Harry sped through the next four pages and found out it was true. All thoughts of an early night were going from his mind.

He only noticed his mirror vibrating when Gander nudged him for the third time.

He picked it up and answered while barely paying attention.

He glanced to see Luna sitting in her tent with a crown of flowers on her head. She was wearing a bright purple shirt that had green explosions all over it.

"Hello Harry." She said with a dreamy force. "I felt a disturbance in the force and thought I would call."

Harry just nodded.

"Hello Gander, it seems like my Harry is being swarmed by nargles. Would you mind?"

Gander hissed and then one of his wings smacked harry in the face.

"Ah, much better. What is wrong Harry."

"Luna, its crazy. My dad isn't my dad. Well, he is, but also isn't."

She nodded. "My grandfather was a confused tree spirit who took human form. Sometimes he was my grandfather, other times he was my grandmother. It happens, it doesn't change anything. The only reason to get worked up is forest fires."

Harry let out a chuckle and then explained. "Apparently while my dad was an auror, he caught a stray curse and was made infertile. They found a sperm donor and then when I was born my dad blood adopted me so I would still carry the family magic and be his descendant."

"That good, I was worried Central Park was on fire. The Digglewidges live there and it would be a shame if they had to move. Do you know who your second daddy is?"

"Tony Stark."

"Ha, ha, Iron Boy is your biological father? It seems like your 'saving people thing' runs in the family."

"They call him Iron man, you know that Moonbeam."

Harry had always remained apprised of what was happening in the muggle world compared to the more traditional wizard families. Luna loved it when he introduced her to muggle culture. She was especially a fan of Star Wars. She spent a year convinced that Jedi were just primitive wizards since, you know… A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far, away.

"That's not how it works Har-bear. You had to spend all that time as the Boy-who-Lived before you graduated to the Man-Who-Won. He can't just start out as Iron Man. No, that's not right, he is Iron Boy until he defeats his arch-enemy. Perhaps you should go give him lessons. He must be so confused having been born into adulthood without ever being a child."

"I don't know love, people call him a perpetual man-child."

"That is even more proof that he is in need of your help. He is suffering from conflicting identities. He is both a man and boy because he didn't do things in the proper order."

Harry calmed down while they continued to talk, eventually Luna began to tell him stories about her trip so far. She offered to come back early but Harry didn't want her to. As much as he would love to hold her close while he fell asleep, he was happy enough talking over the mirrors and watching her eyes shine with a brilliant glint while recounting her tales.

Harry woke the next morning and got dressed. Gander crawled into his pocket before he had breakfast and headed down to his lab.

He tinkered on his quidditch team but wasn't really doing anything. His mind was elsewhere.

He left the lab and went outside. He walked into Nilla Park, they had a public quidditch field and since it was early, there was nobody around. Pulling his Firebolt from his pocket he unshrunk it and hopped on. With a push he was blasting through the air.

It felt so freeing to feel the wind in his hair. He did a few laps before Gander poked his head out.

Leaping from his pocket he spread his wing and grew until he was 2 meters long. He was still amazed by how fast Gander could move in his small form.

Before he could even get ready, Gander gave a hiss and then took off. Harry went shooting after him. Since their speeds were pretty evenly match, they spent the next hour playing tag.

When time was up, Harry was it and Gander had won.

He landed on the ground and saw a few people shooting him glances. It seemed like they were interested in him but were warry of the size changing flying serpent.

Gander shrunk down and slithered into his pocket.

Harry wasn't interested in dealing with the people who came for a pick up match and he apparated back to the square.

He took a seat on a bench next to the fountain. Dobby, the most brilliant elf who ever lived, was kind enough to pop a sandwich and a bottle of water next to him.

Returning home Harry made up his mind.

He sat down in his study and took a sheet of parchment and wrote a letter. Dobby delivered the letter to the goblins who would ensure it entered the No-Maj mail system.

Harry tried to shake the distracting thoughts from his mind and went downstairs to help in the store.

Tony Stark was working in his lab on his latest suit. He felt like he had a new lease on life. After discovering a new element with the groundwork left by his father, he was free from the palladium poisoning that was threatening his life.

