Eleven.
The owl circled over and over until it finally was allowed to drop its letter.
In the Sanctum, Wong picked up the fallen parchment. All their mail came here. It was slightly annoying but a good safety precaution.
He opened the mail slot and slid it in.
Ten years and it was finally coming to the true beginning of this unusual time.
He went to inform Strange as Hogwarts waited for its answer.
The Cabin.
Natasha stepped out of the front door. She heard the birds chirping and the breeze felt refreshing. "Lunch!" She announced but didn't get a response. "Fine."
She stepped into the woods. Tracking a person was easy. Especially when you know what to look for. Sitting quietly near a tree she found him. It wasn't even hard. It was too easy, to be honest. Which immediately raised her suspicion.
"Not much of a hiding place." She peered around the tree.
"Who's hiding?" The eleven-year-old boy with raven locks and emerald eyes asked. "Besides didn't you say the best place to hide was right out in the open?"
"So you do listen," Natasha smirked. "But you need to work on your footing." She spun around and grabbed the real boy sneaking behind her.
"Come on!" Harry groaned. "How did you know?" He asked when she let him go.
"Always keep your ears and eyes open. But also your nose. Your deodorant gave you away."
"Bullocks. I didn't think of that. But my projections are great right?"
"Very. I couldn't tell the difference." She looked back at the fake Harry.
Harry smiled and his projection disappeared with a red hue.
"Don't get any ideas. I still expect you to keep your room clean. Not a copy of you."
"Ah.." Harry groaned but it was a joke.
"Where's your 'shadow' hiding now?" She asked as she looked for her other target.
"Could be anywhere." Harry shrugged not answering.
"Really? Getting better at giving out a non-answer." She picked up a small pebble and tossed it into the bush.
A large mountain lion ran out with a growl.
"Always watching him aren't you?" The lion hissed. "Don't do that to me. Now change him back." She gave Harry the look a mother mastered.
Harry just snapped his fingers together.
Slowly the lion changed until a boy around eight was standing there. His hair was dark and he looked like a small Sirius, but his eyes and nose were all Natasha. "You wouldn't be afraid even if I was a real one would you?"
"No."
"You're no fun mum." The boy pouted.
"You're right. I'm a parent. We don't get to be fun." She smiled. "So a mountain lion today?"
"The wolf got boring." Regulus shrugged.
"He wanted me to make his a griffin, but I refused," Harry informed her.
"It would have been wicked!" Regulus argued.
"You fly enough on your broom. The last thing you need is wings." Natasha pointed out.
"But a griffin." The boy pouted more.
"Maybe I can change you into an eagle next?" Harry suggested.
"Wicked!" The younger boy looked excited.
Natasha shook her head at him while grinning. "Lunchtime come on you two."
They took off into the house. Natasha followed as she smile at them. I still have a hard time accepting this. I'm a mom.
Two years of officially being with Sirius and multiple magical treatments and she had her little miracle. Regulus didn't know he was never really expected to exist. Even the magical healers weren't positive she would have him. But a year later she did.
Harry and Regulus. Two of her greatest unplanned experiences. Sirius was a close third.
She laughed to herself at the last thought as she made her way into the house.
While Harry sat at the table his Astral form was floating up in his room. Wanda in hers next to him as they read from the same book.
Multitasking was so much easier when you could literally do two things at once. When he was asleep he was studying a lot.
Natasha had their plates with sandwiches waiting but one occupant was missing.
She sighed. "Be right back." She went where she knew he would be.
"Dads in trouble." Regulus snickered.
"So business as usual?" Harry shrugged back.
Regulus laughed and went to take a bite of his sandwich but suddenly he was holding a turtle! The animal ducked its head in and Regulus squeaked back. He looked up and saw Harry smirking at him.
"Ah-ha. Bloody ha!" The younger boy glared at him.
Harry laughed but his eyes glowed red and the sandwich was back to normal and a small slice of Treacle tart next to it.
Both their favorite desserts and a peace offering.
"I'll get you back anyway." Regulus smiled.
"Of course, you will. Sirius would be disappointed if you didn't." Harry replied with a laugh.
"Future Marauders have to meet prank with a prank!" Regulus recited back.
Down the hall, Natasha passed the large array of photos hanging. She always found herself stopping to look at them.
