Reborn By JustBored21

Chapter 13

Harry was currently in his apartment doing push ups with Padfoot resting on top of his back, he was interrupted by a knock on the door. He paused after finishing his rep and glanced towards the door.

"Harry," Natasha's voice called. "it's me."

"Woof." Padfoot barked after a second of sniffing, confirming to Harry that it was indeed her. Harry shifted to one hand as his wand appeared in his right hand, he flicked it and the door became unlocked. The wand disappeared and Harry continued his push ups while Padfoot jumped off him and walked towards the door before opening it by touching a pair of runes with his nose, thankfully he was magical enough for the runes to work.

"Hi." Natasha smiled to Padfoot as she entered and closed the door, Padfoot rubbed his head against her leg and earned himself some petting. Natasha's eyes left Padfoot and she looked towards Harry who was doing his pushups. It didn't escape her attention that he was currently shirtless and only wearing a pair of white tracksuit bottoms. Natasha gave him a theatrical wolf whistle. "Looking nice." She said before she walked in and sat on his sofa.

"Can I help you?" Harry asked a short while later after finishing his push ups. He got up and waved his wand around himself, getting rid of any sweat and bad smells.

"Well," Natasha said, ignoring the temptation to comment on his casual use of magic. " just came to talk." She said while giving him a look over, greatly enjoying the free show she was getting.

"Is that why you've put extra care into your hair?" Harry asked right before he was suddenly wearing a grey shirt.

"Pardon?" Natasha blinked, missing his question due to a combination of being disappointed at him covering him up and jealous that he could make clothes whenever he wanted plus a bit of amazement at the fact that he could make clothes whenever he wanted.

"Your hair, you've put more effort into it than you usually do." Harry replied.

"Glad you could tell, does my hair interest you?" She asked in a teasing tone.

"I will get a hose." Harry said with a hint of warning.

"Spoilsport," She pouted for a second before her face returned to normal. "I have got an assignment."

"O...kay?" Harry said, waiting for her to continue.

"It involves Stark." Natasha said. "I wanted to know if you are interested in doing it with me."

"When you say 'it' you are talking about the assignment, right?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"If you want." She smirked.

"Well I will have to refuse either way," Harry replied. "I have something I plan to do and I will be away for a couple of months."

"Oh, what would that be?" She asked curiously.

"Something personal." Harry replied, his voice letting her know that he wasn't going to say anymore about it than that.

"Fair enough, but feel free to talk to me if you ever want to." She said with a smile.

"Thanks," Harry said after holding back the first comment that came to his mind. "Fury's been notified that I am leaving so unless the world gets attacked by aliens or something then don't call me."

"Fine, can I at least know when you are going?" She asked.

"Tomorrow." Harry answered.

"And when were you going to tell me this?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Tomorrow via text." Harry replied.

"So, want to go somewhere to eat or order a takeout or something?" Natasha offered.