Las Vegas and Death

by CoastalFirebird

Kara and Violet (fem!Harry) are sent back in time to fix what Dumbledore broke. It is not going to be easy as they are missing a piece to the puzzle of their lives. They must save family members, stop two crazy old men, and find the time to keep up with new abilities they gain along the way. Reptilla28 challenge mixed with Bloody Baron challenge.

10. Under the Bridge

Chapter Ten: Under the Bridge

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or affiliated characters, places, and things. Nor do I own DC Characters, place or things. They all belong to J.K. Rowling and affiliated companies. This particular plot is mine, however. And to make it seem more cohesive to the original stories I am using some of the lines from them, but they are not my material. They came for the excellent mind of their owner.

A/N: I know how long it has been since I updated anything, but my laptop quit on me. Thankfully I now have a new one, so I hope to be updating more often. Since I have backed up my stuff on Microsoft and Google. So, I have all that I need to work on these stories, so hopefully, this placates the mobs. Also, while writing this chapter my muse said it should be long, so I complied, and I hope you enjoy it. Also, I have noticed a lot of reviews saying that Hermione feels like the odd one out, and she is, but that is for a reason. She does not have the two years relationship the other two do so it will take a while before they get into a rhythm. I would also like to remind everyone that I used Pathfinder and Starfinder to make Violet's superhero abilities instead of Mutants and Masterminds, so don't ask for how I built her in that system. I am changing how the time travel works in Harry Potter a little otherwise it is just too broke. Also a big shout out to SuperCarlin Brothers for their 'How to fix Quidditch' video because I am using those changes. One last note I will be starting a new 'story' which will be plots and ideas that I have come up with, but they will only be two chapters connected together. Anyone is free to take the idea and run with it. Just let me know if you do. There is also the chance that I MIGHT take them up when I finish a story. Count down of meeting between Lois Lane and Rita Skeeter: 10. Thanks for reading and reviewing.

19th August 5:16 PM

Kent Farm

Arcanist walked through the portal onto the Kent farm. She turned around and looked at the barn. She couldn't hear anything being destroyed, so Buckbeak was not destroying anything. This was good that meant Buckbeak MIGHT not be destroying things in the barn. She opened the door and looked around. Buckbeak was lying down on the ground looking rather complacent. Arcanist walked in slowly and closed the door behind her. She placed the door handle on the door handle on the closed door and opened the gateway to the pocket dimension. Arcanist turned to see Buckbeak looking at her. Arcanist bowed to Buckbeak and waited for him to nod his head in turn. This took a little longer than she would have liked. Once this was done Arcanist walked up to Buckbeak, and patted him on the top of his head. She took one of the ferrets off the shoulder and started leading to him to the gateway. Arcanist through the ferrets through the gateway, and after Buckbeak ran into the dimensional pocket she threw the other ferrites through the gateway. Once she was sure Buckbeak was coming back she closed the gateway.

Arcanist opened a portal to the Fortress of Solitude. She held it open for a moment to make it look like she was talking to someone. She then closed it and shifted out of her outfit. She opened the door slowly, and walked outside, and looked around to make sure Dumbledore hadn't apparated here to find out what was going on. Once she was sure the bastard was not here she walked to the back door. Once she was inside she looked around the room, and the only ones there were Martha and John. John and Martha turned to look at her, and when they saw that she was okay they smiled.

Martha was the first of them to speak. "So is the hippogriff safely secured?"

Violet held up the door handle and wiggled it between her fingers. "He is in here, and it should replenish the food every day. So, he won't be starving while he's in there." Violet looked around once more. "Has Kara come back yet?"

"I'm back my love." The sound of Kara's voice caused her to turn and look at Kara. She was still wearing the light blue shirt, tight blue-jeans, and boots that she had taken off in this morning. It took her a bit to notice that while Kara had her arms cross, and took her a bit to notice that she had something held in her hand. The smile on her face was a little mischievous. "I am not trying to get in trouble when I was doing this." It was at this point she held up the parchment. Violet reached for it, but Kara moved it away from her before she could grasp the parchment. Violet glared at her girlfriend. "I know you are wanting to see this, but before I let you I want a promise that you won't get mad at me."

"Why would I get mad at you?" Violet said with a smile as she reached for the parchment again.

"No," Kara said as she moved the parchment away from her. "I want that promise."

Violet sighed. "Fine, you have my word." At this point, John and Martha were laughing.

"I'll hold you to it," Kara said with a smile.

Violet squinted at her wife as she took the parchment. The only way I'd be mad at you is if you got nothing but Trolls." With that Violet turned her gaze to the parchment.

Kara Martha Kent

Year One Grades

Charms Amazing (Outstanding)

Herbology Amazing (Outstanding)

History of Magic Better than Average (Exceeds Expectation)

Potions Amazing (Outstanding)

Transfiguration Completely Average (Acceptable)

Year Two Grades

Charms Amazing (Outstanding)

Herbology Better than Average (Exceeds Expectations)

History of Magic Amazing (Outstanding)

Potions Amazing (Outstanding)

Transfiguration Amazing (Outstanding)

Year Three

Ancient Runes Amazing (Outstanding)

Arithmancy Better than Average (Exceeds Expectations)

Care of Magical Creatures Grade still outstanding

Charms Amazing (Outstanding)

Herbology Amazing (Outstanding)

History of Magic Better than Average (Exceeds Expectation)

Transfiguration Amazing (Outstanding)

Violet looked back at her wife and smiled. "I'm not mad at you, but I don't know how Hermione is going to take this," Violet said as she wrapped her arms around Kara's neck and kissed her lips lightly. "I think we'll have to break this to her gently." Violet smiled broadly at the blush that was crossing Kara's face at this moment. "You look so beautiful when you do that."

Kara hit her lightly on her shoulder before hugging her. "Shut up you."

Violet smiled as she pressed her head against Kara's chest. "Never."

The sound of someone laughing behind them grabbed Violet's attention. That her godfather found this funny was a bit irritating. "This is just so adorable." The mirth in the man's voice was almost toxic. The keyword there almost. "So, I take it Buckbeak is fine?"

Violet stepped away from Kara and turned to look at Sirius. He was wearing one of Pa's old suits. The only good thing about this was that it gave Sirius a good idea of what muggles wore in the modern day, so he should be able to handle himself during the Quidditch World Cup. "Sirius you should know better than to say that," Violet said with a stern look on her face.

The man's smile grew at this point. "Oh I do, but your mum couldn't bring me under control, so the odds are not in your favour."

"They are in mine though Mr Black." Ma said with a stern tone to her voice. The way she said this must of reminded him of Violet's grandmother cause he jumped about a foot into the air. "I take it you had a decent mother."

Sirius laughed. "No ma'am, my mother was an abysmal human being. James' mother though brought me and him to heel with no problem. Just knowing you for a little bit you give me the same feeling for sure."

"Good." Ma said with a smile. "Dinners ready Violet."

It was at this point that Violet noticed the smell of awesome food. She looked over at the table once more and saw it filled to bursting with Pa's bar-b-que, Ma's stew, some green beans, mashed potatoes, and gravy. She looked over at Sirius with this wicked smile on her face. "Sirius prepare to be amazed. The food you are about to eat is Godly."

"I've been wanting to eat it for the past few hours now. John's cooking has had me salivating for a couple of hours at least." Sirius said with a smile. "Your mum should be here any minute now, so why don't you go take a seat."

"You're not the boss of me," Violet said as she walked towards the table. "Besides, the last time you talked to me this way was in 2015."

Sirius looked at her really confused for a few minutes, but after a while, he started smiling. "Good one Violet, for a minute there I thought you had time travelled to save the world."

"She has." Pa said as he walked towards the table.

"And we have seen the memories to prove it." Ma said as she got behind him. She then pushed him towards the table. "Now go sit down."

As Sirius walked towards the table he was looking between everyone as he said. "You mean she's not joking around?"

"No, and Kara's from the same time period. As they put it: mind and soul." Pa said as he sat down. "The thing is what we saw of their future is terrifying. You for one died twice."

Sirius just sat there blinking at the man for a couple of seconds. "You've got to be kidding."

Violet laughed at this moment. She was using Sirius stunned stupidity to fight through the pain. "Nope. In 2016 you used the Confunudus Charm and illusions to get Vincent Crabbe Sr. to look, sound, and act like you during a battle. Bellatrix was too lost in the fight to notice this, and hit him with a curse that sent him through the Veil of Death." Sirius flinched at this. "Everyone, but the goblins, thought you were dead for nine months. Then I got married to Kara here," Violet patted her wife on her hand. "...and then in a moment of crisis at school, you show back up and save our butts. Then in 2019, you were actually killed by Bellatrix. So, yes I seriously hate that... woman." Violet looked over at Ma and smiled.

Ma was smiling at her a little mischievously. "Your learning your manners it seems."

"Yes, ma'am." Violet could feel her cheeks warming up. A soft popping off to her right made her grabbed her attention. Her mum was standing there looking around the room. When her eyes fell on Sirius the woman's eyes narrowed. "Sirius Orion Black I gave you EXPLICIT ORDERS TO USE THE PORTKEY I GAVE YOU!" Lily nearly screamed at the man as she threw her arms around the man. If Violet were honest to wither herself, and she usually was, she would say that her mum was trying scold and comfort the man at the same time. "The next time I tell you to do something DAMN IT DO IT!"

Ma was too busy laughing at the interaction to care about someone vocabulary. Sirius just looked stunned at what was going on right now. Once he got over this he wrapped his arms around her in a friendly hug. "Well, Moondrip your spirited daughter, and her very carefully worded letter that got me over here." Fawkes chirped at this point. "Oh yes, and Fawkes is the one who brought me here."

"You know he wasn't complaining right?" Kara asked as she cut up the steak.

Violet smiled over at her wife. "I knew that, but he didn't know that."

Her mum let go of Sirius. "You are in the doghouse as well, young lady." Lily's glare and tone of voice were a little imposing, but the glint in her eyes made Violet want to smile. "You could have told me you were going that you had/were going to do this so I didn't freak out."

Violet held up her hands in defeat. "True, true I could have done that." Violet then gestured to the food infront of her. "Yet if I had done that you would have missed out on this awesome food."

Her mum's glare didn't last long after that, but even though she was smiling she was also shaking her head. "You are so your father's daughter."

"Word," Violet said before eating some green beans.

Her mum sat down next to Sirius. "Thank you for giving me a better place to grab lunch, Martha."

Ma laughed. "Your welcome dear. Just so you know I think your daughter is rubbing off on mine." Ma said this while pointing at Violet with a fork.

"In a good way or a bad way?" Her mum asked after swallowing some tea.

"Honestly in a good way more than a bad way." Ma said after swallowing a bite of the chicken leg. "She is more dedicated to studying, so that's a plus. She also is far more compassionate than she used to be. Also, she has a little bit bigger sense of humour. The bad is one word: pranks." Ma said that as she glared at both of the girls. "I know one of you two had to be the ones to turn Arthur Matthews field pink the other day. How you were able to do that and not get caught is beyond me."

Kara stood up and gave Ma the Girl Scout salute. "Ma, I swear upon my very soul I DID NOT turn Mr Matthews field pink," Kara said with a smile on her face.

"Uh-uh I believe Kara Kent didn't do it, but I do NOT believe that Supergirl didn't do it." Ma said before taking another bite of chicken. Violet could feel her cheeks go scarlet, and one look over at Kara revealed that she was in a similar state.

Sirius started laughing. "Girls if you are going to start pranking people you need to work on your blame game." Sirius then took a bite of mashed potatoes. After swallowing it he looked over at Pa. "John how long did the field stay pink?"

Pa tapped his finger to his chin. "I think it stayed that way for three days."

Sirius shook his head. "For starters, I am NOT condoning these kinds of actions, but if you are going to prank someone girls make sure the target is not so big, and the effects aren't so long lasting. It loses its humour after about three hours. The laughs will come back every time you see the person/place again, but it will lose its effectiveness the longer it lasts."

Lily swallowed a bit of ham. "You mean like when you turned all of Slytherin Houses school uniforms neon-green for a week?" Everyone but Lily and Sirius gagged at this bit of information. Violet had been told a lot about her godfather's younger days, but this was new.

"Yes. After the second day, it kind of got old." Sirius took a sip of his tea. "We couldn't undo the prank cause we would have gotten caught, and that would have meant more trouble than it was worth."

Pa was laughing at this point. "That sounds like when a friend and I took all the white shirts of his father and tied-and-dyed all kinds of colours. We both got our hides tanned for that one."

"I am still wondering why the two of you did that John." Ma said with a smile on her face.

Pa smiled. "I swore I would never tell, but as they say with age comes wisdom. That and he told his daughter so I kind got do the same right?" Pa chuckled as he looked over at Kara. "His father had told Clark that he would let him go to the county fair if he helped his mom do the laundry. Well, Clark helped his mom out, but by the time that was done his dad had left for a trip up-state taking the truck with him. So, we were stuck at the house cause my Dad's truck was busted, and wouldn't be fixed until the next day. So, we decided to give his father a little revenge. Before you say anything we were sixteen. So, we were not at the most understanding of age."

Everyone was laughing at this point. Ma was just shaking her head as she did this. Her mum and Sirius were holding their ribs cause they were laughing so hard. Kara was laughing while resting her head on Violet's shoulder. As the laughter calmed down it struck Violet what Pa had called the man who was his best friend. "Was Clark named after him?"

Pa nodded his head. "We had made a blood-brother vow to one another to name our eldest son after one another." Pa took a sip of his tea.

Once Kara swallowed her bite of rib she looked Pa in the eye. "So, why haven't Clark and I never met this man?"

Pa sighed. "Clark has met him, but after we got back from Vietnam we parted ways. He went off to Topeka and got a Mastery of Accounting degree, and I took over my father's farm. While he helped me with my investments Clark visited only during Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays. Once his father died his mum sold the farm, and moved to Topeka, so fewer visits, but his cousins were still here to visit every now and then." Pa wiped his mouth then finished off his tea. "Okay, Kara I am going to need your help moving some things around in the barn now."

"Of course Pa..." Kara looked like she wanted to say more, but she quickly looked over here shoulder. She then ran off to her room. Violet was hoping for Pa's sake that Kara wasn't needed before her rounds started as Supergirl. It was only a couple of minutes before Kara came floating downstairs hold the JL communicator in her hand. She was going out of her way to make sure the only part of the house the communicator saw was the ceiling. Her hair was back to its natural blonde. This worried look on her face was one of concern. "I understand Superman, but I am telling you this sounds like a bad idea."

"I know it does Supergirl, but Batman thinks this a good idea. It will help swing public opinion to a more accepting approach of mages." Superman said stoically.

Violet shifted into her Arcanist outfit. "My dear, what is going on?" She then pointed to the ceiling. Arcanist cast the ancient wandless spell of flight upon herself and floated up to the ceiling just behind the table. She positioned herself so that the only thing that would be seen as the bare wall behind her.