Harry's second birthday party. All her friends and Sirius gather as Harry made a mess with the cake. Wanda and Remus getting hit with some cake splatter.
Three-year-old Harry holding Regulus with Natasha holding them both.
Young Harry holding his first A from school.
Harry and baby Regulus are being held in the hands of a confused Hulk.
All the Avengers gathered around Harry and Regulus. Four-year-old Regulus trying desperately to pick up Thor's hammer.
Regulus on Remus's shoulders standing with Wanda next to them.
Regulus arm-wrestling his godfather. Steve was acting like he was losing.
Sirius and her. Harry took that photo when they weren't looking.
The most recent one was from their vacation. All four of them are on a beach. Harry and Regulus got in a fierce water battle that day.
Ten years of memories. What was seem was barely a fraction of what they had. Magical photo books and saved files on her computer.
Ten of the best years of her life.
Sirius's voice reminded her of her original task. She heard him again before she even entered the room.
"Bloody arsehole!! One day I will find you and shove my boot up your..!!!"
The clearing of her throat stopped him.
"I thought we got that for the boys?" She leaned against the doorframe.
Sirius stood awkwardly. He put down his controller and pulled the headset off. "Well, I bought it. Why shouldn't I play it?" The glare she gave him had him raise his hands in surrender. "I'm signing off."
She rolled her eyes. "Lunch time." And went back out of the room. Smirking the whole walk back. Still a big kid at heart.
Sirius put his headset back on. "One day I will get you NoobMaster69! Vengeance will be mine!" He growled then turned off the game system.
Wanda stopped their mediation when she became aware of the time. She put her hand on his shoulder.
He looked at her for confirmation.
Wanda nodded at him. Then they warped back to their bodies instantly.
Harry was about to bite into his sandwich as his form came back into him. When he first did this he had to be laying down and sleeping. Years of practice and he could separate at whim.
Sirius grabbed the mail from the slot that connected to the Sanctum and sat at the table with everyone.
"Your letter." Sirius handed it over. "Wong just dropped it off."
"So I am going to Hogwarts?"
"That still your choice." Sirius reminded him. "I have half a dozen from other schools wanting you. Do you want to read them too?"
"Sure." Harry picked it up and began reading. "Wait I can't bring my broom! How am I going to play without it?!"
"Assuming you get on the team?" Sirius chuckled.
Harry gave him a look like he was just insulted. "I'm not going to dignify that with a response." He smiled.
"When can I go?" Regulus chimed in.
"Three years, as I've answered for the 1000th time." Sirius looked back at his son.
"I want a different answer." Regulus tried.
"Well, we can't always get what we want," Natasha said.
"You do!" Regulus smiled at his mum. "You always get the answer you want."
"I'm me." She rubbed his head. "But are we sure we want to send Harry there? Aren't there schools right here in the states?"
"We have options sure," Sirius reassured. "But I don't have any authority in them. At least with Hogwarts, I can keep an eye on everything."
"You still feel comfortable sending him there with Dumbledore? He doesn't have the best standing to either of us." She argued. Ten years and she still got angry at the thought of Harry being left on a doorstep.
"It helps that I'm on the school board," Sirius smirked. "Dumbledore has had a lot of things he's had to improve over the years."
"Yet he still has that one man as a teacher," Natasha argued.
"Snape is not a happy man." Sirius laughed. "Ever since the board found out the dramatic decline of people passing his class while doing well in the others. He's been under strict supervision. Dumbledore has tried to placate us but I've been relentless. The past year has seen an increase in all houses. I know that's making Snape miserable."
"He's still there though. "
"Unfortunately Dumbledore moved heaven and earth to get a pardon for him." Sirius originally thought he just had Snape not investigated but he found out later that the Minister had pardoned Snape of any crimes on Dumbledore's word.
"All the more reason to not send Harry there."
"Well, Dumbledore did keep his word and stayed out of our lives. Plus I would hate to see all the work not be put to use." Most of the changes he helped push were for Harry and Regulus's benefit.
The door opening told them of their company.
Remus and Wanda came in a few seconds later.
"Hi Uncle Remus, Aunt Wanda." Regulus greeted them.
"Hey, Remus." Harry waved.
"No greeting for me?" Wanda raised an eyebrow.