"Jarvis, let's go with some AC/DC. Today is going to be a good day. I feel the inspiration bubbling inside me."

"Of course, sir. And if the thing bubbling inside you wishes to come out, I would recommend the bathroom."

"HA, ha, bring up the blueprints I started last night."

Tony eagerly got to work but only made it 15 minutes before he was interrupted.

"Tony, what is this?" A red headed woman said while walking into the lab.

It was Pepper Pots. His used to be assistant and now CEO/Girlfriend.

Tony looked and saw she was waving a letter in her hand.

"Looks like a letter."

"I would agree sir."

"Knock it off Jarvis, this is serious. It has been sitting on your desk the past two days."

Tony shrugged. "I haven't been into my office in the past week. What's it say?"

"That you have a son."

Tony rolled his eyes. "We get those letters a dozen times a year, they never amount to anything. Tell them to send a blood sample."

"Yes, but this one isn't claiming you slept with some kid's mom. It says you agreed to be a sperm donor."

Tony frowned as if some vague memory was trying to reach out to him. "What's the name?"

"Harry Potter, son of James and Lilly potter."

Pepper saw Tony's eyes go wide.

"Oh Fuck. That brings back memories. I completely forgot about that." Tony dropped to his seat. "Holy shit, I have a kid. He must be what, 19, or 20 now."

"Yes, his letter says he is 20 years old and is in town on business. His parents passed away when he was young and only found out about you by chance when he was reading his mother's journals recently. He is asking if you would like to meet up."

"What the hell. We agreed I would take custody if his parents passed. Somebody fucked up. Damn it Pepper. What do I do? I don't have a clue on how to raise a kid. What would we even do, watch cartoons, go to the amusement park? Pepper, I-."

"Tony, calm down. He is 20 years old, and from his letter he sounds more mature than you. Just tell me, do you want to meet him while his is in New York?"

"Yes, of course. He is my son. I have to see him."

"Okay, I will write bask and ask him to come to the tower in the next few days."

"Screw writing, I will find his number and call him up." Stark said as he wheeled over to his computer and started to type away.

"Tony."

"Tony."

"Tony!"

Tony finally looked up and turned to Pepper.

"He asked you to write back so we are going to write back. Okay?"

"Alright, alright, write back."

Pepper left the lab and headed back to the office to find some paper. She really liked the parchment he had sent his letter on. If things went well, hopefully she would be able to ask him where he got it.

"Jarvis, start looking up everything you can about Harry."

"On it Sir."

"But what should I wear. Do I go dignified father, or fun dad. Absolutely staying away from jean shorts and white sneakers. Jarvis, find out what type of dad is the most popular and then compile a list of fashion choices based on the extrapolated data."

Harry was standing in the elevator as it rose to the top of Stark Tower. He remembered reading that it was supposed to be one of the fastest lifts in the city. That confused Harry because it felt like it was tortuously slow.

*Ding*

When the doors opened Harry mumbled about how the lift was too fast as he stepped off and out into the hall. It would have been better if it took longer.

Standing in front of him was a man in his early 40s next to a red headed woman.

Harry and the man starred at each other for several moments until the woman broke the silence.

"It's nice to meet you Harry. I hope you won't be offended but Mr. Stark is contacted about children claiming to be his almost every month. Every single one has proven not be. While he is aware of the arrangement with your parents, we would like to confirm you are who you say you are."

Harry thought and then nodded. "Reasonable."

"If you could please swab this inside your cheek, we will be able to have the results within 30 minutes."

Harry took the swab, used it, then placed it in the container. He stretched out his hand and Tony quickly took it and ran off to his lab.

Pepper smiled. "Don't mind him, he has no idea how he is supposed to act so he will retreat to his lab."

Harry rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah, I am not really sure of how I am supposed to act either. Until a few days ago I didn't even know I had any family around."

She nodded and motioned for him to follow.

The entered the living room and Harry stepped up to the floor to ceiling glass window. The city looked amazing. What he wouldn't give to fly out there. Weaving in and out of the buildings. It would be so fun.

"Can I get you something to drink. Coffee, Juice, tea."

"Tea would be great."

"So how do you like the city so far."

"I haven't left work too much but what I have seen so far has been great."

