Avengers HP Crossover 6

Chapter 6

The team was scattered.  Thor was lost, but alive as they sent an extraction team for him.  Harry gave the report that Hulk was port keyed to the ground near water where he would no longer be able to do damage to the world at large as he slipped a powerful stunner into the device.  While Agent Romanoff and Agent Barton were both in the medical wing for evaluation.  Harry had every intention of going to find the Hulk, but Fury wanted a briefing with what was left of the team.

They sat around the desk in the main lobby of the Helicarrier.  Everyone had cleared the room as all the computers were down, and just Steve, Tony, and Harry were in the room.  Fury spoke solemnly, “These were in Phil Coulson’s jacket.  Guess he never did get you to sign them.”

Harry thought the motion was rather dark as he saw the Captain America Vintage trading cards hit the table.  They were all bloodied up, and Harry felt a cold sensation grip his stomach.  Fury continued, “We are dead in the air up here.  Our communications, location of the cube, Banner, Thor, I got nothing for you.  I lost my one good eye.  I guess I had this coming.”  The man sighed, “Yes we were going to build an arsenal with the Tesseract.  I never put my chips on that number though.  Because I was putting my chips on something riskier.  The Avengers Initiative.  The idea was to bring a group together of remarkable people to see if they could be something more.  So they could fight the battles we couldn’t.  Phil Coulson died still believing in that idea.  In Heroes.”

Tony stood up quickly and stormed out of the room.  Steve grabbed a few of the cards looking at them and then tossed them onto the table standing up to depart after Tony much more calmly than Tony had.

Fury sighed again, “It is an old fashioned notion.”

Harry looked up at the man sadly, “I led a small group of teenagers into our government building and infiltrated it to save my Godfather.  We all had a common goal and place in the world, and we worked together because we had too, or we were going to die.”

Fury looked up at the young man in surprise to be given any intel voluntarily, “Good people died along the way, and it nearly drove us all apart.  You threw people from different worlds, with different upbringings, with different cultures, and hoped they would work together as a team with no guidance or motivation.  That was a mistake.”

Fury looked like he wanted to argue, but Harry wasn’t done, “My group of teenagers worked because we wanted the same thing, and all worked for the same goal.  We also trained together for hundreds of hours before that.  You can’t just throw together the all-star team of heroes, and expect them to work in sync, and then guilt trip them because we couldn’t work together fast enough on a 36 hour notice, with essentially minimal combat experience together.”

Nodding gravely the one eyed man said, “I know.  The Avengers Project has been scrapped and reattempted many times throughout the years, and each time it was always missing something when we had a good chance.  Sometimes it was a leader.  Sometimes it was humility, but it was always something.  This is the first time I looked at the team roster and thought it would work.  It could still work, because like you said your friends didn’t have a choice, and soon you all may not either.”

Harry looked at the man in surprise, “What do you know?”

The man shrugged his shoulders, “Honestly not as much as I usually do.  This is kind of uncharted territory for everyone, but it's something Barton said to me before Loki attacked the SHIELD compound.  He said a door works both ways, and that if we were trying to get through there was a real good chance someone else might be too on the other side.”

“What are you speculating?”  The young wizard asked.

“I’m not speculating anything.  I am telling you.  Loki is going to fly an army from Outer Space into a major civilian territory and it's going to be mass slaughter and destruction.  I don’t think anyone on this team is going to sit by and let that happen, and have no response to it.  That would be something uncharacteristic of everyone on this team.  A lot of them are going to feel right pissed off I am guessing in fact.  Barton, Romanoff, Stark, Thor, those guys aren’t used to losing.  Banner, Cap, yourself, will go because it's right and you will all be Avenger’s in your own way.”

