69 Chapter Sixty-Eight - Epilogue

Luna had been given instruction on how to use a laptop, so that she could write an article on what she had found on the Island. It had taken her a bit of time, but the friendly lady in the ceiling of the Bar was always very helpful and would display instructions on the screen for her, which she could follow. She'd written a couple of articles by now. She wasn't a Ravenclaw for nothing after all.

They had many discussions about strange animals and occurrences, something that had always been a fun pastime for Luna. She had even started making a list of things she wanted to see, once her editor/father joined them. She hadn't published anything yet, even though the website had been registered for her. Their paper would be going digital, even if Friday said she'd arrange for a couple of physical copies to be made for her.

The island was never lonely with all the Nymphs and elves and since Odin and Frigga were there most of the time. She also entertained herself by flying to the Sphinx to trade riddles. The Ravenclaw common room entrance had given her many over the years, after all, and the Sphinx seemed to love her for her constant conversation and Luna had been helping her correct some of the riddles she had come up with, so that she'd be ready for the next tour.

It was on one such day, three weeks after Harry and his friends had left, that Luna was busy writing up her fifth article on the island's inhabitants. Harry would have no problem if she published it on the internet, since people would assume it was just a tabloid of sorts. She was just finishing her article, when a portal opened next to the bar and out stepped Harry.

"Hello Harry Potter." She said.

"Hi Luna." Harry smiled. "Ready for guests?"

"I have been missing daddy for a few years now." Luna said with another smile.

Harry just chuckled. Imagine his surprise when they showed up at Hogwarts, with Xenophilius Lovegood all packed and ready to leave. "I can imagine." Harry said. "It's been, what, twenty years for you hasn't it."

"About." Luna agreed. "But I really wanted to go to your wedding, so I decided to stay." Leave it to Luna to stay behind just to miss twenty years with her father so that she could spend one day at a wedding. It was touching really. "I also still wanted to find the crumple-horned Snorkack. I never did find it." she finished sadly.

"Maybe you'll have more luck here?" Harry suggested as he produced Backup Plan and placed it on the deck of the Bar. His friends that accompanied him were the first out, followed by the Weasleys led by Fred and George, and then the rest.

"Blimey, Harry!" George said, looking at all the girls in and around the pool. "Are these all nymphs?"

"No, some of them are elves." Harry corrected.

"A man could spend a lot of time on a beach like this." Fred said, looking at the beautiful women.

"And we do." Natasha added. "Our home is on the island. Right over there, in fact." she said pointing off to the side.

"Harry! Natasha!" Xera's voice exclaimed as she ran at full speed over the bridge so that she could hug him and Natasha.

"Hi, Xera." Harry said as he hugged their girlfriend, along with Natasha. "Did you miss us?" he asked.

"You were gone three weeks!" she sobbed as she hugged them. "I thought something had happened to you!"

"Sorry we're a week late." Harry said. "We had a few more passengers than we had planned on, sitting in stasis and waiting to be settled in."

"Speaking of which." Natasha said. "Harry really needs to get everyone settled. Stay here with me, while Harry takes care of everything."

"Okay." Xera said, with a smile, even as happy tears still fell from her face. She was still beautiful while she cried. Benefit of being a Nymph, probably.

Harry turned around as the last of the human passengers exited Backup Plan. They were all looking around at the island paradise they were standing on. Hermione had slapped Ron's arm, when he couldn't keep his eyes off the bikini-clad women in the swimming pool.

"I know, mate." Harry said as Ron apologised. "They are beautiful, aren't they?"

"Mate, your wife is standing right there!" Ron warned.

"They are beautiful." Natasha said with a shrug. "I'm secure enough that I don't mind him looking. You should have seen his reaction the first time they swam here. They were wearing plain white togas." She smiled in fond remembrance. Then she shook herself from her thoughts. "I sorted them out with swimwear shortly thereafter."

"My son!" another call came from off to the side. "Were you successful in your quest?" Odin asked as he walked through the parting people to embrace Harry.

"Of course, father." Harry said, hugging him back. "Sorry for the delay in returning. I had some guests to situate and needed to add more room."

"Well done, Harry!" Frigga said as she followed shortly after Odin and hugged him tightly. "We knew you would be successful." Then she turned to Natasha and gave her a hug too. "My dear. Thank you for taking such good care of him." she took a step back. "Now, let me look at you." Frigga looked her up and down and another smile broke her face. "Rejoice! For the Queen of New Atlantis is with child!"

Both Harry and Natasha were shocked at the news. They hadn't realised. There was a cry of joy from all the Nymphs and Elves and the next moment there was the sound of a pop as Eldrin, prepared as always, opened a bottle of Champaign, followed shortly by sparkling grape juice. Harry was holding his wife again, with tears of pure joy falling from both their faces.

"Harry." Xera's soft voice said in his ear. "I have similar news." she said with a shy smile.

"You too?" Harry asked, as he pulled her in and the three of them shared an embrace. "I'm going to be a father!" he exclaimed happily. Harry then snapped his fingers and a Butler appeared.

"Yes, sir?" the bored looking butler asked.

"Could you see to the comfort of my friends, guests and family, while I take a reprieve with my ladies?" Harry asked.

"Of course, sir. Shall I show them to the guest house for the duration of their stay?" he asked.

"That will do for now, yes." Harry said, before he levitated them across the water and went to the house.

Molly Weasley was shocked that Harry would have a butler to begin with, but Steve saw the look and said, "The butler is a construct. Harry arranged that the resort has a fully functioning Room of Requirement and made it so that it could extend to here."

"Room of Requirement?" Hermione asked. "He made one?!"

"He's made plenty of them." Tony added. He'd already asked Friday to inform Pepper that he was back. She'd likely show up any moment. "Mostly for their usefulness in training."

"But, how does he know how to make one?" Hermione persisted.

"The family that invented the magic were apparently his ancestors. The Peverells?" Wanda offered. She had asked, since she was trying to become an enchanter and it seemed the room would be one of his greatest works of enchantment.

Hermione's eyes widened as she remembered the reference quickly. She would have one or two questions for Harry when he came back.

"Fawkes?" Dumbledore asked, when he looked up and saw his old familiar siting on the roof of the bar. "When did you get here?" he asked.

The bird seemed to look at him, but Dumbledore wasn't getting anything from him. "He's Harry's familiar now." Tony said. "He followed him here six months after he arrived. Cost Harry all the power he had to help him cross over the boundary between worlds."

"Well, he was tired after helping us save the city from an alien invasion." Steve said.

"And fixing the whole city afterward. Not to mention all the healing he did." Bruce added.

"Let me get this straight." Hermione said. "Six months after coming to this world, Harry helped to fight off aliens, fixed an entire city, healed a bunch of people and summoned a phoenix across realities. Is that right?"

"Yes." was the communal response from those who had been there.

"How did he hide his magic through all that?" Hermione asked.

"He didn't." Tony said. "He doesn't use a wand, as you know, so it just looked like powers. We still don't tell people what he does is magic, but Ghost, Harry's superhero name, is well known for his powers."

"How do you keep everything secret, if he's got hundreds of people working for him?" Hermione asked.

"Thousands." Tony corrected. "And he used something you invented actually. He used your sign-up sheet magic to create magical contracts that work on magical and non-magical people. Everyone has to sign one to protect the secrets."

"That's an abuse of power!" Hermione objected.

"It wasn't his choice." A new voice said. Pepper had arrived. She walked up to Tony and hugged and kissed him, before turning to Hermione. "Hi, I'm Pepper." She said. "And Harry had to do it, because there was an incident where people infiltrated a world-wide peace-keeping organization named the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement, and Logistics Division. SHIELD."

"We needed to make sure something like that couldn't happen again." Steve added. "The contracts are useful to protect people's minds as well, since, if someone tries to telepathically gain information they don't have permission for, the subject forgets the information temporarily, to protect the secrets."

"He might ask you to do that too, when you leave the island." Yet another new voice said, as Director Fury showed up. Friday had been told to inform them the moment Harry and the rest were back and he'd ported through immediately. "Where is he, anyway?"

"He just got some good news and went to celebrate in private." Bruce said. "Don't ask, he'll tell you in his own time."

