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Chapter 09: Gotham Part Two.

Smut/Lemon Dream Begins Here.

Harry and Kara turned to each other in a wide opened field. No one else was around for miles and miles Harry was dressed in a red and yellow shirt with black pants. Kara wore a red shirt that ended just a few inches below her breasts and a blue mini skirt that showed off her legs. She had no shoes on as she stood in the field.

The two moved right to each other and embraced each other. Their lips met each other. Hands roamed against each other as their tongues wrestled each other. Both started to float several inches right off of the ground. Kara let go in surprise as Harry floated right in the air.

Her mouth opened and she looked rather excited, as Harry flew higher right in the air. She soared right into his arms and proceeded to capture him right in a kiss. Harry returned the favor, as he reached down her shirt. Kara kissed him harder, her breasts pressed against his chest and hardened nipples poked against him.

“Come and get me Harry!” called Kara after she broke off from the kiss. She flew backwards and then higher. Harry could see her nipples poking out and her skirt flapped in the breeze to give him a glimpse of her pussy.

“Oh, I’ll get you alright,” said Harry with a smirk, as Kara turned around and brushed against his erection with her breasts as she flew higher yet.

From his vantage point, Harry could see up her skirt but he wanted his view rather unblocked. So with a flick, he performed a vanishing spell on her skirt.

Kara paused in the air, but she grinned, as she did the splits right in mid-air. She spun in air to allow Harry to see all of her and played with herself for a moment. The blonde haired Kryptonian brought her fingers right up to her lips and touched them. Harry flew to meet her and grabbed her hips, before he buried his face right into her.

“So wet,” said Harry.

“Make me wetter,” whispered Kara as she bent down. Her legs locked around Harry’s head to keep him in place.

Harry proceeded to eat his wife out. The wind blowing through his hair from such a height stimulated him. Plus the fact Kara was closer to the sun had made the power much more intoxicating.

She soaked his face right away, as Harry licked her absolutely clean.

Harry moved and Kara slipped his pants right off. She allowed them to drop to the ground, but she grabbed his penis.

With a 180 spin, Kara’s legs wrapped around Harry’s head. She was upside down right in the air as she placed her mouth right on Harry’s twitching cock.

Harry groaned at the suction she had applied. He grabbed her arse and squeezed it. The flesh in his hands molded into it and Kara continued the oral stimulation. Harry once again went straight for her moist core. First with his fingers and then with his tongue, he stimulated her. Kara sped up her bobbing, the wind blew through her hair.

The scent of his wife’s juices caused Harry to lose it right down her throat. His hips trusted as once again the horny blonde milked every single drop.

“Fuck Kara, amazing,” whispered Harry, as she flipped around. Another vanishing charm caused her shirt to disappear.

With her breasts so close, Harry dove right at them. He landed face first into them. Kara arched her head back as she grabbed Harry’s neck.

“Suck them, they’re all for you, ooh, you know how to turn me on,” moaned Kara as she stroked his hair to encourage him. Harry continued and reached around, to cup her arse one more time.

Harry pulled away from her mounds and then pushed her back slightly. Her lips were spread as he teased her before he aimed and slid right inside.

Harry pumped right inside and outside of her, as the breeze flew right in them. Kara wrapped her legs around Harry and pushed her hips up. Her head was thrown back as she moaned.

Harry slowly trusted before he sped up, as her slick and warm center caused him pleasure. She moaned right into his ear.

“Harry, you’re making me…oooh Harry!”

She reached a powerful climax, as she screamed. Harry pumped inside of her some more. She squeezed him.

With a simple movement, they ended upside down right in the air. Harry’s eyes glazed over, as he continued to thrust right into her. The tightness messaged his cock which throbbed to desire. The power she radiated as the yellow sunlight stimulated her was second to none.

“Fuck me, fuck me, keep fucking me upside down,” breathed Kara. “In the air, fuck me, until you paint the inside of me with your magical sperm. Make me see stars, make me see them all, ooh Harry.”

“Kara, I’m about ready,” whispered Harry. “Oooh, I love it when you squeeze me like that, super powered Kryptonian pussy is the best.”

Harry felt her continue to contract her muscles as she worked him. Her moans became needier as he became closer.

