Grace Potter had sacrificed everything for the wizarding world. With the war over she made the decision to face her next biggest challenge, having a normal life as a nobody at LexCorp. But how normal could your life be when you live in a world of superheroes and villains and your boss was maybe a mad genius.

Wow guys, I appreciate the enthusiasm! I was saving this chapter for later but the response made me want to finish it quicker. Hope you guys like it. Any grammatical mistakes are all the fault of the author. I apologize in advance if the characters appear to OOC.

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Chapter 2: Caught

Having made a new life and identity for herself the Grace of today was a nobody. But once upon a time she had been the most famous person of the wizarding world. She was once a celebrated or a hated figure, sometimes both, before she was able to form her first words. She understood the concept of having your privacy, your decisions, and your every move scrutinized by a public that was hungry to rip you to pieces. Even though that was once part of her life she had never been able to navigate the woes of the paparazzi to not get caught in some political trap or insert her foot into her mouth. She was too outspoken, too brash, too willing to put her life on the line for others. While yes, she has grown a bit from the scared and easily awed eleven year old girl but she was only able to keep herself from stumbling into pitfalls, at best.

But one Alexander Luthor was a different story. The man was a master at the game.

Watching him on the television as he got the crowd of reporters to eat out the palm of his metaphorical hands, hell he probably could get them to out of his real hands with just a few words. The only one that seemed not to be eating it up was one Lois Lane who seemed to be willing to ask the tough uncomfortable questions with a vengeance. But that hardly ruffled Luthor's well-tailored feathers.

Grace couldn't help but be impressed hell Malfoy would be impressed at his skills, muggle or no. The man had a charming smile eve with cameras in his face and lights flashing every second.

"Mr. Luthor, will LexCorp be able to navigate out its declining profits now that you've inherited the corporation from your father, the now retired business genius Lionel Luthor? Are you sure you be able to handle the pressures of stepping into his shoes?"

Grace had to snort at that one. Inherited was too simple a word for what Luthor Jr. had done, everyone knew the story. The young shamed son of Lionel Luthor had been in abandoned by his father in the city of Smallvile after another scandal added to his apparently long list, maybe to teach him a lesson or to hide him away from the public to disappear in obscurity. Regardless the protocol son returned to Metropolis in 2005 and began his own endeavor as entrepreneur without his father's assistance. Then he quietly began destroying his father's business and taking away his stock. He outmaneuvered, outplayed, and outgunned Luthor Sr. in every turn. Taking big named clients, backers, and deals away from him, he began to crumple his father's legacy brick by brick. The man obviously had a vendetta against the man.

Lionel Luthor was slowly forced into a corner as he scrambled to keep what power he had left as his influence and his market began to decline. He began to bigger risk and questionable deals to boost his profit. A point against him was his age, Luthor Jr. was younger, more charismatic and charming compared to the ruthlessness of his father. He was able to smile his way into the hearts and pockets of powerful people. It all came to a head around 2008 when Luthor Jr. consumed the last of his father's business and made it his own. Lionel Luthor and many of his supporters were quietly shuffled away from the public eye as Luthor Jr. began to rebuild a new empire under his own image. Within three years the great Lionel Luthor's empire was no more and LexCorp had taken its place. It also added salt to the wound with name changed from LuthorCorp, a move meant to erase his father completely. Grace was hired a few months after the supposed 'Lex Conquest' but even now speculation and gossip about it was still going strong around the office watercoolers.

"Please Ms. Karen is it? The one thing I've learned from my father that there is nothing that is too great a challenge to overcome. Cleaning up some of the unfortunate choices made by my predecessor is a task that can easily be rectified with the support of my brilliant staff and those who believe in me. My track record can speak for itself." Grace had to smirk at that one, smoothly insults his father by painting him as incompetent while assuring his backers that he was a capable leader and making himself out to be a man for the common people. Point for point, all done with that charm.

With a smile and small shake to her head Grace turned her attention back to her lunch. Spending her 30 minute lunch break watching her boss on television was not the most ideal. It had been nearly a week since she spoken to one Alexander Luthor. She had hardly given the meeting or the man any thought that is until she was glanced at the television in the lunch lounge.

