Ascension 2

Chapter 11: Nightwing Rises Part Three. 

Kara was sitting next to Harry, holding his hand as they waited for her aunt to finish performing what might very well be an extremely crucial medical evaluation. Their fingers intertwined as the blonde tried to give Harry a reassuring smile, but really, there was a certain amount of reassurance that she wanted to give herself.

"It will be okay, you know," Harry told her in a whisper although there were moments like this when he had his doubts.

Lara offered a smile across her face as she scanned him closely using several Kryptonian medical devices that had been brought to the Castle by Peve. "Well, we'll know for certain soon if it's fine or not."

Harry waited patiently as Kara continued clutching his hand so tightly that he thought that she might rip it off accidentally. He squeezed her hand in a reassuring manner.

"It was uncharted territory," Lara muttered under her breath. "I'm sure if it had been anyone but you, they would have ripped the person who bonded with them apart in an instant."

Lara smiled as the results of the scans came in and she could tell that her niece might hit something if she was left in suspense for too much longer. The blonde decided to give them the news. "Well, I've got good news and bad news."

Harry tried to lighten the mood the best he could. "Every time, even with the most minor of things….it always good news and bad news."

"The good news first, please," Kara interjected and Harry placed his arm around his wife's shoulders, the blonde was trying to look at things from the more optimistic side of the fence, although it was hard.

"The good news..." Lara agreed as she thought about how she wanted to deliver this news. "The good news is….well, Harry is growing stronger. In fact, he's more than just strong, even though he's undergone his third magical maturity he's still growing."

"Given both his Magical and Kryptonian heritage, his maturity would be different," Kara said to Lara who nodded.

"Yes, and as a result he's growing at a different rate, fourteen is when the first maturity really hits for non-magical Kryptonians, although there are some hints that it happens much younger depending on the Kryptonian…."

"And Kal-El doesn't have a drop of magic in him, or does he?" Kara asked.

"No, magic wouldn't have survived any contact with Jor-El's DNA," Lara commented shaking her head. Then again, Kara got her gifts from Alura's side of the family and as far as Lara knew, her own family lacked any magical talents.

"So there's that to consider," Kara said and she mentally ticked off things in her mind. "So fourteen, eighteen, wasn't the other one, twenty two?"

"That's a bit odd…."

"The body is not sufficiently developed to handle a certain amount of power until most people are older, although there are other factors that might trigger early maturities," Lara commented as she eyed Harry carefully. "So…..it's more of a general guideline. It's not as clear cut as the eleven-fourteen-seventeen guideline for magicals, although you seem to be breaking new barriers there."

"Yes, but I'm the exception to many rules," Harry said and he paused before asking the question they were all dreading. "And the bad news?"

Kara dreaded this but she knew that she had to know it. She felt Harry's strong arm wrap around her in a reassuring manner.

"It's just like you and Peve suspected regarding the Keys of Endless, the Hallows, whatever you wish to call them, when they merged with you," Lara said as she offered the printout for Harry to read, whilst summarizing the more prominent points. "If any other witch or wizard attempted it, the ending would have been explosive."

"Yes, I figured that much," Harry offered her and Lara continued.

"Thankfully for you, it hasn't been fatal," Lara said, she paused for a moment before continuing. "But, it has cracked your Collective Operation Relational Endosphere."

"Or to put things in laymen's terms, the magical core," Harry concluded.

'Oh, fuck, we don't like it when you refer to the CORE as the magical core,' Daphne groaned, although she was amused.

'Endosphere isn't even a real word,' Charlotte said channeling her daughter for a moment, not being able to help herself.

'And neither is Quidditch, but funnily enough we use that fairly often,' Lucretia reminded her and Charlotte was silenced by the thought.

'She's got you there,' Astoria commented, before she paused in shock. After taking a moment to compose herself, she asked the question that was burning in her mind. 'Wait, his CORE is damaged!?'

Lara knew a conversation like this was going to pop over the bond when they heard this news, so she took a moment to compose herself, before continuing. "It really isn't as bad as one might think, although the influx of energy without certain parameters….well, I'm sure that everyone is familiar with a nuclear reactor."

Kara was most certainly familiar with one and that didn't improve the blonde's mood at all.

"I would ask if you're kidding, but I really should know better," the blonde said tensely and Harry pulled her into a reassuring hug. She drew strength from him as she cuddled in close and Harry decided to speak.

"So as long as I wear the watch for a few more years, I should be fine, right?" Harry asked Lara, who nodded in affirmation.

"Although that stunt with Ares…. was necessary….it set you back a little bit," Lara told him and she decided to sum up what Harry had already read, mostly for her benefit own and to reinforce the facts of the matter. "Your magical and Kryptonian abilities draw from the CORE, and it got super charged to the point that it cracked when you merged with the keys."

"Five years, I have to wear the watch for five more years," Harry muttered, mostly to himself. He'd been wearing the inhibitor for nearly a year and a half already, after the problem was originally discovered.

"Yes, but I know that you enjoy challenging yourself, and that is the absolute maximum, it might have been a shorter had your hand not been forced," Lara said to Harry, who nodded in response.

Kara sighed, she thought that this could be far worse, but after what happened on the island all of those years ago, she couldn't help but be more worried about it then she probably needed to be.

'Well, we all knew going into it that merging with the Hallows was unprecedented territory,' Andromeda concluded.

'So, if I'm understanding this right, Harry was the only one who would be able to survive uniting them to begin with?' Ginny asked and then she whistled. She knew that Harry was extraordinary, but this really took the cake.

'Yes,' Lily offered her with a smile.

'I don't know... Har's adaptable enough so this shouldn't be too much of a handicap, but it's also far from a good thing,'Faora thought. She couldn't help but thing that her powers might be making her sloppy, but perhaps sometime in the training room would verify things.

'Yes, he is, we'll get through this,' Diana stated with finality, but then her faith in her husband was absolute, and could reach that of religious fervor at times.

'Together,' Karen added through the link. She was taking some time off to relax, although naturally she couldn't relax that much. 'As long as he wears the watch for five years, he should be fine.'

'The damage will heal,' Harry confirmed after he finished reading the report. 'It was pouring too much power into the CORE before I was ready.'

'Yes, well like we said, we'll deal with this,' Diana added as she prepared herself. 'How about you meet Faora and I in one of the training rooms? We were just thinking about having a spar.'

'We're in the one closest to you,' Faora thought, figuring that point deserved clarification given that the castle was massive and had many different training rooms.

'Right, I'll see you there,' Harry mentally responded as he prepared to join two of wives.

Faora Dru-Zod quickly came to the conclusion she really had been spending too much time in the real world and not enough time honing her skills. That point was proven as Diana knocked her down to the ground after she attempted an extremely sloppy take down. She could just imagine the General calling her weak and pathetic for such an effort, not that his opinion mattered, but that was the voice that her inner criticism took.

"Not bad," Diana concluded.

"Don't sugar coat it, princess," Faora groaned as she got back up to her feet, they were having some one on one time.

