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The Uncover of a New Family	By : IsysSkeeter Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 9368 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or The Avengers, nor any of the characters from the comics or books or movies. I also do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Beta: Marwana

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Warnings in this chapter: AU fanfiction, Crossover, OC Voldemort, Shyness, Angry and Desperate Harry

Nr words in this chapter: 3,680

"Talking"

'Thinking'

–Parseltongue–

Song

Time change/date of time

Chapter II

–Ties and Mrs Potters–

2008

Voldemort lowered his Harry in a chair and signalled the children to take a seat, making chairs appear for them and enlarging the table for everyone. Voldemort noticed the chair being too low for… Harry had called him Albus, right? he was a lot like his Harry, although he could see Weasley genes in him. He made his and James' chair taller so they would have access to the table without trouble. Sitting himself, he turned to the eldest, he was 10 if Harry's freaking out could tell him that, he was pale, blue haired and green eyed and was tall and slim for his age.

"Your name?" Voldemort asked while the muggle that was supposed to watch him set the table.

"Teddy, my Lord."

Voldemort frowned, yes that was the name that his Harry had used.

"Full name and birthday."

A bowl of soup was put before everyone.

"Tedmond Remus Lupin, godson of Harry Potter. Born on 16 April 1997… the same year you killed my parents."

Voldemort raised a hairless eyebrow, Harry had implanted his courage in his godson.

"The werewolf?"

"And the metamorphmagus Auror… with pink hair."

Voldemort nodded and turned to Harry's copy. The boy tried to hide underneath his side of the table, looking side ways to his father for comfort, but Harry was still too sleepy to give him the help he needed.

"And you?"

"Albus Severus Black, two the first, two thousand and two." The boy whispered.

Voldemort frowned, clearly seeing a smirk appearing on the other boys' faces.

"Black?" he inquired, hiding his confusion from his voice and face.

The boy blushed, lowering his head. Yes, he was clearly Harry's son.

"My Lord?" Voldemort turned to James, who had dared to spoke. "Father uses the name Evans Black in NY. To our teachers we are Blacks and not Potters… even Teddy uses the Black surname."

"Albus Severus Potter then." The shy boy nodded. "What are you called?"

"Albus… or Al."

Voldemort sneered. Only his Harry would use that name for his child.

"Then Severus it is." Noticing the soup getting cold he warmed them. "Eat."

The three immediately started to eat. Voldemort looked at his Harry, asleep in his chair. A chair was pulled out, appeared next to Severus and the black, one eyed muggle sat, taking Harry's tableware for himself. Voldemort raised an eyebrow at the man.

"I also eat, thank you very much." The man said, eating. "I suppose if I ask for the recipe I wouldn't get it?"

The blue haired boy dared look at Voldemort before he turned to the muggle.

"You need magic to make potions. Even squibs, (that are non-magical people birthed from wizards) have a small amount of magic, just enough to make potions."

The black muggle looked at Voldemort and then towards the boy.

"That's a pity; it would come in handy if needed." The muggle dared to look at his Harry and frowned. "What happened to him?"

None of the children answered, looking at Voldemort. In the end the muggle looked at him too.

"Harry is human, for him the potions fumes make him fall asleep for a few hours. If he had drunk it he would've stayed asleep for at least a week."

"Great Uncle!" Voldemort looked at Severus confused by the name. The shy boy blushed ashamed of his shout. "Dad… did always say that work is not a meal conversation…"

The muggle looked at Voldemort with an amused look and a raised eyebrow.

"Why did you call me…" Voldemort started to ask but couldn't get himself to say the word. "That?" Lord Voldemort was NOT old.

"That's how Evans calls you when we're at home." Ted answered.

"Gre… Great Uncle?" No, Lord Voldemort had not stuttered!

"Actually he calls you uncle, we are the ones who say great uncle. Thursdays it's the great uncle day. All the usual costumers already know that." The boy answered, looking at the muggle, not sure how to act around the Dark Lord.

'Great Uncle? That makes me sound old… Lord Voldemort is NOT old!'

–UNF–

Harry woke hungrily and found a cup of tea in front of his face before he could even put his glasses or seat. Picking the cup, he took a sip, sitting. Voldemort gave him his glasses and sat by his side. Harry looked around and found his three boys sleeping in improvised beds.

–What happened?–

–You didn't control your nose. The smell made you fall asleep. The tea helps you wake up and the sugar in it will give you the strength as you didn't eat last night.–

Harry nodded drinking the tea.

–Lilu?– Harry asked when he suddenly remembered her.

–Sleeping in the glass cell in the doctor's arms. They tried to move them but she raised an accidental protective ward.– Harry looked at Voldemort with a raised eyebrow. The man wore an amused look. –Every time they tried to touch her they got a shock… it was actually quite funny to watch… Until Tedmond decided to end their misery and explain what she had done.–

Harry chuckled imagining it. The door to the office opened and Phil entered.