Kara nodded and floated up to Arcanist. "It seems my love that our dinner is being cut oh so short." When Supergirl got next to her she positioned the communicator so that Arcanist could see it.

What she saw on the screen shocked her. The screen was split in two. On the right-hand side was Superman standing in the Watchtower communication room, but the screen to the left was the Prime Minister of the UK standing next to Minister Fudge in assumedly Downing Street. "Minister Fudge it is a pleasure to see." Arcanist buried her disdain for the man under her cheery tone and gentle smile on her face.

Fudge smiled broadly and tipped bowler hat to her. "Oh everything is fine Arcanist my dear, and the honour is mine, my dear." Fudge then looked over at the Prime Minister and chuckled. "It seems you were right sir."

The Prime Minister looked down at Fudge. "Minister Fudge I don't think we need to waste this young woman's time. She seems to be on a break from her heroics."

Arcanist could feel her cheeks warm a little. "A little bit sir."

"Arcanist," Superman said with a small smile on his face, "...it seems that Minister Fudge and his Mundane counterpart want to talk with you about the Quidditch World Cup."

"Of course I'll be there in no time. I am assuming you are at Number 10?" Arcanist asked with a smile.

"Yes, ma'am." The Prime Minister said with a smile. "Should we be expecting you to appear inside or outside ma'am?"

"Outside Prime Minister. While I may have seen pictures of the inside of Number 10 it is dangerous to teleport into a location one does not truly know. Before you ask Minister Fudge there is a huge difference between true teleportation and apparition. Apparition is something we can all do, but true teleportation is a spell one must learn." Arcanist said calmly.

"Really Ms Arcanist?" Minister Fudge asked.

"I will explain more when I get there sir." Arcanist said with a slight smile. "Superman, is there anything else you want or need me to do before or after that?"

"You probably check on Ms Potter it has been a while since you've done that. I'll see if Ms Lane can call Ms Kent before you get there." Superman said with a smile.

"Of course sir." Arcanist said before hanging up.

"I'm not your boss," Superman said with a laugh seconds before the screen went dark.

"I will see you gentlemen in a few Arcanist out." Arcanist ended the call and floated down. She sighed before she looked around the room. "Well looks like I have to go, and unless told otherwise my dear it looks like you are staying here." Arcanist said as she flicked Kara's nose.

"Just do me a favour and kick Fudge if you get the chance," Kara said before lightly kissing Arcanist on the lips.

"I will my love, and I will swing by Hermione's since I will be there." Arcanist said before teleporting to a spot across the street from 10 Downing Street. Arcanist was glad about one thing for this meeting. It was taking place in the dead of night. She was wondering whose idea this was in the first place. It really didn't come to her as a shock that the Prime Minister would be doing some work at four in the morning if it was concerning the countries safety, but to do this about a sports game was a little odd. Could this be another attempt by Dumbledore to gain some kind of control of her as a 'superhero'? It was possible, but he would find that more than a little impossible. He could also be wanting to know where Violet Potter was located. It really wouldn't surprise her if he tried both.

Arcanist looked across the road to make sure there was no oncoming traffic. Satisfied there wasn't Arcanist walked across the street as a gentleman opened the front door. "Ma'am I am assuming you are Arcanist?" the dark skinned gentleman asked.

"Yes, sir." Arcanist said as she walked up to the stairs. "I am assuming the Prime Minister told you I was on my way?"

"Yes, ma'am. Follow me please." The man walked back into Number 10.

Arcanist followed him through the door and closed it behind her. She continued following the man to the Prime Minister's office. Standing behind the desk was the Prime Minister, and he did not look happy at the moment. She had no idea what had happened before she arrived, but he was staring daggers at Dumbledore. Albus himself was standing infront of the desk looking as stoic as ever, but there was a hint of confusion in the snuffling of the man's feet. Minister Fudge was looking over at Dumbledore in complete shock.

This tension was broken when the Prime Minister saw that she was standing in the doorway. "Madam Arcanist, it is a pleasure to finally meet you." The man said as he walked up towards her with a smile. "I hope I didn't interrupt something special between you and Supergirl tonight?"

Arcanist smiled and chuckled as she shook the man's hand. "No sir, you didn't I can assure you. We were done with our date anyway. She was having to return to her home, and I was DEFINITELY having to get back home to mine."

Prime Minister chuckled at that point. "I take your parent's don't know you do this?"

Arcanist shook her head. "No sir they don't, and if they did I'd get complimented by my mother for doing what's right. My dad would do the same thing, but also make me feel a little awkward when he started asking about Supergirl." Arcanist could feel the blush gracing her face at that moment. "Now what exactly do the three of you gentlemen have in mind for the World Cup?"

The Prime Minister gestured to Fudge and Dumbledore. "I have been talking to these two gentlemen for a little over a week now about the Quidditch World Cup. Originally your Minister Fudge and I were talking about how the magical world works since you rescued Ms Potter from that attack. When I asked him if there were any big gatherings of witches and wizards that I should know about. You can imagine what happened next."

"He told you about the World Cup." The Prime Minister nodded his head. 'Shite now this is the last thing we needed to happen.' Arcanist thought with a sense of panic building within her. "Are you worried that this might cause problems Prime Minister?"

The Prime Minister shook his head. "No, actually I was intrigued by it actually. Since you have been dancing around both the UK and Ireland since your appearance has made people curious. Most people were okay with you doing this, and we've been receiving inquiries about the Magical World. To help shine this in a brighter light I suggested to the Minister we broadcast this game to the world using the global sports networks."

Minister Fudge spoke at this point. "It seems though that you know of a way to make muggle technology workaround heavily magical areas. I only know of this because of that communications thing you used in Hogsmead to save that boy from a troll. Since it seems that you can get muggle things to work in areas with high levels of magic."

"So muggle technology works so they can broadcast the Quidditch World Cup to the muggle world." Arcanist said while tapping her foot on the floor. 'This would give the muggle world a few of us at our best, but also our worst. It would also make it hard for Fudge to throw this under the rug.' "I'm more than willing to be able to do it. My question is where will the sports anchors be located?"

"We were thinking in an expanded area of the Minister's Box. They will have their own area so they are not cramped next to everyone else there. I have also told Prime Minister of the magical beings that will be apart of the game." Minister Fudge said this with such joy he didn't notice Arcanist jaw drop.

'Okay, this is going to cause a problem. They are going to see Violet Potter in that box, and they are going to ask a question. This will give those beasts a chance to get out.' Arcanist ran through her mind all the things she could do about this, but none of them seemed believable. Just hiding when Ludo Bagman would know she was there was nearly impossible. So she would have to use this to throw the one thing her relatives had under the bus. "Minister Fudge if it is there we need to tell the Prime Minister about Ms Potter. At my last check in with her, she told me her friend's father got tickets in the Minister's Box."

The Prime Minister looked between her and Minister Fudge. He looked at them both confused and concerned about what they were saying. Arcanist knew he had to be thinking about her given that even though two weeks had passed this story was still news. "Is this Ms Potter the same one whose aunt and uncle held those girls in their room and did... things to them?" The revulsion on the Minister's face was clear at this point.

Before Dumbledore could say a thing Arcanist spoke. "Yes sir, and before you start thinking magic did that let me put your mind at ease. Even though I am one of the strongest witches in the world I couldn't do a single spell correctly until I was eleven. From what I have heard that space was built by..."

"A contractor the Dursley paid for, and since Ms Potter couldn't do proper magic she couldn't control their actions." The Prime Minister said a little relieved that this was impossible. "So how does Ms Potter compare to you?"

"She is a strong witch sir, but like me when she was young she would have been doing what is called accidental magic. As it sounds it is magically done by accident by children or older magic users who lose their temper, but the best thing she could have done was reduce a piece of clothing she didn't want to wear to something small enough it won't even fit on a doll." The Prime Minister nodded. "I mean her relatives will probably keep insisting that she controlled them, but that spell requires a bit of malice that I don't think she has." Arcanist looked over at Dumbledore. "Do you want to tell the Prime Minister what you did to protect her from being sexually assaulted, or should I?"

"HE KNEW ABOUT THAT ROOM?!" the Prime Minister yelled.

Arcanist shook her head. "No sir, I think he knew what kind of people Vernon and Petunia Dursley might be because of what Petunia's sister told him."

"Right, right she said her niece was her sister's child." the Prime Minister sounded a little curious at this point. He looked over at Dumbledore at this point. "So this is why she still keeps saying Ms Potter had been a boy for years. Now, why did you do this to Ms Potter?"

Dumbledore took on his grandfatherly appearance. "Prime Minister I can assure you that I had only known that Mrs Potter had seen her sister and brother-in-law looking at some suspicious things one of the few times she visited their home. Mr Dursley took a book from the side table and ran it upstairs. She thought it had a picture of a child, but she couldn't really tell what it was. That is why she didn't turn them in sooner. I turned Ms Potter into a boy to keep some the crueller and rather foul members of our society away from her. By being a boy she was more protected from the few dark wizards that escaped justice, and in retrospect, it protected her from THEM as well." He looked between the Prime Minister and Arcanist. "Now I can assure you two that what I did was for the Greater Good. Now if..."

"And what would this Greater Good be Mr Dumbledore?" the Prime Minister asked with a little pointed look at him.

Dumbledore looked confused at this point. "Pardon?"

The Prime Minister looked a little pissed at this point. "Sir, if I were to walk out there and told someone that I was going to change their child's gender 'for the Greater Good' they would think I'd gone mad. Not to mention call the police to have me arrested." The Prime Minister slammed his palm down onto his desk. "Now I'm going to ask a very important question, Mr Dumbledore."

Dumbledore nodded his head to the Prime Minister. "I'm more than willing to answer sir."

The Prime Minister's eyes narrowed. "What is the Greater Good? Cause if it is in no way, shape, facet, or form 'good' I will be asking the Minister of Magic here to have you examined to make sure you are mentally stable."

Arcanist desperately fighting the urge to laugh at this point, but she could feel the corners of her lips move upwards. She looked over to the old man, and he looked thoroughly stunned. No one in a few decades had challenged him like this. A quick glance over at Fudge showed the man was curious about this answer as well. Dumbledore seemed lost in thought for a couple of seconds. He was probably thinking of the best way to answer this politically in this situation. This was a new environment for him. He was so used to people just taking what he said as 'Okay', and just going on with their lives accordingly.

It seemed the Prime Minister was about to say something, but Dumbledore chose that moment to respond. "Sir, to me 'the Greater Good' is doing things such as standing up for someone who is being belittled, giving a criminal a second chance when they seem to have learned their lesson and to try and avoid violence. I think that violence is unnecessary to resolve problems. Yes, you should defend yourself, but aggressive actions should be your last resort not your first." Dumbledore had this look of certainty on his face at that moment. Sadly for him, it would last long.

"And how did that apply to Ms Potter?" the Prime Minister asked still staring at Dumbledore.

"Prime Minister her father was killed by a mad man who was trying to conquer the world. As I've learned recently," Dumbledore at this point rubbed his left cheek, "...her mother's memory was erased, and her godfather was falsely imprisoned, so that left only her aunt to take care of her. The people I mentioned earlier wanting to harm her are/were followers of the mad man. They only knew Mrs Potter had a sister, but they didn't know where she lived, and so long as they thought Violet was a boy they wouldn't try to get her contractually married to themselves or their children. This would have left her vulnerable to the things her relatives did. So, I chose to step in and do something about it." Dumbledore said calmly. "It may seem cruel in retrospect, but at the time it was the only thing I could do. With her living at her relatives, she could also be protected by her blood relation to her aunt and cousin. The enchantment made it impossible for people who wanted to do her harm away from her residence. As she got old this did fall somewhat flat because she was at school and such, but they wouldn't know where she was. So, she was safe of this I can assure you. Had I KNOWN what kind of people I was placing her in the care of I would have never done so. I would have turned them in myself."

The Prime Minister kept staring at Dumbledore for a few minutes before he responded. "That is a good reason sir, but your logic is slightly flawed. If you had a safe place to hold her for a couple of days you should have. You should have then used that time to investigate the people you were wanting to leave her with." The Prime Minister turned his gaze back to Arcanist. "Now back to Ms Potter, what do you recommend we do Arcanist?"

Arcanist stood there stunned for a couple of seconds, but then she realised she'd be the only one he'd trust right now. She knew that Fudge and he had been talking, and by now he knew Fudge was self-serving. What he did to Dumbledore, or more accurately what he'd done to himself, proved to the man that the old man could not be trusted when it came to others safety. Arcanist took this time to think of what she could do. There were dozens of options, but she knocked all but three of them out right away. Of these three there really was only one thing she could suggest at this point. The other's put the way things unfolded into other people's hands.

"There is only one thing I can think of doing sir, and it may sound a little crazy, but it is better than all of the alternatives. I think before the World Cup Ms Potter should give the public statement. People have been wanting for a few days now. I know the Crown Prosecution Services and Superman has been putting it off, but now it seems an important thing to get out of the way."

The Prime Minister nodded his head. "Her uncle's solicitor has been claiming that she's a witch in the news as of late. Using you as a reason to do it. Do you think you can bring her here today to have this done? I'll contact the Prosecutor in Little Whinging shortly, and see if they can get a press conference ready in a few hours."

Dumbledore looked like he wanted to say something, but given what he'd just been through he remained silent. "I'd be more than willing to do that Prime Minister, but Minister Fudge for my own safety I will NEED a time turner. Don't ask how I know about them because I am under a vow to remain silent." Fudge nodded his head, and the Prime Minister looks curious at the three of them. Dumbledore for the first time since she disarmed him looked shocked. "The reason I need it is that I am awfully tired," Minister Fudge and the Prime Minister cracked a smile at this remark. Arcanist could feel her cheeks go crimson, "...and to do anything I will need some sleep. It is also something that would come in handy to keep my identity secret." Arcanist said in a calm tone of voice. If Fudge was suggesting she help out he might help her, and keeping her conversation with him cordial would help in this regard.

"That sounds reasonable, but you know that if you mess with..." Fudge said this with a shaky voice.

"If I mess with time horrible things can happen. Just because our future-selves know a horrible thing happens doesn't mean we should fix it. As for why Prime Minister someone once went back in five hundred years to fix a problem, and through that, they caused the death of thousands of people. When they returned to their own time through a spell their body turned to dust. Magical or not her body aged for every moment in time she passed through." The Prime Minister shivered at that thought. "Going back in time five hundred years is fine, but coming back, even magically, is impossible. You the person will age rapidly and die." Arcanist looked over at Dumbledore as the next sentence left her lips. "You could save one life, maybe two, but you couldn't stop something like a petrol station from exploding. If you did that you would cause events to change dramatically the world you now enter is a totally different place. No matter what you will be stepping back through time to do it has consequences. For you it could along just fine, but everyone else at that station will be experiencing something they would have otherwise been denied. That is not always a good thing. One of those peoples might later go on to kill forty people who would have done amazing things later on in their lives." Arcanist said this with a slight smile to her face.

The Prime Minister nodded with this stoic look on his face. "You are a very wise young woman Arcanist."

