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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 Sixteen-
Lying in bed, rubbing his irritated nose with a tissue, Harry cursed whomever passed their germs on to him, causing him to get sick. It had been happening so much since he was forced to take that potion to dampen his magic. He hoped it wasn't something that would last for years. He couldn't take getting sick because of the smallest thing. He was bored and sick of being stuck in bed, but the second he tried to leave Jarvis would inform the others and he would be ushered back into his bed by whichever mother hen was closest to him.
“Jarvis where are the others now?” Harry asked in a gravely voice.
“Sir is meeting with Ms. Potts with Ms. Granger about writing up a business proposal for their new gadget for your world's technology. Captain Rogers accompanied Ms. Granger. Mr. Barton and Ms. Romanoff have been called to S.H.I.E.L.D by Agent Coulson. Thor has dragged his brother off to meet his 'lovely Jane' as he called her. Finally Doctor Banner is in his meditation chambers with strict orders not to be disturbed unless a major threat comes up.”
“Good.” Harry said with a nod, throwing his blankets off of him and slowly pushing himself off of the bed. Standing, Harry slowly shuffled his way towards the door, stopping to grab the ugly, green faced witch covered robe that Tony had gotten him as a gag gift. It may have been ugly, but it was very warm and he could use the warmth right now.
“I don't advise you leaving your bed, Harry.” Jarvis said.
“I know you've already told one or more of the others and I should prepare for a verbal tongue lashing when they get here.”
“I have not informed them yet, but they have given orders that you are to remain in bed until your fever decreases.”
“I just want to get a cup of tea and rest on the couch. You know that Tony purchased the most comfortable couch and that I can rest just as easily on that.” Harry said, slowly walking towards the door, leaning on the wall once he was close enough.
“I shall agree to not tell if you are just going to rest. We do not want you passing out like before from over doing anything while you are sick.”
“Trust me, Jarvis, I learned my lesson when I cracked my head open when I first got sick.” Harry said, recalling how he had passed out in the kitchen while cooking and had hit his head on the counter. Everyone had been frantic when Jarvis woke them up to help him...the blood hadn't helped calm them either.
“We shall see if you have.” Jarvis said, sounding skeptical. “Shall I start a movie for you?”
“Nah I'll just flip through the channels and see what's on.” Harry answered, stumbling into the elevator which started moving as soon as he was safely inside.
It only took a few seconds for the elevator to descend to the communal floor, where everyone seemed to gravitate towards when they weren't feeling well or were injured. Stepping out, Harry dragged his body towards the large couch with a large throw blanket folded across the back and dropped onto the soft cushions. Rubbing his cheek against the soft material of the arm of the couch, he glanced behind him towards the kitchen, wondering if he really wanted to make up a cup of tea.
Deciding the cup of tea wasn't worth the trek to the kitchen, Harry pulled the throw blanket off of the couch and tucked it around himself then reached out and picked up the remote. With the blanket pulled all the way up to just above his nose and his hand barley sticking out so he could use the remote, Harry quickly fell asleep, remote slipping out of his hand to quietly thump onto the floor.
He woke up a few hours later to his head in Loki's lap and the god's fingers brushing through his hair.
Giving a moan of pleasure, Harry pressed his head into Loki's hand and asked, “How long have you been back?”
“Not long. I managed to give Thor and his lady Jane the slip and make my way back here.” Loki said, resuming his petting.
“I'm glad you're back.”
“As am I.”
“How did it go?”
“She slapped me for New York.” Loki admitted with a slight pout.
“She could have done worse.”
“Her little assistant, Darcy I believe, did more. She zapped me with a taser lady Jane called it...it tickled.”
Laughing, Harry said, “You would think getting shot with a taser tickled.” Opening his mouth to say more, he was stopped by a hacking cough.
Gently setting Harry's head back on the arm of the couch, Loki wordlessly stood up and made his way into the kitchen and quickly came back with a bottle of water that he opened and handed to Harry.
“Thanks.” Harry rasped, taking a few sips of the cold water.
“I should have asked right away; why are you out of bed and down here?” Loki asked, reclaiming his spot.
“I just wanted to get out of bed. I haven't done anything but come to the couch...isn't that right, Jarvis?” Harry asked the AI.
“That is correct. He has done nothing but sleep on the couch since coming down earlier.” Jarvis confirmed.
“Would you like to return to bed now?”
Kicking off the blanket, feeling hot, Harry said, “Yeah I probably should. I'll probably only sleep again anyway.”
Moving to stand up, Harry was stopped when Loki easily scooped him up into his arms and headed for the elevator, stepping inside the already open doors. Living in a house with an AI that could run nearly everything was definitely very handy.
“Oh come on, really?” Harry asked, looking up at him.
“What? You are ill I am only helping you to bed.”
“When Tony was last drunk and you 'helped' him to bed you just led him you didn't carry him like a bride.” Harry complained.
“Yes, but I do not share the same feelings for the Man of Iron as I do for you.”
“I knew you liked him more.” Harry said jokingly, grinning up at Loki.
