Harper Portman texts the wrong number. PLATONIC
TW: abuse, angst. Slight eating disorder and thoughts of SH later on.
I'll put a warning before anything that might be triggering
((I don't own any characters from the mcu,)
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I sit criss cross on the couch, watching Harry Potter with Mr. Stark, "So, it's a bunch of wizards going to a magic school?" He asks.
"Yeah," I nod, eating my (your fav flavor) ice cream.
"What's Oldie's name again?" He gestures to the screen.
I laugh, "Dumbledore?"
"Yeah. How old is he?"
"A little over 100." I say.
"Oh, he must work out or something. He handles a school pretty well for a fossil." He says
"Cap handles the Avengers pretty well for a fossil," I remark
Tony smiles.
"I'm right here!" Says Steve, who was sitting at the table.
"Oh, hi Steve!" I wave innocently.
Cap just shakes his head and goes back to flipping through files.
"Wanna join?" I ask Cap.
"No, thank you." He says.
"It's a good movie," I say.
"I have to go through this, but I'll watch it later with you," he promises.
I get up, bringing my ice cream with me, curious. I go over to Cap, standing next to where he's seated. I read the files... My files.
I set down my bowl on the table, "What's that for?"
"... Court. And DHS." Steve says.
I itch my nose, "Why would I have to go to court?"
"You're not of age to live on your own." Steve explains. "You technically ran away from home, so you're mother-"
"Do I have to go to court? To live back with my mom?" My heart starts pounding.
"You do have to go to court. But we won't let her win, ok?" He looks up at me.
His gaze and confidence makes me feel safe and assured. I nod, "What day is the trail thing?"
"We don't have a official day yet." He says.
"Oh, ok" I say. "Wanna just adopt me?" I joke.
He smiles softly, "We'd still have to go to court for that. And we'd need you're mother's permission."
"Well, dang," I laugh lightly. But my smile fades when I see a picture of my dad. I reach over, taking the picture from the paper clip that connects to the edge of a paper.
I study it, hand shaking slightly. I reach for a different picture. "Where... Where did this come from?" I whisper.
The second picture is blurry, showing body laying on the pavement, a crowd of first responders and a ambulance. There's two figures standing in the back of the picture, a woman and a girl. "A SHEILD agent took that photo," he says softly.
I exhale softly, setting down the pictures. "... M-my mom threw my stuff out." I say, "Everything I didn't bring here with me is gone."
"She what?" Cap asks
"She sold it. All my stuff is either sold or was thrown out... Including dad's stuff." I say. "She said it herself."
Steve rubs his face, not saying anything.
Tony stands opposite Steve, jaw clentched. "抖阴社区 it down. We're taking that with us when we go up to court."
Avengers group chat
Genius: *sent $700 to Nat's account*
Speedster: Jeez, why does she get that money!?!
Genius: Nat and Wan, do you want to take Harper clothes shopping?
Witch: OMG yesssssssss 😊
BW Spy: Of course
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Wanda and Nat enter the room as I put my empty bowl in the sink, "Hey," I grin.
"Hey, wanna go out?" Wanda asks.
"Yeah, sure," I nod, going over to them, "Where are we going?"
Natasha shrugs, "just around the city."
"Don't get in trouble," says Cap from his spot at the table.
"Me? Wouldn't dream of it." I say.
Peitro zooms into the room, "Can I go?"
"Sorry Peitro, girls trip." Says Wan.
"Meanie," huffs Peitro.
Nat just smiles and we go to the elevator, "Bye," I wave before the doors shut. I lean against the wall as the elevator goes down.
We go out to the main floor, and to the garage. Nat heads to the her Corvette stringray. Wanda gets in the passenger seat and I hop in the back.
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