“I need your cum, it completes me, right inside me, shoot it Harry,” panted Kara as she sucked on his ear.

Harry exploded right inside her. As he completed, they lost their bearings and made their way closer.

Both landed on the grass, spent from the activities.

With that, Harry felt a tug which returned him to the real world.

SMUT/LEMONS/DREAM ENDS
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Harry stirred slightly, as his head was in a haze but he shook it off. With a smile, he looked at Kara, beautiful and peaceful. He was fully aware where her hand had ventured during their sleep as well.

“Kara, my love, I think we better get up,” whispered Harry and Kara made an undistinguishable sound, as she shifted. “Rise and shine, we’re on the floor of the cave. We must have conked out.”

“So, my pillow’s comfy,” muttered Kara, as her eyes fluttered open as Harry leaned over and gave her a light kiss on the side of her neck, which caused her to shiver.

“I’ll keep doing that until you get up,” whispered Harry, but Kara just gave a slight smirk.

“Not making me want to move much with that threat.”

“Fine, if you don’t get up, I won’t serve you breakfast again,” said Harry and Kara’s eyes snapped open.

She looked at Harry in abject horror. “That was mean, I like your waffles…how did you learn to cook so well?”

“My relatives,” muttered Harry but the mention was more casual than it might have been.

“Can’t say I approve of the reasoning, but at least one good thing came out of that mess,” said Kara, as she shifted and yawned. “Still sore, and ol’ pointy ears still has the lamps on.”

She remained immobile for a few seconds longer and added. “I had the most beautiful dream in the world.”

“Really, did it involve flying?” asked Harry before he added with a smirk. “And us making love with each other in mid air?”

Kara paused, taken aback but responded with an ear to ear grin. “Yeah. Once I figure out the logistics of that, we’re so doing that for real.”

“Yeah, get right on that,” encouraged Harry. “I think we might need a scouring charm, the both of us but we’ll take a nice long shower later.”

“Not as good as the real thing, but it made my nap rather eventful,” said the girl as Harry did his magic. “So do you have any idea why we had the same exact dream?”

“Don’t know, don’t care, any dream without Voldemort is a happy one,” said Harry before the wizard added in a whisper. “And one with my gorgeous wife is even better. And what we did is the best of them all.”

The Kryptonian girl felt like she could float on air. And she would have, had it not been for those blasted red lamps.

'It sure beat nightmares about Darkseid or what Luthor might have done to me if he did kill Kal or…everyone around me burning because of that monster,' thought Kara but her eyes closed. 'That’s my past, Harry’s my present, my future. We’re going to build a better life together. One step at a time but we’ll win.'

“The rings, maybe,” suggested Kara after a thought.

“You know, it might be,” agreed Harry after a moment of thought. “And I think there are other people with us right now, over there.”

“I could get lost in my own little world, with the both of us,” said Kara, but she shook her head, as she spotted three figures right in the distance in conversation and unaware.


The three parties on the other end of the cave were unaware of anything that had been said.

“Didn’t Batman say wake them up in about an hour?” asked Robin. “It’s been about an hour, so let’s wake them up?”

“Yeah, Barbara, go wake them up,” added Nightwing.

“Me, I shouldn’t have to….” Said Batgirl. “You go wake them up, Dick.”

“Me, you know her and…” started Nightwing but he paused at the glare Batgirl was giving him. “Tim, maybe you should wake them up.”

“We’re already awake,” said Kara and Batgirl stood rigid, before she rushed over to hug her friend.

“Kara, it’s so great to see you again, it’s been a long time,” said Batgirl as she looked at them.

“Nice to see you too, Barbara,” said Kara as she winced at the contact. “But my ribs are still kind of sore and the lamps. I don’t really have any powers.”

Batgirl backed off, sheepish. “Yeah, sorry about that, but the last time I talked to you….”

“A lot’s happened since then,” said Kara, as Harry walked over. “This is Harry Potter.”

“Pleased to meet you, I know who you are, Robin, Nightwing, and Batgirl,” said Harry as he shook hands.

“Nice to meet you Harry,” said Batgirl as she looked at him as she tried to puzzle something out but she would confirm. “Kara and I have some catching up to do so…”

“No problem,” said Harry with a smile, before he and Kara shared a rather passionate goodbye.

