Chapter Twenty Eight: Summer's Over Part Three.

Chapter Twenty Eight: Summer's Over Part Three.

"So are you sure this is the place?"

Morgaine locked her eyes upon the edge of the building, committing it to her memory. There was only one statement that followed with a bright smile on her face. "How could it be anything else but the place?"

Circe looked at the building which was wooden and tall, kind of an old fashioned style building really. There was a sign on it that was blue and had the words "Madam Xanadu: Enter Freely and Being Unafraid" etched upon it. The goddess snorted as she looked at it and there was only one question that flowed out of her mouth as she looked towards Harrison and Morgaine. "You know, Nimue has always been one to be dramatic…..she was the dramatic one. Although maybe that was Vivienne, she might have been worse, it was a long time ago."

Harrison was never one to be too patient for many reasons and he threw his shoulders back with a prominent sigh. He locked eyes on both of the females. "So, I think that it would be a good idea if we should enter."

The door swung open to make that choice for that and if that was not foreboding, Harry had no idea what was. His green eyes were locked forward and he took half of a step forward. He walked up to the counter and appreciated the work that was done to it. The runic work was second to none and he looked at all of the lay lines that was put into it. In the center rested a crystal ball that was silent, although he did detect a focusing array put into it. His arms folded over his chest and he watched it, curiosity getting the better of him.

"So….."

"Hello Morgana, it has been a long time, hasn't it?"

The woman was still in the shadows and Morgaine looked at her, eyes narrowed. "It's Morgaine now, you know this, Nimue."

She stepped out of the shadows. Obviously beauty, a sinister type of beauty at that, ran swiftly through Morgaine's bloodline. She wore a jeweled crown and her silky black hair extended down to her back. Gorgeous green eyes burned brightly as she stared at them and she had a soft face. She wore robes of a purple material that stretched around her supple breasts, with a hole to show her cleavage. The material parted at the mid thighs to reveal shapely legs that seemed to stretch on for miles. She turned, placing one hand on her hip and she looked at them.

"It is true, I do as well," the woman known known as Madam Xanadu said as she peered at them. "And most have forgotten Vivienne's name by now."

"Naturally," Morgaine said as Nimue shifted her attention to Harrison.

"Black King, I had expected you sooner," Nimue said as it was apparent now that she had a vision about what brought them here. Morgaine warned Harrison about as much. She arranged the Tarot cards and showing that she had not lost her flair for the dramatic had begun to speak. "In nearly all of the realities, the same story appears to have been true. There were three of us that played a role in the downfall of Camelot, three sisters."

When she was sure that the group had their rapt attention on her, she continued with her statement. "The first sister and the oldest enabled what would have been a golden age, albeit brief, by granting him her favor and a sword. The second sister, whether it be through jealous anger at her half-brother from stealing the birthright of her and her sisters, hatred, desire, for her weak willed-bastard son to be King, to avenge an insult by it's king towards her, and to prove herself, or by mere whimsy destroyed it. The third sister due to her own reasons due to a vision that she had seen, advice from a stranger, jealous anger for him showing his attention to another, hatred for him aiding Uther in the rape of her Mother, and the murder of her father, or simply because it was her nature, bewitched the king's half demon councilor and then bound and sealed him to remain prisoner for the rest of his natural life."

Morgaine, Circe, and Harry allowed this to settle in. However, there was one part that gave Morgaine a pause. "A son?"

Nimue waved her hand and a young man with blonde hair, a pale face, who looked like the walking definition of a brat scowled. He was wearing a combination of blue and purple robes and Harrison could not help but be amused and disgusted at the same time how he looked like a spitting image of Draco Malfoy, albeit younger. "A spoiled wicked brat of a king which was born out of an ill-fated union between you and our half brother Arthur, or he would have, had Harrison not appeared when he did. That future is lost in the mist."

Morgaine seemed thankful for that, although her disgust was hidden at the thought of….well the thought of her doing anything like that with Arthur. Harrison and Circe were amused although Harrison had one question.

"Just how drunk would you have been to sleep with Arthur?" Harrison inquired her and she curled her lips into a nasty smile before she responded as only she could.

"I would have been several times over the legal limit," Morgaine said and she amended. "Drunk enough where I was close to death….BUT….do get it over with and get it out of your systems, the both of you."

Circe was the first one to burst out into laughter at the sheer absurdity, mostly because of the resemblance of Draco and she patted Morgaine on the head. Harrison laughed, although it was more subdued.

Nimue cleared her throat, although amused, she had business to get on with. "Merlin…..well his tale took a turn for the interesting after Harrison's departure. He may have seemed rather scatter brained, absent minded, and….Lovegoodish, but he took a far different and darker path, to try and cement his legacy. And it was not a pretty one at all."

Nimue shook her head. "He was trafficking the worst of the worst, demons, he bonded his familiar Etrigan to him. I would have lied if I said that I did not become fond of him for a time, in fact I learned magic. We would have become lovers, if someone had not opened my eyes, and showed me the depths of what Merlin sank to. I managed to seal him away but he had the last laugh, as I used a spell to strip away my immortality. I was more resourceful than he thought, there were potions that I utilized to keep myself alive for a time."

Harry whistled at the thought of that. "Interesting….but what does that have to do with me?"

Nimue placed her cup of tea up to her lips and drank it slowly before she informed Harrison of what her game was. "Over the years, after Camelot, I have worked as a seer and advisor to countless rulers and kings. As unlike Harry, who will rule from the shadows one day, you are destined to rule openly as a King. As a result, I wish to bind myself to you, as my sister has done. And by doing so, the spell that he placed on me will be broken because your magic supersedes his. Besides, you decided to pursue me the moment that you laid eyes on my and you're destined to have all three sisters."