Fury suspected he knew, but just nodded. Let them share the news on their own. "Fair enough." he said.

"Who are you?" a grumpy looking man with an obvious magical eye asked as he clunked up to Fury.

"Nicholas Fury. Director of EPI SHIELD." Fury said, suspecting he knew who the man was. "Are you Alastor Mad-Eye Moody? Master Auror?"

"Ex-Auror, but yes." he allowed.

"So his initial plans worked out?" Fury asked and got a couple of nods. "Good. I'm glad he could prevent the fall-out." He turned to Loki. "And your plans for that god-damned 'family' of his?"

"Wasn't necessary." Loki said with a smirk. "My brother learned a new trick and used that, instead."

Fury sighed, "What did he do this time?"

Loki was in full evil smirk mode, "He made them all magicals."

"He what?!" Fury asked.

"The thing they hate most." Loki said, still remembering their faces when Harry had transplanted Death-Eater's magical cores into them. "I couldn't be more proud."

"I can imagine." Fury said. "To make people magical, though? Is that the new skill?"

"Right now, it's limited to using pre-existing Magical Cores, but Harry intends to make his own. He feels that the Death Eaters cores he took are tainted." Tony said.

"He took away their magic?" Fury asked.

"Good riddance." Moody said. "The world would have been a better place with them dead, but this way they can suffer for the crimes they committed for their 'purity'." Moody looked at Fury, then, "I'm assuming you're the leader of Potter's army?"

"I don't lead the Army." Fury denied. "I do direct the generals of EPI's armed forced, though."

"Same thing." Moody said. "We need to talk security." He said as he led off Fury to the other side of the bar, where they'd not be heard and where Eldrin placed two drinks for them. "What's this?" Moody asked the Elf.

"Fifty-year old Firewhiskey, on the rocks, with a slice of lemon." Eldrin said.

"Just the way I like it." Moody said. Before he could ask the man how he knew, he was gone. "How did he know?" he asked Fury.

"Divination." Fury said. "He's a magical elf. Harry rescued their people. When they came here they developed abilities that they had lost after the fall of Alfheim."

"Do you trust them?" Moody asked.

"I don't trust many people, but they are loyal to Harry and I trust him." Fury said, picking up his own drink and taking a sip.

"Good enough for me." Moody said picking up his own drink. "Good stuff." he complimented after a sip. Then he turned back to Fury, "Now, let's talk about what you're currently doing with magic and how you're keeping the world safe. Then I'll tell you how you're doing it wrong."

That conversation didn't heat up further than the initial response. Moody's no-nonsense attitude and vast amounts of experience soon proved the man to Fury, and he could see why Harry trusted him.

The Weasleys, in the meanwhile, had stood around uncomfortably, until the Butler showed them and the other guests to the guesthouse and informed them of how the rooms worked. Everyone could have their own rooms, but couples could stay together as well. Hermione and Ron didn't want to take one room with both their parents in residence, though. The relationship was still too new, anyway. Dumbledore and McGonagall, who had also joined, thinking that Harry would sooner or later be making new magicals that would require instruction, took their own rooms as well.

Everyone was shocked, but happily surprised with the views. The magic of each room was also quite interesting. Hermione had thought that the older magicals might not know how light-switches worked, but it turned out that they did. They did thank her for the thoughtfulness to offer help, even if it was insulting that she thought they didn't know.

Molly Weasley was happily surprised when the maids appeared with clothing appropriate for the weather. The maids of the Room had started doing that shortly after the Room's creation. She had been warned that the clothing provided only extended as far as the resort extended, which Harry had clearly marked with a low boundary fence, which extended till just before the ocean.

Bill and Fleur had also joined, when Harry had stated they'd need a warding expert. It was true too. Harry tended to make up for subtlety with an overuse of power. Wizards had long ago learned that subtlety could go a long way, without the need for wards that made people sick or influencing the mind directly.

Fleur's mother, father and sister were grateful for the opportunity to start over in a new world, since Veela and their offspring were never afforded all the opportunities normal witches were given. They had accepted the invitation, but only after Fleur's father took steps to convert all their assets to gold, which he had brought with them. He was not used to being a charity case and would supply for his own family, when the opportunity arrived.

The twins were just as happy with their accommodations when it provided two bedrooms for them. They'd stay together, but sleep in separate rooms. Sharing a room could be fun, but privacy would be appreciated, especially if the Nymphs were as friendly as they looked. They would be having a conversation about what was allowed on the island first, though. They knew he wasn't going to stand for them causing trouble with his people's happiness. Trouble in general… not so much. As long as it's consensual or in good fun.

The last unexpected, mostly human, guest had been Hagrid. The big man had just smiled when Harry shrunk him down so he could fit into the trunk's entrance and said that he'd set him right later. He was considering leaving it as is. He enjoyed not looking down on people or needing special treatment. He was looking forward to joining the people Harry said went out to gather up creatures for the island and meeting the local keeper. Hagrid had heard he had a knack for working with wild animals. He wondered if it was like his own. Hagrid had left Hogwarts with a few tears, though. It was his home for a long time, but here, with Harry, he'd have the option to learn magic again, something denied to him for a long time. He'd even brought his umbrella, with his old wand, still broken, inside.

When Harry and Natasha came out of the house two hours later, having spent the reunion completely naked, they were smiling and sated. Xera was sleeping, having exhausted herself in her eagerness.

"Welcome back!" came the response from the entire assembled Avengers team and a lot of other people. Heimdall had been spreading the word apparently and opening portals to and from New Asgard. All of their friends, the X-Men, the Fantastic Four, the kids from the mansion and many more had gathered to congratulate them on the success of their mission.

The Weasleys and other magical newcomers had soon been inundated with questions about their common friend, Harry. Harry saw Hagrid, talking with Logan and realised he hadn't removed his spell, so he reversed it. Hagrid seemed only slightly upset, but was then happily surprised when the chair he sat on didn't bend or break under his weight. Instead, it grew to accommodate his normal size.

"Harry, dear!" Mrs Weasley said as she marched over to him and hugged him. "We haven't told anyone, but congratulations!" she whispered to him. Then she turned and hugged a surprised Natasha. "Harry is as good as family, so, so are you." she explained. "You'll fit in marvellously."

"Thank you Mrs Weasley." Natasha got out.

"Call me Molly, dear." she insisted. She looked between Harry and Natasha, "And where is the other mother-to-be?"

"Um." Harry said intelligently.

"I'm afraid we've tired her out." Natasha said diplomatically.

"You mean she's in another sex-coma." Loki said with an evil grin as he appeared nearby.

"Loki!" Harry objected.

"Oh, it's quite alright. Arthur and I can be quite passionate ourselves." Molly said, with only a bit of a blush and a wink. "You've seen the size of our family. I always knew you'd fit right in Harry."

"Mrs Weasley!" Harry objected again.

"You don't think the twins got it from nowhere, did you?" Arthur said, with a smile, having followed his wife.

"I've just been pranked by Molly Weasley." Harry said in realisation.

"I like these people, Harry." Loki said. "I'll have fun teaching and learning from the twins."

Molly glared at him for a moment, but then turned to Natasha, "Let's go speak with Frigga. She and I have been discussing schedules for looking after the children." She didn't ask either. It seemed that they wouldn't have trouble finding baby-sitters.

Harry let Natasha be dragged off by the over-mothering matriarch of the Weasley clan. Arthur just stood by Harry and looked over all the people playing and laughing. "I hear the children were hoping you could make something called a 'water-slide' for them to play with?" Arthur mentioned, without looking at Harry. Harry knew he was just curious as all hell. Harry smirked and clicked his fingers. The waterslide was instantly there and there was a cheer of approval from the children as they ran to the entrance.

Logan, quick as ever, was there in seconds, to help regulate the lines. Hagrid walked quickly alongside him as he ran, to continue their conversation. Harry noted that Logan still kept an eye on the kiddy pool, even as Tonks sat in the water with her baby in her arms as Remus, who had been sitting there and helped keep an eye on the frolicking children, made his way over to Harry.

"Harry," Remus said, "you seem to have forgotten your final guest."

