The beggining
Tony was getting over that Pepper had left him. Well, 95% of him had already realized that their relationship was over after ... The abortion
The news of Pepper's pregnancy was something that took him by surprise. He had never imagined himself as a father. But it took him less than an hour to start planning and organizing a nursery.
Pepper had laughed at him saying he was ahead of the curve. He had said it was better to be proactive.
And the visit to the doctor when Pepper was 18 weeks pregnant had wrecked them. Serious malformations due to a recessive genetic defect. There was no chance that the baby would survive the delivery, or that Pepper would.
They chose the most human and buried the baby's remains. The doctor told them that they were young, but that if they wanted to have children in the future, it was best to resort to assisted fertilization. That it was rare that two people with the same recessive gene had gotten together
He and Pepper walked away. Hell, Pepper was barely out of college and he was only two years older than her. They both dealt with the pain in his own way, but Tony couldn't undo the nursery that featured some stuffed animals and a crib that he had designed himself.
Tony took refuge in his work and Pepper in hers. In the end, breaking up was for the best. The spark they had shared had been extinguished after the baby's death. It was a couple of days after that that Tony finished his project, what he would later consider to be his first son, he started Jarvis.
They were on a business trip to London and Jarvis only had access to a laptop. But Tony was able to pour out all his heart on the machine because he would not judge him or go to the press.
That night Tony brought to his bed a woman with ink black hair, emerald eyes and some nasty scars that she explained as the result of an accident when Tony asked. It was the first of many nights that Tony Stark took refuge in the pleasure of a woman's arms to flee from her personal demons.
But he never forgot the woman with black hair and emerald eyes who hugged him when he cried in the middle of the trance caused by alcohol.
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Haresa didn't regret the way she lost her virginity. She not even seeing that pink potion that indicated her pregnancy
After the war she had had a bad time. Hermione said that she had a right to cry being alone in the muggle world. That she would always have open arms to receive and comfort her. She told him that she had been the one who had lost the most in the war of all
Friends, trust in Dumbledore, Remus, Tonks, her safe haven, a stable roof, acquaintances, ...
She had killed to survive and that was not easily forgotten.
That was why she had ended up in a muggle bar at only seventeen. Two months after the Battle of Hogwarts and after gaining a healthy amount of weight. And there she had met this man with dark eyes and hair, arrogant behavior and acting as if he were untouchable. In a way, she seemed like a version of Draco that she would have classified in the lions' house.
He looked at her, she smiled. And somehow they were making love in her hotel all night. He was delicate to understand that it was Haresa's first time and he treated her like a normal person.
He cried and told her that she had recently lost a child. She hugged him and he talked about how to keep walking and walking day after day
She straightened up when she woke up that night and looked at the sleeping man next to her. She smiled and moved her hair from her forehead before acknowledging him. He was the CEO of Stark Industries, and she was a minor in the muggle world
She dressed silently and scribbled a note that she left on an open laptop. In it she said that she had to go, that it had been a great night and she would not want to have lost her virginity otherwise
In that way Haresa Potter felt ready to return to the wizarding world.
And now, five weeks later, she was in the Hogwarts infirmary facing news that would change her life. At least it was better than going to St Mungo's and facing the press
Before Madam Pomfrey asked her what she wanted to do, Haresa had already made her decision regarding the life that was brewing in her womb.
She knew she couldn't tell Tony, she would look like a fortune hunter and he had just lost a son. And most likely the babies were magical like her. She saved herself work if she didn't tell him.
For now
But in the future she would tell him. She had enough money to support herself for a thousand lives, and her share of the Weasley prank business. She maybe she should buy more interesting businesses and invest.
And to have a good foundation for the future, he could invest in the muggle world. She decided to write a letter to George asking him to play Muggle pranks. She had already seen enough death, now she would see life and joy
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They were all gathered in the Avengers tower. Tony was fastening his cufflinks while he looked at himself in the mirror. He looked good for his forties. And since he worked as a super hero he had barely aged
In the living room he could see Natasha and Clint sharpening knives while talking about unimportant things. Vision was discovering his sense of taste in the kitchen with Wanda, he really hated green peppers.
Thor was in the gym three floors down learning relaxation techniques from the captain from Bruce. Everything was calm and Tony smiled thinking of the great family that he had now occupying his tower. But a part of his mind still went from time to time to the teddy bear that he had never been able to get rid of and that was in his bedroom.
-Mr. Stark, there is an emergency in the lobby- Friday's voice reached his ears
-What's wrong, Friday? - It was rare that she contacted him about an emergency in the lobby.
-A boy has appeared who claims to be his son-Tony sighed. He wishes women would stop doing that. He was a millionaire and had been a playboy, he had so many paternity lawsuits that the lobby of his buildings was equipped to do DNA tests
The worst were the children who really believed that he was his father. The screaming and crying had shattered her soul. But the evidence showed that his mother had lied and that he was just a stranger.
Tony had long since given up on the dream of having children of his own
-Just follow protocol, Friday. –Tony said hoping it wasn't another five-year-old boy who clung to his leg crying while the mother with whom he supposedly had spent a night called him insensitive.
