Krypton’s Heir: The Unseen Magic (HP Crossover)

Harry smiled, it was a good thing that Wood left or he would have had a stroke at the thought of there being no Quidditch. Of course Harry planned to step back, perhaps train the next seeker of the Gryffindor team to replace him, groom some kind of successor. Ginny remarked that she would like to take a crack at it, even though she was more of a natural Chaser than anything else. Amanda did have some potential as well, although she might have be more of a Beater, while Emily was a Chaser.

"Well, after Christmas I'm out of there but hey I might stop by and check out the first two tasks," Harry commented but Rose started to snicker. "What's so funny?"

"Well, the first task is the only one that you'll be able to see technically," Rose remarked as she decided to break it to him. "It's an open air spectacle, where you have to get past a dragon."

"A dragon?" Harry asked, in a tentative tone, unsure that he heard his aunt correctly.

"Yes, a giant overgrown lizard that breaths fire, you know a dragon," Rose said slowly and carefully.

"Yes, I'm well aware of what a dragon is," Harry fired back, it was obvious that his aunt was much like him, never short on the quips. It must run on his mother's side of the family. "And you said this tournament was supposed to safe."

"Very safe," Rose remarked although she did have her doubts.

"A dragon?" Harry asked to her. "Well, I'll be sure to bring marshmallows, just in case."

Harry wondered if having a dragon near spectators was a wise thing. The poor thing might get spooked and well accidents did tend to happen.

"Okay, I don't even need to pick any more logical faults with that," Harry commented before he took in a deep breath. "A dragon?"

"Yes, Harry, a dragon," Rose concluded as she smiled even though Harry could not see it. "And then there's the second task, where you have to rescue a treasured possession from a village of Merpeople within an hour."

"In the middle of February?" Harry asked as he raised an eyebrow. "Okay, moving on, what's the final task?"

"You have to get the Triwizard Cup out from the center of a maze," Rose responded over the phone as she paused for dramatic effect. "And avoid all of the traps and magical creatures, which Hagrid will be providing. He's been told to make sure the animals were safe."

Face met palm.

"Hagrid was told this," Harry hissed as he ran his hands through his hair and tugged it. "This is the same Hagrid who…..how do I put this nicely, thought it was a wonderful idea to get a three headed dog as a pet and lend him to Dumbledore for his little stone scheme."

"You should hear what he's breeding for class next year," Rose chimed in with a shudder.

"Breeding," Harry shuddered as he thought about it.

"These delightful creatures are a cross between a Manticore and a firecrab," Rose answered to him.

There was a long pause before Harry spoke the first thought that popped in his mind.

"How in the FUCK did he get them to mate?"

"Magic," Rose drawled in a bored voice.

"Of course," Harry whistled as he threw his head back.

"You didn't hear about these tasks from me, Harry," Rose told him, as she practically knocked on wood. "I only know about them because Andromeda's has to draw up the liability wavers and we had a discussion the other night."

Harry felt his head spin, but he was glad that he did not intend to enter what shaped up to be a circus of a tournament. Technically he could legally being a seventh year. Although the other students from other schools presented a unique opportunity, to get some networking done with some international contacts, so Harry looked forward to that part when he looked at it from that angle.

"I've got to go Harry, I've got a roast in the oven, I'll talk to you later," Rose told him.

"Yeah, good bye, I'll see you when I've had a chance to visit the castle," Harry remarked as he pulled back.

Harry spun around and decided to answer some letters that he received.

Dear Harry.

I don't know about you, but I'm nervous about NEWT year. I can't believe it, if we can make it through this, we're going to be officially qualified. We're going to be adults in the Wizarding World, well legally speaking at least.

I'm not sure what I want to do after Hogwarts but I'm sure something will come to me.

The only regret is I won't be able to read everything in the library at Hogwarts. So many books that are untouched, I'm sure it'd be amazing to go through them all.

I must say I'm looking forward to our camping trip. Mum wishes that she could come but it might not be a good idea to have a Muggle go in an area with a bunch of drunken wizards, some of them pureblood zealots. She does have a conference as well that she has to leave for the day of the cup.

My father got busted for embezzlement. I don't suppose you know anything about this, do you?

Homework is all done; I did it three times, and wrote ten pages over on the Potions essay for Wolfsbane. I wonder what Professor Lupin's up to, since he lost his job. I can't believe people would be so harsh.

See you soon!

Love From,

Hermione!

Harry smiled as he took pen to paper.

Dear Hermione

You scare me sometimes. You really, really scare me sometimes.

Perhaps this isn't the best time to mention that I got through the library by the end of second year. And I'm on my third time reading through everything.

Yeah that's for the best. It would be an educational experience but Charlotte might be a walking target out there.

I have no clue. The goblins might however.

Again, you scare me sometimes. You really do.

As for Professor Pornstache, him being a werewolf isn't a problem. It's the fact that he can't grow facial hair that's not vaguely creepy.

Loads have happened, but I'll talk to you later. Keep your head up and remember to actually take a breath once and a while. You'll live for longer.

Regards,

Harry.

Harry opened up the next letter and read it with a smile crossing his face.

Dear Harry.

Just decided to scratch this letter together because I'm so bored out of my mind here at the Ministry, it isn't even funny.

The Auror corps, well they make it look interesting and I'm sure if there was a Dark Lord running around causing havoc, things would be far more interesting. However, it's just pretty dry around here and not in a good way. One of the veterans here joked that you cost him a lot of overtime when you knocked Voldemort out of his body.

Which might technically be true, as its eight hours a day, sitting at my desk, making paper airplanes and play solitaire, with me sitting here, being bored out of my mind, and wondering why I even bothered to go through the training from hell for this.

So anyway, I hope that we can meet up for the Quidditch Cup. There's lots going down that I've heard about. Of course, I know you know, so there's really no need to spell it out in a letter.