"We've already seen each other." Harry teased back.
Remus and Wanda were a surprise to Natasha. Ten years had them getting close. Remus felt safe around Wanda, more than he ever had. She controlled Moony every full moon. Wolfsbane helped too.
It had been a lot of trial and error with Bruce and Tony. They came close a few times one a possible cure but the magical disease was very reluctant to work.
Still, Remus was in a better place today than he had ever been.
"Uncle Remus! I was a mountain lion today." Regulus said proudly.
"Really? I hope when you finally get a chance to try becoming an Animagus it's as great as that. I would hate for your real animal to be a...skunk by chance." Remus smiled.
Harry laughed but Regulus looked horrified.
"I'm too cool to be a skunk!" The boy argued.
"Well, it would be fitting son." Sirius grinned. "As someone who changed your nappies it works."
Regulus went red with embarrassment.
"Well, he could be a spider of some kind." Wanda sat. "That would be fitting as well."
"That...that sounds cool." Regulus realized. Son of the Black Widow as a real spider! "Harry can we do that next?!"
"No spider transformation," Natasha said. "You hide too much at this size."
"Ah!" Regulus groaned.
They all settled down and finished their lunch. The boys were gone before the adults had time to react.
"Did you get everything ready for the party?" Natasha whispered.
Sirius smiled and gave her a wink.
A few hours later Harry was finished with one of his pet projects. Making things with your mind was cool but he enjoyed the challenge of using art and imagination.
Right now he was working on one of Clint's arrows that came with the bow he got last year. He was good at it but had a wild idea he got from Thor.
Something about a flying arrow.
He became aware of the silence. Regulus was never silent.
Slipping out of his room he went to check on his brother. He found his room empty.
"Reg?" Shrugging he went downstairs. "Padfoot? Mum?" Nothing. "Odd."
He closed his eyes and let his senses take over. There was something in the backyard, blocking him.
"Wanda. What's she doing?"
He put on his shoes and went out the back.
"Surprise!" He heard everyone shout.
All around the backyard were all his friends and family. Well, all the friends that he could have around magic.
"Happy Birthday." Natasha grabbed him from behind and hugged him.
"Mum!!! You're embarrassing me in front of the Avengers." He whined.
"You do remember the baby photos she sent us right?" Steve Rogers teased him.
"Which ones? She sent us a lot." Bruce said.
Harry blushed more but laughed. "How did you set this up without me knowing?"
"I had Wanda make the calls since you can't read her mind." Sirius patted his shoulder as he came over. "Happy birthday Harry."
"I kept an eye on your door while they were getting ready." Regulus smiled. "I was about to call you out here because you were taking forever."
"Nothing unusual there," Dora spoke.
"Hey, I was working on something!" Harry defended. "At least I can multitask and not trip over myself."
The older girl glared at him but smiled. "Happy birthday Shorty."
"Thanks, Pinky."
Her hair went red then purple.
"I mean Purplely." His family laughed causing him to smile. "Thank you, guys."
"Group hug." Regulus tackled him.
"No!" Harry tried to pull off.
The adults wrapped around the boy too.
"Got it," Bruce said as he took the photo.
They separated with Harry blushing in the middle. He then saw some of the other guests.
Clint and his family were here too. Nate rushed over to him.
"Happy birthday man."
"Thanks, mate." They did their patented, way too long, handshake.
"Is this the right place?" A voice called.
Harry turned and saw the Longbottoms. Alice and Frank smiling with Neville ran to him.
"Hey, Harry. Nate." Neville greeted them with the same handshake.
"You're late." Nate reminded him.
"We had to pick up his gift," Neville explained.
Harry went and hugged Alice. "Thanks for coming."
"Wouldn't miss it." She squeezed back. She never did. Just like Harry was always at Neville's parties. The two were practically brothers.
"Hey, Frank." Harry greeted him after the hug.
"You and Neville have got to stop growing. You're making me feel old." The man smiled.
"No older than Sirius," Harry smirked.
"Hey!"
Harry greeted everyone and thanked them for coming but was interrupted by music. Not the type for an 11-year-old birthday party.
Harry knew who it was before he even landed.
"No invite? I'm insulted." Tony said as his suit slipped off.
