#protectivness

Glorious Trouble

by Mapelsyrup

Knives Out/Complete/Chapters: 2   Words: 6,964

Harry, Draco Hermione and Ron hanging out now that Harry and Draco are dating steadily. still things are a bit testy between Ron and Draco. that day Harry is complaining about a git from work.

“And then he started bashing Hogwarts. Hogwarts! How could he say something like that? doesn't he know where i come from?” Harry frowned.

“The closet?” Draco said coldly from behind his paper.

Hermione and Ron both stared at Harry.

“Er- we’ve recently had the Dursley talk.” Harry explained.

Ron looked between the two awkwardly. “how’d it go?”

“I took his wand.” Harry admitted.

“I want my wand back Harry.” Draco said coldly.

“Harry you took his wand?!” Hermione demanded.

“i had to. i didn't want him to end up in jail.”

“I keep telling him not to worry.” Draco sighed.

“See Harry!” Hermione called.

“It’s not like the bodies will ever be found.”

There was an uncomfortable silence.

“...yeah. this is why i'm keeping his wand.”

Out of nowhere Ron nods and says “Got it. you can borrow mine mate.”

Harry couldn't believe it, betrayed, as Ron got up to hand a surprised Malfoy his own wand.

“Ron what the hell?”

“its for a good cause Mione.”

And from that day onwards, Hermione and Harry were shocked to say, Draco and Ron started getting along smoothly.

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**Teeny octotony sleeping in big Tony’s chest because he’s scared and big Tony just nestling him in and petting his hair and throwing off ‘back off’ vibes to the team.

Ambiguity of Victim

Mind control was something that came in right from the beginning of the Avengers. Clint had been the first, and they'd all agreed that  to the big scary 'how to fuck my shit up' meeting was necessary, just in case it happened to one or more of them again. 

Tony was easiest to stop; take away the suit, the tech, his access, but Natasha thought he'd be the most dangerous in the meantime. The Hulk was the hardest, because there was fuck all that'd stop him, but there was a limit to the amount of damage he could do. Mainly because he was stuck on one continent. 

So, Tony was feeling unsafe as they rode back from the 'carrier. On the one hand, he desperately wanted to put up safeguards against anyone using the tactics they'd hashed out, but on the other he didn't want to put up safeguards against his teamates. 

When they landed, Tinytony was waiting on the bar with a hellacious little scowl, obviously having felt Tony's discomfort. That was a point; if anyone wanted to pressure Tony, they just had to get hold of his little counterpart... 

Tinytony held his hands up demandingly and Tony scooped him up, feeling safer the second the tiny little tentacles were safely cupped inside his hands. 

"I'm just gonna head off--" 

"No, Tony; that meeting was traumatic," Nat said, "we need to sit down and be a team for a while."

Tony's shoulders tensed and he hunched over Tinytony, who gurgled into his chest and papped the arc reactor. "I just need a second, get my head on straight." 

"Nat's right, Tony, we split up now, all we'll think about is how to take each other down," Steve added, looking ruffled but no less threatening for having taken his cowl off. god, its a bad day when you find steve threatening. fuck. 

"I--" 

Tinytony bapped him on the chest with a fist and chattered at Steve; he was fine, he felt safe as houses inside Bigtony's hands, and TOny had to admit, having a proxy to yell at Steve made him feel less like snapping at him, himself. 

Steve, on the other hand, looked mortified, and backed off a step. Tony never knew how much of Tinytony the others understood, because he didn't use words, but Tony always knew what he meant anyway. Apparently, Steve was a 'big meanie' and should 'go far away' where Tinytony hoped he'd 'dry out in the sun and go crispy'.  

"Okay, okay... c'mon little guy, we've got more self control than that... Sorry Steve, we're just gonna take a bath and calm down, okay? Promise I wont plot your demise in the meantime."

This time, Steve didn't say anything as he turned to leave. 

"We're an ass," he muttered to Tinytony as he reached his bedroom and locked the door behind them. Tinytony squeaked sadly and curled up in his palms, one hand reaching out to touch the arc reactor. Tony pulled him closer, against the warmth of the reactor, and felt a bit warmer himself.

Tony gave them a few minutes, gently stroking Tinytony's hair and listening to the slow burble of aimless chatter. Eventually, when he was feeling less shaken, Tinytony stood up on his tentacles and made a kissy face. Tony laughed in a broken off way and leant down so Tinytony could kiss him on the cheek and pat his nose.

"Bath?"

"BWeeeep!"