She rushed forward aiming a palm strike at Diana, but Diana grabbed her hand just before she could strike.

"Telegraphed it a bit too much," Diana said as she twisted Faora's arm behind her back, then sent her down onto her face, not bothering to hold back at all.

"Noted," Faora grimaced as she was driven into the ground, Diana kneeled on her shoulder and forced her into a position that she'd be unable to easily get out of.

Harry arrived in time to watch the spar as it occurred. Even though he was not showing it outwardly, they could both tell that the fact that he had the wear the watch for such a long time and the dangers of not wearing it presented were weighing on him. Har wasn't someone who wore his emotions on his sleeve, although Diana knew him well enough to see it.

"So, your sister seems to be a bit rusty," Diana said as she stood up to her full height and Faora gave her a scowl.

"It's not nice to rub it in," Faora said as she threw her hands up in disgust, but she was smiling never the less. "So, how about it Har, want to go a few rounds with Diana?"

"Like I would ever turn down the chance," Harry said as he looked at his bonded with a smile on his face.

Faora was going to sit this one out for now, so she watched with excitement as Harry and Diana prepared for their spar with each other.

"Right, ready, set…."

Diana went for a quick punch, but Harry blocked it by punching the inside of her forearm just below the elbow. He used a surprising amount of strength, even though his powers were mostly nullified, to push her back.

The Amazon Princess gazed upon her husband with an adoring smile on her face. "The resistance training is paying off, I see."

"In dividends," Harry told her as he rushed the Amazon, but this time, she dodged his attack, showing off her amazing natural reflexes in doing so.

The two of them circled each other and tried any number of creative attacks to take each other out. Their eyes were locked firmly on each other. Diana tried to go for a kick, but Harry dropped down in a crouch and then swept his foot outwards, taking Diana's other leg out from underneath her.

Diana, even on her back, was still pretty good and she wrapped her legs around Harry. With a whoosh, she applied the body scissors around his waist and tried to take him down.

As much as Harry enjoyed his wife's legs wrapped around him, he had to break her hold. The green eyed wizard pried her legs apart and held them their. She rolled backwards managing to bounce up to her feet as Harry went for a punch, but she blocked it. Sensing a weak spot, Harry dove in for the attack.

Punch, punch, punch, and a block, then Harry was caught around the waist, but he broke her grip rather quickly. He took her legs out from underneath her once again and this time was on the other side of her. He grabbed her and applied a full nelson, making sure to lock his fingers into place. Diana managed to power out, and she pushed Harry back.

She took him down and was on top of him just like that.

"Impressive," Harry offered, but he managed to reverse the leverage and pin her to the ground.

"My turn," Faora said and Harry blocked her punch the moment she tried to nail him with it.

"Getting slow, Faora, a year ago, you would have knocked me on my arse with the first attack," Harry said.

"Maybe, you're just getting better," Faora breathed heavily as Harry did a back flip to gain some distance. It was an unnecessary movement, but never the less, it showed who was in control of the fight. The dark haired woman went towards Harry, but he grabbed her arm and twisted it once more behind her back.

"Whatever makes you sleep better at night, sis," Harry retorted as he took her down and caused her to land ass over tea kettle onto the ground.

"Well, you've been able to hold your own pretty good with Diana, given that she's been training longer than either of us," Faora said as she got up off the ground.

"Switch," Diana offered.

Faora growled but also nodded in response.

Diana was holding back a little bit, waiting for Harry to get warmed up. She rushed him once again. He barely blocked her punch and had to crouch down to avoid another punch. She avoided his attempt to sweep her legs and then grabbed him by them.

Harry broke the grip, then grabbed her around the head and flipped her straight to the ground. Diana pulled herself back up and Harry tried to take her out with a flying shoulder tackle to her side. She dodged it and Harry crashed into the padded black mats. He bounced back up with a fury, turning quickly to face her. The Amazon Princess smiled at him, encouraging him to keep going.

"Come on! You can do it," Diana stated to him and she motioned for Harry to move forward. His emerald eyes flared with intensity.

The green eyed wizard sent a snap kick towards her, she dodged his attack and they went hand to hand. She blocked his punch and he returned fire by blocking hers, then counter attacking. Both of them locked eyes with each other.

"Once again, not bad," Diana said, then she tried a take down to keep Harry on his feet.

Harry was able to stay on his feet by dodging her foot as it swung towards his leg. He dodged her follow up attacks again and again.

Eventually, Harry had worked her into the right position and Diana blinked, that couldn't be right.

"Well, you know, I should use every tool to my advantage," Harry commented as he had Diana tied up in her own lasso, a gift from her mother that was passed down to her eldest daughter.

"Very clever," Diana said grudgingly as she tried to push herself out of the tight binding and Harry grabbed her around the waist.

"I think that's an action that desires a reward," Faora commented, licking her lips at the sight of Diana's bound form. The dark haired woman's eyes were burning with lust and Diana shivered as Faora placed her hand her thigh.

"Please, please," Diana managed breathlessly and there was a second where Faora's hand teased her thigh, before she slowly draw her hand back.

"Don't worry, princess, we'll take care of you," Harry said to her and he removed her top before kissing her, with Faora working on the bottom half.

Diana closed her eyes, her arms wrapped tightly around Harry. Her bare breasts were already out and Harry grabbed them in his hands. Her large melons were squeezed firmly and she moaned, grinding herself against Harry.

Then she felt something hot and wet between her legs. Faora used her tongue to give her pleasure. While it was not as pleasant as Harry's Parseltongue stimulations, it was still quite lovely all things considered. Diana's thighs clenched together as her lover kept working over her center, licking and slurping her and causing a lovely heat to pulse between her legs.

"Oh, fuck," Diana moaned as Faora worked her tongue into her as Harry suckled on her breasts and roughly pinched her ass. That caused her juices to flow more freely into Faora's waiting mouth with the dark haired girl slurping them up in eager contentment.

'You really want this don't you, you want me to lick that dirty, filthy, Amazon twat clean, don't you, princess?' Faora projected in a half taunting tone and this caused Diana's pussy to clench. 'Just getting you warmed up for Har's massive cock to pound you into jelly.'

'Yes, fuck,' Diana managed as Harry hovered in front of her and she greedily captured his erect cock in her mouth.

Getting a blow job whilst floating in mid air was an amazing feeling, especially at Diana's skilled mouth blowing him like there was no tomorrow.

The dark haired woman closed her lips around Harry tightly and she applied the super powered suction needed to give him pleasure. Her talented Amazon mouth worked him over and his grunts of pleasure indicated that there was pure magic.

Harry grunted as he shoved his cock into her mouth and his balls tightened after many moments of her mouth going to work on him.

He spurted a load down her gullet, with Diana hungrily slurping up all of the seed that he had to offer to her. The wizard was shooting load after load of his essence down her throat and the Amazon lapped it up like a dying woman.

