Warnings: Mention of child abuse. Will be slash! Death. Denial. Sexual encounters. Maybe underage stuffs. Might be crappy plot (apologies). Um might add more later on….

AND AGAIN: X-Over between Avengers and Harry Potter; I shall semi stick to the plots. But I let my imagination take charge when I'm writing so no promises.

Chapter 2: Love and Water

Upon appearing within our home I broke down, clinging to my Papa as I sobbed out my heart. Being ignored and alone all year and losing Dad after just receiving him had hurt too much.

"Papa? Why can't anyone love me for me?" I wailed into his arms. "I'm - I'm ignored, hated. Now – now that I beat Vol - Voldemort no – no one wants me!" I sobbed. "I just want a friend."

Papa scooped me up. "I love you for you Cub. Now Pup let's have some tea and you can tell me everything." I nod against his neck and allow myself to be carried into Grimmuald kitchen. He keeps me on his hip as he calmly putters around, readying tea and biscuits.

We sat silently for quite a time. Finally gathering my 'Gryffindor courage' I spilled my soul. Telling Papa all about how I was abandoned – had no friends. About how much it hurt Dad was gone. I cried really hard as I spoke. He calmly drew me into his arms and held me tight, crying with me.

When we calmed down I had to ask. "Papa. What am I?" He blinked down at me confused. "I have two voices in my head. They say I'm their submissive. What creature am I?"

"Well Cub you could be quite a few different creatures with all the magical blood you have from all four of your parents. But we won't know until your birthday. Subs come into their inheritance on their 14th birthday." He explained.

I nodded back in understanding. "Papa, what are we doing this summer?" I asked softly.

"I'm taking you away. Far away Pup. And at the moment I don't know if I'm going to bring you back. There is a magic school where we are going if we end up staying, so you won't have to worry about school. Is that alright with you?" He whispers in my ear, tickling the sensitive appendage.

I giggle softly. "Of course Papa. It sounds wonderful! America right? The manor in California?" I ask him as solemnly as I can while he begins to slide his fingers up and down my sides. "S-s-stop! PAPA! Too much I give! I give!" I gasped through my laughter.

"Ah so the amazing Knight Cub yields to the mighty Werewolf?" he teased, grinning down at me.

I smirk up at him. "Never! You shall never take me alive!" I jump from his arms, tearing out of the room and up the stairs. His laughter follows me as he begins to stalk his prey. I lay in wait for him at the top of the stairs, a newly acquired bucket of water in hand. As he comes onto the landing and comes towards my hiding place I let out a strangled battle cry as I fling the water from the bucket onto him.

"ARGH! I'm melting! I'm melting!"

"Silly Papa, you're a werewolf not the wicked witch. Water doesn't melt you."

"Oh that's right. That means I can still get my Pup." He lunges, catching me up in his sopping arms.

"EW! Papa your wet! And now I'm wet! Papa!" I pout up at him.

He laughs. "Sorry Cub, forgot about how you don't like water. Too bad someone needs to bath anyway."

Immediately I begin to struggle. "No Papa! No! I'll be good, no bath! No please!" I sob, the fun time and atmosphere automatically gone.

"Oh little one." He sighs softly. "Shush, it'll be ok. I'll stay with you. No one will hurt you. No one will try to drown you ever again. Shush." I calm as best I can. No uncle Vernon here to shove me under the water. I'm okay. Papa has me. I need to get clean.

Yes you are fine little warrior. I am here for you as well. Your protector. Hush. Calm your heart. I relax as I listen to both Protector and Papa. Safe. I'm safe. Not alone. I'm okay.

Papa enters the bathroom where the tub is already filled. He quickly removes my clothing, murmuring sweet nothings the entire time. I shake as he lowers me into the water. His arms never leave me as he gently washes and scrubs me clean. At school he knows that I had only taken quick showers, the least amount of time in the water as I could.

"Pup are your dominates there?"

I nod softly. "Calm. Relaxing." I whisper.

"I'm sure they are. Can they hear me?" I nod again. "Ok, Cub's Doms this little boy was hurt, badly. You will need to be gentle, loving. If you hurt him I'll tear you apart. You WILL care for him."

"They say they understand Papa. They say they…they already love me." I look up at him, crystal droplets gathering in my emerald eyes. "Love me." I whisper to myself. All three smile tenderly at me.

"All done Pup. Let's get you to bed. We leave on an early plane tomorrow morning. To California." I nod sleepily, holding up my arms in demand to be picked up.

California? That's where we are squirt! Protector and I will come find you. What city?

"Papa what city? Snark says he and Protector are in California, they'll come find us." The hope and excitement was evident in my voice.

"Grover Beach. Our manor is in Grover Beach, California. Right on the beach Cub. We can build all the sand castles you want."

I smile sleepily at him. "M'kay Papa. Bed?"

He chuckles softly but takes me to my room, lying me in bed. He tucks me in before leaving.

We'll be there when you arrive little warrior. I will have Snark transport us there in his metal machine. Protector promises.

Car! It's a car Protector. C-A-R. Car! Not metal machine. Snark groans. I giggle softly.

Night Protector, Snark. Love you.