Arcanist blushed once more. "I had really good teachers, and I heeded their wisdom."

Minister Fudge was smiling at this point. "Well, at least you are thinking about the big picture young lady. I'll take you to the Ministry to retrieve the time turner once we are done here."

Arcanist thought for a moment before she asked: "Minister could you perhaps allow two. My girlfriend and I are still in school, and while she may be able to move at amazing speeds it would still be more beneficial for her to take a small to take a small step back as it were through time. I am also thinking of having her with me at the World Cup. I mean she will be watching it anyway."

"From where?" Dumbledore asked with this slight look of agitation to his face.

Arcanist just looked over at him with a straight face. "From orbit."

"Miss Arcanist I have a question before you go." the Prime Minister said looking more than a little upset.

"Of course sir." Arcanist said wonder if she'd done something that upset the man.

"Given that you will have this 'time turner' I am starting to understand why Dumbledore is concerned about you doing what you do. To ease my mind I'd like to know who taught you the magic not taught to other students in Hogwarts." The Prime Minister said this rather calmly, but Arcanist knew he was more than a little worried.

"Prime Minister I will be more than happy to tell who taught me, but Dumbledore has to leave the room, and Fudge I am going to need your help. I want to tell him this information under an Unbreakable Vow." Arcanist said with both eyes closed as the words 'Unbreakable Vow' left her lips.

Dumbledore and Fudge both gasped, but Fudge spoke before Dumbledore could say a thing. "Are you sure Miss Arcanist?"

"Yes, Minister Fudge I am. I know you have been using Ms Arcanist to address me, but Arcanist will do just fine. And it's just Arcanist Minister Fudge."

The Prime Minister and Fudge nodded. Dumbledore took this moment to speak. "Your mentor had to be a Dark Wizard if you don't want me here, and you want to do it under an Unbreakable Vow Arcanist," Dumbledore said this so assuredly that it made Arcanist smile.

"Again Dumbledore you are misleading. I will be taking a vow to answer a single question the Prime Minister asks me at no cost to him." Arcanist said while shaking her head.

The Prime Minister was looking between the three magi at this point. "What is the Unbreakable Vow?"

Dumbledore answered before Fudge or Arcanist could say a thing. "It is a spell that makes a bond between two individuals that puts one of their lives on the line. If the person taking the vow breaks it they will die."

At this point, the Prime Minister's eyes were wide open. "Arcanist you don't have to do this. Just knowing you are willing to do this is enough."

Before Arcanist could say a word a soft chuckle could be heard in her mind. She closed her eyes and rolled them as the man's voice filled her 'ears'. 'Just get Dumbledore out of the room, and I will be there shortly.'

Arcanist opened her eyes, and looked the Prime Minister in the eye, and said softly with a hint of agitation in her voice. "I understand that Prime Minister, but vow or no vow my Mentor does not like Dumbledore, and before he says a thing no my Mentor is not Dark." Arcanist said all of this swiftly so Dumbledore couldn't say a word in rebuttal.

"And by Dark you mean evil?" the Prime Minister asked.

"Yes, sir." Arcanist said with a slight nodded towards the man.

The Prime Minister looked over at Dumbledore. "Get out of my office, and if you show up at another place where she is saving people and aren't there to HELP her I will request a warrant for your arrest. You have done more than enough for that over the last decade alone. A violation of Arcanist civil rights being the least of them. You have over a decade worth of charges of child endangerment in regards to Ms Potter, sir. So, it is within your best interest to keep your hands to yourself. If it does not pertain to your job as the Headmaster of Hogwarts, the Chief Warlock, or the Supreme Mugwump of the ICW I would advise you to keep your fingers out of it."

Dumbledore nodded. "Of course sir." He looked one last time over at Arcanist then started walking towards the door.

"Dumbledore." Arcanist said to stop the man. When he turned to look at her. "Just so you know I don't hate you. I hate what you do. It may have good intentions, but they don't always have sound ground to stand on. I know you mean well, but I think you have lost sight of the forest because of the trees. Every action you've done has had bad consequences. It took Mrs Potter yelling at Minister Fudge to get Sirius Black the trial he deserved. You could have done this a few months ago, by demanding Snape tell the bloody fucking truth." Arcanist said this with a little more bitterness than necessary. "The only reason I know this is because Ms Potter cried her eyes out about her godfather when I dropped off Ms Granger. The two of them told me what they had learned about Sirius at the end of June. Honestly had she not been a sobbing mess I would have looked into this without Mrs Granger to cooperate her story." 'Thank you, Vernon, for teaching me to lie well and fast.' Arcanist thought with a mental smile.

Dumbledore looked curious at this point, but he shook these thoughts from his mind. "Understood ma'am," Dumbledore said before walking out the door.

As the door, closed Arcanist turned back to the other two. "Now before he shows up I should tell you," the sound of ripping fabric filled the air causing Arcanist to close her eyes. Following that the sound of boots falling upon tiles filled the air, the slight smell of sulfur filled the air, the sound of fire was there as well. A chill filled the air in addition to all of that. Turning around Arcanist saw Myrddin Emrys walking through his portal. As the portal closed the man started laughing hysterically. Myrddin's violet robes jostled as he did this. The green trim stood out more prominently now. The staff held in his hand was solid English oak with a crystal atop it, and there was a soft golden glow coming from it. "...that the Unbreakable Vow will probably not be needed."

Myrddin shook his head and spoke with his elder wizened voice. There were no cracks in the words that he said, but by just the tone of his voice, you KNEW this man had truly lived and could teach you many things. "No, I think it is more needed now than ever Arcanist."

"Who are you?" the Prime Minister asked with his hand moving slowly under his desk.

Myrddin smiled. "I go by many names, and titles, sir. Among them are prophet, magician, Myrddin Emrys, Merlin Ambrosius, or more simply..."

"Merlin..." The Prime Minister said with a slight tremor to his voice. Merlin nodded his head. "Why haven't you come to our aid when we as a people needed you?" The Prime Minister asked.

Merlin shook his head. "My duties are to teach now, and I have done it with those I find worth. People like Arcanist, and there will be three more I will teach in this generation, but they will be heroines like Arcanist. Their skill will be needed elsewhere."

"Why would you need to teach them? Shouldn't that be Dumbledore or another professors job?" The Prime Minister said softly.

Merlin nodded, and a smile slowly crossed his lips. "Dumbledore has interfered in one of their lives so much that what she could have learned is moot at this point. The other ones are going to be eyes and ears as it were. All three of them are specialist in different areas, and they need to learn to complement one another. There heroic times will be brief should they be needed."

It was now that Minister Fudge finally found his voice. "Are you really Merlin?"

"I am more than willing to enter that Vow to prove it, Cornelius Fudge," Merlin said with a smile.

Fudge looked over at Arcanist. "I'll do the spell, sir." Arcanist said in a sombre tone. Fudge walked over to Merlin and grabbed his wrist. Once she was next to the men Arcanist placed her wand between their wrists. "Do you Myrddin Emrys swear to answer the next question Cornelius Fudge is about to ask you?" It was at this point Arcanist noticed that the Prime Minister was standing next to her. He was watching the red light wrap around their wrist in the infinity symbol.

"Yes." Merlin said calmly. At that moment the red energy sunk down into the men's skin, and there was a soft gust of wind. Merlin let go of Fudge's hand. "Before you say anything young man what I told the Prime Minister stands with the magical world as well."

Minister Fudge nodded his head. "Are you really Merlin? The man who was a mentor to King Arthur?"

"Yes. I was also a mentor Morgan le Fey, I was among the first student at Hogwarts, and I am now a guardian of Mankind. I stand to watch to make sure demons do not break out to assault the mortal world. One or two may get through, but my job is to keep the Horde at bay."

"You can do that?" Fudge asked with wide eyes.

"With the snap of my fingers." Merlin said with a slight smile. "Arcanist I think you and him need to go now. You do need to get the time turners to get things in order." Merlin said this while pointing at the door. "Even though I know you know Dumbledore hasn't left leave him to me."

"Of course." Arcanist said swiftly. She turned to Fudge who still had this stunned look on his face. "Minister Fudge I think now is the time for us to leave as well."

Fudge shook his head and turned towards Arcanist. "Of course, and I think if you just open a portal to the Atrium things will be fine madam. Have you have been there of course."

Arcanist chuckled at this point. She was thinking about the two times she'd been to the Ministry. "Yes sir, although I was just to tag along with one of my friend's parents."

Minister Fudge nodded at this point. "Good, good. Why don't we go now." He turned to look at the Prime Minister. "It was a pleasure to meet you once again sir."

The Prime Minister nodded towards Fudge. "Likewise Minster Fudge." The Prime Minister reached out and shook Fudge's hand. He turned to Arcanist and extended his hand. "Again Arcanist it is pleasure to have finally met you. I wish this meeting could have come at a more reasonable hour for all of us, but Dumbledore had told us that it would probably be better for your 'new' lifestyle."

"Idiot. Anyone who takes this kind of lifestyle adapts to it." Arcanist smiled as she shook her head. "I'll leave him to you, Merlin."

"Good, now go." Merlin chuckled as he pointed to the portal.

Arcanist smiled and turned and followed Minister Fudge through the portal. As she closed it she noticed two Aurors standing next Fudge. Fudge was waving his hands dismissively towards them. One of them was Shacklebot so she knew Dumbledore would find out about this at some point, but she didn't care about that. The other one did cause some concern to her mind. Yaxley was standing there next to Shacklebot just glaring at her. It took every ounce of power she had to not attack this murdering psychopath. His master would find out about this eventually, but he would find out about HER sooner than Yaxley could inform him. That was something to worry about months from now. Right now all she had to worry about was the man in front of her.

"Is there a problem Minister Fudge?" Arcanist asked as she made her way over to the men. She noticed that Yaxley's eyes did not waiver from her swaying hips. This made her skin crawl, and just added another reason to hate this bastard. Most men did this for a bit, but with this lot, his thoughts couldn't be pleasant.

Fudge looked over at Arcanist and smiled. "Oh, everything is fine Arcanist. It seems Aurors Yaxley and Shacklebot were just on patrol tonight. When you opened the portal they came running to make sure everything was okay."

'Well, that explains why there was no one here in 2016 while we were looking for Sirius. Yaxley was probably making sure the other person on patrol was unable to do anything about someone breaking in.' Arcanist focused on Shacklebot to put these thoughts off till later. She smiled over at the man as stood next to him. "There is nothing you gentlemen need to worry about it seems that Dumbledore wanted the two of us to have a late night meeting with the Prime Minister."

"Ah, and Minister I was wondering if you have done ANYTHING that you be needing our help to solve." Yaxley said as his fingers twitched upon his wand.

The Minister looked at him shocked at what the man had just said. "Yaxley surely you know that she is not in violation of anything. Given Murphy's Law by the ICW if a wizard or witch is doing heroic actions in partnership with Superman and his Justice League they cannot be touched. I even think if she was working on her own she'd be protected by this law." Fudge at this point was glaring at Yaxley.

"I'm sorry Minister Fudge, but I am just a little too use to the way things used to be." Yaxley said with a bowed head. Arcanist would love for the man to glance at her so she could read his surface thoughts. "It also still seems to me so unusual. The last wizard to do something like this was He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named." Yaxley once looked at the Minister. "Minister what if her intentions are truly dark?"

Fudge looked over at her. Arcanist thought he might want to be telling the man about Merlin. She shook her head, and the Minister turned a hardened gaze towards Yaxley. "Auror Yaxley I can understand your fear, but you must understand that as long as she is not going around and killing innocent men, women, and children we can do nothing. The same goes for theft, arson, terrorism, and treason."

"Understood Minister," Yaxley said as he looked over at Arcanist. There was a hidden rage in the man's gaze. Arcanist took this moment to lightly touch his mind. 'When my master returns you will be the first one on my list to enjoy the company of.' Though Arcanist wanted to deal with him right now she had no reason to. The man's cordial voice at this point was a veiled threat she would be wary of him from this point forward. "I do apologize Arcanist. I will try to keep in mind the current modification to the Statute of Secrecy."

Arcanist nodded in his direction. She didn't know if the man was aware of the hatred in her eyes, but she did notice he took the slightest step backwards. "Thank you Auror Yaxley." She then turned to Shacklebot. Her gaze lightened and a smile made its way across her face. "Auror Shacklebot I can assure you that my mentor is no dark being, and they do plan on revealing themselves to Dumbledore. However, that won't be until the first of September. I don't know when during the opening ceremony at Hogwarts, but we will be showing up at that time."

"We?" Shacklebot asked to sound a little shocked.

"Yes even though I'm still a student at Hogwarts I will be there as both 'normal self' and Arcanist. No, even if Dumbledore wanted to prevent this he won't be able to." Arcanist said calmly.

"So you have used the time reversal spell?" Fudge asked.

"Yes, but only in hour increments, and ONLY in this form. Not once have I used it as my normal identity." Arcanist said as she nodded at the Minister.

"Of course." Fudge looked over at the aurors. "Gentlemen you will have to forgive us, but we need to go to my office."

"Of course Minister Fudge." the Aurors said as one.

The two of them walked towards the Minister's office. As they made their way towards the man's office Arcanist thought of what or who she might find there. The odds of Malfoy being there at this hour of the night were low, but not completely out of the question. Another likely occupant was Umbridge, and just thinking about that vile thing made Arcanist cringe. It took every level of self-control she had to stop herself from rubbing her left hand. Thankfully the words: "I am just a whore, and I must obey my betters" were not there. She would do everything within her power to prevent this bitch from getting away with child abuse this go around. Perhaps 'Arcanist' could have her suspicions of the woman, and hide out in her office while she's giving detention.

'It's better than nothing. Besides if I catch her using that quill on a student her standing as an Under-Secretary will be challenged by the Wizengamot. Something to consider. At the moment just be ready for anything.' Arcanist thought as Fudge said they were nearing his office, and all he had to do was call the Unspeakable he knew for the time turners. Once that was done he would try and get in touch with everyone involved with the World Cup, the two teams playing this match, and someone from the Daily Prophet to get the news out there to the magical world so they are not scared. Arcanist was still looking at the ground as she responded to the man. "That sounds reasonable Minister Fudge, and if they are willing to meet us at this hour we can count ourselves lucky."

"Well, we will need Barty Crouch for this to work. I don't speak that many languages, and he speaks easily a hundred." Fudge said this with a smile on his face.

"We don't need him for that." Arcanist said as she reached into one of the pouches attached to her belt with the crescent moon buckle. She pulled out four earbuds from it. "This should auto-translate spoken language to your own. All you have to do is tell it your own language."

"Why would I do that Arcanist?" Minister Fudge asked with a confused look on his face.

Arcanist smiled at him and lightly chuckled. "This little device will translate any language known to man, and then some. While it won't give you the ability to speak the language you will at least be able to understand it. If the person you are talking to doesn't speak your native tongue then all the need is one of these as well to understand you. So there is no need for a translator."

