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Bloody hell!

Those words summarized everything inside Harry Potter's mind at that moment. He was found out. His saving-people-thing was a breath away from crossing the Statue of Secrecy. He couldn't explain that he was Harry Potter, a wizard, could he?

And Teddy. What should he do?

"Wait!" The American Flag shouted at the pretty lady. "He is not our enemy! He helped us!"

The lady didn't move, but her face was a tone down from the previous 'I am ready to kill you on your next breath' expression. Harry used that moment to apparate, but he could feel a sudden burn on his left shoulder.

Damn, he got shot.

He apparatedback into the building he had left Teddy at, clutching his shoulder. It was burning, but the aim, thankfully,had been a bit off and it just grazed his upper shoulder's skin and muscle. Harry was grateful for that. But knowing the lady, maybe she did it on purpose. Especially, since Harry was watching how she could accurately shoot a flying Alien between its eye.

Teddy was nowhere to be found.

"Teddy!" Harry started to panic. They needed to go, and with his current condition, they might be forced to leave using feet or muggle transportation. Harry wasn't sure of his own ability to apparate in his current condition. Bloody hell, if only he had bought that emergency portkey that came with the insurance offered by the American Ministry of Magic… Well, he couldn't blame himself could he? The Britain Wizarding World was not big on insurance or emergency—Hell, Harry wasn't sure what insurance was when that man in the black suit offered it to him.

"Teddy! Where are you? Teddy!" Harry shouted and moved around. His shoulder has stopped bleeding, and although Harry cast 'episkey' on his own shoulder, the bullet was still inside burning his skin. It made the spell ineffective. Harry kept casting the spell every five minutes though, since the spell stopped his bleeding. He needed to go to healer soon to take the muggle's bullet out.

"Point me Teddy!" Harry shouted, and the Elder wand showed a concrete pillar on his left. Harry followed, to find his godson hugging himself into a tight ball, and clearly was sobbing heavily.

"Teddy…" Harry whispered as he touched his godson,but the boy suddenly snapped and sunk his human teeth onto Harry's hand. Harry was shocked, pain spread through his arm but he let the boy bite him until Teddy was calm. It was not unusual for Teddy to act like a wolf whenever he felt scared (and Harry has experienced it a lot—although therewere no scars to prove it, since a healer was able to heal even the scars perfectly). The boy slowly gained his consciousness once he smelled the scent of his godfather's blood.

"Ha…harry…" Teddy sobbed and looked up. Harry couldn't help but smile. His godson still looked adorable and loveable even though his mouth was smeared with Harry's blood.

"Come, we are going home."

The boy nodded and grabbed Harry's hand tightly.

It was a mess, though. Harry bit his lips. His shoulder was begging for mercy from the pain. The road was filled with so many muggles—those panicking, those trying to help, and those who were unsure what to do. Harry winced everytime a muggle passed close byhim and would nudge his shoulder unintentionally—it was very painful.

He moved Teddy so that the boy held onto his other hand, and kept walking. The boy looked worriedly at his godfather, yet Harry smiled to him as if nothing was amiss. The boy bit his lips and walked silently next to his godfather. Well, mostly.

"Where are we going, Harry?" The boy asked for the fifth time in the last ten minutes.

"I am not sure Teddy. I can't apparate both of us now, without the risk of splinching."

Teddy bit his lips.

"Calm down." Harry smiled to his godson. "You will be fine soon."

"It's not me!" Teddy shouted. "It's you! You are bleeding!"

Harry sighed and everything finally just caught up with him. Suddenly, he felt as if his back was cold and his face was flushed with cold sweat. His body started to shake, rejecting the bullet and his magic started to show a significant depletion from the continuous strenuous use.

Harry wanted to say it was alright, but his own body wouldn't listen and he fell unconscious on the honest-to-Merlin cold asphalt.

Before he closed his eyes for good, he saw a glimpse of American Flag again.

Well, it might be just an illusion, after all.

Teddy could do nothing but watch as Harry fell onto the road, unconscious, though when the suddenness of the event wore off, he started to scream.