"Hey Grace, this seat taken?" Grace looked up with a smile when she recognized that voice belonging to one Madeline 'Please just call me Maggie' Sullivan one of the first people she met when her employment began. Maggie had shown her kindness by giving her pointers, helping her from getting lost, and just showing her how to navigate the craziness of office life in LexCorp. Maggie's stated with a cheeky grin that Grace now owed her a favor that she 'would one day collect'. But in truth once upon a time Maggie had been just as green as Grace and she understood how difficult the job could be at the now renamed LexCorp, especially if you had a job most considered beneath them.

Maggie was friendly and she always had a smile on her face. She was the classic cheerleader type with blonde hair tied in the same professional bun as Grace coupled with doe brown eyes. In comparison to Grace's small size Maggie was a head taller with much more curves and meat on her bones. Her demeanor was always friendly and approachable very suited for her job as co-counter greater.

With a nod of her head Maggie took a seat across with a smile on her face. But at her next words gave Grace pause. "Staring at our mighty emperor again."

Grace had to raise an eyebrow in confusion at that, "I'm sorry what?" Maggie cocked her head in the direction of the television playing the Lex's conference. "What! I wasn't!" Grace felt her face turn red from embarrassment at Maggie's teasing grin.

"The red on your face says otherwise."

"I have no idea of what you're talking about."

"Do you really wanna play that card?"

Grace answered back with stubborn silence. Maggie continued with a quick shake of her head she cautiously spoke in quieter tones.

"Well good then because if for whatever reason compelled you to let your eyes wander I would tell you to be careful with that. I would warn you about the dangers of having a crush on your big time boss. Who might I add is twice your age and has more bed partners than conga line at a retirement cruise. "

"What makes you say that, it isn't like I interact with the guy. Or have a silly crush on him. Or have any plans to sleep with him, at all." Graced refused to make a comment on the number of Luthor's bed partners.

"Normally you would be correct but things are different in LexCorp. For one, the boss is hot and unmarried so just about every hot blooded female and some men are gunning for a night in that man's pants. Next to Wayne and Queen he's the hottest bachelor billionaire on the northern hemisphere that's located in Metropolis. If there's even a whiff of competition they'll eat you alive."

"First of all I don't think Lex would appreciate being treated like some prize horse. Second I'm not competing at all to be the next warm body to get in his bed."

Maggie raised a teasing smirk at Grace, "So its Lex now? Something you need to tell me Evans?"

Grace quietly cursed her blunder. "Mr. Luthor," she stressed out his named harshly, "and I do not have such a relationship. We don't even have a relationship at all."

"Well I'm not sure, that British accent might get you some major points. The sexy foreigner routine can go a long way and those glasses very sexy I might add."

"Madeline."

"Oh alright don't get all disapproving teacher on me. Freaks me out how well you pull that off."

"I've learned from the best. And trust me it could be a lot worse."

"That's even more terrifying. I don't think the world can handle that, hell I can't even handle that and I grew up with a catholic school education. Disapproving tones are their specialty!"

Grace had to chuckle at the Maggie's expression of fake outrage. "I am not above admitting the man is a real looker. But what about you? You're not interested in the suave Mr. Luthor."

"Luthor? Sure the guys handsome, a successful billionaire and he has an ass that I bet you could bounce a couple of quarters off of but I'm more of a uniform man myself."

Grace coughed with a blush burning her face at that one. "A couple of quarters?"

"Maybe some nickels and dimes too."

"Okay sure." Grace rolled her eyes as she stuffed her face with her sandwich hopefully so she could somehow end this bizarre conversation.

"But I'm serious Grace, step lightly with this one. There are some hungry sharks in the water."

"Thanks for the warning I guess, but I'm a big girl who can handle herself." Images of dragons, insane death eaters and whole slew of her childhood crossed her mind. If only you knew she thought bitterly. Appetite now gone Grace frowned at her plate.

"Come on, look I didn't mean to upset you. We can just forget the conversation and have a nice lunch with our cheap affordable food."

"It's not that, just a bit distracted that's all." Maggie obviously didn't buy it but she didn't push which Grace was grateful for.

"Okay gotcha, dark secrets and all that." With a tilt of her head something caught her eye. "Ooohh look it's that Lois Lane chick, this should be interesting."

Grace turned her head to stare at the television. Lois Lane had indeed stood up and she looked like she was ready for war. "Mr. Luthor what about the apparent rumors about some of your illegal activities and your questionable clientele?"

