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"Please confirm your name and country of origin," Babajide Akingbade, the Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, called down to her.

"Hermione Rogers, née Granger, of the United Kingdom," she replied, trying to pitch her voice at an appropriate tone and volume. She felt sick with apprehension and, though she didn't want to appear overly confident, nor would her case benefit from her being a meek, timid figure either. However, feeling the stares of dozens of the most important witches and wizards in the world, she had to admit to herself that it would be extremely easy to embody the latter persona.

Akingbade nodded expectantly. He was much bigger in person than Hermione had expected, and his sweeping royal blue robes, embroidered with bold golden patterns, certainly added to his impressive figure. She had long been an admirer of his since he became the Supreme Mugwump, but being under his scrutiny (and that of a lot of other witches and wizards she looked up to) was not an enjoyable experience.

"Mrs Rogers, are you aware of the charges that have been brought against you?" The deepness of his voice reflected the seriousness of the accusations.

"I am," she confirmed.

"For the benefit of the Confederation, I will read them aloud," Akingbade announced. As he did so, Hermione glanced up at the staggered benches that surrounded her. The vast majority of the faces were unfamiliar to her but they all wore similarly mixed expressions of concern and curiosity – after all, this was their first sighting of the Sorceress. Most of them would have been aware of her existence for a number of years as, when she had first started working with S.H.I.E.L.D, Kingsley had discretely sought their permission for her to magically travel through their country should the situation call for it.

Kingsley, himself, was sat near the head of the room, only a couple of seats away from Akingbade. In the first few days of her custody, Hermione had been worried that (amongst many other things) she had let Kingsley down and she'd feared that the political fallout following her arrest would cost him his position as Minister. He had only visited her once during her incarceration and he had stated immediately that this would be because, according to him, it was important that he not show favouritism for her cause in case others suspected that he was simply doing so to save his own reputation.

Hermione had groaned and covered her face with her hands. "I'm sorry, Kingsley," she murmured, "This is pretty much the worst thing that could have happened."

"I'm not convinced that's true," he replied evenly and she gaped at him, before listing off all the bad things that had happened and probably would happen to them both in the next few weeks in case, inexplicably, he somehow didn't understand the situation. Kingsley simply watched her calmly until she ran out of steam and she faltered.

"You- you're serious, aren't you?" she accused.

"Well, I told you that making a decision regarding the Avengers' knowledge of magic was far beyond you or I," he replied evenly. "Now, if you argue your case correctly, you'll have them lawfully accepted." Hermione simply stared at him so Kingsley continued, "You want to highlight the possible threat our world faces from Thanos and now you can appeal directly to the most powerful organisation of witches and wizards across the globe. Those people who have coolly agreed that you can fight to protect the magical world on their behalf – those people who are happy for you to lay your life on the line to protect all humankind – those same people can now look you in the eye, see you for who you are, and they have to listen to what you have to say. Tell them your story and make them understand," he finished, punctuating each word sharply.

His words had weighed heavily on her ever since and although she saw that she hadn't yet cost Kingsley his job, it was still a distinct possibility if the trial didn't go the way either of them wanted. She had a sneaking suspicion that he had manipulated Draco into attempting to modify the Avengers' memories in New York without the proper paperwork in order to bring the whole matter before the Confederation. If that was true, it was a very risky strategy – not helped, of course, by the discovery of her advanced wandless magic and her attack of the ministry employees – but Hermione hoped that she could pull it all off.

As the defendant, Hermione was allowed to defer her meeting before the Confederation for a maximum of six weeks in order to build her defence. She had opted for the full allowance, not because she needed that long to prepare for what she wanted to say, but so that she could prove that the Avengers could be trusted with the knowledge. Steve wrote to her daily except when he was given permission to visit her (which was less often than either of them were happy about) but he assured her that, thankfully, nothing dramatic had happened since Sokovia.

Her correspondence with Steve was always the highlight of her day (unless Harry managed to visit) but it also caused her deep loneliness when she had finished reading his letter and she remembered that she had nothing but her own strength to keep her demons at bay. She was not always successful at this, particularly at night, when she didn't have any potions to stop her from dreaming, and she'd lost count of the number of times she'd had to repair the different objects in her sparse room from magical releases.

"How do you plea to the charges?" Akingbade asked.

