When two worlds collide.

New York City.

Over the summer I begged Molly to let me stay..and so she did. So that brings me here, In New York City.

I moved everything in and the football game was on. I got into football awhile ago in London when George and I were messing around.

American football is so much more fun to watch. I ordered some pizza and got some beers and whilst I wait for the game to come on I turn some music on, loud.

It startled Knight who flapped his wings ferociously.

"Sorry Knight." I sigh.

He coos, unimpressed, before flying upstairs.

Buckys p.o.v

"Do we have new neighbours?! Morgan cant get to sleep!" Pepper groans, holding Morgan.

They were playing loud music.

"Let's go, we can tell them to keep it down and introduce ourselves." Steve yawns.

We stood up and walked over to the house besides us. I knocked on the door and there was no answer so I knocked louder.

The music turned down. "Bloody hell, you're going to break my door!" A girl swings the door open, a beer in one hand and a slice of pizza in the other. She had grey/black curled hair with subtly coloured streaks.

"Do you mind turning your music down?" Pepper sighs. "Morgan's trying to go to sleep." She looks at Morgan who was in her arms, falling asleep.

"Kid looks like she's asleep to me." She takes a bite of her pizza, looking at Morgan.

She had a thick British accent and tattoos. Quite a few of them.

"Just keep in down, your disturbing other people." Nat sighs, folding her arms.

"I'm Tony Stark, this is Grayson, Pepper, Morgan, Sam, Steve, Brooke, Wanda, Pietro, Nat, Peter, Thor, Clint and Bucky."

"Alex." She just nods her head slightly.

"Where are your parents?" I raise my brow.

She just looks at me, no emotion in her face at all. She shrugs, drinking some beer.

"Are all British people as obnoxious as you?" Clint yawns.

"The fuck did you just say?" She spits, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"Did your parents not teach you any manners?" Clint snaps.

"Clint, that's enough." Nat clears her throat.

Alex had a hurt look in her eyes before her expressions harden again.

"I just asked a question." He folds his arms.

"Don't bring my parents into this...'Clint'.." She mocks. "It's clear that your parents didn't teach you any manners! Although with that name, I don't even think they liked you!"

"Excuse me!" Clint gasps.

"Oh, just piss off!" She groans loudly before slamming the door shut.

"Great people person skills, Clint!" Grayson scoffs, going to open the door but there was chattering behind us.

We turned around and saw a couple of kids. Two tall ginger haired boys..twins..another boy who looked similar but was a lot shorter. Two ginger haired girls who looked different from one another so they definitely weren't siblings. A boy with round glasses and a scar on his forehead and then a tall ripped boy with messy platinum blonde hair and grey eyes.

"Who are you?" The grey eyed boy scoffs.

"Behave, Malfoy!" One of the girls scold. "Hi, I'm Hermione. That's Ginny, Fred, George, Harry, Ron and Draco."