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Love of My Life	By : DrackenLady Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 4603 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Don't own The Avengers or Harry Potter or any of the characters used in the story. This story is purely for fun and I make no profit/money from it.

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Hey Guys! Thanks for the awesome reviews, sorry I didn't reply to them I was writing but I did read all of them I swear. So newsFLASH about this story, it's no longer a threeshot. I dont know how long it WILL be, but it's not a Threeshot anymore. Enjoy

Bruce sat in the back seat of Tony’s private airplane, trying to ignore Thor’s thunderous (no pun intended) snores from the front. The Asgardian national had fallen asleep after he had annoyed every other member of the team with excessive exclamations of the ‘wonders of the petty mortal brains’.

Clint and Natasha appeared to be dozing across from him, though you could never really tell with the two spies.

Steve and the good Agent were sitting across the aisle from them, Steve yet again sketching while listing to his ‘magical’ new iPod. Agent Coulson was on the phone talking to someone, Fury if Bruce guessed right, about something or another.

Tony was sitting across from him, busying himself with something on his laptop. The genius had refused to speak with him since his declaration of being married to another male two days ago.

After the shock had worn down, in other words the others had realised that he refused to talk about his declaration, Tony had overruled everyone else’s plans and declared that they were all taking his private jet to Calcutta. Agent Coulson, being the team handler, had no choice but to come along.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He heard Tony’s quiet whisper float over to him a few minutes later, making him look away from the window.

“I never thought I would have to.” Bruce replied simply.

“What do you mean you never thought you would have to?!” Tony snapped back, trying to not raise his voice in case the others woke up.

“Honestly I never thought I would be moving into a tower with a bunch of superheroes after we saved the world. According to Natasha and Fury, I was to go back to Calcutta after we found the Tesseract and I would never be disturbed again.” Bruce explained.

“What stopped you after you did move into a tower with a bunch of superheroes?” Tony shot back.

“Let’s just say, I never knew how long my presence would be wanted in said tower.” Bruce replied, turning his head away from the billionaire to signal the end of their conversation.

“Gentleman and lady, please be aware that we will begin decent into Calcutta within a few minutes.” The pilot’s voice awakened the sleeping superheroes and caused Bruce to swallow in slight fear of what he might find when he got to the village where he had last left his husband.

Breezing through customs and exiting Calcutta airport, Bruce stepped outside to see a black limo parked outside with Tony’s driver, Happy, standing by the door. Tony stepped up beside him and just raised an unimpressed eyebrow at his dumbfounded look.

“Really? This still surprises you?” he questioned sarcastically before climbing into the car, followed by the rest of the team.

Happy sat in the driver’s seat before turning back and addressing Bruce. “Where should I be heading sir?”

“North, to a village in Durgapur.” Bruce responded.

“How far away is that?” Clint asked. He thought they would be going to Calcutta and that’s it, considering that’s where Natasha found Bruce in the first place.

“About two and a half hours from here.” Bruce replied.

Staring at him in wonder for a moment, Steve addressed the elephant in the room. “Why were two married men living two and a half hours apart exactly?”

“Different relief projects.” Was all Bruce would say before turning his head to lean against the window and feigning sleep.

The others stared at him for two minutes before deciding that he really wasn’t about to talk anymore. Steve pulled out his sketch pad again, Clint stole his iPod to listen to, Natasha began cleaning her guns, Tony went back to his laptop and Thor engaged Agent Phil with stories of all the creatures of Asgard and whether they existed in Midgard or not.

Thanks to Tony ‘tinkering’ with his own limo, they got to Durgapur within the hour and Tony had to shake Bruce awake so that he could direct Happy on where to go.

Looking outside the windows, Tony shivered as he remembered his first and only trip to Gulmira. Mud homes with sheets for doors, cows and goats in the middle of the road, dirty children running from place to place. It truly brought a new meaning to Third World.

“Stop here.” Bruce called out suddenly.

Looking out of the window, Tony was confused. Why were they stopping in front of the worst house in the village? Half of a wall was slanted, looking like the house was melting, ratty sheets formed doorways and glassless windows greeted them.

“You sure this is the right place Doc?” Clint asked hesitantly.

“Oh yah. This is where he would stay alright.” Bruce answered tiredly, informing them all unintentionally that there was a back story behind this.

