Chapter 29: The First Rule Of….Part One.

Chapter 29: The First Rule Of….Part One.

"GET THE BAT!"

That was a common rallying cry for the various gangs of Gotham City, to get the bat and to keep the bat down. It was unfortunate that the bat in question was a bit savvier than any of them thought. He dodged the attempts for them to take his head off, his breathing becoming extremely labored as he dodged the attacks.

He was in the middle of a gang fight between Black Mask's gang and the Penguin's gang, and the war for turf in Old Gotham heated up after a brief cool down period. The Dark Knight craned his neck back as he perched on top of a gargoyle, waiting for his next move. They were all placed over Gotham City, so they gave him some convenient cover, at least until the time was right to pounce.

"WHERE IS HE, WHERE IS HE?" one of the goons asked as he looked around wildly and coughed.

"How should I know?" another goon said as he shot something in the shadows but Batman came down from above, wrapping his feet around his head and pulled him up. The thug dangled from the gargoyle and a huge punch knocked him out.

Batman dropped down but suddenly, he could see something show up in the shadows. As expected, Nightwing turned up, and with one fluid motion, he knocked both of the thugs out for the count. They clattered upon the ground and he held them up by the hair.

A noggin knocker put them down and Nightwing dodged a cattle prod that a thug tried to jab him with. A spinning back fist knocked the thug out and he jumped behind him. A jab to the back of the throat and another thug was down on the count.

"These geniuses really are cruising for one," Nightwing said but Batman did not say anything. To be honest, it was because he was focused on trying to figure out what they were doing. "Did you hear, we're number one with a bullet? Considered first tier on the Gotham City gangster system from the GCPD, don't you feel so special?"

"Thrilled," Batman said without missing a beat as he scaled up the edge of the building and they continued to cut through the mobsters.

They were only tier one because they did not play by the rules that were set down for the GCPD, or most importantly, they did not play their games of bribery and corruption. Also they had to get more than rough with a few members of the police force a handful of times, so there was that.

Then there was one and he brandished a knife, waving it dangerously at the two. He was babbling in Russian but Harry managed to disarm him, just in time for Batman to swoop up around him, and take him up.

Nightwing watched as Batman was about ready to do is Batman thing. Black Canary was taking care of the patrol efforts elsewhere and that allowed him to go into Old Gotham.

Both of them knew who the other was beneath their mask, but it was not something that they admitted it. It gave their civilians aliases and their masked ones a case of plausible deniability.

"Talk!" Batman growled as he hung the goon by his ankles from a Gargoyle but he started to babble in Russian at him.

It was obvious that he was not speaking to Batman in English and even if he did, he was not going to tell him much of anything other than some inflammatory words. Not even a few brutal attacks to the ribs were able to get the man to break. He was laughing, through bloodied teeth as he looked at Batman and said something extremely inflammatory to him in Russian.

Best Harry could understood, it roughly translated into, I'm not telling you anything, comrade, so you can go fuck yourself. At least that was what he could piece together from where he was.

"May I?" Nightwing asked Batman and Batman nodded. The young Kryptonian vigilante grabbed him around the throat. "Okay, you and I are going to have some words….and I don't need to tell you how rough I can get."

He said that last part in Russian which caused the thug's eyes to bulge out. Now with the translation field on his suit activated, he could talk turkey with this guy. Harry knew enough Russian to know enough, but he was not fluent in it. However, he would have to have somewhat of a working knowledge of the language for the translation field of the suit to even work.

"You, my friend, can go fuck yourself," the goon said as it was obvious why the Penguin put him in charge of the operations right about now. "I have spent ten years in Butyrka and there is nothing that you can do to break me….."

"Have it your way," Nightwing said as he gave him a slight wave of his fingers and prepared to hurl him down from their point onto a hard glass roof below.

The Russian's heart sped up as he was flying in the air but Harry slowed his descent and then latched onto his ankle. His face lightly cracked the glass and he was pulled up.

"Okay….I don't think you quiet understood me," Harry said to him.

'So, do you think that Boris there is about ready to talk?' Karen asked blandly through the bond link.

'I think so,' Harry said and Faora smiled with glee, as the fish was reeled back in so to speak.

'Well he would be utterly stupid if he didn't,' Faora thought to them all.

"Yes….yes….of course…I'll talk," he said when he stared in the face of the ninja and he was staring in the face of the devil when he was looking at him.

"Do you think you can take it over from here?" Nightwing asked and Batman nodded stoically. Putting his hands up as the man dropped ass first onto the roof top, he smiled. "He's all yours."

Those were the words that the goon said and Batman bent down as the thug was spilling his guts in Russian rather quickly.

"He says that there are guns nearby, still in a truck, no guards as far as he knows, but the Penguin is going to pick up the shipment," Harry said and sparks flew a few inches away from the thugs face. "Where are they?"

The thug babbled once again and Harry turned around to Batman. "About a block from here."

"Anything else that we should know?" Harry asked calmly and the thug nodded up and down as he spat it out. "So, the Penguin had the van spray painted and put in a garage, thinking that would be enough to deter anyone….thank you for the information."

Nightwing concluded that thank you for the information with knocking him out with a thunderous thump. The goon slid to the ground, nearly cracking his skull as he landed on the ground, but he would live. Not in luxury, but he would live. It was more than he deserved.

Without another word, Batman and Nightwing repelled down to the street level. After dropping down, they started to nose around to see what they could find. Two goons were there, exiting a car.

It was fortunate they still had a link to the communications of the Penguin's network. It would allow them to zero in and find out exactly what they needed to know, for better or for worse. They locked into it never the less.

"Okay….you listen up," Tracey said over the communications link in her accent. Harry really hoped that it was overly done caricature. "The boss knows that no one is going to mess with the van but at the same time, the boss wants you to check things out."

"Yeah, whatever," one of the goons said and he muttered when he was sure that she was not listening in. "Naggy bitch."

"Let's just do it, less we have to do later, and he'd skin both of us alive, if something happens to the van," the goon said as he coughed.

"Better lay down on the cigarettes man, they're bad for you," the first goon said and the goon looked over his shoulder.

"So is bitching at me, it's bad for you," the second goon said. "What are you, my mother or something?"

"No, I just read…."

"That's the problem, you shouldn't read, you'd learn things you don't want to know," the first goon said.

"Are you checking the truck?" Tracey demanded to them, she had jumped off of the network briefly to check on something.

"Yeah, yeah, don't see why we don't move everything in there, including the cash…."

"I told you, the Penguin wants it to sit there for now, are you doubting his orders?" Tracey said and there was a second where the goons shook their heads.

In the conversation, Batman and Nightwing slipped behind them. It was a swift and easy process, to render the goons unconscious. Nightwing banged the first goon's head off of the ground and then the goon was choked out by Batman.

When they slumped down onto the ground, Nightwing opened the back end of the van, trying to get it open.

