Disclaimer: I am in no possession or will I ever be in possession of the works named, Harry Potter nor do I own the Marvel Universe. I just own the plot behind this.

Thank-you again to all those who have reviewed, it's kind of heart-warming and very scary for me to read these reviews because of the amount of them and I'm afraid of people being rude about the story.

To the people how are guests and reviewing, thanks. To Mia, Hermione's mothers name is Carina Herope. Carina is a constellation. I looked into this because I know people would pick up on it. And she's Sirus cousin through his mother's side of the family. Carina's father is the uncle to Sirus. Just to clear it up. . /~dolan/constellations/constellation_ this is the website I got the name from. I picked the less obscure one.

Also big shout-out to Comic Critic for PMing me suggestions and letting me bouncing ideas from. Also just to tell everyone, RON AND HERMIONE WILL NOT BE A THING. They are friends and nothing more.

Thank-you to peston26, angel897, Comic Critic, Belieber Twihard, Emma3mikan, mickey666666, guest and the guest Opal for reviewing the first official chapter of this story. And to the guest, Mia for reviewing on the backstory chapter.

Also thank-you to all you mad people who have favourited this story and are following it. Nearly 60 people are following this and it only has one proper chapter posted. That is insane. And there's nearly 30 people who have favourited this. (PS this was seen in the early hours of 18/06/2015 GB time)

This chapter is going to be the 'introduction' of the avenger side. The timeline may vary on this story, because remember it's more of a one-shot type thing than an actual novel.


6 Year Old HPOV:

"Hermione, hold onto my hand sweetie." Daddy told me, with his hand outstretched to me- that I kept slipping mine from.

"But daddy, you're a boy and have cooties." I complained.

"I know honey, but you need to hold my hand so that I don't lose you. Remember what happened in the grocery store when you ran to the toys, and got lost and couldn't find me?" He asked me and I nodded my head, "well we don't want that happening again. So if you hold my hand until we get in, you can get rid of all the cooties you want. But only once we're in. What do you say?" He kneeled down to my height and held out his hand for me to shake.

I put my little hand into his big one and we shook it and then processed to do our secret handshake. (AN: if you have seen Parent Trap w/ Linsey Lohan in it and she does the handshake w/her butler that's what they are doing) I held onto his hand and we walked in through the big automatic doors and there was a woman behind a table on her computer with a headset on. Dad and I walked over to her.

"Hello, welcome to Stark Tower. How may I help you?" the lady asked not looking up from her screen.

"Hi, I'm Bruce Banner and this is my daughter Hermione, Tony asked me to come by today." Dad told the lady.

"Oh, sorry Mr Banner. I was doing the emails. I will notify Mr Stark of you arrival. He is waiting in the penthouse, just go into the elevator and press the button and it should bring you straight up." The lady apologised and we walked over to the lift and pressed the button and we went up.

When we got to the top, the doors opened and Tony was standing close to the door. "Hey Bruce and little girl with you?" Tony questioned slowly to dad.

"Hi Tony, this here is my daughter Hermione. She'll be staying with me if I stay here." Dad explained.

"Well, hello Hermione. I'm Tony Stark." He said and held out his hand for me to shake. I stood and stared at it then turned to daddy, and pulled on his sleeved to come down to my height.

"Daddy he has cooties." I whispered into his ear.

"I know sweetie, but it's polite to shake hands when you meet people." He told me.

"Don't worry. My cooties were washed away this morning." Tony told me.

"Really? Daddy why can't you do that?" I asked him.

I could see daddy giving Tony a look, "Yeah daddy, why can't you wash your cooties?" Tony asked him.

"Mine can't be washed off because, if I do I come for little girls with brown eyes and tickle them." Daddy said and began to tickle me, and I tried to run away from because I don't like being tickled but he lifted me off my feet and began tickling me harder.

"Daddy stop! I'm going to pee myself!" I cried out in amongst my bouts of laughter – he quickly set me on the ground again after that.

"Now that the introductions are over, why don't I give you a tour of tower?" Tony asked, clapping his hands together and rubbing them.

"Okay." I said and grabbed onto daddy's hand, and we walked behind Tony whilst he showed us around his 'tower'.


Eight Year Old HPOV:

"Daddy, why do you need to go away?" I asked him while I sat on his bed watching him pack a bag with his clothes to bring with him to Africa.

"Because I'm a doctor, and I have been asked to go to Africa to check on the children there to see if there is anything I can contribute to finding a vaccine to a virus that is taking over the children immune systems. You want me to help children like you don't you?" daddy explained to me.

"Yes I do, just not if you're going to leave me or when I can't go with you." I told him, 'huffing' as he would call it.

