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Harry Potter and the Power of Oa
By: Bluminous
A/N: I don’t own Harry Potter or DC comics.
Chapter 26: The Justice League
Auror Garrison, Azkaban Island, North Sea
Auror Ribson took a deep puff from his cigarette as he tried to warm himself against the chilly wind of the North Sea. His station was the least desirable of all as his face was subjected to the stinging wind and the spray of the sea as waves crashed on the jagged rocks surrounding the island. The auror looked longingly as he heard the rest of his comrades laugh as they listened to the latest Quidditch match.
A sudden wind, colder than he had ever felt slammed into his small guard station, and the light on the end of his cigarette died down at the sudden drop in temperature. Suddenly horrific wails and cries of terror were heard from the inmates and it chilled his spine. Even after two years manning his post in Azkaban he never got used to those tormented sounds but it was louder than before and the inmates were supposed to be sleeping.
“What the hell?” Auror Ribson breathed out as he looked at the massive triangular citadel that was Azkaban prison. Out of every window, door and opening hundreds of Black Cloak figures flew out of the structure. He heard the thousand wails and cries of the inmates as suddenly all of the Dementors became active.
Dark trails were everywhere as the Dementors abandoned their posts, leaving dark streaks across the darkening skies. A cold wind now blew and Ribson immediately ran inside the garrison.
“The Dementors! Something’s happening!” Ribson shouted and immediately all the aurors donned their robes and wands and headed outside.
“Morganna and Merlin…”
Ribson heard his Auror Captain mutter. It was a spectacular sight as hundreds of dark trails made by Dementors spiraled against each other. It seemed they were moving as a flock, and it looked like they were heading for the Isles.
The aurors were used to the presence of the Dementors, they were the most hardened of Aurors, tough mentally and physically. But even they shuddered as the Dementors passed over their camps and they covered their ears as they heard the shrieks and wails of the undead guards.
“Alert the Ministry!” The Auror Captain snapped.
“Shouldn’t we try and stop them?” Auror Wood asked as he fingered his wand. All of them were trained to produce a patronous, the charm designed to repel a Dementor.
“We couldn’t even if we tried… they will just suck our souls dry.” The Auror Captain replied. “It looks like they’re gone, make emergency rounds on the prison to check on the prisoners. Gibson, head to the Ministry and alert Madame Bones to mobilize the Aurors.”
“Yes Sir!” The aurors rushed and to obey their garrison commander’s instructions.
The Auror captain gazed at the horizon as he observed the Dementors departing the island. He wondered if any force on this earth could stop such a dark army. He rubbed the hairs that stood up on the back of his neck and followed his men to the Citadel.
The Aurors immediately headed to the high security prison and their faces paled as they saw three of the inmates in the High Security wing were missing.
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Headmistress’ Office, Beauxbatons
“How did he manage to get back Dumbledore? What should we do?” Cornelius Fudge fretted as he squirmed in his seat. After taking several calming potions from the Beauxbatons Healer, he managed to compose himself and attend the emergency meeting. The Ministers of Magic of France, Bulgaria and the United States were also there, concerned about the new development.
“He used Neville Longbottom’s blood in a dark ritual to gain a body…” Dumbledore replied as he stroked his beard, deep in thought. “… though I am very concerned about his new appearance… it almost seemed like he generated the same frost aura and fear like a Dementors….” Dumbledore’s eyes widened as he solved a piece of the puzzle.
“Cornelius! Is Barty Crouch Senior here? We need to interrogate him!” Albus exclaimed.
“I saw him in the healer’s wing. The healer told me he is suffering from the long term exposure to the Imperius Curse and dark magic.” Cornelius shuddered as he remembered seeing the expression on the man’s face.
“We need to speak with him, he is the key… If you can spare a few aurors to bring him here Minister Villard? “ Dumbledore asked.
“Of course Dumbledore.” Villard said and he nodded to one of his aides. The young woman nodded and rushed out of the office to the detachment of Aurors guarding the room.
Dumbledore nodded in thanks. “Thank you Minister Villard… now about the identity of…”
He was interrupted again as another aid, this time of Cornelius Fudge rushed inside the office. “Minister Fudge! The Dementors of Azkaban have left their post! The auror garrison commander just said they all left in a swarm!” The aide panted as he struggled to regain his breathing.
Fudge’ face immediately paled. “How can this be? We have them under control with the artifact… That’s not possible! Activate all the Aurors at once!” The other ministers of Magic looked at each other, worried about this new development. Voldemort was bad enough… but this?
Dumbledore stood up from his chair and headed to the window overlooking the gardens of Beauxbatons. “It is a I feared… somehow Voldemort has obtained the black heart… the artifact that controls the wills of the Dementors… and only a few in the Ministry have access to where it is guarded. Bones, Myself, Fudge and… Crouch.”
“You think that somehow You know Who used Crouch to acquire the Magical Artifact?” Olympe asked from her seat behind the headmistress’ desk.
“No, I do not think… I know. This breakout if the Dementors confirms it.” Dumbledore replied. “We must act to contain Voldemort and his forces. What about the prisoners? Have they escaped?” Dumbledore asked the aide.
“We don’t know yet, the auror that reported in said that the Garrison Commander ordered his forces to patrol the citadel to maintain order and prevent escape.” The aide replied.
The door opened again and two large, grim faced aurors brought in Crouch who looked dazed, like he was drugged.
“Crouch… tell me what happened.”
Crouch lifted his head and looked at the grim faces of Dumbledore and the Ministers of Magic of France, Bulgaria and the United States.
After a lengthy interrogation, no Veritaserum was needed as Crouch voluntarily told everything, even his role to have his son escape Azkaban, Dumbledore learned of the Voldemort’s plans. It was an elaborate plot to secure Longbottom’s blood by using the tournament and the third task to kidnap the Tri Wizard Champion. Fear hung on the room as they realized the implications of the Dark Lord’s resurrection and the new powers the Dark Lord seems to posses.
Crouch was led back to the Healer’s wing to rest, it was obvious he was an unwilling participant, though he would face an inquiry on how his son escaped Azkaban in the first place.
“The Dark Lord… with the powers of a Dementor…. I fear that not even I could sing handedly defeat him…” Dumbledore said.
“But you’re among the most powerful Wizards there is!” Fudge cried and Dumbledore was immediately reminded of Longbottom’s earlier reaction.
“His power now… from what I’ve seen surpasses my own.” Dumbledore admitted as he faced the Ministers in the room. “But hope is not at all lost… we have a champion on our side.”
“Yes! The green being that sent You know who running! Who is he?” Fudge asked.
“I know for a fact that this ‘Guardian’ has saved my school a couple of times from the Dark Lord. He was the one that protected the Philosopher’s stone when Voldemort attempted to steal it… and it was the guardian that destroyed Voldemort’s shade and his pet Basilisk… and rescued the victims from the chamber of secrets.” Dumbledore replied. Yes it all fit now… all along someone was watching them, ready to step in when needed.
“Although I do not have a clue to the identity of our mysterious guardian.” Dumbledore added.
The other ministers and Karkaroff and Olympe also admitted they had no idea who or what the green being was, except for one and Dumbledore noticed this.
“You know something Minister Brown?” Dumbledore asked as he looked at the slight smile on Allen Brown’s face.
“Yes and I know who he is associated with, what group he belongs too and his purpose.” Allen Brown admitted. Dumbledore’s eyebrows widened as he listened to the man, this was interesting news!
“Tell us! We will send envoys and ask for their alliance!” Fudge said as he looked eagerly at his counterpart from the United States.
“My daughter… she’s not magical you see…” Allen Brown began and he stopped at the snort Fudge let out. Immediately every person in the room shot the prejudiced Minister filthy looks and he immediately shut up.
“My daughter… She studies at a non magical school and is quite acquainted with the non magical world. She follows the latest news and I make it a point to be updated in the latest news.” Allen Brown continued.
“And how is this related to the Guardian’s identity?” Dumbledore asked impatiently.
“It is all related… you see Magical Government is aware of certain beings… that have powers that match and even exceed our own in the Non Magical World. When our magical government first learned of their existence, we were quite worried at first.” Allen Brown said to his eagerly listening audience.
“They are what the non magical world calls Meta Humans, and like any society, some use their power for evil and personal gains while another uses them for the welfare of all. The meta humans that use their power responsibly are called ‘superheroes’ and have formed a large, powerful and complex organization called the Justice League.” Brown said.
“And you think this… green being … is a member of that group?” Dumbledore asked skeptically.
“No… I know he is.” Allen Brown said as he grinned. “His name is Apollo, one of the newest members of the Justice League.”
“How could an entire group exist without us knowing?” Fudge asked. “Are they a threat?” He did not like the idea of an organization that existed outside the Magical world.
“Heavens no! This group fights every day to uphold the ideals they value… Peace, justice and equality. And Cornelius, don’t even think of threatening them. They have the support of practically every non magical government in the world. If we went to war with them we would get annihilated.” Brown replied.
“How large is their organization? And tell me more about this Apollo…” Dumbledore asked. at least he had a name to match the face of the guardian.
“Hundreds of super powered beings… and they have affiliates with most groups in every part of the world. Apollo… he is a mystery as he just joined the League a few years ago. He is powerful… very powerful… he saved the earth once from worldwide destruction.” Brown said.