“Girl talk, that might take a while,” muttered Nightwing as he looked at Harry. “Robin, go over there for a minute, I need to talk with Harry in private.”

“Right, sure,” said Robin as he walked off.

Nightwing turned to Harry and spoke. “So you’re the latest one to get sucked into this entire mess. Never fails, it always seems so rosy, but everything just turns like you’re nothing but an extension to him. And he always finds a good reason to make sure you keep coming back and one that you might agree with.”

“So, you and Batman haven’t had the best of relationships lately, I take it,” summarized Harry.

Nightwing paused. “I’m grateful that he took me in when he did, I had nowhere else to go. But the fact is…he can be a bit of a control freak and he’s getting much worse as he gets older. Secrets are to be kept, unless he’s the one who decided to give them out.”

The crime fighter paused and remembered the falling out. How Bruce had brought Barbara in and told her their secret identities without consulting him. That little incident was the strong that broke the camel’s back and things were never quite the same with many people after that day.

“So what’s your story, or about as much as you feel comfortable with telling,” said Nightwing.

Harry told a pretty much abridged version of his life up until that very moment.

“Perhaps there may be hope for you, given that you’re married to Kara,” said Nightwing after he let that all sit in. “Of course, she’s getting dragged into this just as much as you are. Barbara wasn’t happy and I’m surprised Superman didn’t try and fight this one tooth and nail.”

“Well, Superman’s backing off for many reasons,” said Harry.

“So the rumor about the two teenagers he snatched off the Vegas Street, that was you and her?” asked Nightwing and Harry confirmed. “And you left…well that’s your business after all. This Lord Voldemort guy seems like someone who should have been nipped in the bud a long time ago but they just let him go. And if their last hope is some sixteen year old wizard who is barely trained…”

Nightwing let his words hang.

“We are on the same wavelength, but one day, I have to go back,” said Harry. “I’m just going to make them think I’m not, so they might actually do something about Voldemort.”

“Why?” questioned Nightwing.

“There’s this Prophecy about the two of us, I’m the only one that can kill him,” said Harry.

“Are you sure or is that just merely an interpretation?” asked Nightwing.

“It’s how Voldemort interpreted it and others, so that did put me in a corner,” said Harry without emotion. He was not bothered by that much anymore.

'Of course, who’s to say it was that dark lord, which seventh month, and if it even referred to a wizard anyway,' mused Harry. 'Of course, Voldemort made it self fulfilling.'

There was a moment of silence.

“Prophecy really doesn’t mean what you or anyone else thinks it does half of the time,” said Nightwing. “I had a friend who had a prophecy where her purpose was to bring her demonic father to Earth. That was what she was born for, or so it said. She was to perish but she proved it wrong.”

Nightwing had a far off look in his eyes. In many ways, his time with the Titans was a simpler and cheery time. Of course, all good things had to come to an end and the extended team broke apart and went their separate ways.

Nightwing knew Wally West was operating solo as the Flash. Also, he kept mostly in touch with Raven, even if it was sparse.

As for the others, well those days were over.

“Just don’t let Batman get you down,” said Nightwing. “A part of him does mean well, but he can get obsessed with his little pursuit, his little mission.”

Harry just frowned. “Yeah, he gives off that vibe. Kara and I both know what we signed up for. We’ll both be fine, really.”

“Hope so,” said Nightwing. “You seem like you got a good head on your shoulders and a number of issues that kind of throw it out of whack. Then again, so has everyone else who came through this cave.”

“Well given the guy who brought you in, who would have guessed it,” muttered Harry and Nightwing just gave a ghost of a smile.


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Kara and Barbara sat across each other right in the next room.

“So, last time I talked to you, you were freaking out because you got thrown right into a corner, because your cousin decided to pull some overprotective act,” said Barbara. “And that was about five weeks ago, six weeks ago?”

“Something like that,” said Kara with a shrug. “A lot happened since.”

The red haired girl looked serious. “I’m sure, you got a boyfriend and all now…”

“Harry’s not my boyfriend,” said Kara, who bit back amusement. She could not help herself.

“Really, is this some weird friends with benefits sort of thing?” asked Barbara with a frown as she took a drink.

“No, we’re married,” said Kara as she pointed to her ring and Barbara immediately spat out the water, as her eyes went wide.

