Disclaimer: Neither Harry Potter or The Avengers belong to me, only the plot and original characters are mine. No money is being made from this story.
Warnings: Violence, Swearing, Slash, AU. Ignores everything after the first Avengers movie and the events of Harry Potter after year five are AU though some events did occur (including the Horcruxes).
Pairings: HP/SR, DM/GW, BZ/NR. RL/BB, TS/PP, CB/LB, Thor/JF
Chapter Five
"Hey Dad, have you seen my Quidditch gloves?"
"Teddy, what have I told you about putting your gear away when you come home? We go through this same thing every week, there is always an item of your equipment that you spend an hour searching for when you could have just put them all away in the first place." Remus replied to his son.
"I was using them yesterday when the guys were here." Teddy explained to his father.
"That doesn't excuse you for not putting them away afterwards. Where did you have them last?"
"We were out the back, Jackson was tossing the Quaffle around and I put them down on the railing of the porch." Teddy remembered as he roughly threw his uniform into his Quidditch bag.
"Did you look on the railing?" Remus asked, Teddy could be so absent minded.
"No." Teddy looked up at his dad.
"Then go look, your memory is as bad as your mothers was." Remus said, a look of frustrated fondness on his face as he looked at his son.
"Eureka!" Came the shout from the backyard, Remus just shook his head and walked back into the kitchen where he had been preparing dinner.
Harry may have asked Dobby to help him and his son out with the everyday chores around the house but Remus still liked to cook dinner for his son. Things would be drastically different when Teddy started at Hogwarts in September but they would still be seeing each other during the day. Thanks to the new laws brought in concerning all magical creatures, Remus was now able to get a job and keep it without the usual ridicule and hate that was aimed at him before.
Now that Teddy was old enough to attend Hogwarts, Remus was finally taking Dumbledore up on his offer to be the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts. Remus had been offered the job three years previous but he hadn't wanted to raise his son in the castle, Albus had accepted the reasoning and had made sure that the position wasn't given to a permanent replacement.
When Sirius' will had been finally read at the end of the war, Remus had found out that his once lover had left him with a significant chunk of his family vault. Remus had tried to protest it at the start but Harry had talked him out of it. He explained that Sirius had loved him enough to make sure that he would be able to live a comfortable life without having to worry about how he was going to pay for his next meal, to deny the money would be an insult to the man who had given it to him.
With the help of Harry, Remus had found a modest two story house that he could buy. It was in an area that was mostly populated by muggles but there were a few wizarding family's in the area as well.
Teddy wasn't spoiled, even though his grandmother had tried on several occasions to do so. He was a well-mannered, sweet and kind boy who loved Quidditch as well as going on book hunting trips with his dad. They both shared a love for books and they would travel all over Europe, both muggle towns and wizarding towns, searching for books to add to their ever-growing library.
With the area they live in being mostly muggle, they had to add the additional room onto the house the muggle way. Harry had gotten together with his Auror team as well as Ron and the twins and they had all spent just over two months adding on the extension for the library. They couldn't hire a muggle construction team because of the many wards that had been placed on the house by Bill Weasley and would make it difficult for muggles to do the work that was needed.
"Why are you packing your Quidditch gear?" Remus asked as his son came into the kitchen.
"Toby and Alex will be there as well and we're going to have a little match, it's the perfect place and they are going to have mini stadium's set up for the fans." Teddy explained as he poured himself a glass of milk.
"Have you got everything you need for the weekend?"
"Yep, Jasper's dad is supplying the tent for us. The adults will be staying in the tent next to ours so they can keep an eye on us. The game starts at eight so I'll call you at seven before we head to our seats." Teddy explained to his dad.
"Well I hope you and your friends have fun, I'm sorry I can't come Saturday is the full moon and I really don't think people want a werewolf changing in the middle of the Quidditch World Cup." Remus said as he pulled the pizza he had made from the oven.
"It's okay, dad. We spent last weekend together to make up for it so it's no big deal."
"Well, it's time for dinner so go wash up while I set the table."
Teddy got down from the stool he was sitting on and raced out of the room to wash his hands and face, his dad made the best pizza ever.
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"So where is this GPS thing you were talking about?" Tony Stark asked Harry as he led the young wizard into his work room.