Hope something exciting happens.

Mundungus Fletcher trying to sell restricted goods does not count.

Hope that you are well.

Your favorite Metamorphmagus.

Harry smiled before he prepared to write back.

Dear Nym,

Sorry for inadvertently saving people from being enslaved and potentially tortured. Or made to read Lockhart's books, which might be even worse. I'm not sure if Voldemort would even do something like that, he might have standards.

Although if you think about it, Mum should be the one who was the one to blame because she cast the charm that allowed me to live. So there's that.

I'm sure there's something that will break. At least the salary is halfway decent, at least compared to the rest of the Ministry. You're making more than the office drones are but I heard rumors that Fudge made everyone take a pay cut, so he can give himself a raise. Ah, politics, and the lower class are struggling to put food on their tables, even with magic. They should have invested their money and not blew it in celebrations after Voldemort bit the dust.

Apparently a Dark Lord is good for a magical economy. That's really an interesting lesson in magical economics, or so Sersi mentioned to me one time.

Just thought I'd share that with you.

Yeah I know what is going to come. I wonder how this is going to blow up in the Ministry's face. It just seems like it might. It's odd that it happens this year, after failing to be reinstated after so many years. I'm sure it's a coincidence.

Talk to you soon,

Harry.

Harry opened up the final letter, as Hedwig waited patiently for him to write the final letter.

Dear Harry,

I don't know if you heard, but mother has allowed Astoria to visit your sisters for the summer. Ginny wanted to come along but the Shrieking Harpy put her foot down apparently, when she heard that the Greengrasses were going to be there. She is raging about you being led down the road to darkness.

All because we didn't kiss Dumbledore's wrinkly old posterior and call it ice cream during the war. Mother's younger brother and father's older sister both died at the hands of Voldemort and his Death Eaters. Naturally we're just a statistic and since we weren't a member of Dumbledore's little bird watcher's club during the war.

I'm sure Dumbledore didn't demonize the Greengrasses on purpose because he doesn't have to. All he had to say is that my parents declined membership and suddenly we're branded as the worst thing since Hitler by the Dumbledrones.

Anyway, mother allowed Astoria to come, Tracy and I tagged along because hey it gets me out of the house and Astoria needs a minder. I got my summer homework done. I might try my OWLs at the end of this term, so I've been working hard. Not sure if I want to do as fast of a fast track as yours. Might tackle the NEWTs after the end of my sixth year but that's a way off.

Granger and you are nuts for trying that by the way.

Mother is trying to teach me about running some of the old Greengrass businesses, they've kind of been in flux since father died. Some of the usual gang of pureblood idiots have tried to take control of them and since I'm not of age, we fear that if someone throws enough gold at the shareholders, they're going to buy them out from underneath me. That someone is looking to have the initials L.M.

Anyway, I hope that you are having a good summer, whatever it is you're doing. Sometimes you have more mysteries then….well the Department of Mysteries.

That sounded a lot more intelligent in my head.

See you at Hogwarts,

Daphne.

Harry frowned before he picked up the two way mirror. It was time to take some steps.

"Sersi, are you busy?"

Sersi popped up on the other end of the mirror. "No Harry, what can I do for you?"

"I need you to pull up records of the businesses owned by Adrian Greengrass before his death and whatever Lucius Malfoy is offering the shareholders to buy out, triple it," Harry told Sersi swiftly.

Sersi blinked before she let Harry in on the news.

"That might not be cheap," Sersi warned him on the other end but Harry raised his eyebrow.

"You've seen my bank statements, haven't you?" Harry asked her and Sersi nodded.

"Point well taken, don't worry, I'll take care of it, get back to me in a few days," Sersi responded with a smile. She knew that most of the businesses that Harry invested in were winners and those that weren't winners, the losses were so minimal that they had been microscopic to begin with.

It was all about building a solid foundation for his own empire and he was starting to stretch his limbs outside of the magical bubble.

"Will there be anything else?" Sersi asked him but Harry shook his head.

"No I'm fine, thanks," Harry chimed in with a smile as he clicked off the device before he began to write the letter.

Dear Daphne.

I'm actually a lot more at ease since you're there, because Astoria and Amanda getting together might not end well. So it's good that there's a sane force there to offset certain problems.

As for Ginny, what are you going to do, Molly Weasley likes to micro-manage the details of her children's life. It's done wonders for Percy's wonderful personality. I've heard the twins want to start their own joke shop which I'm sure they'll do great at. They do have ambition, although it's not the type that Molly likes.

Although, Godwin's law much?

Hermione's the one that's nuts, and I think she'd happily admit it. Go for it, if you want to cut things back by a year or two. The only thing you have to lose is that you might have to re-take the OWLs if you don't get an Exceeds Expectations at least on everything.

Actually that might be a bad thing, a very bad thing, if you think about it. Only do it if you're sure, that's what I advise. I can't really tell you more beyond that.

As for your businesses, I'm talking with some people, don't worry, Malfoy isn't going to get his hands on them. In fact, if I have my way, Malfoy's life might be made very difficult. I haven't forgotten about the diary and he burned up a lot of his political capital trying to escape Andromeda throwing the book at him over it.

All I need is one more key piece of incriminating information.

I hope that you're well and I'll see you pretty soon.

Write back soon.

Harry.

Harry made sure that was all of the letters before he sent off everything. His birthday was in less than a week and Faora and Kara hinted that there was something big happening that Harry could not wait for.

"So, Vegas?" Harry asked as he looked at the bright lights of the big city as he, Kara, and Faora showed up a day before his birthday.

"Yes, Har, Vegas," Faora confirmed as she stepped into the lights. She wore a black tank top and blue jean shorts that wrapped around her body. She wore a pair of glasses, not that she was worried about anyone figuring out who she was. She figured that she should get used to wearing the disguise of Alexandra Potter when she went out in public.

