ATTENTION! IMPORTANT NOTE:
If you started reading Harry Potter: SHIELD and Sorcery before July 27th, 2024 then I would highly suggest you start over.
I have gone through and edited my previous chapters, and added new ones to expand on Harry's time in the Marvel Universe.
Some things will be very similar and others were deleted and rewritten from the ground up. I'm not saying there won't still be problems with grammar or misspellings, it is very hard to see your own mistakes when writing.
Also Sorry I've been MIA for a few days I was just finishing this up and will now be reposting and adding new and old chapters.
Thanks for reading
-Galaleo
Over a few days the Stark Expo was cleaned up and Tony gave a big speech on the future of Stark Industries. When the furor died down Harry popped into the living room "Hello Mr. Potter, Tony is down in the lab."
"Oh hey Jarvis, how are you today? Also call me Harry." Harry said as he feet carried him to the stairs leading to the lab.
"I am well today Harry. I hope the same it is the same for you?" Jarvis intoned in his typical British lilt.
"I very well Jarvis, thank you for asking." Harry then opened the door to the lab, "Hey Tony how goes the studying."
Tony looked up from a Iron man arm he was fiddling with and Harry noticed Tony was missing an eyebrow, "Oh it's good, I finished the books you left here and tried some rune word combinations." Harry gave him an expectant look while pointed starting at his eyebrow and Tony looked away sheepishly, "You were right, after the first one sputtered out into a great big flame I took more precautions."
Tony led him over to an area that had a sheet of metal and some type of machine, the ground was littered with blast marks and a pool of cooled metal slag, "This is an engraving laser controlled by Jarvis. It can write experimental rune words on the sheet here. I haven't tested anything that needs an initial power source, because well," Tony waved at himself then at Harry.
Harry nodded along as he looked over some of the completed works sitting off to the side, some were just glowing bits of light, others were more durable than normal, and one he saw was the inscription to have something float but was too weak to hold up the metal it was engraved on.
Harry looked at all of them and hummed, while Tony asked "So did you know Ms. Rushman was a spy?"
Harry looked at him, "Well yeah of course, I work for SHIELD too. My work is only as Summoner though. So I guess I'm more like hired help than average employee." Harry nodded and went back to the samples.
Tony gave him a strange look, "I honestly expected you to lie. Jarvis caught the conversation in the kitchen back when I just finished Badassium and so I didn't expect you to just say it all blase."
"Why would lying ever help anything?" Harry asked him pulling some samples to the side.
Tony just shook his head, "Never mind. Got anymore books?"
Harry was about to summon more books but looked at Tony who looked like he needed a break and decided against that. "How secure is this lab?"
Tony gave him a strange look, "There are only 5 people with access to this lab; me, Pepper, Rhodey, Jarvis, and you now."
Harry nodded, "Cool. Let me show you something awesome." Harry proceeded to wave his hand around the area he and Tony were standing before pulling out his trunk from his mokeskin bag. He plopped it on the ground and opened it up before climbing down.
Tony stood there amazed for all of half a second before he was following Harry down into a trunk. When he got to the bottom and saw the coat room that led to a sitting room slash kitchenette he was mind boggled. "How is there so much space down here? Is this like the pocket that carries all your stuff everywhere?"
Harry had turned and watched Tony's reaction with a grin, "Not at all. See with magic space can be expanded but it's limited by the starting space by about 100 times. So with the trunk I could probably make this room and a little more. Let's finish the tour and you'll see why it's different." Harry led him to the hallway behind the kitchen and took the first door on the right. Considering he had moved a lot of his stuff out of his workroom it looked a little bare, "This used to be my main workroom, but since I built my house I moved a lot of it to a room there."
Tony saw items scattered around and shelves that were probably filled with things now mostly empty, he also noticed the now disused bed in the corner. "Used to late nights working?" Tony asked as he nodded towards the bed.
"Nah, that was just were I sleep when I don't have somewhere to stay for the night." Harry then led him out closing the door and took him to the warehouse. "This is my warehouse."
Tony's mouth gaped in astonishment when he got a good look at the huge room towering with boxes, gold, and what he assumed were magical doodads. "This is incredible! Where did you get all of this stuff?"
