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Two days later Tony walked up to Number four Privet Drive with a sleek black briefcase. When he knocked on the door it was immediately opened by a smiling Petunia Dursley. "Please come in Mr. Stark."

He walked calmly into the dining room where the two other Dursleys were. "Good afternoon Mr. Stark, I hope those are contracts." Mr. Dursley said, eyeing the briefcase.

"Yes they are contracts, but before we conduct our business, would you retrieve your nephew." He turned to Mrs. Dursley.

"Our nephew?" Mr. Dursley sputtered.

"I didn't stutter Mr. Dursley." Tony replied evenly. Mrs. Dursley rushed up the stairs and came down with Harry a moment later. "Excellent, now," He opened the briefcase. "I'm not here to make any sort of deals with your company."

"What!?" Mr. Dursley exclaimed.

"Frankly your company is sub-par and about as dull as you and your family." Tony responded.

"Then why are you here?" Mrs. Dursley asked.

"Easy, I'm here for Harry." Tony replied.

The family was shocked, "What? You can't have him!" Mr. Dursley shouted.

Tony rolled his eyes, "Oh please, it's not as if you want him." He took out a few stacks of paper and laid them on the table. "I have his school records and his medical records so I know all about the abuse you have put him through."

"We have taken him in to our home without any payment." Mr. Dursley said.

"Yeah, it says here you get an allowance for him. I have a feeling you don't spend it on him." Tony gave the Dursleys a look.

Harry looked confused, "An allowance?"

"Yeah, your relatives get money from the government since they took you in." Tony explained. (Have no idea if that's correct.) He took out another stack of paper, "So if you and your wife would simply sign these, Harry and I can get out of here and out of your hair."

The Dursleys said nothing.

Tony sighed, "Please don't make this more difficult. I'm Tony Stark, I always get what I want."

"If you want the boy, you must sign a contract with my company." Mr. Dursley said looking very pleased with himself.

Tony chuckled and smirked dangerously, "Oh really, a business deal?" He walked around the table and stood in front of the fat man. "How about this then. You sign over your rights to Harry to me or I have you arrested for child abuse. I'm sure your son would learn a lot from living in an orphanage."

"Y-you wouldn't dare." Mr. Dursley stuttered, his face turning purple.

Tony raised an eyebrow, "I have everything I need to put you and your wife in prison Dursley. Don't think I won't do it."

"Vernon" Mrs. Dursley whispered. She was shaking in fear and clutching her son. "Just sign the papers." She pleaded.

Mr. Dursley was stiff and his face was still purple, but he finally nodded and went to the table. He and his wife signed the papers and handed them back to Tony.

"Good decision." He turned to Harry, "Come on, I'll help you pack."

He and Harry went upstairs to his room, Harry was still shocked about what was happening. "Sir, are you really taking me away?"

Tony smiled, "Of course. You did say you would leave if you could still go to school. It will be a little inconvenient, but I'm sure we can do it. What do you want to pack?"

"Most of my things are still in my trunk." Harry got out his trunk and started piling a few pictures into it. He went for his clothes but Tony stopped him.

"No, when we get to the hotel we are buying you a whole new wardrobe, something that actually fits you."

Harry nodded and went to Hedwig. "You have an owl?" Tony asked

"Uh yeah" He didn't elaborate, deciding to wait until later.

"Well, that looks like everything. Let's head out." Tony said and helped Harry out of the room. Once they got downstairs the Dursleys were waiting for them in the hall. Mr. Dursley's face was now red.

"Well, have a good rest of your day." Tony smiled charmingly and left the house. He helped Harry get his trunk and Hedwig into the car before telling his driver to leave. The ride to the hotel was silent, Harry was too busy trying to wrap his head around all that had happened in the last hour. The journey to the room was easy enough, but Harry was starting to get nervous. He was going to have to tell Tony at some point, it might as well be now.

"Sir, I have something important to tell you." Harry said.

Tony looked up from his spot on the couch, "Call me Tony kid, Sir is something the public or my employees call me."

Harry nodded and sat next to Tony. "I have something really important to tell you."

"What is it?"

"Well," Harry looked away, "I don't really know how to explain it, but I have magic. It's the reason my relatives tell people I'm a delinquent. The boarding school I go to is a school for witches and wizards."

Tony looked curious, "You have magic?"

Harry nodded, "I know it's hard to believe, but I thought you would like to know what you were getting into. If you want to send me back to the Dursleys I'm okay with that."

"Woah, woah, no one is going back to those people. You are staying here." Tony held Harry's shoulders firmly. "Just because you have magic doesn't mean your relatives had any right to treat you that way."

Harry nodded, but didn't look that convinced.

Tony sighed, "Look, I'm a little shocked you have magic, but I'm not going to send you back to your relatives. I didn't even know there were any magic users on Earth."

"What do you mean?"

"My husband has magic, but he's not exactly human."

"Who is he?"

"His name is Loki."

"The guy who attacked New York?" Harry was surprised.

"You know about that?" Tony raised an eyebrow.

"Dudley watched it on television. I only saw a part of it." Harry responded.

"Huh, well it's the same guy. Don't worry, he was being controlled and is totally normal. Well, as normal as he can get." Tony smirked.

"So you have no problem with me having magic?" Harry asked

"Nope, you're going to have to fill me in on a lot of stuff. I have a feeling that your magic is a lot different than the magic I've experienced." Tony smiled.

Harry's eyes started to water and Tony freaked out, "Hey! What did I do? Did I say something?"

Harry gave a watery laugh, "Not at all. You don't think I'm a freak because I have magic. This, this is the best day of my life."

Tony smiled warmly, "Well, we're all a bit freakish. I'm a genius billionaire, Loki and Thor are Alien Gods, Natasha and Clint are master assassins, Steve is a soldier that was frozen in a block of ice for 70 years, and Bruce has a big green angry monster living inside him. You'll fit right into the family."

In one move Harry embraced Tony tightly, "Thank you…Dad"

Tony smiled and hugged back just as tightly, "You're welcome son."