They saw it in the van, the crates, with the Wayne Logo stamped over, with the symbol of the Penguin. There were also four metal briefcases sitting in the back of the truck.

'Wow, cliché much,' Amanda thought to them.

'Do you realize that it's even more cliché to say that things are cliché?' Emily piped in and there was a moment where Amanda hushed her.

There was a sound of gunshots and Batman and Nightwing slipped off into the night, there night was never done and at this rate, it seemed as if it would never be done at all.

It was just another night in Gotham City for them all.

"Well if nothing else, I think that it would be a spectacle."

"I figured as much, and I figured that's why you would have been invited along," Faora said as sat in the limo. She was wearing a stunning red dress that clung to every inch of her body and showcased her hips and ass quite nicely. It stopped at her mid knee point and she wore high heels. She was not the only one who showed up,

Harry was there as well. His hair was straightened for the evening, although it seemed to be getting straighter with each passing year naturally although there was still some residual messiness. Something that Kara and Diana both agreed that it added to his charm. Never the less, he was dressed in a three piece suit, that was among the most expensive.

Speaking of Diana, she sat on the other side of Harry, wearing a white dress that clung to her body quite nicely. It still looked classy but at the same time, it emphasized her positive attributes, of which there were many that she had.

The Amazon Princess sat on one side than Harry and Kara sat on the right side of Harry, with her head resting on his shoulder with a smile on her face. She wore a similar red dress to Faora's, although it was only similar at first glance. It was made out of different materials. She wore a pair of stockings that sensually clung to her legs and a pair of high heel shoes.

The guest of honor was Miss Selina Kyle, who sat across from Harry. She wore a jade dress that wrapped around her firm and high breasts, and showed only the barest hints of her legs. She wore a jade cat pendant as always and had her hair tied back slightly. She wore a pair of high heel boots, that were good for stomping people and also looked rather stylish.

Dinah was there as well, she sat beside Diana on her other side, with Faora sitting beside Kara's other side. The blonde haired crime fighter was wearing a sleek black dress that really empathized what she had, it clung to her body amazingly, and tightly as well. Yet it somehow looked classy as well.

"I'm sure it will be an interesting night as well," Harry said and Selina nodded as she sat right across from Harry, taking a few seconds to gaze into his green eyes before she pulled himself away.

"Gotham's elite are out in full force tonight, not to mention Gotham's elite scum as well," Selina said as she looked over her shoulder. "So this is the new protégée of Wildcat, isn't it?"

"Yes," Dinah said and she knew that her mentor took it as a blow when he did not get back into the ring after his heart condition. The commission refused to clear him so he decided to train this new individual. Fill his shoes would be quite the daunting task.

It was big news that the former Heavyweight Champion of the world was there and had trained someone, who was challenging for the light heavyweight championship.

"It should be interesting to see what Grant's done," Faora said, she had been following the situation closely. She did appreciate someone who had a warrior spirit, although his heart had shelved his body for the future.

"Yes, it should be," Kara agreed as they arrived at the arena. Penny circled around but they found a decent enough parking spot.

"Looks to be a packed house tonight," Selina said and she smiled knowingly at Harry. "And you got us the best seats in the house."

Outside of the arena, they saw him, a gruff looking man who was dressed in a sports jacket and a rather clean white top with jeans. He had sandy hair with the hints of grey, and leather pants, and he was smoking a cigar. He was Ted Grant, better known as the Wildcat, the former Heavyweight Champion of the world.

"Dinah, glad to see that you made it and….ah, Harry Potter, well this is interesting," Ted said as he surveyed them, keeping his gruff demeanor.

"Ted, it's good to see you as well," Dinah said as she gave him a slight hug which he returned gruffly although he shook his head. "So how are you doing?"

"Oh, I've been good enough," Ted said as he looked at the group who filed their way inside. "Been getting the new kid ready for action, kid's a bit rough around the edges you see, but he's….well he's pretty good otherwise. So how's the old man?"

"He's recovering," Dinah said, although after what happened to her father, he was lucky to be alive.

"Ah, that's a shame, that son of a bitch Sionis walked free too after what he did," Grant said but he tried to keep himself calm. "The kid's around here somewhere….ah there he is….."

There was a young African American gentleman in his early twenties, who was pounding away at a bag.

"Watch your technique there kid, you're going to burn yourself out before you even get to the first round," Ted said to him. "Why don't you take five?"

"Can't do….got to win," the young man said as he continued to pound on the bag.

"Ain't going to win shit if you get burned out before the first round's even over," Ted said as he threw the kid a water bottle, who caught it. He turned to them. "This is….David Bradley Norton….my newest protégée….Norton, this is Dinah Lance….you remember me telling you about her….and this is Harry Potter….see that's what you should strive to get into shape like…."

"Nah, nah, man, I'm cool, I got this in the bad, but a pleasure to meet you Doctor Potter, and….." Norton said as he nodded and shook Harry's hand, although there was a sense that he did have a bit of an attitude. Something that Grant had been working on.

"Kara, Alexandra, Diana, and Selina," Harry said helpfully.

"Yeah, good to meet you as well, I must say, you travel in some style," Norton said as he shook his head. "But seriously, you ever want to go a few rounds, I want to see if you're as good as the old Wildcat says you are."

"Believe me, son, he is," Grant said to the young man. "But you've got something out there tonight, the champ, he's not going to be like those tomato cans you fought before. He's undefeated and he's looking to knock you off, you're another notch on his belt, but if you don't beat him, you'll be a bum. Because that's what he thinks about you, you're a bum to him."

"I'm not a bum!" Norton said to him fiercely.

"Aren't you?" Grant asked. "I want you to go out there and win, because if you beat him, you'll shock the world."

"Don't worry about it, Wildcat, I've got this one in the bag," Norton said as he waved his hands from one side to the other. "Got to go now, big fight, nice meeting you at all, but got to go, let me know if you want to spar some time, Doctor Potter. Maybe have a fight for charity, it would be good!"

"Good kid, hope he doesn't get his brains smashed out," Wildcat said, he had serious misgivings about this fight, but Norton had taken it when it was given it to him. His first few opponents….they had been nothing like Ben Turner, who was a fighter of the highest caliber.

"Well, he's ready," Kara said and Dinah sighed.

"That's the problem, he thinks he's ready," Dinah said, she had followed a bit of his career in the paper and his previous victories had been against scrubs, tomato cans, and the only reason he was even challenging for the light heavyweight title was because he was the protégée of the Wildcat.

Harry's group made their way over to their seats, but they ran into Bruce Wayne, who had the air of someone who was being dragged here against his will. Or at least that was the impression that he was going to get? Then Harry ran into someone more appealing on the eyes for sure than young Bruce Wayne.

"Harry, it's good to see you!" Veronica Vreeland said. Her red hair extended past her shoulders and she had a deep shade of brown eyes. The black dress that she wore showed the outline of her body, as it clung to her curvy frame. "I mean….I just saw you a few days ago at the party, but it's good to see you again."