“What do you mean, you’re married?” gasped Barbara as she choked.

“You know, married, tied together in the art of matrimony to spend the rest of our lives together, as husband and wife,” said the girl.

“I know what the word means,” said Barbara as she shook her head. “Was I gone longer than I thought I was? Because I swore I was only gone for about seven months. “

She pinched the bridge of her nose. “How is it that the little girl who was afraid of kissing any boy. You know, because she thought she’d burn his face off with heat vision if she got too excited, got herself married?”

“Well I’m not a little girl anymore,” said Kara as she winced at the memory. “Looked like a twig when I first got here, but I had been in stasis for so long, it had side effects, bad ones. “

The seventeen year old just shook her head before she composed herself. “But hey, I managed to grow past that, took me long enough, and just in time. I’m seventeen and no we’re not having the age debate thing again.”

“Wasn’t going to,” said Barbara as she waved off very thought.

“Good, because I don’t count the time I was in that pod, because I didn’t live it,” said Kara as she took a deep breath. “That’s beside the point, it all started when I ran off to Vegas. I wanted to clear my head, have some fun.”

“Already, I can see this is going to be a fun story,” muttered Barbara.

Kara just smiled. “Alright, here’s the story…”

The story was told and Barbara sat there and just nodded through it as she listened.

“Give me a second to just let that set all in,” said Barbara as she looked over. “So, how’s it been so far?”

Kara just looked off. “Harry’s wonderful, I never thought I could find someone like him ever and his powers, there just so…words don’t really do them justice. He was a bit tentative at first, but now, he’s born to do this. Like the thing with his tongue, one of his powers…”

“I was asking how you were coping with marriage, not to mentally scar me,” said Barbara as she put a hand to her forehead as the girl opposite her snickered. “I’m glad you seem to be amused by this. But seriously…”

“Well, I think I’m coping rather well,” said the Kryptonian Girl with a bright smile. “I knew this could work out, if I was patient. When Harry asked, he was kind of tipsy, but really cute. It just all happened so fast, we got married, and then…”

“Yeah, I get the picture,” said Barbara as she looked at Kara. “You knew before he put that ring on your finger, didn’t you?”

Kara smiled, as she remembered. She would always remember her first kiss. “It sounds like something out of one of those cheesy romance novels…but it’s fitting. When our lips touched, I felt my mind get overwhelmed and I connected with Harry. We had something. I know corny, but it just seemed right.”

“No, you’re just in love,” said Barbara with a grin. “You just fast tracked it to marriage.”

“Well, to be fair, I didn’t know if I would see Harry again, so I kind of jumped on it when he asked,” said Kara as she recalled the night or most of it. “I made a friend, got a boyfriend, and got married in about eight hours. Everything just seemed right.”

Barbara had a mixture of amusement and exasperation on her face, but Kara was not finished. “I found the one; I never was going to get that lucky again. Why wait around? Carpe Diem and all that. I didn’t know if I would get another chance.”

She just sighed, as she was lost in her own world. She adjusted decent enough on Earth but never truly felt like she completely belonged.

All of those thoughts faded away the moment she met Harry.

Things changed, as she smiled.

“Kara?” prompted Barbara as she snapped her fingers. “KARA!”

“Sorry, just thinking,” said Kara but she changed the subject. “Never mind me…how have you been holding up?”

Barbara remained stoic for a moment. “The nightmares are…well they’re not happening too much anymore.”

She shuddered. “I still see flashes of it in my sleep. When Crane knocked me off of the roof right in front of Dad. I saw my own death right before my eyes. Dad went on a manhunt for Bruce…and he made a deal with Bane of all people. Then Bane tried to kill them both. Crane’s fear gas, it really did a number on my mind.”

“It never happened,” said Kara in a gentle voice. “It was a bad dream.”

“Tell my mind that,” whispered Barbara as she shook her head. “I don’t know…Bruce said my heart almost stopped. I was lucky. Too close, I came to dying with the last images of that in my mind. Batgirl’s supposed to strong and I turn my guard for one second, and…”

“It happens to the best of us,” said Kara, in a sympathetic voice. “You can work through it, I know you can.”

Barbara nodded. “Yeah, I know, but Kara…did your cousin…”

“Have any nightmares after Darkseid and Granny Goodness?” asked Kara and Barbara nodded. “I don’t know…it’s not like he’s going to tell me…but really I’m not his minder.”