Hermione licked her lips and cleared her throat. "Not guilty," she proclaimed, eliciting a few murmurs from the witches and wizards around her, but Akingbade nodded as though he expected such a plea from her.

"We will hear opening statements," the Supreme Mugwump announced, before indicating a person over Hermione's shoulder. "First we will hear from the prosecution. The case is being led by Draco Malfoy: the British Ministry employee who first suspected the defendant of wrongdoing."

Hermione sensed a figure draw level with her. She refrained from glancing over at her childhood rival as she took her seat, but she could see his platinum-blond hair in her peripheral vision and his overly expensive cologne assaulted her senses.

"Thank you, Supreme Mugwump," Malfoy answered respectfully, inclining his head as he took a further few steps forward so that Hermione couldn't help but see him. "Distinguished wizards and witches of the Confederation," he addressed, turning slowly to look at them all, "There is no doubt that we are living in difficult times – the advancement of muggle technology has wrought chaos across the world, resulting in new, almost unimaginable dangers to our way of life. Five years ago, Hermione Granger, as she was still called then, was sent to meet with a now defunct muggle agency named S.H.I.E.L.D – a decision I think we can all agree was unprecedented. Many of you here were privy to the knowledge that Miss Granger was working supposedly on magical kind's behalf." He paused and a raised a well-defined eyebrow, "The muggle phrase about, 'keeping your enemies closer' comes to mind." There were a few concerned glances between the members of the Confederation and Hermione unconsciously clenched her jaw at the outdated notion that muggles were the enemy.

"Witches and wizards throughout the world would be alarmed and outraged just hearing of a magical person performing spells freely in front of muggles – a huge violation of the Statute of Secrecy that Mrs Rogers has broken practically every day for the last five years. And yet, this breach has not only occurred in private, but also through her public persona as the 'Sorceress'! A name, I am given to understand, familiar to billions of people across the globe. You can even buy merchandise bearing the 'Sorceress' name and her likeness!

"The preservation and safety of our way of life is fundamental for all magical kind and, in order to do that, we must keep our societies away from the greed of muggles; away from, quite frankly, the dangerous and irresponsible individuals who would seek to take advantage of magic – the sort of muggles who are capable of developing technology that can lift an entire city high enough above the earth's surface that it could have destroyed all life." Draco finished his sentence harshly, emphasising (not that anyone needed him to) just how close to disaster things had come in Sokovia. "And yet, disturbingly, those very muggles are the ones that know about magic's presence throughout the world – thanks to Mrs Rogers. However, she would have you believe that this is no great threat to magical kind, that these muggles can be trusted with such knowledge! I am sure you'll agree with me that the crater where Sokovia once stood clearly proves otherwise." There was a deal of shuffling at these emotive words and Hermione tried to focus on keeping her breathing steady as Draco continued again.

"As for the other two charges – illegal advancement of magic and attacking employees of the British Ministry – there can be no question of the defendant's guilt as I witnessed them myself." Draco sighed and glanced at Hermione for the first time since the trial had begun and she didn't quite know what to make of the expression on his face. "I am sure every single person in this room is aware of Hermione Rogers' personal history – we're not here to discredit her or act ungratefully for how she has defended magical kind in the past. But no one is above the law. Hermione Rogers must be punished for the crimes she has committed, just like anybody else would be."

Draco returned to his seat and Hermione reflected on his opening statement: he'd said nothing she hadn't anticipated him saying but she knew it would take an awful lot of convincing arguments on her part to get the Confederation to find her innocent of the charges.

"Mrs Rogers," Akingbade called, "Please make your opening statement in response to the charges."

Hermione nodded and rose from her seat, stepping with forced confidence into the centre of the floor. She cleared her throat. "Supreme Mugwump, members of the Confederation, I stand before you today in a fight for our future. Traditions and history are key to our identities but, unless we come together, our way of life will soon no longer exist – life on this planet may soon no longer exist." She tried to ignore the raised eyebrows and whisperings that broke out at her words but ploughed onwards, determined to make them listen to her. "You may have wondered why Minister Shacklebolt was unable to update you on activity from the Sorceress for about eighteen months. That was because I was abducted and transported across the galaxy."

"She's mad!" somebody cried as shouts and noises erupted on the benches.

Akingbade noisily shot lilac sparks across the hall and called for quiet and order. "Let Mrs Rogers make her statement," he instructed, looking sternly at the gathered witches and wizards.