Diana pulled away from him and some of her husband's cum had dribbled onto her chin and lips. Faora slowly lifted herself up from Diana's cunt, her Amazon juices dripping from the Kryptonian female's face.

"Here, let me clean that up for you," Faora purred as he grabbed Diana around the face and kissed her hungrily.

Harry felt his cock grow harder than it was before at this erotic display. Both dark haired females were licking and slurping the juices off of each other's faces.

Faora spun around and grabbed Harry roughly around his iron hard cock. She gave him an intense hand job for a moment.

"I think you're now ready for the ride of your life," Faora whispered hotly in his ear as she pumped him teasingly a few more times.

"Ride my cock like it's the only thing that matters," Harry growled as he hoisted up Faora by his fingers.

She hovered out of his reach and went to the tip top of the room. She measured Harry's cock as it stood erect, prepared for her.

With another fluid motion, Harry felt Faora slam down onto his large cock, her walls squeezing it as she pressed down onto him, her strong pelvic muscles connecting against his.

"FUCK!" Harry groaned as Faora's walls clenched him as the dark haired beauty rode him up and down. She was getting the very most out of his cock as it pressed between her walls. The beauty was really attempting to cause him to feel the pleasure. She closed her eyes and felt his cock pulse between her walls.

"You know…you love that," Faora said as she worked him over, rocking her pussy against her rod.

Diana fingered herself at the erotic display of Faora fucking Harry into the ground, her hips rotating against his in a brilliant display as the two of them worked back and forth against each other. He took her nice breasts and squeezed them.

"FUCK!" Faora mewled as Harry's hands played with her breasts, squeezing them and tempted them.

Diana suddenly was bound on her hands and knees. It was so quick that she pretty much blinked and he was there, behind her, his length teasing her entrance.

"Relax, Princess, you're going to feel so good," Harry growled as he ran his finger down her puckered ass hole.

Diana felt herself get excited at the feel of his cock wedged between her cheeks. It was big and with his Metamorphmagus powers, he could make it even bigger than it naturally was, although very few women could handle more than twelve inches.

"Fucking do it," Diana said as she looked over her shoulder, smoldering lust burning through her eyes.

Harry licked her ass briefly causing juices to spill from her pussy. Then with her ass lubricated nicely, Harry rammed into her tight hole.

Diana closed her eyes as his massive cock tore her apart. He was taking out all of his aggressions over the last couple of days on her ass and that was a pretty good thing. Harry's balls slapped against her thighs as he sawed into her from behind. His cock went pretty far into her ass as her hot anal walls tightened around it.

Harry pinched her nipples which caused her to squeal and twisted them as well. His cock worked into her anus and each slap of his balls against her cheeks made her feel so good.

"FUCK ME!" Faora begged as she was turned over and Harry had her down pinned onto the ground. His cock speared so deep into her dripping hot center that it was nearly pushing her walls completely apart. The dark haired woman breathed as Harry rammed his cock into her, driving her down into the ground. The woman's nails sank deeply into him.

Harry smiled as she grabbed his biceps, using her inner muscles to really work him over. His balls slapped against her thighs as Harry sped up his thrusts into her. The look in her eyes caused his loins to throb with pleasure and desire. Her hips lifted up to meet his thrusts.

Faora felt so good as her brother's cock impaled into her body. She tightened her walls around him and she milked him with her walls. Harry grabbed her hips and kept pumping into her from behind. The woman's eyes flooded over as she clenched him.

Harry held onto her hips and worked his thick prick as far into her as he watched his other self spear his thick hot member into Diana's hot buns. The Amazon Princess clenched his rod between her cheeks, trying to get him off with her expert motions.

"Oh fuck," Diana moaned as she waited for a flood of cum to occur in her ass and the dupe was not going to disappoint her in the slightest. His huge cock pressed into her ass as it spurted a huge load of cum.

Diana pulled back, cum spilling from her ass after he unloaded the load into her. The thick white spunk dripped from her ass.

Harry made a motion and Diana obeyed, positioning herself where her ass was above Faora's mouth so Faora could lick Har-Zod's cum straight from her ass.

Harry cupped her pussy and felt it. Diana felt the heat rising from her smoldering hot cunt and Harry's cock was hovering above her.

"Please, Harry," Diana moaned as Faora licked her ass as the original model of Harry speared into the Kryptonian's tight cunt. The woman's eyes closed as Faora was hammered.

Harry obliged one of his Amazon wives, ramming into her pussy. His spear filled her all the way up and she really closed her eyes tightly. His fingers intertwined around his hair, encouraging him to go deeper.

Diana felt the push of his throbbing meat, touching all the way into her womb as Faora was licking her asshole clean.

"Damn, this is so fucking hot," Harry groaned as Faora's snug snatch wrapped around him and he hung onto her thighs, giving her a good hard fucking.

Faora knew that Harry needed this and she could feel Diana's warm ass rubbed up against her face. The Kryptonian was having a ball with her brother's cock fucking her senseless as she was giving the beautiful Amazon Princess a rimjob as she sat on her face, while another Har-Zod fucked her in her cunt.

Harry grabbed Diana's breasts, signifying his ownership. Diana moaned as he continued to cup her breasts, causing sexual fire to burn through her body.

"Oh yes, fucking molest those tits!" Diana shrieked at the top of her lungs. Harry was fairly happy to oblige her request as well, his cock spearing into her.

Their actions continued to escalate through a fever pitch as Harry buried himself deep between her thighs. His balls were loaded with cum and about ready to explode any moment now.

The two enjoyed their actions with each other until Harry hung onto her hips and slammed into her, spurting his cum deep into her pussy. The woman clenched him hard and his seed spurted between her legs, filling her up with every drop of cum.

Faora and Diana were put through the paces, but they were certain that it allowed Harry to work out some aggressions that he had been feeling. They hadn't brought up recent events that happened, but they knew and were glad that he was getting his head together.

'So, how are you?' Alura asked, there was a tentative nervousness in her voice.

Harry smiled. 'Well, I'm a bit better now, although I still have a lot of work to do.'

Given the state that he left Faora and Diana in, he felt that he worked through a lot of his aggressions. The past night….well, it was something that wouldn't be leaving his mind any time soon.

'Can you and Peve meet me in the lowest basement?' Harry thought as he made his way down there and he knew that they would be joining him quickly.

"Well, that was quite frankly a nightmare, but at least it's out of the way," Daphne stated as she walked next to Harrison and Bellatrix as they left the Ministry of Magic in London.

"Yes, it was, but at least the idiots are pacified by the most simplistic of explanations," Bellatrix concluded. She could see how Riddle got one over on the rest of the world, because they were the type of people that were easily led.

Harrison smiled. "I don't know about you two, I'm hungry."

"Well, when I'm with you, I'm always hungry for something," Bellatrix said with lust burning through her violet eyes as they locked onto Harry and she licked her lips.

"Subtlety is obviously not one of your strong points," Daphne commented with thinly veiled agitation present in her voice.

