I do not own Harry Potter. I do not own the Avengers or anything related to Marvel.

Harry James Potter decided Britain was really not his cup of tea. Sure, Hermione was a cool sister, and the Weasleys were cool, and he loved his godson to bits, but… well.

After defeating Voldemort, people wanted the hero of the hour, even if he did try to redirect all the attention to all of his friends that had played a much more important part in the war. In his opinion, at least. Because, really, what did he do? Go hunting for a madman's soul pieces and kill him. But Neville and Ginny had led the DA, resisting the Death Eaters and their regime at Hogwarts, fighting.

He just let himself be killed a second time.

So, yes, he was absolutely sick of being the nation's darling, even the Queen had given him a medal, and he was so important both in the muggle and magical world that he had clearance to know whatever he wished. It was boring, and stupid. That aside, being the richest man alive did have its perks. So many perks that he felt bad he wasn't using even half of them.

Back to Britain not being his cup of tea… he just wanted a mostly normal life. He knew he couldn't have a completely normal life, but he was happy with just being another face in the crowd. So he decided to move. New York, being the overrated and overpopulated city it was, seemed ideal. He owned several businesses and had a lot of shares in the ones he didn't own. Like Stark Industries. So, he was pretty well-known, but he wasn't outright famous. It worked for him.

"And are you really sure you want to live there? They have rats" Hermione insisted, "I visited once with my parents, and… Harry?" she stopped when she saw his smile.

"I can't even begin to tell you how much it means to me that you care so much about me, Hermione. But I will be okay, and please, relax. Ron will have my head if you go into early labor out of worry"

"Ron is just as worried as his wife" the tall redhead piped in from where he was sitting in the kitchen, "He just hides it better"

"Pair of mother-hens. I promise I will be okay. And I want to meet all the Avengers, you know? They sound interesting"

"Tony will be happy to see you" Hermione smiled.

That had been an unexpected turn of events for Harry. When he had gone through his vaults and the blood tests in Gringotts, Anthony Stark appeared to be his uncle. Howard Stark had had an affair with Harry's grandmother on her mother's side, years before his marriage to Maria. It made uncle and nephew be around the same age. Oddly enough, they had developed a bond like brothers. Harry didn't expect anything from Tony, didn't demand money, fame, nothing, especially since he already had his own. And Tony and he got the family he always wanted.

"He told me my room is having the final touches. He's excited. I do want to help him a bit. He's taken the break-up with Pepper hard. Though, I think a little birdie is being… helpful"

"Hawkeye? With Tony?"

"I'll tell you more about it later, Hermione. See you, Ron! Good luck with the kid!"

"See you, mate!"

Harry had never been to New York, but he was glad he appeared on the Avengers Tower, previously known as Stark Tower.

"Welcome back, sir"

"Jarvis, glad to hear you again. Is Tony home?"

"All the Avengers are here, and I have already told Tony of your arrival"

"You are a dear, Jarvis" Harry smiled, and went into the tower, finally getting to the massive living room. He found himself at one end of Clint's arrow, Natasha's gun, and he could see the others were tense enough to break out to fight, "I come in peace? Jarvis, you only warned Tony?"

"Yes, sir"

"Cheeky. Tony? Some help here?"

Tony was laughing, but he went to hug Harry, "Their faces, your face!"

"So funny, Tony. Who is this?" Natasha put away her gun, but kept eyeing him with narrowed eyes.

"I'm hurt that you don't know, being a super-spy and all. I see new faces. Wait… Loki? Is that Bucky? Tony, what the hell have you guys been up to? Are you recruiting kids now, Tony?"

"Hey, I'm eighteen!" came Peter's protest.

"You have a baby face" Harry deadpanned, "I thought you were fourteen. My apologies"

"British…"

"I'm Tony's… nephew. Damn, it sounds so weird"

"Howard only had one kid" Steve intervened with a frown, and Bucky was nodding. Harry snorted. They only knew Howard in a work environment. He was smart, but left much to be desired as a father, in Harry's opinion. He had seen the letters exchanged between his grandmother and Howard, and his reaction to a kid.