Kara stood there with a bright smile on her face, dressed in a white half shirt that stretched around her ample breasts and showcased her toned midriff. Her legs went on for miles with a pair of shorts that wrapped around her sexy ass and showed off everything she had to offer.

"I'm not complaining, just surprised," Harry said as he pulled his arm around Kara and pulled his other arm around Faora holding his two girls close. The fact that a man had two strikingly beautiful woman was amazing and caused a lot of people to raise an eyebrow or two as he walked forward with them. "It's a nice spot for a vacation."

"Yes," Kara agreed as she used her X-Ray vision to scan the casinos off to the side. The hotel behind them had a nice suite that they had to pay a fair deal of money for, but if they played their cards right they could win big in Vegas.

Of course, she knew that the machines were rigged but thanks to a little magic, they could fix the fixed machines. They had to be discreet and they had to be careful.

"I figure that you'd like it," Faora commented as she leaned forward and kissed Harry. She backed off and Kara took her turn kissing Harry, pressing her lips against his before pulling back.

"Let's go have some fun," Kara stated in a bright and cheerful voice. "The night's still young and so are we."

"Yes, yes, we are," Faora agreed but she stopped for a second as she heard a voice.

'What is it?' Harry asked to Faora mentally.

'There's someone around….I don't know,' Faora thought to Harry as they walked forward.

The person Faora heard stood outside of the casino, with a slight smile on her face. She was dressed in business attire, with a tight blue blouse that wrapped around her huge rack. She had the biggest pair of breasts that Harry ever encountered in his life and Harry tried not to tempt himself into taking a peek at their uncovered beauty with his X-Ray Vision. Mostly because he was slightly thrown off guard by her tremendous cleavage, the green eyed wizard was distracted by it. She wore a black skirt, tight, and leather wrapped around her hips. She wore a pair of black stockings that covered her legs and high heel shoes that she managed to maneuver himself around in.

'Well, at least she's mastered how to walk in heels,' Kara thought to herself as she watched the woman.

Said woman had red hair, although the trio didn't know that it was really a wig that covered short blonde hair with the same shade of Kara's. She wore brown color contacts that hid the dazzling blue eyes that were also the same as Kara's. She was an older version of the blonde from an alternate earth that advanced at a quicker pace then this version of Earth. She went under the alias of Karen Starr, who was twenty three years old and she kept her eyes focused to the sky.

"I know, but it's Vegas, there's always going to be opportunity," Karen stated over the phone. "I caught a glimpse of him last week, I don't envy the Kents, he seems like a handful. I heard about that, him super speeding halfway across the county, I don't think he intended to do it even but that's the thing with having powers that young."

A smile crossed Karen's face as she threw her head back. It was times like this where she wondered where her counterpart was. After all, there were several differences between her world and this world, for one Kal was found by Lionel Luthor, so he was twisted into something that she could not stomach, that she could not even recognize. There were other differences in this world as well, small, subtle, it was amazing how much a slight flap of a butterfly wing could cause a side effect.

"The strip's getting very busy, yeah I'll try not to blow a year's paycheck," Karen responded with a laugh as she reared her head back before she became more businesslike. "Talk to you later, Jaime, take care."

Karen spun around and saw a man standing on the edge of the sidewalk with two women dressed in casual clothes. That was not what caught her off guard; there was a lot of attractive men in Vegas, although she had to admit that this one stood head and shoulders above the rest of them. It was the way that he conducted himself that was amazing and the blonde locked onto his eyes.

They were a deep shade of green that she had only seen one time before; they were unique to the world. The woman placed her hands on the side of her head and tried not to let them think that she was being a creepy stalker. The other blonde there….come to think about it, she looked like Karen when she was younger, although with longer hair and smaller breasts, not to mention a few inches shorter than her.

The blonde was staring at her and Karen coughed for a second to try and remain cool and collected.

"Sorry, the weather's hot out here, not what I'm used to," Karen remarked in a bright voice, trying not to sound like she was being an obsessive creep. She watched the trio, trying to figure out what they had in mind.

"No problem, it happens to the best of us," Harry told her as he eyed the woman, again he very much liked what he saw and wanted to get to know her a bit better. "It might be a good idea if we head inside Miss…."

Karen was only too prompt to answer his question. "Starr….Miss Karen Starr."

"Pleased to meet you Ms. Starr," Harry said as he shook her hand. She noticed that he had a firm grip and she eyed him, practically devouring his body with her eyes.

"Please, Karen, we're not doing business," Karen informed him with a bright smile as she watched her.

"Then, I'm Harry, Harry Potter," Harry responded and Karen watched him with a raised eyebrow. Harry caught onto the peculiar expression she gave him. "Is there a problem?"

"No," Karen stated a bit too quickly. "It's just that I have a friend with the last name of Potter as well."

Faora and Kara both looked curious and they wanted to find out more. It was not missed upon either girl how similar Karen sounded to Kara as well. There were a few subtle differences in her tone but other than that, the young woman said many things of the same things.

"I'm Kara Kent," Kara said her with a bright smile as she reached forward to shake Karen's hand.

'Okay, this is getting kind of creepy,' Karen thought to herself, but she was sure that there was a perfectly logical explanation going on. Or her exact double was staring her right in the face.

"Alexandra Potter," Faora remarked as she reached forward and checked out Karen under the pretext of shaking her hand. "I trust you're going inside the casino."

"Yeah, I need a vacation, I've been working too hard," Karen told them before she added with a smile to break the ice and hopefully lighten the mood. "Then again, I think that all of us have been."

"Very true," Harry agreed as he motioned for her to follow him inside and Karen followed, with Kara and Faora bringing up the rear.

All of them had things that they would wish to find out about the other and no doubt all too soon they would know everything.