Getting out of the car, Bruce finally noticed the stares people were giving them. They must look like aliens, especially with a limo. He looked down when he felt a tug on his pant leg.

A little girl, no older than five, was staring at him with a curious look in her eyes. Smiling at her, he remembered her name from the last time he had been there. “Priya.”

Before he could say anything else, a wide grin split the girls face before she ran off into the village without a backward glance.

“So children are scared of you in human form too. That must be comforting.” Tony commented in a bland voice from behind him, causing outraged cries of ‘TONY’ to erupt from Natasha and Steve.

Bruce just smiled self-deprecatingly and whispered, “Good. That way they know to always stay away, means they never get hurt.”

Watching him with sympathetic eyes, Steve walked over to the house ‘doorway’, smacking Tony on the head as he went.

The rest of the team followed him inside, taking in the sparsely furnished structure. There was an old table to one side of the room, a couple of ancient chairs around it, their paint peeling and looking like they would collapse if a breeze so much as brushed by them. To the right side of the room was another curtain, which they assumed led to a bathroom.

The room had a mud ledge, which is where Bruce gravitated towards. Following him there, they could see a blanket on the floor, with the top folded over a few times to form a pseudo pillow. Turning to stare at him when Bruce scoffed, Phil raised his eye in question. “He never could get used to the heat here.” Bruce answered the unspoken question.

“I’d have to fight tooth and nail with him just to have a sheet in bed from insects when we were in the same place. He always forced me to take the sheet when we went to different relief sites.”

Natasha walked over to the side of the ledge, where she saw two piles of clothes, neatly folded and placed on a clean, if old, blanket. Bruce walked over and stood behind her.

“Well, he kept my clothes at least. Hopefully that’s a good sign.” Bruce whispered.

“What do you mean?” Thor rumbled from behind him.

“When SHIELD called for me, I had no way of telling him. My relief work was supposed to end three days after Natasha found me, then I was supposed to meet up with him here. Obviously, that’s not what happened.” Bruce informed them.

“Let me get this straight.” Clint broke the silence that ensued. “You have a husband in the middle of god knows where, which you leave without informing, spend over a month away from, then think of him again and decide to come visit?”

“I never forgot about him!” Bruce snapped, immediately regretting it when he saw Natasha and Phil reach for their guns.

“Well that’s good to know.” An unknown voice spoke up from behind them.

Turning around they got their first look at the good Doctor’s husband. Small, petite male, with pale skin falsely suggesting that he did not go out into the sunlight a lot. Gorgeous emerald green eyes with thick black lashes that girls would die for, set in a round face with full pouty rosy lips. Black as midnight hair piled on top of his head in a hastily formed bun left some strands to frame his face completed the look.

“Harry.” Bruce whispered.

“Harry? As in that gorgeous man is your husband?” Clint snapped, unable to control himself.

Natasha smacked him, hard, for that comment before focusing on the new male, Harry that was in the room. He seemed rather calm for someone who had just walked in to see a group of people looking around his home. Relatively speak that is.

They watched as he turned towards the little girl that they had not noticed before, the same one that had ran away from Bruce, he whispered a few words to her that caused her to smile at him and run away again.

Turning back to them, he observed them silently, just as they did him.

Natasha thought back to when Bruce had first dropped that bomb on them as she observed the silent male. There had been pandemonium. Tony had demanded to know what he meant by husband, Clint had asked if he was married to Bruce or Hulk with a lecherous smirk, Steve had asked if he even knew about the Hulk, Natasha had asked why he hadn’t told her so she could ask SHIELD to put him in protective custody, Thor had boomed out congratulations and Phil had immediately gotten on the phone with Fury to inform him that Banner was married and that this might lead to a security breach. None of them had asked about what the husband looked like and why he wasn’t mentioned.

Not that Bruce gave them a chance, they were being flat out nosy and he had left them all yelling and gone to bed. They had sat there and speculated about how the meeting with the two men would be after they hadn’t seen each other for so long but none of them truly expected what happened next.

Harry walked up to Bruce and just looked at him for a few moments before reaching his arm back and punching him in the face. Hearing the crunching sound that followed made the Avengers rush into action, Natasha and Clint forcing Harry into a seat with Thor standing behind him, hands on his shoulders to stop him from moving. Tony trying to staunch the bleeding without getting any blood on his suit as Phil tried to reset the nose.