Tony paced up and down, waiting for the machine to complete its analysis. With a ding, the result appeared on the screen.

"Woah." Tony said as he sat down. "Jarvis, I have a child."

"Congratulations sir, it's a boy."

"He, he, he, yes he is. But what's this.. oh shit. He's been poisoned." Before Jarvis could even remark Tony was out of his lab and running to the living room. "Jarvis, arrange a car and plan a route to the hospital." He said while barreling into the room.

"Tony, calm down. What's wrong?"

"Shit, I have a kid, and he is poisoned, he is dying."

Harry's mouth went wide. And then it clicked. He let out a chuckle, apparently muggle testing can pickup or at least hint to basilisk venom.

"Don't worry." Harry said. "I know what that is, it has been countered and I am perfectly healthy."

Tony settled a bit but was standing a few feet away and staring at him intently, like he was expecting Harry to keel over any minute.

Harry turned to Pepper. "When I was 12 I was bitten by this nasty snake, but the… 'Anti-venom', that's the word, was applied within minutes. By dinner time I was bouncing around, making snarky comments, and throwing my socks at people."

"He, he, sounds like it wasn't too bad of an experience."

Harry smiled. "A bit stress full for a little while but overall a pretty good day."

Tony finally calmed down and sat next to Pepper.

"So I guess I am your biological father."

"That would make me your biological son."

Tony let out a snort. Silence then filled the room.

"This whole thing is really weird, I know. I am not looking for some guy to take me to sports practice, I am just interested in getting to know the only family member I have left." The couple could see Harry pause as he looked for the right words. "I don't know if we will ever have a father and son relationship but maybe we could have a 'Lets grab a drink' relationship as friends."

They saw him pause again, Pepper notice a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Maybe not friends. But I could be the devilishly handsome young man that this graying old man hangs out with from time to time."

"Ah." Tony let out a loud scoff. "I am definitely not graying; I will have you know I check every morning. You are so grounded."

Tony and Harry looked at each other before they both broke up laughing. Pepper rolled her eyes but had a genuine smile on her face.

"So kid, what was your best subject in school, are you in college right now?"

"Ah… Um, I did very well school. Near the top of my class. No university for me but I got a couple of Mastery's that I am proud of."

"How's that work? If you didn't go to college how did you get a master's degree?"

"Well… it works a bit different where I am from."

"You are British kid, its not that different. I've been there, I have several homes there. So what's your favorite subject?"

Pepper could see that he was struggling to answer for some reason and changed the topic.

"You said you were in New York on business. How is that going?"

"It's great, my friends and I just opened up a new store a couple weeks ago. We have been packed so far."

"Hmm, what do you sell? Anything good?"

"We make… novelty products. We only sell our stuff, but it's a hit in London and so far everything is going well."

"Great, I am a bit of an inventor myself. What's the name of your shop, where is it located? Need help with your tax documentation? Pass it to me and I will help you out, I know the big names."

"Well… I…"

"What the heck are you? Are you a spy, some sort of ninja here sent to shadow me?"

"TONY!" Pepper exclaimed. "What are you going on about? He is your son. You confirmed it yourself."

"That's true, but the kid is a ghost. There are some files from his grade school. But then nothing. Poof, its all gone. Not a single thing. No bank account, no ID. No record of him even entering the country." Tony said as he got up and started to rant and pace. "Sure he is my kid, but we just found out that SHIELD has planted a spy in our company. Right after one gets outed, my ghost of a son shows up. You have to admit it's a bit suspicious."

Pepper turned to Harry waiting for an answer. She had picked up that there was something weird about him but wasn't going to make a thing about it.

Tony heard him mumble "Gryffindor courage, what can they do to me anyway." He had no idea what it meant, but it seemed like his son was about to speak.

Harry leaned forwards and tensed up but then leaned back, relaxed and spread his arms on the back of the couch. He made his decision. He looked to Pepper. "You aren't supposed to know what I am about to say. The laws are strict about. If you were to marry Tony, then it would be fine for you to know. But since you're not… just don't go shouting from the rooftops and no one will give you any problems."

Both Tony and Pepper gave him a curious look and then sat down.

"There is a secret world that lives separated from the rest of the world. We are spread out in every country in our own little communities. All together I think there are almost 200 million of us. We-."