The girl paused and looked at her friend.

‘Harry had them, worse than anyone, but I can’t tell Barbara that,’ thought Kara. ‘Maybe Harry will…maybe if I can her to talk to Harry…but I got to do this carefully.’

"It’s tough being in his shadow, isn’t it?” asked Barbara.

“You have no…well I think you have some idea,” said Kara with a frown.

'Some days, I regret choosing that name. People see me as Superman’s baby cousin and not my own person. Then again, Harry will always be the Boy-Who-Lived to those people…both of us…wow…'

'On both sides of the cowl,' said Barbara with a light smile. 'Both Dad and Bruce, they have big shoes to fill.'

“Yeah,” said Kara before she paused. “So, Batman’s Bruce Wayne, as in the really rich guy who donates to a lot of charities.”

Barbara froze and could have smacked herself.

“Um, I said too much, didn’t I?” asked Barbara and her friend nodded.

Kara laughed “Pretty much, yeah.”

'Well that explains how he could afford all of his gadgets,’ thought Kara.

“So what do you think of Harry?” asked Kara.

“He seems nice and he’s done you a lot of good,” said Barbara. “He seems like the hero type, determined and messed up past.”

“Oh, he’s more than that,” muttered Kara. “So, what are some good places around the city?”

“You mean besides the, ‘you’re now leaving Gotham City’, sign,” said Barbara and Kara just frowned.

“I was being serious,” said Kara.

“So was I,” answered Barbara. “But I think I know where you’re heading…”



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“You stuck your wand up a troll’s nose?” asked Robin as he laughed.

“I was eleven,” said Harry but he laughed all of the same.

“Well if it worked,” said Nightwing with a shrug.

While Barbara and Kara were talking, Harry passed the time by telling tales from his time at Hogwarts.

“Your life is like something out of a fantasy novel,” said Robin.

Harry just shook his head. “Don’t I know it.”

At that moment, Kara returned and Barbara was re-masked as Batgirl. “Having fun?”

“Well just telling stories about the school days, really it’s a conversation piece,” said Harry. “The Basilisk, the troll, the three headed dog, the time my socks came to life and tried to kill me, you know all of the essentials.”

“So ready to go?” asked Kara, as she grabbed Harry’s hand. “Get out of this deep and dark cave, actually get back into the sunlight and fresh air.”

“Sure, I’ll see you guys around,” said Harry.

“Bye, Barbara, I’ll see you later,” said Kara.

“Bye, Kara, it was nice meeting you Harry,” said Barbara.

“Same here,” said Harry as green eyes met blue. “So, my love…”

“Dinner, I’m starving and maybe some dessert,” said Kara as the couple departed from the side entrance.

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A police car parked right in front of the Gotham City History Museum. A large dark haired man walked out. He wore a coat and a hat. A toothpick rested right in his mouth as he looked from side to side.

“Alright, everyone spread out!” yelled the dark haired man as he looked around. “Crane’s been here, Commish, but we’re a little too late.”

“I figured as much,” said a white haired man, dressed in brown. James Gordon had nearly four decades of distinguished service on the Gotham City Police Department, now the Police Commissioner. While many of his colleagues over the years were not that distinguished, he did the best to clean things up. He had his brushes with death, but there was one person who was a great help. “See if you can find anything Bullock.”

Detective Harvey Bullock was a good cop, even if he could be mistaken for a dirty one. He had his own vices, as he threw a toothpick down and began to chew another one. Yet, he was determined and capable of.

“Whatever Crane stole, it’s really dangerous,” said a voice from the shadows and Batman showed up almost out of nowhere.

“You heard, the Scarecrow’s back in town,” said Gordon in a somber and serious tone.

“Yes,” said Batman, as he turned his head.

All of the Scarecrow’s schemes escalated in terror over the years. It had started simple, as he once used a strain of his fear gas as a way to win wagers in sports to draw funding. It was a more mild strain of fear toxin compared to what he used before.

Crane’s most recent scheme had nearly killed Barbara in a prison of her own worst nightmare.

Over the years, Crane had gotten more dangerous.

The detective moved in, as bodies were took out.