"We both knew you would show up anyway Tony." Natasha pointed out. "Besides someone did get an invite."
"True." He looked up as a smaller version of his suit landed.
"When can I fly without F. R.I.D.A.Y controlling it?" Eight-year-old Morgan Stark asked when the suit went back into her reactor.
"When your father grows up." Pepper landed next to her.
"That will be never!!" She whined.
Tony gave her the Stark stare but smiled.
"Hey, Morgan." Regulus ran over to his best friend.
"Hey, Reg."
Neither Tony nor Natasha saw Regulus and Morgan becoming as good of friends as they were. Clint made a joke about them possibly being in-laws in the future. One that almost got him hit by both of them.
"Which one of you is Harry again?" Tony looked at the group.
Harry mockingly glared at Tony and Tony felt his feet freeze to the ground with red magic.
"Oh yeah, I remember you now." Tony rolled his eyes but there was a smile on his face. "Well if you don't want this." He held out a small case. "I'll just..."
It flew out of his hand into Harry's and he was let go.
"No patience. Kids these days."
Harry grinned and opened the box. His eyebrows shot up at the sight. Stark Glasses! Like Tony's.
"Do these have...?" He didn't finish.
"Well try them on."
Harry put the glasses on and they came to life.
"Hello, Harry." The feminine voiced AI greeted him.
"Wicked!"
"They're not hooked to my defenses or drones but they have all the other awesome tools." He leaned in and whispered. "Strange gave me a small hand in making sure they work in a certain school." He winked.
"Thank you, Tony." Harry smiled.
"No hugs." Tony declined the not given suggestion.
Harry shook his head and then tackled Tony's waist.
"Careful 5,000 dollar suit." Tony acted like he was trying to pull Harry off.
"Oh, what's her name? The AI?" The boy asked as he stepped back.
"Haven't given her one yet. Figured you should."
"Nice. Don't worry I'll think of a good one." He reassured the AI.
"Thank you, Harry. I look forward to having a name."
The party went underway. All of Harry's favorite food and dessert along with a bunch of gifts.
Sirius got him the new Nimbus 2000. A cool wand holder for his wrist from Neville. Dora got him a wand polishing kit. That was just the start.
After the cake and gifts the kids, plus Nymphadora, spent the rest of the time flying. Nate was given a broom Tony had worked on, letting him fly with tec. Morgan was in her suit.
Tonks ended up slipping off the broom when she landed and face-planted into an uneaten slice of cake.
Harry fell over laughing at the sight. Resulting in him running from a string of tickling hexes from the girl.
It would figure the one night he decided to sleep instead of using his Astral form he had a nightmare. It was one of the reasons he didn't sleep. Sure he had good dreams more than bad but that one always got to him.
Wanda could feel him from her house. She moved out of her physical form and went to him.
Harry.
Harry slipped into his form.
Sorry. Did I wake you?
Yes. Was it him?
Harry floated out of the room and onto the roof.
He and them. Mum screaming.
Wanda sat next to him.
Are you okay?
Yeah. I'm not blowing up the house. He joked.
No, you're not. You've become very skilled at this. I'm very proud of you.
I'd be pants at it if it wasn't for you and Doc.
Also true. She smiled. So you'll be going to Hogwarts soon.
Yeah. It sounds fun. My parents met there and the rest of the family. Neville will be there too.
I'm not a fan of you being so far away.
You could always come to visit. Might make everyone there run in terror.
Don't tempt me.
The two laughed and sat on the roof the rest of the night. Talking and looking at the sky.
The next day Harry was called to the Sanctum.
"Harry." Strange greeted him when he came in.
"Hey, Doc. You missed my party." Harry sat across from him.
"I'm sorry about that. I had a development with a situation in the Sixth Dimension." Stephen explained.
"Anything fun?"
"Not really." Stephen answered before changing the topic." I heard you've had some bad dreams." Strange started.
"Nothing too bad. Just some nightmares." Harry looked nervous.
"Do you want to talk about them?"
"Not really." He looked down but started talking anyway. "The night my parents died. I hear them sometimes. Their voices...mum begging him not to kill me...a bright green light. Then pain. A lot of pain. It feels like my head is being ripped apart."
Stephen looked remorseful. "I'm sorry about that Harry. I wish I could have made it easier on you."