"Hello, Ronnie," Harry said the young socialite as she pulled him into a tight hug as she pressed her breasts against his back, with a shameless smile on her face.

'Subtly is not something that is taught in high society, apparently,' Faora thought to herself in amusement and Veronica continued with a searing kiss on the lips.

"Well, I figured that I'd come here, I mean, after Bruce here, was sent tickets by Grant to attend the fight, it would be a shame to let them go to waste, besides anyone who is anyone is out here tonight," Veronica said.

"You know all of the girls," Harry said to her and she nodded, having met them at the Labor Day party. "And Selina Kyle…."

"Miss Vreeland," Selina said with a calm demeanor as she shook hands with her delicately. They were all filing into the top boxes of the arena. She saw Bruce Wayne, she had heard of him, and with the playboy billionaire air that he gave, she was not really impressed with him. Harry seemed to have more poise and as far as Selina concerned, he was likely deep into the closet anyway.

"Looks like a packed house….well there's some bad news," Kara whispered and there was a nod as Rupert Thorne made his way there with a woman half of his age on his arm.

"Some kind of high class escort, although I'm not sure how high class," Selina said as she looked at the slightly trashy look at the young woman around him. Then there was Oswald Cobblepot, who noticed both Harry and Bruce and gave them a look at deepest disgust, but continued there with Tracey.

'Still can't pull off the high class act, still more high school hooker,' Lavender thought appraisingly as she shook her head.

Harry noticed two women in the distance. One of them had a sleek red dress on, with a slit parting down her dress showing her left leg which showed part of a dragon tattoo. Her association was a dark haired woman who had dark eyes that were calm. She was dressed in a high class female business suit that had a combination of red and black and she did not look like one that should have been trifled with.

Harry noticed Selina stopped halfway up the steps and she held her hand up and turned around. She descended the steps and saw Mario Falcone out the foot of the stairs. He muttered one thing to her.

"Potter?" he asked and she nodded. He returned with his bodyguards and sat down for the fight.

"We all went to school together," Selina said to Bruce and Harry, mostly to Harry, but since Bruce happened to be in ear shot. "Fight should be starting soon."

Harry could also see William Earle there, but he had his back turned and was talking to both Lionel Luthor and Phillip Kane. They were talking about the fight and also LuthorCorp business.

'Earle was made the COO of LuthorCorp apparently, funny how after all of the shit he did, he came out smelling like a rose,' Karen thought as there was a moment.

'Some kind of deal between Kane Chemicals and LuthorCorp….given that Earle and Luthor are both involved, we better keep a closer eye on Phillip Kane,' Harry said.

"Better keep an eye on Phillip," Bruce said, pretty much coming to the same conclusion that Harry did.

'So the fight's about to start?' Lily asked curiously. She was currently working, otherwise she would have showed up with them.

The bell rang and the fight began.

'Well the kid is good,' Diana admitted as she saw him stick and move and manage to frustrate Ben Turner, an imposing individual who towered over him by at least a head.

'Ted does get the best out of people,' Dinah thought and she watched things. 'The odd's makers say that he's not going to make it past the end of the first round. There's a lot of people betting against that fact, from what I've been able to find out.'

'Please tell me how you….'

'Barbara hears things, a lot of the GCPD are gambling on the fight,' Dinah thought to Amanda and that did make any sense. 'They're gambling that he gets knocked out in the first round.'

'Well so far so good,' Harry thought as the first round drew to the close and Norton was still standing. 'And they just lost a lot of money.'

'Well people will be pissed off about that,' Amanda thought as she looked nervous.

'I don't….something is up,' Kara thought as she looked at Harry and Harry noticed it as well, there was something about Turner's demeanor that he did not like.

Thorne kept his eyes firmly locked on the fight and made eye contact with Turner. His head nodded immediately.

The bell rang and the second round began. The second round ended maybe about thirty seconds later as Norton was plowed down like he was nothing and Turner stood over him.

"The winner by knock out and still light heavyweight champion, Ben Turner!"

Bruce frowned and Dinah and Harry could tell why. The fight was fixed big time but people were too busy about the buzz of Turner knocking out the protégée of the legendary Wildcat.

Thorne smiled, it was obvious for the very few people who caught it that he cashed in, big time, on the results of this fight.

"Kid made it past the first round, who would have thought it?" Thorne asked to his bodyguard in the top box and he nodded.

Hedwig sat on her perch in Harrison's study as he combed over some of the books.

"Some of these are really rare, and I might be the only living person who has even combed through them that much," Harrison said to Hedwig and she nodded. "That being said, it might be beyond the comprehension of some but these tombs are lost to the annals of time."

Harrison had his hands on Dumbledore's journals, which had been willed to him. Prime had a copy of his own but these were his copies. Although it was up for a lot of debate how much of this magic was of Dumbledore's invention, he did speak to some of the most known magical figures who had long since passed on and recorded their work for future reference. So Harrison was inclined to accept it as a valid reference point.

"And I'm sure that he hoarded this knowledge until his dying day, as many who did before him, well he did have the charisma to get it out of the wizards and witches of his day, Hedwig," Harrison said to the owl and she hooted in agreement. She was now on his shoulder and if most people would not have dismissed the notion as crazy, it was almost like she was reading the rare and ancient texts along with him.

He was currently looking through the texts.

'It is a treasure trove of knowledge,' Lily said, as she had skimmed through some of it although a multitude of responsibilities that she said, she really did not have as much time to delve through the amazing books as she would have liked. That being said, she was interested. 'So what are you looking for?'

'Something that will alter a potion into a more potent version, high end alchemy I know, but if I can find the properties…' Harrison thought and he came across a Potions Textbook with a very familiar writing. It had "Property of the Half-Blood Prince" etched on it.

Lily noticed it as well and she exclaimed with a heated scream. "THAT THIEVING BASTARD!"

'Well thanks for the headache,' Rose thought as no doubt she was not the only one through the bond that cringed from that outburst from Lily.

'Who….what….where….how….?' Lucrieta thought as she shook things off.

'Snape…..Snape…..you know Severus Snape,' Lily thought to him. 'That motherfucker….THAT MOTHERFUCKING BASTARD! He stole my bloody notes….years of hard work, and tried to pass them off as his own. The moment that I was in the ground, he likely took the rest of them as well, and he does have quite of the reputation of being a world class potion master….but it's my reputation….my legacy…..that son of a bitch…..I swear…..I'm fucking cut off his head and use it as a soccer ball…..no that might be too good for him. I will grind his fucking remains up in a wood chipper…..no…..I'll fucking feed him to Hagrid's three headed dog…..but I might give the poor thing indigestion and I wouldn't want to abuse it….'

'Mum, would it help you if I asked you to calm down?' Harrison thought.

'His fucking Potions mastery was based off of my work, and YOU EXPECT ME TO BE FUCKING CALM!' Lily howled at the top of the lungs.

