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Chapter 16

Harry watched as several more Slytherins were loaded into the remaining Quinjet, unconscious, like most of the others. Some of them had almost been funny to watch, like the look on Zabini's face when the curses he had thrown bounced of Cap's shield, as he continued to calmly walk forward, the teen had continued casting until Cap was able to just simply reach out and pluck the wand out of his fingers.

Others had been much more pathetic, like when Crabbe tried to hit Tony only for his hand to break against the faceplate that snapped shut before he could make contact.

Pansy had even tried her luck against Natasha, only to be knocked unconscious by her Widow's Bite before her wand was fully grasped.

"Is that the last of them?" he asked, feeling impatient.

Steve nodded. "That's it, Ms. Pomfrey has made sure they were all given a dose of sleeping draught just in case. I will go along to watch them." He turned his gaze from the remaining bodies being placed in the jet. "I know you're anxious to help your friend, as soon as they are on their way you will be able to go with them and plan things."

Harry took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. "You're right, I can't keep charging in without thinking…" He looked down at his hands. "That cost Sirius his life..."

Steve cut him off. "Harry thinking like that isn't going to help anything. You tried your best to get help, you tried to talk to your professors, and even tried to contact Sirius directly. There is enough fault there to pass around… probably more than a small amount of that can be laid at the hands of Snape."

Harry looked at him, the question he had evident on his face. "Harry, how long did it take for you to fly to London?"

Understanding dawned across his face, "Almost three hours…" he growled.

Steve nodded. "That's faster than I would have thought... but still more than enough time for him to contact someone… But now is not the time to think about that," he said pulling the man's attention back to him. "We can deal with him later."

Harry took another breath, and nodded. "Alright Steve, I understand. Luna now, Snape later."

"Good," the man said. "Tony is going to stay here with Bruce until I get back, just in case. You two could stay with them... Instead of checking out the manor house... "

Harry shook his head. "We need to be there… if something was to happen before you can get there, she doesn't know or trust any of you... and I don't know if she would recognize Hermione now... Though she may... that girl is full of surprises."

Steve nodded. "If that happens fine, but you need to remember we will be better off if we do this as a team."

A lone figure stood perched on a ledge overlooking the manor house. Bow held loosely in his hand, Clint keyed his mike as he adjusted his high-tech goggles. "Looks like it's still all quiet, everyone in position?"

Several "Yes" answers came over his ear piece.

"Alright, Tony you ring the bell, while the big guy and Hermione knock. On my mark."

Lucius Malfoy sat bolt upright in his bed as the wards flared, not only sending a jolt through him but also setting the gong alarm in the main hallway of Malfoy Manor into a constant crash of sound. His eyes widened in horror, whatever had happened had caused the perimeter wards to come crashing down all at once.

His home was defenseless!

"Narcissa!" he bellowed, as he threw back the covers and grabbed for his wand. Before he reached his bedroom door the manor shuddered, as if impacted by some tremendous force, accompanied by the sound of an explosion and a thunderous bestial roar.

'Has one of the giants found its way here?' he thought jerking the door open, as the door across from his did likewise.

"Lucius? What's happening!" demanded his wife, as she strode into the hallway wand in hand.

"I don't know!" he said. "Find your sister! Whatever it is, we end it now!" he snarled, and stormed down the hallway.

Narcissa's eyes followed him for a moment, as he headed into the rising dust coming from the stairwell. She knew full well where her sister was, in her room in the other wing of the home… entertaining. She shuddered at the thought, but she did as she was bid, and started making her way there, pulling her robe closed around her.

Harry ran, keeping pace with Cap, and watched as a blur of gold and crimson passed them both and made its way toward the back of the manor. "Merlin! She's fast!"

Cap chuckled. "Seem's she hasn't lost a step in all of these years…" he said shaking his head. "No time for that right now, focus on the mission."

Harry nodded as Cap spoke again. "I want you under that cloak of yours before we are inside, then keep behind us and guard our backs. All of their attention should be towards the front of the building, so we'll stay away from the sounds of battle, go room by room, going down first if we can. Once we find your friend, we get her out."

Harry nodded again, reaching towards his back and the larger pouch hidden there by his coat, pulling out a silvery liquid garment. "Right, I'll yell if I see anything."

Lucius skidded to a halt at the top of the now missing staircase, eyes wide at the scene below. The entire wall, at least twenty feet high and twice that wide, was simply missing from his family's home, and in the center of his polished granite entryway stood a pair of green colored trolls.