"It's called an MPS, it works like a muggle GPS system but it finds magical signatures instead of addresses." Harry explained as he placed his bag on the nearest chair and started to pull out the case that the MPS was stored in.
"How much electricity does it require?" Stark asked.
"It doesn't."
"What do you mean by that? Every electronic device requires electricity of some kind." Stark said incredulously.
"It runs off the ambient magic in the air." Harry explained.
"Wow, okay, how does that work?"
"If you want a magic history lesson then we need to get some food and coffee because I'm hungry." Harry told the older man.
"All right, J.A.R.V.I.S can you order us a couple of pizzas and set the coffee maker."
"Of course, sir."
"All right, pizza should be here soon and the coffee is brewing. Where do we start?" Stark asked Harry as he pulled a chair over to the bench that Harry was setting up on.
"I've got two things to show you, one is the MPS and the other is the Magic Pulse program. It would be best if I explain about magic first before we go into any details about the equipment I have."
"Okay, where do we start?" Tony asked as he picked up the MPS to have a closer look.
"The Hogwarts Founders." Harry started.
"Who are they?"
"They were four very powerful witches and wizards who came together and built Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry during the medieval era in the tenth century. They were said to be four of the most powerful of their time, as well as most respected. Their names were Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin." Harry explained.
"Each Founder created their own house and only witches and wizards who displayed the traits pertaining to that house were sorted into it. Gryffindor valued courage and bravery, the values of Hufflepuff were loyalty, patience and hard working. Ravenclaw accepted those of high intelligence and Slytherin accepted the sly and most cunning of the wizarding world. Each house corresponds with and element, Gryffindor is fire, Hufflepuff is earth, Ravenclaw is air and Slytherin is water." Harry continued.
"So, they each split the school into four houses to correspond with their own traits?" Tony asked.
"Precisely. Anyway, Gryffindor believed that anyone who displayed magic before eleven years old, be they pureblood or not, should be able to learn to control their magic. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff shared his beliefs but Slytherin did not, he believed that only those of pureblood, children born to wizarding family's, should be the only ones to be taught at Hogwarts. This particular topic raised several arguments between Gryffindor and Slytherin to the point that their last and biggest fight led Slytherin to leave the school."
"Before he left the school, Slytherin created a chamber and housed a deadly beast within it. It was said that at his command the beast would be released to wreak havoc upon the school and purge it of all who had impure blood. But we'll get back to that bit later, when we address the whole Voldemort part of the story."
"Sounds interesting but carry on."
Before Harry could continue his story, Pepper arrived at the door to Tony's workroom carrying the pizza they had ordered.
"Anyone order a pizza?" Pepper asked as she walked into the room.
"Yes. You're the best, Pep." Tony said as he kissed his fiancé before grabbing a slice of pizza from the box.
"I'll leave you two to your gadgets." Pepper said to the two men before she left the room.
"Wow, this is really good pizza." Harry said around a mouth full of cheesy, meaty goodness.
"I know, Bianchi's has the best pizza around." Tony told him.
In ten minutes, the pair of them had managed to polish off the entire pizza. While Tony brewed a new batch of coffee, Harry fiddled around with the settings on the MPS so it could be hooked up to Tony's computer system.
"Right, where were we?" tony asked as he set down the carafe of freshly brewed coffee.
"Okay, one of the most notable wizards to ever be taught at Hogwarts was Merlin himself."
"Wait, Merlin is real? What about Arthur and Camelot?"
"Yep, the whole lot of it. Arthur's court, Morgan le Fay, the knights of the round table."
"Wow, that is pretty awesome."
"Merlin was sorted into Slytherin's house but he didn't share the Founders views. Merlin believed that witches and wizards should aid Muggles and therefore created laws to prevent magic being used against them. What started out as an organisation called the Order of Merlin was then turned into an award that was given to those who performed a deed at great personal risk or contributed to the betterment of wizarding society. No one really knows if it was changed before or after Merlin died."
"In sixteen ninety-two, the statute of secrecy came into effect and the magical world hid itself from the muggles to protect the witches and wizards (mainly the children) from the witch hunts."
"Did witches and wizards really get burned alive?" Tony asked, a question he had been dying to know the answer to since finding out about the magical world.
"Yes and no."
"What kind of answer is that?"