"I don't like being away from you either Mia, but I need to so because it's my job and it provides me with money to look after you. Plus your Uncle Tony misses you and you miss him too." Daddy told me, looking at me in the eye so I knew he was being very serious at the moment and that I needed to calm down.

"I know daddy and I do miss him, but I'm just afraid that you will find a little girl over in Africa better than me and leave me. Or worse, go to the angels." I told him, standing on his bed and walking over to him and giving him a hug, burying my face into his neck.

"Oh honey, why didn't you tell me that in the first place? I won't ever leave you, don't you worry a thing about it." He told me and gave me a kiss on my cheek.

"I'm going to miss you daddy." I told him, putting my face right in front of his.

He rubbed his nose against mine, "As will I, Mia." He said and kissed my nose, and I giggled and scrunched up my nose as his kiss had tickled it.

"Your face will stay like that you know." Daddy told me and went back to packing.

*later on at Tony's house in Malibu*

Daddy drove his car to Uncle Tony's house, because I was staying with him for a week. Daddy was leaving his car here and was getting Uncle Tony's driver and Head of Security to drive daddy to the airport. Daddy parked his car at the front of Uncle Tony's house and Uncle Tony walked out and I swung open my car door and ran over to him and he held out his arms for a hug which I jumped into and he swung me around.

"Hi Uncle Tony." I said whenever he placed me on the ground again.

"Hey butter fingers, how's you?" he said and ruffled my hair.

"I'm good, gonna miss daddy though." I told him.

"Yeah, but don't worry we'll be doing a lot of things and you can ring your dad at night and say your goodnights to him." He told me.

"Hey Tony. You have the list of numbers and a copy of her passport, don't bring her to dangerous countries, avoid countries that you have annoyed and please do not create a suit for her or let her fly around in or with your suit." Daddy told Uncle Tony sternly.

"No blow-out I won't. We might go to somewhere in America like Disney World or whatever. I won't let her in the suit, because she is not the size for it and she will be with me most of the time. And Pepper and JARVIS will help me out in a crisis. I got it all daddy Bruce." Uncle Tony said jokingly. We were going to get into so much trouble with dad gone. I could already tell.


Eleven Year Old HPOV:
*Christmas with Tony, Pepper, Bruce and Hermione*

"So Hermione how do you like your new school?" Aunt Pepper asked me.

"It's different. They make me say somethings like food and objects to see how I say words compared to them saying it." I told her, eating some of the Christmas dinner.

"Have you made any friends?" Uncle Tony asked me.

"Yeah, I've become with two boys, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. It took a while to make friends because I was the 'foreign' girl because they are all English or Irish and I'm American. There has been some of the people that are hostile to me because of it, but I really like the friends that I have made." I explained to them, cutting out that the reason they don't like me is because my mother was a squib and my father is a muggle and that the other reason they don't like me is because I'm really smart.

"Well that's nice sweetie, but if these people that don't like you start anything, just contact me and I'll fly over there and sort them out." Uncle Tony told me.

"I'll keep you to that Uncle Tony." I told him smiling at him.

"You will not be flying half way across the world to 'sort out' children." Aunt Pepper scolded Uncle Tony and then turned to my direction and said, "But if they get out of hand Hermione, notify a teacher. They should sort it out."

"At least you're enjoying yourself Hermione, that's all I'm worried about." Dad told me.

"No, I really like it. The classes are really interesting and very challenging, and they have a different curriculum over in England, and I'm doing better than the kids that have been in that curriculum since they were old enough for school." I told the three.

We ate the rest of the dinner and then opened the Christmas presents.

*few days later*

"So, you coming to New York in the summer?" Uncle Tony asked me when dad and I were getting ready to leave his Malibu home to go to our own house.

"Yeah sure that'll be fun. I'll redecorate my room there and we can hang out like old times." I told him and gave him a hug.

"You're getting tall. Please shrink down to when you were six again." He told me as I nearly came to the height of his shoulder.

"Maybe you're the one shrinking Uncle Tony." I told him, releasing the hug.

"You be careful in school, you here?" he told me, giving a kiss on my forehead.

"I'll try but no promises Uncle." I told him and hopped into dads car and waved to Uncle Tony and Aunt Pepper as we drove away from their home.


Fourteen Year Old HPOV:

Crap, crap, crap double crap. I really messed up big time. I've been over at Uncle Tony's house/tower in New York since the second week of July and its now coming up to August and I'll be going over to England again to go to the Weasley's to join them for the Quidditch World Cup final that Mr Weasley had obtained tickets for through his work at the Ministry.