Once the bleeding had lessened and the nose was reset, Steve rounded on Harry. “What do you think you were doing?!”

“I was breaking the nose of my inconsiderate husband who decided to drop off the face of the Earth for two months!” Harry snapped back, finally drawing their attention to his British sounding accent.

“He was called away! Besides, that gives you no right to break his nose! What if he got angry then what would you do?” Steve snapped back, not knowing if the younger male knew about the Hulk.

“Hulky would never hurt me!” Harry yelled, shocking the war hero into silence.

“Hulky?” Clint and Natasha yelled out, not noticing the blush that stained Bruce’s cheeks at the nickname.

“Yah who else? What do you want me to call him, the ‘other guy’ like my moronic doctor husband? Oh I know, let’s call him ‘Bruce’s little friend’, or his ‘other side. Christ it’s you-know-who, boy-who-lived and he-who-must-not-be-named all over again!” Harry ranted at them.

“Honey,” Bruce called out softly, trying not to further upset his husband. “How long since you last slept?”

“Oh, what do you care?” Harry snapped back, a hysterical edge in his voice. “You left me for two months, with no message, letter or so much as a see you later!”

“Harry I had no choice!” Bruce tried to explain before Harry interrupted him again.

“Really Bruce? You had no choice in leaving, no choice in not contacting me, no choice in forgetting about me, none at all?” Harry replied back in a cold tone.

“No Harry I didn’t forget you!” Bruce pleaded. “Please just listen to what happened before you judge.”

Harry just stared back at him coldly and Bruce took it as a sign to explain what happened. He explained his meeting with Natasha, living on the Helicarrier for all of three days before they had to regroup in Manhattan. He explained the war with Loki, the destruction and reconstruction of Stark, now Avengers, Tower. He told him about how the only chance he had of coming back was when they settled into Avengers Tower and he explained that he had to go back.

Throughout it all Harry just stared back at him, gaze unwavering. When Bruce finished the explanation, there was an awkward silence as they all waited to see the reaction. Thor was expecting awe at their achievements, Tony was expecting Harry to thank him or comment about Avengers Tower, Natasha and Phil were expecting questions about SHIELD, Steve was hoping that now Harry would understand and forgive Bruce and Clint just wanted to see Harry fly off the handle and punch one of them again. Preferably not him of course.

“So you saved the world?” Harry finally spoke up.

“Yes.” Tony replied, unable to let his egotistical side remain quiet for much longer.

“And you came out of it alive.”

“Obviously.”

“And you did it with a man who made a suit of metal cause he was bored, a guy who was frozen in time because he underwent an experimental drug, another man who is a good archer, an international spy slash assassin, a man whose brother was the one trying to destroy the world in the first place and my husband’s alter ego.”

“When you put it like that, it sounds juvenile in a way but it’s still true.”

“So what do you want me to do about it?”

“I...wait what?”

“So you saved the world.” Harry replied. “What do you want me to do about it?”

“How about a thank you?” Tony replied snidely.

“Uh…how about no. For all intents and purposes, my husband was technically blackmailed into helping you, forgot that I even existed for those two months and coerced into participating.” Harry replied.

Having no words to rebut that statement, silence descended onto the mud house yet again.

“What do you want from me anyway? Why did you come here, you could have just sent Bruce.” Harry finally asked the question that had been nagging at him.

“We want you to come to Manhattan, live with all of us in Avengers tower.” Phil finally spoke up.

“WHAT?” The apparently uninformed Avengers plus Harry yelled out.

“I spoke with Director Fury on the phone, he said that the safest place for a spouse of one of the Avengers was with in the same place they all resided, that way they could all keep an eye out for him.” Phil replied, not shaken by the loud tones.

“That makes no sense though, if we have an emergency then we will have to leave him in the tower all alone and unprotected.” Natasha attempted to contradict.

“He can take of himself.” Bruce spoke up in a soft tone.

“Bruce don’t.” Harry bit out in a harsh tone.

“Harry, I know you hate using but I apparently cannot come back here. SHIELD won’t let me. So if my abandonment of you hasn’t completely destroyed everything between us, then this is the only way for us to be together.” Bruce pleaded.

“Use? Are you on drugs or something?” Steve asked.