'Oh my head, my head, my head,' Amanda thought as she clapped her hands onto the top of her head and shook it.

Harrison let his mother rant all that she wanted, for he was distracted, but Nimue standing in the doorway. The woman smiled as she approached Harrison and she had an extremely large tome held against her chest.

Understanding what the situation us, Hedwig vacated the premises, getting up on her perch and she landed, with good grace.

"So, what can I do for you Nimue?" Harrison asked to her.

"This is the first of seven volumes that are collectively known as the Books of Magic," she informed him softly and there was a smile that went across his face. "This one deals with Bindings. Merlin found it when it was young and it served him well. That was how that he was able to bind the demon Etrigan to Jason Blood and this is the book that I used to find an enchantment in which to bind Merlin. I took it as I fled and I now offer it to you as a gift and one to be used without restriction."

The Books were a legend, almost like the Three Keys of the Endless, or the Deathly Hallows if you were a foolish wand waver, were amongst Homo-Magi. "I accept this gift freely and without restriction."

The deal was sealed and he gently removed the book from her arms, to place it down upon the table immediately. "Well, the next thing you know, you'll tell me the Helmet of Nabu is real."

Nimue just smiled mysteriously and she walked out of the room, swaying her lithe ass all of the way from where he stood. Harrison shook his head.

"Well, shit," Harrison whispered as Minerva had popped up over the bond. She did not have a chance to check in often due to her many responsibilities at Hogwarts, because being the Head was an all assuming task. Well actually being the Head and doing the job right was an all-consuming task, Dumbledore tried to jungle a lot of other balls in the air and they ended up crushing him in the end.

'Harry, it's done, Astoria Greengrass and Ginny Weasley have been made Headboy and Headgirl,' she told him as Harry made his way to the bedroom.

'Seriously?' Harrison asked to her. 'Don't you….'

'If Dumbledore could have promoted fourth years to that position, then I can promote a female to the Headboy position….especially when all of the males in that year lack leadership qualities,' Minerva thought. 'I will leave it up to them to decide which official title the others take, although…..I will say that it's just a matter of formality.'

Harrison nodded, he did recall that the Headboy and Headgirl position were really nothing but a fancy title and a few added perks to begin with, although Dumbledore had also lost another point that it required real leaders in the position. He did get it right during the last year Prime was at Hogwarts. The Head Girl position would have brought the worst out of Hermione, and Kara performed better than she could have in that position.

Minerva did seem over the moon when the Rowena Ravenclaw and Helga Hufflepuff came to Hogwarts to help her with the renovations of the school. She couldn't hope for anyone better..

Things were pretty quiet, with Astoria and Ginny back at Hogwarts for their final year. Nyssa was off directing an operation. Lucretia and Vega were at Hogwarts, teaching. Daphne and Charlotte were off at a business conference. Morgaine and Circe were off whatever they were doing in their spare time, and Harrison did not ask for the full details because plausible deniability was a good thing. Angelina, Katie, and Alicia were at camp, ready for a new season of Quidditch.

He reached the room and he could see Bellatrix standing there. She was wearing a slinky set of black lingerie, that barely covered the bits that needed to be covered. Narcissa and Andromeda were now on the bed, bound and gagged, really unable to move from the position that they were in.

Narcissa was on the bed, wearing a skimpy set of white lingerie, her ankles bound, her wrists bound, and duct tape was over her face. Her perfect body was on displace. Andromeda was wearing more of the same, but she wore green that matched Harry's eyes.

Harrison wondered why Bellatrix tied up her sisters, but then again, it was Bellatrix seemed like a good enough response. She leaned forward and captured his lips in a searing kiss, which he returned, their tongues dancing together with each other.

She pushed Harrison back on the bed and practically tore his pants off, making her sisters watch the show as she got straight to work.

"Ready as always, that's good," Bellatrix whispered as she squeezed his package, preparing to stroke his length up and down. The dark haired witch smiled as her sisters watched hungrily, brimming with sexual frustration.

Harry could feel her wet mouth inch down his pole, one inch at a time, until it pressed against his pelvic bone. The green eyes of the wizard closed as she sucked him hungrily. She wrapped around him, pumping his rod up and down to the point where it went into the back of his throat, to the fact where she nearly choked on it as it went into her throat.

Bellatrix smiled as she fondled his balls and the material was pulled back, to reveal her nice tits, as he squeezed them. She moaned out loud as Harry pumped his rod deep into her mouth at superfast speed and she took it into her mouth and stuffed it nearly halfway down her throat. She was bobbing up and down upon him at the speed of light, taking his thick pole deep down into her throat as she could take him.

Narcissa and Andromeda were completely trapped and unable to move, the restraints were good, Bellatrix was a master at charm work and it kept both of the females in place. That much was clear as Harry's rod kept jack hammering into Bellatrix's tight mouth as he gave them an evil glare.

'That's it Harry, give me all your cum,' Bellatrix thought as Harrison's pole was being worked around with her hot juicy lips and he rocked into her, his hands placed on the side of her face. He rocked back and forth, keeping up with the momentum that he had. His green eyes flooded with lust, tinted with desire and the wizard, well there was no question about it, he was this close to exploding.

She squeezed him and he sent a rocket blast of cum down her throat. He kept pumping his seed deep into her throat and she swallowed it up, hungrily, lustfully.

Bellatrix pulled back and licked her lips, making sure to get in Andromeda's face and then Narcissa's face. She pulled the material to the side, exposing her dripping slit.

Harrison did not even need a verbal cue, all he needed was a second's notice to enter her and enter her is what he did, he slammed into her hard from behind.

Bellatrix's face was across from the faces of her sisters, and there was a moment where she had pleasure explode through her face. Harry held onto her waist and pumped into her from behind, hard. His thick rod speared deep into her dripping hot quim as stretching her out. In and out he went, working her over hard.

"Oh, take me, take me, HARD!" Bellatrix screamed at the top of her lungs and her sisters were getting all worked up to the point where they were choking on it.

Harrison cupped her breasts as Narcissa and Andromeda looked at them, mouths still gagged, as they could not voice their displeasure that they were not being buggered like this.

"When I cum….release them," Harrison whispered to Bellatrix and he grabbed onto her hair, rocking into his thick cock, to stretch out her walls.

The green eyed wizard speared into her walls, which snugly hugged him. He held onto her breasts, working into her, rocking into her dripping hot cunt. She lubricated his cock as he worked into her, with a few rapid fire thrusts, working her over. The woman's tight cunt clamped him, with him grabbing her.

Narcissa and Andromeda both whined, it would be a long time before Harrison came, given the stamina that he had.

He stayed the course, ramming deep into Bellatrix's perfect pussy, as he kept ramming so deep into her that it caused her mind to explode with even more pleasure. He cupped her breasts, hammering her from behind with thrust after thrust as he continued to work her over.