"My mother was born before he was even married to Maria. We did have blood tests" Harry explained, "Considering our similar ages, however, Tony insists we are brothers, and I can't disagree. I mean, calling a guy my age uncle? Nope. But, he's the coolest brother. Anyway, a round of introductions, then? I'll start. Harry James Potter, at your service"

"Natasha Romanoff"

"Clint Barton"

"Steve Rogers"

"James Buchanan Barnes. Bucky is fine"

"Peter Parker"

"Thor, son of Odin!" the god of thunder boomed.

"I do know you, big guy. I visited last time" Harry rolled his eyes.

"Loki of Asgard" Loki replied.

"I visited with you, Loki"

"You did ask for a round of introductions, Harrison"

"That is not my name"

"Keep telling yourself that" Loki sniffed.

"Wait, you have met Thor and Loki? How did that happen?" Tony asked. Harry scratched the back of his head.

"Valhalla?" he offered. Both Norse gods rolled their eyes, "Let's get done with the names first okay?"

"Bruce Banner, a pleasure"

"Likewise, green guy"

"So… spill. How did you meet Goldilocks and Merlin?" Tony invited Harry to sit, and the wizard plopped down next to him where Clint had been. He ignored the glare at that action, and gave everyone a smile.

"Long story short, I died a second time, and here I am! Remember the thing about the Hallows? Well… I got all three of them, and when I died and then came back I found out… I became Master of Death. So, that means I can't really die. I mean, yes, shoot me, but I'll come back in a while anyway. Dying is just so much hassle. Death lives in permanent amusement when he has to visit me"

"Only you would say dying is a hassle" Tony mumbled.

"Tony, after the first six times or so, it really becomes boring. I mean, the bad guys kill me, and think they've done their jobs, but, boom! Seconds later, they can't live to tell the tale! Anyway, that was how I met Thor and Loki here. Loki nearly died, rescued him, and brought him back to Asgard. After dealing with his… daddy issues"

"I can't have daddy issues when I have no father" Loki sniffed.

"Sure. But you at least have a brother-husband. I mean, do you know how pissed I was at Odin? And Death doesn't have a limit to any realm, and I could kill him if I wanted. I can control where he goes. So, yes, he was really accommodating for me. At least Loki gets to see his children again, and they are free to roam the universe" Harry ranted.

"It is quite flattering that you get so upset on my behalf. Thor has been amazing"

"Yeah, imagine our shock when they come here all lovey-dovey with Reindeer here pregnant"

Harry gave an excited shriek, "Really?!"

"Yes" Thor was beaming, "Are you staying with us here, Harrison?"

"Merlin, not you as well. Loki is a terrible influence on you"

"I think it's the other way around" Tony muttered, "But, are you staying, Harry? Your room is nearly done, but the bed is not here yet. I invented a mattress, all of them will be arriving tomorrow, but you didn't have a mattress before that. Would you mind bunking with our local Popsicle?"

"Oh… I won't mind" Harry gave a nearly predatory smile that sent shivers up everyone's spines.

Harry watched from the ottoman in the massive room as Steve tried organizing his things. He noticed the drawing materials, some watercolors, the shield propped against the wall, and the closet showed only white shirts, jeans, sneakers, the uniform, and something that seemed to be training uniform.

"So, Popsicle, is it okay if I call you that? There was a little birdie that told me you were being rather mean to Tony" he felt proud of his drawl, because Steve did wince, "I see things are good, and Tony never actually mentioned anything. I do have my own methods of finding out anything I want"

"Do you… hack?"

"Not exactly" Harry smiled faintly, and then sighed, "I wanted to make your life impossible at first, but that will not help. So I'll just warn you. Tony is a lot of things without his suit of armor, and without his technology and inventions. He's a kind, considerate man that is being constantly taken advantage of. I know you realize that without him none of the Avengers would actually have anything. But he cares"

Steve nodded, and met his eyes, "For what it is worth, I have tried making it up to him. He's… kinder, and just more than I originally gave him credit for. He helped me find Bucky, even when we saw the video of Bucky causing the accident that killed his parents. He helped us get proper therapy. I have apologized, and… I would like to think we're friends"

"Oh, you are. Now, I just have to take care of Miss Potts" Harry gave the same nearly-feral smile from earlier, and Steve was glad he seemed to accept him. He was Tony's family, and he really wanted to get along with everyone.