Luthor smile barely gave an inch and he answered back smoothly. "Those are, in your own words Ms. Lane, rumors by rivals no doubt to disavow my reputation in the eyes of the public. I also do not approve of speaking about those under my staff like some common high school grapevine. I can assure you that LexCorp has only the best interest of the citizens of Metropolis at heart."

"Even Superman." Ouch, low blow on that one. For just a split second Lex's smile cracked but it was quickly put back in place before anyone noticed, well except for Grace who was intrigued and Lois Lane who had a vicious smirk on her face.

"And if he was a citizen of Metropolis the sentiment would be the same."

"So are you saying that the savior of this city is not considered a part of it?"

"Well last time I check Superman doesn't pay taxes. " Lois opened her mouth with a quick retort but was cut off by Luthor's next words. "Now then I think we should move on to other questions we wouldn't want to hog the stage Ms. Lane."

Obviously angry at being dismissed Lane sat down as other reports jumped up to have their questions answered.

Maggie gave out a low whistle. "Damn Lane's out for blood too. Everyone knows Luthor does not like the Supes."

Grace had to nod in agreement. While he was not outright throwing venom and hellfire for Superman's head he has gone on public record stating that he disapprove of Superman's actions. By quoting the numbers of the massive public damage done by him and the rate of bad guys that somehow get release to lay havoc to the public. But mostly he stated the harm in relying heavily on an outside source for protection. Which Grace could agree to an extent, sooner or later the hero would force himself in a cage or people would turn on him or his loved ones would be in danger or. Grace stopped herself before she went farther with her thoughts. But to Grace the dislike seem to run deeper than that.

With a sigh she stood up from her seat collecting her things as she did. For whatever reason Lex did not like Superman and they were his reason Grace was not going to psychoanalyze them.

"Hey did you check out her partner I would like to climb that."

"You won't be climbing anything if you don't finish that lunch in time before Harris catches you." Their boss was a bloodhound, catching weakness or anything that got in the way of the job was asking for trouble.

Noticing the time Maggie yelped out in surprise as she began to stuff her face in a hurry. Trying to beat the clock before her lunch break ended.

"See you topside, Maggie." Grace chuckled at the display.

Maggie answered back with a simple wave of her hand.

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An hour o before closing time Grace found herself cranky and tired, she just wanted to go home. Who knew a job where you smiled all day and ran around doing errands could be so tiring.

With a sigh she had to keep herself from slumping to the floor of the elevator. Just one more errand of the day and she could skip her happy ass to her apartment to take a nice relaxing bath. Sadly the errand in question was handing off papers to the dreaded Kimberly Oliver, Ms. Oliver the secretary to one Mr. Luthor and all around pain in Grace's ass.

Since day once she has been gunning for Grace's head. She was an all around nasty piece of work to anyone she felt was below her station but for Grace she was especially prissy. Her attitude and her trait of demeaning just about every low in employee made her a hated person by a lot of people. There weren't too many people volunteering to interact with her in anyone form. It also didn't help that she bullied and forced others to do her work along with their own or have the risk of being fired. Since Grace was the new kid and she had the least amount of influence most of time the work fell to her.

It was last minute that that Kimberly Oliver requested some documents be completed and handed to her before the end of the day. So of course it fell to Grace to complete them all before the end of her shift. Lucky day.

As the elevator doors open up to the top floor Grace straightened up with a deep breath she took a few confident steps forward with her a thousand watt smile expecting to see one pissed of secretary.

"Ms. Oliver I have those papers you requested sorry if they're a little late," Grace voiced trailed off into stunned silence at the image in front of her. One Ms. Kimberly Oliver, secretary to Alexander Luthor wearing only a bra and skirt on top of her desk and a look of outrage annoyance directed at Grace. Two, Mr. Alexander Luthor on top of his secretary with lipstick on his face suit messy and his hands tugging Oliver's hands from his belt, to stop her on to take it off Grace wasn't sure. But by the outrage on his face he wasn't too happy about it.

Grace cocked her head left then right and with a slow blink she regarded the two people caught with their hands in the cookie jar.

"Well I can see your busy so I'm just going to leave them right here for you to pick up. Have a lovely evening." With that she placed the documents gracefully on the floor and with a quick abrupt face marched calmly to the elevator. All without blushing, Malfoy would be proud.

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