"I know it sounds crazy," Hermione said softly, "but if you'd seen what I have – the dangers and the destruction that are heading our way – I want to believe that you would all do everything you could to protect the people of this world, both those with magic and those without. Today, I stand before you for the first time. Many of you will have heard of my exploits for S.H.I.E.L.D, as an Avenger, as the Sorceress or even as a schoolchild. Now you see me as I am: simply a human being. What I have done, I have done to protect us all and, during the proceedings, I hope that you will see that I am not guilty of the charges brought against me today. But, more importantly, I seek to make you understand that change is no longer an option for us if we wish to survive."

The noise level was not as high as before but conversation buzzed all around her as she returned to her seat.

"I warned you not to go with the 'alien abduction' story," Draco muttered to her.

"It's not a 'story'," she retorted, "It's the truth." He didn't look convinced. She would need to change that.

"As you all know," Akingbade announced, bringing an end to the individual discussions, "this is an unusual case: the alleged crimes have been committed in countless countries and we therefore cannot turn to one country to preside over the proceedings while we lend our advice. Therefore, I will chair the events and we will work through each accusation before coming to a potential series of votes. Both the prosecution and the defence are permitted to call witnesses to support their arguments should they wish."

Hermione nodded, already aware of the format the trial would take.

"Mrs Rogers and Mr Malfoy, you may well be questioned by members of the Confederation during any point of the trial. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir," they chorused.

"Very well," Akingbade said, picking up one of the many pieces of parchment that sat on the counter before him. "It would make sense for us to begin by looking at the events that put all of this into motion. Minister Shacklebolt," Akingbade turned his body position to face the British Minister, who looked back seemingly untroubled, "According to Mrs Rogers' written testimony, you approached her to liaise with S.H.I.E.L.D in early June 2011, is that correct?"

"Yes, Supreme Mugwump," Kingsley answered and then, without prompting, proceeded to explain about S.H.I.E.L.D's frequent requests for a liaison after detecting magic in the UK and the events in the muggle world (particularly at Puente Antiguo) that had finally led to his agreement to provide one. "I am sure you are now all familiar with the name 'Thor' and of his origin, but at that time there was too little information on this new threat. So, after discussion with my counterpart at MACUSA," Kingsley indicated the smartly-robed man sat next to him, "I decided to find the best person for the job."

President Quahog of MACUSA nodded deeply throughout Kingsley's explanation before adding to the Confederation, "I can confirm that Minister Shacklebolt's testimony is accurate."

Malfoy stood up. "May I ask, Minister, Mr President, why a matter as serious as this – a muggle intelligence agency aware of magic – was not brought to the attention of the Confederation? Or even an International Office of Magical Law in one of your own or many other magical ministries around the world?"

Hermione glanced at Draco, somewhat surprised at his line of questioning – it seemed that he was intent on taking on all those he deemed responsible for this breach of the Statute of Secrecy. That could go one of two ways: either Draco's aggressive questioning could annoy many of the present magical leaders (who were complicit in allowing her to work as the Sorceress in their country) making them vote in her favour so that they, too, could deny having done anything wrong, or, Draco's questions could inspire guilty consciences amongst the Confederation, forcing them to punish her so as to save themselves.

"Until we could ascertain what S.H.I.E.L.D knew about magic, there was little point in causing panic amongst the Confederation," President Quahog replied smoothly. "Minister Shacklebolt kept me informed of Mrs Rogers' initial work with the muggles and I was pleased that things were being dealt with appropriately – we found out about threats to the world and the muggles knew nothing about magic's true origin thanks to her cover story."

Kingsley nodded. "Once Hermione had begun to establish herself within S.H.I.E.L.D and the situation was secure, members of the Confederation were informed of her work, and it was agreed that this line of deception was the best way to hide the truth about magic from the muggles."

"But she still performed countless spells in front of them," Draco argued, "Whether she told them the truth about her magic or not, their witnessing of every single example of magic was a breach of the International Statute of Secrecy!"

"It was necessary," Hermione defended, "How else was I supposed to do my job? S.H.I.E.L.D employed me because of my gifts – my story would have collapsed within minutes if I wasn't able to perform spells at will. I never gave anyone details of how the magic was performed and I said all my spells non-verbally so not even the incantations were heard."

