Steve Rogers and harry potter story
Alice Scamander is a lovely Hufflepuff and best friend with the golden trio. After the battle of Hogwarts, she decides to take a break for a while and move to New York but ends up on a huge adventure in the world...
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''He is all over the globe. Robotic labs, weapon facilities, jet propulsion labs.'' Steve and Alice walked upstairs, hearing Maria inform them. ''Multiple reports of a metal man, or men coming in and emptying the place.
''Fatalities?'' Steve asked.
''Only when engaged. Mostly guys left in a fugue state, going on about old memories, worst fears and something too fast to see.''
''That man'' Alice whispered.
''What?''
''When Clint was hit, someone attacked us. He was a tall blonde-haired man, very fast like the wind, and when you were speaking to Strucker ... I felt something weird. It was the same feeling for both of them. They must be the twins. The woman, Wanda, can control your mind. They work for him now.''
''Well, that makes sense. They have something in common,'' Steve said.
''Not anymore, guys.'' Maria handed them a tablet with a photo of the twins screaming with other people. Strucker's body was lying dead, and on the wall the word 'PEACE' was written in blood.
''Thank you, Maria.''
''I assumed getting the sceptre would mean living for a while in peace, but our lives are more insane than ever.''
''Steve, my life has been insane since I was born.'' Alice joked.
''Mine too. First, when I met Erksine and second, when I faced your magic and your world.''
''Time to tell me that my magic made your life insane,'' Alice said, pretending she was offended by his comment. Instantly, Steve turned to look at her blue eyes; he took her hands in his and kissed them.
''Your magic shone like stars and brought happiness into my miserable life. The only insane thing you brought was your infectious smile, captivating looks, and the beauty of your personality combined, to make me unconditionally, completely and deeply in love with you.''
A deep red colour was imprinted on her cheeks as she listened to her boy's sweet confession. Steve could do something unique; he could captivate her with only words.
They walked hand in hand past Clint, who was speaking on the phone with his wife.
''Barton, we might have something,'' Steve announced. The man hung up his phone after saying his goodbyes and came closer to them.
''Who was that?'' Steve questioned.
''Steve, don't be rude, please.''
''No, Alice, it's ok. It was just a girlfriend.'' Clint replied, making Alice smile. She was one of the few people who knew about the existence of Clint's family. He mentioned it in one of his letters. From the moment his daughter found out about the witch, she was showering her father with questions that needed to be answered. So he sent the witch a letter to answer the questions under his daughter's threatening look.