“Worldwide destruction? You must be insane Allen! Such a threat could not exist!” Fudge scoffed at his counterpart’s words.
“Not insane, and also not Ignorant.” Brown snapped back. “I’ll show you… when we first saw this the Ministry of my country was quite surprised.” He looked at his aide and the young man pulled out a device and gave it to his boss.
“Wayne Tech… Muggle devices don’t work here Allen” Dumbledore said as he read the label on the muggle device as Brown tinkered with his laptop.
“This does… it’s a special device the Wayne Electronics produce for the non magical military forces… it is shielded against… Electro magnetic pulses or EMP. He looked at the blank faces and smirked. “Ignorance is bliss… but deadly. And I believe young Harry Wayne studies at your school Dumbledore.”
“Yes… we are proud of him.” Dumbledore smirked back. “He has good taste in proper and pure Wizard Education after all.”
“Hmfff… It continues to puzzle me why Harry picked Hogwarts over Salem… Director Sabrina was surprised. Anyway here watch this.” Brown said as he turned the thick laptop around so that the persons around him could watch the screen. The wizards in the room leaned in as they looked at the screen that flickered to life.
A large fiery projectile… as big as a mountain or bigger descended from the heavens as Olympe gasped at the sight. The large projectile dissipated the clouds as it seared through the skies… it was like the Gods had made their Judgment and deemed that Earth should be destroyed.
“We’re gonna die!” Fudge screamed and the other wizards and witches watched the video with worried looks. Brown snickered as he watched the faces of his counterparts.
A green light suddenly appeared from the left of the screen and it was obvious that it intended to intercept the fiery mass and whoever held the camera zoomed in at the figure.
Dumbledore gasped as he saw the shape, it was the same one they have seen earlier.
“Apollo!” Dumbledore breathed out and Brown nodded.
“Yes… he was stationed in California to serve as the last line of defense.” Brown said.
Seconds before the impact Apollo’s green aura flared and he pierced through the meteor and a moment later the fiery mass exploded and the shock wave from the explosion caused the image to shake. The video ended and the wizards and witches looked around with mouths wide open.
Brown and his aide exchanged amused smirks as they observed the extremely entertaining sight inside Madame Olympe’s office.
“That’s… That’s… Incredible!” Dumbledore exclaimed. “No human, muggle or wizard could have accomplished that singlehandedly!”
“Yes… except for the Justice League. The Magical Government of the United States are still wondering who sent these meteors, but we are glad the Justice League was there to stop them.”
“Voldemort stands no chance if he is up against these powerful beings. We must send an envoy to their organization and recruit their help!” Fudge said excitedly.
“No… this ‘Justice League’ cannot do it alone… they need the help of the Magical World.” Brown warned. “They are also extremely busy, as their purpose is the protection of the whole non magical world, not just some prejudiced Magical Society in Britain.”
“I agree with Allen. This Justice League will certainly help, but Voldemort must never be underestimated. Tell me more about the League.” Dumbledore said as his eyes twinkled as he looked at Allen Brown.
Amidst the finery of Madame Olympe’s office a beetle took a comfortable position as it listened eagerly at the fascinating conversation. She was sure this piece of news would give her more galleons than she can count from her mysterious client.
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“Harry!” Hermione exclaimed as her friend entered their room at the Dragon.
“Did you see Tonks? She just left! Are you hurt? Where is Voldemort?” Hermione asked as she hugged Harry. Daphne hugged her friend a second later after she scrambled out of the bed to greet the young Wayne heir.
“I’m fine… just a small bruise.” Harry said as he hugged his friends back.
“What happened to Voldemort?” Daphne asked as she inspected Harry for wounds.
“He’s gone… he apparated after our clash. How’s Neville?” Harry asked.
“He’s under guard now on Dumbledore’s orders. He’s somewhere inside Beauxbatons with Professor McGonagall and a squad of Aurors to ensure his safety.” Hermione replied.
“And Fleur and Krum?” Harry asked.
“Krum’s inside Beauxbatons too, he was shaken up by that fight. Fleur’s with her family now. They’re inside Beauxbatons too. She told me to tell you that she wants to speak with you later” Daphne answered.
“Good. At least no one got hurt.“ Harry breathed a sigh of relief. “Alright I’ll meet with Fleur later.”
“What are we going to do now?” Hermione asked her friend. “Is the League mobilizing?”
“They are… though this is not an Omega Level threat yet. They’re still busy monitoring the escalating clashes between Apokalyps and New Genesis. As for Voldemort… we wait for his next move. Dad and Sirius are trying to find his lair, wherever it is.” Harry replied as he lied down on his bed.
“Are you hungry Harry?” Daphne asked. “I’m sure you are a bit hungry because I prepared an omelet sandwich and I used the recipe from your cook book. The elves supplies me with the ingredients and even Hermione ate one”
Harry sat on the bed. “Really? Sure I’d love one! Thanks Daphne!” He did not notice Hermione’s wide eyed look behind Daphne and making a retching movement with her hands and mouth.
“Here!” Daphne said as she handed a plate to Harry. “Cooking’s easy! I never realized that it’s like potions!”
Harry eagerly bit into the sandwich and his eyes widened. “Daphne… how many pinches of salt did you put on the egg mixture?” Harry asked as he forced his face to remain impassive.
“Uhmmm a couple more than what the book suggested… it made the sandwich prettier! The salt makes it sparkle” Daphne said brightly. “Of course I haven’t tasted it yet but Hermione thought it was very different!”
Harry forced himself to chew and he was about to get a glass of water when Hermione gave him one. “Very different…” Harry said as he drank half of the water in the glass.
“Take a bite Daphne.” Harry said as he handed half the sandwich back to his friend.
Daphne looked puzzled and she bit into her own creation and after tasting one she immediately spat out the food. Harry tilted his head sideways, as he expected the reaction and he grinned at his friend who was trying to wipe her tongue.
“That’s horrible!” Daphne exclaimed as she drank Harry’s remaining water. She turned to Hermione who was biting her lips to keep from laughing.
“You said it was different!” Daphne said to Hermione. Her eyes watered as she realized her failure.
“It certainly is… it was too salty. And the egg was not cooked enough.” Hermione said as she patted her friend’s back. “It was a good first try though… I just don’t want to hurt your feelings.”
“That’s a bad attitude Hermione.” Harry said. “Daphne should always get the truth from her friends no matter how negative it is instead of a hurtful criticism from others. Otherwise she wouldn’t improve at all. Cheer up Daphne, I like your attitude in presentation of the dish, we just need to work on your cooking”
“Thanks… I just thought I made a nice sandwich… it was the first time I prepared food on my own.” Daphne replied. “Thanks for pointing it out Harry. I thought it was very similar to brewing potions.”
“Why do you think I don’t get grades as high as you if potions and cooking are the same?” Harry asked. “Cheer up Daphne… it was a good first attempt.”
“Yeah Daph, don’t put yourself down.” Hermione said.
“And I have a way to make you better at cooking Daphne.” Harry said.
“How?” Daphne asked.
“Chef Harry needs an assistant for his show.” Harry grinned.
Hermione observed her friends’ antics and smiled in amusement. She was amazed at how Harry was reacting to the situations, just an hour ago he was in a battle with a resurrected Dark Lord and now he’s recruiting Daphne for his show.
If she was in Harry’s place she was sure to be freaking out and panicking after the moment. She looked at Daphne and Harry eagerly making plans and shook her head in disbelief. It must be a Superhero thing, to have the toughness and mental fortitude that Harry possessed.
“Her Hermione! Stop mooning over there and come here! What do you think about Daphne appearing for a 5 part series?” Harry asked.
“Yeah Hermy! Get your bum over here!” Daphne called out.
Hermione smiled and jumped to the bed that Daphne and Hermione were sitting on.
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The Warrior
“What’s the situation?” Diana asked as Bruce entered the parlor. Astraea who was in her mother’s arms smiled and held her hands out for her father.
Bruce’s scowl disappeared and he picked up his daughter and the Wayne Heiress happily gurgled.
“DA!” Astraea exclaimed.
“Hello princess.” Bruce said fondly as he kissed her daughters cheek. Astraea played with her father’s tie as Bruce reported the events among the crowd.
“It was chaotic… I just met Harry before he went back to check on Hermione and Daphne. He told me that he’s waiting for that animagus reporter Rita Skeeter to give her report tomorrow night.”
“And Harry? How is my son?” Diana asked.
“He’s fine, he’s handling this crisis well.” Bruce said proudly. “Although he’s concerned about revealing our organization to the wizarding world because of his confrontation with Voldemort. He wanted to get Neville out of the way before unleashing his full powers but unfortunately he was taken along with that portkey. Obviously he couldn’t fight while thousands were there.”
“Well the wards that Zatanna and Dr. Fate put up on the watchtower and our other facilities should hold up against these magic users if they attempted to cause trouble.” Diana said. “From Harry’s reports they are a bit prejudiced and most of them think they are superior to non magical persons.”
“And let’s not forget the Ent Metal that Shayera supplied us with, that metal disrupts magic and its being added to the Watchtower’s armor.” Bruce added as his face was smacked by a curious little hand. “We’re going to have a busy schedule this week, is your mother going to be babysit for my little princess?”
