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Avenging Harry Potter	By : Vampirezdarkgurl Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 38520 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, The Avengers, or any of the characters associated with the books or movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

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                                                                                                                                                     Avenging Harry Potter
Categories: Harry Potter, Avengers
Pairing: Loki/Harry, Steve/Hermione
Summary: After defeating Voldemort, Harry thought he'd be free to live his life as he pleased...unfortunately the Ministry didn't agree. Drugged and captive on a Helicarrier belonging to S.H.I.E.L.D, Harry's only hope of escaping and living a life is the Avengers and their old nemesis Loki.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, The Avengers, or any of the characters associated with the books or movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.
WARNING(S): Ron Bashing, AU

                                                                                                                                                    -Chapter Twelve-
A long two weeks later, Harry was nervously fiddling with the cuffs of his dress shirt as the time for him to leave for his meeting with the President of Magic; Mathew Davidson. The meeting was set at his office in the Wizarding street in New York; the entrance he was told to go to was in Rockefeller Center near the ice rink and the statue underneath where the Christmas tree was set up.
Grabbing his cloak, Harry slipped it around his shoulders and did up the clasp in the front but left the hood down for the moment. Walking out of the bedroom he saw the same group of disgruntled people from before waiting for him.
“Are we going to be going over this again?” He asked, amused.
“I'm a genius so I get it, but why don't you explain it again as if I wasn't.” Tony said with a pout on his face.
“Okay I will. Tony you can't go because you, Hermione and Bruce haven't made great progress stopping tech from blowing up around magic. If you go your reactor is likely to go and that isn't a good thing. Steve and Thor can't go because I don't want to overwhelm them with the difference in that world. Hermione can't go because I need her here in case something happens to me so she can keep you all alerted to any magical threats coming your way. Natasha and Clint, if anything does happen while we're there your weapons are all tech based so they'd be useless.”
“And what, pray tell, is your reason that I should not accompany you?” Loki asked from his spot leaning against the wall beside Thor, scowl showing his displeasure.
“Because while you may be better than you were before you'd still be willing to shoot first if they even looked at me wrong. We don't need a fight to break out.” Harry said giving Loki a knowing look.
“And yet you think taking the man with outstanding anger issues and looks to you as his child is a good idea?” Loki asked, raising an eyebrow. “He seems like he shall be just as likely to strike first if they look at you wrong.”
“I can control my temper. Especially in situations that need a level head even if I want to lose it.” Bruce said from his own position by the door where he was dressed in a pair of dress slacks and dress shirt with a blazer over it.
“Did everyone get it this time?” Harry sarcastically asked, looking around the room.
“Just be careful, Harry.” Hermione said, leaning her head against Steve's shoulder, tightening her hold on his hand.
“I will be I don't plan on taking any unnecessary risks.” He said with a grin.
“That may be true, but I also know that trouble tends to find you even when you aren't looking for it.”
“I'll keep him safe and away from trouble.” Bruce said, stepping forward and wrapped an arm around Harry's shoulder. “Now we really should head out before we're late.”
“Bruce is right. Our meeting is soon. The last thing we want to do is make a bad impression by being late.” Harry said after glancing at the clock.
“Happy is downstairs waiting with the car. He's going to drive you...and I won't take 'no' for that.” Tony said stubbornly crossing his arms.
“Alright that's fine, but he isn't following us. He's just going to drop us off.” Harry warned him.
Pressing his lips together, Tony gave a nod, giving in.
“Good, great. Now we really need to go.” Harry said, glancing at the clock. “We'll be back in a few hours...try not to sit around or pace around worrying.”
Heading out of the room with Bruce following him, Harry stepped into the elevator and pressed the button that would bring them to the garage.
When the elevator reached the garage and opened, the two stepped out and Happy immediately opened the back door of the black car for them.
“Thank you, Happy.” Harry said with a smile and a nod as he slipped into the back seat.
Putting on their seat belts, Harry said, “We're going to Rockefeller Center, Happy.”
“Got it. Sit back and relax we'll be there shortly.” Happy said with a nod, starting up the car.
“So how do you think this will go?” Bruce asked while looking out the window at the city.
