Firebird by NorseFan1

Chapter 7

Hermione and the twins were leaving with them. It was easy to see that they would be unable to remain in a society that would brand them as criminals for helping Anastasia and Jane now. Sif had grabbed the chains, having had a calm enough mind to know that they may be needed as evidence of the crime. When they reached the ground floor, shouting reached them.

"What the hell?" Hermione asked, suddenly worried.

"Sounds like he's back." Fred said.

"Who?" Hermione asked.

"Sirius Black," the twins chorused.

"He's James Potter's best friend, and Godfather to Anastasia. After Hadrian was declared the Boy-Who-Lived, Black was sent off on overseas missions. This must be the first time he's come back since the week after the attack," George continued.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN TOO ILL? I THINK YOU'RE KEEPING SOMETHING FROM ME JAMES! YOU NAMED ME GODFATHER- HOW CAN I BE THAT IF YOU'RE KEEPING ME FROM SEEING MY GODDAUGHTER NOW I'M HOME?"

"I think he's cottoned on." Steve said.

"Really, Capsicle? 'Cottoned on'?" Tony asked sarcastically.

"We wished to meet the Potters and the Order anyway, may as well throw this Sirius Black into the mix. We should have someone in there on our side," Thor said.

"Shouldn't we get Ana out of here first?" Jane suggested.

"As much as I would like to, the Potters may use her not being here to turn it on us, say we kidnapped her and are trying to turn him from them. Then we would only have another hunting for her," Loki answered, looking annoyed at the fact.

They followed the raised voices to an elegant, and large, dining room. There were quite a few people there, and two dark haired men had their wands out and pointing at each other.

Sirius Black was severely pissed off. He had thought that his best friend had merely been putting on an act for the press the past few years, but apparently he was wrong. James Potter had changed, and he was keeping something from him, something about Anastasia- and Sirius knew it wasn't good.

Lily's gasp drew attention away from the impending duel, and all eyes turned to see the large group that had just entered, and one of the strangely dressed men- the one in green, gold and black leather was holding a young, ill-looking woman who could only be Anastasia.

"What the hell is going on?" Sirius growled.

"What we wish to know is by what right the people here kidnapped and imprisoned Jane and Anastasia," The blonde man with the hammer in one hand, and a petite brunette tucked under his other arm responded. Sirius had the sudden urge to turn into his dog form, turn tail and run, but he held his ground.

"Who the bloody hell are you?" James snapped, obviously weary of the intruders.

"Where are our manners? I am Loki, this is my brother Thor. We're here for our soul mates, which we already have, and answers, which we are about to get. Accompanying us are the Lady Sif and The Warriors Three, Fandral Volstagg and Hogun and the Avengers, Iron Man, Captain America, Black Widow, Hawkeye and the Hulk," He nodded in turn as if this was simply a social gathering, but the ice in his tone indicated that couldn't be further from the truth. "Now, would you care to explain the reason you kidnapped Anastasia and Jane and used magical chains to try and torture Anastasia into a bond of slavery?"