“She is she will arrive on the fourth, and Kara too. You know Astraea loves playing with her” Diana said fondly as she smiled at her daughter.
“She’s fast becoming a bundle of energy that’s for sure.” Bruce replied as his nose was squeezed by his daughter.
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HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED RISES AGAIN! WIZARDING WORLD IN PANIC!
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[/Rita Skeeter
In an elaborate plot, the Dark Lord, thought long dead by the wizarding world rose again using a dark ritual using Neville Longbottom’s blood. The Dark Lord suddenly appeared through a portkey along with a powerful being from the muggle world along with Longbottom.
It was clear that the new being was battling You know Who, and Longbottom confirmed that he was rescued by this Muggle Hero that posses strange powers. He who must not be named according to those who have seen him before his defeat was different as he wielded dark and evil energies that even this reporter could feel it at a distance. Is there no hope as the most feared Dark Lord in history is back? Fear not!
This reporter has learned that this powerful being that sent the Dark Lord running is called Apollo, and he belongs to a powerful muggle organization composed of super powered beings that dedicate themselves in protecting earth from internal and external threats.
THE JUSTICE LEAGUE UNVEILED!
Rita Skeeter*]
Yes this reporter has learned that super powered beings exists in the muggle world and Apollo, the hero who forced the Dark Lord into retreat belong to this organization.
After a lengthy research, this reporter has learned that the Justice League is quite popular in the muggle world as they continue to save the poor muggles from natural disasters and other threats. These “Superheroes” as the muggles called them maintain their secret identities and retain their anonymity by wearing strange costumes and masks.
Apollo, a young man from what this reporter observed from his battle with the Dark Lord, has displayed incredible powers as he singlehandedly saved Earth… yes our planet readers, from planet wide destruction from a meteor, Huge mountains that tumble through space. For more information on meteors, turn to page 14....
[*DEMENTORS REVOLTED! Abandoned post in Azkaban and takes a few prisoners with them!
Penelope Clearwater
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[/Shortly after the rise of the Dark Lord, it was learned through an announcement by Director Bones of the DMLE that Dementors of Azkaban have suddenly deserted their posts for unkown reasons.
The Aurors on Azkaban that three high security prisoners have escaped, Bellatrix Lestrange, her husband Rodulphus and his brother Rabastan Lestrange. Speculations among the Auror forces suspect that this is somehow linked with the rise of the He Who Must Not Be Named.
Director Bones spoke earlier in a press conference. “Wizards and Witches must brush up on their Patronous Charms if they are capable of performing it, or call the Aurors immediately if you have spotted a Dementor. They are invulnerable to most spells…”
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The Warrior, on route to Britain, 7pm April 2
“The cat’s out of the bag now Harry.” Kara said as she folded the wizarding paper and placed it on the table.
“I know… and the League’s taking precautions. Have you seen the upgrades to the Watchtower?” Harry asked as his sister slept soundly in his arms.
“Yeah, it’s becoming a fortress now it’s hardly recognizable from the original watchtower.” Kara replied as she watched her boyfriend. “Now come here and give me a kiss before you head back.”
Harry grinned and leaned down and gave a peck on Kara’s cheek. He handed his sleeping sister gently back to Kara’s arms. “The Dragon will fly back to Hogwarts tomorrow, I’ll see you by the end of the week alright? And say hi to grandma for me Kara.”
Kara nodded and Harry gave his sister a kiss on the forehead and transformed into his battle suit. Apollo flew off and disappeared into the distance. Kara watched the green speck vanish into the horizon. Although Harry could have apparated or used a portal like Dr. Fate, he still flew if there was time. Kara understood this as she also enjoyed the freedom and thrill of flying.
“Alright Astraea, time for you to take a proper nap on your bed. It’s getting colder here.” Kara said and she stood up from her lounge chair. She stopped when a sudden gust of extremely cold air blew and she hugged Astraea closer to her arms to offer the baby girl warmth. She looked around and gasped as the skies suddenly darkened, and circling The Warrior high in the sky were a hundred cloaked figures.
Voldemort was on route to Britain to make his first assault on Diagon Alley. His host had recently joined him, while his three last and loyal servant recuperated in his lair. His keen eyed spotted a large white ship overhead and he grinned. Perhaps this could be dry run. He grinned in delight when he saw a muggle girl carrying a small baby. Perfect… he needed a blood of the innocent for his ritual and this would do so nicely. The Dementors around him sensed his will and they flew down like a horde of locusts and headed to the ship.
“Kara! What should we do?” The Captain asked as the crew scrambled around the deck carrying firearms.
Kara looked up and her breathe started to show as the temperature dropped. Astraea suddenly woke up and she wailed as she saw an army of Dementors circle their ship.
“Call for help! Now!” Kara screamed over the wind. She urgently tapped into her earpiece and called on the Watchtower for help.
“Jonn! Jonn! Transport me into the watchtower! Emergency I have Astraea with me!” Kara said desperately.
“Too m…. interference!... can’t…. lock….” Jonn’s reply said. Kara’s eyes narrowed as she longed to fly out but it looked like the black cloaked figured were surrounding the ship, descending towards The Warrior. She looked at Astraea and saw that the baby girl was whimpering and clutching her tiny fists into her shirt.
Suddenly she felt memories flash by her and she saw a younger Harry shivering and cold as he came out of the forest near Wayne Manor… the young boy suddenly collapsed on the kitchen and didn’t stir despite Kara’s attempts to wake him… She saw Grundy beating her to a pulp... and Luthor wearing that despicable machine hurting her…
Kara gasped and she struggled to focus on the situation at hand… these were Dementors! She recognized the effects from Harry’s description of them last year. Her eyes glowed green and a green dome covered her and Astraea. Shrieks were heard around as the Dementors backed away from her as her bright green lantern energy pushed them away. She saw the rest of the crew shivering and huddling each other as fear overcame them. She was about to help when suddenly a dark blast slammed into her shield and she struggled to maintain it.
A few Dementors attempted to ram the green shield before screaming in frustration. Blast of dark energy buckled her shield again and she looked at the source… it was a snake like man that wore the tattered black robes of the Dementors, though his hood was down. She could actually see the pale face and the blood red eyes staring at her with fascination. She longed to bash that face, but she couldn’t leave Astraea and the crew alone, her first priority was to escape. She looked around but it looked like all exits were covered.
“You’re a fascinating creature… are there more of you? I have recently fought with your kind and I am most curious.” Lord Voldemort said as he floated before the Girl and the baby.
Kara refused to answer as she maintained her shield… focus… She looked towards what she knew to be the Dark Lord that Harry fought a few days ago and saw him preparing another attack.
“NNNNNNN!” Kara let out a hiss as a massive attack hit her shield, but they still held as her will was strong to protect Astraea. She would die if needed be.
“I can see your shield weakening girl… it is hopeless…” Voldemort said. “I shall suck your soul… yes… and give me the girl… I need her blood!”
Kara hugged Astraea harder and used her body to shield the crying baby. “You have to go through me first.” Kara hissed. The Dark Lord narrowed his eyes in annoyance and attacked once more, shattering her shield. She turned around and used her back to absorb the remainder of the attack to protect Astraea and she gritted her teeth when she felt pain.
“Helpckkk…. Coming” Jonn’s voice crackled over her earpiece and Kara felt hope flutter in her heart.
VOLDEEEEMOOOOOOOOOOOORT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Dark Lord turned his head to look at the source of the voice. Who dared called him by his name? His eyes widened in surprise as he saw a pair of furiously burning green eyes that flashed on a very angry face. he only had time to open his mouth before the inevitable happened.
SLAM!!!!!!
A lance of burning Green Light pierced through the throng of Dementors, burning a few who were too slow to move out of the way. Apollo slammed straight to their leader pushing them both clear off the deck and into the sea.
Flickers of white light appeared far into the distance and it soon revealed a pair of Green Lanterns, Superman, Hawk Girl and one very angry mother.
John Stewart’s eyes narrowed and he let out several projectiles to drive the hundreds of Dementors away from the ship. Katma swooped down and provided cover for a very angry mother who physically bashed the Dementors away with her bracers, sending the creatures shrieking as they splashed into the water.
Superman fired off beams from his eyes and punched the Dementors that were near him while Hawkgirl sent several down to the sea using her mace.
Kara released a brief of relief as she saw reinforcements arrive on the scene. Suddenly the batwing arrived and let out several missiles that detonated above the battle illuminating the area with bright light. It was so bright that it looked like the sun had risen again. The Dementors shrieked and they fell back from the onslaught and scattered over different directions.
Wonder Woman landed on the deck and rushed towards Kara and Astraea who still cradled the young baby girl in her arms. Kara patted Astraea who was wailing loudly as her green aura vanished. The Wayne heiress recognized her mother despite the battle armor Diana wore she and immediately held her small tiny arms to be picked up.
“Mommy’s here beloved. You don’t have anything to fear anymore. Shhh” Diana said as she carried her daughter gently, kissing her daughter’s face with loving pecks. “I’m here daughter… we all are.”
The rest of the League landed on the boat and helped the rest of the crew to recover and John Stewart entered the Warrior’s bridge to help the captain who had collapsed from the onslaught.