"The yes part pertains to the muggles wrongfully accused of being magical and the no is because witches and wizards accused of witchcraft simply performed a flame-freezing charm that rendered the flames harmless. There was this one Witch that I read about, who ended up getting the name Wendelin the Weird because she got herself caught forty-seven times, in various disguises, just so she could be burnt at the stake because she liked the effect of the spell which was a slight tickling sensation."
"Well she was aptly named."
"With that brief history lesson out of the way, we can concentrate on magical theory."
"Is there where you explain about the ambient magic that you use to power your devices?" Tony asked.
"Yes. Okay, the way it was explained to me, being honest I kind of wasn't listening when Hermione was doing the explaining, ambient magic is in everything around us. Magic causes havoc with muggle technology so when it encounters an area flooded with magic muggle technology often blows up. I once blew up one of my cousin's TV's when I was a kid and that was just from a burst of untrained accidental magic."
"So, when you decided to integrate our technology into your world you found another source of power."
"Exactly, my friend Hermione form a group of Hogwarts alum and they started compiling ideas. In the last ten year's we have managed to set up three magical power plants over the UK, however, we have had several wizards try to destroy them. Not everyone in my world is happy about the change."
"Why is that?" Tony asked as he poured a new mug of coffee.
"Not all but most of the purebloods despise those of lesser blood. It mostly stems from around 1000 AD when the mistrust between muggles and wizards started to grow stronger. Muggleborns were magic stealers and the magical parent of a half blood was a traitor. The further back you could trace the magic in a family, the purer your blood was. It got so bad with some pureblood family's that they started to breed out the magic, squibs happen more often in pureblood family's than they do in non-pureblood ones."
"What's a squib?"
"A person born to either magical parents but without the ability to use magic."
"It seems the purebloods achieved the exact opposite of what they wanted."
"They did, introducing muggles into a magical family every couple of generations strengthens the magic, not diluting it like the purebloods believe. Not all pureblood families believe that way, the first wizard I ever made friends with comes from a long line of purebloods and they believe that everyone should have the chance to learn to use their magic. My friend Ron ended up marrying a Muggleborn who was even more powerful than some of the purebloods at school."
"She smart?"
"Very smart, the brightest witch of her age. She came first in almost all her classes, I beat her out for Defence Against the Dark Arts, Draco beat her out in Potions, though it was close. Blaise shared first place with her in Ancient Runes and another of our friends, Neville Longbottom, he came first in Herbology. He was a shy kid, too eager for friends to speak his mind but we encouraged him to speak up when he needed to and his confidence grew. He has become a very accomplished wizard and has been accepted as a new teacher at Hogwarts, he'll be replacing Professor Sprout as the Herbology teacher."
"What classes do you guys take at this school?" Tony asked, he was intrigued about the various courses on offer. He'd need to remember to ask Harry if he still had any of his course books.
"Okay, a witch or wizard starts Hogwarts at the age of eleven and graduates at the age of seventeen. There are seven years at Hogwarts and there are two major exams that are required to progress. The first two years at school are the introductory to the various courses of Magic. The main courses for years one and two are known as core courses and they are Defence Against the Dark Arts, Astronomy, Potions, Herbology, Transfiguration, Charms and History of Magic. First years also learn the basics of flying."
"Wait, flying?"
"Yeah, some of the 'myths' about us are true. We fly on brooms, though nowadays they are mostly used for sport rather than travel because we have faster ways than flying. We do use cauldron's for making potions and some do wear those weird pointy hats but I've yet to meet a witch that has green skin and warts."
"What sport do you use brooms for?"
"Let me finish telling you about the Hogwarts courses then I'll explain about Quidditch."
"Okay then."
"Right, third year students are required to choose a minimum of two additional subjects on top of the core classes. Flying is the only class not carried on after first year. The new courses to choose from are Divination, Arithmancy, Muggle Studies, Study of Ancient Runes and Care of Magical Creatures. Alchemy is offered to sixth and seventh years if there is sufficient demand for the subject. Apparition is for six and seventh years who are of age, in the magical world a witch and wizard becomes of age at seventeen when their magic matures and fully settles. It's also the age that we can perform magic outside of school."
"Sounds intense."