"Well, you do look rather subtle when you have Har-Zod's cock halfway down your throat," Bellatrix said sweetly.

"More than halfway actually," Daphne countered with a smug smile as they made their way down the street, Bellatrix wrapping her arm around Harrison's waist for a brief moment.

"Ladies, behave," Harrison commented to them with a smile.

"Are you going to spank us Har?" Bellatrix asked as she walked a bit ahead of him, wiggling her tight ass for emphasis.

"You would get off on that, Bellatrix, so I'll need to think of alternate forms of punishment to get certain lessons to sink in," Harrison said.

"Naturally, variation is something that's important, especially with someone like you," Daphne commented as Harrison wrapped his other arm around the blonde and she smiled.

Harrison smiled, he could see that there were times where Daphne needed some stress relief after all she did. Granted, she was pretty good at what she did, but there were times where she could really get agitated by the presence of idiots. She might have taken a bit longer than Harry and Hermione did to get their NEWTs, but she passed it with the top marks, a bit behind Harry, Kara, and Diana, but a fair bit ahead of Hermione, who'd scored better then Riddle and Dumbledore. She'd always had the potential, but motivation was needed as well to achieve that position.

"So, there's this place down the block where…." Harry paused mid sentence to look over his shoulder, he could feel a presence nearby and it wasn't a friendly one.

'Heads up,' Harrison thought to both Daphne and Bellatrix.

'What…' Daphne thought, but then the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. The blonde nearly stopped short, confused and she knew that she wasn't going to like what was going to happen next.

'Keep walking, pretend that you don't notice anything off,' Harrison thought to both of the girls.

Harrison knew who was following him, hoping that he would lead him to Morgaine. The curse….well, the curse was such that he believed that he needed to eliminate Morgaine to be free of it. The green eyed wizard kept walking forward, before nearly skidded to a stop. He looked over his shoulder.

He managed to slow down time all around him, by activating a time dilation bubble.

Harrison allowed three duplicates to split off. One of the dupes slowly morphed into the form of Daphne, with the short blonde hair, vibrant blue eyes, large breasts, long legs, and tight ass, dressed in robes. The other one morphed into Bellatrix, who had a figure that rivaled if not slightly outclassed Daphne, due to her age. The third remind a perfect duplicate of Harrison.

'Damn, I look hot,' Bellatrix said as she shamelessly checked out her own ass.

'Bella, focus,' Harrison thought to her sternly and she fell back in line. The chameleon spells should be able to shield them for a little while, at least until he could figure out what Blood was doing.

Once he was sure that everything was in place, he dropped the time dilation field around them. Harrison looked over his shoulder, waiting for that moment of truth, which was almost upon him.

'Okay, try not to make any sudden movements,' Harrison told both of the girls and they looked extremely serious. 'Apparate behind him, now.'

Daphne, Harrison, and Bellatrix popped into place behind the man. Now Harrison could properly see him, with his X-Ray vision focused firmly on his back.

'The moment of truth is now,' Harrison thought to himself and he clenched his fist. He saw Jason Blood move in, getting closer and closer.

Bellatrix waited for the signal and she lifted her hand into the air. She was about ready to attack the person from the side, but only on Harrison's signal. His green eyes flared with a certain amount of intensity. There was a few seconds where Harrison waited, pausing, preparing, getting ready for what was going to happen next.

Blood took another step forward and Harrison lifted his hand as Bellatrix did. Daphne prepared to bring up a shield that would block off the exit to and from the ally, as well as keep anyone nearby from noticing what was happening within it.

Harrison nailed him with a high impact attack to the side. He knew that in the back of his mind, the demon would not be taken down from such a sudden attack, but he also knew that this attack would get his attention.

"You should not have done that, now you're going to get squashed flat," Blood commented as his eyes began to burn. "Gone, gone, form of man, rise the demon….ETRIGAN!"

The demon was a hideous sight to say the very least, with a face that not even a mother could love. He had rough looking sallow yellow skin and pointed ears, with dangerous red glowing eyes, and sharp teeth. His red cloak stretched over his body, as his putrid gaze burned towards Harry's face.

"Where is the witch?"

"Not here," Harrison stated as he levitated some rocks, super charged them with kinetic energy, and hurled them at the demon with rapid fire fury.

The demon punched through the flying rocks and Bellatrix slashed her hand downwards. The demon backed off, as she tried to slice him to ribbons but unfortunately, the dark curse that would have torn someone apart barely had any effect on him.

"Nothing more dangerous than a paper cut to me, if you think you can defeat me, well that's a notion where you will soon see the futility," Etrigan commented as he tried to shoot fire at Bellatrix, but she did a duck and roll to avoid being barbequed.

Harrison flicked his wrist and as a results, spikes shot up from the ground, in an attempt to impale his enemy with extreme prejudice. He felt his claws swipe at him, but he dodged the attacks before he was cut by them.

"You think…."

Bellatrix and Harrison managed to back him off with a combined attack, both spells struck him hard. The blinding lights only deterred the demon for a moment.

"I will not allow you to pass, you will bring forth to me the witch, or I will make you my…."

Harrison's fist nailed the demon in the face so hard it slammed to the side, but the demon fought back in an attempt to take him down, hurling him off. He had never fought an enemy this strong before outside of the nine hells, so he relished the opportunity to do so now. The demon jumped into the air and tried to hammer him with a punch, but Harrison blocked his super powerful fist.

"You are quick, but your attacks, they will not stick," the demon stated as he picked his shots wisely for another attack.

The demon's bravado was strong, Harrison would give him that, but it was not as if he was completely invincible. Grabbing him by the arm he locked it against his left elbow, then snapped the bone with his right.

"You have had a good fight, but that is all, for tonight!" Etrigan howled as he broke away from Harrison, driving towards Daphne he knocked her off to the side, causing her to land with a sinister thud.

This caused her spells to break and Harrison tried to bring down the full force of his powers upon him, but a portal had already opened and Etrigan slipped off through it, escaping to fight another day.

Harrison had several scratches, bumps, and bruises, but he ignoring them he moved quickly towards Daphne who was down on the ground.

He bent down and helped Daphne to her feet.

"How are you?" Harry asked her.

"I've been better," Daphne said as blood poured out of the side of her mouth.

Harrison looked up and he knew that the demon would return. Next time, he would be ready but the problem was so would Etrigan.

Jaime made her way down to the sub-basement of Castle Peverell, there was a lot of curiosity running through her mind. She was wondering what in the hell Harry, Peve, and Alura were up to. Hell, she wouldn't even know whether or not they were down there, had Lara not informed her about the fact that they were.

She was walking with a purpose, Jaime had information in her hand that Harry needed to see and the dark haired woman raised her hand to slowly knock upon the door. There was a long pause and there was a sense that she was going to have to wait. Jaime craned her ear towards the door and she tapped on the door one more time.

She was about ready to leave, but then a calm voice said the word from the other side. "Enter."

Jaime made her way inside and saw Harry hunched over something on a table that was half covered. She could tell that he was deep at work with whatever it was.