“We heard your message earlier and Jonn wondered why we couldn’t lock you in our transporter.” Katma said. “Imagine our shock when the satellite images showed the warrior being swarmed by Dementors. Are you alright Kara?”
“I’m... I’m fine… just give me a minute.” Kara said as she stood up shakily. Superman immediately stood by his cousin to offer some support. “That was Voldemort back there.”
Katma nodded grimly. “We suspected too after Zatanna pointed out that it was unusual for Dementors to converge on a ship like that. She’s with Batman on the Batwing.”
The batwing landed on the deck of The Warrior and Batman immediately swooped down to check on his family. Astraea shad topped crying though she still whimpered in her mother’s arms. Batman immediately headed to his daughter and made sure she was fine and walked towards Kara.
“Are you fine Kara?” Batman asked.
“Just a few burns… they will heal later… I’m Fine Batman… the effects of the Dementors though… that’s something else.” Kara replied. A sudden wave of pressure blasted into their faces and Diana headed inside the Warrior to shield her daughter from the wind.
“Turn the Ship around when my son comes back. I want The Warrior back in Wayne Island.” Batman said and the Captain immediately nodded and followed the owner of the ship’s directions.
Kara looked over the horizon and a pulse of pressure passed through her body, and she could see huge plumes of water every time they felt a wave of pressure slammed over their bodies.
“I better check up on Harry.” Superman said. The rest of the league nodded as they stared at the direction Harry had gone through.
Apollo and Voldemort were considerably far from the Warrior but Clark could literally hear the sound of impacts and the tremendous pressure they produced. Suddenly a release of Energy flashed through the horizon sending it high into the clouds. Apollo was cutting loose.
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“ARGHHHH” Voldemort screamed as a fist slammed into his chest and physically dragged him away from the ship at tremendous speeds. After a minute of which his head was dipped at the water where he was forced to swallow an insane amount of saltwater he was slammed into a rocky outcrop of stones and boulders jutting out of the sea. He let loose a powerful surge of dark magic but it barely fazed his opponent as he continued to slam earth shaking strikes at him. The attacks burned his skin and he summoned his energies to counter the effect.
As he struggled to regain his bearings a powerful glowing fist slammed into his face snapping his head back. He looked at his opponent and he only saw the furious green eyes before he saw a white light as a fist slammed to his face again. His back borrowed further into the rocks, digging into his skin as he absorbed the assault.
He was given no quarter, no time to react as fist after fist slammed into him, breaking his ribs and the impacts were so strong that his dark Dementor robe tore strips of cloths off from his body. The water around them flew t o the air at the intense pressure the fists generated, if it were not for his new powers he would surely be dead by now. His opponent was not a mortal that was certain.
The Dark Lord coughed up black blood as he felt himself lifted up by a strong grip on his neck. “Who are you?” Voldemort gasped as the waves crashed into the rocky outcrop, sending a spray of saltwater around them.
“Your doom Voldemort.” Apollo said through clenched fists.
“Doom?” Voldemort laughed weakly. “Foolish! I… I am immortal too! You cannot kill me…. Gurgghhh”
Apollo squeezed his neck preventing him from speaking. “I can and I will… you dare attack the innocent? I will make you pay!”
“OFFFFFF!”
Apollo punched the Dark Lord on the gut and sent him flying through the air and called forth Gryffindor’s sword. The blade burned brightly and Apollo jumped to the air and prepared his blade to slice through the Dark Lord.
Voldemort felt his body tossed through the air and as he fell he saw his opponent rushing up to meet him with a flaming green sword on his hands. Suddenly the Dark Lord was not sure of his immortality anymore… he felt fear… and it was disconcerting. He summoned his remaining powers and held out a palm and let loose a fierce blast.
A sword cut through the attack and his eyes widened as he still saw the being coming at him. He could die here… as Apollo’s blade began to cut skin, Voldemort suddenly vanished in a black wisp of smoke and Apollo’s sword only cut through the air.
“DAMN!” Apollo screamed. The bastard escaped again.
“Apollo?”
Apollo turned around in midair and saw Superman hovering about twenty feet behind him.
“He got away again…” Apollo said. “I wanted to kill the bastard. He dared attack my family? I’ll hunt him down!”
Superman looked unsure of what to say. “You will get him in the end Harry… don’t let your emotions rule your mind. It’s dangerous.”
Apollo nodded and he struggled to control his breathing. He took a last deep breath and exhaled slowly. “I know… he… just pissed me off… It made me so angry… How are Kara and my sister?”
“They’re fine Harry. Just fine. Kara did a good job holding Voldemort and the Dementors off with her shield.” Superman said. “Now let’s go back to the warrior. They’re anxious to see you.”
Apollo nodded and he flew side by side the Kryptonian as they headed back to the Warrior.
“There they are!” Kara said as she pointed at the two figures flying towards them. The other League members turned around and followed to where she was looking at.
“Harry!” Kara shouted and she immediately flew towards her boyfriend even before his feet touched the ground. Harry immediately hugged Kara as he struggled to contain the emotions within him, he still felt anger and rage.
The emotions died down immediately as Kara kissed him quickly and he felt a pair of small hands grab his messed up hair. Apollo smiled as he turned around and saw his mother holding a somewhat calm and curious Astraea in her arms.
“Mum… Astraea.” Harry said as he powered down and Kara immediately took his hand to offer him some comfort.
Diana hugged her son with her free arm as her eyes moistened with tears. “Harry… Kara. You fought to protect your sister. I am so proud of you both.”
“He got away again… next time I’ll make sure there are wards in place… maybe Dr. Fate could cast….” Harry stopped as a hand patted him on the shoulder.
“Dad?” Harry asked as he faced Batman.
“You did well both of you. It doesn’t matter if that…. Monstrosity got away… as long as you are all safe, that’s what matters… rest assured we will not allow him to go unpunished” Batman said as his eyes flashed a bit and Harry nodded in approval. Astraea and Kara almost died, they needed to respond accordingly.
Batman faced Kara. “We owe you… the Wayne family owes you everything Kara. You protected this family’s greatest treasure… what you ask I’ll personally see to it that you receive it.”
Kara smiled. “She’s my little sister Bruce. I would have died for her. Hmmm… alright one thing?”
“Anything” Batman said as Diana and Astraea stood beside him.
“I want your son.” Kara said as she smiled as she raised her hand holding Harry’s to emphasize her point.
Diana laughed softly. “You already have him for a long time daughter.”
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April 25, Headmaster’s office, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
“Let the Order of the Phoenix’s first meeting begin.” Dumbledore said as he sat on his chair. He missed this one, it was taller and had more grandeur than the temporary one on the Dragon.
The Hogwarts contingent had left Beauxbatons a week earlier and as the Dragon arrived and reformed itself into a tower again, they were given a feast to welcome them back. Longbottom was given extra attention as he managed to face He Who Must Not Be Named and lived to tell the tale.
“Our first order of business… the resurrection of…” Dumbledore paused and stared at the chairs surrounding his desk. “…Lord Voldemort.” HE smiled as he saw the shivers in his mind.
“Now Molly… you shouldn’t be afraid of the name” He added. “Now as why the Dark Lord has not attacked yet… I believe he is gathering his forces… while he waits for his loyal servants the Lestranges to recuperate from their ordeal in Azkaban. Now as for the Dementors….”
“OLD COOT! What are you doing?” The sorting Hat asked.
“What?” Dumbledore snapped back.
“Who are you talking too? You’re rambling again.” The Sorting Hat replied. “And they call me crazy…”
“I… I was practicing!” Albus said. “Now shut up… you need some practice as well for the next Sorting. Your song was horrible.”
“It was not! Some of the upper years even asked for the lyrics of my song!” The Sorting hat replied. “And I am not the one who arranges chairs around my office and make crude drawings of imaginary persons on parchment!”
“They are seating plans.” Albus said as he picked up the drawing of one Molly Weasley. It was a circle with a smiley face and a cute bow on top of the head. “It helps me remember where to look, and make me appear infallible and at the same time amaze them with my display of awareness.”
“Your drawing’s suck. I bet Fawkes can draw better than you, and he has talons! You draw like a three year old!” The Sorting hat replied.
“I have enough of your criticisms.” Albus said as he strode to the shelf where the Hat sat on. “I’m placing you on the drawer until you develop some respect!”
The Headmaster sniffed as he smelled the weird scent on the Hat. “Is that perfume you are wearing?”
“I stayed at my Luna’s dorm all year long.” The Sorting hat said smugly. “That girl is just heaven… she liked to cuddle and moan in her sleep… Thanks again Fawkes.”
Albus stared at his familiar and the phoenix vanished in a burst of flames to escape the disapproving stare. He placed the hat on the drawer and sat on his desk once again. “Where was I… yes… Fear of a name increases fear for the thing itself… and…”
Dumbledore stopped as he noticed one chair did not have a picture representing its member. Albus drew a piece of black parchment and quill and started to draw.
Biting his lower lip, he drew a crudely drawn circle and placed to triangles on top of the head to serve as ears. A long tail at the bottom served as a tail and he placed a badly drawn face on the circle. He smiled and wrote the words in his loopy cursive handwriting…
MINERVA
It was fitting, as the drawing was a pussy.