Harrison, needless to say, was intrigued.

"It really isn't any trouble at all, although we don't think that it's a good idea for you to be home alone at all, given some of the things that can happen in Gotham City," Nym said as she folded her arms together underneath her waist.

"I suppose you're right," Lois said as she was in the back of a limo. She was trying not to look too impressed but honestly she could not help herself.

"Don't worry, it is that amazing," Amanda said with a grin towards Lois who slumped her shoulders.

"So, I think that….well I think that we can get back and call my father," Lois said and Gabrielle nodded.

"Shouldn't be too much of a problem, we have plenty of room here?" Gabrielle asked and Lois could not help but say the one question that was burning on the tip of her tongue.

"Just how many of you girls are staying there?" Lois asked and there was a moment where Amanda paused and she gave her the absolutely honest answer.

"Many," Amanda said in a mysterious voice and Lois whistled, she supposed that could have been the case.

"We're almost there," Penny informed them, knowing that Harry could catch a ride back with Diana or Kara and he would be catching a ride back in style. Although she did not know which of the many cars that they had, that they would be taking.

"So, we're here," Emily said as she started rocking back and forth, although it would be more subdued than Amanda would have been.

'Would it help if I told you to have some decorum?' Donna thought as she folded her arms across her chest but Emily and Amanda both stuck their tongues out slightly before they mentally responded in amusement.

'No it really wouldn't, trust us,' Amanda whispered after a few seconds as she brushed her hair back out of her face.

Gabrielle, Bette, Amanda, Emily, and Nym got out of the limo. Lois followed as she looked around.

Another car had just pulled up immediately and Lois was already in awe of the penthouse, her eyes as wide as saucers. She did not even notice the Red Jaguar Coupe, a 1976 model, show up at the side. Kara was the first one that exited the car. She was dressed in a nice jean jacket, with a black top, and a long flowing blue skirt that fit her dazzling legs. She was wearing a pair of sunglasses which added to the allure of her.

Diana was next, she was wearing a white top that strained around her massive bust. She wore a pair of nice shorts that extended down to her knees and a pair of boots made out of expensive material.

Harry was there, dressed in a rather expensive suit jacket, and a dress shirt, although it was nothing too flashy. He was wearing a pair of nice pressed dress pants, and he had a pair of sunglasses on as well, with a smile on his face.

Lois, not watching where she was going yet again, nearly ran smack dab into him in her attempts to follow the other girls into the penthouse.

'Well she's 0-2,' Harry thought when he recognized the girl as he caught her before she fell back on her ass.

"Um, thanks," Lois managed and there was a moment where she saw him and was staring right at his jaw line. "Hey, I know you!"

There was a lot of amusement that was being hidden by the situation, as to not embarrass young Miss Lane. All Harry did was raise his eyebrow and ask her one thing. "Do you really?"

"Yes, I do!" she said sharply and there was a few seconds where she rocked back and forth on her heels. "You're….you're him aren't you? Harry Potter, yes, of course, everyone knows you, I mean, it's like that you're in the paper everything. Everyone's talking about you, and obviously I met you before and by met you, I think that I ran into you before. I was running after my sister Lucy, she's a spoiled brat, always a handful. Not that it matters now because the General sent her off to a boarding school in Sweden so she's out of the way. He can't really be assed because Mom died, and he doesn't know anything about raising two daughters, he would have preferred sons, not that he would have done any better than that. But I had to look over her and me but that doesn't matter, and oh, hi, I'm Lois Joanne Lane by the way."

She only stopped because eventually she had to draw breath and the twins looked rather amused.

'Bloody hell…..how could anyone talk for that long without breathing?" Hermione asked as she shook her head.

'I don't know Hermione, you tell me,' Daphne said in amusement.

She looked a bit despondent and much to her surprise, Harry pulled her into a comforting hug. That caused her to go a bit red, especially since he was starting to rub her back.

Diana cleared her throat and she looked at Harry, Lois, and the girls. She gave her sister a firm glare and Donna slowly but surely and quite reluctantly, wiped the smirk that she would have off of her face. Understanding the annoyance that young girls could have, she decided to have some tact and take some control. "Maybe it would be for the best, if we would go up to the Penthouse."

'I'd concur and would you two knock it off?' Lily asked the twins who adopted a stance of innocence.

'What did we do?' Amanda asked but even she knew not to incur the wrath of her mother. She knew that spankings were coming and knowing Lily, she would have a charm ready where they would hurt and not give her any pleasure whatsoever.

With that word, Lois and the rest of the group was lead into the Penthouse.

Homework all things considered was rather light, as it was just an overview of the course aims today for the girls at the Private Academy. Kara and Diana, on the other hand, were continuing their studies from the previous year, so they were up to their ears in homework to the point where they felt like they were drowning.

"Just wait, you'll get some of it," Kara said to Donna and Donna shrugged.

"Not today," Donna said although she did have some assigned reading to get through, as did the other girls. It was not much, thankfully, so she was able to relax a little bit.

Lois sat herself down on one of the couches next to the twins. To be honest, she did not know what to expect when she arrived at the residence of Harry Potter….but actually this Penthouse was pretty close to what she might have expected, had she taken more than a couple of minutes to think about what was happening.

"It can be a lot to sink in," Harry whispered to Lois and she nodded.

"Yes, it can," she agreed as she looked around.

"Well, you'd get used to it," Bette said, she had made friends with the twins the night of the party where she, Kathy, and Kate showed up to the party.

Little did Bette know that the twins were trying to convert her to the cult of Har-Zod, but they were doing a slow and subtle process of doing so, or at least what passed as slow and subtle for the twins.