"The doctor awoke." He mumbled.

Harry stood on shaky legs and Voldemort helped him. Phil took a cereal bar from his pocket that he gave Harry. Harry took it thankfully and they went to the glass cell room. He took his wand out, remade the chairs and tables The Hulk had destroyed. Harry sat in one chair. The doctor stood and sat in another his eyes wide.

"Are you an experiment too?"

Harry chuckled.

"Well, I was called freak before… but never experiment." Voldemort sat by Harry's side. "No, we're not an experiment that went wrong. We're wizards, I'm Evans and that baby girl is my baby girl."

The doctor looked at her as if he had just noticed her.

"The other guy… he didn't…?"

"The other guy, Hulk, played with Lilu. According to the two 'Hulk likes Lilu' and 'Lilu likes Hulk too'."

The man nodded relieved.

"Why do I feel so calm?"

"A hot drink I persuaded the 'other guy' to drink."

"What drink? I tried almost everything, nothing works." The doctor wondered, confused.

"You didn't try potions." Voldemort sneered.

The doctor turned to Voldemort.

"I'm sorry. I didn't catch your name… sir?" the last word was clearly in a questioning tone, as if wondering what to call Voldemort.

Harry chuckled, making Voldemort glare at Harry.

"Lord Voldemort, I'm Harry's uncle."

Harry choked and looked at Voldemort who sent him a smug look.

"Harry?"

"Harry Potter is my old name, I use Evans now. And he's not my real uncle."

"Then why did he say…"

Harry looked at Voldemort sideways.

"It's easier to say that I'm gonna see my uncle than my parents' killer."

Harry was sure that if it wasn't for the potion the man would had transformed again already.

"Then how can you be side by side…? and why he's not in a cell?"

"I am." The doctor frowned. "I was moved from my cell when you appeared. This is my cell."

"Oh." The muggle looked around. "And why do you visit him?"

"Bad temper. If I don't come he threatens to come visit me himself. You're picturing a snake like faced man appearing in the middle of NY? Yeah, me too."

The doctor chuckled.

"So why the white skin and lack of nose?"

"Bad experience with dark magic." Harry answered, sending Voldemort a smug look.

The Dark Lord allowed himself to roll his eyes at Harry's tactics.

–You're so childish sometimes that makes me wonder why I put up with you.–

–UNF–

Harry looked up from the dishes he was washing when the doorbell rang, signalling someone entering his coffee shop. Harry looked at the wall clock and then to the red haired woman with a raised eyebrow, she was way early for her usual visits. The woman smiled, knowing what he was thinking, and approached, putting an envelope on the counter facing Harry.

"The kids at school?" She asked and Harry nodded, picking the envelope with a frown.

Harry opened the envelope, taking the letter and reading it; it was an invitation for a party. Harry looked up with a raised eyebrow.

"Tony's getting an Apogee Award. He was given seven seats… which leaves five seats."

"And you're asking me?" Harry asked, dryly.

The woman nodded, smiling.

"It will be boring."

"Very boring, I take it." Harry drawled.

"Tony probably won't appear." The woman continued as if Harry hadn't talked.

"And you still are inviting me to go? Your boss makes weapons meant to kill. And he's getting an award for that?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

The woman closed her hand as if praying and started doing puppy eyes at him.

"Please…"

Harry growled, dragging a hand through his hair messing it up further. He couldn't believe that he was actually doing this. He and his soft heart… Maybe Tom was right and he was too emotional.

"Fine! But I can't wear a tie." Harry grumbled.

The woman grinned happily.

"Thank you, you won't regret it."

"I already do." Harry groaned, making her laugh.

–UNF–

–You bought what?–

Harry put his head in his hand, avoiding the Dark Lord's looks.

–I didn't have a choice. I'm going to a muggle award party.– Harry whispered frustrated.

–But a penguin suite?– Voldemort asked and Harry was sure that the man was sneering at him. –Are you going to a masquerade?–

Harry took a bag from his pocked and enlarged it, giving it to Voldemort.

–I'm freaking out here, Tom. I don't freaking know how to act in a suit, even less how to dress in it.– Harry shrieked.

Voldemort took the suit from the bag and, hanging it up, started to check it out.

–So this is what you call a penguin suite…– he hissed under his breath. –And the children?– the Dark Lord asked.

–Pepper took them shopping.– Harry said, looking up and seeing Voldemort touch the clothes. –What are you doing?–

–Checking the material. You don't want to look like a poor dressed in the best second hand shabby suit he could find, do you?–

Harry blushed, shaking his head.

–And when did she become Pepper?–

–Wha…?–

–The muggle. You always called her Miss Potts. When did she become Pepper?–

Harry shrugged.