Bucky entered the room, and Harry then looked at him, eyeing him carefully.

"I… apologize for killing…"

"Howard? Don't" Harry snorted, "He didn't want anything to do with my mother. Besides, I grew up thinking my mother's half-sister and her family were my only family. Tony was a pleasant surprise. He's different from them. And probably the only thing Howard did not fully ruin in his life"

Bucky seemed unsure of what to say next, and Harry just gave him a smile. He transfigured his clothes into pajamas, and they both had wide eyes.

"Did you… what…"

"Wizard. I appreciate the sentiment, Bucky, but please let it go. So… you two have been friends since childhood, right?"

"Yes. Bucky was… actually, my only friend" Steve admitted with a blush. Bucky gave him a fond smile.

"And… at what point did you two start dating? I've seen couples with less love than that"

Bucky laughed a bit, and Steve went red.

"Not long after I was back to being myself. It wasn't something one even wanted to hint at back when we were first recruited" Bucky explained, "And you? Do you have anyone?"

"Not really. I'm really into guys, but no one has ever…" Harry drew off, thinking of his two failed dates and the awkward relationship with girls he'd had. And then the absolute disasters that were his dates with other guys. Most were wizards, but it was tiring to get a permanent hero worship instead of real love, "They never seem to want to see me"

"Like when people still struggle seeing Tony as a person, not the genius and hero?" Steve offered. Harry gave him a smile.

"Like that. Well, something tells me we'll get along pretty well. Can you fill me in on how Clint ended up trying to woo my brother, by the way?"

Both super-soldiers laughed at that, and began to explain how after Pepper Potts left Tony, Clint started watching him to make sure he didn't kill himself by neglecting to eat, sleep, or otherwise function like a normal human being. It seemed he found Tony, the real Tony, really attractive as a possible partner. Tony seemed to like him back, which meant everyone was being witness to them dancing around each other.

Harry ended up transfiguring the ottoman into a bed, and Bucky and Steve fell asleep in their bed, cuddling. Pity that they were together, he would have liked to go out with one of them. Or maybe both, but Harry was not holding his breath on that. They probably struggled enough to just be together by themselves.

Harry enjoyed staring at Clint. It was amusing, to be honest, because it unnerved the hero that Harry could always pinpoint his exact location, sometimes even in places Natasha herself struggled to locate him. The wizard wasn't sure if he should take pity on him and tell him he could feel everyone, because even if they didn't have magic per se, they gave off energy he could pick up on. He suspected it had to do with the war and being in constant danger through most of his life, but in the end it didn't matter why he could do it. Just that he could. And what he used that for.

For the most part, Clint was settled on the rafters of Tony's workshop. Harry made a point of being there a lot of his time, as well. Tony liked him being there, especially with new inventions, mainly to make sure they would all work around Harry's magic.

"Perhaps if I move this node… or titanium wire… not the same as vibranium, but T'Challa said the new shipment was running late. What do you think, Harry?" Tony beamed at him.

"Okay, be patient with me here, but what is that?" Harry scratched the back of his head. Tony laughed, because of course he found certain amount of amusement at how clueless Harry was with technology. He hadn't been amused at first, because his non-magical family hadn't let him interact with their things, but then he understood most appliances fried up with magic, and he felt like that was a huge unexploited potential.

"You mentioned that you didn't have a phone. Like, I know you can send Prongs, but, yeah, most people might freak out when they suddenly see a deer talk. So, this is quicker. Jarvis can read the texts out to you, or send them for you, you know, since he's installed in there"

"That… oh, Tony, you're amazing, have I ever told you that?" Harry hugged him tightly.

"Now, try!" Tony was blushing, because even with Harry being awed at his genius nearly from the moment they met, it was always honest, not just plain flattery.

"Jarvis send a text to Steve. Tell him birdie is still not daring to ask him out"

"Sent, sir. Steve replies 'We could stage an intervention'"

Harry laughed, delighted with the phone.

"I really never had someone that cared like this for me, Tony" Harry admitted, quieting down a bit, "I don't think you fully understand how much this means to me" he gave Tony another hug.

"I have an idea" Tony hugged him back.