Harry stood in the background, he was there to help them but it seemed to be a day for them to take it easy. There was some work but he doubted that they needed much help, although not for a while until the course load was going to hit them hot and heavy this week.

"So how are you doing lately, Bette?" Harry asked.

"Oh, I've been doing well, busy as usual for you?" Bette asked him as her bright eyes.

"Yes, pretty much," Harry said with a smile as Penny brought in some sandwiches and drinks for them, which was something that was appreciated to say the very least.

The ding of the elevator popped up and Barbara exited, with a worn expression on her face, and Pamela followed her immediately.

"Bette, how are you doing?" Barbara asked as she rushed over, perking up at the sight of her frined.

"Actually, I've been doing pretty well," Bette said as she greeted her friend with a hug. "Busy day?"

"Yes," Barbara said as she hugged Harry and gave him a slight kiss. Kara decided to take one as well, as she planted herself into Harry's lap and all were sure that others would have gone for Harry, had the opportunity presented itself. "So how are you?"

"Oh you know, I'm actually glad to be back in school, means that I won't have to be dragged to a bunch of high society parties where I'd be bored out of my skull," Bette said.

"Oh, there are some benefits, I'm sure," Amanda said to her.

"Well, I wouldn't have met you two, although given that I know Barbara and Zee, I would have ran into the infamous Potter twins before too long," Bette said with a wide smile. And obviously it was their brother that was a person of interest as well, but she knew that he was a person of interest for many women.

Pamela chuckled in amusement but she chuckled even more at the look on Lois's face. The poor girl's mouth hung halfway open and she was unable to process what happened.

"So it was a long day for you?" Harry asked, as Barbara sighed.

"As you well know," Barbara said as she discussed what happened. "Classes at the GPA, introductory course at the GCU, and I had to work half of a shift at the GCPD, which…..that's a lot of letters I have to keep straight come and think of it."

"Indeed," Bette said in amusement. "Careful, Babs, you don't want to burn yourself out…."

"Think it might be a bit too late for that," Barbara said but she saw Pamela gently, although firmly push Harry out of the way and sink herself down on Harry's lap. Kara threw her arms over her shoulders but she decided to park herself on Diana's lap as a consolation prize and it was a great consolation prize.

'I think we made her head explode….who is she anyway?' Pamela asked her husband.

'Lois Lane, apparently Amanda saved her from getting pummeled by a couple of older girls,' Harry thought as Amanda filled him in on all of the details.

'More than a couple, like about five and they were at least three years older than she was,' Amanda thought. 'I told them to piss off. I think that they got the message.'

'I would have to agree,' Gabrielle said as she got herself a sandwich and gave the twins each a light kiss, although that might have been enough to stir some thoughts in Lois's head.

Lois Lane was watching the situation, her mouth was hanging open. It was so rare to words failed the young girl, given that she was always ready to voice her opinion, even though it got in trouble. The fact that all of the girls were touchy-feely with each other, and she looked to them all, no one seemed to be surprised with that.

She did read the rumors that he was a notorious playboy, but….to be honest most of the time, Lois thought that the newspapers were full of shit. So she took them with a grain of salt.

"So….what's going on?" Lois asked as she finally found her tongue and there was many looks of amusement.

Bette was not part of it, although given that she was friends with Barbara and Zatanna, she had a good enough idea to know what was going on.

Harry did not say anything, he merely smiled, which made Lois more determined than ever to figure this out. Although a part of her thought that she would find out soon enough, she was not patient enough to wait.

Harry Potter was sitting in style in a nice corner office on the top floor of Wayne Industries. While it was not the biggest, that honor belonged to Bruce who took up Earle's old obnoxiously huge office; Harry thought that he was sitting in style.

He decided that it would be worth his while to check in about once a week to go through some papers that he had. The green eyed wizard jumped onto the office computer. He thought about all of the offices that were in the building, a very sleek and ultra modern building that had been pushed through years ago. Bruce had taken Earle's old office, Lucius had decided to take a more modest office; the one he had before in fact, and well there was another obnoxiously large office that Phillip Kane had commissioned. Harry suspected that but he was never around.

Other than those times where he decided to make a nuisance of himself at board meetings, which was fairly often all things considered.

Presently, Harry was going over the various projects, to see where everyone stood in various instances. It was nothing too out of the ordinary, he flipped through medical, electronic, and the research and development division.

'Well seems to be nothing out of the ordinary,' Harry thought to himself, as he thought that this was just going to be a routine inspection. At least until he hit something juicy. 'Well guess I spoke too soon.'

'What?' Karen asked curiously.

'Just that R & D and Medical might need a bit more funding, but given what they're working on, that's naturally to be expected,' Harry thought.

'Oh, I thought that it was something out of the ordinary,' Faora thought as she crossed her arms.

'Maybe you found something?' Kara asked and she could sense a slight gasp that went throughout the bond link. 'Oh….did the big, bad, Nightwing actually find something?'

'Yes….yes, I have,' Harry thought in a distracted manner as he shook his head. He wanted to read through this to make sure that he was not jumping to the wrong conclusion. However, after reading through it for a few seconds, there was really no conclusion that he could jump to. His green eyes were locked on it and he got up, just a moment and he nearly ran head long into Lucius Fox.

"Is there something that I can help you with, Mr. Potter?" Lucius asked, taking the near meeting of the minds in his good stoic grace.

Lucius and Harry walked into the next office.

'Have to say, he did redeem the first name Lucius,' Ginny commented with a smile and there were a lot of mutterings of agreement from those in the know, with Lucretia's being among the loudest of them all.

"Yes, there is…..I was under the impression that Bruce and I locked down all of orders of the firearm contracts for defense," Harry told him and Lucius half raised an eyebrow, before he told him in a calm and stoic voice.