–I don't know, since now?–

Voldemort chuckled, continuing to check the clothes.

–Is she pretty?–

–Wha…?–

Voldemort chuckled.

–Always very coherent, aren't you my Harry?– Harry blushed. –Is the muggle pretty? I know that she is red haired, but that is all I know about her.–

–I guess…–

Voldemort hummed approvingly.

–Good.–

–Why is that good?– Harry asked confused.

–By not knowing if she's pretty or not I know that you don't care about her that way and that means that I don't have to worry about a future red haired Mrs. Potter to break your heart and for me to have to mend it together again.–

Harry blushed, lowering his head.

–Tom…?– Voldemort hummed, not taking his eyes from the clothes. –Do you know how to do a tie?–

Voldemort looked at Harry and then to the tie, picking it up and pushed Harry towards a mirror, facing it and behind Harry he put the tie on Harry's neck very slowly so Harry could understand it. Harry followed his moves, knowing the man wouldn't teach a second time.

–UNF–

Harry put on the black suit, did the tie and looked at himself on the mirror. He was so making Pepper pay him back for this.

"Daddy?" Harry looked to see his baby girl, trying to do something with the bird nest that she called hair and only messing it up further. He approached her at once, picking up a hairbrush on the way, brushed her hair and then enchanted her hair, knowing how to do it out of experience.

Harry looked at his three boys that had followed his baby girl. Teddy was black haired, brown eyed and had light blue pants and jacket, a white shirt underneath it. James had tried to tame his brown hair; putting some gel in it, giving the look that he did the untameable look on purpose. He was in a dark brown suit with a jacket that went to the back of his knees and had two buttons at front, his shirt was cream. And when Harry looked at his son Albus he couldn't help but picture a photo of Tony Stark in a magazine that he had brought to the coffee shop once; the suit cut, the handkerchief in his jacket pocket over his heart and the dark green only took his eyes more into focus. Harry couldn't help but smile.

Then he looked at his baby girl. The girl was in an emerald dress, the dress went into her knees, underneath she had a white tights and she had a silver jacket that only covered her arms and part of her back. If Harry didn't knew that it was impossible, he would say that Voldemort was the one who choose her clothes. Or that Miss Potts was a Slytherin.

The doorbell rang. Teddy ran to open it, coming back with Pepper. The woman looked splendid in a dark blue dress.

"Wow… you look astonishing. All of you do."

"T'ank you, Peppew."

Albus approached the woman with a scarf, that Pepper picked at once and put it around the boy's neck making a loop.

"I like the black hair in you Ted."

"I still prefer blue." The boy said. "It means less time painting it."

Harry looked at his godson and approached, taking every invisible wrinkle away. They had told the school and Pepper that the boy had a colour pigment disease. His hair and body was colourless, so his hair turned white and he had to paint it. His eyes the same, making him use contact lens and sunglasses when in the sun. The fact that Teddy was very pale only helped.

The woman smiled.

"I know and I like the brown lens, makes you look more like an older brother."

Teddy smiled proudly, while James chuckled.

"That was his aim. He spent hours choosing his lens colours in order to have them look more like my eyes and hours choosing what colour he should paint his hair. He wanted brown, but that made him look like my twin, so he choose black, to match Albus."

Teddy slapped James on the back of the head, blushing, making the adults laugh.

"You're perfect Tedmond Black." The boy smiled at his godfather. Sometimes the boy needed these small reassurances, just like Harry needed from Voldemort.

Teddy didn't felt apart from the family, but were times that he needed to know that he was loved for being different.

–UNF–

"Tony Stark. Visionary. Genius. American patriot. Even from an early age the son of the legendary weapons developer Howard Stark quickly stole the spotlight with his brilliant and unique mind. At age 4 he build his first circuit board. At age 6, his first engine. And at 17 he graduated summa cum laude from MIT. Then the passing of a Titan. Howard Stark's lifelong friend and ally, Obadiah Stane steps in to help fill the gap left by the legendary founder until, at age 21, the prodigal son returns and is appointed the new CEO of Stark Industries. With the keys to the kingdom, Tony enters in a new era for his father's legacy creating smarter weapons, advanced robotics, satellite targeting. Today, Tony Stark has changed the face of the weapons industry by ensuring freedom and protecting America and her interests around the globe."

Harry clapped his hands together as did the others in the room. The man, that Harry had been introduced to as Obadiah Stane, was one of the people that had clapped louder during the presentation about Stark, but there was something that didn't feel right, maybe it was nothing but there was something about that man that was fishy and his Auror trainings were kicking in, telling him to be cautious. Harry saw a black man under the spotlight and turned his eyes from Stane to the man.

"That's Colonel Rhodes." Pepper said, lowering forward to whisper in Harry's ear. "He's Tony best friend."