Fudge was looking at her rather confused for a moment. He then started looking at her rather suspiciously. "Can you prove this Arcanist?"

"Of course minister." Arcanist handed over one of the translators. "Just bring it close to you and say 'English' like so." Arcanist brought one of them close to her face a few millimetres from her lips. "English" The device tip glowed green, and at that point, Arcanist put it in her ear. "Now you do the same and I will speak in a language you will not know. In fact, I will go as far as saying even Crouch won't know this one." Fudge looked at the bud for a couple of seconds before mimicking her. Once the device was in his ear for a couple of seconds the man nodded. "Estel enni herdir Barty kamber par illi kalaqenerinva arda. Naitie nányë quetiaur apa ilya Headmaster of Hogwarts napanuo."

Fudge got this stern look on his face. "That is true about almost all languages ma'am."

Arcanist slightly smiled. "Take out that earbud Minister and I will repeat what I just said." Minister Fudge hesitated for a moment, but once it was out Arcanist repeated herself. The look on the man's face as true Elven language graced his ears was priceless. She would have to show this memory to Kara and Hermione later. "Do you believe me now?"

"Of course. This is incredible, how did you make it?" Minister Fudge asked more than a little stunned.

"I studied The Green Lantern ring for about a month and figured out how it translated alien languages into a person's native tongue. I then applied it as best as I could to these devices. Mixed of course with magic, so that it didn't matter where I went I would have the ability to understand what was being said." Arcanist said with a smile.

"That is incredible, do you have any more?" Fudge asked. The man sounded like a child at the candy store who'd just been given a hundred quid.

"Of course sir."

Arcanist reached into her pouch once more and withdrew five more. The sound of a door opening pulled Arcanist out of her thoughts. She was expecting Fudge to be opening his door, but within a second that idea was shattered. Standing on the other side of the door was the Toad with her 'joyous' smile on her face. She was wearing a green robe, but her cardigan was missing thankfully. It took all the Torquasm-Rao training she'd received from Supergirl to keep her cool and calm. She wasn't needing to fully shield her mind, but this did help keep her calm. Thankfully she didn't really have to worry about Umbridge 'reading' her mind because the woman couldn't lift a mother fucking twig when it came to mental magic. This, of course, was in addition to her lack of actual skill when it came to real magic. Sure she created a very dark object and was decent with healing, but aside from that, she was lacklustre at best. She required a Horcrux to even have the power to cast a Patronus.

"Minister I take it your meeting with the Muggle Prime Minister went well." Umbridge's smile grew as she addresses the man. When she realised Fudge was not alone the smile faded. She coughed before asking the Minister: "Minister Fudge why is the... Arcanist with you?"

What Fudge said in response shocked Arcanist. "She is just here to collect a few things, and I am afraid I cannot tell you what those are. The simple reason is that what she needs are classified." Fudge gestured to Arcanist. "Her mentor... revealed himself to me a few minutes ago, and I highly doubt her mentor would teach her IF she were a dark witch. You must also take into consideration Dolores that it is because of her that we now have more open communication with our Muggle counterpart."

Umbridge cleared her throat. Arcanist gritted her teeth at this bitches arrogance. "Of course Minister Fudge, but we must always stay wary of this new relationship with the Muggles. They have a savage mindset Minister this we must not forget." Umbridge said this last part with such certainty that Arcanist almost wanted to laugh.

Mister Fudge steeled his face at Umbridge's remark. "Madam Umbridge I have spent more than the last couple of hours with the Prime Minister, and he seems like a reasonable gentleman. This barbaric image we've had of them for the last few centuries is false. With the help of Arcanist here," Fudge gestured to her once more, "...we may be able to bridge the difference between our worlds. The American Magical President is now in conversation with the muggle President to send a mage into space. I think, like us right now, they may need some help from Arcanist here to make this work."

Arcanist chuckled at this remark. "Minister Fudge I thank you for your vote of confidence, but all I would be doing is giving advice on the matter."

"Even so madam that would give the Muggle world more reason to trust us." Fudge said with a smile. "Now I need to go give Unspeakable Talworth a Floo Call Madam Umbridge." Arcanist just stood there slack-jawed for a couple of seconds as Fudge brushed past Umbridge. Arcanist followed the Minister into his office. She brushed gracefully past Umbridge. Her slightly revealing robes billowed behind her. The coattail of her robes framed her arse quite nicely according to Kara, and this had to infuriate the toad. Arcanist had also 'trimmed' the sleeves back on the robes so they clung close to her biceps. The thigh high boots were just another thing to drive into the Toads side. She'd learned in 2016 that things like this drove Umbridge made. The woman couldn't stand the fact that a witch would walk around dressed like this. It also didn't hurt that Umbridge was incapable of touching her with a spell. As she drew closer to the desk the Minister turned to face the two of them. "Madam Umbridge something you need to take into account here is that we are now having to change some of our laws to fit in with the Muggle world more than most of us would like. Some of the laws you have put forward are completely illegal by modern Muggle standards. We will be removing all of them in our next Wizengamot meeting."

Umbridge straightened herself at this moment and cleared her throat. "Of course Minister Fudge, but some of our laws keep us safe from such beast as were..."

Arcanist rounded on Umbridge at this moment not hiding for one moment her true power. The violet energy bolts that leapt from her body to the ground and through air surrounding her. Her hair started to move with the wind the energy output was generating. She could hear the sound cracking 'lightning' fill the room, Fudge stumbling back into his desk, and she could hear some of the paintings in the room scream in fear. Umbridge was stumbling backwards trying to get as far away from Arcanist as possible. She was also trying to draw her wand, but with a simple flick of her wrist Arcanist disarmed the hybrid creature. Arcanist took a single step towards Umbridge and spoke in a low soft tone of voice. Whether it be by magic, Fate, or the hand of God her voice carried over all of the noise she was creating.

"Umbridge that is a bunch of bullshite, and you know it. The fact that you have made it IMPOSSIBLE for people who need medication to obtain it! If Muggles did this to witches and wizards you'd be up in arms about its unjustness. Yet, here you are setting up laws that are by their very wording doing similar thing people it appears that you don't think too highly of." Given by how far back Umbridge was trying to get in this moment Arcanist would doubt that here eyes were a VERY bright neon green. A couple of energy bolts lapped at Umbridge's ankles as Arcanist continued. "I want you to understand that while you may be a 'pure-blood' you have no idea what kind of magic user I am. So let me educate you." Arcanist held open her left hand and pulled her spellbook up to her hand with a thought. She opened the book by thought alone. "For starters, I am an arcanist. That is a specific type of magic user. You have a lean towards magic in a unique way to even start learning this type of magic. I will not elaborate more than to say it can be learned by anyone if they are aware of 'exploits' that magic CAN grant them. The next thing is that I am a technomancer that means I am a witch who can make magic and muggle technology work together. That is a self-taught thing, and it took me months to even get the stepping stones right. I have also been trained in martial arts by some of the best in the world, so even if you disarm me I am still capable of defending myself. IF you think that is it your wrong. All the spells in this book must be studied every day to set the up for use, and all I have to do to use them is LEARNED it. I have learned to cast magic both silently and stilled. The last thing you need to know is super important. I am an Archmage. If you don't know what that is then I feel sorry for you Umbridge, but your stupidity is no excuse for your behaviour. You can believe whatever you want, but you shouldn't be unkind to someone without reason."

Arcanist brought her power back 'under control', and turned to look at a stunned Fudge. She could hear Umbridge run out the door, and with a snap of her fingers, the door shut. "I am sorry about that Minister Fudge but there is one thing I've learned at Hogwarts. If you let certain people push you around they will take advantage of it every chance they get. If there is anything I can do for you to ease your mind let me know."

It took a couple of seconds for Fudge to come to his senses. "Is this what... Myrddin taught you?"

Arcanist nodded her head. It was at this moment she thought to activate her spell resistance skill from one of the things she was going to talk about. "Partially. He only showed me this book," she held up her book, "...and told me about all the things I'd been doing unconsciously for weeks. I was learning without knowing some of the tricks of being an arcanist. He then 'showed' me what it took to be an Archmage, but it was still up to me to take that step. Once it was taken there was no going back. Then, as I said earlier, I started learning how to mix Muggle technology and magic on my own. I also was applying some of the martial skills I was being taught to round things out a bit."

"Incredible." Minister Fudge said in a whisper. "So in terms of power?"

Arcanist shook her head at this point. "I'm not the strongest in the world. I will never be able to get as strong as Merlin say, but I will by the time I die I will probably be one of the strongest in the world. Of the mages alive today I am one of the strongest. Lady Zatanna, Raven, Doctor Fate, and John Constantine are stronger than me for sure. But are you asking for a reference you understand?" Arcanist asked this to further 'gain' the idiot's trust. She knew if he was on her side it would make manipulating things later easier.

"Yes, ma'am. I am glad that you are a little more open about such things compared to Dumbledore." The Minister looked quite pleased this was taking place.

Arcanist chuckled at this point. "He is a closed book at times." Fudge nodded to this remark. "Okay, I am assuming you understand the Myrddin Emrys Index scale?" Arcanist asked, and when the Minister nodded she continued. "Okay, I will give you the break down of why that system is stupid. For starters, the numbers may be big, but they overstate something that is actually really simple. Dumbledore's EMI score is six hundred and seventy-six, and Lady Zatanna's is, and I'm only guessing here, around two thousand and eighty. Mine, the last time I checked, is nine hundred and ten." The Minister's mouth had fallen open at this point. "Now while those are REALLY big they are a bit misleading."

Fudge shook his head. "Misleading how?"

Arcanist cracked a smile. "Well the EMI is not the scale Merlin used himself. What he used is called the Caster Level scale. Now for reference, the average witch or wizards will cap out anywhere from nineteen to twenty. Some will cap out lower say fifteen to seventeen."

"That sounds reasonable." Fudge said with a contemplative look on his face.

"Okay here's where things are going to blow your mind." Arcanist looked at Umbridge with a sly smile on her face. "Every point on the Caster Level scale equal twenty-six points on the EMI scale. So Dumbledore is a CL of twenty-six, I am a CL of thirty-five. If I had to guess Minister Fudge yours is anywhere between fifteen and twenty, and Madam Umbridge's is anywhere between ten and fifteen."

The door at this point was flung open. Arcanist didn't even have to guess who it was. There were only three people who it could be, and two of them weren't this stupid. "What makes me so week compared to you?"

Arcanist looked over at her sympathetically, even though she felt none for this vile woman. "It's is quite simple ma'am. Experience, and lots of it on my end, and very little of it on your end. There is a VAST difference between fighting off a horde of demons and sitting around the Ministry for decades doing paperwork. What you did for a living was honourable," 'Even though you aren't', Arcanist thought with a smile on her face. "...but it just didn't teach the same things. What I did encouraged growth, and development of skills most of them new and unknown until now. The others were ancient, and so forgotten that I doubt even Dumbledore knows they exist."

"While this is interesting Arcanist we still have to get those... things." Fudge said as he turned back to his fireplace. "As I said before, you may go Dolores."

Arcanist turned to watch the woman walk away with this sour look on her face. 'I'll have to watch out for Dementors in the near future I imagine.' Arcanist thought as the door closed. It was at this moment that Arcanist mind came to a crashing halt. "Minister I don't think the Muggle's are going to like quidditch the way we have it now."

Cornelius looked at her rather confused. "What do you mean?"

Arcanist took a deep breath. "I think we need to change things back to what they were before the rule instituting that the Snitch Capture signalled the end of the game." Fudge went to say something, but Arcanist cut him off. "I am not saying get rid of the Snitch. All I am saying is we need to add a time limit to the game, and I think we need to get the people who determine the international rules for Quidditch here as soon as possible. Cause there is a way we can do this, Supergirl gave me this idea by the way. So, if you're willing I'll gladly take the fall if things go badly." 'Impale yourself to improve your chance huh Arcanist.' She thought as a smile grew across Fudge's face. "Something else you may want to consider it was a Chief of the Wizarding Council of Britain that added the snitch to the game, and it will be IMPROVED by a MINISTER of Magic of the United Kingdom." At this point, Fudge smile grew with each second. 'Oh no, what have I done.' Arcanist thought as he made his way to the fireplace.

-LVaD-

Granger House

Hermione was dreaming of flying with Kara holding her tightly. The feel of Kara's bosom pressed firmly against her back. The feel of air whipping past her made her feel at ease even though she was hundreds of meters in the air. The feeling of peace she was having right now made her smile. This whole thing was perfect. Although the poking Kara was doing on her cheek was a little annoying.

"Kara stop it." Hermione swatted at the offending finger.

"Okay, my love." Kara said in little bit higher toned voice than normal. The next thing Hermione knew there was this warm feeling on her lips, and as it persisted she felt herself getting frustrated. This was not going to turn into one of those dreams. Thankfully for her, she seemed to be waking up at this moment. As her eyes became adjusted to the light she realised it wasn't Kara she was kissing, but Violet. More accurately Arcanist, but in this case, it really didn't matter. When Arcanist broke the kiss Hermione asked: "Is that how you're going to wake me up every morning?" Hermione asked with a smile on her face.

Arcanist smiled at her, and lightly kissed her on the nose. "Maybe." Arcanist snapped her finger and Hermione started to float above her bed. "Our beloved has asked me to check in on you. I am just being thorough with my examination." Arcanist said this with a sly smile gracing her lips.

"What... OH MY!" Hermione squeaked as Arcanist hand cupped her bum, and squeezed gently.

The smile on Arcanist face grew wider at this point. "Everything seems fine to me."

Hermione swatted her hand. "I can't believe you did that," Hermione said sternly, she was trying to glare at Arcanist, but she could feel her lips move into a smile. "While that did feel good. I would prefer it to be done at a more... appropriate time." Hermione said semi-sternly.

Arcanist chuckled at this point. "You mean when I'm in bed with you?"

"Hopefully we won't be alone in that bed..." Hermione said under her breath.

"What was that my love?" Arcanist said as she started floating next to Hermione.

"If we are doing things like THAT I don't want to leave Kara out of the activities." as Hermione said this she could feel her cheeks warming up.

"Have I ever told you that you look good when you are embarrassed?" Arcanist said, softy.

"No." Hermione said as she wrapped her arms around Arcanist. She started thinking about who she was holding in her arms. She could be her back up out in the field. If that didn't seem her style she could always be Arcanist Alfred. Arcanist was looking at her rather funny right now. "What's wrong love?"

"You're planning something." Arcanist said this softly with her eyes squinted in a suspicious glare. "I haven't seen you smile this broadly except when you had Kara and I standing in our bras and knickers in the centre of the Watchtower."

Hermione closed her eyes and brought that memory to her mind. The two of them standing there in a very revealing bra, and decent set knickers. She could feel herself 'enjoy' that thought. The feeling of Arcanist swatting her bum caused her to giggle a little bit. "What?"

"You are enjoying that memory aren't you?" Arcanist asked with a coy smile on her face.