"Take me, take me, oh make those bitches drool for it!" Bella whined as he worked into her from behind. He cupped her breasts from behind, rocking his thick length so deep into her. The woman tightened around him, using her walls to milk him a few times and he kept hanging onto her, pumping his rod into her.

The first flood of cum was fired from Harrison's balls after over an hour and Bellatrix was rendered to a state of drooling. There was a launch of cum was injected into her.

The moment Bellatrix blacked out, Narcissa and Andromeda were released.

"Finally," Narcissa said as she threw herself over Harry's lap and started to rub her dripping hot quim against his throbbing cock. The woman was working him up and down, and worked into her. The blonde was this close to going down against his cock.

The blonde pushed her juicy center down onto him, her breasts pressed against his chest and she rocked up and down, with the blonde's tight walls closed around him. She kept riding him up and down, her moaning getting even louder as she pumped him.

Andromeda was pinned down onto the bed with a dupe and his throbbing cock was against her opening.

"Don't….tease me," Andromeda whimpered but Harry kept brushing his rod against her center.

"Half the fun," he whispered and her legs locked around his ribs. As he lowered down onto her, he kissed her hard on the mouth to stifle her moans. She shoved her tongue into his mouth to encourage him and she brushed herself against his cock as she prepared to sink her walls down onto him, her soft mound about to go down onto him.

Harry groaned as Andromeda squeezed him with her inner thigh muscles. He held onto him as she looked at her, with a sweaty face and a lustful grin on her face. The green eyed wizard kept pumping down into her, working her tight center, as he pumped in and out of her. The woman clamped his throbbing rod as he worked in and out of her, punishing her tight cunt.

"Take….take me, hard," Andromeda whimpered as her walls lifted up and down as he pounded her tight center as she bit down onto her lips.

The woman continued to pump his cock with her walls as she watched what Narcissa was doing.

Harrison's face was pushed between her breasts and he sucked them. Narcissa threw her head back and moaned as her breasts were treated with pleasure.

"Damn," Bellatrix breathed, she was only strong enough to finger herself and then suck the combined essence of the juices of her and Harrison. She sucked her finger, licking around it, and caused her eyes, hungrily slurping it.

Andromeda moaned as Harrison hammered her into the bed. She pumped her hips back up in response, matching his motions.

Harrison held her breasts with the green eyed wizard kept pumping into her. The woman whined as Harrison kept going into her and she tightened around her. The woman's walls tightened around him, with the wizard working into her. The woman kissed him hungrily back.

Bellatrix felt another cock slide into her, and she whined in pleasure. Her eyes closed as she whimpered and bit down onto her lip. He grabbed onto her waist and kept rocking into her tight body. Her walls clamped around him hard, milking his throbs.

Narcissa bounced higher and harder.

"Careful," Harrison warned her as he grabbed her ass tightly, he wanted both of them to cum together and he bit down on her nipple to get her to slow down. Of course that just worked her up even more and the blonde tightened her walls around him.

Narcissa stroked him with her walls and Harry kept pumping into her. Her mind exploded with even more pleasure as he groped her breast and sucked it, causing her to feel even more pleasure.

Harrison continued to fuck all three of the Black Sisters in different ways, the ropes returned around two of the three.

Bellatrix's pussy got even more went when she realized that she was bound and Harrison now hammered her ass like he owned it and believe her, he did. He groped her breasts and worked into her.

Pleasure was about ready to strike them in the most amazing way.

Andromeda was the first to black out, his cock slid in and out of her center. The woman's walls tightened around her, with Harry punishing into her and she arched her back, with his hands on her ass.

Then Narcissa passed out, but not before Harrison came inside her and he pumped into her, rocketing his load of cum into her womb. His sticky fluids splashed into her, with his rod pumping so far deep into her and his rod was clenched with her pussy.

Then Bellatrix got a load in her ass and she exploded into a loud cataclysm of pleasure as he kept pumping her ass full of his baby juices.

"So, that's how that theory is presented," Harleen explained to Harry as she was molded to his back, her arms wrapped around him, as she kept her eyes on the text. "Do you understand that now Harry?"

"It does make perfect sense when you look at it from that way, yes," Harry agreed with a smile on his face as he continued to plug away on the textbook that rested in front of him. It was a full crew in in the library at this point, although they were pretty much the only ones there. Never the less, they were sitting at a table, with Kara, Diana, Barbara, Pamela, Sapphire, and Penelope Young joining them.

"Oh that's good, well if you need any more help, just let me know," Harleen said in a bright and chipper tone of voice but she stepped back, fixing her face in a more reserved expression.

In the corner, Harry could see Barbara being helped along with her work by Penelope and Pamela, both of them having their doctorates in Chemistry. Since she was taking that as a minor, she was being helped along with. Barbara frowned for a second as the girls seemed to be explaining something that she was struggling with again.

"So, how is your work with Doctor Woodrue?" Sapphire asked Pamela, she was curious about this. Although she thought that there was something about Woodrue that was a bit off, the man's intelligence could not be denied. Although she kind of knew the type of people that were a bit shifty, given some of her father's business contacts, but she had no time to think about that as Harry leaned forward.

"You might want to rephrase that a little bit," Harry told Sapphire and the woman nodded as she frowned for a second. "It can have a bit more depth to it."

Harry might have not been an Environmental Engineer in training, but he was a Mechanical and Electronic Engineer, so he was well versed in many things.

"It does look pretty good other than that one point, doesn't it, Harry?" Diana asked Harry and Harry nodded with a smile on his face.

"It looks more than good, it looks excellent, you should be pleased with the work that you put together, Sapphire," Harry said and the girl looked pleased with herself as she went to make the revisions that Harry made.

"So back to Woodrue?" Kara asked Pamela.

"We're working on a big presentation that hopefully will be ready by the end of the next year," Pamela said. "It is going to open some doors for me."

"Let's hope that it will work out well," Harry said neutrally as he went back to his work.

"Well, I think that we all hope….so how does this conclusion look?" Barbara asked Pamela and the redhead looked at her.

"There are five minerals, not four," Pamela said without missing a beat and she guided Barbara, in an attempt to go through the book.

Diana smiled; she was half paying attention to the conversation at hand and half paying attention to doing her work. She was nearly done, well at least to the point where she was comfortable enough to take a bit of a breath. Actually being done, that would be a while before she reached that point.

"Actually I just thought of something," Kara chimed in with a smile on her face and there was a second where everyone turned their attention to the blonde Kryptonian. "Shouldn't…..Harry have about four doctorates from now?"

"I thought so as well," Barbara said and those who had not been completely figured into the group as of yet, looked up.

"So, that's really an odd….didn't something happen there? Pamela asked as everyone looked at him with interest in their eyes. "So, what's the deal here?"

"Well, I'm averaging about one a year," Harry said to them as he reared his head back. "First year, I headed off to Cambridge, I got my doctorate in theoretical physics, whilst minoring in Mechanical Engineering."

