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

"Another year, another couple of bitches bitches underneath your belt," Faora summarized as she sat cross legged in the dream scape, with Harry sitting down beside her, and Kara sat on Harry's left. Kara decided that clothing was quite frankly optional and she remained cross-legged, rocking back and forth a little bit, without a stitch of it on her body. "So the tiniest Weasley was ensnared in your trap?"

"Well she does have some potential," Harry offered with a shrug when he leaned back and thought about Ginny. "At the very least, she's an asset that I don't want to squander no matter what."

Faora's face spread into a grin as she watched her brother with a fond expression on her face and a tear nearly came across her cheek. Yet she held it back despite everything and adjusted herself, remaining serious.

"You have gotten the point of the lessons that I've taught you, well done," Faora answered, but she had all of the confidence in the world that her brother would grasp what she was telling him. She placed a hand to her brother's forehead and lightly swiped his hair, frowning a moment at that blemish. It was a reminder of the sacrifices that he made to protect a civilization that would make him a martyr one moment and a god the next, and a mere martyr moments after that, changing their mind more times than most people changed their underpants.

"Well you are a very captivating teacher," Kara informed Faora and the dark haired Kryptonian nodded before she turned around to watch Kara. A cheeky grin spread over Kara's face before she added, with a bit of a wink and a smile. "I mean, after all you taught me, I think that you should know what you're capable of."

"Believe me, I'm extremely capable of teaching much to you," Faora answered when she watched Kara, before lovingly flipping the blonde hair from her face.

"How is it that you can touch her and I can't?" Harry asked, he was trying not to frame this question as being accusatory, but he was rather curious.

Faora's face spread with a wide grin, although her ability to touch Kara manifested recently.

"You know to be honest, and yes you know I'm nothing if not honest, I have not the slightest clue of why you cannot touch Kara," Faora responded when she placed her hand on Kara's breast or the underside of it. "And let's face it, you long to touch her, like I touch her."

"When she gets out of that pod…."

"Believe me, I'll be wet and ready," Kara stated as she watched him, hunger dancing from her eyes at the thought of what Harry would be able to do to her. She was ready for him and ready to take everything that he could give her. The blonde tingled with the desire and the thoughts of what that desire would bring her, as she caught a peak of Harry and he had a lot to offer.

"I'm sure, but if the two of you could quit eye fucking each other, because we have things to discuss," Faora stated and Kara and Harry simply watched her.

"What is it this time?"

"You have another power," Faora responded and she watched Harry to build up anticipation. "This one is a good one, it's your expanded lung capacity and what we might call super breath."

"Super breath?" Kara asked with a raised eyebrow. "Couldn't we come up with a more original name than that?"

"I don't know, can you?" Faora asked and Kara racked her brain.

"Not really, please continue."

Faora's face twisted into a shifty little smirk before she responded in a scholarly tone as she faced her brother. There was a moment where she paused for the most dramatic effect ever before she jumped in with the explanation. "Your super breath generates a gale force that will be intense and could blow people over. It is a useful little weapon. It even can blow storm clouds out of the way."

"Really?" Harry asked her and Faora grabbed his hand tightly, before nodding in confirmation.

"Yes, but I wouldn't recommend it. Tampering with nature can have more dangerous side effects than a stormy day."

Harry took a moment to soak that all in but Faora was not done with the lesson. After giving Harry a few seconds to catch his bearings, she pressed forward with the lesson.

"Also your breath has a gale force that can freeze objects solid and people, although with normal humans, that could be potentially fatal within moments if you don't time it correctly," Faora continued as she shifted from her position and then she added as an afterthought. "Of course, if that's your intention, then have at it."

A target appeared before Harry with a snap of the fingers but that was the power of the dream scape. The rock target was ugly and stood before him, the young Kryptonian male watched it carefully and the two Kryptonian females observed him doing this. Time ticked by before Faora stated what exactly she wanted.

"Blow the target, but in a way where you don't break it."

Harry took a breath. He huffed, he puffed, and he blew the target down. The target smashed into chunks of rock that landed on the ground.

"That's why this is a practice run," Faora said as she got up and grabbed Harry around the waist, and adjusted his posture a little bit. "Only inhale for five point seven seconds and then exhale. There's a science to this."

"Isn't there always? Harry asked and Faora did not respond with anything other than a smile. The young Kryptonian female left her brother for a second try.

It took two more rounds before Harry got the hang of it, but it was faster than most. The wizard stood proud and Kara applauded his efforts with a bright smile on her face.

"I knew you were capable of it, Harry," she remarked with a bright grin, unable to wait to do more with her powers but considering that she was mostly incorporeal, it was easier said than done to be honest.

"Well with that done, I need you to freeze this next target," Faora responded, a wide eyed expression on her face when she motioned for Harry to do so.