"As far as I know, we did. Why?"

"Well, someone shipped the firearms out of the office, under the guise of other shipments," Harry told Lucius as he pointed to the invoice order. "On this case, electronics, DVDs…..they might have shipped them out but they weren't intelligent enough to change the serial numbers. I recognized this from an old list from a while back….the master list that was passed around at a meeting that we had."

Harry, Bruce, and Lucius, along with some of the old guard, the holdouts from the Thomas Wayne days, were not too comfortable with the production of firearms with the company. Even for the government, especially for the government.

"So, this is not just for the government," Harry continued as he had some more bad news. "This has been going on for about six months, maybe longer."

"Well that's a problem," Lucius said calmly, trying not to get rattled, even though it would be a very easy thing for him to do.

"Only someone high up would have the credentials to authorize this," Harry said to Lucius and he nodded.

He prepared to access the shipments from his computer and he frowned.

"Whoever did this, even though they might not have been smart enough to erase the serial numbers, they were smart enough to take their name off of the list," Lucius said but he was not about to give up that easily. He kept digging around. "Let's see what I can….find out. The authorization number is here….let's see….well I'll be damned."

Harry saw him enter the employee authorization number and he was about to ask but as it was said by Lucius.

"Earle….William Earle," he said frowning as he slapped his palm down on the desk. "That doesn't make that much sense."

"Yes, I agree, Earle might be as greedy as hell and obviously taking orders from someone under the table, but…he's not a secret arm's dealer," Fox said and Harry slowly slipped off his glasses, and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Not to mention that the last order was sent after Earle's dismissal and he's not been on the premises."

"Could you see whose computer these orders were accessed from?" Harry asked and Lucius was on that promptly.

"Earle's….and…..a recent one has been entered in from Mr. Wayne's," Lucius said as his voice jumped in surprise.

"Well, I know that Bruce has been making use of Applied Sciences like it's his own personal armory," Harry said crisply. "But he's not an arm's dealer."

Lucius, without missing a beat, responded as cool as ice. "If you'd like, I could take you down there, maybe you could find something useful for yourself."

"Well….there may be one person who could be capable of doing this, although I very much doubt that she's doing it on her own accord, but…..have security meet me at the lobby, and then call James Gordon of the GCPD," Harry said to Lucius in a quick snappy voice.

'Karen, Faora, make sure to check the computers at RAO and STARR for any potential activity, I know we have the best security on the planet, but I'm not leaving anything to chance,' Harry thought to them.

'Already ahead of you,' Karen said.

'Myself as well,' Faora thought as Harry folded his arms together and took a few strides forward where security would meet him at the lobby.

"We're heading to Mr. Wayne's office," Harry told the security guards sharply and they did not really disagree with this statement.

In little time flat, they were down to the lobby, and on their way to Mr. Wayne's office. They reached the office door and saw a rather attractive black woman, Bruce's secretary, formally Earle's, who was talking on the phone. She stopped what she was doing and looked up, seeing Harry approaching. She could not even speak, especially given that he had security with him.

"Carol, I think we need to have a chat."

'So she's being blackmailed?' Dinah asked Harry, as Black Canary and Nightwing were out on the town tonight after the news that they got.

'Well Carol….she sang like a canary when she realized what was on the line and how I was not too thrilled with what she was doing,' Harry thought to the golden haired crime fighter who nodded. 'Apparently in her younger years, she did some nude photos and they fell into the wrong hands.'

'So….that was a poor judgment that came back to haunt her, so she's being blackmailed with them coming out in public,' Dinah thought.

'And if she….grows a brain, as they told her, they'll publish the photos and…..knowing the people behind this, they'd likely ensure that she has a nice little accident that leads to her end,' Harry thought and Dinah breathed in once and out a second time. 'I know….but….'

'Damn, things are getting pretty serious then,' Dinah thought. 'And if she went to the police….'

'More of the same,' Harry thought and Dinah did not need him to say any more. The police could be paid long enough to look the other way, if the right scratch was thrown underneath their nose. Like it or not, that was the way things just simply went. 'She went along with what she was told, the woman was scared out of her mind, she did not know what to do and who to trust. Gordon arrived, as did Bruce, she repeated her story and Gordon is going to make sure that she is protected by cops that he can trust."

'So you were let off?' Dinah asked and Harry nodded.

'I gave my statement to Gordon, there was really no reason for me to stick around there for much longer, so I'm here, right now,' Harry thought to Dinah as the blonde threw her hair back and a long sigh escaped his mouth. 'As the owner and CEO, Bruce and Lucius had to stick around.'

'Just got done checking the computers, there has been no compromising on our end,' Karen thought to him.

'Same here,' Faora thought.

'I figured not but….'

'Say no more, security is the lifeblood of our company, better be safe now and sorry later, and we're monitoring the systems, in case they try something later,' Patricia added, as she assisted Karen and Faora with the sweep of the computer systems.

Never the less, earlier tonight Harry had a hunch and he called Dinah. After a quick change out of the costume that she brought him, Harry was ready and willing to go or at least as ready and willing to go as he ever might have been.

'So this is the place?' Dinah thought as she braced herself for action. They were under the assumption that this might be mob activity, so they were going into it carefully.

The store that they slipped into seemed rather unassuming. It was pretty much a store for all of someone's gaming needs. He took a moment to look around, and he noticed the backroom.

Carefully popping the locks on the door, Harry slipped inside, and then Dinah followed him inside. They made sure to close the locks on the door and continue to keep through the shadows. The store shelves seemed rather unassuming, games, DVDs, consoles, cell phones, pretty much nothing that would be scandalous or out of the ordinary. There was even a magazine stand in the back of the room that would get people up to date on the latest trends in the industry.