Steve Rogers watched as the stranger's eyes fluttered open. To be honest, the stranger was quite… beautiful. It was an unusual word to explain a man, but Steve couldn't explain it better with other words. He wanted to draw the man, then and there. He shook his head. No, he needed to focus. He was shocked when the man was suddenly gone and Natasha took a shot—though he wasn't sure which shocked him more.

Clint then spoke out, "He… He disappeared. Is he a humanoid Chitauris or what? Thor?"

The God was unsure as well. In the end, after they managed to secure Loki under Fury's men, the rest of the Avenger turned to him, Steve, with questions.

And honest to God, he knew nothing about the man. True, he spoke to the man and his son. True, he asked the man to evacuate. True, he showed the man a building 'over there' because he wasn't sure. But he wasn't expecting the man to disappear straight away. Like an illusion. And then to re-appear, without his son, at their back, sighing in relief when Tony opened his eyes and screamed "Shawarma!"

In the end, they decided that the man must be human, and the first place to search was around 'that building' Steve pointed at. They began to search (despite their tiredness of before—really, all of them suddenly have a new burst of energy—even Tony) and went to the building.

It was almost half an hour after they search that they found the man walking with his son, amongst the chaotic street. Ambulance and paramedics were all over the places, people screaming and trying to overcome their panic, and the colourful Avenger did little to ease their stressing minds. But when they had gottenvery close to the man, he suddenly collapsed to the ground and his son cried out so loud, calling a name.

"Harry!"

That must be his name, Steve noted inside his head. He quickly went over to the kid, and grabbed the boy's shoulder, onlyto be bitten by the child. Steve was shocked; but his hand was covered with the special fiber gloves (which he wasn't sure what it was made of—it was one of the thing Tony always jested him about), so luckily those sharp teeth didn't sink into his bare hand.

"Calm down, please. I am here to help."

The boy looked at him, distrustful and to be honest, scared Steve. The boy's look could only be described as 'feral'. Luckily Natasha saved the day by slowly explaining things to the boy. Steve had never known that Natasha had that motherly tone in her—or maybe she was just acting like she always did.

In the end, they managed to convince the boy and took 'Harry' with them—and Steve got the honour of carrying the man back to the Tower. 'Harry' was very light—or maybe Steve forgot his superpower (he could easily carry 100 kgs if he wanted to).Tony took the child with him—leaving all his team members wondering whether it was a good idea to do so—but surprisingly, Tony was good with the boy. Steve snorted (and he would never admit that) and he just knew it was because Tony was still a child himself. A child with goatee.

After getting back to base, S.H.I.E.L.D. treated the injured members. Thor went to watch Loki's interrogation, while Bruce and the assassin duo went to their own respective rooms for bath and self-grooming. Meanwhile, only Steve and Tony stayed in the room, watching as the kid sobbed beside his father's bed.

They had asked the boy about what happened; but the boy refused to answer anything, pretending he didn't hear as he buried himself on his father's chest. It would be a touching scene, if it weren't for Tony who sneezed and snorted into a handkerchief. Steve honestly didn't understand why Tony wasthe way he was. He remembered Howard Stark being a very honourable man.

It had also been very interesting to note that the bullet inside 'Harry's' shoulder was covered in an airtight, glass like bubble, and his body was mending the injury around those protective bubbles. The paramedics easily extracted the bullet and stitched his shoulder back up, and throughout the operation Harry didn't oncewake up even though they operated without anesthetic.

Now, a day later, 'Harry' should be wakingup any moment now. And he did.

"Harry!" The boy sobbed in relief when he saw his father opened his eyes.

Steve wondered at the length of those eyelashes.

"Teddy." The man coughed dryly. The boy buried himself deeper on the man's chestand Steve turned to Tony for any signal of how to approach the situation.

Suddenly 'Harry' spoke out. "American Flag… where are we?"

Tony started laughing so hard at that,while Steve grimaced and replied.

"We are in S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters."

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