Hello fellow Potterheads and Avengers! I haven't tried a xover like this before, but my other one... well, I haven't gotten round to that in quite a while. But I definitely know where I wish this one to go :D If this story gets on well, I'll keep going with it but I need your support for this because I'm a very, very, very experienced procrastinator :P Anyways, not much Avenger's this chap. at all. It's set in 2012, during The Avengers and is post-Hogwarts/Future Gen.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Harry laughed as he watched Lily play around by herself. He could tell that she was starting to get bored and that she was missing her brothers.

He was taking the time off todays to stay with her. He could have left her with Hermione or anyone else but... he wanted to spend some alone time with his daughter.

"Daddy, can we go over to Aunty Angie's or Aunty Luna's?" she asked even though she knew her daddy would do anything to she wants for her.

"Lily!" he chucked, "we were just there yesterday!" But he stood up and made his way to the fireplace anyway.

Before he could throw in the floo powder, it suddenly burst into green flames and a head popped out.

"Harry! I hoped I could catch you!" Kingsley said sounding breathless.

"Uncle Kingsley!"

"Hello Lily, do you mind if I steal your dad for a while?"

Lily shook her head and went off to find something else to do.

"What's the problem Kingsley?"

After all these years, Kingsley was still the Minister of Magic. The Wizarding World still wasn't perfect and the people were reluctant to see much change.

"I'm sorry Harry, but I need you to come in as soon as you can."

"Can't Ron handle it?"

"Oh no, this isn't something concerning your department but it's rather... personal."

Harry felt his heart sink. He hated, absolutely hated, these situations.

"Okay," he replied, "I'll just drop Lily off and come in as soon as I can."

Kingsley just nodded before ending the connection.

Harry went and grabbed his daughter and ran around the house trying to gather the things that they will need and cleaning up a bit before Ginny comes home, with his daughter squealing in his arms.

He put her down in front of the fireplace and turned to her.

"Aunty Angie or Aunty Luna?" he asked.

She looked up at him. "Both! You're going to work daddy?" she asked.

"Yeah, not for long though. Tell Aunty Angie to being Aunty Luna over if you want, okay?" he told her. She nodded.

He grabbed her hand and together they stepped into the fireplace.

After he dropped Lily at Angelina's house, he flooed off to the ministry. He appeared in the Atrium and was instantly met by Kingsley who seemed to have been waiting there for him.

"Harry." he said in greeting, clasping Harry's hand firmly.

"Minister. What is it?" he asked curious as to the situation.

They walked in silence, Harry wondering what got Kingsley so... worried. And Kingsley was nervous about how Harry was going to react. He did have quite the temper after all.

They reached the Records Hall and Harry's curiosity grew as a Ministry worker made his way over to them.

"Minister, Mr. Potter. Right this way, please." the man led them further into the hall and into a private chamber.

"Mr. Potter, we just managed to... open a letter that had been a sealed part of Mr. and Mrs. Potter's will, thirty-two years ago. It has some... news... which may come as a shock to you."

Harry nodded. "Where is it?" He wondered what could be so shocking anymore. Especially after some of the things he'd seen and done.

The man handed him a yellowing letter. Gingerly and gently opening the letter, he read, his eyes widening as he read further and further down.

Our dearest Harry,

You're probably reading this because James and I can't be there for you. I am so sorry Harry, but know that it was never your fault and that we love you dearly.

Harry, this letter was a sealed part of our will so that no one can try to force you together when that would have just caused more trouble.

The truth Harry, James and I got married a year early, straight as we got out from Hogwarts, the war with Voldemort was starting to look even bleaker than ever before, we were afraid that they may be out last days.

The reason I am telling you all this Harry is because you have a brother Harry. We hid him in plain sight with a friend of your father's family the year we went into hiding. A rich man named Howard Stark took care of him for us. Anthony doesn't remember anything Harry, he was too young and the memory charm is strong.

The prophecy about us, you didn't have anything to do with him. But he has his own to complete. We agreed to Howard taking care of him so he can fade from this world.

Trust me Harry, we didn't want to separate you but Tony was innocent in this war, he has his own.

The two of you have probably suffered so much. But we wish that one day, you will find one another again. As brothers should.

I love you so much Harry. I love the two of you so much. I've written another for Tony but I suppose the news would reach you first.

I am sorry my son, for everything that you have been through. I am sorry that you had to find out this way, it must be such a shock.

I'm sorry for everything that you have been through.

Find Tony, Harry.

Love you, my son.

My sons.

Love,

Mum and Dad,

Lily and James.

31/08/81.

Harry blinked his eyes to try and get rid of the sudden tears. There were ink blotches on the parchment where tears have smudged the ink and in some areas, the writing was shaky. He could just imagine his mother sitting there trying to find the words to explain what she needed to say, what she felt.

He shook his head as he felt the first gist of anger start to seep in.

"Who knew?!" he demanded.

"Harry?"

"I said, who knew!" He knew that there was no real need to be so anger, but the fact that he just found out he had a brother, an elder brother, was a … shock. He had family that he never knew about! But from what his mother had written, Anthony wouldn't know anything either.

"Harry, it only opened yesterday." Kingsley tried to console him.

"And what were you doing going through my records?" he almost snarled.

"Mr. Potter, we get notified when there are any new records. Please... just calm down."

Harry took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

"Okay, get me any and all records of Anthony and the prophecy... and also about this Howard Stark. I assume Anthony took up the Stark name, so any records about him as well." he commanded, almost in Head- Auror mode again.

"Yes, sir." The man turned and left, leaving Harry and Kingsley alone.

I hope you enjoyed that. I'm very nervous. Like, extremely nervous. Please let me know what you think!

See you later :)

Storm.