'Back room,' Harry thought as they left the back room unlocked, probably feeling that the locks on the door, state of the art that they were.

Black Canary looked over her shoulder; she had kept on full alert, just like she was taught. It would take a modern miracle for someone to sneak up on her and do anything.

There were crates, they were small, and there was no room in this room to hold assault rifles, along with all of the trimmings that would expect from a small arsenal. The blonde ran her hands across the wall and Harry looked through the crates.

DVDs and games, but there were no records there.

'Look,' Dinah thought, grabbing Harry by the sleeve even though he "heard" her through the bond link. Turning his head swiftly, Harry in fact looked.

They found what they were looking for, the invoices that detailed what they needed.

"This doesn't make any sense," Harry whispered as he flipped through the invoice, and where it was being shipped to. Whoever was doing that, obviously was brazen or had help or both. Dinah raised an eyebrow. "Not to an abandoned warehouse but….they're being shipped to a very active factory in the business district of Gotham."

'So what did you find out?' Zatanna asked as Dinah and Harry opened up the bond link further, to Zatanna and Kara, who were acting as mission support.

'We found out that a gentleman named Jeff Albertson is behind the shipping….do you think that you could look him up?' Harry asked.

'Just one moment,' Kara said as she was already hopping online to look him up.

The two crime fighters made their way, making sure that the store was locked up behind them. The warehouse was not that long of a walk away from there, so they took it.

'It must be easy to get from the warehouse to the store,' Dinah thought as they quickened their steps and their strides to gain some momentum as they kept walking.

'Okay, Albertson….well the guy is a rather….unassuming man in his mid-20s,' Kara thought as she went through the records. 'However, what he did….well it just proved that he had some savvy in his head, just not enough to get away with it.'

'How so?' Hermione asked, she was intrigued by this thing.

'Well he had a bright future ahead of him, but now he has to work two shifts just to make ends meet, one at the electronics store that you just came from and one from the factory that you're just heading to right now,' Kara explained and Zatanna picked up where Kara had left off.

'And…..he was given a full ride through college by the Thomas Wayne Scholarship, including a job, which he blew by embezzling funds,' Zatanna thought to them.

'He was prosecuted by the full extent of the law by William Earle….and made to pay back everything he stole from the company, including the money that he had from the scholarship, which bankrupted him,' Kara continued. 'To add insult to injury, he was sent to Blackgate….not a white collar prison like you would think.'

'Here's a picture of the guy,' Zatanna thought, as she projected an image to them all, and also a more visual one towards Harry's computer.

A rotund individual with brown hair turned up. He had a goatee and dark black eyes. He wore a black shirt that stretched over his ample gut and a pair of red shorts that showed way too much of his stubby legs. He had the demeanor of someone who one could easily see trolling around various websites on the Internet.

'I can't help but notice that he resembles Comic Book Guy….you know from the Simpsons,' Hermione said.

'The resemblance is uncanny, yes,' Emily chimed in.

'Worst….criminal…ever,' Amanda dead panned, unable to help herself but Harry and Dinah focused on the business at hand. They stepped towards the warehouse gates.

Needless to say they arrived at a crime scene and they might have been far too late to do anything of value. The two crime fighters stood at the edge of the gates, and there was a pile up of bodies. Dinah noticed that they were both factory workers caught in the crossfire and also some of Black Mask's gang. The garb that they were wearing was a dead giveaway.

Dinah took special note of how the bodies were positioned. Her training with Wesley Dodds had allowed her to pick up on certain things that others might have missed and she was picking up on something interesting as she surveyed the downed bodies, with raised eyebrows.

'They didn't have a chance to draw their guns before they were killed and whoever attacked….well they're gone now,' Dinah whispered as she looked at them. 'Whoever did this, they ambushed them from behind, along with the workers. They didn't want any witnesses to the crimes.'

Dinah and Harry stepped into the shadows when the coast was clear. Whoever did this, well they were long gone.

Harry nodded his head but he had one….interesting conclusion to draw from all of this. 'You know, I'm pretty much surprised that the GCPD wasn't drawn here….the sound of gunshots, they're not that far away.'

As if on cue, a rather loud train rolled past. There were a couple of minutes worth of noise, more than enough for anyone to pull off what was pulled off here and make a clean enough getaway.

'The trains behind the factory, they go off at infrequent intervals,' Kara chimed in as she folded her arms across her chest. 'Therefore…..well let's just put it this way, they must have been casing the place to attempt to find out when the right time to sneak in and do their business.'

'So if they timed things right with the train tracks rolling here and the GCPD building….they would have been able to get in,' Harry thought to her. 'Thanks Kara, for your help, you too Zatanna.'

'No problem,' Kara said.

'Yes, it was no problem,' Zatanna agreed with a smile. Kara was multi-tasking at the moment, doing some of her coursework even though it was the dead of the night. She tended to sleep in intervals anyway, therefore she was no stranger in getting about four to five hours of sleep and functioning. Coffee did help a little bit, without the negative side effects that it might have on humans.

Harry and Dinah edged forward and they saw that there was a light on, along with a cracked window. That was a huge smoking gun as far as they were concerned. The door had been hastily shut, although not locked and Harry could smell blood. It turned his stomach.

Sure enough, they found Jeff Albertson, he was slumped onto the ground, casings of bullets down on the ground. The blood flowing from the back of his head indicated that someone shot him from behind and then pumped in a couple more just to be sure. They really ripped him up with a shotgun never the less and he never had a chance.

'He's long since left this plane,' Harry thought to Dinah as he scanned the crime scene for anything. He turned around and saw a smashed computer monitor. Someone looked to have taken a blunt object to the monitor, smashing it to pieces.