"Sirius!" Harry suddenly remembered he still had him in storage. He instantly stuck his hand in and retrieved his godfather. He lay him gently on the ground and removed the disc that kept him in stasis. "Moment of truth." Harry said, before casting an enervate.

"Harry!" Sirius yelled, even as his eyes opened and he jumped up, ready to keep attacking Lucius Malfoy who, moments before, had been attaching them both. His heart was racing and everything seemed to have changed. He saw the Weasleys and many scantily clad women and a bar with drinks and a pool and frolicking children. "I've died." he said in sadness. "I don't deserve to be in heaven. I didn't protect Harry." He noticed Remus next to him and turned to him, about to ask why he was there, when he saw who he thought was James. "I'm so sorry, James. I couldn't protect him."

"Sirius, you're an idiot." Harry said as his tears came again. He hugged the man and said, "You almost died for me you mongrel!"

"You're not dead, Sirius." Remus said. "You're on Harry's island, New Atlantis. He travelled back in time to save you."

Sirius stepped back and looked at Harry, "Is that really you, Harry?"

"Who else would it be?" Harry asked, trying to get hold of his emotions, even as Natasha pulled at his magic and Harry allowed her to appear by his side. "And I didn't just come back for you, though it was a nice bonus."

"Who's the witch?" Sirius asked, looking at the gorgeous woman attached to Harry's side.

"Sirius Black, meet my wife, Natasha Romanoff." Harry said.

"Natasha Potter on the island, Harry." Natasha reminded him. She turned to Sirius, "Natasha Romanoff is my professional name. It is really good to meet you. Of all the people Harry missed the most, you were always at the top of his list."

"Really?" Sirius asked. "You Potter men always have the best luck." he joked even as he turned away to allow a couple of tears to fall. He'd not failed Harry, after all.

Remus soon had him in a one-armed hug. "Let's get you a drink, shall we? I think Eldrin will have just what you need."

"Eldrin?" Sirius asked.

"The bartender." Remus said. "He's an elf and one of Harry's people. He's got a real gift for mixing magical cocktails."

Sirius nodded dumbly as he spotted all the beautiful women. "Who are all the birds?" he asked.

Remus smirked, having known walking him to the bar would do the trick. "Nymphs, elves and a couple of guests." He replied. "The nymphs and elves are all Harry's subjects."

"Subjects?" Sirius asked with growing excitement.

"Harry is their king." Remus said, his smile growing brighter.

Sirius stopped dead in his tracks. Then he took a deep breath and yelled, "My godson is the King!"

There were cheers all around as many people agreed, especially the aforementioned subjects and most of the children standing in line for the waterslide. The adults in attendance, while having wondered about this man, suddenly realised it was another new arrival and lifted their glasses in salute.

"This better not be a dream." Sirius said as he walked across the bridge and looked down at some of the scantily dressed women. "I really hope this isn't a dream." Then he saw the dour face of Severus Snape, sipping at a drink, while he sat at the bar and chatted with Bruce and Hank, who was in his natural state. "Or a nightmare." he added.

"You're not dreaming." Remus said as he led the man to the Bar and Eldrin put a drink in front of both of them. "Thanks Eldrin. Is mine virgin?" he asked. He didn't want to overindulge.

"No." Eldrin said as he put a sobering charm pill on the counter. "Sobering pill. Just hold it in your hand or activate the magic and you'll be fine." he said with a smile.

"That's handy." Remus thought aloud as he touched the pill and felt it activate and disappear. "No chance you have the cure for lycanthropy back there do you?" he joked, but the potions masters all heard him.

"We can work on that if you want?" Bruce offered easily.

"What day of the lunar cycle is it today?" Severus asked.

"It was full moon yesterday." Hank assured him.

"Werewolves change the day before and after the full moon as well." Remus said, suddenly a little worried.

Severus turned to Bruce and asked, "May I?" Bruce smirked and handed him the same cloth he had used before. Severus had spoken of the usefulness of the primed processes and wanting one for himself, but he hadn't yet built up the mental fortitude to deal with the over-excitable man-child, that was Harry Potter. He would be forever grateful, but he didn't know that he could say it just yet.

He took out his wand and conjured a long table, which he unrolled the potioneering kit on. His hands went over the labels and stopped at two vials that he recognized one of and he suspected the other on. Then he continued till he found three vials that he'd need, close by each other. He didn't take all three out, rather just remembering their position and continuing on.

He found the other portions he'd need, though, and finally he took out an empty vial from the end and started mixing in specific quantities of specific substances, from a total of fifteen different vials. When he was done, he noted the amount in fluid ounces and frowned.

"This will be too much for an injection, if I tried to make it into one with this." Severus pointed at what he correctly suspected was the alkali-based potion solution.

"Oh, that was masterfully done, Master Snape." Hank McCoy complimented. "And you are quite correct. If you tried to do it that way, the solution would be too much to safely inject into his system."

"But," Bruce continued, pulling out a small vial from an inside pocket and handing it to Severus to inspect, "he can just drink this instead."

Severus opened the screw-head of the vial and smelled the concoction. "This isn't wolfsbane." he noted.

"No." Bruce agreed. "That is something new." He pointed at Hank. "Doctor McCoy invented it in an attempt to emulate one of Harry's newest tricks."

"Yes, I was hoping it would allow for a person to magically maintain whatever shape they are currently in." Hank said. He activated his trinket and his form changed into that of a normal human being. "Like Polyjuice, except, it enforces whatever shape you are currently in. When I drink it, while I am in this shape, it forces my body to remain in this shape, even if I remove Harry's gift that makes me appear human." He allowed himself to change back. "But it also dulls my instincts and I dislike feeling so suppressed. My mutation allows for keener reflexes and senses."

"I imagine that helps in the brewing process." Severus said while he contemplated what was said. "Would it suppress his mental change then? I'm assuming that's what you're hoping for?"

"That is the idea." Bruce said. "That potion, though, would be capable of being injected if you use the acid-based potion solution. I suggest that Hank does that though. He's an actual medical doctor as well as a scientist."

"How long is the effect?" Severus asked as he reached for said solution and Hank handed him a syringe.

"Twenty hours." Hank said with a smile, as Snape mixed the solution and placed it in the syringe, after confirming the amount if dilution required for this specific potion.

"Wait!?" Remus asked. "Does that mean…" he began hopefully.

"It's not a cure, but it has the potential to completely manage your condition, yes." Hank said proudly. Hank was almost bowled over as Remus suddenly hugged him.

"I know I don't know you, but thank you!" Remus said.

"And you all are?" Sirius asked as he sipped from a tropical drink, that was handed to him. It contained a certain rum, Harry was very proud of and Sirius was thoroughly enjoying it.

"Pardon my manners, my good man!" Hank apologised as Remus stepped away and Hank reached out a hand to Sirius. "My name is Doctor Henry McCoy. My friends call me Hank or Beast, whichever you prefer."

Sirius took his hand and shook it. "Sirius Black. Escaped convict, wrongfully accused. Ex-Auror, disgracefully discharged. Current and founding member of the Marauders. Godfather to the King." he finished with a proud smile.

"You forgot degenerate, alcoholic and womanizer." Severus said with a bit of his old sneer, but a bit of humour, which surprised Sirius, so he ignored it. Nothing could spoil his day. Once introductions were over, he intended to speak with Harry until the sun set and came up again. He'd never had the opportunity before and he intended not to let one more day pass without finding out everything he could about his godson's adventures.

"Quite a resume." Bruce said as he also took his hand. "Doctor Bruce Banner. Biochemist. Potions Master. Head of medical research at Harry's company, Potter Innovations, or PI. Member of the Avengers."

"Show him your party trick." Harry's voice joined the conversation. He had finally pulled himself together and both he and Natasha joined his Godfather.

Bruce smiled and stepped back and, after closing his eyes and asking Hulk for a greeting, started changing. Sirius stepped in front of Harry, when what looked like a Troll took the place of the unremarkable-looking doctor. Hulk looked at how Sirius had tried protecting Harry and nodded. It was a good instinct to have in his opinion. Then he turned around and jumped into the pool, between a couple of nymphs. When he came up again, he had his hands under two of them and they giggled as they sat on his palms, until they were high enough. Then they stood up and jumped into the water. Hulk repeated the action a couple of times. The Nymphs really liked the big guy. Probably only because he was green, though.