"Damn, are you in some kind of mega cult?" Tony interrupted.

"Ha, no. but most of us like a good robe. No, we are a magical society. We are witches and wizards."

Tony scowled. "Really? Merlin, pointy hat, bubbling cauldron and all that."

"Indeed. Merlin was a well-respected member of our community, even to this day it's common to hear his name in exclamation. You might hear somebody say 'great Merlin' if they are surprised, and there are a few other variations. We did have pointy hats as part of our school uniform, but it is rare to see them worn when someone is out and about. It is usually just the old traditionalist that bust them out at balls and galas and what not. As for potions, thats probably my worst subject, but after getting out of school I have made decent progress. I am no master, but I am competent enough now."

Tony sat down and shook his head. "It looks like the cult has you bad. What are they teaching you, how to pull a rabbit out of a hat?"

Tony wasn't looking but Pepper recognized that mischievous glint again.

Harry lifted his empty teacup, hid it behind his back and pulled out a black top hat while wearing an expression of mock surprise.

Tony and was a bit impressed but he knew a good magician was always prepared.

Harry showed them the inside of the empty hat and then blocked its entrance from view. He picked up the saucer the teacup sat on and placed it in that. He dramatically waved his hand over the top a few times and then reached in.

He pulled out a plump white rabbit and set it on the coffee table.

Pepper gasped as the rabbit sniffed and cleaned its whiskers. Tony stared at it intently trying to figure out the trick.

"How is that possible?" Pepper asked.

"Where was the rabbit hidden? How did you do it?"

"Magic." Harry said while shaking his hands.

Pepper laughed while Tony shook his head.

"Are you going to pull out a wand and turn it into a flower?"

"Pah, of course not. Wands are very delicate instruments and to transfigure one would be the height of foolishness. At least that was what my transfiguration teacher said when a kid in my class asked."

Tony shook his head. "Your good kid, but it will take a bit more than superb sleight of hand."

Harry shrugged and waved his hand. The rabbit transformed back into a saucer and the hat into a teacup. Both rested bedside each other on the coffee table while Pepper and Tony sat frighteningly still.

"Jarvis, did you record that?"

"I did sir, but I detected no sign of energy be manipulated."

Harry sprang to his feet, wand in hand. Tony and Pepper didn't even see where it came from but the bright red color forming at the end was a bit frighting. "Who is there? Show yourself. I know there are only 3 people on this floor right now."

"Hold up, that's just Jarvis my A.I." Tony said.

"Ah, yes. I do remember reading something about that." Harry said while putting his wand away. "My apologies Jarvis. Most sentient buildings I know are all several hundred years old. It is surprising to see intelligence in one so new. You must be a once in a millennia genius."

"Why thank you young Master, but I believe you may be confused. I am not the spirit of the building but a sentient computer program that runs through all of Mr. Starks properties."

Tony nodded. "Jarvis is the best, he is always there when I need him and gets me all the information I could ever need. He was the one that found out you pretty much don't exist."

"He also reminds you to eat and sleep when you forget about it while keeping track of your notes so they don't get lost in the mess of it all." Pepper added.

"That's pretty cool, I got a friend like that who helps me out doing the same."

"Really?" Tony said. "Is that one of the sentient buildings you were talking about?"

"No." Harry shook his head. "He is a little fellow who has been one of my best friends for the longest time. Dobby is the best."

*Pop*

"What can Dobby be doing for Master Harry."

"AHHHH!"

"What is that?"

"Opps. Ah, this is Dobby my house elf. Dobby this guy is my dad. Due to a weird human reason, I have two dads. He is Tony. And this is his girlfriend, Pepper."

Dobby's eyes went wide. "Yous be the father of the greatest most powerfulest and wonderful Master Harry Potter Sir?"

Tony chuckled, coming to terms with the strange creature much quicker than Pepper. "Yes I am Dobby. Your name is Dobby right?"

Harry smirked. "Actually, his name is the most hardworking and efficient Dob-miester."

Dobby whined. "Master Harry, I know we have rules on long names, but it is only proper for an introduction."

Harry nodded. "That was why I gave you a long and majestic name for your introduction."