"Your use of magic was not 'necessary'," Draco maintained, "because your job with S.H.I.E.L.D was not necessary. Magical kind has never needed a muggle connection and it doesn't need one now. It is clear that the decision to send you to meet with S.H.I.E.L.D – a decision that has had consequences for all magic users – was not made through the proper authorities and that recklessness has put us all at risk!"

"When the decision was made to send a representative to meet with S.H.I.E.L.D, the only countries affected were Britain and the States," Kingsley argued confidently, despite the mutterings around the room. "We did not know where the initial meeting would lead. Ministries are not required to inform the Confederation of every decision it makes in relation to the upholding of the Statute of Secrecy – and before you disagree with me, Mr Malfoy – that was a huge factor in why someone was sent to meet S.H.I.E.L.D in the first place; to hide the truth of magic from them."

"Sometimes you need to show part of a truth to conceal the whole," added President Quahog. "It was the most practical option in that situation and many of the delegates sat around us agreed." He looked pointedly at the Supreme Mugwump and Malfoy pursed his lips in annoyance; even he wasn't brave enough to criticise Akingbade.

The man in question cleared his throat and then regarded Hermione, saying, "Shortly after the initial meeting with S.H.I.E.L.D, you chose to enter their employment." She nodded. "Why?"

"Because the dangers I had learned of, both muggle-made and from other worlds, worried me," she answered simply. "The threats had been contained thus far but, if something more dangerous were to have come along, it could have been too late for magic to step in and avert a disaster. The best way to ensure that magical-kind around the world knew what was going on was to be part of the setup. It was at this point that Minister Shacklebolt started meeting with more members of the Confederation to seek their permission – both for me to travel and perform magic in sight of muggles."

"I see," Akingbade nodded and then lifted his head to look out over the whole Confederation. "For the state of the record, may I ask you to raise your hand if you, or someone involved within your ministry, were approached by Minister Shacklebolt or someone else regarding Mrs Rogers' work with S.H.I.E.L.D?" There was a slight rustling of fabric and Hermione glanced around, relieved to see that all hands were raised. "If you did not give permission for the defendant to travel to your country or use magic as she saw fit to maintain her cover as a single magic user, please lower your hand." Hermione held her breath – she'd never asked Kingsley if anyone hadn't gone along with their plan…

All the hands stayed aloft.

"Let it be recorded that all members of the Confederation were in favour of Mrs Rogers working undercover at S.H.I.E.L.D – so long as the general secrecy of the wizarding world was kept firmly hidden," Akingbade declared. Hermione would've been pleased were there not still three major charges against her to work through. And having the support of the Confederation at this point didn't mean they would still back her through the rest of the proceedings – indeed, if they assumed she had exploited their trust in her by revealing worldwide magic to the Avengers, they may feel obligated to treat her severely.

"Mrs Rogers, in your own words, how would you describe the effectiveness of your security measures to protect knowledge of the existence of wider magic from June 2011 onwards?" Akingbade asked.

"The measures have been extremely effective, sir," she replied. "No breach of the secrecy has ever occurred due to an oversight or recklessness on my part. I stuck to my background story, telling countless lies to colleagues and new associates. To prevent alarm and maintain the cover of the Sorceress, a story was also concocted for people in the magical world as to why I had relocated – not even my family or closest friends knew of my true work."

"Until…" Draco prompted, making Hermione glance at him in annoyance.

"In May 2012, Loki of Asgard came to Earth with the intention of conquering the world. Through efforts to prevent this from happening, a team of gifted individuals was formed – The Avengers. Our task was far from simple as Loki was capable of his own magic, was known for his tricks and plots, and also possessed two immensely powerful objects. When we tracked his position to Manhattan, Loki was able to use one of these objects – a sceptre containing an ancient, magical gem – to affect my thinking processes. This meant that I started fighting for Loki and I went about neutralising the other Avengers one by one. Fortunately, we had seen the sceptre at work before and Director Fury from S.H.I.E.L.D – my initial contact and the only person who knew about wider magic – reached out to Minister Shacklebolt just in case I should become influenced by its power."

Kingsley took over the story once more. "There was great concern on both sides that, should Hermione be affected, she would be too powerful for S.H.I.E.L.D or the Avengers to stop. It would take another witch or wizard to contain her. Unbeknownst to Mrs Rogers, I sent a wizard to America to be on standby to step in should that happen. I sent Harry Potter – a wizard with both extensive duelling experience and a personal relationship with Hermione – because he would be able to anticipate her next moves more accurately."

