A little mischief never hurt anybody - Redo

Disclaimer: I own neither the avengers nor Harry Potter

Summary: Harry had won the war but at a terrible price, he is now the only person left in existence, with his friends and family all gone he takes his own life to join them and finally be at peace, however death has other plans for his master.

Chapter two

I apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes. Also, from now on all stories will be at least 1,000 words or more.

People's thoughts

~Deaths thoughts~

~Parseltongue~

(Harry's POV)

Just ignore him Harry, he'll get bored and go away… eventually.

~Thatsss very unlikely massster ssssso you might assss well pay attention to me!~

Great, now he can hear my thoughts.

~Yup jussst like you can read mine, and anyone elssssessss you fancy reading.~

"... Joy."

~Like oh my gossh he'sss speaking to me! Thisss iss causse for celebration!~

Turning to glare at the snake form of Death, Harry raised eyebrows in shock.

Thank God he's gone.

Turning around he jumped as he found himself facing Death

"There is no God!.. Or is there? duh duh DUH!"

"... What is wrong with you?"

Death stared seriously at Harry, before looking of in the distance, a look of contemplation on his face.

"Many things Harry… Many things."

"... Riiight… Well I'm gonna go now…"

"OK then, FYI, be aware of secret agents and their hero puppets, hahaha."

And with that Death vanished, leaving Harry in peace…

Wait… was he drinking champagne?

~why yes… yes I was~

(Avengers POV)

"So… this powerful kid… is Loki?" Stark looked around at everyone else in the room then back to Fury, "You sure? Something tells me that Loki wouldn't be-age himself… It would make him seem vulnerable."

"Maybe that's what he wants," Everyone turned to face Natasha as she voiced her opinion, "For his enemies to underestimate him."

Fury nodded his head as he walked around the circular table.

"Could be… though there is always a chance that this isn't actually Loki."

Thor gave Fury a confused look.

"What do you mean? It looks exactly like him."

"Thats not completely true though is it… look at his eyes."

After Fury received a few more confused glances, he waited for one of them to notice. He didn't have to wait long as stark cried out 'Ha!'

"There emerald green, not those icy blue."

Everyones faces let up in realization, all except Thor, who just continued to look confused.

"What are you talking about… Loki's eyes are green… not blue."

It was Barton who replied this time, "Yes they are, like when… when I was put under mind control and my eyes were that... blue."

Thor looked around at everyone, his expression thoughtful, "You don't suppose that maybe…"

He let his sentence trail off, he knew his brother well, and while he may be a trickster, what he has done is not something he would usually do, and his eyes, he knew what their colour was, he grew up with him, how could he possibly forget… however he was certain that they were more of a forest green then emerald… maybe it depends on the lighting?

Thor glanced around once more at his fellow midgardian friends.

"I know my brother and what he looks like, we have grown up together, I think I would know what colour his eyes are, and his eyes are green."

Captain America looked over at Fury, "You don't suppose that even Loki may of been possessed by the specter too?"

"That maybe the case, however we do not know if he is still under its influence, or the influence of the greater force that's at hand here."

"You mean.. you think there more?"

Stark rolled his eyes at the captains obliviousness, "Well duh, you think even if Loki wasn't possessed that those 'worms' would have followed his orders? I don't think so… No… Fury's right… there's more going on here."

(Death's POV… Warning: This bit is… well its just weird)

{This is based on the song 'A thousand miles'}

~Ssslithering my way downtown, hissing now, people ssscream and I'm home bound~

(~Hisses tune~)

~Ssscaring people now, as I slither my way, slither my way through the to-ow-ow-owwn~

(~Hisses tune~)

~And I can ssmell it, fat and juicy! That giant chick-en, and if I could just, sneak in your cage, and take one bite-

"AAAHHHHH SNAKE!"

~Woah watch it lady I'm singin here!~

"Someone kill it!"

Death shot the man who dare order his death a glare.

~You can't kill me I AM Death, I kill yo- *muffled mumbling* Ofth my face!~

(Harry's POV)

Harry was torn between smashing his head against the wall after witnessing Death singing or exploring the new world he was on, opting for the later, Harry decided that first thing he was going to do, was to look around the shops.

He could tell the little difference between his world and this, of course many things were the same, but he could tell some differences, though, for all he knew some things may have been the same, he never spent that much time in the muggle world, he never felt he belonged there, of course this wasn't helped by the way he was treated by his 'family', but he felt more at home in the wizarding world, even with Lord Voldemort out for his blood, there was no place he would rather be.

He felt sadness begin to rise in him as he realised he would never be able to experience the same magic again, there would be no magic shops he could go to, like where he and his friends would go to buy their school supplies, no magic sweet or joke stores, his magic won't be the same without his friends… maybe he could ask Death if he had any magic books or objects from Harry's world that he could have, or any item that Harry used to have, like his magic photo album, that had his friends and his parents inside, the thought of not having it made a lump rise in his throat.

Walking past a small pastry shop he couldn't help but moan at the smells emanating from it, if only he actually had money to buy anything.

~Oh but you do! Do you really think I would leave my master to roam the streets all cold and hungry, oh nonononononono, you have a home a bank account and everything.~

Harry jumped as Deaths voice began speaking in his head, when Death finished his features had shifted into a soft frown.

Why didn't you tell me this earlier?

~You never asked. ;) ~

… Did you just… send a winky face in my head?

~Yup :D~

… Could you stop…

~Only if you buy me a pastry!~

Urgh fine!

A/N: Death is supposed to be a little... weird ok? You'll find out why soon enough.

I don't think this was much, if any, changes in this chapter, perhaps a few corrected spelling mistakes here and there.

~Crow