“A little statue,” muttered Batman, as he pulled on an image on his computer. A cloaked figure and rather skeletal, he had never seen anything like that before.

“Come on, what could the Scarecrow do with one measly little statue?” demanded Bullock. “That thing’s six inches tall.”

Batman did not respond.

“Something horrific,” muttered Gordon but he looked up and Batman had disappeared just as fast as he appeared.

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“Okay, so dinner wasn’t really the best, but it was fine,” said Kara as she stretched out her legs. “Booth’s a bit cramped, but hey, the ice cream’s good.”

Harry nodded, as his wife licked the cone.

“What?” asked Kara in an innocent voice but her eyes danced with mischief. “Finish your ice cream, the sooner we get out of here, the sooner we can…”

The door opened and a group of four masked hoodlums entered.

“Barbara did warn me there was a good chance of being mugged,” thought Kara.

It all happened so fast.

“We got to do something,” muttered Harry.

“In a minute, we don’t want to hurt people,” whispered Kara, as she scanned them for concealed weapons as they cleared out the cash register.

The thugs made a hasty exit and knocked the rest of Kara’s ice cream out of her hand as they knocked against the table.

“Okay, let’s get them,” said Kara through gritted teeth, as she saw her ice cream on the floor, completely wasted.

Both super powered teenagers scrambled right out of the door and faced the thugs.

“Stay back, I’ve got a gun!” yelled one of the thugs as he stood and threatened Harry.

Harry just smirked as he held his wand. “Do you now?”

The thug had a crude bouquet of flowers in his hand. His eyes widened, as they all had their attention turned on Harry.

This distraction allowed the girl to jump right into the air.

Kara flew around them really fast three times and created a miniature whirlwind, which knocked them off guard. Harry used trip jinxes on all of them and bound them in ropes.

“Hey, you can’t do this, we have rights,” whined one of the thugs.

“Fine, right to remain silent,” muttered Harry, as he used a silencing charm on him. “That should wear off in about ten minutes.”

Kara took the money and proceeded to return it. She returned Harry a moment later.

"Can you conjure some nice little bows or something?” asked Kara and Harry did the best he could. “Good enough.”

She put bows on the heads of all of the thugs, who looked humiliated.

“Man, I miss Batman, at least he just beat us up and got it over with,” muttered the thug as the police pulled up. “It’s cruel and inhumane torture.”

Harry and Kara had already left, as the assembled crowd moved over and both were hunched over, and laughed at the situation.

“That…was fun,” said Kara as she caught her breath. “I almost felt sorry for them…”

“You did?” asked Harry.

“I said almost,” said Kara as she turned around. “Yeah, we better get to somewhere nicer.”

Harry had to agree.

“My powers are coming back, enough for a flight,” said Kara, and they held hands. “Ooh still sore from what happened…”

“So that means…” said Harry as his face fell and Kara’s expression was amused. She gave him a kiss to reassure him and messed up his hair even more.

“I said sore, not dead, babe,” confirmed Kara as she pulled Harry in tight. “Maybe a nice warm bath and then we can have some fun.”

Harry smiled. A real actual smile and not one that masked the pressures of the world was on his face.

“Fun…who knew I just had to get married to find out what it was. I always had to be who they expected me to be. But I don’t have to pretend, not anymore. I wondered what would have…no, Potter, it’s now that matters.”

The feeling of flight, his wife flew like a gentle breeze. Life was good.

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“Life will be bad for many in a matter of moments,” muttered the Scarecrow as he awaited the arrival of the sorceress.

“Do you have the statue?” asked the woman.

“Yes, I do,” said Scarecrow. “What…”

“You will be the Master of Fear, just as I promised,” said the sorceress, as she turned and muttered in a language the Scarecrow did not understand. “Within twenty four hours, it will be activated. Already the changes have begun.”

“I can feel it, a kindred spirit,” said Scarecrow.

He would show those in Gotham City fear on an unprecedented level.

As Scarecrow waited, the sorceress stood. She was called Morgaine le Fay. There were many imposters over the centuries, but she was the one true article. She stood and walked over to a homeless man, before she held out her hand.

The life force drained right out of him and sustained her youth. The man she used was nothing but a decayed husk.

“Sufficient,” muttered le Fay as she watched as her son walked out, an eight year old boy named Mordred. Of course he was much older.

