Harry's scream echoed as the curse hit-one hand shielding his belly, the other flinging raw, cracking magic into the air. "Don't touch my baby!" --------- "Do you think he'll hate me for not protecting him?" Molly pulled Harry into a hug. "Sweetheart, your son will grow up knowing his father fought everyone just to find him." --------- "You don't need to understand magic," Harry said softly, kneeling before Tony. "You just need to understand that I would burn the world to keep you both safe." --------- The room shattered as Tony's gauntlet flared to life. "No one takes him from me again." Not after what they did. Not after what they stole.
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