"Freeze it, got it," Harry answered, looking forward to getting an opportunity to do so.

Faora snapped her fingers and the target reappeared, standing tall and Harry took in a deep breath.

"It's mostly a science, but also magic," Faora explained. With these words, Harry got the hint and nodded.

He drew in his breath and froze the target before him, although it was not enough to Faora's liking, she raised a critical eyebrow before the girl motioned.

Practice made perfect and Harry knew that better than anyone else.

There was many times where Harry got used to certain things happening around Number Four Privet Drive, to the point where they became pretty much background noise. One of those things was his uncle ranting about every topic underneath the sun. Vernon was a fat pile of blubber and a heart attack waiting to happen and Harry distanced himself from him for his own sanity.

"Boy!"

Harry raised an eyebrow as Vernon burst through his door. The door frame replacement would naturally be billed to Vernon.

"You bellowed," Harry answered in a crisp voice.

Vernon looked purple in the face. "Marge is coming in two weeks…."

"Really, after last time, she's actually showing her face around here?" Harry asked when he looked over his OWL level textbooks towards Vernon. His face was quite a disgusting sight, almost made him long for the lovely and vivacious Severus Snape.

"Don't get cute with me, boy," Vernon stated but he kept his temper in check when Harry's eyes darted towards the wall. Vernon knew better. "Whilst Marge is here…."

"I won't be here," Harry responded, cutting Vernon off at the ramp.

"I didn't give you any permission to leave…."

"Nor was I asking for it," Harry stated as Vernon's fist clenched before he eyed Harry. The two stared each other down, it was difficult to see which set of eyes showed even more thinly veiled contempt. "I'm telling what's going to happen. Marge is coming here in two weeks, am I correct?"

"Yes," Vernon grunted, not trusting himself to say anything else.

"Then I will be leaving here in ten day's time," Harry responded before he watched Vernon and decided to drop the next part of his bombshell. "I'll be heading to Gotham City."

The name of the city caught Vernon's attention and the wheels started turning in his mind. Harry thought he could smell something burning, with the brain cells cooking in the back of his head. The wizard kept looking at him and it was almost like he could pinpoint the thought process, as rusty gears grinded behind his ears. Harry suspected that was the most activity that particular area of Vernon's brain received in years.

Vernon, like the rest of the world, heard about the crime rate in Gotham City. Therefore Vernon was hoping, perhaps against all hope, that Harry would be sent there and there would be some kind of violent crime committed upon his person.

"Well Gotham City, well….I wish you the best, boy," Vernon stated in his most nasty tone possible, barely holding back a laugh.

Harry rolled his eyes.

'To think I have to share the same oxygen with him,' Harry mused as he read about the OWL level charms, even if some of these charms he already mastered. 'Starting my third year, feels like about ten by now, likely will feel like about twenty by the time I'm done.'

Harry shook his head, he only had another year and a half worth of classes. He hoped that Hermione did not bury herself alive in books although knowing his friend, that could be a potentially likely outcome. Then again, Charlotte promised that she'd take Hermione on a holiday to visit some family, so she would be away from the books for a few weeks. That had served her well; they did not need another meltdown like almost happened last year.

The good news is that his letters came in as they should have been, although Dobby was under his thumb for now. He did lend the eager little elf to Lucretia, who was finishing the most difficult part of her Potions mastery. Two weeks of intense exams and after that leg was completed, she would be completely qualified.

There was something else that became background noise to Harry during his time at Number Four Privet Drive and that was Petunia Dursley being a nosy bitch. It seemed to be in her nature to spy on others, perhaps one could say it was ingrained in her DNA. Of course, seeing her pace around like a caged animal was annoying, even if Harry could only hear it and he took a few glimpses through the floor with his X-Ray vision.

Harry edged forward and down the stairs, when he heard the loud tut that Petunia gave, and he crept down the stairs. His aunt was in some kind of distress, not that he cared. Still he had never seen her this flummoxed and there had to be a good reason.

'Ah new neighbors,' Harry thought, glimpsing the moving truck out of the corner of his eye. He raised an eyebrow; naturally Petunia would be upset by this. Her perfect little order was turned over on its head and that meant bad things. She was an obsessive control freak, everything had to be her way.

"The nerve of her," Petunia muttered underneath her breath as she watched the neighbors and that meant Harry watched them, even though from the top of the stairs.

There was a fairly attractive woman with red hair and green eyes, with a white tank top and blue jeans. She had some amazing curves on her, Harry noticed, in her mid to late twenties by the looks of her. And she had two redhead girls, also with red hair and green eyes that looked fairly attractive. One was a couple inches shorter than the other while the other had a couple more freckles on her face.