“Hopefully not too badly. Mr. Davidson seemed level headed and willing to listen and his response didn't seem forced like he believed everything, but I can't say for sure.” Harry said, fidgeting in his seat, playing with the wand that was on his wrist. He had it with him in case he needed to use it as a last resort.
Reaching out, Bruce placed a hand over Harry's stopping the nervous action and said, “Relax I won't let them do anything to you. They'll have to go through me first.”
It took the about a half hour to get there in the heavy traffic, but once they arrived the two got out of the car, Harry flipping the hood of his cloak up to avoid anyone getting a good look at him.
“Stick close it's pretty busy here.” Harry said, moving closer to Bruce.
“Why would they have an entrance in such a busy place?” Bruce asked, looking around at the mass of people, many of which were heading for the ice rink.
“I don't know the one back home did it too.” Harry said. “Seems like an easy way to be exposed, but they've been doing it for a long time so they must be doing something right.” Harry said as he carefully walked down the steps that lead towards the rink.
Walking around the edge of the rink, ignoring the people looking out of the window of the restaurant they were passing, Harry hesitated when he saw a person leaning against the wall beside the entrance. Stopping only for a second, he continued on.
“Mr. Potter?” The man asked.
“Who are you?” Harry asked.
“President Davidson asked me to escort you to the meeting. I'm his head of security.” The man said, holding out an identification badge for Harry to look at.
“Alright lead the way.” Harry said, nodding at the man.
Nodding the man turned and started down the rest of the path, opening a small door on the same wall of the statue and stepped through, holding it open for Harry and Bruce before he let it thud shut.
“This is President Davidson's own emergency exit from his office if he needs it. We figured it would be better if we kept you out of the streets until your innocence or guilt is proven. We don't want any panic if anyone sees and recognizes you.”
“Understandable, but is it wise to show someone that you're unsure of an important entrance?”
“Lets just say we're on your side, Mr. Potter. Minister Fudge has never been one of our favorite people and we're not too sure he's being truthful.” The man said, giving the teen a look before turning around and tapping his wand against the wall in front of them in a certain pattern, causing it to open up. “Not to mention the fact that you came to us...not many criminals would come to us if they were guilty since we can easily prove or disprove innocence.”
Stepping though, Harry stayed close to Bruce and looked around. There was a gray haired man with lines all over his face and framing his blue eyes sitting behind a desk with his wand in front of him.
“Mr. Potter I want to welcome you and thank you for your letter for a meeting. I just wish it wasn't because of such terrible reasons.” He said standing up, holding out his hand for Harry to shake.
“I mean no offense Mr. Davidson, President Davidson, but I don't understand why you're being so...nice to someone accused of something like I am.”
“I'm sure my son here told you of our feelings for the Minister.” He said, retaking his seat and motioning for Harry and Bruce to sit in the chairs across from him. Harry sat down while Bruce stood behind him like a guard, hands resting protectively and reassuringly on Harry's shoulders.
“He did.” Harry said with a nod, watching as the guard, the president's son, moved to stand beside his father's desk, arms crossed over his chest.
“Then I'm sure you understand that we want proof before we just accept.”
“I understand that and I respect that since a lot of people are just willing to accept his word as law even after what he's done in the past.” Harry said shifting. “Which is why I'm willing to give you my memories in a pensive to allow you to see that I speak the truth of my innocence.”
“That makes things very easy. Michael will you please stick your head out and have Lucy request a pensive and one of the specialists to come up.”
Nodding, Michael moved across the room and stepped out of the room, leaving the door ajar.
“I also understand you wish to get Citizenship?”
“Yes I was originally just planning to ask for your help in keeping Fudge and his men from dragging me back and doing what they did again, but Bruce here suggested I ask about Citizenship since then Fudge would have a harder time removing me.”
“Smart man. I would have no problem granting you citizenship if you can prove your innocence to us.” Matthew said, looking up as his son walked in with a dark skinned woman walked in holding a pensive in her hands.
“Carmen thank you for coming up so quickly. And I'm sure you understand the need for discretion in this matter.”
“Of course, Mr. President. What do you need me for?” She asked, stepping towards the desk.
“Mr. Potter here is allowing us to get copies of his memories. I need you to put them in the pensive and verify that they haven't been tampered with.”
Looking at Harry her eyes went wide and she fumbled with the pensive bowl before she composed herself and hesitatingly approached Harry.
