To find love / a Harry Potter avengers crossover

Ch 10 questions and crisis

Italics is muttering/whispering

Lunch ended up being a Russian dish Natasha called Borch that I made fresh bread to go with. A talent I possess courtesy of Molly Weasley. As I kneaded the dough I ditched my sweater reluctantly. I felt Natasha's gaze burning my arms as soon as I took it off.
"What's the tattoo for?" She asked a uncomfortable silence later.

"Long long story short I got taken, the mark is the proof they got me."

"I got one like that. Right here." She said as she turned around and lifted the hair off the back of her neck. A line of numbers tattooed just under her hairline stood out on her skin. A nasty brand lay just under the numbers. The brand consisted of a communist symbol with two crossed AR-15 rifles behind it scarred onto her skin. "I'm sure we could swap scar stories later if you'd like but for now let's feed the lazy lumps." She said breaking a forceful grin.
They continued to companionably chat as they made lunch.

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Men's POV

The people occupying the living room stared as the exchange took place. "She has more scars on her arms than Natasha does on her whole body." Clint stated in shock.

"She might have been captured. I saw a lot of guys like that in the war. Scarred, scared, and... broken." Steve put in.

"Yeah I know what you mean." Tony said.

"Your background search is in sir." Jarvis interrupted the silence.

"Whatcha got?"

"Charlotte Emilia Evans-Potter; born May 10th 2003 in Chessick England. Mother is Lily Lee Evans, Father is James Adrian Potter. Parents died 5 months after she was born on October 31st 2002. She was sent to live with her adopted uncle Remus Lupin after their death. Uncle reportedly died of leukemia six months ago and has been staying with the Weasleys under temporary custody. Went to Sheffield Boarding School for Higher Learning in Scotland. Good grades."

"Poor kid.." Tony muttered. "Anything else?"

"There is also zero record of James Potter, Remus Lupin, a Sheffield School for higher learning, or any Weasley family ever existing. She has no bank records or any other information on her in her file."

"Tiny personnel file, lack of family files or paper trails, even bank records... "
"Who is she? Hydra?" Clint said concerned.

"She might be from another planet? What with the weird dna. We can ask Thor he should be back on world at some point soon." Bruce suggested.

"If she is the enemy we might not be able to wait that long." Steve said looking over at Charlotte and Natasha laughing and in the kitchen.

"Let's wait and ask. I don't want my niece scarred for life because we have falsely accused her of being Hydra."

"Lunch is ready boys! Come help us take it to the table and set out dishes!" Natasha demanded.

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Charlotte's POV

As we ate they started questioning me.

"So if your last name is Evans how are you two related?" Clint asked.

"That is a good question, how are we related?" I asked turning to Tony.

"It's actually quite the painful story that I really don't like telling. My uh, mother had me when they were first married and young. My sister Lilian was born much later, when I was 12. When she was three and I was 15, my parents went on a trip together. We were with the nanny and it was late at night. I was sneaking out the back window to a friend's house when I heard the front door explode. Gunshots echoed through the house. I heard the screams of my sister begging me to come help her. I crept back through the house and peered over the banister. Mariella the house keeper was lying dead on the entrance way floor, three bullets through the chest. My sister was thrown into a van crying out for me to help her. They drove away."

"We got a ransom note a week later. My father paid it but, we never saw her again." Tony was crying at this point.

I ran up a hugged him. "I am so sorry you had to live through that!"

"How did Lilian die?" Tony asked.

"My uncle always told me growing up it was a gas leak." I said quietly.

"But this means my real name is Stark!" I said trying to change the subject .

"Why do you hyphenate but go by your moms name?" Natasha asked.

"Because James Potter is not my dad though I legally keep his name to honor him as moms husband, and I choose not to acknowledge my irrumator praetor a sperma donator irrumabo."

"How do you know Latin?" Bruce asked.

"My uncle whom I lived with after my parents death until he died was a poor but well learned man. He didn't mind me cursing if I did so in another language. It is habit at this point to do so."

"What was it like living with your uncle?" Clint asked.

"It was lovely. My uncle was poor and sick quite often but we had each other."

"So what can you tell us about your weird secret?" Tony pried.

"For the record I am not weird. I am completely average for people like me if a little more talented."

"So there's more of you?"

"You know what this soup is great Natasha, but I think I could use a shower after making lunch. Could you show me where I will be sleeping?"

As Natasha went to answer, suddenly a blue ethereal translucent otter hovered in front of me and opened it's mouth. Hermione's voice filled the room.
"An emergency has occurred. You are needed at the ministry. I will be apparating in pick you up." The otter dissipated.

The avengers were still reeling in shock when Hermione appeared in the spot that the otter disappeared from.

Not noticing the others in the room Hermione started to speak rapidly not giving me a chance to speak.
"Oh thank goodness you're here! There's something happening at the ministry and we don't know what it is. There's a greenish black field of magic that appeared an hour ago and has been growing. It has been identified as a portal if spell of some kind and we want all the backup we can get. We hope it's not you know who coming back again. Has your mark burned?"

"Hermione muggles! And no it hasn't burned."

Hermione whipped around and saw the avengers standing aggressively and a little shocked at what has transpired. Each with a weapon in hand.

"We can sort wizard muggle relations later right now we need to possibly prevent a third war."

"Hermione I need them to know at some point. Let me clear the air with them and I will be ready to go."

"Fine hurry."

I cautiously walked overtime the avengers.

"So you're a magic user?" Natasha asked.

"Yes but right now my people need me. I swear we will have a long and very uncomfortable conversation as soon as I get back."

"Go help your friends kid. We can wait." Tony said with a small smile.

"Thank you." I said gratefully and then I took Hermione's hand and we apparated out of there.