"To be fair, the web-head and the squirrel are still underage and only on probation," Tony cut in.
"You hear that, Monkey Joe?" Doreen said to the sudden appearance of her friend's head popping out of her
coat. "You're still on probation while I'm a fully-fledged Avenger."
"Hey! That's not what I meant," Tony protested.
"You have an affinity for animals?" Thor asked Doreen.
In answer, Doreen put her hands behind her and wiggled about until her bushy tail was freed from the confines of her pants.
"You could say that," she grinned.
Thor gave a hearty laugh, before bowing over her hand. "It is pleasing to meet you, Lady Doreen."
ʆ"I like him, Monkey Joe"ʆ she chittered.
"Don't mind her, she can speak to squirrels," Peter said, enthusiastically shaking Thor's hand. "It's awesome to meet you!"
Thor gave the boy a nod.
"Don't worry, Thor, we'll get you up to speed on everyone's abilities before we need to go deal with the bad guys," Clint said.
"Speaking of, how'd it go at the Ministry?" Harry asked Hermione.
"As well as can be expected," she sighed. "They listened to Thor, and really, why wouldn't they? He is a god after all. But how much they took in is hard to say. Susan, at least, took a lot of notes."
"I'm guessing that they're going to do their usual trick of burying their heads and letting others do the work for them?" Harry spat.
"Their forces were outmatched in the last battle; it is understandable that the seidhr Ministry will want those who can deal with the problem to do so," Thor remarked.
"Doesn't mean that I wasn't hoping for some help," Harry replied.
"And what are we? Chopped liver?" Tony asked.
Harry laughed. "No, Tony, you guys are exactly the back-up we need to deal with this problem quickly.
"Speaking of food …" Clint trailed off hopefully.
"Come on, Kreacher should have lunch ready for us all in the kitchen by now," Harry said, leading the way.
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It was over lunch that Thor finally pieced together what was different about the man known as Matt Murdock. It had been difficult, at first, as the man constantly wore dark glasses on his face.
"You are blind!" he said, and instantly regretted his words, imagining what his brother would have said about his tactlessness.
Matt paused, his knife and fork lowering back towards his plate.
"It's true that I cannot see with my eyes," he said, "but all of my other senses are heightened to the point where I can 'see' almost better than any sighted person."
Thor nodded his understanding. "Vision is indeed not everything. Heimdell is such a one who can see far beyond the norm. And my own brother had such a grasp of his magic that it was often not wise to trust one's normal sight when he was in a mischievous mood."
"How does that work with magic?" Hermione asked. "Are you able to sense spells?"
"Harry and I have practiced somewhat and while some magical effects are lost to me, I can sense enough," Matt replied. "I won't be a liability in battle."
"What about here?" Harry asked. "Can you sense which items you need to be careful of?"
Matt cocked his head, obviously taking in his surroundings. After a few seconds, he shifted his head slightly again as everyone paused in their eating to watch him.
"I can," Matt finally replied slowly. "Your house is … strange. Normally, the world to me is as though everything's on fire, giving off a taste, a sound, a myriad of diverse sensations that allow me to know what is around me and where it all is. Here … here the world has colour!
A single tear rolled down his face as he attempted to descirbe what he was sensing.
"I can 'see' some things that are yellow, others orange, both close enough to 'normal' as to not matter, but just different enough to tell me that they're magical. And then there's the ones that are blue or even purple, like those knives over there."
Harry took one look at where he'd nodded before identifying what would cause the difference.
"They're goblin made," he said. "Imbued with goblin magic to be ever sharp and nigh indestructible."
"I had … forgotten, what so many different colours looked like," Matt said. "Thank you for bringing me here."
Harry and Hermione shared a look.
"I think a trip to Diagon Alley is in order," Harry smiled.
"What's that?" Tony asked.
"Magical shopping district," Hermione replied.
"Right, I'm done," Tony stated, pushing his plate away. "Let's go!"
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"Welcome, Avengers, to Diagon Alley," Harry said as the arch fully formed in front of them.
A light slap to his arm had Harry whipping his head towards Hermione.
"If that was supposed to be an impression of Hagrid, you did a rather poor job," she told him.
Harry pouted at her before muttering, "don't spoil my fun, woman."
The amazement on the faces of the others at the sight before them was enough to ensure that Hermione's second slap, this one slightly harder, didn't dampen his enjoyment at introducing the others to this part of the magical world.
And then the six visitors rushed forward, as eager as any eleven-year-old to explore. Tony, Peter and Doreen were the worst, practically racing towards the nearest shop. Clint slunk into a nearby shadow, the spy's habit of being unseen currently warring with his need to see it all. And while Matt confidently moved forward, his cane tapping in front of him, Thor kept a careful arm's length from the other man, in case of trouble.
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