"What do you mean?"
"I told you that night I had to perform some magic on you. Well, that pain you felt was me."
"What did you do?"
"The man who murdered your parents. When your mother's magic destroyed his body, his soul spilled. A small piece latched on to you. The same pieces I have been hunting for the last decade. If I hadn't removed it then it would have eventually killed you."
Harry went wide-eyed at that. "So you hurt me to save me?"
"If there was another way I would have done it. I am sorry for the pain I caused."
"It's okay. You did it to help. I can deal with some nightmares."
Stephen still didn't look happy but was glad Harry was understanding. "You have a very mature way of thinking Harry. Now Wanda says your studies are going very well."
Harry sat up straighter with pride. "I can go Astral any time. My projections are so good even Mum can't tell the difference. Neither Remus or Sirius can take me in a fight."
"What about with wands?"
Harry looked slightly annoyed at that. "Still can't beat them. Why do I have to use this." He pulled out his wand. "I don't need it."
"As I've said before. 'A superior gift doesn't mean you toss away your others.' Besides you're already ahead of anyone else your age with that. So you can't beat two grown adults just yet. Image how you're going to feel when you do? Knowing you didn't have to use something they can't do it."
"It still sucks." Harry put the wand away. Wand movements and saying words. It took too much time.
"Well, would you try your luck with me?" Strange challenged.
Harry looked surprised. "Really?"
"To the courtyard." Strange grinned.
Harry jumped up and ran out of the room. He was waiting eagerly outside. Wong was standing off watching.
Stephen moved in and the two were across from one another. A full-grown man and the Supreme battling an 11-year-old. It would be a very unfair contest with any other child.
"Ready?"
"Born ready." Harry held out his hands in attack position.
"There's a difference between confidence and arrogance." Strange pulled up his spells.
"Let's see." Harry began to glow as his body turned red.
Harry launched red magic at Strange. They were met with his magic.
Some of the magic clashed in mid-air. Sending a shock wave out.
Wong whipped up a shield around the area.
Strange realized the possibility of collateral damage and opened the Mirror Dimension around them.
Harry took the opening and sent out a large dragon made of his magic towards Strange.
Stephen met it with a wall of ice that broke against the dragon. He launched the ice shards at Harry.
The boy dropped into his portal and reappeared behind Strange.
The cloak saw him and flew around Harry's head and cut off his view.
He hit it with a blast, not enough to hurt just push away. It wrapped itself back around Strange as the two-faced off again.
"You're studying is going very well." Strange complimented.
"Then why are you holding back?" Harry asked with a knowing look.
Stephen smiled at that.
Harry did too then a dozen Harry's stood around him.
"Two can play that game." Strange split into multiple floating Stranges.
All the Stranges sent binders at the Harry's. Who met it with binding of his own.
The back and forth pull of the magic caused another blast to erupt at the joined magics.
Harry sent a wave at Stranges doubles and hit them away threw an open portal. They landed back at the Sanctum out of the Mirror Dimension.
Harry rushed in and he stood over the real one smiling.
Strange shook his head and Harry found himself wrapped in the glowing ropes.
"Crap!!" Harry struggled against the binds as he fell.
"Yield?" Strange came out behind him, and the other on the ground disappeared.
Harry glared at him but the ropes went tighter. "Ow okay! I give! Uncle!!"
Stephen canceled the spell and smirked at him, before offering his hand. "Come on."
Harry took it and stood back up. "I thought I had you..."
"Exactly."
"You set me up." Harry realized.
"I lured you into a trap. Like I said 'a difference'. You were arrogant that you won. I was confident you would do that."
Harry felt like an idiot. "I should have seen that coming."
"Yes, you should have." Wong scowled. "Never underestimate who you are fighting. If it hadn't been Strange what would have happened to you?"
Harry looked down. It was easy to be overconfident. He could do anything with his mind, but that was the problem. His magic was incredible, it was his body that was still very human.
"I'll do better."
"There's a reason for these lessons Harry." Strange patted his shoulder. "If you're not learning then we are failures as teachers."
"No, you're not!" Harry quickly defended them. "You guys have taught me so much. If it wasn't for you and Wanda...I don't want to think about that."
"That makes two of us." Wong agreed.