Harry stopped and stared, something struck him. All three of them had green eyes, just like his own and those of his mother.

If he was any other person, Harry would chalk it up to a really weird coincidence but he did not believe in coincidences. Especially given that he lived a life where coincidences simply did not happen but that was beside the point. With that in mind, the wizard watched them as they came up to the door. Petunia froze when she heard the knocking on the door.

"Petunia, open up, I know you're were sitting there, spying at me from out the window," the woman stated in an agitated tone of voice as she peered in the window. "You never change, do you?"

Now that was something that caught Harry off guard and threw him off balance, this woman, whoever she was, knew Aunt Petunia. The wizard edged forward and craned his neck a little bit, trying not to come across as nosy. Yet it was in his nature in some ways.

Plus he wanted to get a closer look at that woman for she was hot and the twin girls weren't half bad either. They would have been hot on their own but given that they were twins that made them even hotter.

With a trembling hand, Petunia opened the door with a false smile. "Rose…."

"Petunia, I'm not here to talk to you, I'm here to see Harry," Rose stated as she cut her off, the less time she had to share the same oxygen space with her older sister, the better.

"The boy is…."

"Right here," Harry answered as he made his way down the stairs, side stepping Petunia before she could say a word, and Rose moved forward, before she threw her arms around Harry, pulling him into a tight hug.

"Thank God, Dumbledore wasn't pulling my leg when he said that you'd be alright," Rose breathed, as she pulled his body into hers, but blushed slightly when she appreciated how muscular it is.

"Um hi," Harry responded, a bit perplexed that he was being hugged by this hot older woman. Not that he was complaining mind you but still he wondered what was going on.

Rose broke away before she watched Harry. "You don't remember me; it's been a long time ago. The last time I saw you was Christmas a year before….your parents died and….yes I got some explaining to do."

Harry motioned for her to come forward with him and Petunia was about to protest something but Rose led Harry out the door. He followed her, but did not take his eyes off her. Rose cheerfully closed the door in Petunia's face, which won her some points with Harry, for the moment.

"My name is Rose Evans," Rose responded, trying to gauge her nephew's reaction. "I'm your mother's younger sister."

Harry remained calm; it was a testament to his maturity that he did not jump to the worst possible conclusion. Plus it was hard to remain mad at a hot woman that much was for sure. The wizard had a frown cross his face when he watched her.

"You were still in Hogwarts when the incident happened," Harry whispered to her and Rose nodded. He responded with a nod of her own, carefully folding her arms. "And the blood protections had already been set."

"And do they work?" Rose asked before she amended hastily. "Dumbledore assured me that they worked but…."

"They do work," Harry amended before he paused and added. "In the sense that they protect me but they cause great harm to the Dursleys because they don't treat me like family. With each passing year they reflect more of their inner nature, and they become more animalistic."

"Well that'd explain Mr. Ed in there," one of the twins responded, speaking up for the first time, of course, she was spending this entire time checking out the boy beside her and liking what she saw, a lot.

"Mandy!" the second twin said reproachfully, she was taller but a bit more withdrawn and a bit more innocent.

"And who are…."

"I'm Amanda and this is Emily," the shorter girl, Amanda stated when she watched Harry, before dropping a bombshell. "And we're your twin sisters!"

One could hear a pin drop.

Amanda offered a smile, when she watched Harry. "Personally I'm waiting for a tumbleweed to blow on by."

"No, you caught me off guard," Harry answered, but the twins exchanged identical grins, before they hugged their brother. He pulled their bodies into his, feeling them press against him before he let them go.

"I think explanations are in order," Rose remarked and Harry responded with a swift nod.

She took a moment to collect her thoughts; she knew this meeting was coming.

"After the fall of Voldemort, I went into hiding, for a few reasons," Rose explained as she walked with Harry, with Amanda and Emily following them. "First, I had your twin sisters, who were born premature. They were still in St. Mungos for a few weeks after the fall and by then, the blood protections had already been set. So I took them in and went into hiding. And I didn't want see his face."

"Who's face?" Harry asked.

"Snape," Rose stated with thinly veiled disgust dripping from her tongue and Harry nodded in a sympathetic manner before he grabbed his aunt's hand.

"Don't worry, I don't want to see him either," Harry responded which caused the twins to laugh.

"Well he's creepily obsessive," Rose remarked crisply.

"That he is," Harry agreed, thinking about how Snape hovered around like a gigantic bat, more than he should. The wizard frowned when he thought about it. "Was he…."

"His obsession with Lily was kind of unsettling," Rose admitted with a shudder as she walked over with Harry. "And his obsession with me….well it was pretty bad as well. He's the type of person who thought that if he had James out of the way, Lily would crawl towards him on bended knee and he would get all of the benefits that would go along with it."

