[2] storm of rage ~ harry potter × marvel

Prologue

"Yes, Tony, I know! No more painting on your damn suits! It was just a joke. Green is just much better than red!" Skyler exclaims when she throws the door closed behind her. 

"Ughh!" She exhales on her bed. These people were fun the first two weeks of the summer break, but then, Cassidy, Natasha and Clint left for a mission and Steve went completely 'You're my responsibility, so don't do anything dangerous'. And with Captain America, 'anything dangerous' really means, 'everything I do not approve of is dangerous'. Her only hope is pranking Tony, for that is all that is allowed by Saint Lord Steve Rogers. She's 14 years old and those guys treat her like a toddler. Only Bruce is reasonable. Tony wants to strangle her sometimes and Skyler stays as far away from Steve as possible. She takes a book from her huge collection and starts to read it. 

"How Narnia stays fun, even though I read it a hundred times." Skyler mutters under her breath. After at least two hours of laughing and enjoying reading, Skyler hears something peck on her window. Two owls are standing in front of it.

"Finally! Some interaction with people!" She exclaims happily. Skyler takes the letters and gives the owls something to eat. One of the owls instantly returns after finishing his snack, the other one, a beautiful grey owl, stays. Skyler shrugs and looks at what she got.

'Ministry Of Magic. To: Skyler Foster, Order Of Merlin, First Class' says the first one. Skyler almost faints, scared that they found out about her little secret. She looks at the other letter. 'To: Skyler Foster, important, answer as soon as possible.' Groaning, Skyler opens the letter of the Ministry. 

"Dear Ms Skyler Foster,

As sign of gratitude for protecting our freedom, we're pleased to invite you, to be one of the Minister's guests at the Final of the Quidditch World Cup. Location and date are included on your ticket, which is closed by with this letter. We hope to see you then,

Greetings,

Cornelius Fudge, Minister Of Magic."

Skyler's mouth hangs open. This is amazing! That'd mean she'd be rid of these idiots for at least a week! She's going. No matter what Saint Steve says, she's going. Curious, Skyler opens the other letter.

"Skyler,

First of: how are you doing? Are those Muggles good to you? How's New York? Second: My parents want me to take a companion to the Quidditch  World Cup Final. Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle have already taken the other girls of our year. You and Pansy are the only ones left, and I really don't want to go with Pansy!  She'll think we're dating again, and believe me, I don't want that. So, will you accompany me to the QWC? Please, answer me soon, for my father is able to kick one of the other guests out of the Ministry's Box. If you want to come, please, meet me at Malfoy Manor in two days. I think you can ask Tony Stark where it is. He and my father did some business with each other a few years ago. He's kind of the only Muggle father thought worthy enough to enter out Manor. If you'd like, you can stay with us for the rest of the summer. Send your answer back with my owl, Silver.

Your desperate friend and Slytherin,

Draco Malfoy"

Skyler grins, even when he writes letters, Draco Malfoy still is a spoiled prat. She takes a piece of paper from her desk and starts to write back.

"Draco,

Don't worry for buying a ticket for me. I just received a letter that says that I am invited to be one of the Minister's guests at the QWC Final. However, I'd like to accompany you, if only by the fact that you're not stuck with Pansy then. I'll ask Tony if he can sent me there with a helicopter (Muggle-vehicle, don't ask). I'll be there as soon as possible. The Avengers do treat me well, but some of them think I am a china doll. Especially Saint Steve. Believe me, he's the worst. Anyways, I might be there before this letter arrives, so see you. I'll talk to you when I'm there. Thank your parents already for their hospitality.

Your friend,

Skyler"

Skyler gives the waiting owl, Silver her answer and it flies away. She takes her black, leather backpack and throws everything she needs in it. 

"TONY!" She yells through the halls of Avengers Tower. "J.A.R.V.I.S, where is Tony?" She asks the AI-system, suddenly realising that he's there too.

"Mr. Stark is in the Common Room, with Mr. Banner and Mr. Rogers. They have company of the returned Ms. Romanoff." J.A.R.V.I.S answers.

"Thanks, J." Skyler says before running to the elevator and get up to the Common Room. When she's there, Skyler runs to Tony.

"Tony... I need your helicopter!" She demands, but the request causes most of the adults to arch their eyebrows.

"And why would you?" Tony asks on a dangerously polite tone.

"Because a boy asked me on a date, and I need to make a great entrance! He asked me to stay with him for the rest of the summer too. Imagine: no more suit-painting-parties... no more J.A.R.V.I.S-tricks. No more sleep-potion-filled cupcakes..." She whines, begging him. Tony smirks.

"Dear, you've come to the best for that. Where do you need to go?" He asks her curiously.

"Malfoy Manor, England. Draco said you've been there before..." Tony laughs.

"Indeed I have, follow me." Tony says as he leads her to the roof.

"See y'all with Christmas!" Skyler teases. Freedom feels so damn good!