"Which memory?" Sirius asked, Harry didn't immediately answer and looked like he wasn't going to. "Come on, just give me a chance, Harry. I can't help you if you don't let me, I know that you don't want to talk about it but I truly do think that you really do need to at least discuss it with someone, and I know that I might not be the person for you to do it with but I am here for you, you know? I know I wasn't there for you when you were younger, or even most of your life, but I am here now and I would like to be here for more if you…"
"The end." Harry answered, cutting off Sirius. "She saw the end, Sirius. She saw the end, and when she did so, I saw it again."
"Oh." Sirius said simply, a sympathetic look on her face.
"I've tried so hard to get that memory out of my head but I can't!" Harry all but yelled. "It won't go!"
"I'm sorry, Harry, I really am sorry." Sirius spoke in a sincere voice. "Nobody should have to go through that."
"Don't be. It's not like it's your fault, but I just can't stop it. Even my occlumency doesn't work, at best it temporarily stops it." Harry said, running a hand through his hair.
"Hmm," Sirius frowned thoughtfully. "you do it every time?" He asked.
"Every single goddamn fucking day," Harry said with a tired nod. "Every day I wake up, I get one memory or the other and then I block it out with my occlumency."
"And it's never got better?" Sirius asked. "What?" Sirius frowned when he saw Harry look uncomfortable.
"It's nothing." Harry said, waving his hand in a dismissive manner.
"No, no there is something, what is it?" Sirius asked with narrowed eyes.
"There's nothing." Harry insisted.
"Bullshit," Sirius scoffed. "there's something."
"No there is not."
"As stubborn as your bloody mother, now what is it?"
"You're not going to let it go, are you?" Harry asked in an annoyed voice.
"No, not really." Sirius smirked slightly before giving Harry a look that clearly said 'go on, I'm waiting'.
"Nat," Harry sighed. "when I wake up next to her then I don't really get bothered by the memories, that mean anything to you?" Harry asked in a hopeful voice.
"It… It sounds like your granddad." Sirius said after a moment.
"I beg your pardon?" Harry blinked. "What the fuck does my grandfather have to do with this?"
"You might remember that there was a dark lord before Voldemort, your grandfather fought in the war against Grindelwald," Sirius replied. "I never really knew what he did or what had happened to him but you could tell it affected him. Sometimes he'd get a blank look in his eye, like he was reliving something, he tried to play it off but me and your father always knew there was something wrong. But we had learnt how to quickly fix it."
"And how did you fix it?" Harry asked, unable to keep the interest out of his voice.
"We'd call your grandmother." Sirius answered with a small shrug of his shoulders. "Put her in a room with him and he'd go back to his usual happy self like he was hit with a spell."
"That's… good to know." Harry said after a short pause, he was not really sure how to react to that. "But while Natasha helps, I don't think that she's the best and only solution. I attacked her, remember? The Maximoff girl saw the memory and I tried to use my… I tried to use… fuck…" Harry stopped and trailed off. "… oh shit."
"Hmm? Harry?" Sirius asked, looking at Harry whose mouth was slightly open and his eyes suddenly became wide. "Harry?" Sirius asked as he waved a hand in front of Harry's face. "Are you okay? Have you stopped working?"
"I… I think I might have worked it out." Harry said in a quiet voice as he shook his head.
"Really?" Sirius asked in a surprised voice. "That was quick."
"Not as quick as I'd like. Sirius, I have to go now, my team needs me."
"That they do," Sirius rolled his eyes. "just, do me a favour, please."
"What?" Harry asked with narrowed eyes, a favour from Sirius could be anything from the seriously serious to the ridiculously ridiculous. The last time Harry had done a favour for Sirius he ended up with pink hair for a week.
"Whatever is happening between you, Sif and Natasha, and any other girls that you may or may not become close to in the future, just… don't fight it." Sirius said, his grey eyes locking onto Harry's green eyes. "You deserve happiness just like everyone else and it'd be nice to eventually have some little Potters running around, if you know what I mean?" Sirius finished with a grin.
"I'll think about it." Harry couldn't help but give him a small smile in return.
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Harry teleported into Avengers tower, he had only been there for about five seconds when Padfoot suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Hey boy," Harry smiled at him. Padfoot gave him a soft bark before moving forwards and rubbing his head against Harry's leg. "sorry about earlier." Harry said as he petted Padfoot's head.
"Woof?" Padfoot gave him a questioning bark.
"Better than before." Harry nodded, "now I got to go talk to the guys, let's get the last of this drama shit done." Harry said before he started walking, he eventually found the others sitting in the lab, all were wearing civilian clothing, though Thor wasn't here for some reason.
Harry noticed that Sif seemed perfectly fine, her leg appeared to have healed up thanks to her own advanced healing and the assistance that Harry had given her. Cap had his arm bandaged and Gwen the same with her leg, between their own advanced healing and the magical help from Harry, they would likely be better by the end of the day. Natasha had her shoulder bandaged, she could heal better than most but her healing wasn't on the same level as the others.
"Well," Harry said, announcing his presence to the room, everyone's head snapped towards him. "this looks horrible." He added.
"You're back!" Sif smiled brightly.
"That I am," Harry smiled back before his expression became apologetic. "I really am sorry about what has happened." He added as he looked around the room. "If you all want me to leave the team after we deal with this Ultron shit then I will."
"No," Natasha said before anyone could respond. "you're not leaving the team."
"She's right," Gwen piped up. "you're an important part of this team and you're our friend."
"What happened is exactly that, it's in the past," Steve spoke next. "we need to move on and start working on stopping Ultron."
"I think you should stay," Bruce agreed. "I'm sure the other guy will say the same." Everyone paused and looked at Tony.
"Guess I have to say it as well. I… I think you should stay," Tony said after a short pause. "despite what happened, you are still a crucial part of this team. And it's not like I can claim that I have never messed up, but with that being said, I still want to know what she saw. I mean, it must have been something if it can make you lose control like that."
"If he doesn't want to say then he shouldn't have to." Sif replied. "He clearly does not want to."
"Sif's right," Natasha agreed. "we all have bits of our past that we'd like to keep secret."
"It's fine," Harry said before anyone could say anything more. "you want to know, Tony?" Harry asked, his eyes locked onto the billionaire playboy. "I'll tell you."
"What? Really?" Tony asked, unable to hide his surprise.
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