"And that did not go that well," Harry responded in a hushed voice.

"Lily would have never gone for it, even if she loathed James," Rose responded, before placing a hand to her forehead. "I won't say that James was a perfect man but he was leagues ahead of Snape. And Snape is…."

"Obsessive," Harry interjected.

"I think we established that," Amanda remarked but a tense look from Rose caused her to slide off in the opposite direction. Amanda's shoulders sagged when she continued to walk next to her brother and her twin sister, along with her aunt, who could be just as good as her mother because Rose raised Amanda from birth.

"And I got in touch with Dumbledore after all these years, and I….I admit that I was curious and wanted to see you," Rose added and Harry tightened his grip around her arms. "Other than the twins, you're the only family that I have left that I want to see. And since your mother is in stasis…."

Harry stopped and nearly tripped but thankfully he gracefully avoided taking that plunge. Amanda and Emily looked amused.

"This is news to you I take it?" Rose asked and Harry's head nodded once up and down, this was news to him to say the very least. "The curse that was supposed to kill your mother did not kill her and….well she did something. Her body was transported to a safe place and there is a way to awaken her, although I'm not sure what needs to be done. The castle made one exception to allow her body to be placed inside but it will not make another, as I learned."

"Do you have any idea what place?" Harry inquired, wondering if he could go there right now and do the deed but Rose eyed him.

"You cannot enter it until your second maturity, that being your fourteenth birthday, the ancient magic will not allow you to" Rose stated as she shifted. "Sirius said….you know Sirius Black."

Harry's eyes snapped forward and he turned to her, an awed expression in his eyes. "Surely you don't mean Sirius Black, the notorious criminal all over the Muggle news."

"The very same," Rose responded before she chose her next words carefully. "He was your godfather…."

"I remember now," Harry responded as he closed his eyes and allowed childhood memories to flood back to him, one at a time. They slowly wormed their way back into his mind and he clenched his fist when he thought about it. "The crimes, he was framed for them."

"Yes, he was framed for them," Rose agreed as she turned her head around. "I knew they switched, but the word of a Hogwarts student, especially a Muggleborn, wasn't going to hold up against Dumbledore, who was an eyewitness account to Sirius agreeing to become the Secret Keeper. And when you figure in Crouch, who wanted to throw the book at anyone hard to build his reputation up, whether they were innocent, guilty, or otherwise, you can see what happened."

Harry wondered something.

"He was sent to Azkaban," Harry responded and Rose answered with a brief nod. "But that place….no one has ever escaped it before."

"No one has ever been brazen enough to try," Rose remarked, feeling that if anyone could try and escape the walls of Azkaban, it was Sirius Black. He had that quality to him; he was bold and wanted to do things that many felt should never be done by anyone.

Rose smiled as she turned to them.

"But enough about that business, we have some catching up to do," Rose offered with a bright smile and she ushered Amanda, Emily, and Harry inside, because the weather was beating down.

She figured that Petunia wouldn't mind, because she had the strangest feeling that Petunia did not care.

"So just curious, why now?" Harry asked and Rose offered a smile.

"The post for the new Muggle Studies Teacher at Hogwarts opened up and Dumbledore was in a bind, so I made him a deal," Rose answered, although it was Andromeda who gave her the heads up. She was one of the few that knew where Rose ran off to when she took the twin girls and they kept in touch, although Rose made Andromeda promise not to tell Harry until the time was right for them to meet up. "So I get that job and I get the house next door."

"It just conveniently opened up like that?" Harry asked with an eyebrow raised.

Amanda smiled, shaking her head. "Magic makes anything possible."

Harry could not argue with that assessment.

Harry spent as little time in the house of the Dursleys as possible, only returning at night to go to bed. He spent most of the time hanging out with his aunt and his twin sisters, getting to know them.

"So what is Hogwarts like?" Emily asked one day as they sat outside under the shade. It was a nice day, an hour after lunch.

Harry shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I've been in far worse places."

Amanda cracked a grin when she drank the juice that she had. "Not exactly a ringing endorsement."

"Well it's a school where they perform magic, not exactly as interesting as it sounds on paper," Harry responded with a shrug. "A lot of the lessons are pounding the same theory within three months that could be done in three weeks or less. Of course, given the brain surgeons that populate that world, it should be expected that the lessons would be remedial in nature."

Emily nodded. "So you're in your in third year right?"

"Technically fifth," Harry answered and the twins eyed him in amazement so Harry decided to get the information to them. "I'm taking the fast track out of there, I don't want to be there any longer than I have to be. I'll be done with my education halfway through my fourth year."

"Well, I'll be taking the fast track out of there too if I can," Amanda piped up, feeling that anything that her brother could do, she could do.

"I'll take it as well," Emily agreed in an excited voice.