Harry sat down, buying Karen a drink.

"I'm not sure what's good in this place, this is the first time I've been to Vegas," Harry remarked as he sat down. Kara and Faora wandered off to hit the slot machines and Harry would join them before too long. Now he wanted to sit down and have a few words with Karen. "I'm going under the impression that the more expensive a drink is, the better it is."

Karen laughed with a bright smile crossing her face. "That's a pretty good assumption actually."

"I'm glad," Harry commented as he watched the bartender fix her a drink and the young woman watched him, nervously surveying him, wondering what he was going to say. "You know, I don't bite, unless you want me to."

Karen broke out into laughter, her amusement flickering through her eyes.

"I can't believe you said that line, in real life," Karen added but she looked amused never the less. It had been a while since she had been able to let her hair down and relax. Working at STARR labs was a never ending job, especially given that they had to monitor anything else that came over from Krypton. Doctor Swann put her in charge of that entire operation and there would come a time where everything would need to be in place to help Kal-El achieve the aims that he needed to. "It's fine, I've said far worse."

Harry grinned towards her. "Oh do tell."

"No way, I don't want to embarrass myself," Karen said hastily but she found herself distracted, lost in his eyes and it was hard to pull away when he had such a gaze on her. It sent shivers down her spine and caused butterflies to beat a steady path in her stomach.

"You won't embarrass yourself, don't you trust me?" Harry asked to Karen.

Karen smiled, he did seem rather trustworthy, to a certain degree she guessed. There were parts about him that were guarded but there were parts about her that were guarded.

"So what brings you to Vegas?" Karen asked as she kept her eyes on him with a bright smile.

"What brings anyone to Vegas?" Harry fired back towards her as he slumped his shoulders and threw his head back with a long and prominent sigh. "It's just some time to get away from it all, you know to unwind and…."

"Get away from the insanity in the world," Karen responded and Harry responded with a swift nod. She snickered. "I've been there, trust me, I know what it's like."

"I'm sure," Harry retorted as he sipped on the drink that he got. For an alcoholic beverage, it was not too bad, although it was not like he had a ton of experience getting them.

"So, how's life been treating you lately?" Karen asked to Harry, trying to fish for an explanation from him. She was one hundred percent convinced that there was more to Harry that met the eye but she wanted to be sure.

Harry sensed the game that she was playing but it was more than fine, he could play that game as well. It was a game that he had been playing for a few years himself. "Life's been treating me fairly good. I can't complain. You saw who I walked in with."

Karen saw that he walked in with two beautiful women, which was an amazing feat.

'Allure, Harry,' Faora thought to Harry through the mental link.

'What do you mean, Allure?' Harry thought back to Faora.

'I mean that thanks to your unique heritage, you secrete strong pheromones that can attract every woman who has an attraction to you,' Faora informed him.

'And she's likely head over heels for you, although she doesn't know it yet,' Kara added through the mental link, amused by the thought.

"You must be quite the catch to get two beautiful women like that," Karen remarked as she watched Harry for an instant to try and gauge his response. .

"More than two," Harry commented lightly as she took the drink and sipped it.

"What, are you building your own harem?" Karen asked him, as she was nearly convinced that….well she was almost nearly convinced about something.

Harry got a bit defensive at her use of the incorrect terminology. "It's not a harem it's a collective."

This caused Karen to sit up straight for a second and watch Harry. Someone else used this exact line on her before and it was Jaime when she told Karen about her group of girls at Hogwarts in their native dimension. It was spoken nearly with the same tone, with the same expression.

"So how was your year at Hogwarts?" Karen asked him and Harry paused.

"What's a Hogwarts?" Harry responded in a confused voice. "Is it some kind of nightclub?"

Karen smiled, two could play that game.

"You know, I'm sure it must be interesting to learn about magic," Karen added with a smile on her face.

"I'm sure it must be but what does that have to do with me?" Harry asked her and the blonde's gaze locked on him, more intense, a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips.

He did talk a good game, with the blonde rubbing her hands together, soon she would figure out how to crack the code that was Harry Potter. She was getting closer to figuring it out, a little more and she would get him.

"Well I'm sure that you know all sorts of amazing magic," Karen told him as she watched Harry with a smile as she took a drink.

"My ladies would agree," Harry remarked with a wink towards her and Karen's cheeks reddened to match her wig.

"Well…maybe but that's not the magic that I was talking about, even though it's pretty magical," Karen agreed as she put her hands on her head and threw her head back with a long sigh. "The art of wand waving…."

"Waving wands, don't be absurd," Harry commented in a light tone of voice. "Next thing you know, you'll be saying that we're using cauldrons, riding on broomsticks, while we feed our black cats and take care of our dragons. And we have magical exams that abbreviate to OWL and NEWT."

"That would be the most un-self-aware thing ever," Karen remarked as she shook her head with a long sigh. "And despite your fame, you haven't let it go to your head."

Harry did not say anything although he was thinking plenty.

"You can't hide behind that mask Harry, I know that you are famous for defeating Lord Voldemort," Karen told him in a brisk tone of voice.

Karen thought about what happened in her world, Voldemort returned to his body and made sure that the next time he was defeated, it would be the end of them all. He used a ritual which caused every magical user on the planet to perish. It was the darkest of all dark magic but it fit Voldemort's vanity rather well. If he was going to go down, then he was going to take them all with him, there was really no question about it.

"Well, I guess you can't hide behind that bad red wig and awful color contacts as well, Karen," Harry remarked to her.

"Hey, this wig isn't bad, I paid good money for it!" Karen protested but the grin crossed Harry's face.

"Sure you did," Harry answered as he placed his hands on the table and threw it back with a long sigh, before he watched her. "So, what's your story?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," Karen admitted to him with a smirk across her face.