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Chapter 26: The Justice League
Auror Garrison, Azkaban Island, North Sea
Auror Ribson took a deep puff from his cigarette as he tried to warm himself against the chilly wind of the North Sea. His station was the least desirable of all as his face was subjected to the stinging wind and the spray of the sea as waves crashed on the jagged rocks surrounding the island. The auror looked longingly as he heard the rest of his comrades laugh as they listened to the latest Quidditch match.
A sudden wind, colder than he had ever felt slammed into his small guard station, and the light on the end of his cigarette died down at the sudden drop in temperature. Suddenly horrific wails and cries of terror were heard from the inmates and it chilled his spine. Even after two years manning his post in Azkaban he never got used to those tormented sounds but it was louder than before and the inmates were supposed to be sleeping.
“What the hell?” Auror Ribson breathed out as he looked at the massive triangular citadel that was Azkaban prison. Out of every window, door and opening hundreds of Black Cloak figures flew out of the structure. He heard the thousand wails and cries of the inmates as suddenly all of the Dementors became active.
Dark trails were everywhere as the Dementors abandoned their posts, leaving dark streaks across the darkening skies. A cold wind now blew and Ribson immediately ran inside the garrison.
“The Dementors! Something’s happening!” Ribson shouted and immediately all the aurors donned their robes and wands and headed outside.
“Morganna and Merlin…”
Ribson heard his Auror Captain mutter. It was a spectacular sight as hundreds of dark trails made by Dementors spiraled against each other. It seemed they were moving as a flock, and it looked like they were heading for the Isles.
The aurors were used to the presence of the Dementors, they were the most hardened of Aurors, tough mentally and physically. But even they shuddered as the Dementors passed over their camps and they covered their ears as they heard the shrieks and wails of the undead guards.
“Alert the Ministry!” The Auror Captain snapped.
“Shouldn’t we try and stop them?” Auror Wood asked as he fingered his wand. All of them were trained to produce a patronous, the charm designed to repel a Dementor.
“We couldn’t even if we tried… they will just suck our souls dry.” The Auror Captain replied. “It looks like they’re gone, make emergency rounds on the prison to check on the prisoners. Gibson, head to the Ministry and alert Madame Bones to mobilize the Aurors.”
“Yes Sir!” The aurors rushed and to obey their garrison commander’s instructions.
The Auror captain gazed at the horizon as he observed the Dementors departing the island. He wondered if any force on this earth could stop such a dark army. He rubbed the hairs that stood up on the back of his neck and followed his men to the Citadel.
The Aurors immediately headed to the high security prison and their faces paled as they saw three of the inmates in the High Security wing were missing.
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Headmistress’ Office, Beauxbatons
“How did he manage to get back Dumbledore? What should we do?” Cornelius Fudge fretted as he squirmed in his seat. After taking several calming potions from the Beauxbatons Healer, he managed to compose himself and attend the emergency meeting. The Ministers of Magic of France, Bulgaria and the United States were also there, concerned about the new development.
“He used Neville Longbottom’s blood in a dark ritual to gain a body…” Dumbledore replied as he stroked his beard, deep in thought. “… though I am very concerned about his new appearance… it almost seemed like he generated the same frost aura and fear like a Dementors….” Dumbledore’s eyes widened as he solved a piece of the puzzle.
“Cornelius! Is Barty Crouch Senior here? We need to interrogate him!” Albus exclaimed.
“I saw him in the healer’s wing. The healer told me he is suffering from the long term exposure to the Imperius Curse and dark magic.” Cornelius shuddered as he remembered seeing the expression on the man’s face.
“We need to speak with him, he is the key… If you can spare a few aurors to bring him here Minister Villard? “ Dumbledore asked.
“Of course Dumbledore.” Villard said and he nodded to one of his aides. The young woman nodded and rushed out of the office to the detachment of Aurors guarding the room.
Dumbledore nodded in thanks. “Thank you Minister Villard… now about the identity of…”
He was interrupted again as another aid, this time of Cornelius Fudge rushed inside the office. “Minister Fudge! The Dementors of Azkaban have left their post! The auror garrison commander just said they all left in a swarm!” The aide panted as he struggled to regain his breathing.
Fudge’ face immediately paled. “How can this be? We have them under control with the artifact… That’s not possible! Activate all the Aurors at once!” The other ministers of Magic looked at each other, worried about this new development. Voldemort was bad enough… but this?
Dumbledore stood up from his chair and headed to the window overlooking the gardens of Beauxbatons. “It is a I feared… somehow Voldemort has obtained the black heart… the artifact that controls the wills of the Dementors… and only a few in the Ministry have access to where it is guarded. Bones, Myself, Fudge and… Crouch.”
“You think that somehow You know Who used Crouch to acquire the Magical Artifact?” Olympe asked from her seat behind the headmistress’ desk.
“No, I do not think… I know. This breakout if the Dementors confirms it.” Dumbledore replied. “We must act to contain Voldemort and his forces. What about the prisoners? Have they escaped?” Dumbledore asked the aide.
“We don’t know yet, the auror that reported in said that the Garrison Commander ordered his forces to patrol the citadel to maintain order and prevent escape.” The aide replied.
The door opened again and two large, grim faced aurors brought in Crouch who looked dazed, like he was drugged.
“Crouch… tell me what happened.”
Crouch lifted his head and looked at the grim faces of Dumbledore and the Ministers of Magic of France, Bulgaria and the United States.
After a lengthy interrogation, no Veritaserum was needed as Crouch voluntarily told everything, even his role to have his son escape Azkaban, Dumbledore learned of the Voldemort’s plans. It was an elaborate plot to secure Longbottom’s blood by using the tournament and the third task to kidnap the Tri Wizard Champion. Fear hung on the room as they realized the implications of the Dark Lord’s resurrection and the new powers the Dark Lord seems to posses.
Crouch was led back to the Healer’s wing to rest, it was obvious he was an unwilling participant, though he would face an inquiry on how his son escaped Azkaban in the first place.
“The Dark Lord… with the powers of a Dementor…. I fear that not even I could sing handedly defeat him…” Dumbledore said.
“But you’re among the most powerful Wizards there is!” Fudge cried and Dumbledore was immediately reminded of Longbottom’s earlier reaction.
“His power now… from what I’ve seen surpasses my own.” Dumbledore admitted as he faced the Ministers in the room. “But hope is not at all lost… we have a champion on our side.”
“Yes! The green being that sent You know who running! Who is he?” Fudge asked.
“I know for a fact that this ‘Guardian’ has saved my school a couple of times from the Dark Lord. He was the one that protected the Philosopher’s stone when Voldemort attempted to steal it… and it was the guardian that destroyed Voldemort’s shade and his pet Basilisk… and rescued the victims from the chamber of secrets.” Dumbledore replied. Yes it all fit now… all along someone was watching them, ready to step in when needed.
“Although I do not have a clue to the identity of our mysterious guardian.” Dumbledore added.
The other ministers and Karkaroff and Olympe also admitted they had no idea who or what the green being was, except for one and Dumbledore noticed this.
“You know something Minister Brown?” Dumbledore asked as he looked at the slight smile on Allen Brown’s face.
“Yes and I know who he is associated with, what group he belongs too and his purpose.” Allen Brown admitted. Dumbledore’s eyebrows widened as he listened to the man, this was interesting news!
“Tell us! We will send envoys and ask for their alliance!” Fudge said as he looked eagerly at his counterpart from the United States.
“My daughter… she’s not magical you see…” Allen Brown began and he stopped at the snort Fudge let out. Immediately every person in the room shot the prejudiced Minister filthy looks and he immediately shut up.
“My daughter… She studies at a non magical school and is quite acquainted with the non magical world. She follows the latest news and I make it a point to be updated in the latest news.” Allen Brown continued.
“And how is this related to the Guardian’s identity?” Dumbledore asked impatiently.
“It is all related… you see Magical Government is aware of certain beings… that have powers that match and even exceed our own in the Non Magical World. When our magical government first learned of their existence, we were quite worried at first.” Allen Brown said to his eagerly listening audience.
“They are what the non magical world calls Meta Humans, and like any society, some use their power for evil and personal gains while another uses them for the welfare of all. The meta humans that use their power responsibly are called ‘superheroes’ and have formed a large, powerful and complex organization called the Justice League.” Brown said.
“And you think this… green being … is a member of that group?” Dumbledore asked skeptically.
“No… I know he is.” Allen Brown said as he grinned. “His name is Apollo, one of the newest members of the Justice League.”
“How could an entire group exist without us knowing?” Fudge asked. “Are they a threat?” He did not like the idea of an organization that existed outside the Magical world.
“Heavens no! This group fights every day to uphold the ideals they value… Peace, justice and equality. And Cornelius, don’t even think of threatening them. They have the support of practically every non magical government in the world. If we went to war with them we would get annihilated.” Brown replied.
“How large is their organization? And tell me more about this Apollo…” Dumbledore asked. at least he had a name to match the face of the guardian.
“Hundreds of super powered beings… and they have affiliates with most groups in every part of the world. Apollo… he is a mystery as he just joined the League a few years ago. He is powerful… very powerful… he saved the earth once from worldwide destruction.” Brown said.
