"I would hope you know that you work for me Stark, not the other way around."
"I actually don't work for you at all. I do believe I am still listed as a consultant only. Because I still don't play well with others." Tony snarked, not in the least cowed by Fury.
"Why did you summon everyone here?" Steve asked curiously, leaning back in the uncomfortable office chairs with ease.
Tony grinned, he was going to enjoy this meeting a lot. They were in one of the many conference rooms located within the tower. "Technically I am not the one that called for this meeting."
Fury's eyes narrowed and the others looked exasperated at Tony's antics.
Harry was going to eat them alive.
"Are you trying to waste our time for a reason?" Natasha asked from her position leaning against the wall.
"I suggest everyone takes a seat and gets comfortable. Only a few minutes more." Tony teased, causing Bruce who was sitting to his right to sigh heavily.
They all sat in an uncomfortable silence, Tony could feel their stewing frustration and he couldn't help but wonder how they could be a real cohesive team when there was such dissension among them already. He knew his being sneaky about this meeting wasn't helping things but he would hope after the events of the invasion the team would have a little trust in him. Thankfully the door to the conference room opened preventing any of his teammates from imploding in impatience.
In walked a woman in an expensive black pantsuit, her brown hair pulled back into a tight bun, sharp brown eyes looked over everyone in the room, softening slightly when her eyes landed on Tony.
"Hermione so nice to see you. Is Harry sending you to do his paperwork for him?" Tony asked as he stood up to give the woman a brotherly hug.
Natasha's eyes narrowed further after hearing Harry's name, and Fury didn't look much happier.
"Harry is on his way, but the Supreme Mugwump pulled him into a quick meeting." Hermione grinned. "Now stop being rude, introduce me to your team." Her tone was light and friendly but her eyes held a deadly intent to them as she looked over each of Tony's teammates.
"Going left to right across the room starting with the fierce redhead is Natasha Romanov, also known as the Black Widow. She has nothing on Mrs. Weasley though. Sitting behind her pretending to sleep is Clint Barton, codename Hawkeye. At the end of the room brooding and imitating an angry pirate is Director of SHIELD, Nick Fury. Across the table is the capsicle as known as Captain America as known as Steve Rogers. And finally, the brave soul sitting by me is none other than Bruce Banner or the giant green rage machine, the Hulk!" Tony introduced in his best showman voice causing several of the team to roll their eyes but Hermione just smiled.
"It is lovely to meet you all, my name is Hermione Granger-Weasley. I'm sure Tony neglected to tell you why he gathered you all here, but that was due to the sensitive nature of this meeting. I work with Tony's husband at the Unspeakables Team International, yes our initials spell UTI." Hermione's tone commanded respect but kept her tone light and jovial.
"What exactly is uh… UTI? Another government agency?" Bruce asked confused.
Hermione sent Bruce a reassuring smile. "Before I answer that, I require everyone to sign these papers. They are NDAs of a sort. Feel free to read through them and let me know if you have any problems with what is written. If you don't sign the NDA you will not be able to live here in the tower with Tony and there could be other limitations further down the road."
The team exchanged glances, a mixture of curiosity and suspicion evident on their faces. Natasha was the first to take the papers from Hermione, her eyes scanning the documents with a critical gaze.
"What exactly are we signing?" she asked, her voice laced with caution.
Hermione's smile remained unwavering as she replied, "These papers are to protect the privacy and security of Tony and Harry's personal lives. They contain information about the tower and its occupants that shouldn't be disclosed to anyone outside this room."
Bruce furrowed his brow, flipping through the papers as the rest of the team followed suit.
As the minutes ticked by, Steve finally spoke up. "This is quite extensive, Miss Granger-Weasley. Are you sure we need to sign something like this?"
Hermione nodded, her expression serious. "It's Mrs. but you can just call me Hermione. I understand that it's a lot to take in, but it's necessary for the safety and confidentiality of everyone involved. We have to protect sensitive information and ensure that we can trust those who are living in close proximity to Tony and Harry."
Natasha raised an eyebrow, her gaze sharp. "What kind of sensitive information are we talking about?"
Hermione glanced at Tony, who raised an eyebrow in return before leaning forward. "Let's just say that we deal with some... unconventional threats. And we have unique abilities and resources that can't afford to fall into the wrong hands."
Clint whistled lowly, his eyes scanning the NDA again. "So you're saying that if we sign this, we get to know all your secrets?"
Hermione smirked. "Not everything, but anything we deem important."
Clint couldn't help but crack a joke. "Is this some kind of secret club? Do we need a secret handshake too?" he quipped, earning an eye roll from Natasha.
Fury's expression remained inscrutable as he skimmed through the NDA. After a moment of contemplation, he reluctantly signed it, his desire to know more about the UTI, and Harry drove his decision and pushed the papers back toward Hermione. "Fine. But this better be worth it," he grumbled.
"Since you and your agency have been trying to access this information for years Director Fury, it will be worth it," Hermione's grin showed a little too much teeth for anyone's comfort. Everyone else eventually signed their papers, no one looked comfortable with it, but it wasn't worth making a fuss over. Hermione collected the signed documents and tucked them away in her briefcase before addressing the team once more. "Now that we have that settled, allow me to explain what UTI is."
Steve leaned forward, "I understand the need for privacy, but why all this secrecy? What exactly do you and Harry do?"
Hermione's expression turned serious as she regarded each member of the team. "Harry and I work for an international magical law enforcement agency called the Unspeakables Team International, or UTI for short. We handle cases that involve magical threats to both the wizarding and muggle worlds."
Bruce raised an eyebrow. "Wizards? So you're basically like S.H.I.E.L.D., but with magic?"