"It can be, that's why we have the two main exams. In fifth year, there are the O.W. L's, Ordinary Wizarding Level. They determine what subjects you will be taking the next year, some teaches only accept a certain grade on the O.W. L's for the student to continue that subject. You also have a meeting with your head of house that year to determine what job you want to do when you graduate. In seventh year is when you do your N.E.W.T's, Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests. The scores from those determine whether you can get into the career you wanted."
"Okay, what is Quitch?" Tony asked.
"It's Quidditch and it's a very popular game in the wizarding world. It's played on broomsticks. There are seven players on each team, three Chasers, two Beaters, a Keeper and a Seeker. There are three kinds of balls but four are used, one Quaffle, two Bludgers and a Snitch. The Quidditch field is oval and at each end there are three hoops, the one in the middle is taller than the outer two."
"Sounds complicated."
"Not really. Anyway, the Keeper defends the hoops, the Chasers handle the Quaffle and try to get it into one of the three hoops. Each goal is ten points. The Beaters have small clubs that they use to hit the Bludgers, the bludgers are hit at opposing players to try and knock them off balance as well as keeping them away from the members of their own team. The seeker has the most important job of all, to catch the Golden Snitch which is worth one hundred and fifty points. The game ends when either the Snitch is caught or an agreement between captains is reached. The longest recorded game went for three months."
"Sounds like a game I'd love to play."
"You need to be magical to operate a broom."
"Bugga."
"All right, let's get back to the original reason for us being in here." Harry said as he cast a wandless charm on his coffee to re-heat it.
"Okay, I already told you about the MPS so now I'll tell you about the Magic Pulse. Have you ever seen the X-men movies?"
"Yeah, a couple of times."
"Well a muggle born graduate of Hogwarts loved the movies and they gave him an idea. He came up with a program that resembled the Cerebro, only instead of it being a machine, it's a computer program. It helps us keep track of a magical population within the muggle world, there are only a couple towns in the UK that have just magic folk as residents. This is mainly being used by the Auror and Unspeakable departments to hunt down Dark Wizard's. You can find a single individual in a large group so long as you have their magical signature." Harry explained.
"So, can you kill all the muggles like they were able to kill all the normal humans in the movie?" Tony asked.
"No, the movie was only a basis for his idea. All you can do with the program is track magical signatures, it can't be used to kill people."
"Well that is reassuring."
"What else do you want to know?" Harry asked the older man as Tony made a new pot of coffee.
"Tell me more about Quidditch."
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"There was a lot of information left out of that little meeting, wasn't there?" Clint asked the blonde-haired wizard.
"Yes, there was, we were just informing you of all the necessary information." Draco replied.
"Why did you become an Auror?" Bruce asked him, he had a feeling that the boy sitting across from him came from money and he was wondering why he worked such a demanding job.
"Like we told you before, I'm from a pureblood family. One that can be traced back to the time of the Hogwarts founders, that's over a thousand years of heritage and like most pureblood family's, it comes with a very hefty bank account. When I was younger I had plans to follow in my father's footsteps and become a member of the Board of Governors for Hogwarts. It would have been an easy job and all I would have had to do was sit in a room and make decisions about what would happen at the school."
"What changed?" Steve asked.
"My father. He was Voldemort's right hand man, in both wars. My mother thought that once the first war was over she wouldn't have to live in fear of being caught as a light side sympathiser, she made sure that I followed her views and that my father's influence over me was minimal."
"Why did your mother's views differ from your father's? She had to of known what he was like when she married him." Clint asked.
"It was an arranged marriage. My mother didn't want to marry him but the contract had been signed when she was just a child by her father as a way of paying off a debt he owed to my grandfather. Once they graduated from Hogwarts they were married, I wasn't born till eight years later because my mother had trouble conceiving, she miscarried three times before she fell pregnant with me and even then, I ended up being born two months early."
"What happened when Voldemort came back?" Steve asked.
"When I started at Hogwarts my father knew that Harry was going to be starting the same year, he gave me the task of befriending him. A task that I failed miserably."
"Wait, why would your father want you to befriend Harry?" Clint asked.
"And how could you have failed? You're both friends now." Natasha asked.
"Right, we didn't tell you about Harry yet."
"What about him?" Bruce asked.
"Remember how we told you that a prophecy had been made?" Draco asked them.
