Harry and the rest of the Avengers were sat in the Quinjet as it flew back to Avengers tower, Clint was driving it back since he wasn't hurt too much. The same couldn't be said for the rest of the Avengers, before they got on the jet Harry healed them the best they could. Cap was resting on a bed while Gwen was placed on a separate bed as those two were the most hurt. The others were all sat around, Thor wasn't too hurt, Sif and Natasha were the most hurt after Gwen and Cap, but they all thankfully didn't make a fuss and just allowed Harry to heal them.
"So," Tony said, cutting through the length silence in the Quinjet. "you want to explain what the merry band of madness was all about?" He asked Harry, he was noticeably still in his armour (without his helmet) and unlike the others he was still stood up. He wasn't too hurt as his armour protected him so he got a few bruises at most.
"Not really." Harry sighed, sitting in civilian clothes.
"So… you did all this?" Bruce asked in a quiet voice.
"No, Padfoot tagged in at the last minute." Harry said in a sarcastic voice.
"I'm sorry but I have to know, what the hell was that?" Tony continued. "You went crazy and attacked us all."
"No, I went crazy and tried to attack the twins, you guys got in my way and then I attacked you." Harry corrected him.
"That's a good point actually, you tried to kill the twins, they are kids!"
"Kids who became homeless because someone dropped one of your bombs on top of their home." Harry reminded him, glaring at Tony.
"I know that, but don't try and change the subject. You attacked us all!"
"I'm well aware of that." Harry growled. "Do you have a point to all of this?"
"What I want to know is what the hell happened?! Because if there's some trigger that makes you go crazy then we need to know about it."
"The girl saw somethings that she shouldn't have seen, that's all there is to it."
"All there… all there is to it?!" Tony demanded. "You've injured most of us and nearly killed Cap. What did she see?"
"That…" Harry stood up and walked towards Tony who suddenly shifted into a defensive stance, not that Harry cared as he stopped in front of him. "… is none of your goddamn business."
"But you…"
"It is none of your business," Harry cut him off, his voice cold and barely above a whisper. "she saw something that she shouldn't have seen. You don't know what I've been through, Stark. I've seen things that can never be unseen, I know things that should never have been taught, I have suffered through pain the likes of which you couldn't imagine on your worst day. When I was fourteen years old I ended up being tortured in a graveyard while being surrounded by the man who killed my parents and his followers and trust me when I say that's not even in the top ten of my worst experiences. So trust me when I say… it is none of your goddamn business." Harry growled before teleporting away.
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Harry teleported into his bedroom, he threw his wand away just as his suit disappeared. Harry ran his hand through his white hair, he growled before letting out a loud, primal roar. Several seconds later Harry fell to his knees, breathing heavily.
"Fuck." Harry said under his breath. Harry took several deep breaths before he stood up. "Fuck me." He sighed.
"Maybe if you ask nicely." A voice replied. Harry looked up and nearly jumped back when he saw who was standing in front of him, Harry took several steps backwards, only stopping when he felt his back press against the wall.
Standing in front of him was a woman with pale skin, wearing a silky black robe that covered everything from the shoulders down to the knees while straining against the woman's body. Her curly black hair descended past her shoulders, her violet eyes pierced Harry's green ones. Her red lipstick covered lips were in the form of a smirk as she looked at him.
"Why… won't you… leave me alone?!" Harry growled as he ran his hands through his white hair.
"Oh… is ickle wickle Potter upset?" She cooed in a baby voice as she walked over him.
"You are dead," Harry closed his eyes. "you are dead. I made sure of it."
"You mean when you ripped my head off?" She asked as she stepped just in front of him. Harry's eyes snapped open when he felt her hands on his shoulder. "No, you aren't getting rid of me that easily."
"You're dead, Bellatrix." Harry growled.
"Oh, sweet little baby boy," She cackled loudly, causing Harry to flinch. "after all we've been through, after all that we've done together, I will always have a spot in here." She said, tapping him on the side of his head. "Do you remember Potter?" She asked with a grin as she licked her lips, letting Harry have a glimpse of her yellow teeth. "I do." She purred as she pressed her body against his.
"You're not real." Harry said, more to himself than her.
"Am I not?" She grinned before taking a step back, she dropped her robe to reveal that she was wearing nothing but a lacy black bra and panties. "I like to think I'm real." She said as she pressed her body against his. "Do you remember our time together, Potter?" She asked as she placed her hands on both sides of his face. "You would be strapped to a chair or chained to a wall, then I would come everyday and start breaking you. You'd last from morning to the afternoon before the torture broke you, then we'd spend the evening having a 'different type of fun' before doing the same thing the day after." Bellatrix paused and stuck her tongue out, licking the side of Harry's face from his jaw to his forehead. "I remember." She whispered into his ear before playfully biting on it.
"Fuck off!" Harry snapped as he pushed her off of him, she fell back and onto the floor.
"Ow." She said in a mild voice before standing up. "Come on Potter," She licked her lips as she began rubbing her hands up and down her body. "you're just like me. You and me are chaos personified. You and me are chaos."
"Fucking hell." Harry closed his eyes and rubbed his temples with his finger, he took a deep breath and focused on his occlumency shields. After several seconds of silence Harry opened his eyes, he looked around and saw that there was no longer anybody else in the room. Harry's legs fell out from under him and he slid down to the floor.
"Woof?" Harry looked up and saw Padfoot standing in front of him, looking at him with concern. "Woof?"
"I… I don't know Padfoot," Harry sighed. "just… just give me a minute."
"Harry." A voice whispered in Harry's ear. "We need to talk."
"Curse my life and the stupid, dumbass cunt in charge of it!" Harry growled as he slapped the floor and stood up, surprising Padfoot, but before Padfoot could do anything Harry teleported away.
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