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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 everyone! I know, I dropped off the face of the Earth since forever and I am really sorry~! Here is an update and I will try getting back into the flow of updating, I promise! In between work and school, we shall see how it goes~~ Enjoy!

Harry glanced around the jet, observing how his apparently new housemates acted. Steve was sitting beside Agent Coulson with Natasha and Clint across from them, discussing something in hushed voices that were too low for him to hear. Tony was showing Thor something on his laptop that had the Asgardian dropping his jaw in wonder, eyes glued to the screen in shock.

Looking up when he felt Bruce grasping his hand, Harry looked up at his husband, silently asking what was wrong.

“You alright?” Bruce asked.

“I’m fine.” Harry replied automatically, causing Bruce to snort in disbelief. “What?”

“That’s your reply to everything. I’m betting if you had an arm cut off, you still would say you’re fine. You never complain.” Bruce teased.

“What are you talking about?” Harry retorted softly. “I always complain. I always cause problems.”

“No you don’t!” Bruce hissed back. “I’m going to kill those bastards!”

“Whoa! That’s the first time I’ve seen you channel your alter ego Doc!” Clint interrupted them, alerting them to the fact that their conversation had been heard by the others.

“I don’t care how much I supress him. With those people, they would deserve everything Hulk does to them.” Bruce retorted.

“With how protective he is of me, that’s why I didn’t want him to be there when I went back.” Harry spoke up.

“So how does this work exactly?” Natasha spoke up.

“What do you mean?” Bruce asked, dreading what she was going to say already.

“How does the Hulk feel about you being married? I mean judging by what you’ve said so far, he is overprotective of Harry but how did this happen?” she explained.

“It’s a long story.” Harry answered.

“Uh, we do have another hour before we land, I think that’s more than enough time to answer the question.” Tony piped up, tone slightly cold.

“Okay, let’s try this. I don’t want to tell you.” Harry snapped back.

“Easy.” Bruce whispered to him, his grip tightening slightly on Harry’s hand. Turning to face the others, he tried to stave off the inevitable explosion. “In order for you to fully understand how our relationship works, Harry would have to tell his entire life story. And believe me that will take more than an hour.”

Harry turned his head away from them all, closing his eyes so that he wouldn’t be disturbed again. He couldn’t tell them, a group of complete strangers, about one of the worse times of his life. A time when he was betrayed by someone he had pledged to share his life with, a time when he was betrayed by those he thought were closest to him. A time when he lost those he considered family.

Harry was woken up by Bruce shaking his shoulder and softly calling his name. “Harry, we’re here.”

“Wonderful.” Harry bit out, tone equal parts sarcastic and annoyed at the same time. They slowly got off the plane only to find Tony’s limo parked right outside the airport yet again, Happy already holding the door open for them.

Harry blinked in confusion as Bruce led him to the vehicle, wondering where the man and limo had come from and why said man was wearing dark sunglasses at midnight. Deciding not to question the apparently regular occurrence, he went inside the car and sat down between Thor and Bruce.

When they were all seated, the driver, Happy according to Bruce, turned to Harry. “Where to sir?”

“12 Grimmauld Place.” Harry replied, not elaborating or meeting anyone’s eyes.

Not another word was spoken during the hour long drive that followed, the Avengers merely watching as Harry seemed to curl into himself further and further as they got closer to their destination until finally he just buried his head into Bruce’s shoulder and left it there, not meeting anyone’s gaze. They all noticed the violent flinch he gave when their car stopped and Happy turned to ask him if he was sure of the address.

Without answering the kind driver, Harry climbed over Bruce’s lap and exited the limo. Having no other choice, the Avengers followed him onto the street, standing around him as he stared at numbers 11 and 13 with a haunted look in his eye.

“There’s no 12.” Natasha said after a minute, pointing out the obvious.

“The Headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix may be found at number twelve, Grimmauld Place, London.” Harry mumbled dispassionately, causing them all to turn to stare at him.

“What’s that even mea—“Clint was cut off by a deep rumbling sound from across the street. The sound caused him, Natasha and Phil to immediately reach for their guns until they noticed what was causing the rumbling. The group stared in shock as numbers eleven and thirteen shifted to the side and number twelve seemed to grow out of the place they had been occupying.

“The hell—“Tony exclaimed in shock, not finishing his sentence as the rumbling came to an abrupt halt with the newly formed number twelve sitting on the street as if had been there all day.

“Mr. Potter, a little warning next time may be helpful.” Phil chastised, trying to hide his surprise.

“I’ll put that on the top of my to do list.” Harry sniped, walking forward to the house.

The rest of the group followed behind, not quite sure what had just happened. Houses didn’t just grow out of thin air and move around. Who was this guy?

Reaching the door, Harry lay his hand against it. They all heard locks being clicked as soon as his hand was on the door, then it glowed white for a moment before shimmering and opening, even though he had not touched the doorknob.