“Carmen do I need to summon someone else to handle this?” Matthew asked with a raised eyebrow at her hesitance.
“No of course not. I'm sorry sir.” She said quickly, moving forward and set the pensive on the table in front of Harry.
Licking her lips, she pulled her wand out and placed it against Harry's temple. “I need you to focus on the memories and only on them. Don't think about how you were feeling at the moment just focus on bringing the memories, unaltered, to the front.”
“Do I need to stop touching him? Will that alter anything?” Bruce asked.
“No that actually usually helps the one giving the memory focus on what they're feeling now while they bring the memories up. It helps to give us memories without his feelings changing them.” She said as a glowing ball of light started to gather at the tip of her wand.
It took nearly ten minutes before the ball of light stopped growing and Carmen placed it inside of the pensive bowl sitting on the edge of the desk.
“Carmen before I look in them I'd like you to verify that they haven't been tampered with by potions or spells.” The President said, looking at the bowl.
“Of course. With the amount of memories I pulled it will probably take around a day to a day and a half.” She said, looking up to see if that was acceptable.
“Very well. Don't exhaust yourself with the task, just put it ahead of your other jobs right now.”
“Of course I'll go and get started on it.” She said, placing wards around the bowl before picking it up and leaving the room.
Leaning his head back against the back of the chair, Harry reached up and rubbed at his temples.
“Headache?” Bruce asked with a frown.
“No just tired. It's exhausting giving that many memories.”
“Mr. Potter since it's going to take a while for the memories to be examined I would like to schedule another meeting. Perhaps in two days so I have a chance to look into them as well?”
“That would be fine. Would you like me to come back here?”
“How about I meet you at your choice of place in three days time?” He offered.
“That would be fine...” Harry started to say before he turned towards Bruce and added, “Do you think Tony will be alright with that?”
“He'll be fine with it. You know how he is.”
Nodding, Harry said, “I think I'd still like to check with him. Would it be alright if I sent you an owl later to let you know where you can come or if I need to come back here?”
“Of course. I'll have my secretary keep an eye out for your owl.”
Standing up, Harry held out his hand and said, “Thank you. I really do appreciate you giving me a chance...it's a nice change to people just assuming and going along with others.”
“Of course. And I'm sure you understand that if you aren't innocent we'll be informing Minister Fudge about your position here?”
“I understand that and I wouldn't blame you if I was guilty, but I'm not so I'm not worried about seeing him.” Harry said with a shrug.
Standing up, Harry wobbled a little bit before Bruce caught him and helped him stand, frowning. “Should you be unsteady like that?”
“I'm sure it's nothing.”
“Get home and rest, Mr. Potter. I'm sure it's from giving all of those memories.”
“Thank you again for the meeting.” Harry said, pulling the hood up to cover his head before Bruce and he left out of the exit they came in, walking themselves out.
It only took them about two minutes to get back to the car where Happy was waiting for them and climb in.
Leaning his head against the back of the seat, Harry said, “God that was draining bringing all those memories up.”
“But you're alright?” Bruce asked watching him closely.
“I'm good just tired and feeling a little...sad I guess from thinking about the memories.” Shrugging, Harry called up to the front, “Hey Happy would you be willing to stop at a pizza place on our way back? I think everyone will like some pizza.”
“Of course. If you like I'll stop at Tony's favorite place. They have the best pizza in this part of the city.”
“Sounds like a plan.” Harry said, before leaning against Bruce's side. “I'm just going to close my eyes until we get there.”
“Go right ahead and try to relax. You're all tense.” Bruce said, hand on Harry's back.
“I don't know if that's possible. Call me a negative Nancy if you will, but I can't help but feel that went too easy and that something is going to happen. Bad things always happen around me after something goes right.”
“Well then at least you're with us at the tower. We're used to handling things when bad things come up. We'll be there to help you.” Bruce said, pulling Harry over to lean against his side.
The last thing Harry remembered before he fell asleep was Bruce gently rubbing his back, lulling him to sleep, feeling safe and protected.
                                                                                                                                                           ****END CHAPTER****
AN: This was a very difficult chapter to write for some reason. I knew what I wanted to happen and how I wanted it to go, but it was very hard to get it typed. Hopefully you guys liked it. More will be up soon so thank you for reading and reviewing.
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