"Hey, Jaime, come in and sit down," Harry offered her as he levitated a comfortable looking chair in front of her path. Jaime sat down in the chair next to him, in good grace, with a smile on her face.

"So….how are you holding up?" Jaime asked Harry and he smiled at his counterpart.

"Good enough," Harry told her with a shrug and Jaime smiled. "What do you have for me?"

Jaime was prompt to answer, dropping the papers in front of him. "Nyssa, has some information for you, regarding the man who killed Neville."

There was a second where Jaime could have sworn that she got a visible reaction from him, but there was nothing more then a flicker in his eyes. He just held the paper in his hand, mildly scanning his eyes over it. The green eyes of the Boy-Who-Lived flashed for a brief moment as did so.

"So, what are you working on?" The-Girl-Who-Lived asked Harry, deciding to steer this conversation away from potentially depressing waters, because it was starting to get pretty close to being that way.

It was Alura who answered. "It's a combat nanosuit, based on a Kryptonian design, Harry's been trying to adapt it using state of the art human technology."

"Which, is more than stone age compared to Kryptonian," Lara chimed in as she showed up then to join them. "But, then again, you know Harry, he likes a challenge."

"Yes indeed, we know and love him it, in fact," Alura offered them with a smile on her face.

"Is this?…Who invented this suit…."

"Well, it was something that the two of us worked on together while on Krypton, although obviously, the great and powerful Jor-El got credit for its completion by the Science Council," Alura commented and there was a sense of bitterness present in her voice.

'The fucking Council,' Kara chimed in grumpily. 'Made up of a bunch of grumpy old men, who couldn't see past the end of their nose and didn't even know that it was possible for females to do anything productive in their life.'

'Kind of reminds me of the Ministry of Magic before we cleaned it out,' Daphne added.

'Although, that still work in progressed,' Amelia contributed with a tense tone. It seemed like there was something about waving a wand that caused people to feel the need to do something completely and utterly stupid. The redhead closed her eyes.

'Well, just keep working on it, if anyone can make any headway, it's you, Amy,' Harry told her encouragingly as he went back to his project.

"And I don't even know why Jor-El is even credited for half of the things that he is credited for," Jaime stated.

"Well, the fact that his family name could have something to do with that, he was well connected and loved by many, well, at least his father was. I think he inherited that reputation even though he wasn't the most social of people," Harry said.

'Yes, well liked, and well loved, until he started telling the truth that the planet was going to blow up, which they didn't want to hear,' Faora added.

'Most politicians don't like to hear the truth about something going wrong, they'd rather just bury their heads,' Penny said wisely. 'True in the Mundane World, true in the Magical, obviously true on alien planets as well it looks like.'

'Hear, hear,' Amanda cheered with a smug little smile.

'Yes indeed,' Harry commented, but he had a few other things to do. His green eyes locked forward and he stared at a holographic view screen in front of him.

"Still, compared to Peve, he really isn't much of anything," Jaime said and there was a moment where Faora chimed in from the bond.

'Bit of a Neanderthal really compared to Peve,'

"Yes, but…." Jaime continued, only for the woman in question to jump in.

"The Council never really liked me during my early years, a female shouldn't be a scientific prodigy, it's just not done," Peve offered to them tensely. "My father was fortunately well connected and he knew that I would never be able to grow under the thumb of the Council, who even then were being difficult and stubborn. Therefore, I was sent to Earth and….well, you do recall what happened from there don't you?"

"I do indeed," Harry said as he grabbed the young woman's hand and squeezed it, causing her to smile at him brightly.

'Yes, I'm seeing how much history glosses over Rowena and I, trust me, you're in good company,' Helga continued. They had spent most of the last two years incognito helping Minerva revamp Hogwarts. It was appalling how much the standards had fallen.

'Yes, well, if it wasn't for that little bitch fight between Salazar and Godric then Riddle and Dumbledore, we would have been more well known, instead of being the two bastard stepchild houses of Hogwarts,' Rowena said. She was angered at how much of her precious book collection was lost to time, due to being too dangerous and not approved by Ministry regulations.

Such a thing wouldn't have been possible during their time, because one didn't have to wait for the approval of a committee, who then had to be approved by another committee, who then had to be signed off by a council, who then had to be approved by another committee, which the Minister of Magic picked, to publish a fucking book.

Then again, up until Amelia became Minister, the Ministry was afraid that people would end up being smarter than the people in charge. Granted, that was not a hard feat but still.

"I have many inventions of mine own, as you've seen," Alura stated to Harry, who nodded.

"Brilliant as well," Harry offered and Alura flushed, looking pretty pleased with herself.

"Never went to the Council, because Zor-El would have taken credit for them," Alura said as she crossed her arms. She hated that arranged marriage, but her father was never quite interested in her feelings. She'd always been judged a bit of a misfit due to her mystical abilities, not like her two older sisters, who were killed in the destruction of Kandor along with Zod's first wife and son.

Kara was the only good thing to come out of that union and she was really glad that she turned out nothing like Zor-El. Of course, given Faora's influence, who had a hand in guiding Kara to grow into the strong young woman that she was.

"Yes….whilst Jor-El never took direct credit, he didn't speak up on my behalf when the Council talked about how it was his brilliance that helped me formulate my own inventions," Lara said as she threw back her blonde hair and gave a very long and prominent sigh.

"Despite the fact that you were the brilliant one in that relationship," Harry told Lara and the blonde offered a smile as she leaned back for a moment.

"Yes, entirely," Lara commented as she placed her finger on the edge of her mouth. "Then again, the point is moot."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "How so?"

Peve was the one who jumped in with a smile on her face. "Well, you're far smarter than Jor-El. Who managed to only build a life pod that was only large enough to house an infant, real brilliant idea that one."

Harry was not going to say anything about that, but he couldn't help but smile. The dark haired wizard continued tinkering with the suit.

"So, this is information about the guy who…took out Neville," Jaime said, she felt that she needed to be careful not to trigger Harry's temper. She could tell that he was working on the suit as a way to keep himself calm. He looked over his shoulder towards Jaime.

"Thank you," Harry told Jaime as he took it. He didn't really pay that much attention to it the first time she offered it, but now that his mind was on it, he looked it over more thoroughly.

He was trying not to think about what happened, because he had this feeling that whoever sent this message, was trying keep him unbalanced.

"So, it's been a while since we've had a chance to get together," Jaime whispered as she rubbed his shoulders and smiled as she looked in her double's green eyes. Harry leaned back towards her.

Lara and Alura left them for a moment, they had a couple of other things to attend to.

"Yes, it's been too long," Peve added as she placed her hand on her hand on Harry's thigh with a smile. The Kryptonian looked at Harry with her chocolate hair falling in front of her face, while her vibrant emerald green eyes stared into Harry's. The dark haired woman watched him with a smile etched upon her face.