"Maybe," Hermione said before she kissed Arcanist passionately. She wanted to let Violet know that she truly did love her. She didn't want the other woman to doubt this for a single second. As their tongues wrestled for 'dominance' Hermione felt a small bit of lacking with this moment. Hermione could also feel another 'presence' in the room right now. It was a longing feeling that wanted to be a part of what was going on. In addition to this, she felt this flow of energy flow between the two of them. When they broke for air Hermione finally realised that her hands had cupped Arcanist bum, and Arcanist arms were wrapped waist. Arcanist rested her forehead against Hermione's. Hermione smiled at her girlfriend. "I take it you approve of this?"

"Absolutely." Arcanist said with a smile. She closed her eyes. "I take it you are fine?" Hermione nodded her head. "That's good, but there is some bad news I have to tell you."

Hermione had this sense of dread build in her chest. "Is Kara okay?"

Arcanist shook her head. "She is fine my love. Tomorrow Violet Potter and 'Myself' along with the Crown Prosecutor for Little Whinging, Minister Fudge, and Madam Bones will be holding a news conference tomorrow, and the World Cup is being held off for a day as a change to the rules is debated. It very well might pass because both teams are interested in playing the game this way."

Hermione just shook her head at this news. She was stunned that Violet was going to be giving a news conference tomorrow about those things that call themselves her relatives. "Okay while all of this information is important. Why are you having a press conference about your bloody aunt and uncle?"

"Because people have been wanting it for over two weeks. Oh, and language." Arcanist said with a smile before kissed her lightly on the lips. "The reason I am doing this has nothing to do with me. The other victims and their parents' need to know that I had nothing to do with this. The only reason I am even doing this is because the Quidditch World Cup will be broadcast to the Muggle world through a joint ESPN and BBC broadcast of it. I will be working with them tomorrow to make sure their gear can function in a highly magical area. So I presented to Fudge a slight change to the rules that would make the sport more attractive to muggles. Since Fudge decided the anchors should be in the Minister's Box I will have to make a public statement."

"Because if you don't it would make you look heartless. Oh, Violet." Hermione said as she tightened the hug she was giving one of her girlfriends. Once she lightened the hug Hermione looked her in the eye. "If you need me there I will be there for you," Hermione said softly as she kissed Violet lightly on the lips.

"Thank you, love, but Kara and I are having to be there as both heroines and mundanes. So I need some time with you." Arcanist said as she kissed Hermione on the side of the neck.

"That's suggestive," Hermione said after she purred.

"Indeed." Arcanist said softly. She looked Hermione in the eyes at this point. "This only goes as far as you want it."

Hermione thought about this for a moment and then walked over to her door. She opened it putting a sock upon the nob. She then locked and closed the door. She then walked over to Arcanist and put her arms around her neck. "Let's see where this goes," Hermione said before she kissed Arcanist passionately.

-LVaD-

HM Prison High Down

Thamesmead, England

2014 August 20th 6:30

Vernon Dursley's Cell

Vernon was once again relegated to his cell because someone tried to kill him again. Thankfully one of his old associates who were in prison stopped the man from actually killing him. He was also stuck in his room for a couple of days for his own 'safety'. Vernon believed that he was being targeted by a guard who might be related to one of his 'toys'. The fact they had released the names of the girls in his and Petunia's accountancy journal. All of those beautiful girls were now safely back in the hands of their parents. There was no way he could use them as a defence because those who had sold their daughters to him were now in prison as well. There were now only two girls that he'd sold still out there within his network. The only two who were remaining free were the two rich men that never gave him their real names. That pissed him off now, and he highly doubted he could pin anything on one of those men because he was from Russia. How he found out about their network still concerned him.

"All this shite I can do nothing about! If only my friend could find the right shipment to sneak me out on. We have something to fit me in thanks to Falcon Soul. How that rich man bribed two prison guards to jack with surveillance, and another four to get me out of this shite show." Vernon mumbled under his breath.

'Yes that may be true, but all the things you and Dumbledore have done shifted the scales of Fate. Granted I caused that by TEACHING the girl what she knows before she was SUPPOSED to learn it. So, this whole problem is on me, but in the end, had you not psychologically crippled your niece I wouldn't have had to do that.' The silky voice of the woman who had been tormenting him since the ninth of August filled his mind once more.

'I KNOW you are a witch, you vile whore!' Vernon mentally screamed at the woman. He knew full well that no one would believe when he told them what was going on.

'Oh, those are some strong words, Vernon. I KNOW you understand, logically, how powerful I am to be doing this, but I have a hard time believing that you KNOW who you've pissed off. Secondly, I may have slept with people, but I can assure you of this: I am not a whore. Your wife is though. How much did she ask for to allow that man to film her doing what she loved doing to her victims?' The voice sounded both humorous and threatening at this moment.

'I will find you woman, and when I do I will make you BEG for mercy before I cut your throat.' Vernon mentally growled at this point.

"I am not so easily subdued young man." the silky voice was now right next to him physically, and the room felt so cold. Turning around on his heals Vernon found himself staring at a woman with platinum blonde hair, hazel eyes, this beautiful heart-shaped face, and a phenomenal hour-glass figure. He reached out to touch her, but the wenches hair reached out and slapped his hand. "No, no, Vernon I am not here for that. I am just here to tell you that because of Fredrick Taylor's decisions a secret you and Petunia have kept for eleven years will be revealed to the world. I am so pleased that in this FORM I was able to bless the secret. Your DNA can be altered temporarily if you've done something against HIGHER POWERS than yourself. The Presence gave me permission to do this just in case the meddlesome pest ruined things completely for your niece. Her conception and birth on the waning moon was my blessing, and through her does my blessing flow."

Vernon growled at this woman. "Who the bloody hell do you think you are?"

"Look around you Vernon, and check your attitude while you are at it." The woman said sternly.

Vernon took this time to look around him. His telly was still stuck on the same commercial he was watching what felt like five minutes ago. One of the guards was standing outside his door walking off to the left, but he was stuck in motion. Vernon made his way to the door and looked through the window. The man was frozen in space with one foot lifting off the ground, and the other stepping forward. The man in the cell across from him was stuck in mid-laugh. The man turned around slack-jawed at the woman. "Who are you freak?!" he demanded.

The woman smile seemed to take on a more dark feel to it. "Étaín mortal, and it would be advised that you keep in mind that who I have blessed will make your life even worse should you break out."

Vernon growled as the woman started to fade away. "What kind of freak are you?!"

The woman laughed heartily. "I am adored by the Celtic, I am Ancient, and while I may not be at the top of the latter I am MUCH higher than you. I will leave you with this riddle for you to find out who I am."

Vernon growled once more. How could this... cunt give him a riddle of all things at a time like this. It was then that something else she'd said fully sunk in. 'How could someone she 'blessed' cause my life to get even worse?' Vernon asked himself. The woman's smile just grew at this point. 'I'll show her!' Vernon all but mentally yelled this at the woman. "How is that freak?! I was a top member of my company, and all you are is a freak of nature. Your kind are just too stupid to do an honest job!" Vernon said sternly.

"Vernon what you call the top of the latter I call a mere inch." Vernon growled at this remark. "Oh, you poor fool. While you think your daughter is human I hate to break it to you she isn't. At a glance, she looks like one but thinking that she is would be a lie. She is the first of her kind to be here in a very, very, long time. The one you hate right now has met her kind, but they hide. Your daughter won't."

"What the fuck are you talking about?!" Vernon screamed and lunged at the woman. He was thinking of getting his satisfaction. These thoughts stopped once he was an inch away from the woman. This bright flash of silver filled the room, and he was thrown back into the wall. As he regained his sense he could see the woman laughing hysterically. "I will find you!"

The sound of the guard banging his nightstick against the door grabbed his attention. "Stop talking to your 'assailant' Dursley."

Vernon growled as he crawled back into his bed. He turned to the telly to watch the news. He was just hoping what he'd paid that solicitor for was working in his favour. When the news came on it was now displaying a new tag line. Breaking News Dursleys Have A Daughter. Just reading that made his blood run cold. This wasn't possible. She was sold out of their network. It was tolerable having one freak in the house, and if what they feared was true they would soon have two. That was just unacceptable in his book. Petunia didn't care how it happened so long as they were far away from the... thing. Vernon turned up the volume at this point.

"Ladies and gentlemen we here at BBC have just found out from one of Scotland branches that one of the victims of Vernon and Petunia Dursley was their own daughter. They had sold her into slavery when she was barely four months old. This secret was discovered by Supergirl as she was flying over the area. The girl was trying to get away from her abusers, and in desperation, she called out for Arcanist or Supergirl to help her. Channel 3 of the BBC arrived prior to the police at the scene as the battle between Arcanist, Supergirl, Green Lantern, Wonder Woman, and the group of people who were holding a total of six children hostage. It is what we learned after the battle that shocked us. Here is the scene..."

Vernon's jaw fell open right now. How did the girl find out who she was? He was promised that the man who bought her would rename her! This did not bode well for him or his wife. What the Crown already had against them was bad, but this just made their problem even more dire. He watched the scene of a shaky camera focused on the 'heroes' fighting fully armed men. These were definitely the people he sold the cunt to. A small burst of magic from the little girl next to Arcanist as she opened a portal for her made Vernon growl. That little burst of magic sent an armed man flying thirty feet away from them.

"That freak is of my loins." Vernon growled.

-LVaD-

Scottish Highlands

5:10 PM

Supergirl was flying around Scotland. She was trying to kill her time at the moment. She had swung by Hermione's house to make sure everything was okay. What she heard coming from Hermione's bedroom she knew everything was alright. She wasn't about to interrupt THAT at all. Did she want to join the fun? Yes, absolutely, but there was something telling her that now was not the time. This was something that had probably been building for years, but neither girl knew about it. There was also a part of her that wondered if they'd been in a relationship back in the original timeline if all three of them would have ended up in a magical marriage. That honestly wouldn't have surprised her. The idea of waking up next to a fully naked pair of young women caused Supergirl to smile.

"There is a part of me that wants to be the one doing that with Hermione, but it will take time before she will trust me enough to do that," Supergirl said this with a smile. "If they knew what I was thinking about I'd get an aguamenti right to the face." Supergirl smile grew at this point. "Who know I might turn it into of the worlds greatest water fight." Supergirl started laughing at that point.

Supergirl could hear a car alarm going off to her left. She looked over and saw some kids her age trying to steal a car. She smiled to herself and sped off towards them. The older of the two was saying there should be some 'quid' in the glove box. So one of them had known who they were stealing from. As the younger kid was opening the passenger door Supergirl grabbed him, and within seconds hand him dangling from a street sign. His friend was looking around for him for a couple of seconds, but when he saw Supergirl he started running away. Supergirl just chuckled at this. She sped over and caught the young man, and hung him off someone's mailbox. By this point, a couple of people were coming out of their homes. "Does anyone know these two?" Supergirl asks as she floated over to the car.

An elderly gentleman was the one who answered her. "I do, that one there is my grandson." He was pointing over at the older of the two. "What is goin' on Supergirl?"

"Sir you might want to call the police these two were trying to break into that car." Supergirl pointed to the car with open an open door. A woman who seemed to be in her forties was closing the door, and turning off the alarm. "Don't worry ma'am I stopped them before they took anything."

"Thank you lass." the woman said with a shocked look on her face.

Supergirl could hear police sirens heading her way. "Well, it was nice meeting you folks. Have a good day." Supergirl said this with a smile before heading off towards the Scotland Highlands. She drifted up in altitude just enjoying the sounds of the land. The sound of a fox making its way over to try and nick a piece of meat from a camper's supplies made her smile. Looking around Supergirl was amazed at what she could now see because she was a witch. The sight of a unicorn walking off in the depth of a forest was awe inspiring. Sure she could see them at Hogwarts, but that was because she was surrounded by magic, and they were pointed out to her by Violet. Now she could see them without someone telling her to 'look that way, sequent, and look two feet past that tree'.

The sound of a girl's voice pulled her from this revery. "Arcanist, Supergirl, someone helps me." The panting within the girl's voice made Supergirl stop on the spot. She closed her eyes and listened more closely trying to pinpoint this girl's location. "Damn it." The girl said as she tripped over something. This helped Supergirl zero in on her location. She turned a hundred and seventy degrees to her left, and visually zoomed in on what was happening. About a hundred miles away there was a decent sized manor, surrounded by shrubbery, with a long driveway leading to the only road connecting to it. On these grounds, there was a girl around twelve years old making her way to a forest. She was wearing what is best described as a maids outfit. It kind of disturbed Supergirl that a girl her age would be wearing this kind of outfit now. She was also covered in mud from her fall to the ground. There were these two men following her. She was looking over her shoulder as one of these men was raising a gun, and pointing it in her direction. "Not again." The girl said as the man pulled the trigger.

As a net left the barrel Supergirl gauged its speed being slower than the sound of speed. There was no need to go supersonic in this case thankfully. The men were about fifteen feet behind the girl, and if she came at the situation from a lateral angle and used a little magic she could stop the girl from taking serious damage. As the net spread open Supergirl sped off towards the girl. The girl was closing her eyes expecting the net to close around her. As the net came with five feet of her Supergirl wrapped her arms around the girl, and she let a momentum spell wrap around the girl as a hand grabbed the girl's hip. The girl took in a sharp breath of air at this point a glance at the girl showed that her eyes had been closed. As the girl's eyes opened she looked over at Supergirl.

At this point, Supergirl went skywards. "Are you okay?" Supergirl asked the girl in her arms.

The girl stared at her for a couple of seconds before shaking her head. "Yes, I'm fine now." She pointed down to the manor. "There are other kids in that house. They do worse things to them than they do to me." The girl hesitated before telling Supergirl something that royally pissed her off. "The man who is legally my father has a bunch of children in there to make videos of and play with. There are about four others in there with him. They have lots of guards though. This isn't the first time I've tried to get away to tell someone."

Supergirl turned her gaze towards the manor. She used her x-ray vision to see inside the place. What she saw made her blood run cold. There were six kids around this girls age getting dressed at this point, and ten to twelve adults doing the same. There were also about fifty to sixty guards within the place. Most of them in the basement working around boxes containing something. Among these men was a man around his forties walking through an office in the basement. He looked furious. Supergirl took this moment to listen to the man because he seemed furious.

"No Tabitha, I would never have let that little bitch in this office! I bought her to serve me when she got older than this! Yes, I took photos and videos of her with other girls, but that's because that earns me money!" Supergirl looked over to the girl with this worried look on her face. "No, there is no way her paperwork would have been misplaced! When I plan on selling her to another her paperwork would contain all her training. I don't want my precious piece of work just turned into a WHORE!" The man stopped talking on his cell phone and looked to a walkie talkie. "Give me a minute Tabitha."

Supergirl stopped listening to him at this point. As she floated about two miles above the manor she turned to the girl. "I take it you're the one he's screaming about right now?" The girl nodded her head. "What did you take from that office?"