Walking inside, they were greeted by a long, narrow hallway, ending in a staircase that had a ratty curtain to one side. Before they could move one step further, they heard shouting coming down from the room on the left of the hallway.

“Well you can’t expect him to live here alone, he needs people around him!” A female voice screeched.

“Mum he’s not two years old, he’s a fully grown man! He can take care of himself.” A masculine voice replied.

“He’s seventeen Bill, I’d hardly call him a man.” The women yelled back.

“Eighteen mum, he’s eighteen.” Another male corrected her.

“One year doesn’t make that much difference Charlie!” She yelled back.

“Who’s the harpy?” Tony asked, absently rubbing his ear.

“You’ll find out soon enough.” Bruce replied, not looking forward to the meeting about to take place. Mainly because he knew how much this would hurt Harry.

“Mum he has a godfather, he can go live with him.” The first male, Bill, suggested.

“Please, as if Harry cares about him at all. We can take better care of him.” A new female voice spoke up.

“And what exactly makes you more capable of taking care of him Ginevra?” Harry spoke up as he entered the room, which turned out to be a massive dining room.

Silence fell over the room as both groups stared at each other. Finally, a women with shoulder length red hair that was curled into ringlets around her face stood up. “Harry. We didn’t expect to see you here sweetie.”

As the harpy lady moved to hug Harry, Tony noticed him visibly flinching and moving back into Bruce, rendering her unable to complete the motion.

“I’m not here to see any of you Molly.” Harry spoke up in a cold tone. “I’m here to take Teddy and leave.”

A young women with bushy brown hair began to protest from her place at the table. “Take him and leave? What right do you have to do that! He should stay here with us, people who love him, his own kind!”

“Do you really have any right to say that Granger?” Harry aimed an icy stare in her direction.

“And why shouldn’t she have a right to say that?” A tall gangly redheaded man spoke up behind Granger.

“Raised with his own kind? Give me a break. She is the last person in this room who has a right to say that. A muggleborn like her wanting to raise a pure-blooded wizard? What right does she have?” Harry growled.

The gangly man’s face started to turn a bright red as he glared at Harry. “What does her blood have to do with anything?!” He yelled.

“I wasn’t the one who brought blood between us Ronald. She was. Do keep that in mind alright?” Harry advised in a sickingly sweet tone, as if he was speaking to a two year old.

“Enough of this talk right now, it’s getting us nowhere.” A young women with the same red hair spoke up. “Teddy should stay with us Harry. With either my family or myself.”

“Again, what gives you the right to decide something like that Ginevra?” Harry questioned, ignoring the steam now coming out of the red-headed boy’s ears.

“Considering who we are to you, that should be obvious.” Ginevra replied.

“Who you are to me? You are nothing to me, your family, except for a very select few are nothing to me. Why would I want my godson to live with the people who betrayed me the most in this world?” Harry spat out, obviously trying to control his temper.

“Oh get over it Harry, it was so long ago. Who cares anymore? You can’t still be griping about that!” She shot back at him, tone flippant.

“He has every right to never forgive you for that.” A voice spoke up behind them.

As one, the Avengers turned to view and make way for the newcomer. He was a tall boy with an angular face and amber eyes. His hair was a deep red and his glare was throwing icy daggers at Ginevra.

“Teddy.” Harry whispered in wonder, tone going soft as he lay eyes on who appeared to be his godson.

“Harry!” The boy seemed to change from a serious man with a harsh glare to a hyperactive five year old high on sugar as he glomped Harry, causing him to let out a squeak of surprise. “I missed you so much, I knew you would come back!”

Laughing lightly, Harry gently patted him on the back before prying him off. “Sorry I wasn’t able to visit more often.”

“Don’t apologize!” Teddy scolded him. “I know all the reasons behind you being unable to visit and I understand them, I always have.”

“I’m glad.” Harry whispered, being overheard only by Teddy and the Avengers who were all standing around him.

“Well, now that you’re here, Teddy you can tell that godfather of yours that you’re going to move in with us honey.” Molly spoke up again, trying to control the outcome of this meeting.

“Why would I live with you?” Teddy asked.

“Sweetie, you are far too young to be on your own. And Harry here has his own life I am sure, he is probably married by now, you can’t expect to intrude on him and his new wife. I am sorry that he and my Ginny did not work out and had problems but we can’t let you intrude on his new life.” She replied, ignoring the incredulous stares aimed at her.

It took all of five seconds for Harry to explode. “A FEW PROBLEMS?!?! Is that what you are calling it now? I find out that my new wife is stealing from me and has been for a year, on our wedding night no less and you call it a few problems?”

“Oh dear, would you let it go already? Ginny was just trying to help out her brothers and family, she wasn’t doing anything wrong. Besides, you would have given us that money anyway if we had asked.” Molly replied, waving her hand as if trying to get rid of a bad smell in the air.