Harry looked at the man, and for the first time made the connection of who he reminded him of.  Mad-Eye Moody was a brilliant strategist, and was hard on every single one of his pupils, but he believed in all of them, even when he didn’t show it to some of them who needed to see it the most.  Right now that was probably Stark.  The one eye thing also helped in the resemblance, and the paranoia was definitely there as well.  Harry wanted to smirk at the thought, but instead just nodded at the man and stood walking off towards the medical facilities.  Harry saw Cap walk right out of the Medical Bay where Natasha and Clint were, “You ready to win another war?”

Harry looked at the man in surprise, “You know where Loki is going?”

“Stark has all the details, but we are hijacking a jet, and following right behind to New York.”

“Merlin, millions of innocents, could be killed in a battle in Manhattan alone.  We can’t let that happen.”  Harry said this with determination.

Steve nodded at the man, “Then suit up, and let's go.”

Harry nodded, apparating back to his room, maybe Fury would be right.  He flicked out his two wands and set them on the dresser as he opened up the bottom drawer revealing his cloak, and ring that held the resurrection stone.  In this drawer also held a belt with an array of Fred and George’s more deadly and innovative inventions, along with his dragon hide vest, boots, and gloves. He also grabbed his shrunken broom stick and put it in his front pocket just in case.

Only a minute or two had passed when Harry apparated back to the medical wing to see Agent Barton and Romanoff walking with Cap all fully dressed for battle.  Harry strode to meet them offering a greeting to Agent Barton, “Glad to have you with us this time Agent Barton.”

The man gave him a slight grin, “Yeah thanks for not killing me with all your…witchcraft?”

“Let’s just call it magic, and not get too technical.  I hear you are pretty good with that bow.”  Harry said conversationally.

The man had a full grin this time, “I think you are about to find out.”

Harry looked at his quiver and noticed a large quiver, but thought the man might run out, and he planned to fix this as soon as they got in the air.

They boarded a jet and the pilots in the front immediately stood up, “You don’t have authorization-“

Steve however said, “Son, just don’t.”

Harry smirked as he froze the man in place and lifted him with a simple levitation spell and gently sat him outside the ship.  In a matter of moments they were taking off out of the hangar, and Steve asked, “How far are we from New York?”

Agent Barton shook his head, “Less than an hour in the quinjet.”

Harry came in at this, “If you two don’t mind then give me your weapons and I will make some modifications while we are in the air.  It won’t be much, but considering what we are up against I think anything would help.”

Natasha and Clint exchanged looks, and nodded.  Clint took his quiver off, and Natasha pulled two handguns for him to inspect.

Harry quickly began casting diagnostic charms while the two operated the jet's flight.  He realized on short notice there wasn’t much to be done, but he cast self replicating charms on the magazine pouches and the quiver.  It would only work for the arrow or bullet that was fired, and it would be instantly replaced.  That should at least clear up one problem.  Armor piercing and density magnifications could be given too, but as far as he could come up with that would have to do for now.”

By the time he finished with all his enchantments they were arriving in New York to see a site he never thought he would witness.  A massive city under attack from Alien Invasion.  It was only just the beginning as far as Harry could tell because they were just starting their descent from the skies, but he knew this was going to be trouble on the scales hither to undreamt of.

Harry knew the ICW needed to be alerted of this immediately, and fired off a patronus, “Neville the city is under attack.  Myself and the response team are on our way.  Have my army on standby if this goes sideways.”

Steve looked at him, “Calling for help?”

Natasha asked, “Your army?”

Harry shook his head, “In order for me to agree to this the ICW which is the governing body of my people agreed to allow me to command an army of witches and wizards.  They would be mostly aurors and hitwizards which would be like police, but with magic.  It would be extremely unorganized, but the size of the force we could call together could likely throw up a pretty decent fight even against an army of aliens from outer space with weapons we aren’t even sure of.”

Clint called out, “Shouldn’t we go ahead and call for them?”

Harry shook his head, “We will see how we handle this, but if it looks like all is lost I will do it.  I can’t risk exposure, it would mean war, and thousands of my kind would die if not all of them.  I can’t have that kind of blood on my hands without knowing we were doomed.”