"The prophecy that caused Voldemort's downfall?" Steve asked.
"Yeah, that one. What we didn't tell you was that Harry was the child from that prophecy. The lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead is where Voldemort's killing curse rebounded." Draco explained.
"Harry defeated Voldemort at the age of one and he didn't even know it, he came into the magical world unknowing of the role he would play. My father wanted me to befriend him so he could be corrupted to Voldemort's way of thinking. What my father wasn't counting on was for Harry to be the most stubborn, noble, selfless child he was. Harry refused my hand of friendship and we became enemies at school because of it."
"I'm guessing your father wasn't happy about that?" Bruce asked.
"No, he was furious when I wrote him telling him of Harry's refusal. That summer, when I went home from Hogwarts, he made sure I knew the full extent of his anger. That was when my mother started to change my attitude towards the things my father despised. My mother knew that I would continue to suffer at the hands of my father for my failings if I didn't toughen up and learn how to deceive him."
"It was expected that I would become a Death Eater, like my father, when I turned sixteen but I didn't want to so I begged my mother to hide me. She had planned everything for the night before my sixteenth birthday but my father found out from one of our servants and he intercepted us."
"What happened?" Steve asked, he could clearly see the pain that shone in Draco's eyes.
"My father killed my mother, right in front of me."
The looks of shock on the Avengers faces were palpable, none of them were expecting that outcome.
"He tortured the both of us first, as my mother lay dying he made her watch as he tortured me. The last thing I saw, before I passed out from the pain, was my aunt kicking my mother's lifeless body. At the time, I didn't know how long had passed while I was locked in the dungeons of Malfoy Manor, all I knew was that my father would visit me to make sure I was still alive so I could be handed to Voldemort for his pleasure."
"That doesn't sound like a pleasant out come." Steve spoke up from his spot on the lounge.
"It wasn't, I just about gave into my fate when the last being I ever thought to see again turned up in my cell and rescued me. There are many different types of magical creatures in the wizarding world, one of which is known as a house elf. Their sole purpose in life is to serve, they work for witches and wizards as servants in their homes. They are very loyal and will do anything to please their masters."
"What makes this one different?" Natasha asked.
"He used to serve my family. His name is Dobby and he was the only house elf that interacted with me as a child. When I was twelve, Dobby went behind my father's back to warn Harry about the plan that had been put in place. Dobby ended up being accidentally freed by my father at the end of that school year and when Lucius tried to kill Harry, Dobby used his magic to throw him across the room. Ever since then, Dobby has been loyal to Harry and when Harry found out that I was being kept prisoner by my father, he sent Dobby to get me out."
"I'm guessing that because he served your family he knew where to find you?" Bruce asked.
"Yes, even though he was no longer in the service of the Malfoy family he could still track one of its members. Once he entered the manor all he had to do was follow my magical signature to get me out. House elves may be small and they may look weak but they have very powerful magic and that enabled Dobby to get passed the Death Eaters staying in the manor."
"Sounds like someone you want on your side in a tight spot." Steve added.
Draco sat talking with the Avengers for the rest of the afternoon before excusing himself to make his phone call to Ginny.
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"Okay, Hermione said the earliest she can get here is the day after tomorrow, she has meetings tomorrow that she can't cancel." Harry told Tony as he made his way back into Stark's work room.
"Excellent, she'll be able to explain some things to me." Tony replied.
Harry and Tony had been holed up in the workroom for hours, going over the MPS and seeing if it could be improved. Tony had managed to add a few extra parameters to it that would enable Harry to track a magical signature for longer than he could before. He had also extended the storage so more signatures could be stored and analysed. He had several questions that Harry was unable to answer, though Harry was good with electronics he had no idea how the magical power plants operated.
"Ron will most likely be coming with her, both their kids are spending the weekend at Hermione's parent's house because Ron's mum is taking care of Ginny."
"Who is Ginny?"
"Oh, right. We haven't really explained much to you guy's yet. Ginny is Draco's wife, she's pregnant with their second child and has been having problems, bad enough to confine her to bed rest for the rest of the pregnancy as well as start to turn Draco prematurely grey." Harry explained.
"Don't you guys have some spell that could fix what is wrong?" Tony asked.
