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fu·ry
[ˈfyo͞orē]
NOUN
1. wild or violent anger:
2. violence or energy displayed in natural phenomena or in someone's actions:
3. a spirit of punishment
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PRESENT DAY
"No."
"Ms.Potter-"
"I said, no."
Tony watches me and Fury go back and forth. His brows are raised high.
"He's not getting involved with you, Nick."
His glare grows harsher. "You know not to-"
"Try me, Nicky."
"Ms.Potter, I understand your reluctance, but it's just a chat."
"No, it's a recruitment. No!"
"I'm sorry, " Tony cuts in. "How do you know each other?"
Fury and I meet each other's gazes. A silent conversation passes through the air. A silent plea radiates off me, begging for the spy to keep my secrets.
He raises an eyebrow, leaning forward in his chair. "We have a mutual friend."
"Does this mutual friend have a name?"
"Albus."
"Albus? That's not a real name. You need to get better at lying, Sparks."
"No, his name is Albus. Albus Dumbledore."
Tony looks at me with a scrutinizing look. "Sounds like quite the character."
Fury and I glance at each other once more before we both say, "he is."
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SEPTEMBER 1ST, 1971
"Welcome to Gryffindor, firsties!"
"You're gonna love it here!"
Excitement floods the great hall as the feast slowly comes to an end.
"Amelia, hey!" Lily Evans greets as she slides into the empty seat beside me. Although only having met on the train, we immediately grew fond of one another. A small gaggle of girls copy her movements, finding their new spots.
"Hey, Lily!"
"Why'd you sit all the way down here?"
"I just wanted to sit with my brother," I say, motioning to the boy behind me. He stops arguing about quidditch with his new found best friends for a moment to turn to me.
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Sparks | A Harry Potter and Marvel Fanfiction |
FanfictionAmelia Potter's world fell apart on October 31st 1991. She lost everything. Her brother, her friends, and now her entire home. After Dumbledore asked her to hide away in the muggle world, she ended up taking a job with the one and only Tony Stark. W...