Parley Oneshots

Parley at Hogwarts [pt. 1]

A/N - sorry I haven't updated in weeks, school has been getting pretty time-consuming :( My country (New Zealand) is back in lockdown for 3 days, my city, Auckland is in lockdown for 7 days, and all the students at my school have to self-isolate for 14 days because a teacher at my school got Covid >:( I can't see my family either but it's not all bad because I get to have all my meals delivered to my door so :D My football trip was cancelled because of all this so I'm pretty bummed rn because we were going to go to Rotorua sooooooo... whatever I'm back now, eating gummy worms which I stole from my parents when they were out, just finished bingeing all the Alvin and the Chipmunks movies, and currently watching both the Amazing Spiderman movies which are playing in the background of my computer. Yay.

Also this one will probably be really boring just setting the scene ig so don't get your hopes up tbh lol

TW: none

Peter POV.

Fury had just 'summoned' me to his office in Avengers Compound, and FRIDAY decided to tell me this by booming it over the loudspeakers just outside my door while I was cuddling with my super amazing boyfriend.

We both jerked awake, startled, and I unfortunately fell off the bed and bumped the side of my head on my bedside table.

"Ow," I grumbled, massaging the side of my head. Harley sat up, looking at the clock on the bedside table which read 10:26am and promptly fell back onto the bed, asleep.

I sighed, and started to get dressed for Fury who wanted to see me in 4 minutes.

Pulling my Midtown Tech sweater over my head, I leant down to kiss Harley on the nose but he suddenly moved his head and kissed me on the lips.

He grinned, "Morning Darlin'."

"Morning Harls," I replied, "I gotta go see the pirate now, I'll be back soon!"

I blew him another kiss as I walked out the door, smiling to myself about how lucky I was.

[Time skip for however much time it took him to get to Fury's office]

I rapped twice on the dark wooden door, hearing a gruff "Enter" sound from the room.

"You're late, Mr Parker," Fury said as soon as I sat down.

I glanced at the clock on the wall: 10:31. "Only by a minute," I reasoned.

"A minute too many, Mr Parker. Now, I have a mission for you." I sat up in my seat, intrigued.

"You are to go undercover to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry-" I almost snorted at the name, "-and recruit the boy Harry Potter for the upcoming war against the titans."

As I tried to process this information Fury continued, "You have already been placed in Gryffindor, so as to be close to Mr Potter. I have an arrangement with the Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, and I expect you to be on you best behaviour. This is a very important mission."

I had a lot of questions, but only voiced one, "Why me? A whole lot of the others are way more experienced with this kinda stuff, we literally have like 5 trained spies running around this place."

Fury didn't miss a beat, "You are the youngest avenger and the only one who would be able to pass as a student."

I nodded slowly, and we kinda just sat there for a bit, until Fury said "Oh, by the way, you are permitted to bring one companion, if you can make them pass as a student convincingly."

"Harley," I said immediately.

Fury didn't look surprised as he called down Harley, who arrived so wonderfully in my dressing gown which was about 5 sizes too small for him, making him look completely ridiculous.

I just zoned out as Fury gave the same speech to Harley, although I probably should have listened because I didn't the first time. Oops.

I tuned in again as Fury said, "You will leave tonight, everything you will need has been bought for you and is now in your room, just pack some clothes." I noticed that Fury didn't say rooms, which was odd because we do have separate rooms, although we might as well just share one because Harley sleeps in mine every night and even has his own dresser of clothes in there.

I guess everyone knew that. Oh well.

[Back in Peter's room]

We arrived back in my room to see two trunks, one red and blue, and the other just plain. I chuckled as Harley looked jealously towards my personalized trunk.

We opened them up to find robes, a wand, books, some weird-ass gold doubloons, and some other wizardy shit.

An hour later my dad, Iron Man, came to tell the both of us that lunch was ready, only to find us dressed up in the robes and having a light-saber battle with our wands, clinking them together like they were swords.

He just shook his head and left us to it.

[Time skip they're about to leave]

"We'll miss you!" I waved and blew kisses to the avengers as Harley and I grasped onto the arm of an old wrinkly man with a long white beard.

Then my stomach was turned inside out.

With an "Oomph!" We found ourselves in a bustling train station, and I was extremely confused. Maybe I should have listened when Fury was giving us instructions.

Our trunks had somehow come with us and were now on trolleys standing a couple feet away.

A spark of recognition twinkled in Harley's eye at the sign, Kings Cross station, and he asked Dumbledore, "So how do we get to the Hogwarts Express?" I have no clue what on earth he's on about so I decided I would let Harley do the talking for... the whole time.

"It's on platform nine and three quarters." When our faces showed nothing but confusion, Dumbledore smiled slightly, "Why don't you ask that lady over there?" He pointed to a family of redheads who all wore cloaks and robes not unlike the ones we had been given, although we weren't wearing them at that moment.

"Oh, also," Dumbledore seemed to remember something as he waved his wand over us, sprinkling some sort of golden sparkles onto our skin, where they immediately vanished. "Okay, now you're magical. Good luck!"

With that, Dumbledore snapped into thin air, basically teleported which was pretty cool, well, cool until I realized we no longer had a guide and had no idea where to go. At least, I had no idea.

Harley began pushing his trolley towards the redheads, and I followed suit, staying a little bit behind so as to avoid social interaction.

"Excuse me, ma'am," Harley got the attention of the woman who we deduced to be the mother. She smiled kindly at him, "How can I help you dear?"

"Do you know how to get onto platform nine and three quarters?"

Sorry this one was so boring, hopefully part 2 will be good, I also hope that the story actually goes somewhere because I have absolutely no structure, I just write I guess. ALSO. 840 reads?!?! No way yall are the bestttt.