Dobby pouted. "Fine Master Harry, Dobby won't use long names."

Pepper slapped Tony on the shoulder. "Tony, Tony, are you seeing this?"

He chuckled. "Yes I am Pep. I believe his name is Dobby and he is a house elf?"

"That's right, that's right, Mr. Tony Sir. Dobby be the house elf bonded in service to Master Harry." He said with a proud grin.

"Bonded in service to." Pepper said with a hint of steel in her voice.

Tony could hear the small creature mutter. "Not again."

"Dobby why don't you head back, tonight we can celebrate since I found Tony."

"Celebrate?" Dobby asked in excitement.

"That's right, pull out the chocolate cake."

"The one with the little nutties on top?"

"Yep, the one with the crushed up nuts on top."

"Great, it will be ready and waiting." Then he turned to Pepper. "Dobby not a slave." He then disappeared with a pop.

Harry let out a laugh. To this day Dobby still goes up to Hermione on occasion and reminds her he isn't a slave.

Peppers eyes narrowed. "Is there something funny about slaves?"

"No, sorry, it's just a thing. People in the non-magical world mistake house elves as slaves quite often and it really rankles them something fierce."

"So he isn't a slave then."

"Nope Dobby is one of my best friends."

"Then how much do you pay him each month?"

"Well… I don't pay him any money."

"And he waits on you and cleans up after you and does the things you don't want to do."

"Yeah, but-."

"That's a slave."

Harry threw up his arms. "Hold up, hold up. Let's bring the train back to the station before it takes off. House elves are a type of Fey. If they are working happily, they can live hundreds of years. Dobby is probably older than all 3 of us combined. But a house elf needs to be bonded to a magical source to sustain its life. It's a symbiotic relations ship. If I were to set him free and pay him wages, he would run out of magic and probably be dead within a year or 2. Sure house elves can bind themselves to a place if there is a strong amount of magic in the air. But they would still choose to work and work otherwise it would have no meaning in its life. He would rapidly age, slow down and then pass away."

Harry settled back down on the couch. "My house elf wants for nothing except more work and the ability to use long embarrassing names. Most of our arguments come from when I make him stop working and go relax. He doesn't get paid but he has full access to my vaults. The problem is he doesn't want anything but more work. I can cook my own meals and clean up after myself. But if I do that all the time then it will eat into his life expectancy."

Pepper thought about it and then nodded. "As long as you aren't mistreating him."

Harry shook his head. "I am not. I actually have a friend who is studying law in hopes of pushing through reforms for creature rights. It's pretty common to hear her and Dobby arguing about whether elves should get paid or not. Thankfully she has shifted her focus to werewolves' legislation and isn't trying to free the elves anymore. But I do agree with working towards better working conditions and removing elves from homes where they are mistreated."

"Werewolves? This magic community sounds pretty interesting. Have you ever met a werewolf?" Tony asked.

"Yeah, one of my dad's best friends is a werewolf. I am actually the godfather to his child."

"We could probably go on and on about the community for months. Tell me about you. Favorite subject in school? You said you have Masteries."

"In school my favorite subject was Defense Against the Dark Arts. And yes, I have 4 Masteries. I earned mine in Charms, Runes, and Enchanting. Then I have an honorary one in Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Honorary?" Pepper asked.

"Yeah. The unofficial reason they gave it to me was it made the other holders look like shams if I didn't have one. But since I didn't have any interest in sitting for the test and publishing papers, they just gave it to me based on my past experiences."

"Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Tony asked.

"Wizards that go bad, scary monsters and the sort. But I am happier with my current job."

"And what does your store sell?" Pepper asked.

"It started out as a magical joke shop. But we sell all sorts of fun. Pretty much anything that brings joy. Along with some cool gizmos and what not."

"So you really are an inventor." Tony said with a nod.

"Yeah my best selling item is basically a cellphone. My dad, James, in his youth invented a walkie-talkie type thing with his friends and I took it from there."

"Why can't you just use a normal cellphone?" Pepper asked.