The girl shifted around and pulled a couple piece of paper out of her pocket. She handed it over to her. It was at this moment that Supergirl noticed this girl had a ring on her left hand. Hopefully, it didn't mean what she was thinking it meant right now. The sound of the girl's voice pulled her gaze to her eyes. "I'd been told my whole life that my mum died and left me in this man's care. I've called him 'Dad' or 'Father' my whole life, and then I found this document a couple of days ago. What I found on it made me cry." Supergirl took the pieces of paper unfolded them, and started to read them. What they told her made her blood boil.

Purchase Agreement

I Vernon Richard Dursley and Petunia Evans Dursley (from this point forward called Seller) hereby agree to part with our child Raizel Veronica Dursley (from this point forward called Purchase) to her owner Kyle Viktor Taylor (from this point forward called Master). The Sellers will from this point forward have no further contact with their child. They surrender all rights of the child to his/her Master. They will work with our partner within the government to process a legal adoption. After this is done the Master will send you a per cent of the profits of the materials they make with the Purchase to them.

According to the Sellers, the Master will never be allowed to do the following or this contract will become void.

Reject all letters from a place called Hogwarts. They are a fraud and don't take it seriously.

Supergirl looked over at Raizel who just had this blush to her cheeks at this point. Supergirl went back to reading the letter and started reading at superhuman speed. Supergirl was growling at this point. The things on this list made her sick. She wanted to kill Vernon and Petunia earlier, but now she wanted to do it slowly. Like lowering them into the River Styx feet first at an inch an hour slowly. The things they did and did not allow were making the god-damn Joker look 'nice'. She wanted to read the second piece of paper, but at the moment the other children were in serious danger. She reached into a new magic pocket on her skirt pulled out a silver crystal. Supergirl drifted down into the forest at this point. The two men had long since left. This was her way of alerting Arcanist quickly. She crushed it, and let the dust blow away in the wind.

The sound of the air ripping open behind them made the girl jump in her arms. Supergirl turned to face the portal. Within it was a confused looking naked Arcanist with a blanket held to cover herself. Just behind her was Hermione with a little bit more messy hair than normal. "What is wrong Supergirl?"

Before Supergirl could say anything the girl in her arms said: "You're cheating on HER?!"

Before Arcanist could say a thing Supergirl said: "No, the three of us love each other, and are kind of a thing."

"Really?" the girl asked as she looked up at Supergirl.

Supergirl looked around and once she was certain that they were not being spied on she used magic to briefly take her 'normal' form, and then back to her Supergirl outfit. The girl's jaw fell open at this point. "Yes, Raizel," the girl smiled when Supergirl used her real name. "...Arcanist, myself, and... Indicis are in a three-way relationship." Raizel look shocked at this point. "She would NEVER cheat on me. I would love to tell you more, but we have things to do. Indicis I am assuming she can stay with you until it safe here for her?" Hermione nodded her head as Arcanist 'got dressed' in a flash of light. Supergirl smiled at Hermione who was snaking on her panties at this moment. "Indicis make sure her mind is well protected before letting her know anything more about us."

Supergirl looked back over to the manor and used her x-ray vision once more. There had been movement of the children. It seems they were waiting for the 'all clear' before moving their 'property' to where ever they were meant to be. One look over at Arcanist revealed she was on the comm with the Tower. "Yes Batman I know, but I am not allowing these bastards to get away." She looked over at Supergirl. "What kind of numbers are we talking about Supergirl?"

"Six kids, a few paedophiles, and over fifty guards," Supergirl said swiftly. "At the moment they are holding the kids on the second-floor in a family room. There are about twenty people doing patrol around the manor."

"Got that you two stay safe till we get there," Batman said.

"Can't guarantee that Bats, but we'll try. I'll also be calling the locals, so don't worry about contacting the authorities."

"Understood Arcanist, Green Lantern and Wonder Woman will be joining you shortly. If it lasts longer than an hour Superman and myself will be there."

Arcanist nodded and walked through the portal. She turned around and saw herself and Kara running up to Hermione. "Stay safe girls." Arcanist said this before closing the portal with the snap of her fingers. She then reached into a pouch on the left side of crescent moon belt. She reached into it and pulled out a small orb. She pressed two opposing sides of it, and it glowed blue around her fingers. When she let go the orb floated into the air.

Within seconds she was connected to Emergency line in this region. "Hello, what services are you requesting: ambulance, fire, police, or coast guard?"

Arcanist responded swiftly. "Police and ambulances. This is Arcanist, Supergirl found a girl requesting help. When she arrived she discovered a compound hidden under a minor containing more child. I do not know what they are doing, but given what the girl told her this is related to the Dursley case."

"Ok, ma'am. Where is the girl now?" the operate asked her voice now sounding a little more worried.

"I opened a portal to a place that I knew she would be safe. She is at the home of a friend of Ms Potter, and I only did this because Ms Potter and her Mum are there right now." Arcanist said swiftly. The sound of ruffling trees caused her to look up. She saw Green Lantern and Wonder Woman drifting in through the trees. "Ma'am I will stay on the line with you, but Wonder Woman and Green Lantern have arrived to aid us. We are moving in now before they can get away with these children."

"Yes, ma'am just give me a minute. My superior wants to talk with you." The operator said swiftly. She sounds more concerned at this moment than she did when the conversation first began.

"That's understandable ma'am. I will hold. My superiors, so to speak, have arrived now as well." Arcanist turned to look at the two new arrivals. "It's bad. Before I get into it we have a bigger problem to solve."

"How big?" Wonder Woman asked.

Supergirl growled at this point. "Very." She turned once again to the manor. She used her x-ray vision to see the layout of things at this moment. "They have moved the children to holding cells in what I am assuming is a hidden room in the master bedroom. There are more armed men and women coming outside. This is about to turn into a war zone."

At this point, a male voice came from Arcanist communicator. "Arcanist are you still there?" A male voice filled the air.

"Yes sir, I am still here Supergirl, Wonder Woman, Green Lantern, and myself are going to have to engage these people now unfortunately sir. They have moved the children to another room. I am only assuming that it is a room like the Dursley's sir." Arcanist said in response. "I am going to keep this line open long enough for you to get our location. Also, may I know who I am talking to sir?"

"I am Chief Inspector Reid ma'am. First of all, is this really Arcanist 'cause as of late this station has been prank called by some lasses pretending to be her." Inspector Reid sounds more than a little agitated.

Thankfully for all involved Green Lantern answered. "This is Green Lantern sir, and I can assure this is no prank, sir. We are having to move on this manor now. I can see them moving into the forest now. If they think it is clear they will move these children."

"Understood sir." Inspector Reid said swiftly. "How can we help you?"

"Send officers, sir." Arcanist said as she moved towards the men and women heading her way. "Sir before we go further I am going to casting magic so if I am saying something you don't understand it is in either Arcane Latin or Elvish."

"Understood, is there a way to get your location?" Inspector Reid asked.

"Yes sir, hook this call up to computer capable of displaying GPS location and I will send it to you." Arcanist was now within twenty feet of one of the guards. "Stupify!" Arcanist said quietly and the red beam of light left the Elder Wand and impacted her target. The woman fell to the ground with a thud.

"What was that ma'am." Inspector Reid asked. "And I've got the call being connected to another computer in our network ma'am. You can send that signal."

"A stunning spell, sir. It rendered a target unconscious sir. Doing that now." Arcanist magically touched the device, and it started connecting to the GPS network. Before anything could be said Arcanist had reached the tree line. The moment she did the area was blinded by the light. "Shite we've been spotted!"

Supergirl and Wonder Woman jetted forward. Green Lantern tossed her an earpiece communicator then took to the air. Arcanist cast a speed enhancement spell upon herself and started running forward. She was thankful that the device she was magically connected to was able to keep up or the Inspector would be thoroughly confused. Once she was about fifty feet of the manor a large garage opened and about twenty men and women came out of if it armed to the teeth. "Shite!" Arcanist screamed as she brought up a wall of stone to hide behind as the man at the centre of the group unloads with a mini-gun. She knew her magical protection wouldn't hold against such an onslaught.

"Ma'am is everything all right?!" Inspector Reid screamed.

"Yes sir, these people had a little bit more firepower than I was expecting." Arcanist wished she didn't have to do this but she had no choice. Arcanist levitated the Elder Wand behind her and started cupping her hands into a ball form. These people looked more than durable enough to take the standard spell and shrug it off so Arcanist poured more power into it than was normally done. She also adjusted the intended outcome with a technique taught to her by Merlin. Had Dumbledore known this was possible he would have had no problem dealing with using spells like this to fight Voldemort and his minions. Once she gathered enough energy she cast the spell at the man holding the mini-gun. "Sá pamba!" The small ball of flames that left her hands made the few people running towards her laugh for a split second. Once it was right next to the man with the mini-gun that laughter stopped. The explosion that followed was almost deafening. Arcanist reached to her left and grabbed the Elder Wand.

"Ma'am, are you alright?" Inspector Reid asked in a panicked voice.

"Yes, sir. That was something I can do. I don't like doing that spell unless necessary. I can make it non-lethal like I just did," she looked at the group once more. They were all knocked to the ground, and most were moaning. The man with the mini-gun was trying to stand back up. The smoke that was rising off his back made him look a little more impressive. 'Must have trained for years under a mage to survive that.' Arcanist thought to herself.

Supergirl was infront of the manor cutting off the escape route a few men were hoping for. She had them rendered unconscious within seconds. Their guards were screaming profanities at her as they unloaded their guns. Supergirl just stood there with a stern look on her face as the bullets started bouncing off of her. She started to walk towards them as she said: "You do realise this is useless right?"

"BLOODY HELL, IT'S THE REALL SUPERGIRL!" a man screamed to his friends. They made to run away, but Supergirl caught up to them and knocked them out. The other three started running back towards the manor. She used her speed to cut them off. One of them went to punch her. Once his fist collided with her face she could hear the bones breaking in his hand. "AHHH!"

"Idiot," Supergirl said as she knocked him out. She turned to his friend who was backing up at this point. "Drop it," Supergirl said sternly. The woman dropped her firearm. "What did they do to those kids?" Supergirl demanded.

The woman stammered back to her as she dropped her gun. "I d... d... don't know... m... m... my... b... b... boss d... d... doesn't let me in... t... t... that room."

"If I were you I'd stay here, and when the police show up surrender." The woman nodded in response. The woman just walked over to her ally and pulled out a pair of handcuffs and put them on him. She then took his handcuffs out and handcuffed herself to the door. "Why are you doing this?"

"These people know my father, so there is only one thing they could be doing to children. I don't approve of this." The woman said softly.

"Because it happened to you." The woman nodded. "I can't say you'll be shown mercy, but if you are open with the Crown you might get the help you need."

"Thank you." the woman said.

Supergirl heard the sound of a needle impacting someone's skin. Fearing one of the kids was being killed she turned around swiftly. What she saw was one of the guards had a needle shoved into his arm. The small amount of green liquid that remained in it was for damn sure not a prescription. The man's muscles started to enlarge within seconds of ejecting the liquid into his arm. "Ah!" the man screamed as he ran forward. When his fist impacted her face she actually felt it. It sent her flying into one of the Bentleys parked infront of the manor destroying it in the process. As she was stepping out of the fiery wreck she found the man marching towards the woman handcuffed to the car. Supergirl growled and sped forward. Her fist impacted the man without an ounce of mercy.

Arcanist once again behind a magical barrier to protect herself from this man's onslaught. The sound of bullets bouncing off a stone barrier filled the air as she continued talking to Inspector Reid. The man said that they were sending more than one Specialist Firearms Units to assist them. Arcanist informed them that they might want to hold back for a bit because it seems that there were a couple of magic users of some sort amongst this group. "So I take it these are the people you warned us about in that first appearance of yours."

"No," Arcanist said as she fired off another lightning bolt at the man. This one caused him to drop the mini-gun. She took this time to run up to him. She started to get in a marital fight with him. She dodges his left cross. A kick to the man's knee did little more than stagger his step. This caused her to worry a little. "...those people would never have mundanes helping them." Arcanist took a right cross to the face. The man's punch made her stagger a little bit. "Nice punch arsehole, but I know a twelve-year-old who punches harder." Arcanist said with a smile.

The man screamed at the top of his lungs and charged at Arcanist. She went to teleport out of the way, but warmth on her left wrist grabbed her attention. She only had a couple of seconds to realise that the man somehow slapped on a magical item on her wrist that dimensionally anchored her, and thus prevented her from opening portals, teleporting, or stepping to another plane of existence. She felt the man impact her body, and it almost knocked the wind out of her. She could hear Inspector Reid talking to her as the man pushed her into the garage, but sadly this was not the case. The man kept going, and he even ran through a couple of walls before he stopped moving. Thankfully Arcanist could feel her magic protecting her from death by kinetic impact. She growled at the man as she hit the third wall. She reached into her utility belt and pulled out some pepper spray. She put a bubble-head charm on herself then sprayed the bastard in the face. The man screamed as he threw Arcanist through a window. Arcanist tumbled a couple of times before she stopped moving. It took her a couple of seconds to get her barrings. She was now infront of the house. Supergirl was fighting a man whose arms were the same size as the man who had been fighting her. She turned back to that man and found him breaking the wall as he made his way towards her.

"ARCANIST!" Inspector Reid cried.

"Yes, sir?" Arcanist asked as she wiped the blood that was running down from her lip.

"Are you all right?" the man asked a little staggered. "The units are almost there."

"Good to know." Arcanist said as she gathered magical energy. 'It's time to stop playing nice.' "I'm okay sir. Looks like you may need a body bag. I don't want to do this, but I may have no choice."

"That's understandable given what I've heard. Also, I would like to warn you the press has gotten wind of what is going on and they will probably beat the support we sent there." Reid did not sound one ounce of pleased about this.

"Damn." Arcanist said as she dodges a punch from her man. "Just what we needed. A bunch of people just wanting a news story." Arcanist said this part as she kicked the man she was fighting in the side of the head. "Tell you what Inspector Reid, and I am only joking here, if they don't do something stupid I'll buy you a beer."

"I'll hold you to that Arcanist." The man said with a slight chuckle.

The man once again charged at her. This time Arcanist just used his own shoulders to pole-volt over him. As her feet touched down Arcanist turned around and unleashed seven stunners on the man. He was still charging at her as the third and fourth ones hit him. As the next ones hit him he started to slow down, and as the last one hit him he fell down to his right knee. As she made ready to cast another string of spells the sound of bullets colliding with metal grabbed her attention. Turning around she could see Wonder Woman protecting her from people shooting at her from the second floor. She looked back at the man she'd nearly stunned to find him still trying to catch his breath. She looked over at the press there were about five people standing around as the police cars and vans were coming around them, and blocking them off from gunfire.

"You go deal with these men shooting at us I'll deal with him." Wonder Woman said hid behind her shield.

"Agreed. Just give me a moment to get this," Arcanist held up her left arm to show her the thing around her wrist, "...removed before I do anything." Wonder Woman nodded as Arcanist pointed the Elder Wand at the thing around her wrist. "Finite." Arcanist said sternly, and while she expected it to buckle under her power it didn't. Arcanist growled, and wrapped her fingers around it as best she could and pulled on it. She pulled on it with all her might. Even though she'd trained under Merlin, and her strength had more than doubled under his guidance she was unable to make these things break. She looked over at Supergirl. "Love, I need your heat!"