"Contrary to what most muggles think, not everything is solved with a spell. While we are immune to most muggle ailments, we are not infallible. Potions can help Ginny with some of the problem but any spell would be too dangerous to the baby so muggle means are more appropriate in this situation." Harry explained.
"So, there are limits to what magic can do? That's a bit more reassuring, though I guess that is one of the reasons you are all still hidden."
"If we revealed ourselves to the population at large, we would be inundated with people wanting cures for everything. We don't get cancer because our magic kills off the replicating cells. We can heal a broken bone within a second and can regrow bones in a day but once a limb is completely lost then there is nothing that can be done. We can't bring people back from the dead not matter how much we wish we could but we have a spell that can end a life in a flash of green light." Harry ranted.
His annoyance at muggles thinking they could do anything with their magic stemmed from an incident involving one of Hermione's cousins who had accidentally discovered Hermione's ability to perform magic. His mother was sick and muggle doctor were unable to do anything for her, in a desperate attempt to save his mother's life he had kidnapped Ron and Hermione's son and had demanded that she heal his mother before she would get her son back.
Harry's Auror team had been called in to deal with the situation, Hermione's cousin had ended up being obliviated and Hugo had been returned to his parents. Harry knew that not all muggles thought that way but he wasn't naive enough to believe that the good outweighed the bad.
"I'm hungry, let's order some more pizza's." Tony announced as he stood from his stool.
"Why don't we go upstairs and sit with everyone else, they're probably hungry and Blaise should be back soon."
"All right, let's head up then. J.A.R.V.I.S, put a call through for pizza."
"Certainly sir."
"J.A.R.V.I.S, has Blaise returned yet?" Harry asked the A.I
"Mr. Zabini has just entered the building, my sensors are also picking up Master Thor's arrival on the roof."
"Looks like we have a party going on. I may have to send someone out for more beer, Thor goes through more than is safe for us mere mortals." Tony said to Harry as the pair made their way up to the main room.
"Blaise is on his way up." Harry told Draco as he sat down next to the blonde.
"I think there is a storm brewing." Draco replied after he saw a flash of lightning streak across the sky.
"That's just Thor, J.A.R.V.I.S said his sensors were picking up his arrival on the roof." Harry pointed out.
The pair looked out the window in time to see the Asgardian in question land on the platform that Tony used for his Iron Man suit. Reading about the Demi-God and seeing him were two different things, his image lived up to the stories.
"We have a problem." Those were the first words to leave Blaise's mouth as he exited the elevator.
"What the problem?" Harry asked as he stood from his seat.
"I spoke with one of the Auror teams that have been keeping an eye on that warehouse we found. They've managed to record two conversations with the little bots you invented, one was about disposing of a problem they have and another was about sending two of their team to England to get leverage." Blaise explained.
"What? Shit, I need to call Ginny." Draco said in a panic as he picked his phone up and headed out of the room.
"Who is Ginny?" Bruce asked.
"Draco's wife, she's seven and a half months pregnant and on mandatory bed rest for the rest of the pregnancy. If anyone attacked their house she would be defenceless." Harry explained as he pulled his phone from his pocket to make a call to Ron.
"Do you have anyone that needs to be warned?" Pepper asked Blaise.
"My mum is in Paris now, travelling with my stepdad. Even I don't know where they are and considering that Mitch is an Unspeakable whoever went after them wouldn't have a snowball's chance in hell of getting at my mother." Blaise explained.
"What about Harry?" Steve asked.
"The only one's worth going after are his Godfather, Remus and his Godson, Teddy. This close to the full moon though would be a death wish for anyone."
Before anyone in the room could ask about the significance of the full moon, Draco came back into the room with a look of relief on his face.
"The twins are on their way around to the house now and Bill is getting off work early to set up some extra wards. Ginny is the youngest of seven, she's also the only girl so her six older brothers are very protective of her. They'll make sure she stays safe." Draco told the occupants of the room.
"You should have seen them gang up on Draco when he told them he wanted to marry their little sister. His face actually went paler than it usually is, I think Charlie scared him more with the threat of castration by Dragon." Harry told them.
The impromptu pizza party was in full swing once Thor had been introduced to the three wizards as well as brought up to speed on the prisoner.