Clint watched, fascinated. It was the first time he saw both of them like this. Harry had been in the tower for three months already, and while he wasn't life of the party, he always had a somewhat cheerful disposition. Natasha and he had been frustrated because while he actually showed up with a muggle file when they researched him, they didn't have the clearance, and asking Tony to give them information on his brother-nephew really was a big no-no. Sure, they just wanted to know him better, especially Clint, because he was Tony's family, and he wanted Tony, but it wasn't exactly their forte to just socialize to find out information on someone.

All he knew was that Harry was gay, and he was pining after the two super-soldiers, who were also pining after him, but both parties were oblivious to those feelings. It was… textbook definition of obliviousness.

"Are you nearly done, Tony? Because I'm cooking dinner tonight, remember" Harry said at last.

"I'll be there, I promise"

"At least Clint will make sure you're on time" Harry teased, and Tony blushed as his brother left his workshop.

Harry made his way to the kitchen, a chef's kitchen, which Tony himself never used, but Bucky and Harry did. Steve was pretty much pants at cooking something beyond toast and eggs, but Bucky had experience because he was the one that cooked for Steve and his mother, and then for Steve alone, when they were younger. Harry because he was forced to do it growing up, but it was something that actually relaxed him, so he was really good at it.

"You're cooking dinner tonight, right?" Loki asked from the stool. He was snacking on some cheese crackers, watching Harry fleet around the kitchen while gathering ingredients.

"Yes. Anything I should avoid today?" Harry asked with a smile, "Is Thor being overprotective again?"

"A bit. First child for him and all" Loki smiled a bit, "Though, truth be told, I don't quite know how this will happen. This is my first time being pregnant while I'm male. And Asgardian"

Harry chuckled, "Well, a mother always knows best, right?"

"Stop calling me a mother! I'm a father!" Loki threw a cracker at him, and Harry dodged.

"You'll have to do better than that, Loki. Besides, when you're a mare, you are a mother"

"Ugh. I regret having you read all our history books"

"I think it was your inner mothering telling you a kid should be educated properly" Harry turned the oven on. Loki gave him a death glare. Which would have worked if Harry actually feared death. Or if he stayed dead.

"Are we interrupting?" Bucky and Steve came in. They had spent most of the day in Central Park walking.

"Nope. And take a seat" Harry motioned for the free stools at the bar, next to Loki, "How was your Central Park date?"

"I'm still impressed with how lost one could get in it" Steve gave a soft laugh.

"Right? I mean, one would think they would care enough to get more signs, at the very least. I'm lucky I can appearate out of it, but do you have any idea of how many lost kids I've found in there? Reckless parents, too. We're lucky Loki will be a good mother" Harry chirped. Loki glared, but then smirked.

"Tell me, Harrison, how was your date with that guy… what was his name?"

"I haven't been on any dates" Harry glared back this time.

"Oh, really? I thought he was really interested. And, you know, with everyone pairing up, I think you do need one"

After finishing with the spices and only having to stir, Harry met Loki's eyes, "I know what you're doing. Stop. You really don't want to see me pissed"

The alarms started blaring, something about 'purple alert'. He noticed how everyone paled, and Loki seemed panicked for a moment. Thor flew into the kitchen.

"Thanos" he choked out, "Loki, please, go to the bunker"

Loki, for the first time, did not object, and was out of there in seconds.

"Thanos? Who is Thanos?"

"Purple bad guy. He has the infinity stones in a gauntlet… and…"

"Oh, great. Let's go, then" he placed a stasis charm on everything, "It's been a while since I've seen a bad guy"

"He's too dangerous, Harry" Steve started, "It would be better if you stayed with Loki"

So, no, Harry did not stay with Loki. Tony had been reluctant, but he knew Harry would be a great help.

"Harry!" the Avengers turned to see who was calling their wizard, especially since the wizard smiled.

"Neville! What are you doing here?"

"Peachy, and I do not get a hello?"

"Draco! Who else is coming? And right now is not really a good moment"

"Hermione heard about some Thanos guy. She sent us to keep an eye on you, so… you know, so you don't decide to die, again" Neville chuckled, but then eyed the Avengers, who were eyeing them as well, especially the two super-soldiers.

"Oh, my manners!"