“Bruce please,” Harry ignored the soldier. “I know you didn’t abandon me, and it would take much more than something like a bit of time apart to make our relationship fall to pieces. But I cannot go with you, if I use again they will track me down, you know this!”

“Can’t you just set up some wards that will stop them from finding out?” Bruce pleaded.

“You know I can’t, they would just trace the area the wards originated and find me. I can’t go with you Bruce.” Harry replied.

“If this is about your background, SHIELD is already aware of it.” Phil’s voice made him freeze.

“What?” Harry and Bruce both yelled out in shock.

“SHIELD is fully aware of the happenings of Britain, we know what happened there and we won’t hold it against you. Director Fury wanted to ask you to consider joining the Avengers in fact.”

“If I can’t use here or in America, what makes you think that I would want to join this team of yours that would almost certainly mean that I have to use again?” Harry snapped.

“Ok, what the hell are you talking about?” Tony finally snapped.

“None of your concern.” Harry snapped back.

“Harry,” Bruce moved over to the chair that Thor was still holding Harry in, kneeling before him and grabbing his hands. “You don’t have to use if you don’t want to just please come back with me.”

“We’re not that hard to live with I promise.” Steve attempted to lighten the mood.

Harry averted his eyes from the chocolate brown ones of his husband that were pleading silently with him. “There’s….another reason.” He finally whispered.

“What is it?” Bruce questioned softly.

“We may…we may have to divorce.” Harry whispered, his head bowed so that he did not have to see the reactions of those around him, particularly Bruce.

“Wha—“Bruce gasped out.

“I…have to go back to Britain.” Harry finally explained.

“After everything they did to you why would you go back?” Bruce forced himself to ask, trying not to think that his husband wanted to divorce him.

“Why does that mean that to have to end your marriage?” Thor spoke up, startling Harry who forgot that he was standing behind him.

“Because I can’t ask him to put up with me and the person I have to bring back.” Harry replied.

“If you’re coming back then why should you get a divorce?” Clint asked.

“Harry please tell me what’s going on!” Bruce pleaded, fed up with the half answers.

Harry stood up and moved away from them, going over to stand by one of the glassless windows by the door. “A few years ago there was a war in Britain in which I was a key player. My father’s best friend had just had a son but he was killed soon after, right before I could end the war. Before he had died, he named me his son’s godfather.”

Taking a deep breath to stave off the tears that always threatened to appear whenever he thought about the aftermath of the war, he kept talking. “The baby’s grandmother pleaded that I leave the boy with her. I was in a really bad place then and I agreed. She had a right to him after all. A few days ago I got a missive from this girl I went to school with, who told me that Andromeda, the boy’s grandmother had passed away. He has no one but me now. She said that I would have to pick him up as soon as possible because I am the only one who has full custody of him.”

Bruce stared at Harry before going to join him by the window. He put his hands on the smaller male’s shoulders and slowly turned him around. Harry stared at him with eyes full of tears, trying not to let them fall. Smiling gently, Bruce pulled the younger man into a tight hug and gently began to reprimand him.

“Why would we have to divorce over something like this?” Bruce questioned.

“I can’t expect you to put up with a child you do not even know!” Harry argued back.

“You can’t expect me to okay, but that doesn’t mean I won’t do it.” Bruce replied back.

“You mean, you’re okay with me bringing him to live with me?” Harry asked.

“No.” Bruce replied, making Harry’s face fall. “I’m okay with him living with us not just you because the both of you will be joining us in Avengers Tower. Okay?”

“Okay.” Harry replied after hesitating for a few moments.

“Great, let’s go pick up your new son so that we can get you back to Avengers tower and have you ready to meet the Director.” Clint interrupted them before moving back to the limo so he wouldn’t have to help in packing. Though why either one of them would want to take the things they call clothes in that place back to Manhattan he wouldn’t know. Stark did outdo himself with spending his money on all of them to give them new wardrobes. Or that could be because his ego protested being seen with anyone of them in public without a brand name on their bodies.

Now I know a lot of people wanted to see reactions to the news. I will touch on that later, but you're going to see more reactions throughout the story cause I think Bruce is really private and once he said something like that, he would just leave in order to not answer any more questions.
Next chapter will have a few explanations about why Harry left the wizarding world and how the loving couple met. Plus Harry did not just forgive Bruce, you'll also see more of that.
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