The Hulk's Boy

Bruce isn't quite sure how it happened or if it was even possible, but the Hulk had fallen in love. Can Bruce protect Harry from the Hulk without blowing his cover or falling in love with the green eyed boy? Of course not.

Yes, yes. I have like a million stories I should be writing but I wanted to jump on the avenger/Harry potter bandwagon as well.

'Hulk smash' Hulk thinking

'Hulk don't smash' Bruce thinking

Chapter one.

Bruce clenched his jaw and tried not to lose control. The Hulk was rising up inside of him and he wanted to hurt the poor fool who had decided that Bruce was trash. Bruce turned and walked away from the red haired boy.

"Ronald Weasley! Why must you be such an uncouth idiot?!" Hermione grabbed the boy by his ear and pulled him down the street.

"Ow! Hermione I'm sorry!" the boy, now christened Ronald, whined.

Harry sighed at his friend and shook his head. He looked back at the man that Ron had insulted and ran after him. He grabbed his arm and the irritated man turned around with a frown.

"I'm sorry about my friend. Ron is just having a bit of a bad day, but that's no excuse to act like a jerk." Harry smiled at Bruce.

Bruce stared at the teenager in surprise.

"It's alright." He said after a long moment.

Harry beamed and Bruce's breath caught in his throat as he looked into Harry's emerald eyes. The teen was a beauty.

'Mine.' The Hulk growled inside of him.

'What?!' Bruce thought back in shock.

'Green eyes mine.' Hulk's voice rumbled.

"Are you alright?" Harry asked in concern. Ron had ran into the poor man maybe he was a bit shook up?

"I'm fine." Bruce snapped back into attention. Inwardly, the Hulk was pleased that the green eyed boy was concerned over his wellbeing. Not many people worried about the Hulk.

'You speak as if he knows you are there.' Bruce thought back. The Hulk gave the equivalent of a mental shrug.

'Doesn't matter. Boy cares.'

Bruce shook his head. Unfortunately, Harry took this as a bad sign of Bruce's health and dragged the man into a nearby restaurant.

"Let's get some food into you! My treat." Harry said enthusiastically.

"What?" Bruce said absolutely confused at the turn of events. "I'm just a stranger? What about your friends?"

Harry waved away the question.

"They'll be fine. Hermione will probably chew Ron out for the next hour or so and they know that if we ever split up we would meet back at the hotel at a certain time. Oh and my name is Harry by the way."

"Bruce."

They were led to a booth and Bruce hesitated as he looked down at the menu. It had been awhile since he had a decent meal. He was only passing through Bengal and on his way to Calcutta. He wanted to use his skills as a doctor and help those who were in need. And stay out of the spotlight of the military.

"Choose whatever you want." Harry beamed at him from across the table.

'Green eyes feed Hulk.' The other guy said approvingly in Bruce's mind. Bruce was getting a bit worried at the Hulk's thoughts. He hoped to dear god that the other guy wouldn't cause any trouble. He had never reacted this way toward anyone the Bruce had met on his travels.

Harry browsed through the menu before choosing two totally random items. He had never eaten there before in fact Harry had just gotten to Bengal today. He and his friends had decided to travel across the world on a sort of vacation. The war had been over for two months now and their vacation had started two weeks ago. A few more days and they were set to go home. However, Harry wasn't sure if he wanted to go home. There wasn't much waiting for him at home really. He had finished his education, but he didn't want to play quidditch or become an auror with Ron. Remus had died during the final battle and Tonks and Teddy had died during a difficult childbirth. Ginny was still there and he knew she carried a torch for him, but Harry was quite sure she would move on in time. Harry couldn't go back to her. She didn't have the right equipment for him so to speak.

Harry looked at the ragged man in front of him. Bruce had certainly seen better days. His hair was a mess and the clothes he wore were dirty. Harry was sure that the book bag the man carried was his only belongings. Harry was quite sure that Bruce wasn't an ordinary bum though. There was something about him that reminded Harry of Remus. Perhaps it was the self-loathing that reeked off of the man, the downtrodden slouch of his shoulders or maybe the way that he handled everything carefully as if he were afraid to break it or to taint it. Whatever Bruce was he certainly wasn't normal and he was just interesting enough for Harry to decide to get to know the man a bit.

"So what brings you to Bengal?" Harry asked.

Bruce shrugged.

"I'm just passing through."

"Really?" Harry asked. "A wanderer?"

Bruce hesitated for a bit before nodding. Harry eyes lit up in interest.

"How interesting! Where else have you been? I've been on vacation with my friends for the past few weeks, but I'm not quite ready to go home yet. I'm thinking about travelling for a bit longer to see more sights and such."

'Green eyes voice pretty.'

Bruce mentally rolled his eyes at the Hulk. And began to regal Harry of his tales of his travels. They paused a bit when the food arrived, but then continued talking while eating. Bruce learned that Harry had just finished school not too long ago and was at a standstill in his life, unsure of what to do.

"Do what feels right." Bruce offered. Harry cocked his head to the side in an unfairly cute motion that made the Hulk growl and Bruce fight back a blush.

A strange smile formed on Harry's lips.

"Do what feels right?" he chuckled. Truthfully Harry had only a few moments in his life where he had done what he felt was right. Mostly, he had been guided in his life. Dumbledore, his friends and even the ministry had played a hand in most of Harry's decisions. Harry sat back in his chair. What feels right? He looked at the eating man across from him.

"Would you mind me keeping you company on your travels?"

Bruce choked on a bite of chicken and the Hulk was practically jumping in joy inside of him. Bruce opened his mouth to say that 'no, he would not like company.' When Hulk spoke to him.

'You say no and Hulk smash this whole country.' Bruce knew the Hulk was completely serious too.

'Well, when you put it that way…'

"If you really want to." He finally said.

Across the table Harry clapped his hands in joy. The Hulk let out a pleased noise and Bruce slumped down in his seat in defeat.

'Great, now what am I going to do?'