Harry looked to the two girls, they were energetic, he'd give them that.

"It's a lot of hard work you know," Harry warned them but the twins exchanged a pair of grins, before they turned to face him.

"What is life without a little hard work?" Amanda asked as she leaned forward with a bright grin crossing her face. She wore a black tank top that showed her budding curves and a black jean skirt, with no shoes. Emily wore a green top and a blue jean skirt, and both girls were extremely beautiful.

Emily asked a question that was burning on her tongue.

"Harry?"

"Mmm?"

"Do you remember our parents?"

Harry paused for a moment and both Emily and Amanda were bubbling with excitement. The two young witches watched him, keeping an eye on him and an ear out for the answer. He considered the question as they asked it and responded with a slight smile crossing his face when he eyed them both.

"Our mother, she was brilliant, one of a kind, and hopefully one day you will be able to meet her," Harry remarked in a warm voice.

He hoped that Rose was right about him being able to wake Lily up, although how she was vague about the details. Then again it was to be expected as Harry figured that she forget many of the details.

"I hope so too," Emily responded, and Amanda responded with an energetic nod, before leaning against Harry, her grip tightening against his arm. "What about our father?"

Harry racked his brain, trying to give a fair and balanced, not to mention honest, assessment of what James Potter was. He turned to the girls, a tense expression passing through his eyes, before he broke in with what he thought. "Our father….well he was a good man."

Emily and Amanda waited for more.

"He did lack a lot of common sense," Harry added, choosing his words carefully. "And while he might have matured a little bit since Hogwarts, he still wanted to hang onto his glory days, despite the fact that there was a war going on. I remember our mother badgering him about keeping a living will but he never did."

"Lily did do that."

Rose came outside to join them, the truth was that she had been listening in but she didn't intrude on them. She sat down on the blanket, next to Harry, with the twins edging across it to make room.

"But Dad was stubborn and thought he was immortal," Amanda responded, sighing.

"Someone stubborn and doing things that seem reckless, hmmm, I wonder who that sounds like," Emily answered in a mock thoughtful tone of voice and Amanda spun towards her slowly, narrowing her eyes but her twin smiled and waved at her.

"Okay, you two, that's enough," Rose responded, although she was kind of amused by the banter. She figured that she should be the responsible one, even if it didn't suit her that well. Of course, she caught a glimpse of Harry and liked what she saw from her nephew.

There was no more time to go down that train of thought when a thud echoed from the bushes and caused the entire group to sit rigid. There was no one around elsewhere but someone was lurking. Rose turned to them, edging towards them, and she saw a figure slumped in the bush. Rose's wand was nearly out, in an attempt to defend herself as she grabbed the person from the bushes.

Eyes widened, Rose grabbed him and the twins and Harry came face to face with Sirius Black for the first time. It was not how he expected to meet him.

"Inside, quickly," Rose hissed urgently, nervously looking over her shoulder to make sure no one was watching and Sirius followed her, as did the twins and Harry. All of them were curious about what was going on.

Privacy charms, locking charms, although these were necessary given how nosy the neighborhood was, and many other charms that allowed them to get a moment of privacy.

"Rose, you haven't changed a bit," Sirius responded in a hoarse voice.

"I'm sure there's a pretty good reason why you decided to break out of Azkaban now and not all of those years ago," Rose answered, making Sirius a cup of tea and putting some biscuits out on the table. "Eat, you look…."

"Like hell warmed over?" Sirius interrupted her and the twins smiled, when Harry stood in the background. "Harry…it's been a long time, wish I could meet you when I didn't look like something that came out of the wrong end of a dragon."

Sirius hoped that Harry would not attack him but by all indications, Rose filled him in enough. He relaxed himself but only slightly. Azkaban had made him jumpy and it would be a while before Sirius was back to what passed as normal for him.

"Well your mug shoot looked significantly worse," Harry dead panned which caused the twins to laugh.

Sirius heard the little bits of Lily in Harry's voice, he resembled James, although not as much as Sirius previously believed come to think about it. His hair was still slightly messy, but that's where the lion's share of the comparisons between the two ended. Mostly he took after Lily.

"Well that wasn't a good day," Sirius offered as he saw the two teenagers properly for the first time. "Rose are these…"

"They're Lily's, twin daughters," Rose responded and Sirius was surprised. "I'm guessing that is a secret that even Lily and James kept from you."

"I didn't know about it and I was by several times, including the day before…..well you know," Sirius answered as he leaned his head back a little bit and closed his eyes in remembrance, it was a rather dark day all things considered.

"Premature birth, they spent most of their time in St. Mungos until a few weeks after James was dead, Lily was placed at the castle, and Harry…." Rose started before she trailed off.