"Yes, it has," Harry offered as he pulled Jaime onto his lap and kissed her madly. The dark haired woman closed her eyes and returned the kiss with equal fervor, his arms wrapping around her. Her legs draped over his hips as he kept kissing her.

Peve sat on the other side of Harry, the three of them might as well have been indulging in themselves, given that they resembled triplets.

Jaime worked her tongue into her lover's mouth, running her hands all the way down his back. Harry kissed back with her, cupping her backside in his hands. He felt its firmness underneath his hands and he felt Peve go down low.

"I missed this," Peve purred hungrily as she kept stroking his cock, making it grow in her hand.

"It's missed you," Harry grunted as Peve kept pumping his length up and down, making him feel really good.

Peve wrapped her juicy lips around his cock, sliding herself all the way down until she touched his pubic bone. The woman blew him as Harry leaned back.

Jamie pulled her skirt off to reveal her shaven pussy. Harry grabbed her by the thighs and greedily licked her dripping hot cunt.

"Oh fuck, oh yes, oh fuck!" Jaime panted as Harry kept working his tongue deep into her hot cunt. She rubbed her pussy against his mouth and Harry kept munching on her. The wizard was really putting her through the paces and she could not even keep her head up.

Peve kept her mouth around his shaft, using every single trick that she knew and some that she made up on the fly on him. Her hand wrapped around his balls and she fondled them.

Harry hungrily tasted the pussy of his double and felt that Peve was really working him over. His cock went down her throat and she almost gagged on it. It made things feel more erotic as Jaime moaned and came on his face.

Like a dying man, Harry lapped up the juices that oozed from his sister's pussy like they were the life blood that sustained him. His cock throbbed as Peve now decided to work her hips around his cock.

Peve got a slight taste of her lover but after that round she wanted even more. She wanted the entire package. His cock speared into her, stretching out her hot and moist walls. The wizard felt her tighten around him as she kept riding him down.

"So good," Peve moaned as Jaime played with her breasts. Her super warm cunt was being violated by this huge cock. She impaled herself onto him and whimpered, her eyes flooded over with a supreme amount of desire etched within her eyes.

"Oh, you haven't felt anything yet," Jaime stated as she used her skills with her tongue to stimulate Peve's juicy nipples.

Peve's head reared back as the female version licked and suckled on her nipples and breasts whilst the male version hammered her tightening cunt from underneath. There was a loud and lustful moan as she kept working her hips around him, spearing her walls around him. His cock was squeezed with her tightening vice like grip of a pussy.

"Oh, fuck, yes, yes," Jaime moaned as Harry licked her walls. His tongue got longer inside her, and slithered inside her cunt. It touched every area and her nerve endings exploded into a never ending explosion of pleasure.

Harry was having a ball, Peve's tanned thighs worked down onto his balls and they slapped against them. His balls pressed up against her thigh and she kept riding him like a prize.

Peve came hard, she was really….she was really losing it. She had felt this cock many times before and every time, Harry stepped up his effort.

'I'm sure you're going to lose it, but keep it together, I'm not done yet,' Harry grunted as his thick length speared her between her walls.

Peve worked her hips down upon him, groaning and moaning as his cock continued to bury itself even deeper between her walls. She felt the pleasure as he worked her over. She held onto his shoulders and rode his throbbing length. The dark haired woman clenched him as she rocked back and forth onto him. The woman's walls squeezed him as she kept working him over.

Jaime felt her pussy being licked even more and she could tell that Peve needed to tag out. That much was obvious when Peve slid off of Harry's cock and slumped back, her legs spread. There was a whimpering moan and her legs spread. There was a few seconds where her thighs spread and Jaime got off Harry's face, slowly crawled over his body, rubbing every single inch of her flesh over his body, brushing against his cock as she situated herself, thighs spread.

Harry parted her hot walls and prepared to play with her folds. His cock pressed up against her lips and Harry prepared to enter her. His cock was about inside her and Harry wrapped his arms around her body.

Jaime felt Harry's huge rod ram into her from behind. His cock stretched her out and she panted heavily as Harry worked into her tightening cunt like a jackhammer, spearing her over and over again. She panted as Harry went into her. Her walls clenched him and she milked his invading tool with everything that he was worth. His green eyes continued to flow with determination as she clutched her breasts.

"Damn baby, so…fucking hot," Harry grunted as Jaime's face was indulging herself in Peve's hot and warm juices. Harry helped up the path as much as he could and the hot woman's face was munching on the delicious cunt.

He held onto her hips and kept burying himself into her. These walls clutched his tool and Harry grunted as he kept spearing himself as far into her.

Jaime's tongue kept lapping up Peve and she was driven wild by the combination of sensations. Harry rode himself into her juicy hot cunt, working over until it quivered beneath his efforts. The emerald eyes of Harry Potter continued to burn with lust.

Peve panted, she was waiting for Harry's cock once more but Jaime's tongue, that would be so fucking amazing. She bucked her hips upwards to meet the probing motions that her tongue offered. There was a heavy amount of panting as she felt the tongue continue to dig into her dripping hot cunt.

He shifted gears and started to take her in the ass.

'She loves that, naturally,' Harry thought hungrily as he pinched her ass cheeks together and kept working into his lover. He delivered a jackhammer like blow to her ass, working into her. Her anal walls closed around him and Harry kept staying the course, working her over like she was nothing. She panted even more heavily with Harry picking up a steady pace.

Jaime was not going to disagree with that, in fact, she eagerly encouraged the next anal violation. Her walls stroked his thick hard cock and she whimpered as Harry buried himself as far deep into her as he could. His balls throbbed and he was about to release his hot juices into her warm buns.

Harry pushed into her and unloaded, spurting rope after rope of hot cum on her ass.

"Oh, that looks good," Peve managed as she decided to start feasting on the cum that was oozing from Jaime's ass.

Her pussy was parted and ready, so Harry was going to take her anew.

'Oh fuck, Har!' Peve shrieked at the top of her lungs as she felt his cock penetrate her walls, feeling the rush explode into her. Fireworks rattled in her eyes.

Harry smiled as he kept hanging onto her waist, as he buried into her. Her walls wrapped around his prick as he watched her do the completely erotic action of eating his own cum off of Jaime's ass.

Jaime fingered herself as she felt Peve's actions. Even though she had been fucked for a long time in both holes, she was still as horny as hell.

Harry grabbed Peve around the hips and speared into her. The woman's walls tightened around him and milked each thrust. There was a combination of moaning as Harry's massive cock continued to go deep into her.

His member assaulted her dripping hot cunt and Jaime was rolled over so Peve could use her tongue to return the favor from earlier in her pussy. Jaime lifted her hips up, feeling Peve's hand clutching her thighs. She panted hungrily as the tongue continued to speed up with a few swipes of her cunt.

"Yes, oh yes," Jaime whimpered as her tongue kept stroking her body.

Harry watched this erotic sight, his balls throbbed, and he could feel their weight. Eventually something had to give and he would keep up the actions. He slid as far into her as he could and then pulled out. He could tell that his cock touched places that she never thought would be possible. The woman grabbed onto the table and whimpered.

