A/N:

This takes place towards the end/after the Avengers movie. Everything that happened in the movie up until where this story starts happened as it did in the movie. Everything that happened in the Harry Potter books happened, except the epilogue. Harry is now Master of Death meaning that he has extra powers as well as alterations to his already existing powers. He can also 'hop' to different universes (will be explained better later on in the story).

I hope that you enjoy it!


This story is self-betaed.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers or Harry Potter even though I so wish that I did.


Harry cursed his luck.

"Of course there's going to be an alien invasion," he muttered as he ducked away, trying not to get shot by the guns the invaders were using. He then sprinted across the hazardous road and quickly took out his attacker. Now sporting one of their guns, he shot down all of the others that he could see in a rapid fashion. With the immediate threat neutralized, he began helping all of the civilians to safety. The street was already mostly clear of humans, but some were stuck under rubble or inside cars. Thankfully, it didn't take long for him to rescue and get them out of the area.

Minutes later, Harry was standing alone in the middle of an intersection, looking at all of the aliens flying around. With an alien gun in each hand, he was utterly calm. This wasn't his first encounter with aliens, or even hostile aliens for that matter, and it certainly wasn't his first time in battle. He had both seen and fought in many wars across different countries, different planets, different galaxies, and even different universes.

Harry hadn't been in this universe even half a year. He has yet to even die once in this new universe. Sure, he had a few close to death experiences and a few incidents that others would consider a major injury, but no deaths. Luckily, being Master of Death meant that he didn't stay dead of long, but that didn't mean that Harry was particularly fond of dying. But as usual, fate seemed to have a different idea.

Sometimes, Harry believed that fate just really hated him, like right now. Even though he was fighting really hard, it was clear that he was losing. No matter how many aliens he dropped, more came in. He was slowly being surrounded, and the beasts were getting angrier due to the fact that he had been shot several times, yet still stood and fought. They were getting closer to him.

Harry felt the attack coming before it happened, but his inhumanly fast reflexes couldn't stop the weapon from impaling him through the back. Time slowed for Harry as he looked down to see the slender, sharp metal sticking out of his chest., blood pouring down and staining his shirt.

His first instinct was to complain about his new, and now ruined, shirt. Harry fought that instinct down and instead looked up to the bright sky. He saw a long haired man dressed in green staring down at him from his aircraft above. The man's piercing blue eyes were the last thing Harry saw before he succumbed to the darkness of death.


Loki surveyed the destruction below him. Earth's mightiest heroes were valiantly fighting, but despite their skills, they were hopelessly outnumbered. Loki may have not had the best army behind him, but they brutal and numerous. He couldn't help but smile at that.

He looked down to see the petty mortals running for their lives below him, and was disgusted by their weakness and fear. That was when he can across a mortal different to the rest. This one didn't show any fear or run. He was calm as he took down the Chitauri one after another.

Loki curiously stayed and watched the small man. He was a very skilled fighter, but he was alone and faced so many. Loki was actually a bit disappointed when the mortal fell, the Chitauri warrior yanking his weapon back out of the now dead man's body. An explosion from a neighboring building forced them away.

For some reason unknown to him, Loki stayed where he was and watched the young man's fallen form. Maybe it was because of the way he fought or the fact that he fought at all. He wasn't one of the Avengers. He had on no suit. He also lacked a uniform meaning he wasn't an agent or an officer. No, he wore common clothes, like Thor wore when he was banished. Yet, this Midguardian, short and thin, held his own against dozens of Chitauri. Loki was impressed.

The impressed feeling quickly turned into disbelief, though, when the man began to get back up… alive.


Harry groaned into the rubble that his face was so elegantly smashed against. He no longer had a big gaping hole in his torso, but still hurt like a bitch.

He laid there for a second longer to take in his surroundings. He figured that he probably wasn't out that long, but he was now alone and there was more debris beside him.

Taking a long breath, he gathered up his strength, and pushed himself to a crouching position.

"Damn, I'm going to be sore tomorrow," he muttered while stretching his shoulders.

He felt like he was being watched. Years of Auror training helped him master this feeling. Even though that was extremely long ago, he never lost it, and his Master of Death powers honed it.

Harry whipped his head up to see the source of the feeling. It was the man he saw before he died… again. The man hadn't moved from where he was before. That fact along with the look of shock on his face told Harry that the man had undoubtedly witnessed his death and resection.

'And I was really starting to like this place,' Harry thought.

Neither of them moved for a moment. Harry's green eyes staring back at the man's blue eyes. An explosion close by cause blue eye's to look away for a second, but that second was all Harry needed to disappear.


The Avengers won. The Chitauri were down and the portal was now closed. They weren't completely finished though. There was still one more thing for them to take care of. All of them made their way back to the pent house of Stark Tower to confront the man who was leading the invasion that destroyed a few blocks of New York City, but when they got there, the room was empty.

"Where'd he go," Tony said turning to the others who were as confused as he was.


Feel free to leave me a review about what you think so far. This chapter was pretty short, but there will be more to come soon.

-DarkMagicDruid