“Drat you are on to me.” Loki said with his own grin.
Walking out of the elevator, Loki made his way into Harry's bedroom and sat him on the bed.
“Stay with me?” Harry asked, grasping Loki's wrist when he went to move away.
“Of course.” Loki said, stripping off his shirt before dropping onto the bed beside Harry, causing it to bounce slightly.
Snorting, Harry moved over and curled up against Loki's side, head resting on his shoulder.
“Your cooler body temperature definitely comes in handy with this fever. Probably will be great too during the summer.” Harry mumbled, rubbing his face against Loki's shoulder while he wrapped an arm around his chest.
“I'm glad someone seems to like it.” Loki said dryly even as his arm wrapped around Harry and held him close.
“Hey I like everything about you.” Harry mumbled as his eyes drifted closed and he fell asleep again.

Looking down at Harry, sleeping peacefully against him, Loki rubbed his hand up and down his side. He hated seeing his little wizard knocked down by a little sickness, but hopefully it would be gone quickly.
Harry had only been sleeping for about a half hour when Jarvis opened the window and allowed a small black owl to fly into the room and over to the bedside table where it landed, held out it's leg which had a letter attached to it and let out a loud hoot.
“If you wake him I will turn you into a stew and feed you to my oaf of a brother.” Loki hissed at the owl.
Giving a louder hoot the owl hopped towards the edge of the table as if trying to get away from the annoyed god glaring at him.
“Give me the letter and begone.” Loki said reaching out to take the letter from it. As soon as the letter was off the owl took off out the window.
“You had better hope you were not meant to wait for a response.” Loki mumbled, flipping the letter over in his hands, frowning when he saw his name scribbled across the front of the sealed paper.
“Were you just threatening an owl?” Harry asked, peering at the god through barely slit eyes.
“Yes. It was being loud and you are resting...Harry do you know why that owl would be delivering something in my name?”
“It's probably from the reporter I told you about. Remember I had them give your name so they didn't know it was me yet?”
“Ah yes of course. Well then this is yours.” Loki said, handing him the folded parchment.
“Thank you.” Harry said taking it from the hand holding it out. “I wonder what they have to say.” He added, opening it up.
“Mr Loki,
I received your request for an interview concerning information about Harry Potter VIA Rangleop of Gringotts. If the following time is acceptable, or if it is not, please owl me back. I am free this Friday from noon until four PM. The location for the interview can be of your choice. Any response you send can be addressed to Rebeka Smith at the Daily Prophet.
~Rebeka Smith. Daily Prophet Journalist.
Refolding the letter, Harry set it aside and snugged into Loki again.
“Friday is still five days away so I'll answer her tomorrow.” He mumbled. “Right now I'm just going to relax and enjoy the wonderful company around me.” He started to say when the window opened again and another owl flew into the room.
“Ugh now what.” Harry muttered taking the thick letter from the owl who left as soon as it was off.
Flipping open the letter, Harry saw the letterhead.
“It's from Gringotts.” He said. “My accounts are all at the branch here and they've given me a summary of the accounts.”
“All is well I assume?” Loki asked.
“Yeah. No one could touch my accounts without my permission...I wonder if Fudge thought about that before throwing my into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s custody. ” Harry mused, as he looked over the summarized list.
Gringotts account transfer. All accounts successfully transferred along with copies of wills and property documents.
Eyes widening, Harry rubbed at his eyes and said,“That's quite a bit of money.” Shaking his head, he added, “That's a ton of money. I can definitely pay Tony back after all he's done for me and still be fine. I've felt guilty about all the money he's been spending on me. Come to think of it I could buy a few houses, pay Tony back and still have a lot of money left.”
“You seem surprised.” Loki said.
“I just didn't expect this much money. I expected a fair amount, but this is a lot more than I ever expected.”
“None the less that is all yours and while you may wish to pay Stark back he seems like he would not accept it because he would not feel it necessary to be repaid for it.” Loki observed.
“Then I'll figure out how to do it and, worst comes to worst I'll give it to Pepper and give her my sad eyes and tell her I just want to repay him for everything he's given me...I'm sure she'd be able to talk him in to accepting.”
“You are more evil than I. Stark's woman has a way to handle things that not even I would challenge her on.”
Smiling, Harry tossed the letter away and curled back up to Loki and said, “That is something that can wait for another day. Right now I just want to relax and get better so hush and be a good pillow.”
Giving an amused chuckle, Loki wrapped an arm around him and laid perfectly still, controlling his breathing to make it seem like he wasn't breathing at all.
“Don't be a wise guy.” Harry said, poking him in the side, causing Loki to give a little laugh and jerk away from the poking finger.
“Oh are you ticklish?” Harry asked with sparkling eyes.
“Do not try it or I shall get even, sick or not.” Loki warned, grabbing the finger inching towards his side gently before bringing it up to his lips to press a kiss against.
Chuckling, Harry pressed a kiss to Loki's chest and settled down, quickly drifting off to sleep, his current ailment catching up to him.
                                                                                                                                                                  ****END CHAPTER****
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