-We've done that, boss. The result is positive. He tested positive three times- Tony tripped over a sofa while the avengers looked at him- That's why we don't know what to do. There is no established protocol for a boy who is really his son
Five minutes later Tony was sitting in a chair in the kitchen in front of his son, the rest of the Avengers were gossiping and spying from the lab.
His son.
God, that sounded so weird. She was quite a bit older than he had thought to begin with, maybe fifteen or sixteen. He had curly black hair, but long enough to be tied back with a headband and pulled away from his face, but he had it neatly combed and loose, with the beginning of curls emerging. His eyes were the color of hazelnuts and he looked like him, but with a feminine touch that sounded familiar to him but he couldn't finish locating
His son, his son
-Well, I think I should start with my name. I am Orion James Potter.-The boy was not shy nor did he act uncomfortable. Either he was a good actor or he had inherited Tony's natural bearing.
-Anthony Stark- he looked at the boy's clothes. It was good, tailored, and some things looked worn, not like they were made specifically for that gathering. That meant that the mother had enough money- I have to say that this has ... Surprised me. Most women who want to award me paternity do so much earlier
-My mother had her motives. Among them was your fame of being a play boy.- the boy smiled affectionately- Mother belongs to the English nobility and after the pregnancy it was difficult for her to maintain her position in the council of nobles, although we bastards are better accepted than a hundred years ago my mother is a rare woman to inherit four titles of nobility despite her gender.
Tony thought he was right. The press would give a noble woman a very hard time who got pregnant out of wedlock by a well-known American playboy. She even remembered when she slept with the daughter of another millionaire and how for weeks they announced their wedding plans
-Even so she behaved a bit like a terrified teenager. She would have been there, even if she didn't want her to be. Even if it were not in person, emails and calls are good forms of communication
-First, she wanted you to be- the boy surprised him- I have a twin sister. My mother used to read us things about you, she omitted the gossip but she told us about your achievements, your company, your intelligence,… She wanted to tell you about us. She would write those long scripts about how to tell you and then she would throw them away. And becoming Iron Man didn't help. And secondly, she was a teenager. She was seventeen when Lily and I were conceived
Tony knew why the mother was so reserved while he thought that he had not only a son, but that he also had a daughter.
A girl, a daughter. He had always imagined himself with a girl to protect, especially after being Iron Man.
He had gotten involved with a minor who also had titles in the English nobility. The press would not only have spent a month with it, they would have created documentaries for a long time. That scandal would have totally destroyed that girl, because the press used to be more primed with women in such matters
The mind remembered something, he tugged at the thread of her memory. Most of the women he had slept with were experienced seducers.
All but one, his only virgin
-Does your mother have black hair, emerald eyes and a small scar on her forehead in the shape of a lightning bolt?
-Do you remember her? - Tony nodded
-She was beautiful. Your sister… Lily… Does she look like her?
-Lily has the red hair of our maternal grandmother. But she looks a lot like her mother. Except for her eyes, she has them like mine. Mom often says it's a shame the color hasn't held up.
Then something else caught Tony's attention. He had met that girl in London, he was part of a council of English nobles, the boy had a British accent and seemed to need hours of sleep.
A chill ran through him
-Just… Where do you live?
-In Black Manor, the family castle in North Wales- the boy said it naturally, as if living in a bloody castle was not strange- It is quite isolated and there are no roads leading to the castle. Can only be accessed by air
-Well, just one other thing. Is your mother here?
-No, I got tired of waiting for him to tell you so I decided to run away when we came back from boarding school and come here. I texted her three hours after I left to tell her where she was going, so I have at least a three hour head start before she chases me like a lion after a gazelle.
Tony felt his head burn
-Have you gotten on an international flight without your mother's permission?
-More or less. But I guess she's on her way here by now.
Tony literally knew that he had to take that woman by the softer side of him or he could face a lawsuit for kidnapping. For some reason he felt that he had been thinking only about lawyers and legal consequences for a good half hour.
-Could you turn on your phone and let me talk to your mother? - Tony ran his hands through his hair- I want to avoid being castre for kidnapping you
The teen pulled out a rather crude model and Tony realized it was an analog, satellite-connected phone, the kind used by the military. So she had access to resources and was overprotective.
He left the room leaving her son in the care of the beasts, or his teammates. That call could include insults and he did not want to say anything that could disturb the child…. Although said boy had managed to escape to another country with only fourteen years old, so he must be a bit manipulative.
There were no games and he could only see two contacts. That meant that either the child was not using the phone or had been given the emergency phone. Tony selected the number that said "Mother" and prayed that she was crazy.
-Orion! Where are you? - the voice jumped to the first ring- I know you are in New York, go into a cafe and stay there until I come to look for you!
-I'm not Orion- the silence on the other side was sudden just interrupting the woman- I'm Tony Stark. Me…
-I am sorry! -Tony looked at the device while the woman continued to apologize for her son and for not telling him that she had had her child. This was strange
-Take it easy. Look, this situation is less than ideal. But Orion is safe here. When do you think you can arrive?
-In about two hours I'll be in town. With Lily-the woman sighed- It is night there and I have already reserved a room in a hotel for the children and me.
Tony nodded
-We can talk? I know I did not know about children until now, but now that I know them I want to be part of their life. And for that I need to keep the lines of communication open.
-Okay, we can talk tomorrow and leave the children alone for a while. I don't want to have an important conversation about them with them in front