Draco was fascinated by the Asgardian, especially with how he reacts to muggle beer. He would love to see the demi-god's reaction to Fire whiskey.
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Two days had passed since Harry and his team had officially introduced themselves to the Avengers. Hermione had arrived when planned and she spent a couple of hours couped up in Stark's work room going over everything her department had come up with so far.
Ron had tagged along with her after Ginny had reassured him that with the twins, as well as Charlie staying at her home, she would be safe. He had been in awe of the Avengers once Harry had explained about them all to him, even though he was married to Hermione he still wasn't all that interested in the muggle world. Though he had to admit that some of their stuff was quite intriguing.
Activity at the warehouse in Hell's Kitchen had ceased since the Avengers had put a stop to their burglary of Tony's warehouse and it looked as though they had cleaned out as much as they could.
With Tony's help in boosting the capabilities of the MPS, they could scan a wider radius in search for the other magical signatures they had picked up at the Stark warehouse. So far, they had been unable to find any of the signatures and their little font of information had run dry. He was due to be moved to a S.H.I.E.L.D facility by a couple of agents later that day, Harry had a sinking feeling that something big was going to happen. Things had been too quiet for too long for something not to happen.
On the plus side, Ginny had lasted another week without any more problems with her pregnancy. Mrs. Weasley was making sure that she was well entertained so she had no need to break the bed rest she was put on. Bill and Charlie took turns keeping an eye on the house while the twins kept an eye out and an ear open in Diagon Alley for any news of foreign wizard searching for anyone close to Harry Potter.
Harry was currently in the kitchen cooking up a mini breakfast feast for his team and the Avengers still present. Thor had gone off to see Jane and Natasha had been called into S.H.I.E.L.D the day before and had yet to return.
The only other person who was awake when he got up was Steve who was on his way out for his usual morning jog before the hustle and bustle of the city made it hard for him to go anywhere.
In the peace and quiet of the early morning, Harry found his thoughts wandering to the blonde super soldier. He had noticed the older man throwing furtive looks in his direction whenever he thought that Harry wasn't looking, the man needed to learn subtle.
"That smells fantastic."
Harry was so deep in thought that he didn't hear Bruce enter the kitchen which resulted in him jumping and knocking the currently full pan of bacon onto the floor. The oil in the pan splashed up onto his foot and Harry let out a manly shriek and started hopping around on his other foot trying to fan away the heat.
"Harry! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." Bruce exclaimed as he rushed to the young wizard to help him over to sit on one of the stools at the breakfast bar.
"Shit, that hurts."
"It's already starting to blister, I need to get a first aid kit." Bruce said as he took a close look at Harry's foot.
"Who needs a first aid kit?" Steve asked as he entered the kitchen, the confusion on his face grew when he saw the pan on the floor with bacon and oil splattered everywhere.
"Harry does, I startled him when I came in and he dropped the pan and the hot oil splashed onto his foot." Bruce explained.
"It's okay, Bruce. Just pass me my wand and I'll have this healed in a jiffy." Harry reassured the scientist.
"Right, wizard. I keep forgetting." Bruce said as he grabbed Harry's wand and handed it to him.
With a wave of his wand and a word muttered in Latin, Harry's foot was no longer red and blistered. Bruce watched in awe as the wound seemed to vanish within seconds, he was still fascinated whenever he saw one of the three wizards perform magic.
"That is a pretty handy thing to have." Steve said as he headed for the coffee pot to pour himself a cup.
"Healing spells are a necessity when you are in a war, there's no guarantee that someone with that skill will be close enough to heal you." Harry explained as he waived his wand over the mess on the floor.
"How skilled are you?" Bruce asked.
"I know a few basic spells needed for healing, I can replenish blood and heal minor injuries. I haven't quite mastered major healing, I can slow blood flow but I can't seal the wound." Harry explained as he placed fresh bacon into the now clean frying pan.
"Blaise is the one who has his mastery in healing, he had already started his apprenticeship at Hogwarts before we had graduated so it only stood to reason that he would become our team's medic for when we are in the field." Harry told them.
"You sound like a well-prepared team." Bruce observed.
"We need to be, we don't always get assignments like this. We've gone into some bad situations before, with even less knowledge than we had with this mission. Blaise even got shot by a muggle gun once, of course with it being muggle technology we had no idea how to treat the wound and the bullet was pretty close to his lung so we had to take him to a muggle hospital." Harry told them.