"I didn't know you had any, scar-head"

"I have more than you, at any rate, ferret" Harry retorted, but proceeded to introduce them to the Avengers, and explained that a friend had sent them to make sure Harry wasn't reckless, "And I'm not that bad. Hermione is just really mothering"

"Keep telling yourself that. So, what do we know about this guy?" Draco snorted. After a quick debriefing, where some aliens started popping into the city, everyone was ready to fight. Harry had decided to fight Thanos, and there were some protests, but no one really could argue with 'I can't really die'.

Draco and Neville had helped him cast protective spells over the rest of the team, and then the fight really started, because Thanos was keen on drama and had actually come to snap his fingers in front of the Avengers just 'rub it in'. It worked against him, because everyone was focused on making sure he didn't snap the fingers, while also killing off his armies.

And Thanos had not expected the three wizards.

"My, you think you know the universe, and you didn't know about me? I feel offended" Harry smirked, and Thanos tried frying him, but Harry was much quicker than him, decided to Accio the gauntlet. It flew straight to him.

"I'm impressed, master. Master of Death, and the Infinity Stones do not hurt you. So, what do you want me to do?" Death came out of nowhere, looking like a wraith with a black cloak and a scythe.

"Dan, you look creepy like that"

"I thought it was appropriate for the occasion" Death pouted, but then turned to a tall and lean man with white skin and long dark hair held in a high bun. He was also wearing black jeans and shirt and shoes, but he looked more like a wannabe Goth than a wraith. The only hint of something odd were his eyes, completely black. No iris, no pupil. Just black abyss, "You didn't answer"

"Oh, right. Kill him. And his armies, I guess. I do want to eat somewhere in the near future" Harry smiled, but it was feral, not the almost-feral, but really feral. His skin turned almost as white as Death's, and his green eyes started glowing, his hair being swept by air that only affected him, and got a matching pair of black wings with Death.

"And you complain about my looks" Death groaned, but the scythe cut through Thanos, and Harry let out a pulse of magic. The armies that had been fighting against the Avengers simply fell over.

"So… I didn't actually summon you. What was your deal with purple ball-sack chin?" Harry asked, as he went back to normal, and felt his wings go back inside.

"I truly hate when anyone tries to do my job. Do you have any idea of the paperwork this guy piled on me on his self-imposed quest of 'bettering the universe'? A nightmare, I tell you" Death would deny that he was whining, but Harry found it amusing, "Stop smirking"

"Now you know how that feels. So… you'll deal with this paperwork?"

"No. I'll get my wraiths to do it. What do you take me for, a commoner?"

Harry cackled all the way back to where the rest of the team was grouped, eating fast food.

"What's so funny?" Draco snorted.

"Dan, I mean, Death, complaining about the paperwork, even when he doesn't actually do it" Harry continued to laugh.

"I told you New York would drive him insane! As if he wasn't crazy enough in Britain!" Draco told Neville, who just laughed, "And Hermione, 'oh, maybe it will be good for him'. You know what will be good for him? Getting married and pregnant"

"Harry? Pregnant?" Steve frowned.

"Oh, you lot don't know? We, meaning wizards, can get pregnant" Neville smiled, "Magic really is wonderful"

Everyone had their jaws dropped, and Harry was watching them with a smile, "My, you reacted better than I did when I found out"

"We have a Hulk, two Norse gods, two super-soldiers that ended up immortal because the serum was so good, two human spies that keep up with enhanced people, and me. Give us a bit more credit, Harry" Tony sniffed, in a very Draco-like manner, now that Harry thought about it.

"Right. Right. Well, I fainted, you know?" Harry pouted, "But that means that going out with normal humans is… difficult, to put it mildly"

"You literally have two giant puppies willing to do anything you ask of them. Immortal and enhanced, too, apparently" Draco deadpanned, motioning between the two super-soldiers, who blushed.

Harry opened his mouth, and then closed it, "For real?" his two puppies nodded slowly, watching his reaction, "Why do all love declarations need something to prompt them?"

"Because you three are complete idiots. Ron and Charlie were ready pull out their hair at the obliviousness when they visited. Charlie suggested we kidnap you and put you in a tower guarded by a dragon so your knights in shining armor could rescue you and you could live happily ever after" Neville chuckled.