They dusted themselves off and the cloak flew over to Harry. They exchanged a high-five before it went back around Stephen and they went back to the study.
"So Hogwarts has called." Stephen sat back at his desk.
"Yeah." Harry sat across from him as Wong slipped out.
"Excited?"
"A little. I mean Neville will be there but I'm going to miss my regular school friends. We'll keep in touch but I'll be in a different country most of the year."
"Unless you want to come home. We both know if you want you will. Easily."
Harry grinned at that but his face went serious. "There's something else. Some of my dreams aren't memories. I...I see Hogwarts and it's like there's a giant black figure over it."
"Can you tell what the figure is?"
"No. But he has red eyes. Like him."
They both knew who he was talking about.
"He is still around, unfortunately. The work I've done to get rid of him has been slow going. But luckily he hasn't taken a form yet. As a spirit, he is less dangerous."
"Could I kick his butt in Astral?"
"Probably." Strange smiled back. "But as long as that magic is still holding him he will be around."
"Are you making any progress there?" Harry was told that he had used some kind of magic and Strange was hunting them. He was also told to not tell anyone.
"It's slower than I would like." Strange answered.
The door opened and Sirius walked in.
"You haven't told him yet. Have you?"
"No. It wasn't my place." Strange then pulled out the orb from his desk.
"Tell me what?" Harry asked in confusion. "What's that?"
"A prophesy orb. Strange stole it from the Ministry ten years ago." Sirius sat next to Harry.
"You stole from the Ministry?" Harry went wide-eyed.
"Let's not focus on that."
"Nice deflection," Harry smirked.
"Harry. This is why Riddle attacked you." Sirius turned to him. "We waited until you were older to tell you but with Hogwarts around the corner I think it's time."
"It's a prophecy about me?"
"It's possible but it's vague. Even the names on the display weren't sure." Sirius explained.
"It may have nothing to do with you, Harry," Stephen added. "There were hundreds in the room and they went back decades."
"Do you want to hear it?" Sirius asked.
Harry looked at the orb and nodded.
Strange hit the prophecy.
The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other, for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies...
Harry sat there letting the words sink in. "He...killed my parents because of this? He was after me?"
"Yes. He believes it. Even if it isn't about you two." Strange said.
"Neville was also a candidate," Sirius told him. "The scar makes it seem like it is you but this came from a drunk."
"But what if it is?" Harry asked.
"Then you will be prepared," Sirius reassured him. "And you certainly won't be fighting alone. Or at all if I have anything to say about it." Even if Harry had to land the final blow, nothing said someone else couldn't get Riddle weak enough.
"No, he won't be alone. That's for sure." Strange agreed. The boy had a very powerful family to stand with him. Me as well. "Even if it is about you it doesn't say you have to win the war alone. You don't even have to fight any of it. Just deliver the final blow."
"Kill him?" Harry did feel right thinking like that. He knew both Sirius and Nat took lives before but...He never considered it. What kid does? Even with his powers.
"There are many ways to vanquish him without killing him directly. It's vague for a reason." Stephen explained better.
"I did get a power that night." Harry looked up at Strange.
"That hardly makes you an equal. If anything you are far beyond Voldemort could ever hope to be." Strange reasoned.
"Harry." Sirius put his hand on his knee. "I wanted you to know about this. Why he attacked and why a certain man might be trying to keep an eye on you at Hogwarts."
"Dumbledore?"
"Dumbledore." Sirius and Strange said together.
"I need to think."
"If you want to talk about anything else. I'm always here." Stephen reassured him.
"I know. Thanks, Doc." Harry smiled at him and stepped out of the room.
"He took that well," Stephen said.
"Should I have waited?" Sirius asked himself.
"It's always better to have important information than being left in the dark."
"I hope so."
As Harry stepped out of Strange's study he was met with Wong. Both stared at each other neither blinking.
Finally, Harry did which caused Wong to have a smug smile before pulling out the ice cream behind his back.
"Yes!" Harry grabbed his.
"I don't understand how that is still your favorite flavor." Wong scooped up his own.
"Stark Raving Hazelnuts is the best. I'll die on that hill." Harry argued. Of course, he would never tell Tony that.
"Hulk," Wong said back.