Harry shrugged, "Most of it I picked up in my travels, salvaging what I could."
"Salvage? Most of this is actual treasure! How could anyone toss this?" Tony asked incredulously.
"They didn't, There just wasn't anyone left to use it." Harry said off handedly.
Tony gave him a strange look before he walked off to check out the literal aisles of trinkets and artifacts, "What are these stone bowls?"
Harry walked around the corner and saw Tony standing next to the line of Pensieves he had saved from around his world. "Those Tony, are Pensieves. A magical artifact that allowed someone to watch, organize, or project their memories. It was quite a feat of enchanting."
Tony was staring at the bowls looking at the web of interconnected runes and being helplessly lost. "This looks insane, I can't even recognize half of these runes."
Harry nodded, "I know what you mean. When I started learning enchanting I found the Pensieve to be completely confusing. It took years for me to figure it out just to repair some of the more damaged ones I found." He paused for a moment, "Want to try it out?"
Tony looked excited, "Hell yeah." Harry nodded and pulled a silver string from his temple and shook it off his finger into the bowl. When Tony expected it to splat on the bottom of the bowl, he was surprised when instead it floated like if was swimming through water.
"Now you just need to dip a finger in and we can view the memory." Harry said as he stirred the memory up to surface.
Tony followed along and was suddenly falling, he landed softly beside Harry standing in the middle of what looked to be a castle food hall. "This is the Great Hall of Hogwarts, my magic school." Tony watched as a small boy with Harry's signature messy hair and green eyes walked in behind a sea of small children. When he heard one of the girls mention the ceiling he looked up and was flabbergasted. "I know right? It was enchanted to show the sky above the castle."
"That," Tony said gesturing at the ceiling, "is one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen." Tony couldn't believe how amazing this place looked, the walls were all big thick stones, lights were from candles, braziers, and open flames.
When the first name was called Harry pulled Tony's attention back to the memory itself. "This is a tradition at my old school called the sorting ceremony. It took every new student and put them in a house based on who you're related too, what you want, and your personality type." They watched as children were sorted over and over until it got to Harry. They could both hear the voice coming from the hat in Harry's head, "I did not know it would do that."
"Do what? Talk? We saw it shouting out the houses."
"No this part of the memory is happening in my mind not out loud." Harry said nodding towards his younger self who was arguing about being not slytherin.
Tony watched as the rest of the children were sorted. He finally looked at Harry and he seemed wistful and slightly melancholy. Soon they were standing back around the bowl, Harry pulled up the memory and slipped it back into his head. "Does that feel weird?"
Harry shook his head free of the cool feeling of returning a memory, "Yes slightly. It's almost like cold slushy or slurry sliding in your head. Well did you have anything else, cause if not the library is next."
Tony got excited, he typically didn't get excited for books, but this is like finding books from aliens. He followed Harry as they walked past the giant mountain of gold again, seriously what is that, and walked straight across the hall to a room with a few bookshelves and moving paintings on the wall. "This looks nice." Tony couldn't help but sound disappointed, sure there were a about a hundred or two book placed next to nice cloth armchairs, tables and fireplaces took up the extra space making it all feel cozy. Granted the moving pictures felt off putting at first.
Harry looked at Tony when he heard the disappointment and realized that he thought this was the library. He laughed "Oh Tony, this is a reading room." Harry strode purposely across to a set of double doors and walked to the center of the room again just like he did with Coulson. When he spun around he watched as Tony took in the splendor of everything around him. "This is The Library of Hermione!"
When Harry started walking towards the doors thinking he would have a bunch of aisle full of books he was proved wrong. It was like walking into a citadel, large open space surrounded on all sides by floors and floors of books, only made more grandiose when Harry told him it was almost purely magical knowledge. "This is amazing."
Harry nodded at him, Tony decided to ask, "So do you think they would let me go see your super secret magic school, I could make a donation." Tony watched as Harry froze giving a strange look before understanding came over his features.
"Come on Tony, we can talk in the kitchen." Harry led them back out to the sitting room.
When they passed the only unopened door Tony asked, "What's behind that fourth door?" He watched as Harry grew sad and slightly angry before returning to a more neutral face.
"That is a secret for now." Harry then continued to the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of alcohol off the wall. He poured a single and a half shot and slid the half over to him. "I think I have mentioned bits and pieces but never actually explained my world to you."