"Cum…please cum," Peve moaned as she used her pussy as a vice clamp. She milked her man's prick until he could take no more.

All three lovers saw stars and offered a few minutes pause as they took a long break with each other.

'Harry, are you there?' Hermione thought to him, tentatively biting down on her lip.

'Yes, Hermione, what is it?' Harry asked, he had Jaime snuggled on one side of him and Peve snuggled on the other.

'I was keeping an eye on your e-mail just like you asked and…..there's an e-mail from Bruce Wayne, he's asking if you'd be able to meet him at your earliest convenience. What should I….'

Harry paused, he was intrigued by this and he wanted to know what was happening.

'Hermione, it's fine, I'll meet with him, send him a reply and say that I'll meet him at the RAO Corporation building in an hour, third meeting room on the first floor. Give him the directions, I know you know where it is,' Harry told Hermione.

'Right, master,' Hermione said with a nod, she shook her head and prepared to do as Harry requested. She was rather curious about what was going on, although she had continued researching the make of gun which Neville got shot with.

So far, no luck, it appeared to be specially made or extremely rare, Hermione didn't know which it was and the fact she didn't? It frustrated her to no end.

Diana was looking sharp in the outfit that she was wearing. She had her sleek long black hair was tied back in a ponytail and she was wearing a pair of glasses. She wore a blue blouse and a grey business jacket over it. Her blouse was modest enough to offer a degree of professionalism, yet she left the top two buttons undone to hint at the treasures beneath. She frowned as she found the length of the skirt a bit too constraining and she'd almost tripped due to it. She cursed Man's World for having the standards that they did on modesty, but then again, some of them had body image issues.

Something that wasn't even a definition in the Amazon World.

"So, Wayne will be up here in about ten minutes," Pam said, she was wearing a tight green top that showcased her cleavage and a green skirt along with a green pair of high heel boots. It was the closest she could get to match the shade of her husband's eyes.

"Yes, in a few minutes," Harry confirmed, then Pam slowly popped a strawberry into his mouth.

She had heard about what happened and she knew that were shield charms which could block bullets, Harry was quick witted enough to use one, but it still made her worry a little bit. She wondered why Neville didn't use a shield charm like that, but then again, people did not think properly in chaotic circumstances. It was a lot easier to look at the situation and find a logical solution from the sidelines, than what most did in the heat of battle.

It was something that many people forgot.

"Harry, Bruce Wayne is arriving at the door," Penny said over the intercom system. "Do you want me to have him searched?"

"No, the building's wards would have told me if he had anything concealed on him that might pose a threat, Penny," Harry told her as Pam shifted in his lap.

"And if he tried anything, I don't think he would last very long," Diana told them calmly, crack his knuckles her knuckles.

"I don't know about that, he's tougher than he looks," Harry said knowingly. Rumors had reached his ears of an event that happened last night, but naturally he wasn't going to confront Bruce about it. He was going to wait to see how it played out.

There was a knock on the door. Harry craned his neck and paused to build the necessary amount of anticipation.

"Enter."

Harry nudged Pamela and the woman slid off of her lap with grace and a bit of reluctance. Bruce Wayne entered the office.

"Harry, it's good to see you," Bruce stated in a low and serious voice as he extended a hand to Harry who shook it.

Harry looked into his eye for a second. He was pleased to see he wasn't doing the complete full stop airhead billionaire façade with him. That would be an insult to his intelligence, among many other things. The two of them locked eyes.

"You as well Bruce, have a seat," Harry told him and the man nodded graciously.

He could see Harry's bodyguard's eyes lock onto him, not that he was going to try anything. Although, he was actually curious who was more dangerous of the two. Harry had the kind of body that was only achieved through careful and constant training.

Pamela, knowing that this meeting wouldn't likely need her input, edged over to a computer off to the side of the desk and stared to play minesweeper, while Harry and Bruce had their business conversation with each other.

Harry was the one who broke the ice with an extremely simple question. "So, is there something that I can help you with?"

Bruce nodded with a calm expression etched on his face. "I'm hoping that's the case, but first I wanted offer my condolences about your loss. I understand you and Mr. Longbottom were practically brothers."

"Thank you," Harry said. It could have been Neville, who'd been chosen by Riddle that fateful night and who knows how different all of their lives would have been if that was the case. Honestly though, he figured that he'd somehow have ended up being the one responsible for taking him out in the end, even if Neville had been marked.

Bruce cut to the chase, because he knew that Harry was a busy man with many responsibilities. He offered him a vial, alongside a chemical analysis report "I have a friend who managed to acquire this."

"A friend?" Harry offered as he half raised an eyebrow, curiosity getting the better of him, but he didn't say anything further, at least not right away.

"Yes, well, I've been unable to make heads or tails of it, but I do know that it's a unique chemical compound," Bruce commented and Pamela's ears perked up as she shifted over from the game that she was playing.

"And given that I have a doctorate in chemistry, you naturally thought I should be able to make heads or tails or what's going on here?" Harry inquired lightly and Bruce nodded.

"Let's take a look at what you have," Pamela said as she looked at the entirely complicated and utterly muddled mess of figures and compounds listed there in the report.

It took some studying with Harry and Pamela putting their heads together, but after a while they were able to sort through it and come to a conclusion.

"On it's own, it's not really dangerous," Harry murmured and Pamela was the one who chimed in next.

"Added to an already created chemical however, it has the potential to be quite dangerous," Pamela stated, before she turned a questioning gaze towards Bruce. "Your friend….he brought it to Wayne Industries?"

"Yes, we spent the last twenty four hours trying to study it, to no avail, there's nothing in any database that would could find," Bruce explained.

"That's because there hasn't been anything created like this, well until now that is," Harry informed him. "You take a chemical like this and add it to anything, like say heroin for instance. The already devastating side effects are even more devastating and it also adds something else to it…."

"It masks it, standardized drug tests wouldn't pick it up, about the only thing that could pick it up by human means would be an autopsy," Pamela concluded grimly.

Bruce thought this little discovery, well this added a lot more questions than it did answers. He was rather curious.

"Tell your friend, that he should be careful to keep his eyes peeled for this. I'll keep my ears open and if I hear anything from the grapevine I'll let you know," Harry told Bruce and he nodded.

Bruce had a feeling that Harry might not have bought the story about the mysterious friend, but that just proved that he had to get a bit better with his deception. His training had taught him all about deception and misdirection, but there were times where he thought that he could learn a few lessons from Harry in both of those arts.

Harry raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Is that all?"

Bruce inclined his head briefly with a smile of his own. "For now."

Bruce walked out of the office and Pamela turned to Harry no sooner then he did. She didn't say anything however, since it was Diana who brought up the next point.

"So, the plot thickens," Diana whispered to Harry.

"Yes, I'm pretty sure there's some kind of plot with an end game running," Harry said as he reached into his bag and looked at the sealed file Jaime had brought to him.