"Hulk is a friend." Harry told Sirius. "But don't piss off Bruce. Hulk can get a little defensive."

Hulk had heard him and when Sirius looked at him, Hulk grinned. "Then Hulk smash." he said in a low growl.

"I'll not piss him off then." Sirius said seriously. Hulk then leapt out of the pool and landed where he had stood and transformed back.

"He really loves getting my clothes wet for some reason." Bruce complained as the wet scraps of his clothes reformed around him.

"How did you do that?" Sirius asked.

"It's one of the things that makes Bruce unique." Harry said. "I never got to tell you. We're in a world with people with powers."

"We're not in our old world anymore?" Sirius asked.

"Nope." Harry said with a grin. "Welcome to a world of superheroes. Let me introduce you around a bit." Harry said as he led Sirius off and took the drink Natasha had gotten for him from Eldrin. She was drinking sparkling grape juice. As they left, Severus asked, "What should I do with this, now?" He held up the completed wolfsbane potion.

Hank was currently cleaning Remus' arm for the injection, but Bruce said, "Just put it at the end. I'll place it with the rest of the wolfsbane potions we had made by our students."

"Why did you allow me to use your ingredients then?" Severus asked. "Aren't the materials expensive here? Wolfsbane was expensive to make in our world."

"Harry owns all the crops and his people maintain the only magical animal sanctuary on the planet. Ingredients aren't a problem for us." Bruce shrugged. "We also didn't have werewolves before today, so there was no way to test the potion's efficacy, besides testing them for the proper magical signature."

"Magical signature?" Severus asked.

"We can use technology to test completed potions before use. Once we have a baseline for the correct magical energy, which is unique to all potions, we can confirm that the potion was made correctly." Bruce explained.

"Tony Stark helped Bruce to create the technology." Hank interjected once Remus was injected. He turned back to the werewolf. "Now, make sure someone monitors you once the change is supposed to start. I'm sure you'll be fine, but just be careful. I would suggest being around Harry at that time. He can keep you in check if something didn't work correctly."

Bruce had a thoughtful look, "Maybe it would be best to go to him now. If my calculations are correct, the moon should be rising any time now."

"But the sun is still out. We should have a couple of hours still." Remus asked.

"Harry controls the weather and the time of day on the island. I don't know where we are, though I have a general idea of the time zone. The island is a couple of hours ahead of what it looks like." Bruce said.

"Really?" Hank asked.

"He was tired of coming here at the end of the day and it being deep into the night here, just to be woken by the sun earlier than he wanted." Bruce chuckled.

"Leave it to Harry to control the time of day and the weather so that he could relax on a beach and not miss out on all this." Remus chuckled along, as he started walking towards Harry and Sirius, where he was introducing Sirius to some of the X-Men.

"You still didn't answer my question." Severus asked, once he had internalized that little titbit. "Why allow me to use the ingredients?" He had a suspicion, but wanted to confirm it.

"We wanted to see how quickly you learned and adjusted to new ideas." Bruce said. "We were hoping to get someone with more experience with potions to work with us."

That confirmed Snape's suspicion. "So, did I pass the interview?" he asked with a bit of a smile.

"With flying colours." Bruce said. "Though, we'll have to send you on a couple of courses, to catch you up on the technology and terms we use in the scientific community. We've completely phased out cauldrons, for example. We don't kill for ingredients either. We have a team of veterinarians that extract anything we might need humanely and then heal the animal afterward."

"We have different standards at PI. Higher standards." Hank added. "We've saved millions of people with our breakthroughs and we're not even halfway done yet. Your experience and intelligence is an asset we intend to tap."

"How could you know of my intelligence?" Severus asked. "Any experienced potions master would be able to extrapolate the correct use of your potions collection."

"Harry speaks very highly of you." Bruce said. When Snape frowned at that he said, "He mentioned that you two never got along, but he knew you were very smart and insightful."

"That you had to ask, makes me doubt that last one though." Hank said.

"I had a suspicion, but I'm still working on believing it." Severus admitted. "I've never treated him kindly. He reminds me too much of his father, even now."

"Build a bridge and get over it." Bruce said. "He's not arrogant, nor is he one to break rules unnecessarily." When Severus gave him a look, he smirked, "He showed his friends a lot of his past. I had to learn a couple of lessons from you myself, when I was still starting out and he showed me memories from your class."

"I'd also suggest you stay out of people's heads while you're here." Fury's voice broke into the conversation. "We have strict policies when it comes to mind-readers."

"And you are?" Severus asked the man.

"He's the man Potter put in charge of his armies and spies." Mad-eye said, as he followed after. "He will tolerate less from you than I would." he said with a smile. "I almost want you to test him. The things I've heard so far, makes me want to see the stain he could make of you with one word, magic or not."

"I'm not the only one he shouldn't piss off." Fury said with an evil grin. "Some of the people Harry counts among his friends could destroy planets with little effort, or simply stop your heart with a thought." He pointed off to a blond girl. "That little lady could make a force field inside your body and expand it till you pop. I've seen her do it too. Not a nice way to go."

"Enough." Charles Xavier said to Fury as he walked up. "I've looked into his mind. He's not a threat." Then he turned to Severus and reached out to shake his hand. "Charles Xavier. Telepath. Sorry for the invasion of your privacy, but it is standard protocol and I protect my friends and students." Then he looked him in the eye, "I also know that you used your skills on innocent children in the past. I had to know that you wouldn't do that here."

"Xavier is under contract and can't tell us any of your secrets." Fury said. "But if you so much as enter one of my people's minds without permission, he can tell us everything."

"How did you overcome my shields?" Severus asked in shock. "Not even the Dark Lord could enter my mind."

"Harry taught me the weaknesses of the skill, for in-case someone with training in it ever goes to the other side." Xavier explained. "I still can't enter his mind, but then, I never try. Not since the first time. Your mind, however, was distracted with the potions and I slipped in then, but I'll not need to do so again, so you can relax."

Severus had never felt so violated. The man had been in his head, seen his every thought and he couldn't even detect it.

"Doesn't feel good does it?" Xavier asked with a bit of a smile.

"Are you in there now?" Severus asked in shock.

"No." Xavier said. "I'm good at reading facial expressions too. I am a psychologist, you know." he said with another smile.

Over by Harry, Remus had explained the current situation and Harry excused himself and summoned two brooms. He handed one to Sirius with a warning, "Be careful. These are much faster than you are used to." Then he mounted his own, followed by Natasha behind him, and then they lifted up. Harry levitated Remus up after them as they suddenly shot skyward and exited the dome of the Fidelius. Suddenly it was dark and they just hovered there. Sirius soon caught up.

"These things are fantastic!" Sirius exclaimed.

"When I got here, I thought there was something strange that made the brooms faster. Then I realised that I was making them faster myself." Harry chuckled. "The one you are on, I enchanted here. It's capable of going way faster and has a wind shielding spell built in. If you want to take it for a speed test, remember to come back to me."

"Why?" Sirius asked.

"Look down." Natasha said.

Sirius did and then tilted his head, "Where did we come from again?"

"The island has a Fidelius." Harry said. "I protected it before I expanded it."

"It's expanded to that big?" Sirius asked. "I just thought you were really rich!"

"He has enough money to buy whole countries if he wanted." Natasha bragged as she watched Loki fly up to meet them, with Luna behind him. She was in a swimsuit, though, and Harry conjured a jacket over her, to protect from the weather.

"Thank you." Luna said.

"What are we looking for?" Loki asked.

"We were just watching Luna rise." Natasha joked.

"For Remus?" Luna asked without missing a beat. They nodded and Luna had a question, "I wonder what would happen if you took Remus to your moon base."

"You have a base on the moon?!" Sirius asked incredulously. "Just how powerful are you?!"

"Very." Harry said with a smirk. "Remind me to show you some cool stuff when we're done here."

They didn't have to wait long, before the moon started rising over the horizon. Remus wasn't very comfortable floating so high up in the air unsupported, but understood the reasoning, so he just let it happen.

"If the potion doesn't work for you, we'll just arrange it so that you can spend the full moon at one of the branches on the other side of the planet for the evening." Natasha said. "Harry can open a portal and just drop you there, while you rest for the night."

