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Obie had said to lay low but Tony was busy as ever. Or he had been until this point. The point where he had Pepper changing out his arc reactor. He gasped hard when it was over. He told her the truth that she was the only person that he had. She had blushed as he lay there letting her see his weakness. Letting her see him weak and vaunrable.
"Pep, can you do one more important thing for me?" He asked her as he caught his breath.
"Anything, Tony." she said. "What is it?"
"I need you and JARVIS to start searching through every claim that I might have a child. DNA test all of the kids. Hell, go through every database everywhere." Tony breathed roughly. "I want to know if I have kids out there."
To say that Pepper was shocked was an understatement. She went and washed her hands and was shocked to see Tony still on the table when she returned. Was it really that draining? She assumed it was. She would do this for him. She would do anything for him.
It was a week after Tony had defeated Obie and Tony was on his jet with Pepper and Rhodey. They'd found a kid through hospital records. From the records, it sounded like the kid was abused. They were on their way to England to pick the kid up.
"I can't remember ever being in England." Tony said frowning as he rested his head on the table in front of him. Pepper and Rhodey were sitting on the other side of the table. "How did I conceive a kid in England when I can't remember ever being in England?"
"Tony, how wasted or high were you ten years ago when this kid was conceived?" Rhodey asked.
"I don't know." Tony moaned. "The kid is nine-years-old. Possibly, heavily abused. School records say that he's brilliant but shy and likes to be alone. Do we have a picture?"
Pepper turned her tablet to him on it was a picture of the child. She and Rhodey watched as a wistful but happy smile appeared on Tony's face.
"He's adorable." Tony said in a soft voice. "I make a cute kid. He looks just like me except for those eyes. He must have gotten those from his mom."
Rhodey rolled his eyes but agreed with Tony. Tony did make a cute kid. The kid was adorable.
"His guardians will no doubt ask us to pay for the years that they raised him." Pepper spoke softly. "Tony, are you okay?"
"I haven't had a drink since Afghanistan." Tony informed them. "I detoxed in the damn cave and I've been keeping dry. I cleaned out my place and all my stashes even this jet is dry. I'm doing...okay....haven't been sleeping s'all."
"Try to get some sleep, it's a long flight." Rhodes said gently.
He and Pepper were shocked to hear that Tony hadn't had a drink in that long.
Harry Potter was sitting on the lawn in front of the Dursleys with a book in his hands.
"Are you Harry Potter?" a woman asked him.
He blinked up at her and his glasses slid down his nose a bit. He pushed them back up and blinked at her again. Red hair and green eyes. She was pretty. She crouched down to stare at him.
"Are you Harry Potter?"
He nodded up at her.
"Where are your guardians?" she asked kindly. "Are they home?"
Harry shook his head.
"Do you have a babysitter?"
Harry shook his head.
"Are you hungry, little one? There is someone that I want to introduce you to." she held out her hand. "It's okay, I won't hurt you. I promise we'll take really good care of you."
Harry wasn't stupid he knew better than to do what he was going to do but he did it anyway. He motioned her to go and that he would follow and when she went he followed. He hated it here. Hated his aunt and uncle. He doubted that she would keep her world and actually be nice to him but he was done being here. He was done with the people here never helping him. He'd looked up what abuse meant and he knew that he was abused. He was soon sitting in a very nice and fancy car and they were driving away from the hell that he had lived in his whole life.
Harry blinked at the man telling him that he was his father. He was sure that his parents were dead. He'd been told that all his life. This man did look like him though. He had been bathed and put in clothes that actually fit for the first time in his life. He was now sitting in front of two men and was eating the first warm meal he'd had in weeks. He ate and listened to every word that they said.
Tony smiled at the child trying his best to not look intimidating.
"So, anyway, my name is Tony Stark and I was wondering if you'd like to come home with me?" Tony said to the child. "I'm going to make sure that those monsters who you have been living with are punished. I promise. You'll have everything that you could ever want or need and all you have to do is be you. That's it. Just be you and we love you and take great care of you."
"Well, there is one more thing that you have to do." The woman said. "Memorize the Howard Anthony Stark the second. Because that's your new name."
Harry looked at the device in front of him it was a form of some sort. He began filling it out using his new name. He knew his birthday though no one ever celebrated it. He wrote down all of the information that he knew which was all of it honestly. He then pushed it over to the lady. He finished his meal and blinked his big green eyes at them.
"What is this you heal really fast?" Pepper wondered. "Oh, never mind it's right here. Tony, listen to this....The Doctors say that I heal at 10 times the speed of a normal person and that taking me to a hospital is useless. The specialists say that I do not have an X-Gene but I may be some kind of Enhanced individual. I think that it had something to do with the fact that I can do magic. The specialist says that my ability to heal may increase as I get older and would like to keep an eye on me. The name is Dr. Richard Sola. He had an accent and when I asked he said that he was German."
Tony was coughing having taken a drink of some coffee.
"You have magic?" Tony asked. "Can I see some?"
Harry blinked at him he was normally yelled at and hit when he did magic. He blinked his eyes again then the device in the woman's hands flew to his hands and he began writing again. When he was done he made it float in the air before sending it flying back to the lady. He picked up a spoon and suddenly he was holding a toy motorcycle. He pushed it back and forth on the table for a minute before making it drive itself around.
"Whoa, you really have magic." Tony whistled, then beamed. "That's so cool, Harry!" the boy blinked at him. "You did such a great job!" he reached over and ruffled Harry's hair. "Good boy, Harry!"
"He normally doesn't like to be touched, Tony." Pepper explained then sighed when her tablet flew to the boy and wrote something. She caught it when it flew back to her she had a feeling that she would have to get used to this. "Oh, he says that he'll tolerate that touch because he liked it."
Tony beamed at Harry. The boy had folded his arms on the table and was staring at the tiny motorcycle zooming around. There was no emotion on his face. Tony copied him and stared at the motorcycle as well. What was so entrancing? Did his son want one? He could probably build him one that was his size and safe for him to ride when they got home. They had a nice yard in Malibu he could ride it there or in front of the house on the driveway.
"Does he talk?" Tony wondered. "Do you talk?"
Harry didn't answer and just stared at the motorcycle. He liked it. He thought that it would be very cool. He really liked it. he wondered if he could build something like this. It would be cool. He'd thought about building stuff before but had never had the means to do it. Maybe his new dad would let him make one of these. He'd seen one once and he had thought it was cool. The man on it had saved him from a very mean man. He'd made the bike stop in front of Harry and had picked him up before the mean man had hurt him. The man had put his helmet on him, then had used his metal left arm to shoot the mean man dead. The nice man had had brown hair down past his shoulders and brown eyes. He had Harry for a ride on his bike before dropping him off at the nearest police station. Harry had been obsessed with motorcycles ever since.