"Oh, not this again." Sirius groaned as he joined them in the hall. "By the way am I the only one here who likes Rocky Rhodey?"
"Yes." Wong and Harry said together.
Harry sat in his room the rest of the day. Thinking.
He floated over his bed as he meditated. The words of the prophet are still fresh in his mind. He had them floating in front of him. Carved into the air.
Let his magic pick apart the words. Removing all of them but 'Neither can Live'.
He didn't know if he believed it but that night did give him power. Incredible power.
Chaos Magic was so different than using a wand. He didn't need to cast or use the correct wand moments. He just did it. He barely had to even put the effort in.
It was weird. To him, it was like breathing. So natural. But he knew others were very uncomfortable around it. Only two people in the universe could do what he did on a whim. Sometimes that did frighten him too.
A knock on the door broke him out of his mediation. He landed on the bed. "Come in."
Natasha came in. "Hey. I heard you were told that joke today."
"Joke? Oh, the prophecy. Yeah, Sirius and Doc told me."
"You don't believe it right?" She sat on the bed.
"I don't know. Doc doesn't and Wong didn't seem like it was important."
"Well they know more about magic than me but I'm with them on it. It sounds like a drunk tirade."
"Sirius says the same. How long have you known about it?"
"Sirius told me after I moved in. We both decided it was something you could learn about when you were older."
"Does Reg know?"
"No, and Alice hasn't told Neville yet."
"I'm not allowed to tell them, right?"
"Neville will be told when his parents decide. Do you want to tell Regulus?"
"Probably not. He's pants at keeping secrets."
"Agreed. I was surprised we got him to be quite long enough for the party to be set up."
They shared a smile at that.
"Do you not want me to go to Hogwarts? You didn't seem very excited about it." He asked.
"I want you to go to school here. Away from there and where I can get to you fast. If I need to." She said honestly.
"Yeah, but... something is going on there. I can't explain it but I feel like that's where I'm supposed to be."
"How so?"
"Some of the other dreams I have. I see the school and a dark cloud over it."
"Dark cloud?"
"It's hard to explain."
"Did you tell Strange?"
"Yeah. He said it was some part of my powers. Said it could be things to come or has already been." He quoted.
"That's helpful." Natasha rolled her eyes.
"I know right?!" Harry said. "Still I think I have to go. If something bad is going to happen. Shouldn't I be there to stop it?"
"That's not your responsibility."
Harry floated his broom over. It slowly began to shift and mold. Soon it was just figments of matter floating. Then it went back to perfect form.
"If something goes bad and you can stop it. Aren't you responsible for the bad things happening if you don't?"
Natasha shook her head. "Someone has been hanging around Starks spider too much."
"Spider-Man is awesome! He sticks to walls and can deadlift a dragon." Harry laughed. "Wait shouldn't you two be spider buddies?"
"Little smart mouth!" Natasha attacked.
Harry was pinned as she began tickling him.
"Stop!!" Harry laughed.
"Black Widows show no mercy." She may have said that but she did release him a few seconds later. "When you were smaller you could shake the house because of that." She sat up.
Harry collected himself. "Sirius told me that. I still laugh at the time I changed him purple."
Natasha smiled. "That was funny. Wanda had to change him back. A few hours later. But he shouldn't have tried to prank you like that."
Sneaking up on a five-year-old that can do anything wasn't the best decision.
Harry laid there for a few seconds thinking then sat up. "I know what I want to do."
"What's that?"
"I'm going to Hogwarts and I don't care about some drunk's words." He decided. Prophecy or not he wasn't going to let a psycho scare him.
"That's my boy." She squeezed him in a hug.
"Mum!! Dad's cheating!" Regulus called for her from the gaming room.
"I did not! You just don't play enough." Sirius argued back.
"One of your three." He teased back.
"True." She laughed.
A knocking at the door grabbed her attention.
When she opened it she didn't expect to find an older woman in some outdated clothes and a pointed hat waiting.
"Yes? Can I help you?"
"Mrs. Granger? I am Professor Minerva McGonagall and I have come to discuss something very important about your daughter Hermione."
Said daughter peeked around the corner when she heard her name.
"Miss. Granger." McGonagall smiled at the girl.
"You're a professor? From what school?" The girl asked.
"A very special one. For very special people. I have a lot to tell you and your parents."