"What happened? How did you explain what had happened?" Steve asked.
"Once they had removed the bullet and stitched him up we had a group of Obliviator's come in and erase all evidence of us ever being there. Suffice to say we made sure to steer clear of muggle weapons."
"What is and Obliviator?" Bruce asked.
"They're witches and wizards who are trained in the use of memory charms, they're called in when magic is exposed to the muggles. They either modify or erase the memories of muggles who encounter magic." Blaise explained as he entered the kitchen just as Bruce asked his question.
"Do you get into trouble often?" Steve asked.
"Harry is a trouble magnet, wherever he goes, trouble is sure to follow." Blaise told them.
"Hey, it's not my fault. Instead of Murphy's Law it's Harry's Law. Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong." Harry defended.
"Harry has been injured more times than I can keep count."
"I don't get hurt on purpose, you know. I actually like not being in pain." Harry said as he placed the plate of bacon on the bench.
"What smells so good?" Tony asked as he stumbled into the kitchen, closely followed by Pepper.
"Harry made breakfast." Bruce told him.
"Nice."
"Help me get all these dishes out to the table?" Harry asked the group as he picked up a plate of eggs.
"How is this food still hot?" Tony asked as he picked up a plate of still hot toast.
"Heating charms." Harry replied as he walked back into the kitchen.
When the food was all on the table, the group sat down to eat. Clint and Draco joined the group five minutes into breakfast, the meal passed with more talk of the wizarding world and the various missions the boys had been sent on since their team had been formed. Clint found it funny that their first few missions involved babysitting diplomat's and various ministry VIP's.
Blaise was in the middle of telling them about the mission where he got shot, when Draco's mobile rang. Looking at the caller ID, he noticed that it was his homme number calling him. He was worried now, Ginny wasn't due to call him till that night.
"Hey Ginny, what's wrong?" Draco asked as he walked out of the dining room.
"It's me, Draco."
"Charlie? Why are you calling me? Where's Ginny?" Draco asked, panic starting to settle in.
"She's fine, she asked me to call you seeing as she's kind of preoccupied now."
"What is she doing? Why did she want you to call me?"
"Ginny went into labour last night, she didn't want anyone to tell you until the doctor knew for sure that it couldn't be stopped."
"She's having the baby?" Draco's panic rose as he started to pace the length of the living room.
"Don't worry, you still have plenty of time to get here. Kingsley had okayed a Portkey for you to use to get here. It should be arriving by owl post in the next few minutes, it will bring you straight to Grimmauld place where Bill will be waiting with a car to take you to the muggle hospital that Hermione's aunt works at." Charlie told his distraught brother-in-law.
"Okay, I better go and tell the others what's going on. Tell Ginny I'll be there soon." Draco told the other man before hanging up the phone and heading to the dining room to talk to his team.
"Who was on the phone?" Harry asked, he knew that Draco and Ginny always called each other at night.
"It was Charlie, Ginny's gone into labour. Kingsley has sent a Portkey that will get me to Grimmauld Place where Bill will be waiting." Draco told them.
"Oh wow, man that's awesome." Blaise said as he stood from his seat to shake his friends hand.
"Congratulations, is this your first child?" Pepper asked.
"No, we already have a little boy. He just turned three." Draco replied, a happy grin spreading across his face.
"Looks like your Portkey is here." Harry pointed out as an owl flew in through the window.
Draco relieved the owl of its burden and sent it on its way after feeding it a slice of bacon. He drank the last of his coffee then headed to his room to get dressed, he still had twenty minutes until the Portkey would activate. His excitement had sky rocketed, he couldn't wait to find out whether they were having a boy or a girl.
Once he was dressed and he had grabbed his wand, Draco headed back up to the main floor where everyone was still eating their breakfast.
"I'll see you guy's later, I won't stay too long." Draco said as he entered the dining room.
"It's fine, Draco. Take all the time you need, if we really need you then we'll get in contact. Spend time with your family, I'm sure they've missed you." Harry told the blonde.
"Good luck, man. I hope things all go well." Blaise added as he stood to shake his friends hand.
"I'll keep in contact, see you all later." Draco said just before the Portkey activated and took him back home.