Supergirl looked over at her and nodded. She kicked the man she was fighting hard enough in the stomach to send him flying into the house. The man tumbled down to the ground as Supergirl flew over to Arcanist. Arcanist pointed to the thing around her wrist. Supergirl's vision burned into it, and after a couple of seconds, the thing fell to the ground. Once the thing fell to the floor Supergirl looked to the men who were shooting at them. "You go check on those kids. They are in the room behind that window." Supergirl pointed to the last wind on this side of the house. Arcanist nodded as she cast fly upon herself. She kicked off the ground and flew towards the window as fast as she could. As she broke through the window she could hear the police and Supergirl dealing with the men shooting at them.

As she broke through the wind she could hear someone screaming in pain. Looking around the room she could see a door going off to the left, and another door infront of her. This room appeared to be an elegant dining room. It also looked like they had interrupted ether a really late dinner or an early breakfast. There were a couple of teenage maids curled up in one corner. "Inspector Reid tell your men there are teenagers in maid outfits on the second floor. Wonder Woman or Green Lantern come to my location they will need protection until the police get here." Arcanist ran towards the door.

GL responded. "On my way."

Superman's voice came in at this point. "Do you need more help?"

"No, cousin we almost have this wrapped up now. The police are here, and all we are doing is assisting them to take these bastards down." Supergirl said swiftly.

"Hopefully by taking down, you don't mean kill." Superman said with a bit of concern in his voice.

Arcanist responded. "We tried Superman. I don't think any of the others have gone that far, but there may be a couple that are dead because of me. Some of the spells I cast at someone who has had some training by a mage caused a few of my more lethal spells to injure some of them." Arcanist said as she kicked down the door. The door went flying off its hinges and collided with a four-poster bed. This caused the man standing over another young woman in a maid outfit to look in her direction. He was twisting this young woman's arm behind her back, and it seems that he'd been punching her previously been in the face. He swiftly pulled her infront of him trying to use her as a shield. "You might as well surrender now, Mr..." Arcanist left it open for him to fill in the blank.

"If you can keep him talking I or the police should be able to get in there to help you," GL said as she slowly made her way to the man.

"Taylor, you unbearable whore." The man all but growled to her. "This will make the second time you've upset my boss."

"So, I take it he loves little kids in a special way like you do?" Arcanist asked as she made her way to block him from getting away. She cast haste upon herself once more to make sure the speed increase didn't run out when she needed it the most.

"No, unfortunately. The man only sees it as a business transaction. I do enjoy it though, sadly the little thing that I adopted was contractually obligated to only be touched by women until she was twelve. I don't know why those two wanted that, but whatever." The man said as got closer to the bedside table. "My boss does want to talk to you Arcanist."

"Keep him talking almost done," Supergirl said.

"Really? Why would that be? I would never deal with someone who profits from this shite. What could he have to say that would tempt me into his way of doing things with him?" Arcanist asked while keeping an eye on what he was doing with his other hand.

"Power is something no one else can offer you. That school of yours according to him only teaches you the surface of what magic can do." The man slowly opened the drawer. He was pulling out a small orb. Arcanist cast Arcane Sight upon herself. What she saw in this room made her jaw drop. Every square inch of the room was crawling with magic. Enchantments galore, it would take her hours to figure out what kind of enchantments were in this room. The orb in the man's hand was barely enchanted and seemed to be the only thing in this room not a dark enchantment. "Ah, so you seemed stunned by my Lords power."

"On my way!" GL said as she took another step towards the man.

"Hardly," Arcanist said as Green Lantern glided through the window behind the man. "Although it seems you have forgotten one thing."

The man chuckled. "And what is that little one?"

"I'm not alone." Arcanist said in a flat tone.

The man turned around only in enough time to see a green fist slam into his face. As he staggered to his right Arcanist used mage's hand to support the young woman, and prevent her from slamming into the ground. GL picked the man up off the ground with his ring. It was at this point the police came into the room. "Sir, ma'am I cannot get the door open."

Arcanist turned her gaze towards the wall. It was the most magical covered area in this room. "It's probably a spell preventing you from doing that. Were you able to get the kids out of whatever they were imprisoned in?" Green Lantern shook his head. "I'll take a look."

"Ma'am where is the girl you said brought your girlfriend here?" one of the officers asked.

"I was dropping off Ms Potter at a friend's when Supergirl called me. She was going to a Magical sporting event I don't know if she will be now. I will be returning Ms Dursley to you once I've cleared this place. It seems her parents sold her as a slave to this man."

"WHAT?!" Inspector Reid's voice rang out from her comm unit at this time.

"I have the paperwork to prove it in my hand. It also seems she might be a witch. That may be why her parents did it. But you will have to talk to Ms Potter and her cousin because they might know why." Arcanist said as she walked up to the door. "I'll hang up now Inspector Reid. I will give the device I've been using to one of the officers here. It has a video recording of everything I've done here." Arcanist said as she examined the door. The enchantment was an unbreakable enchantment, a permanency enchantment, and repulsion enchantment. Though she may be powerful enough to take care of this given the fight she just had she was a bit drained. As much as she disliked the man right now she knew Dumbledore would be the only one that could help her right now. He and McGonagall actually would be an incredible assistance right now. "This may take some time Inspector Reid, and if your men actually hear from Dumbledore for once I may actually need his help."

"Is that the old man who showed up after you picked up that young lady because Ms Potter wanted to talk to her?" Inspector Reid asked.

"Yes sir, but he is also one of the most powerful wizards in this country. He may be old fashioned, but that kind of power is what I need right now. Once we are done I will open a portal to Ms Granger's location, and let her out." Arcanist said as gritted her teeth after saying this.

'You could have just asked me.' Merlin chuckled.

'I know, but I'd rather only have one additional crazy wizard after me in addition to Voldemort. So adding a second to it does not sound so wise right now.' Arcanist responded. Arcanist closed her eyes and focused on the happiness she just had with Hermione. She let it fill every fibre of being. "Officers I am about to communicate with the man if he isn't here." Arcanist looked over at Supergirl. "Is the old man here." Supergirl shook her head. "I'll send a message to him. Officer I am going to cast a spell that will create a silvery creature. It won't hurt you officer, but should someone try to attack us it will intervene before anyone could do us harm." Arcanist closed her eyes once more and found happiness in those moments she and Kara had spent on their honeymoon.

The man looked confused for a moment. "Why would you be doing this ma'am?"

Arcanist slightly smiled. "Because I can send it off to deliver a message for me to someone else. Granted this is usually done with people you know cause it really can't be sent to someone randomly." The officer nodded in return. Arcanist made sure she was still focusing on the same memory, and the lifted the Elder Wand pointed towards the dining room door. She concentrated on the fact that she wanted to send a message as she cast the spell. "Expecto Patronum." She felt her magic leaving her through the tip of her wand. The silver light started to form an animals shape, but the stag that she was expecting to form did not do so. What greeted her sight was a seven-foot-tall avian creature. Its torso only came up to about four feet, but it's neck up another three feet. It had two small arms on its side. When it opened its mouth Arcanist could see teeth within the beak. "Wow, this is new to me." Arcanist said with a bit of a held breath.

Supergirl took in a sharp breath. "That's a Tche-Tche!" Everyone turned to look at her. She blushed a little at this point. "That is an ancient Kryptonian animal. They died out millennia ago, but why would your Patronus be in this form?"

"I don't know, but I need to send this message." Arcanist looked at the tche-tche and studied it a little bit. It had this elegant predatory look to it, and it definitely would be something that she would not want to meet on her own. "Dumbledore I need your help. We have found a group of people who are connected to the Dursleys, and it seems they told these people about her magic. She has declined her Hogwarts letter, but I haven't had a chance to ask her if this is true. We are in Scotland and these are the coordinates of this location..."

-LVaD-

HM Prison High Down

Vernon's Cell

"While it is incredible that Arcanist and the other members of the Justice League helped these children out. It is what we learned about the girl who got Supergirl's attention that is shocking. While her name is legally Annabelle Roxanne Taylor her real name is Raizel Victoria Dursley. The police said they will be releasing pictures of these documents later." Vernon could feel his face heating up as this wench kept talking.

Vernon growled as the video of Arcanist opening a portal for the THING that he and his wife created came into view. The girl looked pretty for her age, and if he were honest with himself if he compared her to photos of his wife at her age he'd have to say she looked loads better. Sadly she didn't have any of his families traits. She was way too thin for anyone to consider her a health Dursley child. That fact alone made him 'happy' at this moment. Though given her freakishness he didn't know if he would have touched her in that way.

His mind turned to Petunia at this moment he knew she was sitting in prison as well, but he was wondering if she was watching this news feed right now as well. She had to be furious that the girl looked this good. Hell, it seems she was taking after her grandmother and her aunt instead of her mother. He just wished the camera had gotten a better view of the girl from all around. Sadly they didn't move one milometer to do so.

"As the girl, her cousin, and her aunt were coming out of the portal a man tried to attack her with a pistol, but she had a moment of Accidental Magic that saved her life." The female anchor said calmly as the news showed a man wear a runners jacket and jeans stepping out from behind the crowd of news people, and pulling out a gun and shooting at his daughter. There was this violet flash of light wrap around her and the bullet bounced off her chest. Arcanist was caught in mid-motion so it couldn't have been her. The same could be said for the other three freaks that were there. His daughter's hair reached out and grabbed the man's hands forced the gun skyward. Vernon was shocked at this point. Maybe this is why he hadn't been allowed to see her latest 'video'. "We were later told by Arcanist this."

"Ms Dursley may be a specific type of witch or this may just be a side effect of her accidental magic. I will have to talk to Professor Dumbledore and a Mediwitch will double check that assessment. There is nothing to fear if she is, but the odds of that are awfully low."

A reporter on site held on the other end of the mic asked: "Ma'am is that a form of magic that one should worry about?"

Arcanist shook her head. "No sir, it is just that certain people only view magic users as a witch, a female, or a wizard, a male. They have long since forgotten that there are other ways of casting their magic. Not many looks for those differences like I did because they are considered unnecessary or dark regardless of whether they are or not. My style of magic would be by Dumbledore called dark simply because it has some combat capabilities. This kind of magic user is more of a healer and capable of being a combatant, but that is up to them whether they do it or not."

Vernon growled at the thought that his daughter was not only capable of protecting herself but might have a way of preventing him from doing anything to her. This just could not stand. He would break all of them for just getting in his way.

"Keep telling yourself that boy." The voice of Étaín sounded more ominous at this moment than it had previously.

"I will find a way to make this work in my favour. I've always been able to work things that way you bitch." Vernon mentally growled.

"You would last so short of a time in a fight with me than you will in a fight with your niece, daughter, or sister-in-law. Though the idea of toying around with you for a bit in a fight does sound like fun." Étaín laughter faded away.

Vernon just turned back to the telly hoping the news was done with the freakish news for this hour. He was expecting updates regarding it all day, but for the moment he might catch some good news. Perhaps some sports team he liked was having a great day.

"Good morning ladies and gentleman. Before we get to go over the latest about the Masters there is an amazing bit news I have for all of you. To show that they are not that different from us our magical brethren are willing to lessen the secrecy they have been living under for centuries now. They will be letting us see for the first time one of their favourite spots. The game is called quidditch, and at nine-thirty today the Prime Minister and the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge will be telling us more about it. Arcanist and Supergirl will be there as well. That these young ladies are willing to sacrifice some much-needed sleep for us is amazing."

Vernon stopped listening at this point. He started once again going over the plans of getting out of all this mess.

-LVaD-

Hadrian, Argyll, Scotland

8:15 AM

Violet was pacing back and forth in the main area of the police station in Hadrian, Scotland. This was the closest place to were her cousin had been held. Had she and Kara not gone back in time twelve hours and crashed at Lois and Clark's place they would be too tired to do this right now. They couldn't stay over at Ma and Pa's at this time. That would have raised the chance of Dumbledore putting two and two together, and if he did that they were screwed. Granted this caused another problem in its own right. Lois and Clark wanted to know what was going on. All they needed to be told was that they were from twelve hours in the future for them to say they needed to know no more.

They had gotten a total of ten hours of sleep. They just hung around with Lois collecting the letters they'd created over the last two weeks. They were going to show them to the police if they need to. Once they were certain that that enough time had passed they left. They had to go pick up her mum at her hotel room in London. She then brought them to just outside Hermione's home. Sirius had asked if everything was okay. She told him that he needed to watch the news to find out what was going on because they were needed elsewhere.

The sound of people's feet kicking the side of a wall grabbed her attention. Kara was leaning against the wall looking at the floor. Sirius was pacing back and forth in the room. Had it not been for the new openness between the two worlds the police would have arrested him on the spot. The man looked more than livid. Given what he had to watch on the news Violet didn't blame him. She was also very certain that if Vernon Dursley walked into this room right now he would have three people trying to kill him within seconds. The only question was who would have delivered the killing blow. Just thinking about this made Violet's mind wander to the things she learned before returning to the scene.

-LVaD-

Granger Residence

6:10 AM

Arcanist walked through the portal and looked around to make sure no one was outside getting the newspaper, or one was being delivered. She breathed a sigh of relief it seemed that while some people were up down the road no one was outside. She cast a spell that would disrupt any security cameras in the area for a few moments. She turned to Kara and her mum nodding at the two of them. Kara and her mum came through the portal. Once they were clear of the portal Arcanist closed it. As the portal closed she magically shifted out of their outfits. Her mum looked around before asking "How is she?" Her mum asked as she backed away.

"At the moment shocked that she is in Supergirl's arms right now as Supergirl is reading the sales record," Violet said as she looked at the window. The light was on downstairs so someone was up at the moment. Violet knocked on the door.

It took a couple of minutes before Janet answered the door. She looked a little confused, and Violet couldn't blame her. The Weasley's weren't supposed to be here to pick Hermione up for another couple of hours. "What's going on? I thought the Weasley's were picking her up?"

"They still will be, but some things have come up. In your daughter's room right now is my niece apparently." Lily voice sounded more than a little agitated at this point.

"What?" Janet sounded a little shocked.

"Supergirl rescued my younger cousin a few minutes ago, and she should be in there right now," Violet said as she walked through the door.

"If Supergirl just rescued her how..." Janet left the end of the question hanging.

"Magic," Kara said pulling up her time turner. "We cannot use this on a regular basis, but in situations like this, and what will be happening later today they will come in handy."

Janet nodded her head as they rounded the corner. Once everyone saw the sock on the doorknob they stopped in their tracks. Lily and Janet turned to look at Violet. Even in this dire situation, Violet felt her cheeks go scarlet. "Yes, some things were happening earlier, okay?"

"Okay, but there are more important things than giving you a hard time right now," Lily said as she stood to the right of the door. "I think you should be the first through the door."

