Note: Thanks for reading & reviewing the previous chapter, which I uploaded earlier today! Here is another one. :D
BTW whilst I plan to have Harry x Wanda ship, I'm open to any suggestions :D
"So, this is America?" Harry asked, looking around, "It's not so bad." He and Tony were in a large airport, with a very modern looking and bright design.
Tony smirked. "If you're impressed by this, wait till you see my mansion."
Harry rolled his eyes. The whole plane trip Tony had been trying to impress him, saying things ranging from "I've got a jet!" to "I own a private island... or 2!" to "I have about 12 girlfriends!". It was annoying, but endearing at the same time. They walked through the front door of the airport, a whole entourage of assistants holding Tony's surprisingly many possessions, considering he'd just escaped from being kidnapped and forced to stay in a cave. They were immediately greeted with a whole wall of reporters. Harry grimaced. This was not good. Considering, as previously stated, Tony had just escaped a terrorist organisation, it probably looked weird seeing not one, but two people (not including the assistants, of course) coming out of the airport. Flashes of lights from numerous cameras blinked in Harry's eyes. Huh, he thought, If this is what Tony's life is like, I can understand now why he always wears sunglasses. Through the sounds of reporters yelling and crying out for a statement, Tony pointed at a slim black sedan, with a petite redhead woman standing outside of it. They got in the backseats of the car, while the woman sat in the passenger seat. Harry looked between the two of them, sensing a sort of tension.
Tony cleared his throat. "So, uh, introductions!" Harry stared at him. Tony made a face that clearly stated just go with it please. "So, Pepper, Harry," he said, pointing at each respectively, "Harry, Pepper!" pointing again. The aforementioned persons rolled their eyes.
"Hi, my name's Virginia Potts, but please call me Pepper. I'm Tony's assistant." Pepper stated, seemingly ignoring Tony.
Harry grinned. "Hi Pepper, I'm Harry. I helped Tony when he was in Afghanistan."
They shook hands, while Tony gawked at how they'd easily introduced themselves to each other, and ignored his introduction of the two. The rest of the car ride was calm and smooth, with light chatter about what had happened in the past months with Tony. Finally, they approached Tony's Malibu mansion. The group exited the car.
"You'll be staying here with us, won't you, Harry?" Tony asked, almost pleadingly.
Harry scoffed. "I wouldn't want to get in the way of your- what was it? 12 girlfriends?"
Tony gulped, and looked towards Pepper, who had a raised eyebrow. Turning around, Tony glared half-heartedly at Harry. "Not cool, man."
Harry chuckled. "For real, though, I'm used to being independent. I think I'll explore the area, maybe even find some permanent settlement. I'll remember to visit sometime, though."
"Alright," said Tony, "Just stay out of trouble, ey?"
Harry started walking away, grinning. "Why does everyone tell me that?"
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Harry had been in California for some weeks, exploring the area, when suddenly he received a call from Pepper, from the phone Tony had given him earlier.
He picked up. "Hello?"
"Harry!" Pepper exclaimed, worriedly. "I don't know how you could help, really, but... there's something going on at Stark Industries, and Tony is in trouble! I found his cell, and you're the only non-business name..."
"Don't worry," Harry said soothingly, "It's Tony Stark; he'll be alright. He always is."
Through the phone, Pepper chuckled. "Maybe usually, but this is a whole new sort of incident he's in."
Harry frowned, concerned. "Tell you what; I'll go over there and check it out"
"Alright, just please stay safe, and try to make sure Tony is too!"
Harry hung up. If Tony really was in trouble, he might have to bring some special items with him. He grabbed his trunk. Opening it, he revealed the expanded compartment within. He looked around it. "Aha!" he reached in and grabbed his old Dragonhide Cloak that he'd stuffed in his trunk a long time ago. He grabbed his old phoenix-feather wand, then hesitated. He had been living for so long, but hadn't died. It'd all started when he'd defeated Voldemort, and- he realized- truly became the Master of Death. He put the phoenix-feather wand back, and took the Elder Wand. If he was the Master of Death, he was going to utilize the tools of the job. He put on the cloak, pulled the hood up, and cast a charm to make his face less visible, along with a Sticking Charm to keep the hood from slipping. He grabbed his broom, and headed off.
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Pepper was right; this was definitely a very strange incident going on at Stark Industries; two metal men were fighting, one massive, crude looking brute, and one that was slim and gold and red. He flew towards them, gaining both their attentions.
The brutish one spoke first. "Who are you?"
The sleeker one spoke then, too. "Yeah, and how are you doing that?"
At his words, the huge metal man seemed to regain focus on the fight, and smashed his fist into the face of the other man, sending him sprawling. Harry could tell by his voice that the pilot of the sleek suit was Tony, meaning the other guy was the "bad guy" in the scenario. Harry leapt off his broom, shrinking and storing it, and snapped a Reductor Curse at the large metal suit. It raised its arm, blocking the attack, but still taking damage. It stared at the damaged arm piece disbelievingly.
"Whatever tech you're using, I'll enjoy picking it off your dead body!" it snarled, shooting off a volley of rockets at Harry.
"No tech," Harry said, nonchalantly, easily putting up a Shield Charm to block the rockets.
"Impossible," growled the man. "Either way, when you lay dead at my feet, I will harness your power."
"Oh I don't think so!" cried Tony, who flew at the other metal man and knocked him over, sparks flying from his mask.
"Gah!" the large metal man cried, ripping off his damaged mask. "You will both die!"
"Oh shut up, Obadiah." said Tony. He glanced over at Harry, though he did not know it was Harry. "Thanks for the assist, whoever you are."
"No problem..." said Harry, smirking slightly, "...Tony."
Tony was visibly taken aback. "How'd you know?"
Harry chuckled. "Magic."
Tony groaned, and was about to snap back a response, when Obadiah spoke.
"Insolent brats! How dare you speak to each other when I am still here? I will pulverize you!" with a mighty roar, he lifted his arm to reveal a machine gun, which quickly started pelting rounds at the two. Harry, acting as quickly as possible, snapped up a Shield Charm for the two.
"This shield won't last long with this heavy fire!" Harry yelled, through the din of the gunfire.
Tony nodded, and quickly shot a repulsor blast at the floor near Obadiah's feet, shattering the glass and dropping him into the Arc Reactor below. As the reactor overloaded and blew up, Harry tackled Tony off the roof and onto the street. The fight was over.
"Thanks," said Tony, clearly winded. "I don't know if I would've been able to hold on much longer against him."
"No problem, Tony." replied Harry. At this, Tony was reminded Harry knew who he was.
"So, you gonna tell me who you are?" Tony asked, hopefully.
Harry chuckled. "You'll figure it out. Just don't make me saving you a regular thing, alright, Tony?" Harry took out his broom, and restored it to its usual size.
Tony looked at him, and grinned. "Harry?"
Harry smiled under his hood, jumped on his broom, and flew away.
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A couple days after, as Harry viewed his TV, he flicked to a channel with Tony Stark on the screen. He was in a room filled with reporters. The screen said that it was a live broadcast, of the "Incident at Stark Industries". A blonde reporter seemed to be verbally attacking Tony, and he was deflecting all comments. He lifted his notecards, then put them away.
"The truth is..." Harry, even through the TV, could feel the tension in that room.
"I am Iron Man."
Note: So that's the end of chapter 2! Please tell me how you liked it, any feedback would be appreciated! This is my second chapter posted (and written) today, and I'm kinda tired now, so I won't write another till maybe tomorrow. I hope you enjoyed! Cya!