Harry was suddenly sandwiched between two super-soldiers that were glaring at Neville.

"No kidnapping" Steve growled out.

"No dragons" Bucky snarled.

"Wow. They turn to wolves when you're threatened" Tony mentioned, "So, when's the wedding? I want nephews!"

The three yelped at that, calling 'Tony!' as a protest.

"Our job here is done. For the most part. But your brother might be onto something. A new generation of Potters and whatever-their-last-names-are" Neville wiggled his eyebrows.

"You look creepy when you do that, Neville. But I'm sure Hannah would find it sexy or something equally silly. Greet her for me, will you? Draco, what happened with Theo?"

"He's moody. Hormones" Draco mumbled.

"I'll visit!"

"We know" both wizards smiled, and bid everyone goodbye. Harry was still sandwiched between his super-soldiers, and Steve seemed adamant on carrying him back home, because when he said dinner was still being made, he didn't have a chance to appearate or otherwise move. He looked at Bucky.

"I'm not a damsel in distress" he deadpanned.

"We know. But we're still your knights in shining armor" was Bucky's dry reply, "And you are not going anywhere without us"

Harry helped reconstruct the tower back to its glorious self, and he already had several meetings with Fury to refuse the director's 'request' that he join the Avengers on a permanent basis. Everyone seemed to like watching the footage for every meeting, especially when they had a long day of training. His two super-soldiers were approached by Fury, thinking they would be able to change Harry's mind. It was pure gold when Harry told Fury that if he even hinted at using his boyfriends for anything, he would take them to Britain, and not even his best spies would be able to find them. At least he also managed to get a better schedule for his two boyfriends and his brother, making Fury get other agents to train newbies.

Tony did end up insisting on a wedding, and Harry had gotten a formal proposal, and two engagement rings. He ended up proposing back, so each of them had two engagement rings. Tony and Hermione had been planning the wedding for two months before it happened.

It was the first time Bucky and Steve had socialized with so many magical people at once, and the bond they started that day let them actually feel a bit of magic, and the bond itself between the three.

"This is way over the top" Bucky muttered.

"I guess. I did give Tony and Hermione free rein over the planning, they just decided and I paid" Harry smiled faintly.

"Just… what… how…" Steve stuttered, "You paid… you…"

"What? You thought only Tony was filthy rich?" Harry's eyes turned softer, "I actually didn't have money, or access to it, until I was eleven. Even then, it was only the trust vault for me to pay for school things, for the most part, or if I wanted to splurge, which didn't happen because I was not used to having money. When I became an adult, though… I spent two entire weeks trying to get everything sorted out. You have no idea of the headache I had every day just trying to organize it. Fortunately, the goblins were accommodating enough to give me a proper bank manager. The thing is, I didn't know I was rich until I was a legal adult here. I don't really have to worry about it anymore, because there is a permanent influx of money for my vaults. Spending on people I love is only logical"

"B-But…"

"Let me spoil you two? I've had money-seeking harpies trying to get married to me, and you didn't even know I had money, and you loved me like that"

Steve wanted to protest, "You're like Bucky" he sighed in resignation. Bucky chuckled.

"Yeah, not even I had this much"

Harry laughed, "Let's go dance?"

Somehow, the three managed to dance together. Hermione was beaming at them, and Ron and Arthur were engrossed in a conversation with Tony about his new magic-fueled mobile phone, and Theo and Draco were talking with Neville and Hannah, Theo was about to pop out his and Draco's first kid, a boy. Charlie, Bill and Fleur were talking to Natasha and Clint. The rest of the guests were dancing, for the most part, and it was amusing to see Nick Fury try and deal with Molly's chiding and mothering while they danced. Loki was holding his and Thor's daughter and seemed to want to smash his husband to a wall as he gave another particularly raucous laughter at some joke Fred and George had showed him.

Harry decided this was his new Patronus memory.

I had this fic done a month ago and forgot to post it. At the time it really came out of nowhere, like, oh maybe a HarrySteveBucky sounds interesting. It was meant to be short and in good humor, so I hope you like it. Also, I am working on a multi-chapter fic and some other stories, but uni started up again for me (online classes, of course), and yay, second day and I'm swamped with work already, so those will take a while.

Hope everyone is safe, cheers!