The reason I'm having a melt down? I was practising a simple spell from one of my books and Uncle Tony saw me. I keep my door open in his house and I knew that he and dad were going to be in the lab for a large amount of the day so I decided to get some spell practise in because no one would see me but I didn't hear Uncle Tony come up until it was too late and I heard his gasp as he had seen me use the 'Accio' spell and one of my books come flying into my hands.

Uncle Tony just stands there looking at me, with my wand out. "H-h-have you always been able to do that?" he stuttered asking me.

"Yes." I said with my head hanging down, staring at my shoes.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked no emotion in his voice.

"I was only allowed to tell dad. I wanted to tell you but I'm not allowed to expose myself to muggles." I told him.

"So what did I just witness?" He asked me, I could hear the annoyed/confused tone in his voice.

"I'm a witch Uncle Tony. My birth mother was a Squib, someone that comes from a magical family but has no magic of their own and dad is a muggle, a non-magical person. Through the Herope family I am a witch, this is common in the wizarding world. To those in the magical world I am known as a muggle-born witch. The boarding school that I go to is called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the reason I go to that one and not one here, because technically I'm half British and my name has been down since I was born. I'm really sorry I didn't tell you Uncle Tony, but there is a law in the wizarding world that prevents me of telling everyone that I am a witch." I explained to him.

"Oh, okay." Uncle Tony said, more to himself, "wait what?" he spun around and looked down to me.

"I told you Uncle T, I'm a witch. I couldn't tell you-" I started to say, but he cut me off.

"Yeah, I know you weren't allowed to tell me because I am a moggle or whatever. I just need to get my head around this, okay kid." Uncle Tony told me, talking with his hands to me.

"You can't tell anyone Uncle T. Promise?" I sternly told him, pointing my finger at him and then holding up my pinkie. He intertwined our pinkies together and we brought our arms down, locking our pinkies in place.

"I promise Hermes." He told me, and pulled me into a hug.


Eighteen Year Old Hermione Tony POV:

I was working on upgrading the armour on one of my latest suites and helping Bruce with his algorithm for a new compound material to help the Avengers.

"Hey Bruce?" I called out to him, whilst rearranging some of the components on the hologram of the suite.

"Yes Tony?" He answered back, turning around from the screen he was working on.

"Where's Hermes? Any sign of her?" I asked him, worried about my niece.

"Well, she was invited to the Weasley's eldest son's wedding at the end of July then she was going to stay with them until school started for her. But I haven't got one letter from her." Bruce told me, with a solemn expression on his face.

"That's not like her. You've heard nothing? Nothing happened before she left?" I asked her, getting anxious about Hermes safety, you see Hermione would get Bruce a letter every two weeks or at least once a month and when she was over in England without him, she would write once a week, so it's really strange and unlike her to not have written a single letter, to her dad or to me.

"There has been next to no communication between us and she doesn't like to bring any electronics with her to England because she knows it doesn't work in her school. And we didn't have any fights before she went away, she just told me to be careful and not to worry so much about her being away by herself. But she left in the third week in July and its October now and there's no way for us to get in contact with her now." Bruce told me, looking down at his lap.

"Oh, I'm sure she's just taking after her old man and is so into her work that she's forgotten to write." I told him trying to reassure both Bruce and myself. This isn't the first time that Hermione has forgotten to write over an extended amount of time.

"I just hope she's okay whatever she's doing." Bruce told me and spun his chair back to facing his screen.

"Yeah, you and me both." I mumbled to myself.


Yay! Another chapter! Sorry that it's a bit later than I anticipated, but recently I have gotten into American Horror Story and I've been trying to get caught up on it and I haven't really been feeling like writing. Can the people that keep telling me to continue writing, hold up please. Of course I will continue to write this, I haven't left this story in the dust but I have come up with a picture in my head of a new story idea but I don't know if I'll put it into writing or not because it's an American Horror Story one and even though it would be set in the first season I want to watch the rest of the seasons before I even think of going through with it.

PM me if you have suggestions of the chapters or review please. Sorry for my rant in the beginning part, at the time I had read it and just wrote what I thought. And now that I have written this chapter, there has been over 60 follows and over 30 favourites (last checked at 3.47am 24/06/15 UK time) I like that people are reviewing and liking this story, please continue.

Signing out,

Emma X

P.S the next chapter may be a while because I get my results soon, quick I know (Well I don't do any exams), and I also have a blog that I update the first and last Sundays of the month so that will be taking up time and my brother gets married at the end of July and I'm a bridesmaid so that will be taking time out as well. Do not harass me with chapter updates because as I have said before this is a hobby.