"Right, and….you finished up Mechanical Engineering, getting your doctorate there and…."

"Minor in Mechanical Engineering yes," Harry concluded as he did not like to toot his own horn, okay that was a lie, but he did it in style, because he had something to toot his horn about. "Then….moving over here to Gotham, I got mine in Chemistry….but I've got all of the credits in Electrical, just haven't had a chance to present my thesis yet?"

Harleen let out a low whistle and Sapphire looked at them with wide eyes, which Kara smiled about.

"It's possible to do that work, it's just a lot of work," Penelope said, getting her doctorate in chemistry.

'So, when are we working on her anyway?' Kara thought to Pamela.

'When she ditches the jackass that she's engaged to,' Pamela thought to her.

'So you met the guy?' Diana asked. 'Or are you just calling him a jackass on the basis that he's not Harry.'

'I met him, yes,' Pamela said without missing a beat. And there was really no more than needed to be said about that.

"So, the work is nearly done, it's just the presentation that needs to be done," Sapphire said when she finally found her tongue.

"That is very impressive Harry," Bethanie said as she turned up, having just walked into the library a moment ago. She could not help but hear the conversation. "So if I understand correctly, you will be getting the work done on one, and starting on the next in a year?"

"Yes, although I'm feeling a bit ambitious this year," Harry told her and she nodded in agreement. "And like I said, the work on Electrical Engineering is all but done for about two years. Have not had the chance to present my final thesis but I'll do so before the end of the year."

She smiled. "Mind if I sit down?"

"Be my guest," Harry said as he presented her a chair and the teacher joined them without a second thought.

"It is down to how you present yourself to the world at large," she told Harry.

"Indeed, and while we all wear masks, some are better fitted than others, and it is how they perceive you that is the key to your success," Harry told her.

"I couldn't put it better myself," Bethanie said. "And you never have a second chance to make a first impression and if you are unable to make a proper first impression, then the opportunity has been missed. The first image that people perceive of you is the one that sticks with them forever."

Harry nodded, he understood this to be true, hence why he always put his first foot forward. Harleen remained against his back for the entirety of the conversation but she was calm and did not contribute that much, unless it was to explain a concept to Harry, should he not grasp it.

With Barbara having been dropped off at the GCPD for her work shift, Harry, Pamela, Kara, and Diana had gotten out of the car after a long day at college. Their study session wrapped up a bit.

'Seems to be a quiet scene there,' Pamela thought and Harry was the one who jumped in with a few words of his own.

'Yeah, with Fleur, Penny, Rose, and Lily at the Manor, things are quiet, although there should be a troupe of teenage girls about ready to flock in any second now,' Harry thought as Diana and Pamela made their way to the kitchen. Sure enough the sounds of the group could be heard. 'Or maybe they are already here, and they were actually being subtle.'

'That would be a first,' Karen thought from afar in amusement as she shook her head.

Kara was kept out of the Kitchen at all costs for reasons of safety, as Harry made his way into the room, to do a quick head count of all of the girls that were hanging around the area of the sitting room, all sitting, some working on homework, some of them just relaxing and trying to keep cool all things considered.

'So, Amanda, Emily, Lois, Nym, Donna, Gabi, Bette, Lois…..and some redhead that looks really familiar but I've not been properly acquainted with yet,' Harry thought as he saw the young redhead who looked a bit younger than the twins. She had red hair that was tied in a ponytail and gorgeous brown eyes. She was wearing a white t-shirt that strained around her developing bust and a modest skirt, although she did have a nice set of legs. She wore a pair of high heel boots that were extremely fashionable as well, which really topped off the ensemble.

"Oh yeah, hi Harry, this is….," Amanda started and then she stopped for dramatic effect and also to stop herself from snickering. There were a lot of that going around, especially with Lois, who had to hastily bite her hand and then duck behind a book to hide her face. "Bunny Vreeland, Bunny, this is Harry…."

'Right, Ronnie's younger sister, almost forgot she was going to GPA,' Harry thought as there was one thought that went through his mind before the air went out of his lungs, with the young heiress hugging him hard, practically glomping him, so yes, that was Ronnie's sister alright.

Bunny was speaking at a rapid fire flurry, but thankfully Harry had plenty of experience of deciphering the words of girls that spoke without taking a breath. "It's so nice to meet you, Ronnie talks about you all of the time. She doesn't want me to meet you for some reason, I think that might because she likes you though. But she doesn't really want to admit it, even though she says that you're the hottest piece of ass that she's ever seen and she has a poster of you on her wall."

She stopped suddenly, as Lois, Bette, and Amanda barely hid their amusement, at least the others were less than subtle about it.

Bunny shook her head. "Um…sorry about that, but seriously, it's nice to meet you, I hope that I get to know you really well."

"Subtle as a track coming down the tracks," Bette whispered to Amanda who nodded, although Bunny was so flustered that she did not seem to hear what they were saying. Shaking her head, she managed to get back on track or at least as much on track as she was going to allow herself to get.

"No problem, no problem," Harry said as he gave Amanda a stern look as she patted her on the shoulder. "Happens to the best of us."

Lois nodded knowingly, given the first two times she met Harry, she ran into him, literally.

It was at this point where Lois's cell phone rang. The brunette young girl held the phone up to her ear as it rang and a frown crossed her face as she picked it up, nodding, with a sour look on her face as she began to talk on the phone.

"So, you're working over again…again….yes and Caulson can't pick me up either….because he's…..yes I understand, he's helping you….well that's always the case, yes, get home, I understand, before dark, yes, okay Dad, bye," Lois said as she placed down the cell phone and she looked at them. "I got to get going, the General wants me home before dark and he can't…..he can't pick me up or his aide can't either. He wants me home before dark, so I got to catch the train. So I guess I'll see you guys at school."

Harry knew that a twelve year old, almost thirteen year old girl, taking the train in Gotham City alone might be asking for trouble, so he decided to come to rescue. "No need to take the train Lois, I'll take you home…."

"Oh I don't want to be a bother," Lois said although she smiled as she looked at him.

"Not a bother at all, just let me get my jacket," Harry said and he walked over ,picking it off. He quickly gave Kara and Diana a kiss goodbye and he placed the jacket on as he stepped forward to her.

Lois followed him, she could not help the beaming smile that she had on her face, along with the fact that she was bouncing up and down. She realized how absurd that was making her look, so she stopped really short of doing so, shaking her head, as she followed Harry towards the elevator.

The two of them made their way down to the garage in no time flat and Lois's eyes widened as she smiled at the amazing collection. She heard the twins mention it, but seeing was in fact believing. That being said, the young brunette could barely believe what she saw.

"So pick one," Harry said.

Lois thought that was a loaded choice and it took her a few seconds to regain her bearings, and that was extremely hard to do. She finally settled on a sleek looking motorcycle, a Harley Davidson, she knew that Harry would have a sweet ride.