The tower on the other hand, the actual part of the computer that would contain in the incriminating data on it, was left untouched.

'We're dealing with a real mind here,' Kara dead panned somberly as she shook her head and Harry was about ready to lift his hand to face palm himself hard but he somehow resisted the temptation to do so. He had no idea how but he did.

'Okay….fine….okay,' Harry thought as he hooked the device up to the computer. It was similar to the one that he used at the GCPD, only this time he was a lot more adept in using it.

The data was transferred from one spot to the other as Harry would be able to pursue at his leisure.

'All we can do now is call 911, unless you want to play necromancer and find out what happened,' Dinah thought to Harry and he cast her one of those narrowed eyed glances that indicated that might not be the best idea.

'Trust me when I say, given the way he died, that's not a good idea on many accounts, or even at all,' Harry thought, it was something that he could do given the powers of the Hallows. Given that he was not at his full powers due to the merger, it would be a pretty dumb idea and so much could go wrong with it.

The last thing he needed was to raise every dead person that ever lived in Gotham City and have some zombie rampage. The people that were alive were more than enough.

"It's me," Harry said over the phone to Gordon in his Nightwing voice. "There are several bodies down in the warehouse, other side of the tracks from the GCPD. There's been several murders"

Harry dialed up the ambulance next, really there was nothing more than he could do. After doing that, Black Canary and Nightwing disappeared into the night.

Back in the Lair, Harry was sitting back and scanning through the information in the computer that was in front of him. Namely the information from Albertson's hard drive or hard drives rather since there were three of them. He frowned as he combed over all of the information, it was going to be interesting.

Zatanna turned to Dinah and unknowing to Harry, at least at the second, she gave her a knowing smile and lead her off by the hand in the direction of the exit.

"It's taking a while, isn't it?" Kara asked Harry, raising her eyebrow, looking fairly curious as she did.

"Well there is a lot of data to go through," Harry said and Kara shook her head.

"Good luck….got to head off to bed, class first thing in the morning," Kara said with a smile as she leaned forward and gave Harry a searing kiss on the lips which he returned.

Without another word, Kara directed herself to the elevator, swaying her tight young ass from one side to the next as she made her way there. The blonde was making a show out of what she was doing and there was a moment where Harry let her had her moment but it was only for a moment.

Without another word, Harry got back up to his feet and then smacked Kara hard on the ass. He gave her one last stern statement. "Get up to bed, then."

Kara, with a smug smirk on her face, scurried up to bed and Harry walked back to the computer, placing himself down on the chair. With a tired expression he said one last thing. "Progress report."

"Sixty five percent done," the computer said to Harry and he smiled.

"Well this is taking a while, but do keep me posted," Harry said as he leaned forward, crossing his arms. He let in one breath and let out another breath, sighing.

With that in mind, Harry turned his attention to the gas grenade project, it was merely an on and off thing really, with him just really trying to work on everything when he had a bit more time. His green eyes were focused on the project.

'Could use a more streamlined design than I got, it would make things easier,' Harry thought to himself but he knew that he would have to test it out first.

The good thing is that he had a prototype about assembled and then after a few seconds, he did. He decided that now it would be the best time to test it. With a flick, he hurled it off into an empty area of the lair.

There was a sound of a light bulb popping and gas was released. Harry grinned, was it pretty good? He would have to say so himself. Could it have been better? Well, there was always room for improvement, but then again, he was the type of person who would like to improve upon perfection, despite more unenlightened people thinking that was impossible.

There was the second of clapping behind him and Harry turned around. Dinah was back wearing her mother's version of the Black Canary costume, in all of its busty and ass riding glory. While it was not practical for crime fighting purposes, it was practical for other purposes. She had a slinky set of fishnet stockings on which did a good job in emphasizing her legs and she had a lustful smile on her face. Her arms were crossed over her chest.

Zatanna in the meantime was wearing a top hat and a tight white shirt that stretched over her firm breasts. She had a thong on underneath that wrapped snugly around her great ass and to top things off, she had a pair of fishnet stockings on as well. It was a slight variation of her mother's costume, which Zatanna wore when she performed with her father on stage. However, she made some alterations to it.

"Harry," Dinah purred as she motioned for him to come forward.

"It's been a long night, why don't you join us?" Zatanna asked him as she gave him bedroom eyes from the corner of the room.

Harry smiled in spite of himself, this was one of the best solutions that could have been given. He pretty much joined Dinah and Zatanna, ushering them into a bed chamber.

Zatanna took her place on Harry's lap, wrapping her fishnet clad legs around his waist and sticking her tongue down his throat. Their tongues battled together for domination with each other but Harry was going to be the one to win the war.

Dinah meanwhile was behind him, kissing the back of his neck, having her breasts pressed against the back of his neck and she kissed him.

"Fun," Zatanna whispered as she grinned, unbuckling his pants and she motioned for Dinah to be placed on the other side of Harry. Both sensually wiggled their toes and feet as they prepared to pleasure Harry.

Harry's stiff iron like cock was pulled from his pants and Zatanna looked at it, with a predatory smile etched onto her face. She held one of her feet over the edge of his thick tool and slowly ran the bottom of her fishnet clad foot over his cock.

"Oh, Zee," Harry grunted as she subtly teased him.

"That looks like fun," Dinah said lustfully as she ran her own foot over Harry's cock. Both of them took turns teasing his cock with their fishnet clad feet, rubbing him up and down. Harry placed his hands on Dinah's legs and she sat in front of him.

One foot was placed on one side of his cock, and then the other foot was briefly teasing the underside of his balls with her toes.

Zatanna fingered herself at this erotic sight, as Dinah pulled down the top slightly, to expose her breasts.