"I do not recall what happened when I was under the influence of the sceptre," Hermione informed the Confederation. "So I call for Mr Potter to bring you his testimony of the events."

This wasn't an unexpected move on her part and she was sure that, if she hadn't called Harry, Draco soon would have done so anyway.

The ornate wooden doors to the Confederation Hall were opened noisily and Hermione turned to watch Harry enter the room. He'd never been comfortable with the stares of others on him, but he was doing a good job of appearing reasonably calm as he walked along the hall until he was level with Hermione and Draco.

Akingbade regarded him. "Please confirm your name for the Confederation."

"Harry Potter."

"Mr Potter, you have been called as a witness during this hearing of the actions of Hermione Rogers before the International Confederation of Wizards," Akingbade said, saying the words he was legally required to cite to each witness. "It is your duty to relate the events you witnessed with honesty so that justice may be served. Do you understand?"

"I do."

"Supreme Mugwump," Draco began politely, making Hermione suspicious, "I would like to bring International Magical Law one hundred and twenty-nine, subsection B, to the attention of the Confederation. In it, it states that anyone submitting evidence during a grand hearing such as this – be they a member of the Confederation themselves or simply called as a witness – can be found guilty of breaking Magical Law along with the defendant. This might be through a complicit charge or a separate one."

Hermione was right to be uneasy – Draco wanted to get Harry locked away too! She tried not to let her outrage show on her face and focused on keep her magic in control.

"You suspect Mr Potter of acting illegally?" Akingbade asked.

"Very much so, sir," Draco replied confidently, "As Mr Potter's testimony will now prove."

Hermione looked at Harry in concern. She knew all about law one hundred and twenty-nine, subsection B, and had warned her best friend about it because she knew he was at risk of prosecution too.

"Don't be an idiot, Harry!" she had argued when they'd discussed the matter recently. "If you tell them about revealing yourself to Steve in Midtown, you could end up in prison – think of Ginny and James! It's bad enough that I'm going through this – I'm not going to risk your freedom too, I would never forgive myself."

"I'm not going to lie to the Confederation, Hermione," he pointed out.

"I know, but, well," she muttered, before deciding, "I just won't call you as a witness."

"That doesn't matter; Malfoy will," he argued and she sighed in frustration, feeling defeated. "Look, I am answerable for the decisions I have made, just like you. You're not going to lie to the Confederation, are you?"

"No, but – "

"But nothing," he interrupted. "The only way I'll be able to look my wife and son in the eye again will be by knowing that I have stood before the judgement of others and done so honourably and truthfully. No one is free if they've bought their liberty with lies and deceit – that's what Malfoy will be hoping we do. If we are honest with the Confederation, then there's still every chance that they'll see what we did was right..."

Akingbade instructed Harry to begin describing what happened three years ago and Hermione listened anxiously.

"Minister Shacklebolt met with me privately on the second of May 2012 where he informed me of Hermione's true career, how she was at risk from an unknown powerful object and that I was to travel to the United States to stop her should the worst happen," Harry stated calmly. "My journey was to happen immediately because Hermione's whereabouts was unknown at the time. However, once I arrived, Hermione had resumed contact with her team and I was asked by the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D to stay close until the conflict was resolved. During that waiting time, I spoke discretely with members of MACUSA, warning them of the potential chaos Loki might cause and requesting assistance if that should occur."

"Mr Potter had a series of closed meetings with myself and the head of our Auror Department," President Quahog confirmed.

Harry nodded. "It was during one of these meetings that Loki opened a portal through space and an alien army started attacking New York. It also became clear very quickly that Hermione had been turned by Loki and was wreaking havoc amongst the Avengers." Harry paused and looked to Quahog.

"In light of these events, I ordered my top twenty aurors to discretely contain the attackers while Mr Potter neutralised Mrs Rogers," the President admitted. "Although my aurors are experts at concealing themselves from the no-majs, we disrupted their communications as much as we could too."