"I know it seems like I say this often, but you'd be surprised what I'd believe," Harry remarked as they got another drink as Faora and Kara joined them at the table. "So did you girls run out of money?"

"Actually tripled our winnings, those machines are so rigged," Kara informed them as she ordered a drink herself. She was unfamiliar with Earth beverages for the most part, so this would be an interesting experience.

"The security guard is watching us, we don't want to attract too much attention," Faora added as she eyed Karen. "So, what's your story?"

Karen smiled at them.

"I don't have any idea what you're talking about," Karen answered, adopting part of Harry's nonchalant act from earlier.

"Oh I think you do, Kara Zor-El," Kara whispered to her as she breathed in her ear. Harry put a silencing charm up.

Karen knew that with that in place, she could speak freely.

"Best spill, girl," Faora told the older blonde as her eyes roamed towards Karen's face and other body parts. "I'm sure there's a perfectly good reason why there's an older alternate version of my best friend walking around here but I'd like to hear it from the horse's mouth."

Karen crossed her arms for a moment and threw her head back with a long sigh. The blonde decided that it would best to spill now because if she didn't say anything, it would be far worse.

"Four years I've been here," Karen explained as she decided to give a version of the truth, omitting certain bits and pieces from it. Jaime's involvement should be omitted, because Karen did not have her permission to reveal her presence to the world. She remarked that if the idiots in that Wizarding World were anything like the idiots in her Wizarding World, they would try to make a mascot out of her.

They never thought that a version of her would be present in this world, when they did a scan with the Lifeline Reader that looked for "Jaime Lily Potter." Perhaps they should have realized that there was a chance that her version was a guy instead of a girl. The young blonde Kryptonian threw her head back.

"Anyway four years ago, I escaped my world," Karen continued as she placed her hands on the table. "It was a bad world, where….it was a dark and dreary place, survivor of the fittest type place."

'And I was imprisoned for six long years of my life,' Karen thought to herself as she clasped her hands nervously.

"You're out, you're here, doing pretty good for yourself by the looks of things," Faora stated, she came across Karen's name when she was looking up information regarding the elite around the Smallville/Metropolis area. Her name was in the papers as running STARR labs, which was named as such before she showed up. It was almost like she was named for the company instead of vice versa. "You're running that company pretty well I think."

Karen placed her lips to the drink and took a swig before she smiled. "You're too kind."

"So you came here from your world?" Kara asked in a whisper before she turned her head. The blonde looked at her older double with an inquisitive look in her eyes. "What about your version of Kal-El?"

There was a pause and a look of nervousness that Harry caught. He decided to grab her hand to alleviate her nerves.

"He's dead, isn't he?" Harry asked Karen in a quiet voice and the blonde decided to take a long breath.

It was true, in many ways, that version of Kal was dead to her; no matter how much she tried. Hell given with the explosions, he might have perished. When Jaime and Helena broke her out, they had a certain flair and then the way they left their universe, it was going to be with an even greater flair.

Helena was lost in translation but Jaime and Karen made it here. Sadly that was the nature of inter-dimensional travels.

"I'm sorry," Kara stated as she pulled her older double into a hug.

"It was a long time ago," Karen choked out as she sank down onto the chair.

She did not want to think that Kal was hopeless but there were a few times where it appeared that way, as much as she loathed to admit that point.

They steered the conversation to more cheerful topics as they sat in the bar for the next few hours, getting to know each other.

"It's really nice to spend some time with you Harry," Karen remarked as she stood next to him on the balcony of his suite as they talked to each other in Vegas. "There's just something about you though….that seems rather familiar."

"Well, I'm partly of Kryptonian origin," Harry commented to Karen and the blonde's eyes widened before she tried to process this fact in her mind.

The fact of the matter was that she had no idea, in fact Jaime was not of any kind of Kryptonian origin. At least as far as Karen knew. Now she was completely intrigued by what he was going to tell her.

"So you are?" Karen asked him and Faora turned up.

"So, you're going to tell her everything," Faora remarked and Karen's expression was curious as to why.

"Yes….I'm going to tell her everything," Harry told her and Faora nodded.

She thought that it was for the best, but she did not have to tell her brother everything. She could tell that Karen was bursting with anxiety about it and Harry took a few seconds to diplomatically tell her. If it had been Kara who was giving the information, she might have spoken without any tact whatsoever.

"So, what is everything?" Karen asked him with a smile crossing her face.

"Well, my mother is Lily Evans-Potter," Harry told Karen and the blonde nodded, she knew that from Jaime. "But my father is….legally it's James Potter but biologically it's someone else."

Karen waited for the information to be dropped but she kept her eyes locked onto Harry, she could take it, she had taken a lot worse that what has been said. The blonde's expression followed Harry's eyes.

"Just say it Harry," Karen commented to Harry.

"Does the name Dru-Zod mean anything to you?" Harry asked to Karen and Karen smiled in a sardonic manner.

"Yes, it means a lot to me," Karen remarked as she stepped forward and grabbed his hands. "He is rather infamous but that's Zod, I know what he did and I know what you can do."

"So you're okay with this?" Harry asked although he figured that she would be.

"If Kara is okay with this, I mean, I would be okay too," Karen commented as she placed her hand on Harry's and smiled even wider. Their hands tightened together. "You can't really help who your parents are, I mean….well I've told you about my father or Kara has rather."

"He doesn't change that much from his usual humble personality in any universe, did he?" Harry asked and Karen nodded.

"If by humble personality you mean an outright douchebag, then yes, there was no change at all," Karen informed Harry and the emerald eyed wizard smiled at this, she was blunt and to the point, much like Kara was. That was something that Harry respected.

"So I've take it that you've never met my alternate counterpart," Faora informed Karen and Karen shook her head.