“Worldwide destruction? You must be insane Allen! Such a threat could not exist!” Fudge scoffed at his counterpart’s words.
“Not insane, and also not Ignorant.” Brown snapped back. “I’ll show you… when we first saw this the Ministry of my country was quite surprised.” He looked at his aide and the young man pulled out a device and gave it to his boss.
“Wayne Tech… Muggle devices don’t work here Allen” Dumbledore said as he read the label on the muggle device as Brown tinkered with his laptop.
“This does… it’s a special device the Wayne Electronics produce for the non magical military forces… it is shielded against… Electro magnetic pulses or EMP. He looked at the blank faces and smirked. “Ignorance is bliss… but deadly. And I believe young Harry Wayne studies at your school Dumbledore.”
“Yes… we are proud of him.” Dumbledore smirked back. “He has good taste in proper and pure Wizard Education after all.”
“Hmfff… It continues to puzzle me why Harry picked Hogwarts over Salem… Director Sabrina was surprised. Anyway here watch this.” Brown said as he turned the thick laptop around so that the persons around him could watch the screen. The wizards in the room leaned in as they looked at the screen that flickered to life.
A large fiery projectile… as big as a mountain or bigger descended from the heavens as Olympe gasped at the sight. The large projectile dissipated the clouds as it seared through the skies… it was like the Gods had made their Judgment and deemed that Earth should be destroyed.
“We’re gonna die!” Fudge screamed and the other wizards and witches watched the video with worried looks. Brown snickered as he watched the faces of his counterparts.
A green light suddenly appeared from the left of the screen and it was obvious that it intended to intercept the fiery mass and whoever held the camera zoomed in at the figure.
Dumbledore gasped as he saw the shape, it was the same one they have seen earlier.
“Apollo!” Dumbledore breathed out and Brown nodded.
“Yes… he was stationed in California to serve as the last line of defense.” Brown said.
Seconds before the impact Apollo’s green aura flared and he pierced through the meteor and a moment later the fiery mass exploded and the shock wave from the explosion caused the image to shake. The video ended and the wizards and witches looked around with mouths wide open.
Brown and his aide exchanged amused smirks as they observed the extremely entertaining sight inside Madame Olympe’s office.
“That’s… That’s… Incredible!” Dumbledore exclaimed. “No human, muggle or wizard could have accomplished that singlehandedly!”
“Yes… except for the Justice League. The Magical Government of the United States are still wondering who sent these meteors, but we are glad the Justice League was there to stop them.”
“Voldemort stands no chance if he is up against these powerful beings. We must send an envoy to their organization and recruit their help!” Fudge said excitedly.
“No… this ‘Justice League’ cannot do it alone… they need the help of the Magical World.” Brown warned. “They are also extremely busy, as their purpose is the protection of the whole non magical world, not just some prejudiced Magical Society in Britain.”
“I agree with Allen. This Justice League will certainly help, but Voldemort must never be underestimated. Tell me more about the League.” Dumbledore said as his eyes twinkled as he looked at Allen Brown.
Amidst the finery of Madame Olympe’s office a beetle took a comfortable position as it listened eagerly at the fascinating conversation. She was sure this piece of news would give her more galleons than she can count from her mysterious client.
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“Harry!” Hermione exclaimed as her friend entered their room at the Dragon.
“Did you see Tonks? She just left! Are you hurt? Where is Voldemort?” Hermione asked as she hugged Harry. Daphne hugged her friend a second later after she scrambled out of the bed to greet the young Wayne heir.
“I’m fine… just a small bruise.” Harry said as he hugged his friends back.
“What happened to Voldemort?” Daphne asked as she inspected Harry for wounds.
“He’s gone… he apparated after our clash. How’s Neville?” Harry asked.
“He’s under guard now on Dumbledore’s orders. He’s somewhere inside Beauxbatons with Professor McGonagall and a squad of Aurors to ensure his safety.” Hermione replied.
“And Fleur and Krum?” Harry asked.
“Krum’s inside Beauxbatons too, he was shaken up by that fight. Fleur’s with her family now. They’re inside Beauxbatons too. She told me to tell you that she wants to speak with you later” Daphne answered.
“Good. At least no one got hurt.“ Harry breathed a sigh of relief. “Alright I’ll meet with Fleur later.”
“What are we going to do now?” Hermione asked her friend. “Is the League mobilizing?”
“They are… though this is not an Omega Level threat yet. They’re still busy monitoring the escalating clashes between Apokalyps and New Genesis. As for Voldemort… we wait for his next move. Dad and Sirius are trying to find his lair, wherever it is.” Harry replied as he lied down on his bed.
“Are you hungry Harry?” Daphne asked. “I’m sure you are a bit hungry because I prepared an omelet sandwich and I used the recipe from your cook book. The elves supplies me with the ingredients and even Hermione ate one”
Harry sat on the bed. “Really? Sure I’d love one! Thanks Daphne!” He did not notice Hermione’s wide eyed look behind Daphne and making a retching movement with her hands and mouth.
“Here!” Daphne said as she handed a plate to Harry. “Cooking’s easy! I never realized that it’s like potions!”
Harry eagerly bit into the sandwich and his eyes widened. “Daphne… how many pinches of salt did you put on the egg mixture?” Harry asked as he forced his face to remain impassive.
“Uhmmm a couple more than what the book suggested… it made the sandwich prettier! The salt makes it sparkle” Daphne said brightly. “Of course I haven’t tasted it yet but Hermione thought it was very different!”
Harry forced himself to chew and he was about to get a glass of water when Hermione gave him one. “Very different…” Harry said as he drank half of the water in the glass.
“Take a bite Daphne.” Harry said as he handed half the sandwich back to his friend.
Daphne looked puzzled and she bit into her own creation and after tasting one she immediately spat out the food. Harry tilted his head sideways, as he expected the reaction and he grinned at his friend who was trying to wipe her tongue.
“That’s horrible!” Daphne exclaimed as she drank Harry’s remaining water. She turned to Hermione who was biting her lips to keep from laughing.
“You said it was different!” Daphne said to Hermione. Her eyes watered as she realized her failure.
“It certainly is… it was too salty. And the egg was not cooked enough.” Hermione said as she patted her friend’s back. “It was a good first try though… I just don’t want to hurt your feelings.”
“That’s a bad attitude Hermione.” Harry said. “Daphne should always get the truth from her friends no matter how negative it is instead of a hurtful criticism from others. Otherwise she wouldn’t improve at all. Cheer up Daphne, I like your attitude in presentation of the dish, we just need to work on your cooking”
“Thanks… I just thought I made a nice sandwich… it was the first time I prepared food on my own.” Daphne replied. “Thanks for pointing it out Harry. I thought it was very similar to brewing potions.”
“Why do you think I don’t get grades as high as you if potions and cooking are the same?” Harry asked. “Cheer up Daphne… it was a good first attempt.”
“Yeah Daph, don’t put yourself down.” Hermione said.
“And I have a way to make you better at cooking Daphne.” Harry said.
“How?” Daphne asked.
“Chef Harry needs an assistant for his show.” Harry grinned.
Hermione observed her friends’ antics and smiled in amusement. She was amazed at how Harry was reacting to the situations, just an hour ago he was in a battle with a resurrected Dark Lord and now he’s recruiting Daphne for his show.
If she was in Harry’s place she was sure to be freaking out and panicking after the moment. She looked at Daphne and Harry eagerly making plans and shook her head in disbelief. It must be a Superhero thing, to have the toughness and mental fortitude that Harry possessed.
“Her Hermione! Stop mooning over there and come here! What do you think about Daphne appearing for a 5 part series?” Harry asked.
“Yeah Hermy! Get your bum over here!” Daphne called out.
Hermione smiled and jumped to the bed that Daphne and Hermione were sitting on.
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The Warrior
“What’s the situation?” Diana asked as Bruce entered the parlor. Astraea who was in her mother’s arms smiled and held her hands out for her father.
Bruce’s scowl disappeared and he picked up his daughter and the Wayne Heiress happily gurgled.
“DA!” Astraea exclaimed.
“Hello princess.” Bruce said fondly as he kissed her daughters cheek. Astraea played with her father’s tie as Bruce reported the events among the crowd.
“It was chaotic… I just met Harry before he went back to check on Hermione and Daphne. He told me that he’s waiting for that animagus reporter Rita Skeeter to give her report tomorrow night.”
“And Harry? How is my son?” Diana asked.
“He’s fine, he’s handling this crisis well.” Bruce said proudly. “Although he’s concerned about revealing our organization to the wizarding world because of his confrontation with Voldemort. He wanted to get Neville out of the way before unleashing his full powers but unfortunately he was taken along with that portkey. Obviously he couldn’t fight while thousands were there.”
“Well the wards that Zatanna and Dr. Fate put up on the watchtower and our other facilities should hold up against these magic users if they attempted to cause trouble.” Diana said. “From Harry’s reports they are a bit prejudiced and most of them think they are superior to non magical persons.”
“And let’s not forget the Ent Metal that Shayera supplied us with, that metal disrupts magic and its being added to the Watchtower’s armor.” Bruce added as his face was smacked by a curious little hand. “We’re going to have a busy schedule this week, is your mother going to be babysit for my little princess?”