He had a little business to take care of, once he was finished, he was going to track down more information on this new bane of his existence.

"So, we've pretty much confirmed Blood's after you," Lucretia stated from where she was hunched over an extremely complex potion that Morgaine was walking her through. The blonde former Malfoy thought that many people wouldn't even attempt it, but she was the type of person who enjoyed a challenge.

"Yes, the only reason he's after Harrison was because his name is the one that the prime model used in the past, so in his simplistic mind, he's putting two and two together," Morgaine stated with a scathing tone.

"Yes, the demon hopes to trap me, thinking that he can use me as bait to lead Morgaine to him," Harrison added as he kept working on the runes that was in front of him.

Lucretia's face shifted into an expression of disbelief. "Doesn't he realize that you're not easily trapped?"

"Desperate men do exceedingly stupid things," Morgaine told them as she looked over Lucretia's work. "You want a little less newt eyes my dear, too much will destabilize the potion."

"Right, thanks," Lucretia told her with a smile across her face as she craned her neck and waited to see what the witch would do next.

Morgaine pondered, Blood had been chasing after her for a very long time now. He was a bit of a fool then, he was a bit of a fool now.

"His curse cannot be lifted until he kills me, Merlin made sure of that, so he just can't let things go," Morgaine commented acidly.

"Is there any way…."

"I'm sure there might be, but the problem is that he's bound to the creature and as long as he is, he's basically immortal," Morgaine stated without a second thought as she locked her eyes onto Harry. "He will keep stalking you every single moment he lives, for it was not a secret that you and I are lovers."

"Yes, there is that," Harrison agreed, wondering what he was going to have to do to deal with the demon and it wouldn't be an easy answer.

"I can avoid him easily enough, with my ability to phase between this world and the next, due to my heritage," Morgaine offered and Harrison nodded as he double checked his work on the rune. "However, as you may know, it's quite bothersome to keep that up for too long."

"And he cannot sense you when you're behind any protective barriers," Harry said to her and Morgaine offered him a stiff nod as she folded her hands together.

Lucretia was doing a great job in brewing the Potion, but then again, she was an expert Potion's Mistress, someone who was not going to screw up. The OWL and NEWT scores had increased several times over since she'd started teaching at Hogwarts. Even old Horace Slughorn didn't achieve that results that good and despite his weird quirks, he was a pretty adept Potion's master in his own right.

"So, this potion….remind me what it does again?" Lucretia asked and Harrison offered her a smile. He figured that it would be prudent to walk her through the process.

Harrison paused with a smile, he was the type of person who enjoyed building suspense, even past the point of reason. "Well, the fact of the matter is that were going to use a two-step process to trap Etrigan and Blood by extension."

Harrison looked over his shoulder for a brief second, he was almost certain he could feel the demon's claws on the wards, but it would take him decades to even crack the surface of them. Still, it was an ominous feel.

"So, the fool's trying to break through, he must be more desperate than I thought," Morgaine told Harrison and there was a moment where his eyes locked onto hers. She knew better than to say much more when this happened. "Do continue."

"Yes, once that potion is finished, the completed rune stone will be placed in it to soak," Harrison stated. "And then the next time Blood or the Demon shows his ugly snout around me, we'll be ready for him."

'Laying a trap, good, hopefully it's one it hurts,' Daphne chimed in. She didn't take too kindly to being attacked.

'Well, I'll endeavor to do my best to make sure that it does,' Harrison told Daphne.

'You are okay, aren't you?' Astoria asked Daphne and she offered her young sister a smile, as pained as it might be.

'I'll survive, trust me,' Daphne commented as she cracked her neck then sighed long and hard. The blonde was preparing herself to get back to work. The Demon had taken a slight swipe at her, but it was nothing compared to the bumps and bruises Harrison suffered, so it could have been worse.

"All we must do is bait the trap and…."

"Say no more," Harrison told Morgaine as prepared himself for the upcoming battle. He knew what was going to be on the line and he knew that he had to focus.

Half of the battle would be won when he got out there. The battle wasn't over though, not yet, but he would go into it as prepared as he possibly could be.

The rune had to sit in the potion for seventy two hours to ensure that it worked as it should and it bonded properly with it. Then he would have the perfect means to trap that demon.

Given what the demon did to Daphne, Harrison was ready to take him down hard.

Hannah Abbott sat out in the large garden of the manor estate. She had to admit that it was magnificent. She wondered if Neville really got a good enough look at it to really appreciate it. It was vibrant, green, and so full of life.

She had her doubts about the marriage from the moment it was arranged. Like many pureblood marriages, it was a marriage of convenience, a matter of business and politics. There was really nothing more other than that be said about it. The blonde flipped her hair from her face.

"Hey, Hannah."

The blonde slowly turned around to see Harry standing there. There were a few seconds where both of them stared at each other.

"Hello, Harry, how are you holding up?" Hannah asked in a croaky voice as she saw Susan march towards her, a somber expression on her face. She grabbed her friend's hand and guided her down to sit down on a nearby bench.

"Funnily enough, I was about ready to ask you the same question," Harry told the blonde Hufflepuff as he sat down on her other side.

"Well, you were the one who had to witness it in all of its gruesome detail," Hannah stated as she hung her head. "I knew….well, Neville was like a brother to me. And granted, that doesn't mean much in the world of purebloods but still….I didn't think….well, I'm sure we might have been able to make it work, but it would have been a tough haul."

"Well, I think that we can't really change what happened, so we're just going to have to adapt to it," Susan stated and she smiled. "I think that's what Neville would have wanted, because I don't think he would have been the type of person who wanted us to dwell on his death. He went out in true blue Gryffindor fashion, as a hero sacrificing his life for someone else, even when there really was no need to do so."

"It could have been more when we got older," Hannah offered after a moment of contemplation, although there was this sense that she was trying to convince herself as much as she was trying to convince Harry and Susan.

"It might have been," Susan agreed, although she was keeping her tone even out of respect of the dead.

"But given that there's someone else that I've had my eye on, I think that it's just as well," Hannah commented and she locked eyes with Susan tensely.

Those cold hard nights in the Hufflepuff Common room were not forgotten between the two of them. They had been in a relationship for some time, with Harry's blessing on Susan's end. Whether or not Neville gave Hannah his blessing, Susan did not know, she never asked, but that was Hannah's concern really, not hers.

Harry clasped Hannah around the hand and she looked him in the eyes.

That intensity and passion was something that Hannah could respect and she could see why other girls flocked to Harry.

Harry fixed his eyes on her and there was a brief instant where Hannah shivered. She could see these intense eyes on her and at that moment, she glad that she was not the person he going to seek vengeance against.

"Hannah, I swear, that no matter what, I will hunt down the person that murdered him, and make them pay," Harry said.

Susan watched, as a shudder that went through her body. Much like Hannah, she was glad that she was not the person who'd incurred Harry's ire.

Hannah paused and there was only one word to say to this statement.

"Good."