Remus would have questioned further, but then he felt something and worried while the werewolf tried to come out to play, but the potion worked as advertised and after a bit, it settled down, like it was sulking. "It worked!" he exclaimed. "I could feel the wolf trying to come out, but it couldn't! Ha-ha! This is brilliant!"

"I'm happy for you Remus." Harry said with a big smile at his first decent defence professor. He turned a portal and deposited Remus next to Tonks by the kiddy pool, as they looked at the dark portal in shock. "We're going to take the brooms for a spin." Then he closed the portal and shot off, with Sirius following close behind, flattening himself on the broom for more acceleration.

"Did Harry just drop you through a portal?" Tonks asked.

"It seems he's capable of much more than us mere mortals." Remus said with a smile. Then he went down on his knees, taking his wife's hand and said, "It's full moon and I didn't change! Harry's people made a way to control it completely!"

Tonks was shocked, "Really!?"

A short bit away, Hermione sat in deep conversation with Tony and Jarvis, "So you're saying that I did a bunch of research in a prior timeline, that I don't remember, and you used that to create a magical computer?"

"And my body." Jarvis added.

"That and much more, yes." Tony agreed.

"But that doesn't make any sense." She said. "I never did the research! Where did it come from?"

"I'd ask your spirit, but I suspect Harry couldn't summon it anymore." Tony shrugged.

"He summoned my spirit?" she asked.

"All the time!" Tony laughed. "You insisted on it! Wanted to know what I'd been up to since last week and kept on bouncing ideas with me. It was great."

"You also told us a couple of things, like your experiences with certain experiments and where to fix a misconception of the way runes function." Jarvis added.

"I still don't understand where the research came from." Hermione complained. "It had to have happened, so that it could exist, right? But Harry changed the timeline so that it didn't happen, but then he also copied everything I had, but it still had to come from somewhere. I mean he must have experienced all he remembers at some point, but now that he changed his past, none of that happened."

"It's a remnant." Tony said. "Something passed from iteration to iteration, only kept intact, due to one factor: Harry."

"He does represent-" Jarvis started saying.

"Stop!" Tony interrupted urgently. "Hermione doesn't have a contract yet. That's something only he can tell her."

"Goodness!" Jarvis said. "Thank you for warning me, Tony. I assumed his friends knew."

"I think he'll tell her in time, but that has to be up to him." Tony said. Then he turned back to Hermione, "I know you dislike being kept in the dark, but this is something we can't tell you. If we do, we could lose all knowledge of what we're talking about."

"You really do know me, don't you?" Hermione asked. "What else did I tell you?" she asked. She added more questions to her mental list of things to ask Harry. "For that matter, how did you speak to my spirit if I didn't die?"

"Another remnant, I suppose." Jarvis theorised. "If you were, respective to his time and memories, dead, he'd be able to summon at least the spirit of the once dead Hermione Granger. Since she'd have the same memories, she'd assume he's her Harry and everything would align, right?"

"So, that time-line still exists somewhere?" Hermione asked. "He saved a different timeline and sent our Harry off to go save a different universe?"

"I don't think so." Tony said. "But it is possible that this ties back into information we cannot share."

"I think you're right." Jarvis said, nodding at Tony. "Sorry." he said to Hermione again. The next moment a stream of water hit Jarvis in the back of his head, directed at him from Wanda, who was feeling playful. "Excuse me, please, while I go play with my girlfriend." Then he got up and ran after Wanda, who quickly ran in the direction of the guesthouse, intent on leading him to her bedroom.

"Shouldn't you be worried that water could damage his circuits or something?" Hermione asked as she watched the artificial intelligence quickly gain on the woman in red.

"He's magical, not electrical." Tony corrected. "He takes shower and floats in water, just like a normal human. He even eats, though, not so much for the nutrition, since his body runs on magic."

"How does that work?" Hermione asked.

A couple of tables further on, sat Molly Weasley with her husband, talking to Odin and Frigga about their common subject. "…and then he burned the thing to the ground, killing all the Dark Elves and saving the universe from being spilled into compete darkness for the rest of time."

"And he does this sort of thing often?" Molly asked with concern.

"It's what Harry does." they said together. "He makes us both very proud." Frigga said, as Odin smiled in agreement.

"He's always been such a sweet boy." Molly said. "I don't like hearing that he was forced to kill people, but if it needed to be done, I suppose I won't think badly of him."

"People die in wars, Molly." Arthur said, always the voice of reason. At least, where technology wasn't concerned. "And we have never been more proud of Harry than the moment he said he'd allow himself to be sent here. We didn't want to let him go through all that, but the older Harry seemed so happy with Natasha and his friends. We couldn't deny him such happiness."

"He deserves every good thing that comes his way, as long as he gives me many grandchildren and heirs for New Atlantis." Frigga said.

"Oh, I'm sure he'll succeed in that." Odin chuckled. "He's not the god of sex for nothing, you know!" he said making the forbidden joke.

As fate would have it, or by the design of Odin himself, a certain pair of troublemakers were just within hearing distance. They stopped, on their way to the waterslide, where they intended to put on a fireworks display for the other children, free advertising after all, but what they had just heard was just too tantalising.

They rushed over to Odin, where Frigga had realised what he had done and was reprimanding him, even as he smiled unrepentantly, but she was interrupted by the twins, who looked at Odin, with looks of mischief in their eyes. "Excuse me, Your Majesty, but did we hear you correctly?" one asked.

"Did you say Harry was the god of sex?" the other finished.

"No. He's been attributed with Artifice and Enchantment." Odin corrected. "I never said he was the god of sex, even if everyone on Asgard has heard that rumour. You must have misheard me."

The twins smirked when they realised the old man had given them something to play with. "We beg your forgiveness for not listening more carefully." one said.

"We must have heard that somewhere else, then." the other said.

"Perhaps Loki mentioned it?" the first asked again.

"That does sound like something he would let slip to prank his brother, yes." Odin said, smiling when he realised they had caught on. When they left he turned to Frigga. "I can just imagine the fun, when Harry and Loki team up for a war of tricks with those two."

Frigga seemed to understand now too. "They did have a lot of fun with that, didn't they?"

"You set my boys up!" Molly objected.

"If they decide to act on what they learned, it will be their own doing, won't it?" Odin said with a wink. "I just thought that your boys would appreciate the challenge."

"Oh, they're up to it." Arthur said with a smile. "I'm more worried for your sons."

"I dare say, it will be entertaining, no matter who wins." Odin said.

A couple of more tables on, Bill and Fleur were sitting with her parents while her sister was off making friends with the other children her age. "She seems to be making friends fast, doesn't she?" Apolline, her mother, asked.

"Not just with the boys either." Monsieur Delacour, her father, agreed.

"As I understand it, the children currently here, all have gifts and powers that make them unique, but cast out of society for being different." Fleur said.

"There could be no better people for her to make friends with." Bill agreed. "They are uniquely qualified to understand being different, and not judge her based on her heritage and looks."

"I can already see her forming a small coterie of female friends that can protect her from the attentions of less controlled members of the male students." Apolline said. "They don't seem to be jealous of the attention the boys are giving her, either. It is wonderful to see."

"I wish I had someone show up to make my own school life easier." Fleur said, just a little jealously. "I don't see how she could have a better chance to enjoy her life."

"The fact that our school has Harry's protections, means that she would have no trouble either, if you send her to the institute." Ororo Monroe added as she showed up, having heard part of the conversation. "Professor Xavier is telepathic, so there is no lying or breaking or the rules." she added. "Ororo Munroe. I'm a teacher at the institute." she introduced herself, belatedly. "I'm a mutant too, though I suggest you call us enhanced. Harry dislikes the word mutant."

"I can imagine." Bill agreed.

Charlie, in the meanwhile had seen Puppy, bathing in its personal hot spring. Logan had noticed him studying the dragon and asked Hagrid to take care of the kids, so that he could go talk to the man. "Her name is Puppy." he said rather than introduce himself.

Charlie looked up and smiled. "She seems very calm around all these people." he said. "How did you tame her, or did Harry do that?"