Hermione nodded. "In a way, yes. But our work focuses mostly on containing magical anomalies and preventing dark wizards from causing havoc. As well as preventing the wider mundane world from discovering magic. Needless to say, we encountered a fair share of both of those during our time at Hogwarts."
"Hogwarts?" Bruce asked, trying to figure out what to make of the information being told to him. He was a man of science, aliens with magic like science were one thing but now there is real magic here on Earth?
"Yes. Witches, Wizards, and magic exist." Hermione said primly, then looked over to Clint. "You aren't far off by calling it a secret club. The Wizarding World hid itself and its people after the witch hunts of old. We have our own governments, law enforcement, schools, and yes even our version of SHIELD. Hogwarts is one of our schools, located in Scotland. Harry is a wizard and I am a witch, collectively the most appropriate term to call us would be wixen. Most cliches of witches and wizards are often true. We brew potions in cauldrons, we fly on broomsticks for sport, and the more old-fashioned wixen will wear robes and pointy hats."
"This is a lot to take in," Bruce muttered.
Hermione looked at the scientist with sympathy. "I apologize for dropping all of this on you. But since you will be living in the tower you are likely to see some strange occurrences. Harry doesn't use his magic much at home, but his friends like my husband do visit on occasion and as a pureblood wizard he does use his magic a lot. Also as you have all publicly and globally announced your superhero status and ability to deal with near-supernatural issues, you are likely to see more going forward. Your Director has tried to gain high enough clearance to hear our secrets for years. So you should be pleased now, Director Fury." Hermione's eyes were challenging as she shifted her focus to Fury.
"Will your kind be aiding the Avengers if they come up against … magic?" Fury's tone held distaste for the word magic, but the team assumed that was due to Loki and the magic he has held. "It would have been helped to have your kind during the invasion."
"That was part of the deal that Harry made with our International Council of Wixen. We will be giving you another teammate on retainer to aid you should you come against the supernatural again. They will still answer to UTI and the ICW but will aid the Avengers." Hermione's smile growing mischievous and Tony had a sudden gut feeling he knew where this was going.
"Who exactly are you throwing amongst our team like a surprise grenade?" Steve questioned with a frown. Adding a new team member could cause a problem with their already barely there cohesion.
"You may have magic but will anyone you send have enough training to keep up with the Avengers?" Fury decided to butt in with as well.
"You mean like Bruce and I have any training to speak of?" Tony sarcastically asked.
Hermione quickly interrupted, "Before you boys break into any arguments, I assure you that the liaison we will be giving you has plenty of training and magical power to keep up with your ragtag team. They should be here soon. If Steve is asking that the new member will win any personality awards among you, I highly doubt it. But as you are all adults, I expect you will learn to get along if you want to survive any further world-ending missions."
"Will Tony be funding and housing this new member as well?" Bruce asked, seemingly the only person to acknowledge what Tony was doing for the team.
"That won't be a problem." A male voice said as the doors to the conference room opened.
Harry stood in the doorway to scan the room. He was still in his nice black dress robes, trimmed in silver and gold, that he usually only wore when he was performing his duties as Lord Potter-Black. Harry's black flyaway hair that Tony teasingly called his sex hair, was tamed and pulled back in a way to give the illusion of short hair. His black clothes and black dragonhide boots made it easy for him to conceal a plethora of weapons without having to resort to using magic to hide them as well.
"A few of you have met me already, but for simplicity's sake, let me formally introduce myself. I am Director Harry Potter-Stark of the Unspeakables Team International, Lord Potter, Lord Black, a few other minor Lordships, Duke of Magical Britain to Her Majesty the Queen, and Master of Death. I may have left out a few titles but they are minor and matter little to the mundane. Oh, and I am Anthony's husband, which is the title I hold most proud. I will also be your liaison to the UTI and ICW. I do hope we can all get along." Harry had his most charming smile on, though it fooled no one in the room.
Tony couldn't care less what everyone else thought of his husband, he thoroughly enjoyed hearing just how out of Tony's league Harry was. Hearing him list his titles in his commanding tone just made Tony instantly horny and feel a desperate need to suck his husband off. Harry's heated eyes that landed on Tony spoke volumes. Harry knew just how Tony got when Harry was like this.
"What are your qualifications?" Steve stupidly asked, breaking the two lustful billionaires from staring at one another.
"Would you like my resume?" Harry dryly asked in his posh-sounding British tone.
Clint uncomfortably shifted but spoke up anyway. "Might be good. For those of us who didn't understand what any of your titles meant, especially as it sounds like you should be in politics, not warfare."
Harry and Hermione exchanged looks that spoke of deep familiarity and trust. They didn't need to speak aloud to communicate with one another.
"I guess we can have a storytime." Harry finally said with a shrug.
"I will leave you to enjoy your show and tell Harry. I will return this paperwork to the office and hold down the fort until you blow something up." Hermione sighed in resigned tone, gathering her supplies, and heading for the door in a quick retreat.
"Love you 'Mione! Tell your husband to visit me more!" Harry called after her retreating back. Hermione just flipped him off causing both Harry and Tony to laugh.
"Well boys and girls, let's take this up to a more comfortable seating area and we can have story time with my husband." Tony jovially said, standing up and quickly standing next to Harry so he could slip his hand into his husband's.
"Is this necessary?" Fury grumbled, obviously not amused by their antics and lack of professionalism.
Harry smiled, unbothered. "If you want to know anything? Yes. Otherwise, JARVIS is happy to show you out. Everyone else, follow me!"
Harry held Tony's hand and started to walk out of the room, toward the elevator, without waiting to see if anyone would follow.
The team would learn quickly just how little Harry cared for their childish shenanigans. They would either get their act together or Harry would do without them. And where Harry went, Tony would follow, always.