Everyone nodded solemnly even if they did hardly understand.  Steve put a hand on his shoulder saying, “We will contain this.”

Harry nodded at the man confidently, “The greatest soldier in history alongside the most powerful wizard of the generation, they never really stood a chance.”

With this Harry apparated right in front of Stark tower, and drew both of his wands looking up at the army before him that was descending from the skies.  His cloak was around his shoulders, but he was not invisible.  His time with the Hallows truly did allow him to become the master of them.  The cloak for one was invisible, but it was firmly stuck to his shoulders almost like a cape.  He manipulated the fabric with wandless magic to cover his face with it making it appear more like a shadow than an invisible specter.

Harry was dressed in all black, and with the shadow of his face being seen many people feared the grim reaper had arrived, and in a way Death had arrived, and Harry was the bringer of such destruction.  Taking a deep breath he aimed his wands towards the sky whispering, “Fienfire.”

A blast of fire unlike the world had ever seen erupted from the tip of his wand shooting into the air.  Anything it touched was incinerated instantly, and the cries of the alien race were heard throughout the city.

Harry heard Stark on the intercom, “My God.  Potter you are literally creating temperatures so hot that you could melt the buildings.”

Harry spoke calmly back, “I have the flames under control just get Loki and close this portal.”

Suddenly one of the letters from Stark Tower came falling towards the Earth, and Harry had to stop the flames and transfigure the falling debris to dust, before he was crushed, “Stark came on the intercom after that, “Thor is here fighting Loki towards the top of the building on my penthouse looks like he has that in hand.  Romanoff, Barton, did you stop for drive through?  I have three on my tail and I’m gonna swing by the park and lay them out for you.”

Harry heard intense gunfire down the street and explosions rocking the world around him.  A moment later he also heard Stark's AI come over the com, “Sir we have more incoming.”

Apparating to the top of the tower Harry saw the Tesseract shooting a massive amount of energy into the sky keeping the wormhole open.  He cast a few diagnostic spells and knew he was way over his head, and said as he turned his head to the sky, “Fine let’s keep them busy.”

With blasting curses now firing out of his wands at rapid speeds, debris was falling everywhere, and for a brief moment Harry pondered if this much magic had ever been fired off in a public space in the history of the Wizarding world.  He only had a brief amount of time to ponder this as another massive alien ship descended from the heavens.  Harry knew he would need some help to take this one out, so turned his eyes to see where Thor and Loki were doing battle.

Thor had just been backhanded, and Loki turned his scepter to blast Romanoff and Barton out of the sky when Harry apparated down to the landing and blasted Loki right off of it.  Harry helped Thor up and said, “We need to check on our team.”

With this he grabbed the man’s shoulder and apparated him down to the street level, and watched as Cap, Barton, and Romanoff emerged from the jet and began running towards them.  Harry asked, “Is everyone okay?”

Barton asked looking around at the mayhem, “Define okay?”

Harry shrugged with a sideways grin, “Just another day at the office!”

They all looked at him like he was crazy, but then a massive blast from the Tesseract on top of Stark Tower erupted again and the wormhole got significantly bigger.  Aliens on small hover craft like objects were now descending down dozens at a time, and another dozen massive alien warships came crashing down from the skies.  Harry knew they were in trouble, and realized it wouldn’t be long before he had to call for his army.  The point of no return was approaching, and they needed help.  A brief glimpse in the distance gave him some sort of hope that he may be able to pull this off.  He sensed a foreign magic, not completely unlike his own not too far from where he was now.  He planned on heading that way shortly.

Cap asked over the com, “Stark are you seeing this?”

“Seeing still working on believing, has anyone seen Banner?”

“Banner?” Cap asked curiously.

“Keep me posted.” Stark said.

Suddenly Stark came hurtling down the street towards them with a massive creature beside him.  Dozens of little rockets hit the armored beast, but nothing seemed to truly hurt it.  The numbers of the army was rapidly increasing, doing untold destruction to the city.