“She is she will arrive on the fourth, and Kara too. You know Astraea loves playing with her” Diana said fondly as she smiled at her daughter.
“She’s fast becoming a bundle of energy that’s for sure.” Bruce replied as his nose was squeezed by his daughter.
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HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED RISES AGAIN! WIZARDING WORLD IN PANIC!
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[/Rita Skeeter
In an elaborate plot, the Dark Lord, thought long dead by the wizarding world rose again using a dark ritual using Neville Longbottom’s blood. The Dark Lord suddenly appeared through a portkey along with a powerful being from the muggle world along with Longbottom.
It was clear that the new being was battling You know Who, and Longbottom confirmed that he was rescued by this Muggle Hero that posses strange powers. He who must not be named according to those who have seen him before his defeat was different as he wielded dark and evil energies that even this reporter could feel it at a distance. Is there no hope as the most feared Dark Lord in history is back? Fear not!
This reporter has learned that this powerful being that sent the Dark Lord running is called Apollo, and he belongs to a powerful muggle organization composed of super powered beings that dedicate themselves in protecting earth from internal and external threats.
THE JUSTICE LEAGUE UNVEILED!
Rita Skeeter*]
Yes this reporter has learned that super powered beings exists in the muggle world and Apollo, the hero who forced the Dark Lord into retreat belong to this organization.
After a lengthy research, this reporter has learned that the Justice League is quite popular in the muggle world as they continue to save the poor muggles from natural disasters and other threats. These “Superheroes” as the muggles called them maintain their secret identities and retain their anonymity by wearing strange costumes and masks.
Apollo, a young man from what this reporter observed from his battle with the Dark Lord, has displayed incredible powers as he singlehandedly saved Earth… yes our planet readers, from planet wide destruction from a meteor, Huge mountains that tumble through space. For more information on meteors, turn to page 14....
[*DEMENTORS REVOLTED! Abandoned post in Azkaban and takes a few prisoners with them!
Penelope Clearwater
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[/Shortly after the rise of the Dark Lord, it was learned through an announcement by Director Bones of the DMLE that Dementors of Azkaban have suddenly deserted their posts for unkown reasons.
The Aurors on Azkaban that three high security prisoners have escaped, Bellatrix Lestrange, her husband Rodulphus and his brother Rabastan Lestrange. Speculations among the Auror forces suspect that this is somehow linked with the rise of the He Who Must Not Be Named.
Director Bones spoke earlier in a press conference. “Wizards and Witches must brush up on their Patronous Charms if they are capable of performing it, or call the Aurors immediately if you have spotted a Dementor. They are invulnerable to most spells…”
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The Warrior, on route to Britain, 7pm April 2
“The cat’s out of the bag now Harry.” Kara said as she folded the wizarding paper and placed it on the table.
“I know… and the League’s taking precautions. Have you seen the upgrades to the Watchtower?” Harry asked as his sister slept soundly in his arms.
“Yeah, it’s becoming a fortress now it’s hardly recognizable from the original watchtower.” Kara replied as she watched her boyfriend. “Now come here and give me a kiss before you head back.”
Harry grinned and leaned down and gave a peck on Kara’s cheek. He handed his sleeping sister gently back to Kara’s arms. “The Dragon will fly back to Hogwarts tomorrow, I’ll see you by the end of the week alright? And say hi to grandma for me Kara.”
Kara nodded and Harry gave his sister a kiss on the forehead and transformed into his battle suit. Apollo flew off and disappeared into the distance. Kara watched the green speck vanish into the horizon. Although Harry could have apparated or used a portal like Dr. Fate, he still flew if there was time. Kara understood this as she also enjoyed the freedom and thrill of flying.
“Alright Astraea, time for you to take a proper nap on your bed. It’s getting colder here.” Kara said and she stood up from her lounge chair. She stopped when a sudden gust of extremely cold air blew and she hugged Astraea closer to her arms to offer the baby girl warmth. She looked around and gasped as the skies suddenly darkened, and circling The Warrior high in the sky were a hundred cloaked figures.
Voldemort was on route to Britain to make his first assault on Diagon Alley. His host had recently joined him, while his three last and loyal servant recuperated in his lair. His keen eyed spotted a large white ship overhead and he grinned. Perhaps this could be dry run. He grinned in delight when he saw a muggle girl carrying a small baby. Perfect… he needed a blood of the innocent for his ritual and this would do so nicely. The Dementors around him sensed his will and they flew down like a horde of locusts and headed to the ship.
“Kara! What should we do?” The Captain asked as the crew scrambled around the deck carrying firearms.
Kara looked up and her breathe started to show as the temperature dropped. Astraea suddenly woke up and she wailed as she saw an army of Dementors circle their ship.
“Call for help! Now!” Kara screamed over the wind. She urgently tapped into her earpiece and called on the Watchtower for help.
“Jonn! Jonn! Transport me into the watchtower! Emergency I have Astraea with me!” Kara said desperately.
“Too m…. interference!... can’t…. lock….” Jonn’s reply said. Kara’s eyes narrowed as she longed to fly out but it looked like the black cloaked figured were surrounding the ship, descending towards The Warrior. She looked at Astraea and saw that the baby girl was whimpering and clutching her tiny fists into her shirt.
Suddenly she felt memories flash by her and she saw a younger Harry shivering and cold as he came out of the forest near Wayne Manor… the young boy suddenly collapsed on the kitchen and didn’t stir despite Kara’s attempts to wake him… She saw Grundy beating her to a pulp... and Luthor wearing that despicable machine hurting her…
Kara gasped and she struggled to focus on the situation at hand… these were Dementors! She recognized the effects from Harry’s description of them last year. Her eyes glowed green and a green dome covered her and Astraea. Shrieks were heard around as the Dementors backed away from her as her bright green lantern energy pushed them away. She saw the rest of the crew shivering and huddling each other as fear overcame them. She was about to help when suddenly a dark blast slammed into her shield and she struggled to maintain it.
A few Dementors attempted to ram the green shield before screaming in frustration. Blast of dark energy buckled her shield again and she looked at the source… it was a snake like man that wore the tattered black robes of the Dementors, though his hood was down. She could actually see the pale face and the blood red eyes staring at her with fascination. She longed to bash that face, but she couldn’t leave Astraea and the crew alone, her first priority was to escape. She looked around but it looked like all exits were covered.
“You’re a fascinating creature… are there more of you? I have recently fought with your kind and I am most curious.” Lord Voldemort said as he floated before the Girl and the baby.
Kara refused to answer as she maintained her shield… focus… She looked towards what she knew to be the Dark Lord that Harry fought a few days ago and saw him preparing another attack.
“NNNNNNN!” Kara let out a hiss as a massive attack hit her shield, but they still held as her will was strong to protect Astraea. She would die if needed be.
“I can see your shield weakening girl… it is hopeless…” Voldemort said. “I shall suck your soul… yes… and give me the girl… I need her blood!”
Kara hugged Astraea harder and used her body to shield the crying baby. “You have to go through me first.” Kara hissed. The Dark Lord narrowed his eyes in annoyance and attacked once more, shattering her shield. She turned around and used her back to absorb the remainder of the attack to protect Astraea and she gritted her teeth when she felt pain.
“Helpckkk…. Coming” Jonn’s voice crackled over her earpiece and Kara felt hope flutter in her heart.
VOLDEEEEMOOOOOOOOOOOORT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Dark Lord turned his head to look at the source of the voice. Who dared called him by his name? His eyes widened in surprise as he saw a pair of furiously burning green eyes that flashed on a very angry face. he only had time to open his mouth before the inevitable happened.
SLAM!!!!!!
A lance of burning Green Light pierced through the throng of Dementors, burning a few who were too slow to move out of the way. Apollo slammed straight to their leader pushing them both clear off the deck and into the sea.
Flickers of white light appeared far into the distance and it soon revealed a pair of Green Lanterns, Superman, Hawk Girl and one very angry mother.
John Stewart’s eyes narrowed and he let out several projectiles to drive the hundreds of Dementors away from the ship. Katma swooped down and provided cover for a very angry mother who physically bashed the Dementors away with her bracers, sending the creatures shrieking as they splashed into the water.
Superman fired off beams from his eyes and punched the Dementors that were near him while Hawkgirl sent several down to the sea using her mace.
Kara released a brief of relief as she saw reinforcements arrive on the scene. Suddenly the batwing arrived and let out several missiles that detonated above the battle illuminating the area with bright light. It was so bright that it looked like the sun had risen again. The Dementors shrieked and they fell back from the onslaught and scattered over different directions.
Wonder Woman landed on the deck and rushed towards Kara and Astraea who still cradled the young baby girl in her arms. Kara patted Astraea who was wailing loudly as her green aura vanished. The Wayne heiress recognized her mother despite the battle armor Diana wore she and immediately held her small tiny arms to be picked up.
“Mommy’s here beloved. You don’t have anything to fear anymore. Shhh” Diana said as she carried her daughter gently, kissing her daughter’s face with loving pecks. “I’m here daughter… we all are.”
The rest of the League landed on the boat and helped the rest of the crew to recover and John Stewart entered the Warrior’s bridge to help the captain who had collapsed from the onslaught.