"I tracked Hermione to a diner she had just launched a bus through and quickly erected anti-disapparation wards," Harry continued. "We started duelling and it was clear that the object Loki had used had rendered her more powerful. I am sure that I would have lost the duel were it not for the intervention of one of the Avengers. Steve Rogers, known as Captain America, had been amongst the rubble in the diner and he managed to knock Hermione unconscious while her attention was focused on our duel." Harry paused and Hermione bit her lip nervously. "Rogers was extremely surprised to see another person capable of magic, meaning Hermione's cover story with S.H.I.E.L.D was effective. However, in light of the seriousness of the alien invasion, I decided not to modify his memory so that he would have no recollection of seeing me. My main reason for doing so was that I anticipated that a memory charm in the midst of a frenetic battle would only make things more dangerous and, if performed badly, the charm could lead to suspicion and confusion from the rest of the Avengers. They needed a fully functioning Captain American to lead them to victory over Loki's forces. The world needed to see the Avengers win – not get suspicious that they had outside help. With Hermione unconscious at the time, it also helped to have someone aware of the truth. After informing Steve Rogers of the importance of the secrecy of magic, I joined the rest of MACUSA's aurors with containing the alien threat and discretely protecting the muggles of the city. Once the portal had been closed, we modified memories of the event so that people wouldn't even remember the aliens, let alone any magic. Hermione was not aware of any other magical involvement during the battle of New York, or that Steve Rogers had knowledge of it, until the next day, after which I returned to Britain. I have been a backup liaison with S.H.I.E.L.D and the Avengers ever since."

"And what of Steve Rogers' knowledge of multiple magical people?" Malfoy asked silkily. "This breach of the Statute of Secrecy was surely reported and dealt with by MACUSA?"

"Due to the exceptional circumstances brought about by the existence of the 'Sorceress'," Harry answered without a moment's hesitation, "Steve Rogers was accepted as the muggle liaison to Wizarding Britain after a few months of close observation."

Malfoy scoffed at this but Hermione said confidently, "Steve Rogers has never once broken that trust in three years."

"That's not the point," Malfoy argued. "You and Mr Potter had a legal responsibility to report Mr Rogers to MACUSA immediately. Was this done?"

"Mr Rogers' knowledge was mentioned in my official report of the events that was submitted to both the British Ministry and MACUSA," Harry replied.

"As it was in mine," Hermione added. "When asked about it by Minister Shacklebolt, I argued that Steve Rogers had shown no inclination to share his knowledge of wider magic with others and modifying his memory would only make matters worse."

"Was that before or after you entered into a relationship with him?" Draco asked pointedly.

"Before," Hermione responded clearly.

"What about before or after you had developed feelings for him?" Malfoy countered.

Hermione flushed angrily. "I can't say for certain when that started but the way I felt about Steve did not influence my reasons for arguing against memory modification."

"I don't believe you," Malfoy stated shaking his head. "You let your personal feelings affect a decision that could have exposed magic throughout the world. Because you liked Steve Rogers – be that as a colleague, a friend or something more – you selfishly chose to ignore the law that has kept our society intact for hundreds of years. Your arrogance and irresponsibility to the people you claim to protect is staggering!" Malfoy barely left a chance for those words to sink in before he turned on Harry. "And Mr Potter's actions were no better! He failed to make sure the law was properly enforced because of his friendship with Mrs Rogers."

"Working so closely with muggles is new territory for us all," Harry argued, trying to stay calm in the face of Malfoy's anger. "There were always going to be grey areas because this hasn't been done before, and difficult decisions needed to be made to protect both muggles and magical kind."

"You and Mrs Rogers do not have the authority to make those sorts of decisions!" Draco maintained passionately. "We have an International Confederation to do that for us. When individuals decide what the law should be, society descends into chaos."

"Mr Malfoy," Kingsley's deep voice rolled over the intense looks Harry and Hermione were sharing with Draco. "While I admire the passion with which you argue your point, Steve Roger's role of a liaison has been a successful one and he has shown that he can be trusted with magical knowledge."

"But what about the others, Minister?" Draco asked coolly.

"The others?"

"The other Avengers," Draco clarified. "Can they be trusted with such secrets?" He sounded extremely sceptical and took a moment for that to sink in before announcing clearly, "I call Mr Tony Stark to the hall."

A/N: Did you miss me?

I know I said May but they moved the Infinity War release date forwards so I thought I'd help ramp up the excitement! I'm seeing the film on the 26th so feel free to drop me spoilery reviews after that point! I don't know about you guys but I start tearing up whenever I see an advert or a trailer. I'm very nervous about the film breaking my heart!

Anyway, let me know what you thought of the chapter, Infinity War, or if there's anyone even still reading this series!

Love,

Lil Drop of Magic