"Was sent to live with the traveling zoo next door," Amanda helpfully chimed in, as she rocked back a little bit. "So, you're Sirius, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am," Sirius stated.

"Seriously?" Amanda asked with a grin and Sirius looked at her, rolling his eyes.

"Kid, I ran that joke into the ground by the time I got into my second year," Sirius responded in a serious tone of voice. "Although I'm thinking my parents missed the boat by not making my middle name Lee. I could have had a career as a rap superstar right before me."

"Yes, I'm sure with your distinct lack of rhythm….well actually given what passes as talent, you would have fit in quite well actually," Rose answered but she cleared her throat. "We're getting off the subject. Why now?"

"Pettigrew," Sirius answered as he unfolded the piece of paper and put it down on the table, before showing them a picture of the Weasleys and sure enough Harry walked it.

"Scabbers is the reason why you're back?" Harry asked, at least he thought that was the name of Weasley's pet vermin. Then again, it seemed to be marginally more intelligent than its master from the minimal interactions Harry had with it. The wizard carefully eyed the rat and Sirius shook his head.

"No his name is not Scabbers, he's an Animagus, by the name of Peter Pettigrew," Sirius responded and Harry nodded before he invited Sirius to continue. "I was supposed to be the secret keeper to protect your parents but we got a brilliant idea. Switch things up, no one would ever suspect Peter. Perhaps we proved that to be correct."

Sirius looked wistful at the thought, how he wanted to wrap his hands around the throat of that vermin and squeeze all of the life out of him for what he did.

"I just am going to tell you that I'm going to get my hands on him and I'm going to commit the crime that I was sent to prison for," Sirius piped in and Rose watched him, an expression of annoyance crossing her eyes.

"Sirius, think about this rationally, if that's capable for you," Rose responded as she folded her arms and made sure she had his full attention. "You could work within the system, as hard as it might be for you to think about that."

"Sirius, I'll write to Andromeda," Harry answered when he looked at Sirius.

"She'd kill me," Sirius answered, backing off, showing a slight amount of fear.

"I'm sure if we explain the situation to her, she'll understand," Harry responded but Sirius shook his head.

"No, not because of that, because of the fact that I didn't break out sooner," Sirius stated and Rose just smiled.

"Sirius, she's going to find out that you're out by now, its better we write to her and make sure she's here," Rose answered as she surveyed Sirius. "That way, we get the wheels of justice spinning in the right direction, as opposed to the wrong direction."

Sirius was not sure but he decided to allow Rose to do things her way. If she was wrong, then well he would make a run for it. Actually he half hoped that she would stop him from doing something extremely stupid when he showed up. Because Sirius did not think straight when he was under a lot of stress; that was the way he worked.

"So, just say the word and I'll write to her," Harry offered as he clutched his hands together before turning towards the man. "And in the meantime, you should take a shower and shave."

"Yeah, because you kind of need it," Amanda piped in waving her hand in front of her nose as she watched Sirius.

Sirius gave a barking round of laughter that was rather true all things considered. Still at least he would have four people who would hold back some of his more impulsive moves. Like Lily and to a lesser extent Remus did with him and James during their post-Hogwarts years. They would not be able to get away with nearly as much insanity as they did in the real world, hence all the times they were landed in a Muggle jail. Thankfully Lily was able to smooth things over with a well placed memory charm.

Although the inevitable ass chewing made them wish to return to jail.

Andromeda Tonks arrived outside of the gates, pleased to see that Rose was settled in, along with the twin girls. She regretted not being able to tell Harry about them but given the circumstances, it was better if as few people knew as possible. That being said, there was an even bigger crisis that Andromeda was visited with. The dark haired witch was allowed inside the house and soon met him.

She came face to face with him for the first time in thirteen years, fourteen years, where did the time really go these days? At least he had the decency to have a shower and shave before she stopped by because Andi doubted that he had many chances in Azkaban. She watched her cousin carefully.

"Hey, Andi," Sirius commented in a hoarse voice and Rose made sure she had her eyes on him at all times, as did Andromeda. Both knew that Sirius could be a handful.

"Sirius, I heard about your little escape of Akzaban, I should have known that you had it in you," Andromeda told him tensely before she folded her arms over and watched Sirius, keeping her eyes on him. The woman drew in a breath before she continued. "So, it was Pettigrew all along."

"Yes, it was," Sirius stated as she watched him.

"No one would have expected it, you have a sense of being a Slytherin in you after all," Andromeda retorted and Sirius's eyes flickered towards her before his mouth contorted into a hurt expression, much to the amusement of the twins.

"Andi, there's no need to use such language," Sirius answered as he gave an expression of mock sorrow towards his cousin.