Harry couldn’t believe it.  In all his years of war he never imagined damage like this in a major city.  This was like fighting open war in London, but ten times worse.  Manhattan was so overcrowded that the losses were going to be devastating.  Harry had to do something, and soon.

Steve jumped on a car and began shouting orders at police officers who took only a little convincing to get into the game.  Harry began flinging cutting curses at the ground troops, and throwing balls of magic into the air to knock the fliers off their chariots, and even still the army seemed endless.

The army that was coming from above was amassing, and Harry sighed, “The time is coming.  We are going to need the wizarding army to help us.  This could be the end of my kind.”

Harry flicked out his wand, “Expecto Patronum.”

A massive white ethereal stag appeared, and Barton, Romanoff, Rogers, along with Tony Stark all stared in wonder, “Neville.  The time is approaching.  Gather our forces.  We are gonna make one last go at this before the time is upon us.  It's not like anything I’ve ever seen.  A real alien army is here.  Marauder Code 1.”

When the stag took off into the distance Harry said, “Hope for my world left with that stag.  We have to contain this.  Everything we’ve got.”

Natasha said calmly, “We aren’t enough.”

“We have to be.”  Harry said just as calmly.

As a group began to swarm the Avengers ground team a blast of lightning lit up over a dozen of the Chitauri, and Harry grinned as he saw Thor.  The large man hit the ground, “The barrier above is impenetrable.”

Harry nodded his agreement, “Even with magic I couldn’t get through it.”

Stark called out over the coms, “Thor’s right we got to deal with these guys.”

Natasha asked, “How are we going to do this?”

Steve commanded, “As a team.”

Harry nodded his agreement as Thor spoke about having unfinished business with his brother, but Clint was quick to say that there would be a line of people who wanted his head.  Steve however continued his command, “We have to keep these things busy otherwise they are going to run wild.  Stark is gonna handle things up top.  He’s gonna need us-”

A small moped came cruising down the street at this, and Harry’s excitement continued to rise at the sight of Bruce Banner.  The man looked around as he got off the bike, “This all seems horrible.”

Natasha looked like she had a remark about the Hulk, but said nothing as Harry said, “We are glad to have you here.”

Bruce sighed, “I hope I am not all the help that’s coming.”

Harry shrugged, “If it gets much worse the wizarding army will get involved.  Plus I think we may have a few hidden allies in the battle.  Just give me some time to approach.”

The others all looked curiously, but Stark came over coms when Steve told him that Banner had arrived, and the man told him it was time to suit up as he brought the armored Beast he had been fighting right towards them.

Bruce looked almost amused as he turned to face his opponent.  He began walking towards the thing and Steve called out, “Dr. Banner, now might be a time for you to get angry.”

The smile was definitely there now as he took a deep breath, “That’s my secret Cap.  I’m always angry.”

Suddenly the man grew into the familiar large green beast, and slammed his fist into it, stopping it cold in its tracks.  Tony then hit the broken armor in weak spots blasting it apart.  Harry easily raised a shield above them deflecting the debris coming down upon them.

The Chitauri quickly took notice of this, and all hissed their displeasure from various spots across the city.  Suddenly Harry was flooded with hope.  They could still do this.

Steve strutted across the group eyeing different positions of the enemy, “Our only objective is containment until we can get that portal closed.  Barton get on the roof and call out strays, and patterns.  Stark, you got the perimeter.  Thor bottleneck the portal.  You got the lightning, light the bastards up.  Natasha, you and I are going to stay here on the ground and keep the fighting here.  Harry you say we might have hidden allies, well now is the time for them to come out and help us.  Do what you can, and help Tony contain this, be our floating free agent to help wherever necessary.”

Harry nodded his head looking in the direction he sensed the foreign magical presence, and summoned his broomstick from his pocket and made it full size with the flick of his wrist.  As he mounted the broom and took off in the direction of the power he heard the final command cap gave, “Hulk.  Smash.”