“We heard your message earlier and Jonn wondered why we couldn’t lock you in our transporter.” Katma said. “Imagine our shock when the satellite images showed the warrior being swarmed by Dementors. Are you alright Kara?”
“I’m... I’m fine… just give me a minute.” Kara said as she stood up shakily. Superman immediately stood by his cousin to offer some support. “That was Voldemort back there.”
Katma nodded grimly. “We suspected too after Zatanna pointed out that it was unusual for Dementors to converge on a ship like that. She’s with Batman on the Batwing.”
The batwing landed on the deck of The Warrior and Batman immediately swooped down to check on his family. Astraea shad topped crying though she still whimpered in her mother’s arms. Batman immediately headed to his daughter and made sure she was fine and walked towards Kara.
“Are you fine Kara?” Batman asked.
“Just a few burns… they will heal later… I’m Fine Batman… the effects of the Dementors though… that’s something else.” Kara replied. A sudden wave of pressure blasted into their faces and Diana headed inside the Warrior to shield her daughter from the wind.
“Turn the Ship around when my son comes back. I want The Warrior back in Wayne Island.” Batman said and the Captain immediately nodded and followed the owner of the ship’s directions.
Kara looked over the horizon and a pulse of pressure passed through her body, and she could see huge plumes of water every time they felt a wave of pressure slammed over their bodies.
“I better check up on Harry.” Superman said. The rest of the league nodded as they stared at the direction Harry had gone through.
Apollo and Voldemort were considerably far from the Warrior but Clark could literally hear the sound of impacts and the tremendous pressure they produced. Suddenly a release of Energy flashed through the horizon sending it high into the clouds. Apollo was cutting loose.
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“ARGHHHH” Voldemort screamed as a fist slammed into his chest and physically dragged him away from the ship at tremendous speeds. After a minute of which his head was dipped at the water where he was forced to swallow an insane amount of saltwater he was slammed into a rocky outcrop of stones and boulders jutting out of the sea. He let loose a powerful surge of dark magic but it barely fazed his opponent as he continued to slam earth shaking strikes at him. The attacks burned his skin and he summoned his energies to counter the effect.
As he struggled to regain his bearings a powerful glowing fist slammed into his face snapping his head back. He looked at his opponent and he only saw the furious green eyes before he saw a white light as a fist slammed to his face again. His back borrowed further into the rocks, digging into his skin as he absorbed the assault.
He was given no quarter, no time to react as fist after fist slammed into him, breaking his ribs and the impacts were so strong that his dark Dementor robe tore strips of cloths off from his body. The water around them flew t o the air at the intense pressure the fists generated, if it were not for his new powers he would surely be dead by now. His opponent was not a mortal that was certain.
The Dark Lord coughed up black blood as he felt himself lifted up by a strong grip on his neck. “Who are you?” Voldemort gasped as the waves crashed into the rocky outcrop, sending a spray of saltwater around them.
“Your doom Voldemort.” Apollo said through clenched fists.
“Doom?” Voldemort laughed weakly. “Foolish! I… I am immortal too! You cannot kill me…. Gurgghhh”
Apollo squeezed his neck preventing him from speaking. “I can and I will… you dare attack the innocent? I will make you pay!”
“OFFFFFF!”
Apollo punched the Dark Lord on the gut and sent him flying through the air and called forth Gryffindor’s sword. The blade burned brightly and Apollo jumped to the air and prepared his blade to slice through the Dark Lord.
Voldemort felt his body tossed through the air and as he fell he saw his opponent rushing up to meet him with a flaming green sword on his hands. Suddenly the Dark Lord was not sure of his immortality anymore… he felt fear… and it was disconcerting. He summoned his remaining powers and held out a palm and let loose a fierce blast.
A sword cut through the attack and his eyes widened as he still saw the being coming at him. He could die here… as Apollo’s blade began to cut skin, Voldemort suddenly vanished in a black wisp of smoke and Apollo’s sword only cut through the air.
“DAMN!” Apollo screamed. The bastard escaped again.
“Apollo?”
Apollo turned around in midair and saw Superman hovering about twenty feet behind him.
“He got away again…” Apollo said. “I wanted to kill the bastard. He dared attack my family? I’ll hunt him down!”
Superman looked unsure of what to say. “You will get him in the end Harry… don’t let your emotions rule your mind. It’s dangerous.”
Apollo nodded and he struggled to control his breathing. He took a last deep breath and exhaled slowly. “I know… he… just pissed me off… It made me so angry… How are Kara and my sister?”
“They’re fine Harry. Just fine. Kara did a good job holding Voldemort and the Dementors off with her shield.” Superman said. “Now let’s go back to the warrior. They’re anxious to see you.”
Apollo nodded and he flew side by side the Kryptonian as they headed back to the Warrior.
“There they are!” Kara said as she pointed at the two figures flying towards them. The other League members turned around and followed to where she was looking at.
“Harry!” Kara shouted and she immediately flew towards her boyfriend even before his feet touched the ground. Harry immediately hugged Kara as he struggled to contain the emotions within him, he still felt anger and rage.
The emotions died down immediately as Kara kissed him quickly and he felt a pair of small hands grab his messed up hair. Apollo smiled as he turned around and saw his mother holding a somewhat calm and curious Astraea in her arms.
“Mum… Astraea.” Harry said as he powered down and Kara immediately took his hand to offer him some comfort.
Diana hugged her son with her free arm as her eyes moistened with tears. “Harry… Kara. You fought to protect your sister. I am so proud of you both.”
“He got away again… next time I’ll make sure there are wards in place… maybe Dr. Fate could cast….” Harry stopped as a hand patted him on the shoulder.
“Dad?” Harry asked as he faced Batman.
“You did well both of you. It doesn’t matter if that…. Monstrosity got away… as long as you are all safe, that’s what matters… rest assured we will not allow him to go unpunished” Batman said as his eyes flashed a bit and Harry nodded in approval. Astraea and Kara almost died, they needed to respond accordingly.
Batman faced Kara. “We owe you… the Wayne family owes you everything Kara. You protected this family’s greatest treasure… what you ask I’ll personally see to it that you receive it.”
Kara smiled. “She’s my little sister Bruce. I would have died for her. Hmmm… alright one thing?”
“Anything” Batman said as Diana and Astraea stood beside him.
“I want your son.” Kara said as she smiled as she raised her hand holding Harry’s to emphasize her point.
Diana laughed softly. “You already have him for a long time daughter.”
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April 25, Headmaster’s office, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
“Let the Order of the Phoenix’s first meeting begin.” Dumbledore said as he sat on his chair. He missed this one, it was taller and had more grandeur than the temporary one on the Dragon.
The Hogwarts contingent had left Beauxbatons a week earlier and as the Dragon arrived and reformed itself into a tower again, they were given a feast to welcome them back. Longbottom was given extra attention as he managed to face He Who Must Not Be Named and lived to tell the tale.
“Our first order of business… the resurrection of…” Dumbledore paused and stared at the chairs surrounding his desk. “…Lord Voldemort.” HE smiled as he saw the shivers in his mind.
“Now Molly… you shouldn’t be afraid of the name” He added. “Now as why the Dark Lord has not attacked yet… I believe he is gathering his forces… while he waits for his loyal servants the Lestranges to recuperate from their ordeal in Azkaban. Now as for the Dementors….”
“OLD COOT! What are you doing?” The sorting Hat asked.
“What?” Dumbledore snapped back.
“Who are you talking too? You’re rambling again.” The Sorting Hat replied. “And they call me crazy…”
“I… I was practicing!” Albus said. “Now shut up… you need some practice as well for the next Sorting. Your song was horrible.”
“It was not! Some of the upper years even asked for the lyrics of my song!” The Sorting hat replied. “And I am not the one who arranges chairs around my office and make crude drawings of imaginary persons on parchment!”
“They are seating plans.” Albus said as he picked up the drawing of one Molly Weasley. It was a circle with a smiley face and a cute bow on top of the head. “It helps me remember where to look, and make me appear infallible and at the same time amaze them with my display of awareness.”
“Your drawing’s suck. I bet Fawkes can draw better than you, and he has talons! You draw like a three year old!” The Sorting hat replied.
“I have enough of your criticisms.” Albus said as he strode to the shelf where the Hat sat on. “I’m placing you on the drawer until you develop some respect!”
The Headmaster sniffed as he smelled the weird scent on the Hat. “Is that perfume you are wearing?”
“I stayed at my Luna’s dorm all year long.” The Sorting hat said smugly. “That girl is just heaven… she liked to cuddle and moan in her sleep… Thanks again Fawkes.”
Albus stared at his familiar and the phoenix vanished in a burst of flames to escape the disapproving stare. He placed the hat on the drawer and sat on his desk once again. “Where was I… yes… Fear of a name increases fear for the thing itself… and…”
Dumbledore stopped as he noticed one chair did not have a picture representing its member. Albus drew a piece of black parchment and quill and started to draw.
Biting his lower lip, he drew a crudely drawn circle and placed to triangles on top of the head to serve as ears. A long tail at the bottom served as a tail and he placed a badly drawn face on the circle. He smiled and wrote the words in his loopy cursive handwriting…
MINERVA
It was fitting, as the drawing was a pussy.
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