As they continued talking Harry slid to the front and stood in front of Fury, he looked the man in his one eye and read his mind, Harry was concentrating only on all of Fury's knowledge related to himself, everything else was not important to him. Once Harry was done he, he smirked and walked into the corner and listened to the rest of the meeting. When it neared the end he walked off, not before aiming a hex designed to act like a slap at Natasha's backside. She jumped in surprise but managed to play it off as standing on her tip toes briefly, she glanced back at the agent behind her before looking straight as she mentally came up with several plans for revenge and started organizing them by how fitting they were.
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When Harry got back he looked at the weapons he had sto… was borrowing… from Shield. The weapons were impressive, lightweight and after a few practice shooting at some conjured targets he realized that they were easy to use or at least better than the guns that Harry had used before. While Harry had some experience with machine guns he was more comfortable with the handguns, though he supposed that later on he could go back and check out more of their weapons.
Harry placed the guns and ammo down before pulling out his wand, he decided on what he wanted to do before he began waving his wand.
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The next day Harry was standing outside of his apartment, he was looking at his phone, but mentally timing how long it would take for Miss Romanoff to come here. Harry had decided that if she was going to spy on him then he might as well have his fun with her.
"Hey," A voice called as Harry got to two minutes, Harry turned around to look at Natasha who was walking up to him. "how are you doing?" She asked. She was wearing blue high heels, a white summer dress that reached just above her knees, her hair was flowing down just past her shoulders, she also had a hand bag on her left arm.
"I'm fine," Harry said as he looked at her. "I'm just planning to go to the shops."
"Me too, I could do with some more food." She said, "Mind if I join you?" She asked with a small smile.
"If you want." Harry nodded.
"Aren't you going on your bike?" She asked, noticing that he was not carrying a helmet.
"I decided to mix it up and call a taxi," Harry replied just as a taxi arrived. "ah here it is." Harry said as he stepped towards the back and opened the door, he gestured Natasha to enter in first. Natasha gave him a small smile before entering, she sat in the middle which forced Harry to sit at her side. Harry climbed in and told the taxi driver where he wanted to go.
"So," Natasha said as she turned to Harry once the taxi drive off. "you buying food too?" She asked.
"Nah," Harry shook his head slightly. "home security stuff."
"Home security?" She echoed.
"Yeah, my dog has been spooked lately," Harry said, looking straight ahead and not at her. "I think someone might have tried to break in, so I'm upping security."
"Hmm," Natasha hummed lightly for a second. "are you worried about your bike?" She asked.
"Little bit." Harry admitted. "Speaking of the bike I feel like I should apologize."
"About what?" She asked, looking confused.
"About how you didn't like the bike ride we went on." Harry replied.
"What makes you think I didn't like it?" She frowned.
"I mean it was obvious, I mean you were holding me so tight," Harry said with a straight face. "and there was the way your body kept shaking, I mean you were clearly upset by it."
"No, I just…"
"It's fine." Harry cut her off as he placed his hand on her leg, just above her knee. "I don't mind, some people don't like bikes." Harry shrugged before falling to silence. Natasha waited for him to move his hand away but he didn't, a minute passed and he hadn't moved his hand at all. She looked at him but he was still looking ahead so did not notice or at least pretended not to notice.
"Ahem." She coughed.
"Hmm?" Harry turned to her with a questioning look on his face.
"Your hand." She said as she gestured to the hand on her leg.
"Oh sorry." He said, not bothering to look surprised or embarrassed at all, he removed it without any fuss and continued looking forward with a blank expression on his face. Natasha looked at him for a second before she also looked forward. Harry didn't say or do anything else but the desire to smile was strong.
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"I don't know boy," Harry said as he petted Padfoot's head, Padfoot barked and gave Harry a questioning look. "how am I supposed to do that?" Padfoot barked again. "Like I said, I don't know, I am not sure yet." Harry said as he thought about what he would do with Shield.
Harry knew he could probably outrun Shield all of his life but was that really something he wanted to do? Live his life on the run? He had done that before, it was not something that he looked forward to repeating. Sooner or later Shield was going to catch up to him, unless of course he spent the rest of his life under a Fidelius charm but that would mean being ridiculously careful whenever he went out.
Plus it would limit himself on what he could do and Harry was admittedly enjoying his life, not just the ability to sleep wherever and whenever he wanted in a safe place but also just constantly having food and also the normal everyday things like TV. When he attended Hogwarts he and the other students were told some bullshit about electrical appliances not working near magic, when Harry tested it later he was more than a bit pissed off about the fact that he missed out on years of TV because purebloods didn't want to bring in more muggle things than necessary. Admittedly they didn't work in Hogwarts but literally everywhere else they did.
Harry also didn't have to worry about money, it was simple for him to just create things that he could sell. An added bonus from the hallows was that anything Harry created with magic could be permanent if he wanted it to be, before if he conjured something it would eventually disappear but now it would only disappear if he didn't want to make it last. It was easy enough to create some gold and discreetly sell it along with other things, in fact Harry had made a great many things in his apartment himself, obviously not the TV or laptop or anything like that but things like the sofa was all him.
Shield was not like Voldemort and his army of death eaters, he couldn't just kill them all. Most of them were just regular people wanting to do their job or do good in the world. Fury, despite likely having many goals outside of protecting people, reminded Harry a lot of Mad-Eye Moody, Harry wasn't totally sure what the man's priorities were but decided to find out the next time he came across him. Harry's only other thoughts about Shield were what he got from Natasha. She viewed Shield as a way to make up for a great many bad deeds she had done in her life time.
"You can never be forgiven," A voice whispered into his ear. "you're not a hero Potter. They won't see you as the boy-who-lived in the history books, you won't be seen as a hero. When your story is told do you know what they will call you? Harry Potter the army killer, Harry Potter the evil mass murderer, Harry Potter the…" Harry shook his head, cutting off the voice, with practiced ease he ignored it.
"Woof." Padfoot barked as he rubbed his head against Harry's before he placed it back on Harry's lap.
"Yeah, you too." Harry smiled softly as he stroked Padfoot behind the ear. Padfoot barked at him. "Hmm, maybe, but there's somebody else I want to ask." Harry replied before he stood up, Padfoot whined due to no longer getting Harry's attention. "Don't be such a baby, I'm just going to talk then I'll go back to being your lovely servant." Harry rolled his eyes before he looked ahead, Padfoot gave him a questioning bark. "Just calling the smartest person I know."
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