Harry placed his hands on her soft legs and ran his hands down them. Dinah cooed as her lips were curled in a lustful smile as she jerked Harry's cock up and down with her amazing feet. The blonde was really having the time of her life as she pleasured Harry.

"Oh, that's it Harry, it feels so good between my feet," Dinah breathed as she used her feet to rub Harry's cock, giving him an amazing foot job and Harry ran his hands up her legs in response. He stopped short of touching her pussy, which caused Dinah to moan.

Zatanna took off her top, to reveal her firm breasts and she leaned over, grabbing Harry in a tight hug and pressed his faces between her breasts.

Harry gave Zee more than she bargained for as he attacked her breasts, vibrating between her breasts. She held onto his head and she moaned as he sunk one set of fingers into her pussy.

"That's fucking it," Zatanna moaned as she felt him attack her breasts hungrily and he switched from her pussy to her ass, cupping it lovingly.

"I'm sure that it is," Harry muttered as he attacked her breasts with more reckless abandon. She threw her head back with a long mewling moan as he cupped her ass. The dark haired woman whimpered in pleasure as he cupped her ass in his hand.

Zatanna closed her eyes tightly as Harry kept working her over but Dinah, Dinah was about ready to get an amazing treat.

She moaned as her pussy hungered for his meat but she was determined to finish him off with her feet. Her sensual feet with their high arches rubbed him up and down, as she ached for him. She continued to jerk him up and down, until his balls tightened.

He sent a rocket blast of cum all over the soles of her feet. Dinah threw her head back, moaning lustfully at the top of her lungs as he finished off on her feet.

Her stockings and legs were splattered with cum and Zatanna detached herself from Harry, and started to lick his cum off of Dinah's feet. She turned around for a few seconds and smiled.

She then saw that Dinah was distracted and with a grin, she jumped on his now erect cock, scissoring her legs around his body. With one movement, Zatanna worked her hips down around him slowly, pumping his cock with her tight center.

"Damn," Harry grunted as he cupped his lover's ass and she smiled, as he worked up into him. He hit a spot that caused pure sexual pleasure to explode through her mind.

Dinah pouted at the moment but Harry was behind her as well. Her ass was arched in the air and Harry grabbed it.

She turned to give him a lust ridden kiss as his cock was positioned at the edge of her entrance. She braced herself with the intrusion, getting wetter by each second as she sensed Harry moving closer. The god was about ready to insert himself into her.

Dinah screamed as he entered her body, his cock touching the edge of her womb as he worked into her from behind. The blonde closed her eyes as she clamped around his tool and worked into her from behind.

His hands clutched around her breasts, groping them and she threw her head back.

"Whatever you don't…don't Canary cry in my ear," Zatanna moaned as she could barely articulate her thoughts.

"Don't worry…good control," Dinah panted as Harry hammered into her.

"I'm willing to test that," Harry whispered which caused her to clench his rod as he kept spearing into her. He cupped her amazing breasts and kept up the action. The blonde milked his incoming thrusts as he worked into her, picking up a steadier pace as he kept working into her.

The blonde held onto the edge of the sheets, biting down onto her lip. The beautiful blonde crime fighter felt her senses being taken to the brink. Harry's hands roamed every inch of her body and she gave as good as she could receive. She was determined to squeeze his cock into submission.

"Not until you've earned it," Harry whispered hotly in her ear as Dinah clamped around his invading tool and she whined for more and Harry gave her more, he gave her more than enough even.

Zatanna was riding Harry and she was brought to another mind numbing orgasm. Her hips were getting a little sore but she had great stamina. Adrenaline allowed her to roll on through, gyrating her pink box on Harry's thick hot tool.

Harry rolled over the girl onto the bed, her back was pressed against it, and Harry cupped her breasts, which caused her mewls to get louder.

Her legs were thrown into the air and Zatanna looked up at him, lust burning from her bright blue eyes as drool came down from her lips.

"Wreck me," she begged him hotly panting and his rod speared deep into her center. He used the leverage that he had to caused Zatanna's orgasms to shoot up amazingly. She had barely enough time to register it as his stamina was second to none.

Dinah was pulled out of and she whined but Harry held her up by the waist.

"Want to see the pleasure in your eyes," Harry whispered and he could feel her juices drip onto his cock as he slowly lifted her up into the air and then lowered her right onto his erect pole.

Dinah bit down on her lip but she felt the pleasure that burst through her loins as Harry stretched out her walls. She rocked back with her hips onto his rod as she kept bouncing up and down onto him. The blonde rotated her hips back onto him.

"That feels so good," Dinah moaned as she grabbed onto his shoulder and Harry sat up, to allow him to feast upon her breasts.

He licked and bit her nipples which caused her to throw her head back with a musical moan as she sunk her finger nails into Harry's shoulders.

"Oh yes, YES!" Zatanna screamed at the top of her lungs as she was speared so deep into her body and the woman hoisted her hips up and down. Her walls wrapped around his throbbing hard cock as she pumped him hard.

"Almost there," Harry whispered in her ear and that gave her a renewing ability to push herself forward. She was determined not to pass out before he finished inside her.

"Give me it, I can't live without it," she begged him as she summoned all of the strength she could towards her inner muscles, pumping him.

Eventually she got the reward that he thought, after what seemed like hours of intense fucking. Her mind was being blown with his throbbing cock. The contents of his balls were drained into Zatanna's pussy and she whined out loud as he finished inside her.

Then she blacked out after he drove her to one last mind numbing orgasm.

Dinah continued to roll her hips over Harry's throbbing stick as she worked herself up and down. She was brought to a closer edge as Harry held her breasts. She whimpered in pleasure as his rod buried so far deep into her that she was stretched out. The blonde's walls clamped around him as he kept pumping his rod deep into her, she whined at the top of her lungs and sure enough, she was brought to an orgasm.