Tony took his drink and sipped it, his throat felt like fire until it hit his stomach and warmed his whole body, "Good god that's some good drink."
Harry laughed and took sip and blew out a gout of flame. "It's enchanted, called Fire Whiskey. Be careful though, magic folk could drink 5 times the average person so it's made with that in mind." Tony nodded and poured himself another before getting back to it.
"Well you told me the magical people hid themselves in plain sight after the witch hunts started by the church. They live in hidden communities from what I can gather and don't interact with 'muggles'" he said the word like it was another language, "or non-magic people."
"Right well that's mostly correct. The problem is that this didn't happen on your world."
"My world? You mean you are alien?" Tony asked slightly confused.
Harry sighed and shot his drink back before focusing on Tony, "My world was Earth also, well an Earth in a parallel universe or something. See I was born July 31st 1980." Harry then proceeded to gloss over his younger years until he got to Hogwarts. He told Tony about his adventures, the danger of having a Dark Lord after your blood, the friends he made, and the Second Blood War. "When I stuck him down in that battle I had assumed, like everyone else there, that the war was truly over. We were wrong."
Harry took another drink, "In 1997 I struck down Voldemort but he came back, worse than ever. He had nothing to lose, his minions were scattered or didn't believe anymore, he lost his safety net and couldn't create anymore of his soul containers. So he did something unforgivable, he made a deal. He gave up his soul and his minions souls to open a portal directly to a realm of demons. From that moment on it was only a matter of time. We lost land daily, people died in the millions at first. We rebelled and fought and tried to save as many as we could but they were limitless in numbers. This side effects of demons treading ground was disastrous to us and our morale."
When Harry paused Tony wanted to throw some sarcastic quip about this or that to lighten the mood, but something about Harry looked old and worn at that moment. This wasn't the goofy smiling guy who showed off his ideas or the library he is so proud of. This is a man who has seen the end of his own world. "What effects?"
Harry took another shot and sighed with little flames curling off his breath, "Corruption. Plain and simple. When the lands no longer support life, when the water is so poisoned and diseased that you can't even boil it anymore, and the air thick with the scent of demon stench; rotting, stagnant, filth." Harry cleared his throat as his mind from the flashback, "So we ran. We held the line as long as we could, each day losing more people, friends, lovers, and family. Eventually the people fighting whittled down until it was just me."
Tony just had to ask, "Why could you survive when the other couldn't?"
"During my youth I had come across a quest to gather items. I never intentionally gathered these items but through happenstance or design I was granted them. These items were called the Deathly Hallows, items granted by Death itself to three brothers. Each item was said to grant an ability, the Elder Wand made it's wielder unbeatable, the Resurrection Stone could bring back the dead, albeit temporarily, and the Cloak of Invisibility was said to hide you from even Death."
"So why do these items matter?"
"It was said if you collect all three you become the Master of Death." Tony just gave him a waiting look "The Master of Death is someone Death dares not touch. People in my world once quested for them thinking immortality a boon. It's not, not when everyone you know, all your friends and family die, not when you're surviving on a world doomed by one madman."
Tony shuddered at the thought. "So how did you get here?"
Harry pulled himself away form the darker areas of his mind, "During the resistance I had the honor of being accompanied by people much smarter than me, one of which was my best friend Hermione. She was the definition of a scholar and a genius. That book on the magical computer," Harry said to Tony, "was her idea. She worked out a way to use an old ritual, created for youth, to time travel, the only problem is the alignment of the stars meant it would be years before it could be done. I had to wait 23 years after the last person died to finally complete the ritual."
"So how old are you really? Do I need to call you grandpa?" Tony asked trying to lighten the mood.
Harry laughed, "Old enough to put you across my knee for that disrespect!" They both broke down laughing and started to drink, Harry elaborated on the lighter sides of his years talking about the time the Twins launched fireworks in the school or the time he turned himself into an animal and couldn't tell anyone. Tony shared in equal measure talking about the wild parties he would attend and some of the crazy things he and Rhodey had done in their younger years at MIT. Eventually the bottle was done, with Harry drinking closer to 80% of it. Both ended up passing out on the couches back in the lab.