"Can't say I've come across her um….what do I call you then?" Karen asked as she eyed Faora up and down

"Alex in public would be fine, although Faora in more intimate settings," Faora commented as she leaned to the side, her hot breath passing towards the woman's ear which caused Karen to shudder.

It was good that all of the cards were on the table and it was interesting to think about the mysterious differences in between the various parts of the multiverse. Harry enjoyed the time that he spent with Faora, Karen, and Kara throughout Vegas and they thought the same.

The next few days went rather interestingly and Karen had a smile on her face. Faora and Kara informed them that Harry's birthday would officially be in a few hours.

"So, you were born at the stroke of Midnight?" Karen asked and Harry shrugged his shoulders with a smile crossing his face.

"You know, I have no idea, my relatives didn't exactly give me a birth certificate," Harry informed her, although he wondered what magical users did for identification, when their wands would not do. Actually the more Harry thought about it, the more he realized how much they all grew dependent on wands for various reasons.

Karen smiled as she thought about the relationship that Jaime had with her relatives or rather lack thereof, because said relationship was not something that was sunshine and roses for her. It ended with them in a car crash when Jaime was ten years old, an interesting irony given how the Dursleys told Jaime that her parents died for years and years. It was lies, no way around it.

"So, the night is still young," Kara commented with a smile as she turned to Faora.

"Yes, we should do something fun," Faora remarked as she had a million different thoughts running through her mind.

"Let's get married!" Kara piped up in a cheerful tone as she eyed the wedding chapel off to the side.

Harry smiled at her and she shrugged. Kara's eyes swam with a complete serious expression

"What? It's not like we weren't going to do it anyway but since we're standing here, we might as well do it."

"A wedding in Vegas, don't you think that's a bit predictable?" Karen asked as she watched Kara. "Besides, the three of you getting married, don't you think that people…might….I don't know, protest or something."

"It's that little thing called magic, it makes the world go around," Kara responded with a smile as she held Harry's arm tightly to her. Karen wasn't doing it intentionally but she held onto Harry's other arm. So he had a blonde Kryptonian on each arm.

"Okay, so you're just….actually somehow I believe that so I don't know why I was about to ask why you would do something like that," Karen commented as she stepped forward. She had a bit to drink today but hey it was Vegas and she did need to unwind.

Little did she know that Harry's magic, given that he was the one who prepared the drinks, caused all of their inhibitions to be far lower than they would have been normally. They had a stronger tolerance but that tolerance was cut down a fair bit thanks to the drinking that they'd done.

"So, would you like to join us?" Harry asked to Karen.

"Join us as in be a witness or join us as in get married?" Karen asked to Harry as Faora looked at her with a calculating smile.

"Join us as in, get married, the four of us," Faora confirmed but Karen shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know, I mean, I haven't even kissed Harry or…."

Harry grabbed Karen around the waist and pushed her against the wall, his mouth pressing against hers. The blonde's eyes popped open with surprise but she returned the kiss never the less, her hands running down Harry's body. He felt her up a little bit which she did not mind because his hands were strong and Karen could have sworn that he sent small bolts of magic underneath her breasts to cause her to achieve an orgasm.

"Now, we kissed, any more complaints?" Harry asked and Karen opened her mouth but Kara lightly lifted her hand and put it on Karen's mouth.

"Trust me, Harry's more than capable in bed," Kara informed her as they entered the wedding chapel. "I'll let you go first in the honeymoon, unless you prefer to watch."

Karen's eyebrow raised but the blonde thought about this, she was really falling for Harry, in fact she could not consider anyone else out there to be a better partner than Harry. The blonde stepped forward and waited for them.

"Hello, we want to register for a wedding, me and my three brides here," Harry commented briskly as he waved his hand.

Faora smiled, it didn't matter how much this might be able to be contested legally, once the three of them bonded with Harry, they were joined together forever and always. That much got her excited. They spent most of the last two days drinking and gambling, until the Hotel decided to give them their room for free.

She was sure that it drove them up a wall trying to figure out how they beat their carefully rigged machines. Magic made anything possible. It wasn't cheating if they were cheated first.

Karen thought about the fact that she was about to get married, sure she was sure that she was going to consider it given that it was Harry and likely she would have accepted after a time. Super powered hormones never worked by the logic that humans put down anyway. Super powered drunken hormones well that lowered her inhibitions and this fact made her think that marriage was a good thing.

It was time to be married by the highest authority in the land, an Elvis Impersonator.

The marriage was in place and it was nearly midnight when it happened, with Harry, Karen, Kara, and Faora making their way back up to the hotel room to seal the deal. Harry was ready for it.

No sooner did Harry get in the room, Karen grabbed Harry and pushed him onto the bed. The emerald eyed sorcerer was down on the bed and Karen kissed him wildly. The blonde's lips tasted of honey and he ran his hands underneath her blouse.

"You did say that I get the first taste," Karen commented as she pulled Harry's shirt off to reveal his sculpted abs.

"We did and you do," Kara remarked as Harry flipped Karen over onto the bed and his mouth found the side of her neck. The blonde closed her eyes as he began to suck on the side of her neck. She breathed heavily as he sucked on the side of her neck, tasting the tender flesh.

Smut/Lemon Begins.

Harry pulled off Karen's blouse to reveal her enormous rack. Her breasts were encased in a black bra and he drooled at the erotic sight that danced before him.

"The best part is that they are real," Karen panted as Harry pulled off her bra to reveal her large breasts, with pink nipples that bounced out for him to taste and lick.

"They are very real," Harry informed him as he put one of her nipples into his mouth and cuppled her breast. He sucked on it, causing her so much pleasure that she screwed her eyes shut and reared her head back. "Taste very real too."

Kara was stripped out of her dress, wearing nothing but a lacy red bra and a red thong. Faora smacked Kara on the ass and the blonde squealed in delight before she pushed Kara onto the bed.