Her clamping walls were just enough to bring Harry over the edge as he pumped his thick load into her. He spurted load after load of cum into her, which caused her to throw her head back and collapse onto his chest, her breasts in his face.

Smiling, Harry pulled out and rolled her over onto the bed. The blonde blacked out with a grin on her face, as Harry placed a blanket over her.

Both Zatanna and Dinah were knocked out on the bed, drooling, with vapid stares in their eyes. After making sure to tuck them in and kiss them goodnight, Harry grinned as he made his way over the computer.

"One hundred percent complete," the computer concluded.

"Well that was perfect timing," Harry said with a wide smile on his face as he walked over and prepared to shift through the information that was on the hard drive in front of him. He was rather curious to see what was happening.

'Hmm, Albertson was working with someone named Enigma,' Harry thought.

'There's a name that seems to be popping up all over the place lately,' Faora suggested and Harry nodded.

'There have been e-mails sent back and forth between the two, for months now, detailing the shipments, he was the man who helped Albertson all the way through,' Harry thought as he kept moving through the e-mails. 'It was an interesting process, Albertson would send the information to Enigma, and then Enigma would sell the information about what was on auction to the highest bidder. Most of these auctions were won by the Penguin….well Rupert Thorne won the first few. Penguin started edging him out.'

'And then…..' Karen prompted him.

'Sionis edged him out and the Penguin was not very happy,' Harry thought and that was the understatement that might have ended all understatements.

"There is also video of the security feed on the third drive," the computer helpfully informed Harry.

"Excellent," Harry whispered, he was going to piece together this entire mystery, well to the best of his abilities.

It appeared that Albertson was wiping the hard drive on certain dates but that was to be expected given what he was up to. Harry carefully accessed it.

Black Mask's gang and the unfortunate security guards fell down at least the same way that Dinah said, however there was a bit more.

Harry saw Albertson plugged with a doubled barreled shot gun through the window. Both barrels were emptied into him, one barrel was emptied into his head through the window. Then he emptied the second barrel into him.

"Lock onto him, and get a better shot of him if at all possible," Harry told the computer and the computer complied with these thoughts. The image of the individual popped up onto the screen and Harry's smile….well it was rather fixed for the moment but he could see that the man had an ugly Walrus like mustache and he looked like a younger carbon copy of Vernon Dursley.

He had a theory pop into his head but as of yet, he was not going to jump to conclusions. However, he did watch in amusement as he took another round into the monitor, after reloading the gun. Then he took a cricket bat to the destroyed monitor for good measure.

'Well, there's no kill like overkill,' Karen thought in amusement as the individual walked out of the room, leaving the tower untouched.

They saw the images of the Penguin's goons loading the guns that Black Mask had won in a bid onto a truck and then driving them off into the distance.

"Send all of this information to Batman, as well as Harvey Dent, I'll hand deliver a physical copy to Gordon personally," Harry told the computer.

"Sending."

Harry thought that a long night was going to get even longer.

Psychology class at Gotham City University was just wrapping up and Harry was sitting the class, taught by Doctor Bethanie Ravencroft. She was a gorgeous woman with blonde hair that went down to her shoulders and she wore a pair of glasses that were framed on her nose. She was wearing a smart looking business suit that never less emphasized the curves that they did, although her air of professionalism could not be denied. Her legs were crossed as she sat in the chair.

"This will be all for today, class," she concluded at the end of the lecture. "I hope that you have a very productive semester and I look forward to working with each and every one of you. Doctor Potter, could you please stay back for a moment?"

The class filed out as Harry smiled for a second and the group filed out for a second. It took a couple of moments for everyone to file back and he walked up to the desk, waiting to be addressed.

Doctor Ravencroft took precious few seconds stowing away her papers in a briefcase and looked up at him. "Thank you for waiting, Doctor Potter."

"It wasn't a problem," Harry said with his usual charming smile and demeanor. "And please, no need to be so formal, call me Harry."

"Well then outside of class hours, it's Bethanie, then," she told him with a smile on her face as surveyed them. She had to admit, she was excited to see that the infamous Doctor Harry Potter was going to take her class. She was sure that there would be many teachers, most of them female, who would give their right arm and perhaps other parts of their body as well for a chance to increase teacher-student relations with him. "Follow me to my office, mind if we talk along the way?"

Harry smiled to show that he in fact did not mind and he allowed Doctor Ravencroft to lead the way. He was once again curious to see what was going on.

"I have looked over your tests, and I must say I am impressed," she told him and there was no sugar coating in her voice, she was extremely impressed by his efforts. "Most people would not have tested up to this level, but I think that it would be best if you have no problems."

"Well, I'm sure that you would know better than anyone else," Harry said with a smile and she nodded in response.

"So, I have arranged for a couple of tutors?" Bethanie continued to Harry and he nodded in response. "They are currently waiting in my office. They are two of the top students in my class, and….they will be able to properly help you should you have any problems."

"No problem, not at all," Harry said, and he had even less problems when he found that those students were in fact female.

The first was a brunette with her hair tied back in a ponytail. She had brown eyes and an angelic face. She was wearing a red top that curved around her breasts and she also had a nice skirt on that wrapped around her tight ass. She was wearing a pair of boots as she looked at him.

The second was a blonde with alluring blue eyes. She had large D-Cup breasts that were wrapped in a black top that shifted up just an inch but only on certain movements. She had slender and soft looking legs and a tight ass in the red skirt that she was wearing. She wore a pair of boots as well and she was looking at Harry with interesting. Actually both of them were, although the blonde's interest was not that subtle.

"Harry, I'd like to introduce you to Penelope Young and Harleen Quinzel."