Tony's Loss

Chapter 2

"Sir, there are a couple of people that would like to speak to you; they say they are from young Harry's school. Would you like me to let them in?"  Jarvis announces all of a sudden. "Let them in" and with that Tony gets up and walks toward the door happy to finally get some news about his son. "Who's Harry, Tony?" Clint asks, but doesn't get an answer.  Tony is too anxious to do anything other than wait for the magic users to come in and tell him how his son is, he hasn't heard anything from or about Harry for over a year and he was worried.
Finally after what felt like hours, but was really only a few minutes, the door opens and lets in two redheads who could only be Weasleys. One was short and stocky, and had muscled arms. His face was weather beaten most likely from working outside a lot. The other guy was tall, thin, and wore his long red hair in a ponytail; he also had an earring with a fang on it. They were both wearing formal clothes and looked serious. "You guys must be Charlie and Bill Weasley, Harry described you perfectly, come in and sit down" Tony says breaking the silence; he was starting to have a sinking feeling that they were not here to deliver good news. "Yes sir, but I think that we should talk somewhere more private if that is possible" replies Bill, who was looking at the rest of the Avengers. Tony nods and leads them into the kitchen where he motions for them to sit down. "Where is he? What is going on? I sent him hundreds of messages and letters but he never replied to any of them." they both look at each other and then back at him with sadness in their eyes. "Mister Stark, you are familiar with what has been going on in our world for the past seven years, correct?" asks Charlie, and when he gets a conformation he continues." Well the war is over and Voldemort has been defeated, there was a great battle and we lost many people, we won the war at a price, a price no one knew they would have to pay, what we are trying to say is that Voldemort is gone because Harry sacrificed himself. I am sorry, Mister Stark, Harry was that price that we all had to pay. He gave his own life to save us all and in the end he didn't die in vain." "NO, no you're lying, he can't be gone, not my son, what kind of sick joke is this, where is he?" Tony pleaded, standing up, but he knew from the look on their faces that everything was true, his son, his world, is gone and will never come back. And with that realization he collapses onto the floor with a loud cry.