, as the Quality Quidditch Supplies nearly made the Dark Lord into a dark stain. He didn't realize that he had just narrowly missed the same fate as Neville and Ron.

As he reached Gringotts, harry didn't pay attention to the cracks that meant Voldemort and his minions had fled. Nothing mattered but getting to Ron as he ignored the little voice in the back of his head telling him that it was too late, Ron and Neville were dead. He refused to believe it after all they had survived worse than this surely they could survive a couple of falling bricks. He reasoned that maybe one of them had managed to get a shield up in time. He tried to levitate away some of the rubble with his wand when he felt someone tug at his arm.

"Harry it's too late we need to go." said Hermione miserably.

"No. I'm not leaving them." said Harry with determination.

"Harry, I'm sorry for your loss but we can't stay. We can't risk Voldemort coming back." said Wyatt who had come up behind Hermione.

"No." said Harry stubbornly.

"Harry please! You're not doing them any good staying here." said Hermione.

Something in her voice made Harry turn around and he saw that she had fresh tear tracks on her face. His shoulder slumped tiredly, and he let Wyatt drag him away. The made into the entrance of Charring Cross promptly disapparating back to the island.

End Flashback/Dream

Harry woke with a start trying to blinking the sleep from his eyes. He shook his head trying to clear the remnants of the memory from his mind. He glanced at the clock that was next to his bed it read, 4:30 AM. He threw off his covers knowing that if he went back to sleep he would just be plagued by more memories which had become his constant nighttime companions. His memories and nightmares were one and the same these days

He glanced at the alarm clock again trying to figure out what he could do while he waited for the Avengers wake up. With a start he realized there was a folded up piece of parchment on the end table that hadn't been there the night before. He gave it cursory glance trying to see if there were any nasty surprises lying in wait. Tentatively he looked around making sure no one was around before discreetly removing his wand from its invisible holster on his forearm. He gave it a casual flick running a few diagnostic spells to see if there were any dangerous curses on it. Not finding anything wrong, but not wanting to take any chances he used a nifty little charm to have the note open itself.

He looked at the note and realized it was from Neo. He wished Neo had thought to give him a little forewarning to save him the unnecessary worry when he wanted to talk. Though now that he thought about it, Neo had forgotten to establish a channel of communication, in case there was an emergency. There were ways to get a message across but most them either took too much time or weren't very subtle. In fact, it seemed to Harry that Neo had forgotten quite a lot of things. Not that this was much of a surprise as Neo tended to overlook the details sometimes. Making a mental note to ask the man later he decided to read the note which said:

Hello Harry,

It occurs to me I may have forgotten a few things in the rush to get you to the states. I hope you're trying to settle in at the very least. Anyway, I'm writing to tell you that there has been some important news on this front. I can't say what it is here of course because the note might be intercepted or fall into the wrong hands. So I have set up a meeting so that I can tell you everything I need to. I do want to give you some time to get used to your surroundings so I have set the meeting for a week from the day you get this. You will be meeting Wyatt who as you know has been working for the American ministry. He will meet you at 2pm in Central Park. I will see you then.

Sincerely, Neo Novus Incipiens

P.S. Do try to keep out of trouble won't you? I still haven't cleared the stack from your last few fiascos.

Harry felt irritated when he read the postscript after all it wasn't like he purposely tried to find trouble. As he had said before trouble simply had a knack for finding him. He was looking forward to seeing Wyatt again he hadn't seen the man since Voldemort's death. He had grown quite close to the older man during the war. They were still in contact but due to their schedules they hadn't exchanged more than a letter since they'd last met.