The male, there was no missing that, the monster stood dressed only in what appeared to be some form of purple breeches, was hoisting an impossibly large hunk of what had once been his grand staircase high above its head, only to throw it toward the wall where the female seemed to be pointing.

He watched mouth agape as the chunk of staircase smashed through the wall leading into the reception room, scattering more stone and crushing his banquet table.

The female troll spoke. "Not bad… distance could have been better. This time let's see if you can get the next hunk out of the house. What do you say Hulk?"

The male troll gave her a vicious smile. "SMASH!" And grabbed the next chunk.

Tony chuckled at what was coming over the coms as JARVIS spoke. "Sir, I have finished mapping the mansion. There are seven other heat sources inside, one has just entered the area, upstairs, where Ms. Hermione and Dr. Banner are at present. One is moving away from that same area toward the south wing. Three of the remaining signatures are coming from the south wing, one headed toward the back staircase, and two are in the basement."

Tony glanced at the now complete wireframe of the building. "Cap you have incoming! One person, coming down the staircase from your right about thirty feet! Hermione someone's at the second floor landing!"

Harry glanced over his shoulder only to see a blur of gold spin around the corner and up the staircase, a moment later a head bounced down the stairs. "Greyback…" he whispered as it came to a stop.

"Did you know him?" Cap asked, as the gold blur reappeared.

Spitfire tapped the head with her foot, setting it spinning. "Fenrir Greyback… Werewolf… He was a pedophile, and loved to infect children."

Harry nodded. "He infected one of my father's best friends, Remus Lupin when he was nine…"

Cap grimaced. "Alright, let's get back on track," he said leading the way down the stairs. "Tony? Clint? Anything?"

Clint's voice came over the radio. "Nothing yet, but the wards are completely down, I can see the manor without the goggles, the discharge lit up the area for miles, it won't be long till someone comes to find out what's going on."

"Right," Cap replied. "Tony get Fury to derail the responders. We don't want law enforcement or anyone else caught up in this."

"He's already working on it," Tony answered. "And I'm monitoring chatter just in case."

"Good," Cap said, stepping off the stairs and into the darkness of the basement.

When Hermione heard Tony say someone was upstairs she turned to face them; when she saw who it was her face twisted into a terrifying rictus of a smile. "Hello Lucius!" she snarled, then leaped.

Lucius stumbled backward, falling on his backside, as the female creature turned to face him, gathered herself and leaped the full distance to land within an arm's reach of him. Scrambling backward he raised his wand, only for the creature's hand to flash out and wrap around his hand and wand, twisting both violently till the wand was pointed upward.

"Now none of that, Death Eater," it said. "We can't have you casting any of your nasty little spells, it might make me or my friend… angry. And you wouldn't like us when we're angry." She began squeezing his hand.

Lucius gasped, and then cried out as he felt the bones in his hand begin to break. When she released him both his hand and wand were useless.

"Now where can I put you to keep you out of trouble…" she said as she leaned over, grabbed him by his nightshirt, and dragged him behind her as she leaped down.

Tony kept his eyes on the red blips within the wire frame. "Cap… the two down with you aren't moving… they're about forty yards to your left," he said glancing back up towards the group of three on the second floor. "The other three are together…" He watched as two of the figures disappeared, leaving one standing in the hallway for a moment, before it too disappeared.

"They're gone," he said. "Hermione, drop him, Nat will take him! You get back with the Big Guy! Let's get this done and get out of here."

Hermione glanced down at the unconscious man, and let him collapse boneless on the entry way floor. "Alright, but I want words with him when we are done!"

Natasha gathered the man up in a fireman's carry. "We all do!" she said before running back out the opening that once housed the front door.

Harry ran over to the small blond girl that was huddled in the corner. "Luna!" he said, slipping the cloak off and sliding next to her.

"Harry…" she said weakly.

"Shhhh…." he soothed, "It's me… Hermione is here too. We're going to get you out of here."

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Thank you, Harry Potter."

"If we had known, we'd have been here sooner…" he said softly.

She nodded her head in the crook of his neck. "Harry, Mr. Olivander is here too…"

He stood holding her bridal style. "It's alright, we'll get him out as well."

Hermione stepped up next to the Hulk. "It's about time to bring the house down. Are you ready?" she asked.

The hulk gave her a smirk, threw his head back and let loose a roar that made the building shudder.