Chapter 2: Welcome to Freedom
Harry ran a hand through his gravity defying hair. This was it. The train stood right in front of him. Freedom.
He missed his old friends dearly, the pranks he played with both Tony and Loki, Thor's loud voice that told of stories that could be considered bed time stories, which reminded him of the childhood he never had, Bruce's kind heart and soft conversations, Steve's goodhearted nature, hell even Phil, and especially the nights he spent with Natasha on the roof of Avengers Tower, just her and the wind whipping through his hair.
He only got his memories back when he was ten. His aunt and uncle paid him no mind while he was in that damn cupboard with his memories flooding back to him. He never let it slip that his personality changed. He never told anyone about the powers that he apparently had. That was all rookie training, never to let a secret slip into the hands of the enemy.
Now, here he was in front of the thing that would whisk him away from his abusive family. He smiled, a very rare thing now that he remembered his lost friends. He didn't remember how he died, but what he did remember was all of his friends embracing and waiting for the end.
He stepped onto the train, not knowing that his friends weren't as far as he thought.
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Ron looked up at his mother, she was currently hurrying them on the train. He sighed, this was going to be interesting, he knew it. Ginny had a sad expression on her face, she didn't want her brothers to go, she would be left alone with her mother wile the others were going to learn magic. Something she had been wanting to do ever since she could talk.
Back in his old life, he was never lonely. That was something that came with being prince of Asgard. Here he was alone, without any friends whatsoever and it hurt.
He missed his brother Loki, none of his brothers could replace him, even Fred and George (Though he swore the two of them worshiped Loki), he missed the good captain, the man of iron, the noble archer, the deadly widow, the kind doctor, and especially Jane. Jane Foster the smartest woman he ever met, the only one he would be willing to love and marry, but she was gone, like the rest of them.
He climbed on to the train, not expecting that company he was very familiar of were waiting for him, not knowing one another, but at the same time knowing each other completely.
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Hermione saw her parents waving to her and she smiled at them, they were her parents after all.
She remembered how she was the friendless one at school. She didn't have anyone, because it would feel wrong. Wrong in the sense that, it would feel like betraying her true friends. Her friends were an extravagant bunch, but she wouldn't give up on them... ever.
She remembered the things like working in the labs with Bruce and Tony, the happy conversation with Loki after they found out the truth behind his actions, Steve's compassion to help all living things, her and Natasha keeping the boys in check after they did something crazy, and most all she remembered Thor. Thor was her boyfriend, for lack of a better word. He was there for her when he decided he would live the rest of his life with her on Midgard. He was hers, and she loved his labrador-like personality, with his happy grin that seemed to brighten a room no matter how dark.
She gracefully boarded the train, not knowing she would see that same smile soon.
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Draco kept his neutral expression on his face, so that no one could see the triumphant smirk that came with getting freedom from his parents. He loved his mother, no matter how withdrawn she seemed, but his father on the other hand he hated with a passion. The crimes he committed were horrible and they clashed badly with his hero complex. He knew even before his memories of his past life were regained that his father was an evil asshole. Draco's obsession with technology never went away, he just occupied that with studying everything about so called 'magic'. He knew that magic didn't exist, Loki even confirmed that for him.
His itching to build a suit was bad. Luckily he had Severus Snape who he told that he wanted to at least have some form of tech. Severus was surprised to hear that a pureblood who had been discouraged from ever touching anything relatively muggle was asking that he get him something to at least tamper with, he agreed and got him a late birthday present in secret. He would be forever grateful for the full toolbox, scrap metal, and hundreds of wires Severus gave him.
Memories of friends reminded him that he couldn't be completely happy, but he could damn well try. The countless times he was in the lab with his Science Bro Bruce, the times when he would prank the other members with Loki and Clint, times when he would banter with Steve, every time he tried to get into a liquor contest with Thor, the times he was yelled at by Natasha and Pepper... especially Pepper. He would never forget Virginia 'Pepper' Potts. She was amazing, fiery temper and all. The fact she was even able to put up with him was a miracle in it's own right.
Now here he was, going to a school for something that doesn't technically exist. What he didn't know however, was the small fact he would see that fiery passion soon enough.
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Neville pulled on his tie a little bit. The irony in the situation was hilarious. Here he was, afraid to go to a school when he signed up for the war like it was as easy as babysitting kittens. He supposed it might have been because, unlike the war, here he didn't have the Howling Commandos.
He was in a slightly familiar situation. That one guy who lived in olden days because he happened to be frozen for 70 years, but this time around he didn't have to adjust. He was a pureblood. He was born into a family where they were well off. He didn't have his parents back in his other life, and he didn't have his parents here either.
He missed them all so much. Not his parents, his friends. Here he didn't have friends, he was just small, stuttering, Neville Longbottom. No Super Soldier Serum here. Hopefully he would make friends at Hogwarts, but nothing would be the same.
He longed to see them all. Tony and Bruce, the Science Bros, Thor who had a happy personality and could brighten a room just by being in it, Loki, who wasn't actually bad at all, just conflicted. Natasha, the woman he went against the norm and stereotypes given to her. Clint and his mischievous and head-in-the-clouds personality.
He didn't realize that the world and his friends might need him again soon.
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Fred and George were, as always planning a prank. It was normal, because it kept their minds off of their lost friends. They had each other, yes, but what was the point of company when it was yourself?
Sadly, when he died his soul was split after all the tampering from the Tesseract. That left him as he was today, twins who shared the same mind, but with different bodies. It was how they knew what the other was going to say. If one died, the other would follow. It was as simple as that. No matter how much they pranked, it would always leave them with a hollow feeling.
They wished to see them all again, not to be stuck with occupying themselves to the point of insanity. They knew what losing your sanity felt like, and it wasn't a happy experience.
The ever so sly Tony, the fellow prankster Clint, the calm and quite Bruce, the caring Steve, the fierce Natasha, and his brother. Thor. A long time ago that very name would sound bitter coming from him, but now it was filled with love and a slight teasing tone. Brothers. That was what they were before he found out his true lineage, that was what they still were, no questions asked.
Even if they didn't know it, he would find his brother, as a brother.
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Boarding the train was a funny experience really. For some odd reason they were all drawn to the same compartment. Ah well, it couldn't mean anything... could it?
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Yes! I've been wanting to write this chapter since the day I thought of it! (Bout a month ago)
I realize that I didn't add Natasha and Bruce.
You might have guessed who they are, but I won't tell til' they show up. *Cough* Second Year *Cough*
Next chapter will be the train.
Stay Hyper!- RemmySpectre