"She's still a wild animal." Logan countered. "But she loves people. She was rejected from her nest, as the runt, and I helped bring her in."

"She was a runt?" Charlie asked in shock. "She's almost as large as a Ridgeback!"

"I read about those." Logan confirmed. "The dragons on Alfheim don't seem to fall into one category or another. They are all a mix of what the books said. Stronger for it I reckon."

"That does explain why she bathes herself." Charlie nodded. "Dragons usually help each other groom, when there are enough around."

"Nah, I help her groom. So does her wing. She just likes the company. She used to join me in the other hot-spring, until the elves told me that it was too hot for her. Harry made her this hot-spring, so that she could still have a place to bathe and lounge." Logan said.

"You groom her?" Charlie asked.

"She's my familiar." Logan chuckled at his expression.

"You're magical?" Charlie asked. "I've never heard of someone having a dragon for a familiar."

"Nah, I'm an enhanced." Logan said popping his claws out and back in. "No magic, but Frigga helped her bond to me, when she realised Puppy needed it. She'd been following me around, since I saved her. I didn't know she was trying till Frigga noticed."

"Frigga, Harry's adopted mother?" Charlie asked.

"He may be adopted, but they are family in all but blood." Logan said. "Frigga is the goddess of love and marriage. Her domains allow her to see and help bonds."

"How many dragons are on the Island, right now?" Charlie asked.

"Only five others." Logan said. Then he pointed up. "There they go now. Patrolling." Charlie looked up and saw a wing of dragons, all flying in formation and looking for anything on the island that shouldn't be happening. "Puppy decided it was her duty. She helped raise those five when they lost their mother. They decided to take on her duties, when she is busy with other things."

"Harry said you needed a dragon handler. These Dragons seem well taken care of, though." Charlie said. He was wondering if Harry had lied.

"We can definitely use your help." Logan said. "There are other powerful creatures on the island that we try to keep in line, confined in specialized enclosures. The more predatory ones tend to get rowdy at times and I'd appreciate the help, when the time comes." He explained. "If you're interested, I could introduce you to the rest of Puppy's wing. Maybe one of them wouldn't mind a familiar bond as well?"

Charlie looked like all his dreams had suddenly come true. "I think we're going to get along, just fine." he said, sticking out his hand. "Charlie Weasley, at your service."

"Call me Logan." Logan said. "Good to have you on board."

Luna was sitting at the Bar with her father, showing him how the laptop worked so that he could read her articles. "Harry really has a wonderful island here. And these creatures!" Xenophilius said. "So many that we've never been able to get close to!"

"And the island isn't even full yet." Luna agreed. "Our next scouting mission is scheduled in a couple of days. I'm hoping to find more clues about where the fae went. So far the only clue I had indicates that they left to another dimension. If we can find out where, we could offer them a place on the island and really turn it into a fairy realm!" she enthused.

"Now, Luna, you know the fae have always been divided. I can see the summer court coming here, but not the winter court." Xenophilius said.

"I'm sure Harry can make a plan." Luna said easily. "Tony once mentioned starting up another island. Maybe Harry can make them one of their own and then he'd have a place for creatures that enjoy cold and dark places."

"He does seem capable." Xenophilius allowed. "How are you enjoying life so far? Were you ever able to find the elusive crumple-horned Snorkack?"

"I'm afraid not, daddy." Luna said sadly. "But I have real hope for finding one here. Sif told me she once saw something that fit the description, but she can't remember where."

"That does fall in well with what we know about the Snorkack." Xenophilius thought out loud. "They keep themselves safe, by making people forget their location, after all."

Eldrin just smiled at the two as he placed another drink in front of Luna. He never could find her something that is exactly what she wants. Something about her nature confounded him, but that didn't mean he'd stop trying. He watched her as she took a sip and sighed, when he realised it wasn't exactly right either. He'd have to keep on trying. Maybe Lord Potter will invent something one day that will give him the edge he needs to succeed in this quest?

He turned around as he sensed another Firewhiskey, on the rocks, with a slice of lemon was in his immediate future. The strange looking older gentleman must be nearing. He went to work pouring the drink and cutting a fresh slice to add and placed it on the table just as the grumpy old man placed the empty down. The man looked up in surprise at the refill, and he smiled. Another victory.

"Don't smirk at me." Moody warned, but it just made the bartender smirk again and walked away to prepare another drink.

"That one loves surprising people. He's a good fit on the island." Fury said. "He really should learn to be less smug, though."

Just then another portal opened up and Harry shot through it with Sirius in hot pursuit. Harry and Natasha jumped off his broom at the bar, just as Eldrin placed another two drinks on the table.

"Thanks Eldrin!" Harry cheered as he took both drinks and handed one to Natasha, conjuring five shots on the table as he went.

"You cheat!" Sirius complained. "You never said you'd be taking a portal back. How could I have won?"

"Don't bet against Harry." Natasha scolded. "You'd never win."

"You're telling me." Sirius scoffed as he finally dismounted, only for his broom to be taken by Ron, with a hopeful look on his face to Harry.

"Fine, but be careful and don't go too far. The island is hidden." Harry warned. "I don't want to come looking for you."

"Thanks Harry." Ron said.

"If you're interested, you can start feeling out the kids. I'll open up the quiddich pitches in a bit. They already have a couple of teams set up. Maybe they'll let you join a game or two." Harry offered.

"Now you're speaking my language!" Ron enthused as he took off to test the broom.

"Brother!" came Thor's booming voice. "You show up only to keep on disappearing! I never even got to greet you!"

"Stop shouting!" Harry shouted back, but with a smile. "I can hear you, you know." Then he turned around and levitated Sirius' shots to him. "You lost, so five shots of every flavour for you."

"Are we playing?" Thor asked. "I'll take him up." he offered, thinking they were playing the normal game of chance to see who could handle the most shots before giving up.

"Nah, this is punishment for him thinking he could beat me to the bar from the other side of the island." Harry said.

"But you have your portals?" Thor asked, confused.

"He forgot." Natasha laughed at Sirius' lapse. To be fair, he'd only seen the feat once.

"Sirius, let me introduce you to by oldest brother, Thor. God of Thunder and King of the Gods." Harry introduced. "Thor, this is my godfather, Sirius Black. Notorious scoundrel and lovable mutt."

"He's your godfather?" Thor asked. "I remember your stories. He's the one that died in battle defending you, correct?"

"I saved him this time around." Harry shrugged. Then he turned to Sirius. "Drink up old man! I've got ten saying you'll beg me to let you stop, before you're done."

"You're on." Sirius said instantly. He took out his wand and incanted a spell Harry didn't know. Then he took the shots and downed them all without stopping once. Then he smirked at Harry. "Never try to trick a trickster." he smirked.

"What did you do?" Harry asked.

"The spell causes temporary loss of taste and smell." Sirius explained as his smile grew. "Useful when you have to drink a potion that tastes bad."

"That's not fair." Harry complained.

"You were cheating, too." Sirius reminded him.

Harry stewed, but then smiled. "Fair enough." Then he cast a finite at Sirius and summoned his wand, before conjuring ten more shots. "Enjoy."

"What's this?" Sirius asked.

"The ten I owe you." Harry smirked viciously.

"But-" Sirius started, looking at the shots and then his wand.

"Chicken, old man?" Harry asked in challenge.

"Harry, you can't drink too much." Natasha warned him. "You still have new residents to settle."

"That's right!" Harry said slapping himself on the head. "Thank goodness they are in stasis, or they'd be pissed."

"What's this I hear about new residents?" Logan asked walking up to them. This was usually his field.

"Yeah, I brought a couple of new creatures that needed a new place to stay." Harry said. "I'll bring out the intelligent ones for now. Some of the others will need a bit of work first, so they can settle."

Harry led them from the bar to near the forest line and produced Backup Plan. Once out, he focussed and a crate came flying out. Opening the crate, he cast a spell and it enlarged till it was very large. Then he countered the time dilation and knocked on the box. "You can come out now. We're here."

There was the sound of hooves on the inside until half the centaur herd of the forbidden forest exited the box. Firenze was in the lead. "Is this the forest you promised us, Harry Potter?" he asked.

"This is it." Harry agreed. Harry introduced Logan and Firenze, so that he'd know who to speak to.

