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Potters like red-heads

*Harry's POV*

Wanda asked me if we could talk about it privately. I was very nervous. I had a major crush on her since I had seen her. She barely knew anything about me, but once I had read her mind, I had fallen more in love. 

I suppose Potters do chase after red-heads.  

"You don't have to sign the papers to be his mother, it's just so you also have custody over him," I told her, I didn't want to force her to do anything she didn't want to.

"Before we decide on anything, I want to apologise for reading your mind when we first met," Wanda told me. She was looking at her bare feet. 

"I wanted to apologise for the same thing," I told her, giving her a small smile to let her know that it doesn't matter, "So we actually know a lot about each other, huh?" 

"Yeah, I guess we do," she giggled, raising her head once more. 

"So what do you say, ready to be a mother?" I stretched my hand in front of me, waiting for her to shake it.

"You bet I am!" She left Teddy in his cot and shook my hand.

I wasn't functioning properly. I lost my gaze into her perfectly shaped eyes. She then did something that I didn't expect. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down, connecting our lips together. I was taken by surprise. I had wanted this to happen since the day that I met her, but it was even better than what I expected. Once she realised what she had done, she quickly pulled away.

"I'm so sorry! I don't know what came ov-"

I didn't let her finish her apology. I pulled her waist towards me, smashing my lips on to hers again. It was her turn to look surprised, but she changed her expression to a loving and passionate one. Our lips fitted perfectly together, as if they were made for each other. Her hands gripped my hair while I pulled her closer to me. I nibbled her bottom lip and she parted her lips slightly, but just enough for me to slip my tongue into her mouth. It was glorious. She was about to start unbuttoning my shirt-

"I knew it! I told you Pete!"

Wanda and I broke apart and saw a smirking Harley with a shocked Peter. This isn't how I had wanted my oldest son to find me. I plastered a goofy grin on my face and rubbed the back of my neck.

"Hi there,"

"Pops, we literally found you about to make out with the Scarlet Witch and all you say is, hi there?"

"What do you want me to say?" I raised an eyebrow at Peter.

"Well, maybe an explanation," he looked sirius, which was impossible since my godfather was dead.

"We've liked each other for a long time," Wanda interfered. She then handed me the signed documents, winked at me and left.

"You got quite the catch Harry," Harley smirked at me.

"I guess Potter always end up with red-heads," I sighed.

"Does that mean I've got to dye my hair red or what?" Harley joked with me.

"George would be really pleased to meet you," I told him before shooing them out of my room, "And don't do what you just saw me do!"

"No promises!" Harley yelled back at me while Peter smacked the back of his head.

*Wanda's POV*

I'm a mother at the age of eighteen and I nearly made out with Harry Potter (who is also eighteen), the father of the baby who I'm mother of. I hope it wasn't a one night stand, if you can even call it that. I laid on my bed, facing the ceiling. Was this the beginning of a new relationship? Did he love me just as much as I do? Will I also sign Peter's adoption papers? Similar questions to these whirled through my head, even faster than Pietro at his top speed.

"Hey sis!"

Talk about the devil and he shall appear.

Actually, that's offensive to the devil. Sorry devil!

"What do you want Pietro?" I sat on the bed, patting a space next to me for him to sit on.

"You seem a bit off,"

I hesitated before explaining everything that had happened. I didn't leave anything out, I told him from the talking, my crush on him, our kiss and me being a mother. He looked very happy at me, his eyes shining in excitement. 

"I'm an Uncle!" he shouted, raising his arms in the air, running around like a headless chicken. He then ran into the living room full of Avengers and screamed, "I'm an Uncle!" and he started to run around again. 

Everyone's eyes turned to me while I entered after Pietro. Harry made me a space next to him on the sofa and I gladly accepted it. Teddy then crawled from his lap onto mine.

"Traitor!" Harry gasped while pouting. I ruffled his already messy hair and smiled at Teddy. 

Nat then started to wave a knife in the air while muttering loudly, "Can someone please cut the sexual tension in this room? Because I've tried but can't!" Loki then joins her into swinging his arm, holding his knife in his hand. He then stops and gives Natasha a sad glance while shaking his head. Sam starts to laugh loudly followed by Clint, Tony, Harley and Pietro. The idiot of my brother laughed the hardest. Poor Peter slams his head on the coffee table, embarrassed by the statement about his father. Harry ignored them while trying to feed Teddy. I hand Teddy to Harry and quietly make my way to Pietro.

*Pietro's POV*

I was laughing with a few others about the joke that Nat and Loki had made. It was about the whole Harry and Wanda situation. I then herd a  swoosh and something was choking me. I didn't know who was doing that to me until I saw a red light around my throat. Everyone's laughter had died.

"Wanda... Please... I'm sorry..." My voice was raspy in-between my gasps. I knew I had crossed the line.

"You're only apologising because you're scared for your life, not because you actually mean it," her voice was full of malice. She must have looked in my head.

I opened my eyes once more. I knew she wouldn't kill me, but she would probably make me faint. And I wasn't in to the mood for fainting today.

Harry made his way to my sister, his arms stretch in front of him.

"Hey Wans, they were just messing with us. It's normal and perfectly fine unless they go too far. Whenever he gets a girlfriend or boyfriend, if he manages to, we will embarrass him. Deal?" He tried to calm her down. Big mistake. Everyone knows not to get near Wanda or even talk to her when she's this mad. And he had done both.

Before even looking at who was talking to her, the red light around my throat vanished. But it appeared around Harry's throat. He didn't look scared or worried. He was calm.

"Wans, you're scaring Teddy," his voice was gentle but out of breath. Wanda looked at Teddy before looking at Harry. Teddy's eyes were opened wide, a few years falling. I made my duty as uncle and took him out from the room.

*Peter's POV*

Pietro took Teddy out from the room. When Wanda realised to who she was hurting, it was too late. Pops had fallen unconscious. I could feel my cheeks getting wetter, I stood up and carried my father into his room for him to rest and recover.

A minute later Wanda came in, her eyes red un puffy. Her voice was choked when she asked to see Pops. I didn't let her get near him, not even in the same room, fearing that she would hurt him again. I screamed and cried at her. Telling her that she was a monster, a freak, an unwanted piece of garbage, between many others. She left, floods of tears escaping her eyes. 

I just glared at her in return.

I tried to avoid sleep, I even drank coffee, but nothing worked. Sleep took over me, my eyes dropped and my body and mind came at peace.