"Well it was almost too good, as you outsmarted everyone including yourself," Andromeda added as she looked at Sirius with an unblinking glance. "The problem is that getting you a trial, it's difficult but doable. The only way we can do it is to present Pettigrew, alive, in the flesh. Before Fudge is any the wiser."

Sirius nodded, although the words "Fudge" and "wiser" likely should not be in the same sentence. He could not believe that the dim Hufflepuff a few years ahead of him at Hogwarts became the Minister of Magic. It just proved that it was not what you knew, but who you blew.

Sirius reprimanded himself for saying such a thing or even thinking it rather. That put a grim thought in his mind regarding Fudge and Lucius Malfoy, that he did not want to have there. He kept his face neutral.

"I've had a discussion with Amelia Bones and she's been trying to find a record of your trial since the moment you escaped," Andromeda responded, even though she suspected what was up. "It seems to have been lost in translation."

Sirius frowned. "That's because a transcript of the trial has never existed, because there was no trial."

"Well that much is for certain and Amelia is leaning on Fudge to make with a fresh investigation but he stubbornly refused and has ordered a kiss on sight order," Andromeda commented lightly and Sirius paled. "So, you will be in this house, posing as Rose's pet dog, until the moment where we can get Pettigrew and get you that trial. Fudge won't know about it until it happens and by then, the only thing he could do is smile and nod."

"You haven't lost your touch," Sirius whistled as he was impressed and in response Andromeda gave him a light smile.

"Well after Ted's death, I renewed my vigor and plus with what Harry plans, I need to kick things up a notch," Andromeda responded and Sirius's curiosity piqued. "Don't worry about that, worry about what we need to do and worry about keeping your head low and your nose clean. I know that's rather hard for you to do as you were lucky to not be thrown into Azkaban before then on a misdemeanor, much less the felony that they accused you of committing."

Sirius hung his head, like a dog being accused of doing its business in the house but that statement put a thought into his head.

"You know about my furry little…."

"Yes, Sirius, it doesn't take a scholar to figure out what you've been up to, although I understand the reasoning, no matter how much it has bitten you in the arse," Andromeda stated in a crisp voice when she watched Sirius, folding her hands over her lap. "Furthermore, you four weren't exactly the epitome of subtly."

"Hey Remus…."

"Remus and his list of bad excuses, I remember Lily laughing about that and how only a complete dunce would not see through them," Andromeda stated before she decided to turn the conversation back around to the matter at hand. "Never mind, we've got a plan."

Sirius opened his mouth for his input but Andromeda cut him off.

"And that plan is twofold," she continued, making sure Sirius had his eyes on her and he hung his head a little bit. "I'm not going to mince words, what we're going to do is going to be risky and could blow up in our face. However, since Harry has access to the rat, he could grab him easily."

"And what happens if Wormtail tries to run, remember what he did last time he was cornered?" Sirius asked as he nervously eyed Harry, feeling a small amount of concern flicker in for his godson's well being. "The entire crime that I was accused for, never committed, remember, that thing?"

"I recall it Sirius but Harry will not stand alone," Andromeda countered and sure enough, if on cue, Nym stepped into the room. The girl was dressed in casual Muggle clothing, wearing a black tank top and shorts, her long blue hair tied back and a pair of exotic violet eyes looking towards them. "You remember my daughter…."

"Ah yes, it's been a long time, hell the only time I got a glimpse of you was when you were this high," Sirius stated, holding his hand to show Nym, who scowled. "Dear, Nymphadora."

Nym's eyes flashed after Sirius said the dreaded name and then she folded her arms in response. Sirius's face twisted into an innocent expression that fooled no one, not even for a second. His eyes narrowed and he offered a smirk as he made eye contact with her. "Was it something that I said?"

"Yes, it was something that you said," Harry offered, barely keeping a straight face. Even though he was fearless, there were instances where he had to choose his battles quite wisely. One of those instances would be calling Nym by her proper name.

"Moving along, the idea will be given to Amelia to give Harry someone to keep an eye on him, with the dangerous escaped prisoner on the loose," Andromeda added and Sirius's head nodded carefully, his eyes flickering a little bit. The Black heir kept himself calm before his body language gave Andromeda the cue that she needed to continue. "Since Nymphadora knows Harry, she's the best person for the job and Amelia will agree."

"I'd imagine," Sirius responded, thankful that before long Amelia Bones would be on his side. She was stern for sure but fair. Of course, she was tenacious in many ways, and would serve to be a valuable ally to be aligned with them. If she remained on their side and Sirius really did hope that she would because it was prudent to remain in Amelia's good books as opposed to be on her shitlist.

"Then I'll snatch the rat away from Ron and Nym will contact the Ministry about his suspicious nature," Harry added and Sirius nodded. "Amelia will find out, before Fudge can do anything at all."

Sirius enjoyed that plan, a lot, especially given that it would allow him to earn his freedom.