"Time to see how wet you've gotten, you dirty girl," Faora breathed as she reached down and pulled off the blonde's panties to expose her dripping wet sex. She placed her hands on Kara's breasts and cupped them through her bra. "You've been getting off to the thought of our man fucking your older self, haven't you?"

"Yes," Kara panted as Faora stuck one finger into her dripping wet sex and began to pump in and out of her. The blonde lifted her hips off the bed, barely able to stifle a moan.

Faora parted Kara's hair so she could see her beautiful face and dragged herself over. Faora stripped off her panties from underneath her leather skirt and this allowed Kara access to her moist core.

Kara's mouth clamped onto Faora's clit and sucked on it before she shifted over and stuck her tongue down the dark haired girl's pussy with practiced ease. The older female responded to those actions by parting the blonde's lips and sticking her tongue into her lover. Slowly, Faora twisted her tongue into Kara.

Both girls felt the waves of pleasure course through them.

"I love these breasts," Harry breathed as Karen pulled off his pants to reveal his boxers and then she pulled down his boxers to reveal his rock hard cock that got that way after looking at her chest mounds.

"These breasts will love you forever, Harry," Karen stated as she placed her hands on either side of his hips and she used her breasts to wrap around him. "Time for the best tit-fuck you've ever had."

"I'm sure," Harry breathed as the blonde rubbed her tits up and down his throbbing cock, enveloping his shaft. The wizard closed his eyes and felt the pleasure. He pumped his cock into the valley between her breasts and the blond responded in kind, rubbing him out.

It felt so good and the fact that Kara and Faora laid just about a foot away from them, going down on each other, that made things so much better. With each pass through the magnificent valley, Karen licked the head of Harry's cock, twirling her tongue around him and the blonde kept up the pace, allowing Harry to fuck her huge tits. He grabbed her hips and continued to push into them in frenzy.

Both made lustful sounds as Karen licked and slurped on his cock. She could taste it for hours, just like she could have this massive hunk of man meat slammed between her tits for hours. She could tell that he was getting into the tit fuck so she pushed up and down on him until she went at super speed. The blonde threw her head back and moaned as she felt the pleasure pumping into the part of the body that she was the proudest of.

Harry panted, those tits were enormous and he hoped to fuck them until the cows came home. He would fuck them at least once a day, twice on weekends, because such glorious mounds needed to be worshipped. His cock was getting one of the best workouts ever as he pumped between Karen's glorious fun bags and enjoyed the sensation of them wrapped around him.

"More, cum on my tits, you know you want to," Karen encouraged him.

"Oh, I'm going to shoot a load on your tits, paint them white!" Harry grunted as he thrust himself up between her tits as she fucked him with them.

Kara and Faora licked and slurped at each other's pussies, trying to get the other to cum first. The fact that their husband was fucking their sister wife at super speed into her larger tits, that was amazing. The wizard grabbed her tits and plowed around her, before her breasts wrapped around his thick cock as he continued to slam into her.

A few more thrusts and his balls tightened, before his cock exploded and spurted white seed onto her. Karen's magnificent globes were painted white with Harry's spunk.

She felt back and Faora and Kara broke their activities to attack her breasts, both girls began to lick and suck on her large breasts to bring the seed off of them. The blonde threw her head back with a lustful moan as both of the girls worked on her tits with their tongues

Harry grew harder as he watched two Kryptonian girls eat his seed off of the boulder sized breasts of a third. The wizard wanted to stroke himself but Faora split herself to grab his cock and stroke him.

"So much better with a female hand than yours, wouldn't you agree, my brother?" Faora asked with a lustful stare in her eyes as the dark haired Kryptonian rubbed his cock with her hand until Karen was done.

Karen was pulled onto Harry's lap and the blonde kissed Harry heatedly. Her arms snaked around his neck and her strong legs scissored around his waist. Her thighs were lovely and Harry cupped her ass as she lifted up.

With one fluid motion, Karen impaled herself down onto Harry's cock. She closed her eyes, her barrier was already gone but this was the first time that a cock went inside her that was not fake. What a penis it was, it was thick and throbbing as her walls were stretched out. It thrust into her and caused her pleasure to heat up a few degrees.

"Yes, oh, yes, that's it, you know how to make a guy feel good," Harry panted as he grabbed her tits as she impaled herself upon him and he thrust back into her dripping wet center.

"I need this in me, every day," Karen stated as she flickered her eyes and kept riding his cock. His cock appeared and disappeared in her, her lips wrapping around him as she bounced up and down. All of his penis was nearly out of her before it slammed down into her pussy inserting it back in her, stretching her walls out. The blonde rode him with great fury, their hips meeting and a blur coming off as she picked up the pace.

Karen panted and whimpered as his thick cock went into her, stretching out her walls. She grabbed him around the back of the neck and the blonde worked him into her, her walls tightening around him. She slammed herself up and down on his thick pole, riding him like a cowgirl.

Faora flipped Kara over and her ass was presented in the air. The darker haired girl spanked Kara hard as she was bound to the bed which caused her to scream out loud in passion and her pussy to drip with fluids from the actions.

Harry managed to divide in half and maintain the dupe, which was good as there was a perfectly willing pussy presented to him. He could not do more than one dupe for now but as he got stronger, he would be able.

The wizard grabbed Kara around the hips.

"Give her your entire cock, Har, brutalize that tight little cunt," Faora remarked as she made Kara eat her out. She closed her eyes and ran her hands down the golden blonde locks.

Harry did not need much further encouragement, he grabbed Kara around the waist and speared into her from behind. His cock drilled into Kara at super speed and the blonde moaned rather loudly. Her wall tight walls wrapped around his throbbing prick and Harry picked up the pace, his balls slapped off of her thighs.

Kara gripped the sheets and allowed his cock to slam into her several times. The blonde breathed heavily as more time passed. There was not much that she could do vocally although she did remember the telepathic link to Harry.