Her enchantment had frozen him at that age, so he could still be young when he had received his kingdom as she had promised.

“So?” asked Mordred as he looked at his mother with a cool expression.

“Crane has the statue and I’ve activated it,” said La Fay. “Once he engulfs this city in his little fear plague, the sacrifice will allow your kingdom to be built over it.”

Mordred just nodded but a scowl appeared on his face. He heard that one for centuries.

Since the time of King Arthur and then there was a time where those four meddlesome fools kept him from his birthright.

“Blood draws closer,” muttered La Fay. “And his demonic half. Let’s move. We don’t want a confrontation, not yet.”

Morded did as he was told and followed his mother.

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SMUT/LEMONS BEGIN.

In the hotel room, the super powered couple recovered from their little training in the Batcave. Both had been put through the test. After a nice shower, they returned and Kara sat sprawled right out on the bed, completely nude. An equally nude Harry followed right after her and sat down.

“Harry, my back is still a little tender,” said Kara as she held out a bottle. “And my legs are a bit dry from the dehydration, so do you think you can use that lotion on them for me?”

“Sure,” said Harry with a smile as he squeezed the lotion out of the bottle right on Kara’s legs. He worked the lotion right into her flesh.

The scent stimulated Harry as he continued to work right into her legs. Kara appreciated his efforts as her skin had been brought back to its full softness.

“Rub it into me, really work it in,” breathed Kara as Harry did so and spend up his efforts, as she looked like she enjoyed it. “Don’t forget my feet.”

Harry grabbed her feet and rubbed the lotion right onto them. He did a bit of a message, as Kara felt a tingle as pleasure sent up her feet, right to her legs.

The wizard felt light headed as he felt himself grow as he rubbed his wife’s feet. Her cute little toes wiggled he paid attention. He worked over her arches, ankles, toes, and heels, as he found himself inflamed by desire.

“Harry,” said Kara with pure look of naughtiness in her eyes at the idea she got. “Do you like my feet, too?”

Harry stopped for a minute, as Kara blew her hair so it draped over her face. She leaned back, as her toes wiggled.

“Yes,” said Harry with his throat dry and Kara just smiled.

“Oh, you’re so naughty Harry,” she teased before she sang. “Someone’s got a foot fetish!”

“I didn’t…” started Harry, but Kara lifted her feet and placed them right on Harry’s lap. “Some people would find that a little weird.”

“Remember, I told you I’d be open to anything,” said Kara as she lifted her right foot and it brushed against Harry’s member. “I meant that. Any fantasy you have, don’t be afraid to ask.”

Kara blew him a kiss as she began to stroke Harry with her toes. She decided to pump her fingers into her vagina as Harry’s eyes glazed back. She stroked Harry with one foot and then the other.

She lifted her legs slightly, to put her feet together right against his penis. They enclosed around him. The blonde began to rub right up and down Harry’s shaft, as she stroked him. Harry marveled at the thrill of his very first foot job as his sexy wife pleasured him.

“Jesus, Kara, that feels so fucking great,” groaned Harry.

"Do you like your penis between my nice soft feet?” asked Kara as she pumped in and out of herself. “Do you want me to keep stroking you with my arches?”

“Yes,” groaned Harry as he felt the pure pleasure of her feet rubbing him up and down. She continued to pump him with her soles. Her hips rose up the bed as she trust fingers deep into her pussy.

Harry found himself brought to the brink. His eyes rolled right to the back of his head as he slid. He splattered her feet with a thick jet of semen.

He slumped down for a moment, in time to see Kara bend her leg after she rode her climax out. Her foot remained closer to her face at that moment.

She managed to be flexible enough to reach her feet and she slowly licked his cum right off of her feet. Harry found himself absolutely entranced by this, as she sucked it right off her toes on her right foot. Then she switched to her left foot. Slowly and seductively, she sucked all of the cum right off all of the toes on her left foot.

Harry grabbed her and pushed her back.

“Harry,” managed Kara but Harry placed his fingers in her mouth.

“I hope you’re feeling better,” whispered Harry and Kara nodded. “Good, because it’s time for me to pin you down to the bed my super powered vixen.”

Kara looked excited, as the dominance Harry exerted really caused her to tingle all inside.