"It's custom made, I had to get several state of the art parts," Harry told her and Lois nodded, she was impressed, her mouth hanging open. Harry shrugged as she had her eyes fixated on the bike in all of it black glory, it was light weight and extremely efficient. He climbed onto the bike and Lois grabbed onto him, as Harry handed her a helmet which she put on. Harry prepared to go for a ride but he looked over his shoulder. "Hang on."

"Got it," Lois said as she placed her arms around Harry's waist, appreciating the fact that he had to face front otherwise he would have seen the subtle blush that appeared on her cheeks. Never the less, they were roaring down the street.

Lois could feel a rumbling in her stomach and given that Harry pulled over, she could pretty much guess that he could feel it over.

"Figure that we have some time to eat….before I have to take you home," Harry said and Lois looked at him. "I think I could hear your stomach over the roar of the engines."

"Well….I am hungry," Lois admitted as they were at a café. It was actually a pretty nice place given the standards of Gotham City, at least it could pass a health inspection, which was a good thing. Lois followed Harry.

The two of them sat down and ordered some food.

"So your father got tied up?" Harry asked as Lois looked at him.

"Yeah, but he seems to be always busy, I'm used to it by now, believe me," Lois said as she shook her head. The General was never the same since her mother died, Lois was only just barely old enough to remember her mother, her sister, Lucy, was not. It seemed from her few scattered recollections that he was a far different man, although perhaps not completely different, but that was really beside the point and everything.

Hamburgers and shakes were delivered and Lois ravishingly took a bite.

"I didn't say that I was sorry….for running into you that one time, did I?" Lois asked as she frowned and Harry waved it off. She smiled.

"No, problem, if you're the worst thing that ran into me in Gotham City, I think that I would be living a very peaceful existence," Harry said and Lois nodded. "So, you got my number, right?"

"Yeah," Lois said to him as she showed him and Harry smiled.

"So if you need to be picked up, just call me, I'll either come get you or if I can't, one of my girls would," Harry said.

"You have a lot of girls, don't you?" Lois asked, before she could really realize what she said. "I mean….well….there seem to be…..you just have a lot of females that hang around you and….."

"Lois, breathing is conductive to speaking you know," Harry told her and she smiled, as she decided to take a drink to slowly regain her composure, although it was easier said than done. The dark haired girl shook her head as her stomach twisted a little bit. She managed to keep her breath in and allow it out with a couple of fluid motions.

"Yes….breathing….need to speak to breath…got it," Lois said as she smiled. "So….anyway, I read somewhere that RAO hires a lot of female employees….."

"The best and the brightest," Harry said as he smiled at her.

"Okay, fair enough, you would have to have good taste," Lois said, although all of the girls around Harry seemed to be smiling. And she was beginning to piece together why they were smiling.

"Yes…but enough about me, I think that people talk about me more than enough," Harry told Lois and Lois nodded up and down, barely suppressing the smile that was on her face. She managed to shake her head and keep her head up straight, as hard as that might be. "How about we talk about you? How are you doing in school?"

Lois decided to tell Harry about that as they enjoyed the meal, which was a bit too short lived for Lois's liking, but there was still plenty of daylight left in Gotham City.

The Day that many in Gotham City, in the business world and in the press had been waiting for had finally come and there was buzzing; one could cut the excitement with a knife. There was people who were all excited and they would not become silent any time soon.

The Red Sun was about ready to be brought out today and Harry was coming here in style, him and his Alphas as well. Diana stood by him as a bodyguard, in a snappy business suit, with a blue blouse, black jacket, and modest skirt with long stockings that covered her legs. She wore a pair of high heels and her hair was tied back, with a pair of glasses resting on the bridge of her nose.

Faora showed up right now in her Alexandra Potter disguise and she smiled. She saw Kara walk up next to her. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail as well. She wore a pair of nice glasses that emphasized her blue eyes. She wore a red blouse, with a blue jacket, and a long skirt, that showcased her stocking covered legs. She was acting in the role of Faora's personal assistant and there was a bright smile that went across her face.

'You know we should hire someone officially for this role,' Kara thought, as she knew that Karen would be here officially in a few seconds, and she could already see Jaime and Patricia in the crowd. There were a few other members of the Collective there, and also a few members of the press and the business world, some of them unsavory and some of them rather interesting parties. 'I think that Ginny might be fit for the job if she ever comes to the States.'

'And if she isn't inclined to any time soon, I might have someone who would be ready for the job and she is extremely competent,' Nyssa said to Harry and she could tell that he was intrigued and so was she. The woman threw her hair back and placed her hands on her hips.

Karen turned up immediately, her red wig covering her, and she was dressed in a blue business suit. It was actually not something that she would wear normally, but even she made it look rather nice. Then again, she was the type of person who might be able to make a burlap sack look somewhat fashionable because the figure that she had. Although the charm work on the clothing downplayed it a little bit, much to her dismay, but she figured that people would not focus on business otherwise.

Bruce Wayne arrived in his limo and made the long walk to the platform, with a grand applause. He would prepare to give a speech for this combined RAO Corporation-Wayne Enterprises venture as Harry smiled.

When the clock struck eleven, he would start the speech but naturally one of Gotham's most eligible bachelors would get a lot of fanfare immediately as he made his way up the steps immediately and he turned his head, waiting for the applause to die down.

"Thank you, thank you for coming out today, for this press conference," Bruce said with a smile on his face, the charming billionaire playboy façade was showing through as he waved to the crowd. "For years, Wayne Industries has been the industry leader in technological achievement and we hope to bring even more technological innovations as we go into the 21st Century. Today, I am personally proud to announce, along with the Wayne Industry family, that we have had a ground breaking deal with the RAO Corporation, to bring you a new piece of technology that will revolutionize the market."

Bruce allowed those first few statements to sink in and then he continued to speak. "Thanks to the business deal with the RAO Corporation, we are able to put together a revolutionary new product that will be unlike anything that the market has ever seen. Over the next five years, the business deal between the RAO Corporation and Wayne will continue to innovate the market and now with that in mind, I am proud to introduce to you the owner of the RAO Corporation, Dr. Harry Potter!"

There was a loud round of applause, some respectful, some of them genuine as Harry took the stage, shaking hands with Bruce before the baton was officially passed to him.

Harry waited for the applause to die down to a moment where he would be able to be heard easily. Although that took a bit longer than he thought but he was patient and he could wait.

"The RAO Corporation was founded on a singular vision and that is a vision that our friends at Wayne Industries will help us realize," Harry told the group who excitedly watched. "I know that I'm not alone with the fact that I want to take technology boldly where it has never gone before. Things that are common place these days were considered to be science fiction just mere decades ago. The RAO Corporation will break down those barriers, over the next few years, decades. Cutting edge research, whether it be through technological achievements that you only thought were the things are dreams, cutting edge medical research that will take you past the peak of physical perfection, and state of the art urban development like the towers that have gone up in Gotham City."