“Exactly. I would have given it to you if you had asked. That does not give her the right to take obscene amounts of money out of my vault just to transfer it to yours. And her brothers never asked her for help. At the time the only unemployed one was Ronald and he had been out of school for a year so he should have been working, he was just too lazy to find a job.” Harry shot back, still seething that she had brought this up.

“We deserved that money.” Ronald spoke up. “We stuck by you for seven years, nearly getting killed year after year and for what? You are too cheap to give us a bit of money as repayment?”

“You shouldn’t have had that money in the first place.” Granger pitched in. “You are a mere half-blood, the Weasley’s are a pure-blooded family who is not up to the societal standards that come with being a pureblood in the wizarding world. It should have been your duty as the person marrying someone of higher blood standing than yourself to give all your wealth to her family so that they can live up to their name of a pureblood family.”

“Live up to their name, what a joke. That money was the money that my parents worked hard for, to give to me. No one had a right to touch it. And it most certainly is not my fault that the Weasleys decided to live below their societal standards. That’s their own fault. I shouldn’t have to spend my inheritance on them.” Harry replied back, his tone indicating that he was sick and tired of this conversation.

“Besides Hermione,” Teddy spoke up, tone cold. “You don’t care about the standing of the Weasley family. You just want Harry to give up the money to them so that you, as someone who married into the family, would get the benefits. Considering the fact that all the older brothers are successful and your husband makes pennies compared to them, which would leave him with most of Harry’s gold since the older sons have enough of their own and don’t need the extra.”

“This family is disgusting.” Steve spoke up from behind Harry, causing him to jump slightly since he had forgotten that the Avengers were still there.

“I don’t need to say anything more to any of you. The only reason I came back was to get Teddy, other than that I couldn’t care less about what any of you think. You have five minutes to get out of here, otherwise the wards will evict you. Except for Charlie and Bill, I wish you all a horrible night filled with nightmares.” Harry spoke up after a minute, his last sentence dripping with hatred.

“You can’t just kick us out!” Ronald snapped.

“Actually, he can. His house, his wards.” Teddy shot him down.

“Harry please—“

Geneva’s plea was cut off by Teddy addressing Harry again. “So Harry are you actually married? Am I going to have to live with you and her? Cause wow, I would totally feel like a third wheel in that situation!”

“Teddy relax, yes I am married, yes you would have to live with us and no, you won’t be a third wheel.” Harry tried to calm him down.

Tony decided that he had been ignored long enough. “Actually, you won’t possibly feel like a third wheel. The place you are going to be staying in with us is so huge that it’s impossible for you to be near them at any time which would make you feel like a third wheel.”

“The place we’re going to? Wait, we’re all going to the same place?” Teddy asked, very confused at the moment.

“Yes, all of us are going to be living together in my place, Avengers Tower.” Tony said proudly.

“Harry and his wife too?” Teddy asked, trying to process what was happening.

“About that, Teddy, I don’t have a wife.” Harry interrupted.

“What, you just said you were married!” Teddy asked, now seriously confused.

“He didn’t say he was married to a women though,” Bruce spoke up, wrapping his arms around Harry’s waist from behind and resting his chin on Harry’s shoulder.

“Oh, now this makes more sense.” Teddy said softly, before shaking his head quickly. “I lied, I’m still horribly confused. But what the hey, I’m leaving Britain and I’ll be living with Harry, I’m sure this will all make sense later.”

“Are you all packed or do you need some help?” Clint spoke up, the kid was kindof cute. If not a touch on the bipolar-hyper-off-sugar side.

“All done, I never unpacked in the first place, I knew Harry would come for me.” Teddy replied, eyes sparkling in happiness.

A sudden foghorn sound screeched through the house before the entire family of redheads seemed to glow for a moment and then were seemingly yanked out of the kitchen. The group all jumped to the side as one after the other they were pulled out of the kitchen and into the entrance way and out of the open front door. When lastly Granger went through the door, it slammed shut with a crash, causing a horrible screaming to start up from near the staircase.

“What is that!?” Steve yelled over the obscenities being yelled by a female voice.

“Grandma.” Harry and Teddy both replied in tired voices before exiting the kitchen. The group followed them down the hallway to the staircase where the ratty curtain had moved to reveal a portrait of a mean looking old woman.

“That’s your grandmother?” Natasha asked, horror slightly lacing her tone.

The others had very similar sentiments about the women in the photo who was shouting her head off.

“Yah, that’s her. SHUT UP GRANDMA!” Harry suddenly yelled out, causing the Avengers to jump and the portrait to stop yelling, the women now staring at him in shock. Teddy couldn’t help it, he burst out laughing at the look on her face as Harry reached over and hid her face from view.

No one knew what to say in the sudden silence. Finally Tony, deciding that enough was enough and that he missed Jarvis, decided to speak up. “So, that’s your family. I can see why you didn’t want to come back. But now that this is all over, how about we hop on a plane headed for Avengers Tower and hopefully an explanation of what the hell happened today cause I think all of us are VERY confused.”
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