The centaur looked around and then turned nodding his head at Harry first and then Logan. "You are master of the lands. Do you have a place where you'd prefer us settle?" he asked.

"Western part of the forest is currently mostly vacant." Logan said. "The creatures are free to go everywhere, but mostly there are just a few nocturnal creatures on that side. They prefer staying in the shadow of the Plateau so anywhere north or south of that will be fine, I suspect."

"Thank you." Firenze said. "Would you mind if we traverse the Plateau, while we stargaze?"

"As long as you respect the other creatures and stay out of their enclosures, I don't mind." Logan agreed.

"Thank you Master Logan." Firenze said. "I'm certain we'll meet again."

With that the herd of centaurs followed Firenze into the forest and disappeared. They were the ones opposed to Bane's leadership, so it had worked out well for Harry. Bane had a tribe that followed him without question now and Harry got a heard of peaceful stargazers.

Harry next summoned another box and performed much the same function. This one contained leprechauns. They were less talkative, but their leader spoke to Logan for a bit, before they too entered the forest.

Harry then led the group, who had followed out of curiosity to the water's edge. Where Harry took out a large tank, which was shrunken as well, and placed it in the water, where a large group of Merfolk exited the tank. After a quick discussion, Harry left them with a warning. "Just don't swim out more than a mile. That's where the island's protections end. If any of you do get stuck, let someone know, okay?"

To the rest of the people, except for the Asgardians, it sounded like screeches as the merman leader of the group assented to the rule and said they'd speak to him if they needed anything. For now they'd go looking for a place to settle. They too, soon swam off. Harry planned on opening a path for them to swim into the resort and possibly some water features for them to enjoy, but for now, he'd let them settle themselves. 'Perhaps a nice underwater cave would work for them,' he wondered.

Harry then turned around and headed back to the resort and walked halfway there before unveiling the last of the intelligent creatures. Two entire conclaves of Veela were soon in attendance. "Ladies, if you'll please wait here, while I set you up with a place to stay?" he asked.

From inside his storage, he produced two very familiar looking glass orbs. Inside them were a couple of strange structures, which looked like solid stone buildings in strange shapes with jutting towers and parapets. They weren't castles per se, but they definitely had the general shapes of them, except with rounded edges and not as imposing, all made of some kind of sandstone. They had no doors that you could see either.

Harry took both out and enlarged them just inside the tree line where there was a large enough clearing for them. The Veela squealed in delight and quickly started kissing his cheek before entering and starting to settle themselves as well.

"What is it with you and having hot chicks around all the time?" Tony asked. "Not that I'm complaining, mind you, but Pepper already hits me whenever I look at the nymphs for too long."

"When you say 'look for too long', I say stare." Pepper corrected.

"I just knew they'd like it here." Harry shrugged. "They had much the same issue as the Enhanced of this world. They were classified as near human. Had fewer rights as a result. I couldn't not offer them a place." he defended himself.

"And they can control their allure?" Hank McCoy asked. He had been one of those that followed.

"The older ones, yes." Harry said. "Veela aren't as long lived as Nymphs, though, so they have adapted to learn the skill more quickly."

"You said that they have more of an affinity for air and fire." Hank said. "Can they fly?"

"If they get upset, they turn into something akin to a harpy. They grow wings out of their shoulders and have been known to throw a fireball of two." Harry explained.

"We'll have to make sure they understand that forest fires won't be tolerated." Logan said firmly.

"They have enough control to be able to put the fires out, but I doubt anyone will get them angry on purpose." Harry said easily. "They also understand the rules of the island. They won't cause trouble and their leaders take full responsibility."

"I'm wondering how they'll get along with the Nymphs." Natasha said.

"Oh, I'm sure they'll be fine." Harry shrugged. Then he turned to said leaders, who had stayed behind, and said, "Ladies, this is Master Logan. He's in charge of all the lands and life on the island. If you have any requirements, speak to him and he'll get word to me if it's something he can't supply. He'll also be introducing you to the other leaders on the island at some point."

"Thank you Lord Potter, for giving us this opportunity." One of the women said, before turning to Logan. "Please let us know if you ever wish to experience the hospitality of a conclave of Veela." she smiled at him in a way that could only be read one way. She could tell this man was virile and powerful. He'd be a good mate for her and her conclave.

The other woman wouldn't be ignored though and stepped closer. "Our conclave would be even more welcoming." she said as she bent forward and gave him an eyeful. "Very welcoming."

Logan turned to Harry, "Are they offering…"

"That's your deal, Logan. I have enough women in my life, thank you." Harry laughed, turned and walked away, followed by Natasha, as Hank and a couple of the others stayed behind to introduce themselves and to find out a bit more. Harry had no doubt that the Veela would be joining them a bit later, since the party could be clearly heard from their residence.

"You don't by chance have a place for us to gain some swimming attire do you?" The first Veela asked as she clamped onto Logan's one arm. "We would wear our underwear…"

"But we seem to have forgotten to pack those." The other Veela added, clamping onto his other arm.

"I'll take you to the Room. The servants of the island will sort you out." Logan said, trying to ignore their allure. He was reasonably immune, but they were getting to him. "But I'm going to warn you, I'm already seeing someone."

"And he's got another person waiting in line already." Hank said with a smile. It wasn't often that one saw the feral Wolverine uncomfortable. "As I understand it, the Goddess of Death is being very patient."

"Goddess of Death?" one of them asked.

"Harry's sister, Hela." Hank confirmed. "She hails from the Norse Pantheon."

"But violence is forbidden on the island, correct?" the other Veela asked.

"That is correct." Hank said.

"Then she will be no obstacle." The first Veela said. "As for Master Logan's current Lady…"

"She can simply join us." The other said matter-of-factly.

Back at the resort, everyone was having a smashing great time. Molly had insisted on access to the Bar so that she could start making some snacks, but Harry had refused. Instead he'd simply constructed a new kitchen building off to the side, with large open windows and a long open counter, so that she could feel like part of everything and be in the kitchen, her domain, at the same time.

Molly had loved seeing the smaller children at play and her main concern was to feed them, since healthy young children eat a lot, in her opinion. Ron was still one of her youngest and he ate like there was no tomorrow. Harry had therefore, placed the kitchen area near the kiddy pool. It was a temporary construct, but if it turned out it was something that they liked, he could always make it permanent.

He did have to warn her about the Elven children's dietary restrictions though. She took it in stride and continued asking him for ingredients, implements, tools, plates and more. When she was ready, she told him to get out of her kitchen and set to work.

Harry had intended to buy them a place out on a nice countryside, like they used to have, but he suspected that, once the children tasted her cooking they'd insist she stays around. He knew he would.

For that reason, he approached Arthur. "How are you enjoying your first day on New Atlantis?" he asked.

"This is a wonderful place Harry." Arthur said. "I wish we could spend more time here, but I suspect you're here to discuss where we're going to live?" he asked.

"That is exactly why I'm here." Harry agreed. "I was going to offer you a place where you'd be more familiar with, but Mrs Weasley seems to have taken a shine to the children and the liveliness."

"She does love the bustle of many little feet." Arthur laughed. Then he asked, "What are you getting at?"

"Do you want me to set up your house, here on the island?" Harry asked plainly.

"But this is your home." Arthur countered. "We wouldn't want to impose."

"If it means I can have Mrs Weasley's cooking every now and then, I'll not complain." Harry said with a smile of fond remembrance. "I could set you up a bit down the beach though, if you prefer." he said. "Then we can fence off a piece of land for you and set you up with a bit of a garden with a couple of chickens and some privacy."

"That does sound ideal." Arthur said, nodding his head. "But I'd have to ask Molly. Don't tell her I told you this, but she wears the pants in our home." he finished in a bit of a whisper.

"You know, I kind of suspected that all along." Harry said with a whisper of his own, before they both laughed and Harry stood up to go speak to a couple of the other guests, while Arthur went to go speak to his wife.

It wasn't five minutes later that Molly showed up to give Harry another hug, "Oh you sweet boy! To offer us a place on your island! We'll have to discuss some things, of course, but I can't wait to settle in and meet all of the locals!" she had basically screamed the whole time in her exuberance, before she seemed to remember something, "Oh, no! The food!" Then she rushed off again, to go save what was on the stove.