Harry nodded, showing that he had heard.

"As the ways to Stark Industries, I have the unique privilege of serving with a real patriot. He is my friend and he is my greatest mentor. Ladies and gentlemen, it is my honor to present the Apogee Award to Mr. Tony Stark." The man said, starting to clap.

Harry smirked, looking at the place where Stark should be sitting, that 'happened' to be empty. He heard the music start and the spotlight appear on Stark's empty chair. Maybe Voldemort was having an effect on him? He should feel pity for Stark's best friend instead of trying to contain his own laugh.

"Tony?" the poor colonel called with a fake smile in his face.

Harry could see sideways that the kids were having more trouble than him to try to hide their laughs. Harry saw Stane shake his head towards the colonel to tell him that Stark wasn't there and then standing to go help the colonel, going to receive the award for Stark.

"Thank you, Colonel." The man said loudly.

But Harry could still hear the Colonel whisper over the loud applause. "Thank you for saving me."

"This is ah… beautiful. Thank you! Thank you all very much. This is wonderful." The man stayed a little looking at the award and then said, opening his arms as if to hug everyone "Well, I'm not Tony Stark." which made everyone laugh. Harry smiled, maybe he was wrong about Stane. "But if I were Tony, I would tell you how honored I feel and what a joy it is to receive this very prestigious award." The man looked the award again as if pondering what to say. "Tony, you know… The best thing about Tony is also the worst thing. He is always working."

Harry smirked and looked at Pepper, approaching her.

"He is lying through is teeth, isn't he?" he whispered into her ear.

The woman nodded clapping with the rest. Stane approached and sat with them while the lights turned on and the people started to leave. The colonel approached and looked at Pepper.

"I can't believe it. Where is he?" the man asked angrily.

Pepper gave him a sympathetic look.

"I tried to bring him, but he disappeared at the entry."

Albus stood at once.

"I know where he is, Rhodey."

The colonel looked at Albus and took the award from Stane.

"I almost didn't recognize you, Albus. Let's go, you show me on the way."

Harry stood and offered his hand to the Colonel who immediately took it.

"Evans Black, Albus' father."

"Nice to meet you Mr. Black, I'm Colonel James Rhodes."

Albus sent a puppy look at Harry who rolled his eyes, looking at Pepper.

"As long as Pepper brings you back tomorrow." The woman nodded and Harry turned back to Albus. "And you don't stay awake late."

The boy nodded and grabbed the Coronel hand running away. Stane stood and looked at Harry who was picking up the sleepy Lilu.

"Mr. Black maybe now is not the best time, but I would like to meet you someday to discuss your uncle. Your son, Albus, said that he was in the war."

Harry looked at the two boys next to him and then to Stane.

"You know where I work Mr. Stane. Pay me a visit and I'll answer everything that I can. Do know that I can't tell you much as my uncle isn't the bragging type."

The bald man nodded. Harry turned to leave.

"How are you getting home, Mr. Black?"

Harry turned his head to Stane.

"Miss Potts offered me a ride."

"She doesn't need to, you four are coming with me. My house is in that direction." Harry looked at Pepper.

"Are you sure, Obadiah? I really don't mind giving them a ride." The woman started.

"Nonsense, it's late. You go home sleep. You know that Tony has to leave early in the morning and needs someone to force him out of the country. My driver will take me and Mr. Black to our houses and he'll leave Misters and Miss Black at their house in the way to my house."

Harry smiled at Pepper and gave her two kisses.

"See you tomorrow then." He said to her.

"Call me when you arrive."

Harry nodded, smiling.

"Yes, mum." The woman laughed and left them. Harry turned to Mr. Stane. "Shall we, then?"

The man smiled and motioned for him to walk with him at his side. Teddy was giving his hand at James and the two were walking right next to Harry.

"May I ask about the M.O.T.H.E.R.?" the man asked, spelling the last word.

Harry looked at the man again.

"England."

"D.E…"

"Very much alive. We're divorced." Harry grouched.

Lilu hugged Harry tighter at sensing his angry, and Harry took a deep breath calming down and moved her so he could hold her better.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to intrude. I'm just curious, you know? Pepper doesn't have many friends and then she starts to bring Albus with her to the company and now she brings you to the party… She's like family, you know?"

Harry nodded.

"I understand. She is a great friend and has helped me in difficult times. Being a single parent is not easy."

The man nodded and they left the hotel where the conference had taken place. Immediately a couple of journalists tried to talk with Stane and a few even tried to talk with Harry, who merely shook his head and moved forward, planning on waiting for Stane by his car where his chauffeur was. The chauffeur helped Harry put the children inside and Harry waited for the bald man outside.

(TBC)

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Next: The media starts making questions about who Miss Potts friend is, Tony gets captured and Ginny appears

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