He wakes
Harry POV:
I woke up in an unfamiliar sofa surrounded by strangers. I reacted instantly in habit and whipped out my wand from my jackets inside pocket.
The people instantly pulled out weapons, a dagger and a bow and arrow. And also one of the men had a metal arm, one had a green fist and the last had a glowing palm. A bit strange, but who was I to judge? I was the one pointing a stick at them. The woman looked slightly familiar, maybe it was the red hair and green eyes but I could’ve sworn that my mother looked like basically a sister of this woman.
She saw my staring and snarled a bit, I leaned back a bit to get away from her terrifyingness. The boy with the bow and arrow chuckled at my fear and I gave him my best Hermione glare and he shivered before backing away.
The metal arm dude stared at me and I’m not gonna lie, he was really fit. But he was pointing a weapon at me so minus points for that. Not saying that he was going to want to sleep with me but who wouldn’t?
Bucky POV:
The man was really attractive and I don’t particularly know why why he was pointing a stick at us but he felt dangerous so I didn’t put down the knives. His green eyes were staring intensely into mine and I felt uncomfortably aroused which is not a good thing in these trousers. They are very tight.
Tony asked him who he was in his interrogation voice and I could see the man mock tremble in mock fear. “ My name is Harry Potter.” He’s… British?