'Yes, yes, Harry, punish me, I'm your….I'm yours and my pussy belongs to the House of Zod,' Kara thought to herself as she licked and slurped the pussy that was under her face. 'It belongs to you and Faora.'

Harry slammed his throbbing prick into Kara's tightening pussy from behind and the blonde breathed. He watched Faora get her pussy licked out by the blonde before.

"Get her….to cum for a few more times, then it's my term to have you in me," Faora panted as Kara's talented mouth and tongue worked into her.

Kara used every trick that she could to get Harry to cum before she did three more times, because she wanted his reward in her.

Karen bounced up and down as Harry continued to play with her bouncing breasts. He cupped them in his hands and sent pleasure jolts through them. The blonde bounced higher and felt the pleasure continue to course through her.

"Oh, that's the best," Harry breathed as she speared herself down onto his throbbing member and continued to bounce up and down at super speed.

The emerald eyed magic user pressed his face between her breasts. Karen breathed in heavily as she felt her super powered pussy tightened and fluids drained down her pussy to lubricate him. The wizard pushed in between her and he continued to pick up a certain pace, which made her feel rather good. The more he worshipped her tits like they were a deity, the wetter that she got, and the more she wanted to take his throbbing cock into her.

Harry smothered his face between Karen's enormous tracts of land. If he died between these two breasts, then he thought that he would have a really awesome death that no one could honestly top. The blonde rode him at super speed and picked up a steady pace as she squeezed her pussy together and milked his probing prick. She bounced up and slammed down onto him.

Kara whined as her version of Harry speared into her but at the final time, he managed to break. She was pleased that Harry shot his cum into her which sealed their bond and since it was after midnight, Kara felt an amount of smug satisfaction that she beat Faora.

She popped up and smiled at Faora.

"First wife, take that!" Kara breathed with a smile on her face as Harry pulled out and the two of them licked the honey from Kara's face.

"No, I'd prefer to take Har's cock in me," Faora responded as she rubbed him and felt his throbbing manhood. She floated off of the bed and Harry joined her.

The Harry fucking Karen could feel every sensation that his dupe felt but thankfully he was able to block most of that. If he ever got the point where he was fucking twelve different women with twelve different dupes, that might be rather overwhelming for him but that was not the point. The point was that he felt his cock wrapped around Karen's tight pussy and the blonde speared herself up and down on him, riding him.

In the air, Harry cupped Faora's breasts, before his cock aimed to her center and he slammed into her.

"YES!" Faora screamed as she threw her head back and Harry grabbed her breasts before he pumped into her.

The slow strokes at first paved way the harder thrusts into her pussy. The dark haired Kryptonian lost her mind and lost herself in the passions of his throbbing member beating into her from behind. Faora swayed back and forth against him as she turned a bit. She wanted to look into his eyes as he fucked her. He pulled out momentarily and then he pushed into her. Both embraced each other tightly, the friction delicious as they swayed back and forth in the air with their activities.

Faora made noises of lust and desire as she clawed the back of Harry like an animal in heat. Every single nerve ending tingled with the pulses of pleasure and she closed her eyes as she threw her head back. The bond would be sealed after Harry came inside her. She rocked back and forth, slamming their hips together to increase the fun.

Harry bit down on her shoulder and cupped her breasts, which drove this minx completely wild. She panted heavily as she contracted her pussy muscles around his throbbing prick. There was a scream of pleasure as Faora pushed herself up and sank down onto him once again.

"That's it, that's it, more," Faora encouraged him as she watched to rub herself raw with his cock.

Harry sped up into her and nailed her with a force that would have broken a human woman in half. Since there was no limits thanks to their powers, they could go at it as long and as hard as they wanted to.

Karen was a blur, determined to finish off the main version of Harry. The blonde felt her walls tighten around him as she closed her eyes. They glowed from the heat vision so she wanted to keep that in check. She put her hands down on his shoulder and pumped down onto him, using her pussy to tighten around his throbbing cock. The wizard pushed into her and kept up the pace.

"So close," both Harrys stated, the dupe was reaching the end of his shelf life, it was a temporary one, made for spur of the moment sex, not meant to be long lasting.

"Then cum," Karen stated with him in a coo as she reached over to finger Kara's pussy, as she was tied on the bed without relief. Karen dug some of Harry's seed out of Kara's pussy and felt it to herself.

Harry got off on watching this sexual dream eat his seed, it was so hot and his balls throbbed with desire as he pushed up against her.

Faora and Harry in the air rocked back and forth. Her walls tightened around him and she threw her head back. Her eyes flickered over with a moment of desire and she milked his incoming thrusts as his member buried deeper into her snug snatch.

Everyone reached their climax, even Harry channeled a bolt of pleasure magic into Kara who screamed and soaked the bed with her fluids.

Harry in the air unleashed his fluids into Faora's waiting pussy. She grabbed him tightly, to milk every single last drop of cum that he had out of him. There were several long thrusts as rope after rope of creamy delight was emptied into Faora's waiting and willing pussy. She tightened her legs around him with a force that could crush a car and threw her head back.

Karen's tightened pussy drained Harry of everything that he had. She was driven to another spectacular orgasm with her lover merely touching her nipples.

"So how was that?" Harry asked as he descended to the bed and all three girls hovered over him.

"We're just getting warmed up, this is our honeymoon," Kara stated as she licked her lips.

Smut/Lemon Ends.

Harry wrapped his arm around Kara as she rested on his shoulder. Faora was on the floor, still handcuffed from their activities and Karen was still fastened to the wall, soundly fucked. Three amazing women were bounded to him.

Faora in particular sensed Harry's thoughts and thought that it would be the first of hundreds. Anyone who said that there could be too many women in a group, she would personally hurl them into the sun.