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Honey shifted onto her side so she could look the ten year old version of her...would be lover.
"Who are you?" Pietro asked, curling in on himself.
"I'm Honey," She answered honestly, "I'm your...I'm your friend."
"I don't remember you," He told her in his blunt manner, "where's my sister? Where's Wanda?"
...bugger...
Tony was sat on the couch next to Rhodey, tapping his fingers on the arm. van Dyne had left them, saying that her company needed her, which left them with the Professor and the two very grim, very silent bodyguards he had brought with him. Tony shifted restlessly.
“Boss?” FRIDAY piqued up, “There’s something from the Spiderling’s Twitter That has attracted the attention of news outlets...”
“Put it on the big screen FRI.” Glad of the distraction from the awkward silence, Tony stands up and watches the video of his grandson crying out in excitement at Pietro on the tv. He wondered if Ste-Rogers had seen this yet.
“There are several news channels asking permission to use the video when they discuss the trial. What should we tell them?” FRIDAY sounded hesitant - and once again Tony hated himself for have ever limiting her abilities in the first place.
“Allow the ones who we have pre-existing arrangements with.” He told her, “They’ll be respectful about it.”
“Yes Boss.”
He could sense the amusement of his guests, but before he could call them out on it there was a loud popping noise in the entryway of the room.
“I told you that Apparating to her exact location of her magical signature would be tricky!” A familiar voice complained, “Are you even sure this is the right room?”
“As close as you’ll get to the right room George Weasley.” Tony called out to the pair of wizards, “what are you even doing here?”
There was a fumbling sound, and then the redheaded wizard and his blond companion were in the same room as the rest of them.
“Mr. Stark,” Neville Longbottom (Honey’s god brother and right hand man) nodded in greeting, “We thought that we’d come to offer our help but it seems...”
He frowned at the others and Tony was knowledgeable enough about wizarding...things to recognise that Neville had drawn his wand.
“Lord Longbottom, Mr. George Weasley allow me to introduce Professor Xavier and his associates. The Professor has been helping us to find a way to wake Pietro up.” The tension didn’t decrease all that much, “You’re both welcome to stay until we’re successful.”
So much for it not being awkward anymore.
“I don’t believe you! Wanda wouldn’t leave me behind!”
Honey bite back her frustration. She’d honestly thought that Pietro had been less stubborn as a child. Clearly she had been wrong.
”Pietro please,” her throat felt sore from all the pleading she’d been doing, “I know that you’re scared, I know how terrifying this is. But you can’t stay here!”
“But if I move I will die!” His young voice wobbled in fear.
”No you won’t.” Honey reached in to take his hand, “I promise I’ll protect you.”
Pietro hiccoughed a sob, but didn’t pull his hand away.
”You do?”
”Yes, I do.” Honey felt her heart lift in hope, “Because we promised that we’d look after each other. So please let me get you out of here.”
There’s a moment's silence...a sniffle...and then a quiet -
“Okay...”