"Then Pettigrew will be sent to Azkaban where he'll be able to rot, for the rest of his miserable days," Andromeda concluded as she tried to gauge her cousin's reaction.

It was a plan that seemed sound and Sirius was confident that it would work out, although he knew by now that it wasn't over until it was over. He about gave up on his freedom so it was fortunate that this new plan could breathe some brand new hope into him.

"So do you think that this will work?" Andromeda asked Sirius and he nodded.

There was nothing left to lose and that was one point he could take to the bank.

Andromeda took a moment to bite down on her lip, a slight frown crossing her face as she folded her arms and looked at the quartet of Rose, Amanda, Emily, and Harry.

"So this Gotham City place, it's potentially…."

"I know of the risks, but the risks of leaving me alone with Marge Dursley is even greater than stepping one foot into Gotham City," Harry responded as he shifted his position, as did Amanda and Emily.

"I realize that, but as long as Rose is there with you and you are brushing up on your Defensive spells…there shouldn't be any problem," Andromeda responded as she stared back and saw a stubborn look on Harry's face. "I'll keep working on that project that you wanted me to, regarding the Prophet and the Ministry, and if anything breaks, I'll send you an owl."

Harry graciously accepted that, before the four crowded around the Portkey.

"Don't worry, the Portkey will activate in sixty seconds," Andromeda informed them as she put the Portkey in their line of sight and all four of them touched it. "It will drop you outside of Ms. Isley's yard instantly. So you should not have to be left in the middle of Gotham, lost and unable to get there."

Andromeda did not voice this next comment out loud but one thing was for certain and that was having people in the Ministry owe her favors was certainly a nice thing. The dark haired woman shifted her sight to keep better track of Harry's movements.

"Don't forget the plan regarding Wormtail but don't worry about it now," Andromeda offered.

"I've got you loud and clear," Harry responded as he held his twin sisters close to him. While they were rather spirited, they only knew the basics of magic and Harry would have to tutor them, to increase their abilities.

He also wondered if they had the same Kryptonian abilities that he had thanks to his mother's DNA being altered as she touched the crystal. He tapped a finger to the Portkey and they copied his motions.

"See you when we get back," Harry remarked and with those words Rose, Amanda, Emily, and Harry vanished in a pop, with Rose keeping one hand on the scruff of Sirius's next to make sure he popped through with them. He was disguised in dog form, which he would remain in until his good name was cleared.

Harry, Rose, Amanda, Emily, and….well Snuffles technically, dropped from the sky, landing outside of Pamela's garden. Sure enough, the sixteen year old girl was waiting outside, her green eyes widened. She was dressed in a white t-shirt, blue jeans, and tennis shoes, with a pair of glasses on, as she observed them, being shocked they dropped from the sky but she recovered quickly.

"Harry!" Pamela yelled and she rushed forward to greet him. She did change a fair bit since Harry saw her the last time. Pamela also appreciated the fact that Harry changed as well, pulling him into a crushing hug. The two wrapped their arms around each other, enjoying the moment that they felt. There was a slight pause before she asked a question. "How are you doing?"

Harry promptly smiled and she kissed him on the cheek, surprised at her daring and blushing like a tomato plant, much to the amusement of the twins.

"Well, I can say that I'm doing fairly well, I've had an eventful last couple of months," Harry responded as the two of them surveyed each other, eying the development that the other made since they were last face to face.

"Yes, I'm sure, and aren't you going to introduce me to your guests?" Pamela asked after she fully noticed Emily, Amanda, and Rose, along with Snuffles who wagged his tail and gave a hearty bark. She was not much of an animal person but she politely nodded towards him.

Introduce them was what Harry did, a smile crossing his face when he did. "Pamela, this is Rose, Amanda, and Emily, and my dog snuffles. Rose is my aunt and Amanda and Emily are my sisters."

Pamela's eyes opened as she heard that, she was not certain if she heard Harry right. A rather surprised smile crossed her face before she eyed Harry and said in a quiet tone of voice. "You kept that quiet, didn't you?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders, not able to keep the smile that crossed his face off of it. "To be fair, I didn't know about it until recently."

Pamela thought that Harry was telling the truth, he did bemoan a little bit that the only family he had was his useless wastes of space relatives. She did feel rather bad for him and also happy that he found actual family that he could get along with. That was a long time coming and that brought a bit of a smile to her face. After everything, he did deserve such the family.

"Pleased to meet both of you….this is a shock," Pamela offered, shaking her head to clear the cobwebs. There was a moment where she watched both of them, carefully keeping a pair of eyes on them. She shook hands with Amanda, Emily, and Rose, which they returned.

"Don't you think it wasn't a shock for me as well," Harry told her with a grin finding its way onto his feature.

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