"Some tech gets a little hinky when exposed to direct magic. And then there are the more traditional wizards who have spent generations living in the wizarding community. Unfortunately, most of those are also the community leaders. The wizarding world is its own separate thing. If you were to tell one of them that people have been to the moon they would laugh you out of their house. It's really pretty ridiculous. And Britan just happens to be one of the most insulated, closeminded, and bigoted magical communities. Coming to the States has really been a breath of fresh air."

"Let's shove aside the stuffy politics. I have designed several different cellphones, why don't you show me what you got."

Harry pulled out the palm sized mirror and passed it to Tony. "It's basically video chat. Right now, I got it so you can leave a message, and have 4 way calling. I have plans to add text messaging in the future, but I have a few more projects before that."

"It's pretty slick looking and doubles as a vanity mirror. AH! Its vibrating and says Moonbeam." Tony said while turning the display towards.

Harry reached out and pushed a bit of magic into the device. "Hello Luna, I was just showing Tony and Pepper the communication mirror."

"Of course silly, why did you think I called?"

"I was hopping you had luck on your hunt."

"Unfortunately, no. When I went to check the spot on my travel map, I only found a herd of unicorns. But they did have a few foals with them, see." Luna said and turned her mirror towards the herd.

"Can I see?" Pepper asked in an excited voice.

"Sure." Harry said while passing the mirror back to Tony and Pepper.

"Aww, they are so cute."

"Hmm, I didn't expect the babies to be gold instead of white. They almost look like little ponies since they don't have a horn."

Luna stepped back into view. "Of course. I imagine it would be quite uncomfortable to give birth to a creature with a sharp horn. Hello, you must be Pepper the girlfriend. That would make you Tony the Iron Boy."

"Pfft."

"Don't laugh Pepper. And its Iron Man not Iron boy."

Luna just shook her head. "That's not how it works. If you want to be Iron Man your first have to be Iron Boy and then grow into the tittle. Because you went straight to the senior tittle it is causing you to experience maturity issues in your life. If you like, Harry can give you some tips on this, he had to deal with it for a while. It really is all for the best and it's not something you can hide from. Why do you think the public calls you a playBOY instead of a playMAN? It's because they know, and they are trying to help you re-calibrate your identity. Well, I must be going. It's time for the next hunt. Goodbye Harry."

"Bye Luna."

When Harry took the phone back Tony was staring into the distance with a blank look while Pepper was holding her side while laughing. Once Pepper calmed down Tony moved to speak but Harry cut him off.

"Luna is my girlfriend and an amazing magizoologist. While she may seem a bit strange, she has a unique variant of mage sight that lets her see things that others can't and on top of that she has a touch of seer in her. While some of the things she says may sound strange, there is always a truth tucked in there somewhere. She is verry close to me."

Tony closed his mouth and then opened it again.

"She seems to be very unique."

Harry nodded happily. "In all the best ways."

"She is lovely, and it was amazing to see those unicorns."

Harry glanced at his watch. "Well it was nice to meet you, but I usually take the over the register in the afternoon to give the employees a bit of a break. But I think I would like meeting up again if you're interested."

"Why does it have to end? We can come with you. Let me check out your store? I bet you have all sorts of cool things?"

"Ease up Tony, I am sure Harry will be too busy with store and has his own things to do."

"Ah, yes. I just get a bit excited sometimes."

Harry shrugged. "Umm. Well if you want, you can come over for dinner if you like. I live in the flat above the shop but it's nice enough."

"Yes, yes, yes, let's do that."

"Okay, I will pick you up around 5 then. That's when the part timer comes in to take over the register." Harry looked around. "In wizard homes they usually have a secure receiving room. Is there someplace you would prefer that I appear."

"Are you just going to pop in like that House elf."

"Kinda. Similar but different magical theory."

Tony led Harry over to a guest bedroom. "I will have it cleared out before you get back. You can pop into here if this works."

Harry looked around. "I don't see a reason why not. I will see you later." Then Harry disappeared with a soft pop.

Pepper and Tony looked at each other.

"So… that was not what I was expecting."

"Yep, going to have to toss out those parenting books I got."

"Your son is a wizard."

"A Merlin-be-damned wizard. I wonder if I used that right?"

"Sounded good to me."

"Jarvis get someone to clear out this room and then we need to start making lists. I don't know about you buddy, but I have a million questions."

"As do I Mr. stark."