Hawkeye and His Hawk Brother

Chapter One: To the Circus

Clint finds Harry being chased by his cousin. Harry changes into his hawk from to get away from Dudley (ages 8 and 5)

July 6th, 1985---

Harry's POV--

We just got out of school for the summer, me having all A's and Dudley having B's and C's. I of course got by butt kicked for doing better than Dudley then thrown in my cupboard for the unseeable future. That was a week ago and today is Dudley's celebration for getting all B's and C's, the circus. The only reason I know of the event is Dudley's abnocause bragging, I kinda wanna go but know I will not be allowed to join the celebrations. Today I will most likely be sent to Mrs. Figg's while they are gone, mostly a whole day trip maybe two. Suddenly the phone rings and I hear Aunt Petunia pick it up, when she hangs us she loudly asks Uncle Vermon what they will do with me because Mrs. Figg is sick. They debate it for a few minutes before deciding that I will go with them and promising Dudley new video games for his room. Uncle Vermon comes to my cupboard and tells me to go take a shower and put on a new outfit, only giving me ten minutes to be in the car. Ten minutes later, we are on our way to Londen for the circus. We get there 30 minutes later and I am given my ticket and was sent on my way, being told to be at the car after it ended or they will leave him there. As I wander around I find a boy around my age, beating a game that my uncle could not win. I was so happy, when the boy slipped away I followed him slightly until the bell rang for the show to get ready to start. Just as I start making my way over to the tent, Dudley finds me and tries to make I toware I couldn't see the show but I change into my bird from a hen harrier. I don't know how but I can change into any animal I want, like a shapeshifter. Dudley still tries to hurt me, but the boy from earlier yells at him to knock it off. When Dudley leaves the boy calls me down from the branch I flew up on. I decided that I would go sit on his shoulder, the boy introduces himself as Clint Barton. He takes me to a tree that he sleeps in and puts me on a branch near the head of his bed. Clint then scrambles down the tree and goes towards the tent, I follow him and land on top of the tent so I can see everything. The ringmaster calls the acts to begin and some of them are kinda boring, but then he calls Hawkeye 'Clint' to do his act. It was so cool, he shot each of the targets with deadly acurse and never missed one. I wanna stay with him, I will ask him if I can after the show ends. The show gets over and I go try to find him, he was near the tree he first found me. I fly down and carefully land on his shoulder, surprising him. I trill to try to calm him down, and he reaches up to pet me. I hear Uncle Vermon yell for me to come to the car, I ignore him staying on Clint's shoulder. Clint starts wandering around and eventually runs into Uncle Vermon, Dudley starts ranting that I am his cousin but Uncle Vermon leads him to the car saying they will get him special stuff tomorrow and leave Harry here. Me and Clint left to our tree, I figured that I should show him my human from tonight instead of later. When we get in the tree, I shift to my human from after sitting on a branch.

Clint-"Wow, how do you do that? And what is your name?"

Harry-"Im Harry and I have no idea. I have always been able to shift into any animal I want."

Clint-"That's so cool. Are you staying?"

Harry-"Can I?"

Clint-"Yes. Well go see the ringmaster tomorrow morning."

Harry-"Ok. Then yes I will stay."

Clint-"Yay, we need a nickname for you though."

Harry-"I think I will mostly stay in my hen harrier from a lot. Do you have any ideas for a nickname?"

Clint-"Shadow. Will you be my partner?"

Harry-"Yes! And I love the nickname of Shadow."

Clint-"Yay! My first friend."

Harry-"Friend, I've never had one before."

Clint-"I will be the best friend, kinda like a sibling."

Harry-"Friends are like siblings?"

Clint-"They can be, if two friends share a really close bond they can think of each other as siblings."

Harry-"Ok."

Clint-"Now, we get to know one another."

Harry-"How do we do that?"

Clint-"Ask each other questions. How old are you? Im eight."

Harry-"I'm five. Do I ask you a question now?"

Clint-"Yep."

Harry-"Ok. What's your favorite color? Mines red."

We continue asking each other questions through the night. The next morning we go see the ringmaster and I am allowed to stay and be Clint's partner, we leave Londen within the next few days.