"You sure that was a smart idea mate?" George asked, from where he was sitting nearby. He and Fred had been working on something suspiciously hidden for the last while.

"She'll fatten you up so you never want to leave the house." Fred added.

"Like Ron." the finished together.

"Hey!" Ron objected as he returned to the group, after speaking to the younger children about quiddich. "I'm not fat!"

"Not yet." George said.

"Won't be long though, at the rate you eat." Fred added.

"What are you two troublemakers up to?" Harry asked.

"It's a surprise." George said.

"We heard you loved surprises." Fred added with a wicked grin.

"Why do I feel the need to start sleeping with one eye open again?" Harry asked, apprehensively.

"Paranoia." they said together again. It didn't make him feel better.

Harry turned to Natasha, "Should we make an announcement, before they blow up the island?"

"They wouldn't blow up the island." Natasha said sweetly, turning to look at them with a smile. "They know better than to piss me off, don't you?"

"We won't hurt anyone." Fred scoffed, not realising how dangerous that smile really was. Apparently they hadn't gotten the memo, when she took out two Unspeakables on her own, without resistance.

"Promise." George finished, still working on his part, not really looking up.

"Don't underestimate my wife, boys." Harry warned. "She took out a goddess of magic all on her own. In single combat."

Their hands stopped moving before they looked up and saw the serious look on Harry's face and suddenly realised the danger in the smile Natasha was giving them. "We promise." they said together, but seriously this time.

Natasha nodded at them, before Harry led her to the pool area, calling Xera, who had finally exited the house, to them and created a platform under them, as he once had to propose to Natasha and waited till all eyes were on them.

"Thank you all for coming." Harry started. "We love having you all here, to commemorate this special day with us." There was a cheer from many, but Harry waited for them to be silent again before continuing. "We have much to be grateful for. The threat of Thanos has finally been ended and I was able to save my world's destruction.

"We have new friends and old friends all come together and the island's population has grown once again, with so many who wish to join in the magic of New Atlantis. But there are some new additions you may not know about yet.

"It is with great joy and overwhelming gratitude that I pronounce today, that the ladies of New Atlantis are pregnant! I'm going to be a father!" he finished in a shout of exultation.

Those present who hadn't known cheered along with those who had and suddenly most of the females in attendance descended on the platform to congratulate the mothers-to-be. Harry allowed them to descend and Harry was soon forgotten by them as the men pulled him aside and this time Tony was the one to hand out cigars.

This reminded Harry of his gift for Odin and he handed the old man the pipe with the wolf enchantment, with a bag of premium tobacco from his home-world. It was enchanted to last longer, have colour-changing smoke, as the smoker wills, and not be as offensive to those nearby, by eliminating the odour outside a certain range from the smoker.

Harry was slapped on the back and congratulated over and over again.

"So you're going to be a father?" Sirius asked. He was puffing on his own cigar. "Any idea on a godfather, yet?"

Tony also looked interested in his answer. "I haven't really given it much thought, but I'm currently thinking Logan would be a good choice."

"What?!" Tony and Sirius objected.

"I'm not joking this time, Tony." Harry said seriously. "Logan is a good role model for all the kids that come to the island. That being said, I'm thinking it would be best to discuss it with Natasha and Xera first. We really should decide together. Xera's and my kid will be a Nymph, too, so it makes sense to choose people from the island."

"That's fine then." Tony said. "I already have a house on the island. I can easily work from here."

"I'm living here too!" Sirius objected. "And Harry's kids will obviously be magical. Better to have a godfather that can look after the kids and teach them magic."

"Like you took-" Tony started, only to be silenced by Sirius.

"If you finish that sentence, we can never be friends." Sirius warned. "I literally gave my life to defend my godson. I thought of him as my own and wanted to care for him like a father. It was taken from me and I'll never get that chance again. Don't you dare insinuate that I wouldn't care for his kids!" Sirius finished angrily.

"Enough!" Odin's voice broke through. "You are both adults. Start acting like it. Can't you see your fighting is hurting Harry?! He looks up to you both and you're ruining that image for him." he said.

Both of them looked at Harry and saw the sad look on his face. "Sorry Harry." Tony said.

"Yes, sorry." Sirius added.

"It's pointless anyway, since nobody will ever harm Harry. He is a son of Asgard and our people would protect him, for all he has done for them." Odin continued. "He is also my son, so you may have missed your chance, Sirius, but that doesn't mean your life is over. You could still find a woman and produce an heir for your family, who could grow up with my grandchildren."

Sirius looked stricken for a moment, before what Odin said sunk in. "That's right. I'm not an outlaw anymore! I can still meet the future Lady Black!"

"The only regret I have from your trip to your home reality is that I wasn't there to see you defeat the monster who destroyed it to begin with. I have yet to hear that story, actually." Odin said to Harry.

Harry was shocked for a moment. It seemed he had too much going on. "I forgot!" he exclaimed. He took a step back and bowed before Odin. "Father, you once expressed a wish to make an example of the man who destroyed my life so thoroughly. I have saved his punishment for you to decide on." As Harry said it, he removed the last man he had in storage. Voldemort himself.

Odin's eyes burned with an unholy fervour for a moment. "You have done well, my son." he grinned evilly. "And as I promised to you all those years ago, his punishment shall be spoken of in legend and people will still tremble at the suffering of this monster."

As Harry stood up and presented the monster to Odin, a portal opened up and Heimdall allowed the royal guard of Asgard to come through. "I have deemed it necessary to send the guard to secure the prisoner, your highness, your majesty." Heimdall said to Odin and Harry, respectively and respectfully. "Allow us to keep him, where we may keep a thorough watch."

"Thanks Heimdall." Harry said. "Do me a favour?"

"Anything, my Prince." Heimdall said.

"Don't remove the disc from his chest." Harry said. "He doesn't have his wand, but he is capable of wandless magic and could potentially kill even those of the Aesir. I have not removed his magic, since I wanted Odin to punish him how he sees fit. Not half an enemy capable of nothing. But a capable one knowing he cannot win anyway."

"Of course, my Prince." Heimdall said as the guards carried him away. Then the portal closed.

"How many people can make those portals?" Sirius asked, after the shock wore off for the ease with which Harry seemed to have captured the most feared Dark Lord of all time.

"Only Harry, really." Tony said. "I helped him made a rune-based system where his enchantments can use his powers, enabling others to do things only Harry normally can." he finished proudly.

"That…" Sirius started, "… sounds impressive." he finished. "And really difficult. How smart are you?"

Tony smirked, but before he could say anything, Harry said, "He gets by."

"'He gets by' he says." Tony mocked. "I'm a genius!"

"And you keep on mentioning it." Harry said exasperatedly. "Couldn't you have a little modesty?"

"Why would I do something like that?" Tony asked. "I'm awesome!"

"You know what?" Sirius asked Tony. "I think we may become friends after all." he grinned.

Tony slung an arm around Sirius' shoulder and led him off, "Let's talk about your future wife. Have you heard of social media?"

"I fear for your godfather, when Tony Stark starts playing match-maker." Odin said.

"He'd have more luck with Pepper." Harry agreed. "She did set me up with Natasha after all and look how well that worked out."

"Indeed." Odin said.

"Harry?" Remus, who had been silent through most of that asked. "Why didn't you just kill Voldemort?"

"Didn't you hear?" Harry asked. "Odin is going to decide his punishment."

"But now he can be a threat here." Remus insisted.

"Not while I have this." Harry said taking out a human skull from his storage. "Charity Burbage's skull is his final horcrux. While we have this, he won't dare do anything. While we have this we hold his immortal soul hostage."

Another portal opened up and Heimdall just held out a hand. "That belongs in the vault, my Prince."

"Give him the skull, my son. It doesn't belong in this refuge of peace." Odin agreed.

Harry relented and handed the skull over, but not before hitting it with a couple of tracking charms. No way was he ever losing track of it. "I'll be setting up a new Fidelius on the vault after this, okay?"

"I have no problem with that." Odin said.

"Just what have you been through since coming to this world?" Remus asked.

"It's a long story." Harry said.

- The end –