Harry found her vagina and his re-hardened penis was placed right into it. He pumped right into her.

“Ride me!” cheered Kara as her hips rose up and down, as Harry continued his trusts and also bent down to feast upon her chest. He sucked, licked, and stroked it, which caused the blonde to thrash and continue to trust her hips.

Harry felt pleased that he could bring her to such a state of orgasm. The girl underneath moaned again.

He wondered how long he could hold off. His stamina increased with each time and his skill at pleasuring his wife did as well. His cock felt at ease and welcome in her warmth as they cemented passion and love with each other.

“I can feel you, cum, cum for me now!” yelled Kar.a

“Ladies first,” managed Harry as he slowed his trusts, but she had none of that. She continued to use every trick in the book to bring him to completion.

Kara reached her end and then Harry did. He began to spurt right into her. Kara felt absolutely faint.

Harry pulled out, but Kara just pulled him right onto her.

“Amazing,” whispered Kara. “You’re amazing.”

“I had a good teacher,” said Harry with a smirk.

“Well, I had just as much experience before you,” said Kara. “Then again, I managed to borrow a few of my mother’s more interesting books on Argo. And then I discovered the Internet here on Earth…”

“Say no more,” said Harry with a grin, as he buried his face into her hair. He murmured. “Good night, my love.”

“Pleasant dreams, my love.”

SMUT/LEMONS END.

Outside of a bus stop in Gotham City, a black haired man appeared right in the shadows dressed in robes but he had a hat, sunglasses, and large fake nose on him.

Sirius Black had never been one for sense or reason. He was officially dead after all and if he was discovered not dead, there would be many problems.

Yet, he could not help himself. He had been arrested for thirteen years, so he figured he would illegally sneak into the United States.

His mother had begun to thaw out a little bit, although when Sirius threatened to have his godson’s wife pay her another visit, she seemed rather quiet.

Remus had been trying to earn what he could and Tonks was still on a mission, although Sirius had begun to worry with her gone for even longer than usual.

Of course, the Ministry did not report her as missing.

“Harry mentioned he was saying here,” muttered Sirius as he looked at a series of wanted posters. “Why I don’t have a clue.”

The man studied the posters. “There’s some ugly criminals in this city.”

Sirius looked serious.

“Then again, I did take the best photo for my wanted poster,” said Sirius. “Maybe Harry or Kara had an idea of where Tonks might have disappeared to. They were the last two she talked to. Andromeda would come back from the dead just to kill me if anything happened to her daughter.”


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“Lots of fog today, it’s really weird,” summarized Robin.

“Yes, but I’m looking for something, even in these databases I can’t find anything,” said Batman. “We know it’s a statue and one that came to Gotham City. It was forged a long time ago.”

“It looks brand new, through,” said Batgirl.

The side entrance of the cave opened and Harry and Kara walked in.

“He must be busy, no red sun lamps this time,” muttered Kara but Harry kept alert from other surprises.

“So what’s up?” asked Harry.

“Our training may be delayed today, a situation has come up,” said Batman as he looked at the computer.

“Who stole this thing anyway?” asked Batgirl and there was a pause.

“The Scarecrow,” muttered Batman and Batgirl took a deep breath. “Yes, we’ve all had to deal with him. I was committed to Arkham years back after all because of one of his schemes. Nightwing’s checking out something but…”

Harry interrupted him. “That’s a Dementor.”

“A what?” asked Batgirl in confusion.

“You…you’re sure?” asked Kara.

“A little statue of one,” said Harry as he looked at it through narrowed eyes.

“The Scarecrow stole it from the Gotham City History Museum,” explained Batman.

Harry was taken aback. He blinked several times as he stared at the screen. “What in the bloody hell is something like that doing in a museum?”

“We’d all like to know that, I think,” muttered the Dark Knight who gathered much from Harry’s reaction. “I take it may have mystical properties.”

“Well if it does, then that just made everything much worse,” said the wizard as he remembered his encounters with those horrors.

Even when he learned how to defend against them with the Patronus Charm, they still were no picnic.

“Perhaps you better start with explaining what precisely a Dementor is,” prompted Batman.

Harry felt a tiny bit of pride that he knew something the World’s Greatest Detective did not.

Then he proceeded to explain all he knew.