Harry kept himself silent for a few seconds and allowed everyone to mentally catch up for where he was before he continued. "Revitalization of abandoned farm land for fresh crops, the development of a clean energy source that will cut fossil fuels at least in half and reduce pollution but despite those noble projects, that is not what I'm here to talk about. As you may have guessed, if you had been listening to Mr. Wayne here, my name is Harry Potter and this is the Red Sun and this my friends, is the future."

Harry smiled immediately as there was an image of the phone and there were many sounds of excitement in the crowd.

"This state of the art cell phone is unlike nothing you have ever seen in your life, as there will be no more frustration once you drive through tunnels and drop an important call, I trust many of you know how annoying that is," Harry said and there was a bit of laughter at that, along with some nods. "You can also access the Internet from the comfort of your own phone, to check your e-mail and are able to text your friends and family if they are on the Red Sun Network."

Harry paused for a second, allowing them to sink in that fact. When he was done, he paused, talking to them some more.

"The cell phone will be the first of many products coming out, with the tablet, the lap top, and the personal computer coming out within the next year. And along with the sharper signals, longer lasting battery charge, it can also store a hundred songs. This is made with you the consumer in mind, with a hope that you will be satisfied and will ensure that you will buy future products, and it won't be last year's model with a fresh coat of paint slapped on it and a couple more options either. We will revolutionize the way you think of electronics and who benefits the most as you the consumer."

Harry smiled as he stepped back and they were hanging on his ear. "And Dr. Alexandra Potter will now discuss with you the plans and options that you will get when you purchase your Red Sun."

Harry stepped back and passed the baton to Faora, who spent the next twenty minutes going over the options. He could tell that people were impressed with what they had to sell. RAO would make the phones and Wayne would distribute them which seemed like a winning combination.

'The future begins now,' Harry thought to the Alphas and they all nodded in agreement.

As Faora was introduced, Harry left the stage, knowing that she would wrap up things quite nicely. The green eyed wizard walked down the stairs and made his way to the limo.

He had seen a certain reporter waiting there with a smile on her face.

"Miss Vale," Harry told her in a calm voice.

"Doctor Potter….I was wondering if you could spend a few moments for an interview," Vicki said as she looked him straight in the eye. It was an opportunity that she had been relishing for quite a long time.

"Well, since that you're here waiting outside by my limo, how can I say no?" Harry asked as he opened the door and invited Vicki inside.

'It likely wouldn't be the first time that he had a female in this backseat,' Vicki thought before she could help herself and Harry sat inside.

"Figured that we'd have plenty of room back here to conduct business without being bothered," Harry said to her. "And no need to be so formal, Miss Vale, I want you to feel at ease when you conduct this interview, so it's Harry."

"Right, then it's Vicki," Vicki said as she managed to shake her head, her tongue nearly getting tied from where it was but Harry sat next to her. Their legs were not quite touching. "It seems like the RAO Corporation has some big aims."

"We feel that the consumer market deserves the best possible, and we have some very long term plans, this is not so fly by night operation," Harry told her and from what Vicki was able to delve into, she believed that with a smile on her face. "But I'm sure that an intelligent young woman such as yourself would have already figured that out before long."

"Yes….yes I have," Vicki managed. "You have an impressive list of accomplishments….."

"Well, I don't mean to brag, but it wasn't easy, a lot of hard work was done into anything that I've done," Harry said as he made sure to lock eyes with Vicki.

"Oh, I'm sure that you work really hard to get where you were," Vicki whispered to him immediately. "This deal with Wayne Industries….it's raised some eyebrows and there's the merger with STARR….there were a lot of rumors that Lionel Luthor was trying to broker a deal."

"Far from rumors Vicki, I have it on good authority that he was trying to make a deal, I just made a better one, and…..well I think that everyone's going to benefit in the end," Harry told her and the blonde reporter smiled. "I'm sure you can see the benefits."

"From an arrangement with you, I would imagine," Vicki said as she looked at him for a few seconds, raising an eyebrow as she looked at him. She felt her pulse quicken immediately.

"Well yes, many of…..assessed the benefits of a relationship and have felt that their expectations have been met and then exceeded," Harry said as he reached towards her but he casually adjusted the curtain, before pulling back. "I take it you've been working hard….you were in the middle of a situation a few nights ago."

"Yes….yes I was," Vicki said in agreement, the gang war thing…..and the story about the SWAT had been blown open.

"Well, most wouldn't have the spine to go in that war zone and do what needed to be done, but you told the people what they needed to know, and I think that we can all appreciate that," Harry whispered to her and Vicki nodded in affirmation.

"So…..how successful have your plans been so far….for RAO?" Vicki asked as she tried to get herself back on the subject at hand.

"Very successful….we're on schedule, and there are many things on the table but many projects are a work in progress," Harry said as he looked at her, with a knowing glint in his eye. "But then again…..I'm sure that you know about something being a work in progress, as a reporter."

Vicki was nearly visited by a wild impulse, but she never had the chance to act upon it, as there was a knock on the door of the limo.

"I think that the press conference has wrapped up," Harry told her and Vicki slumped her shoulders.

"Well….I guess that concludes our interview," Vicki said and just as it was getting good. She exited the limo, passing Alexandra Potter. "I'll look forward to seeing much more of you, Harry."

"Absolutely," Harry said as he reached forward and shook hands. Once again, their eyes were locked but Vicki pulled away.

"So thank you," Vicki said breathlessly.

"No, thank you," Harry said as Kara, Karen, and Diana also filed in, all three trying to hide some obvious amusement that they have.

'So, you have that one on the hook, don't you?' Kara thought as she smiled brightly. 'Exactly when are you going to reel her in?'

'When the time is right,' Harry said and there was no more than needed to be said other than that.

The crowd at one of the premier underground Fight Clubs in Gotham City was a rowdy one. There were a lot less respectable businessmen and more mobster types in the crowd. There was a loud round of cheers as Norton stepped into the ring. After his performance against Ben Turner, this was a chance to redeem himself, in his own eyes.

Wildcat warned him not to deal with these underground fight clubs, but the man was past it. Norton smile, he was going with it, and he was going to step into the ring with his enemy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, his opponent, he stands over seven feet tall, and he weighs in tonight at a scale shattering three hundred and eighty five pounds. He is the one, the only, Waylon "Killer Croc" Jones!"

Norton watched the man advance on the ring, looking at him like he was breakfast, lunch, and dinner combined. He could see the individual had scaly grey skin and beady yellow eyes as he entered the ring.

"No problem, don't sweat him, don't sweat him at all, the bigger they come, the harder they fall," Norton said as he rocked himself back and forth, firing himself up. The man who the underground fight circle dubbed as Killer Croc stepped into the cage to fight his latest victim.

Norton was ready for the defining fight of his life. He stared down the beast.

Truthfully he had no idea what he was about to get into.