Violet nodded as she took the sock of the doorknob. She wordlessly unlocked the door. As she opened it she saw her left foot leave the room through the portal. At this moment both Hermione and Raizel were looking at them a little shocked. Well, Hermione was shocked. Raizel looked terrified at first, but once she realised who it was she looked curious. Violet waited a couple of seconds before she ran up to hug her cousin. She cast a glance to her left as Kara's arms went around her and her cousin. For the first time, she saw what the people fighting her saw. There was this steeled look to her face. It was like there was nothing that could scare her. Also for the first time, she noticed how fit she actually looked in that outfit. 'Smart decision when making the outfit take that form.' Violet thought to herself.

Violet felt something shaking in her arms at this moment. She could also hear someone sobbing hard at this moment as well. She looked to Raizel and found her crying against her shoulder. Violet whispered to Raizel "It's okay Raizel we're here now no one is going to hurt you anymore." Violet patted her on her back.

"How... do... you... know... my... name?" Raizel asked between each sob.

"Once Indicis checks your mind we'll tell you everything." Raizel looked at her more than a little worried. "Don't worry Raizel all she's going to do is see how strong at keeping secrets your mind is. There are people who might try and gain this knowledge magically from you." Violet said softly.

She looked over at Hermione who had wrapped the bed sheet around her body. "You know I don't like being given that name, right?" Hermione said in a slightly agitated voice.

"It was the only thing I could think of," Kara said under her breath.

"Latin for Informer? Really? You couldn't think of anything else?" Indicis said sternly. Had the situation not been so serious Violet might have actually laughed at this. All she did at this point was stair at both her girlfriends. Hermione threw her arms up in defeat. "Call the JL."

Violet nodded her head and pulled out her communicator and pressed the secondary call button. Within seconds Batman's face came on the screen with this incredibly agitated look to his face. "What is wrong now Arcanist?"

"Okay before you start thinking anything's wrong you need to know that myself and Supergirl have gone backwards in time, and are now in two places at the same time. We'll deal with that later. Right now what I need you to do is put Indicis into the League's system, and have it add to the new magical system. We have the girl safe at HGH, but given that right now I am at another location I can't do what is needed."

"So your getting Indicis to do it." Bat's asked as he started entering things into the system. "Zatanna has entered her into the system. Next time warn me you are going to mess with the time stream."

"Will do Bat's." Violet turned off the comm she looked over at Hermione and nodded. She looked back at Raizel who looked more than a little scared at the moment. "Don't worry Raizel all anyone can really do is look into your mind. It isn't like a book. You cannot just go to a specific page and read it, but you will be pulled to random memories. There are things that can be done to protect yourself from this. Are you understanding me so far?"

Raizel nodded. "So, she is going to wave her arms around, and see into my mind?"

Indicis chuckled at this point. "Kind of. What I'm going to do is take this," she reached over and grabbed her wand, "...and wave it around to check your head for magical damage then I'm going to look you in the eyes. While doing that I will be using passive Legilimency on you."

"That's what mind reading is called?" Raizel asked.

Indicis nodded. "Yes, and once I've done that I'll do active Legilimency on you. That is where I take my wand and point it at you while staring you in the eyes. This is when I will be pulled to one of your memories. If it is an unpleasant one I won't stay in it long. For both your integrity and my own sense of decency. Are you okay with this?" When Raizel nodded in response Hermione cast the spell mentally and started looking at her surface thoughts.

'She's joking, right? I mean it can't be as simple as just staring at someone. It has to be like that movie The Overseer she'd have to put two fingers against her temples first and then stair into my eyes.' Raizel sounded more curious than scared.

Indicis smiled. "I am afraid that not only is The Overseer wrong about this, it is also a B-rate film."

"Whoa, that is kind of scary..." Raizel said in almost a whisper.

"That's what I thought when I found out two of the professors at our school did this to us." Indicis said a little bitterly.

"WHAT?!" both her mum and Lily screamed.

Violet could feel Raizel flinch in her arms. "Mum," when both women looked at her. "We'll tell you later, but now is not the time for this." Both women nodded in agreement. She looked back over at Raizel. "Now Indicis will actually cast the spell on you, Okay?" Violet's cousin nodded in return.

When she looked back at Indicis, the new 'heroine' pointed her wand at Raizel. "Legilimens," Indicis vision went black for a moment the next thing she knew she was standing in a forest in mid-spring. The sound of birds chirping, the smell of flowers and the sight of young deer were the only thing that gave this away. She looked around the forest for Raizel. She found her sitting next to a little fox who was playing around with hand. As she took a step in their direction Indicis heard the low sound of a growl behind her. Turning around she saw another fox just glaring at her. This shouldn't be possible unless this girl really was witch, and this fox was her familiar. "Are you her familiar?" Indicis asked. The fox nodded in response and took a step forward. "I am not here to hurt her." Hermione said swiftly. "I just wanted to make sure her mind was capable of being able to learn some things to keep people from doing this to her." The fox stopped growling and nodded.

"Why is Chase in two places?" the sound of a shocked Raizel grabbed Indicis' attention.

Hermione turned around and found the cub and Raizel standing behind her now. "Because he is your familiar apparently, and you should count your pleasing cause I think he will pull anyone who tries to do this to this memory to protect you."

"Wow..." Raizel said with a soft breath.

"Let us leave this memory, and then we can talk to everyone else, and let them know about what has been happening to you." Indicis said as she gave the young girl a hug.

"And you could get dressed to..." she sounded at touch scared at the moment, but there was still this little bit of laughter to her voice.

Indicis looked down at herself and saw that she was standing there nearly starkers. "I am really going to lay into those two..." she said softly.

"With your hand or your tongue?" Raizel asked with a slight smile gracing her face.

Indicis looked at her shocked for a moment. She shook her head to clear her thoughts. "You use humour to hide or deal with your pain?" The girl nodded. "You are definitely are related to Violet. She and her dad are like you." Indicis ended the spell and was once again just staring at the younger girl's eyes. She turned to her friends at this point. "She's fine, she has a familiar protecting her at the moment so if anyone used Legilimency on her they'd deal with him or her first. Given the looks of it, they would not fall easily either."

"She has a familiar?" Lily asked a bit stunned.

Raizel nodded with a smile on her face. "Her name is Chase." Raizel looked distracted for a moment. Her eyes were kind of glazed over for a moment. When they cleared she looked at Hermione then said: "She saw Supergirl flying around before she went to save me. The fox that was steeling the camper's food."

Violet looked over at Kara. "Do you think you can go pick her up?"

Kara nodded. "If she can get her to bark out four barks in a row so I can find her faster."

Raizel closed her eyes for a moment before she opened her eyes. "She will be doing that starting now, but she asks that you bring her meal with you."

The pleading look the girl was giving Kara made her want to just wrap the girl up in another hug. "Will do kiddo. I'm cooking whatever she has with my heat vision." Kara shifted back into her Supergirl outfit opened Hermione's window and took off at over a hundred miles an hour.

Violet turned back to her cousin. "Now Raizel given what you've just seen it shouldn't take you much time to figure out that I am Arcanist." Violet re-donned her outfit once more. Her cousin's jaw just fell open. "This is why she wasn't freaking out when she saw me with our girlfriend."

"Okay, that's enough of this." Her mum said as she walked up to Raizel. She knelt down infront of the girl and wrapped her in another hug. "I don't know what they've done to you, but from this day forward you will be in my care if I have anything to say about it," Lily whispered into Raizel's ear.

Violet shifted out of the Arcanist outfit. She turned to Janet. "Mrs Granger I am going to be having a press meeting later on today, and I was wondering if Raizel could stay here while this is going on?"

Janet nodded in agreement. "I'll tell Hamlet that I won't be going in today. Also, I think it would be safer for her to stay here while you all are at the Quidditch World Cup." Janet held up her hand as Lily and Violet went to say something. "No, right now you need to show these bastards that they can't scare you. If you don't go they will think you've been shaken. I also expect you to check in on her while this game is going on."

Lily let out a held breath. "Janet this game could go on for a month..."

Violet cut her mum off at this point. "Not anymore." Everyone who knew about quidditch turned to look at Violet with this shocked on their faces. "If the International Quidditch Committee agrees to it the game will be going back to a four-hour game. This among other changes to the game."

"They are getting rid of the Snitch?" Lily asked.

"Nope, they are just changing the rules regarding it," Violet said with a smile.

"Just lovely," Hermione said with a staggered breath. "The last thing I need is a reason for her to keep playing quidditch."

"Let's focus back on what has brought us all here at this moment," Janet said sternly. Janet looked back at Raizel and smiled down at the blushing young girl. "You don't have anything to worry about." Janet messed her hair up a little bit. "What's your real name?"

Raizel blushed a little deeper at this point. "It's Raizel. My 'father' renamed me, Annabelle."

"Your actual name is beautiful," Janet said. "So, do you want me to watch over her while you lot are at that game?"

"Yes," Lily said with a slight smile on her face. She looked back at her niece. "Now is there anything else you need to tell us before Arcanist opens that portal for us to talk to the police.

Raizel looked to the ground and started kicking around the dust. "The man who is the boss of my 'Father' has told me to always hide what I am from people."

"That is a good idea when you were younger, but maybe there will come a time when we can be open with the world about our magic." Lily said softly as looked Raizel in the eyes.

"It's more than that Aunt Lily." After saying this Raizel smiled.

"What else could it be my dear?" Lily asked as Supergirl landed back in the room.

"This is the reason mum and dad sold me. No matter what they did they couldn't get rid of these." She pointed to her ears. Before anyone could say anything Raizel took a ring off her left hand that Violet originally thought was just your average ring. The moment it left her finger the illusion that had been on her faded instantly. Her hair went from jet back to platinum blonde. Her ears elongated into the shape of stereotypical Tolkien elven ears. Her beauty seemed to increase as well. "The woman who taught me about magic said that while my mum was mortal my father was special." Raizel started crying at this point. "If he was special then why did he sell me?"

Lily pulled Raizel close to her at this moment. "Honey, I don't think Vernon is your biological father. I think someone else took Vernon's form and slept with your mum, or they messed with his DNA somehow. Regardless of what happened one of... those beings can't interfere with mortals that much. I will look into this later, but before that, I am going to make damn sure that I can take custody of you."

Violet started thinking about what she'd seen in that holding room. She didn't think it was the man behind all this shite, but he seems to have pissed of something really old. She thought back to all of the things the elves had told her before she'd left their realm. "There is one of us out there. She is a newborn. We were told she is not meant to live here." They would never reveal the girl's name to her. Well, now she knew why.

"Raizel I think I know a little bit about what happened with your 'father'," Violet said softly.

-LVaD-

Hadrian, Scotland

Police station

The sound of a door opening made Violet shake her head of these thoughts. She turned around to see her mum and Raizel walking towards them. Violet, Kara, and Sirius walked up to them. Raizel was wearing a pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt. Violet was very thankful for the police officer who went home and brought Raizel some clothes of her daughter's. Another officer went out and bought her a pair of trainers. While they were doing this Raizel was being questioned by some officers about what had happened her. It was clear to everyone that she would have to come back at another point to continue the interview, but they didn't want to drag it on too long today because Raizel looked traumatised by what happened today.

"Is everything okay?" Violet asked as she stood next to her cousin. Violet could see the trail of tears that ran down her face.

"Yeah. I just can't believe this is real." Raizel said in this soft staggered breath. "Why did it take them so long to find us?" Raizel asked looking between the three heroes in the room.

Before they could say a thing Sirius spoke for them. "It isn't that easy to do what they do. While Superman, Supergirl, and the Flash may be the fastest people on the planet there is only so much they can do realistically." Sirius patted Raizel on her left shoulder. "I feel for what you've been through Raizel, but I spent over a decade in prison unjustifiably. Anyone who worked for the magical government could have found this out and freed me, but no one even thought to make sure I had a trial." The few police officers that were near them looked more than a little shocked at this news. "Just like yourself, I had to take things into my own hands to right this wrong. Sure I messed up on it, but in the end, things righted themselves." Sirius looked over at Violet's mum. "Sometimes that correction is... uh... a little forceful," Sirius said as he rubbed the back of his head.

"If you had reminded Moony to take his potion then you would have been a free man months ago." Violet's mum said this with a slight smile. "Now Sirius let's apparate these kids back to the Grangers' place."

Sirius stood straight up as if his spine was now an iron rod. He then saluted Lily. "Yes, ma'am." Sirius said this with a smile.

"You arse," Lily said as she swatted him on his left should. She looked over at Raizel with a slight smile on her face. "Okay, Raizel we are going to teleport you back to my hotel room. It is going to feel like you are being squeezed through a straw, and you might throw up at the end of it. While if it were a lesser magic user," Lily looked over to Sirius with a smile, "...you might have a sliced limb there will be no danger in it with me."

"I will have you know that I can apparate just fine." Sirius said with this crooked smile on his face.

One of the officers walked up to them. "Excuse me ma'am, but what is apparition?" The look on the woman's face was one of concern.

Lily looked over at the officer. "It is a lesser form of teleportation. It has a couple of limitation on it. First, you must know where you are going. The second limitation is you have to be really aware of what you are trying to move from point a to point b. If you don't have this kind of laser focus you could end up leaving parts of yourself behind, and yes that will cause injuries." Lily looked over to Raizel. "Don't worry dear that won't be happening to you."

"Can we see this before you... take off." A female officer asked.

"Sure." Lily said with a smile. The next thing that happened was she vanished with small 'pop', and a matter of seconds later she reappeared behind the officer with a little bit louder popping noise. "Overhear officer."

The officer spun around and looked more than a little amazed at what just happened. "Wow."

"Indeed," the sound of Chief Inspector Reid's voice grabbed Violet's attention. She turned to look at the man. His greying hair showed his age more than anything else about him. The man stood about six-foot-five-inches tall. The man also looked well fit for his age. "You must be Ms Potter?" The man walked up to Violet and shook her hand. "If there is anything we can do for you just let us know. These people are a piece of work." The man looked more than a little agitated as he referred to the people who enslaved Raizel. "That this was happening in our back yard makes me sick."

"I am not defending it, sir," Kara said with her touch of anger in her voice. "...but it happens everywhere."

The man nodded. "Sad, but true." Inspector Reid looked over at Raizel and held out his hand. "If you need anything lass just call us."

Raizel looked over at them before shaking the Inspectors hand. "Yes, sir."

"All right you two grab my arm," Sirius said with a smile.

"Why am I scared to do this with you?" Kara asked as she took his arm.

"Because he is a prankster," Violet said as she took his arm. "If I end up in pink ballet outfit I am turning you into a rubber duck," Violet said sternly.

Sirius responded with a smile. "I would never do that," he said sternly, but his face twisted into a smile, "...it would be purple."

"You..." Violet didn't even get a chance to finish the sentence before the man apparated out of the police station. The feeling of being squeezed through a straw was never going to be comfortable. Thankfully this didn't last long, but it was still a bit disorienting for a couple seconds. Once she regains her orientation she looked around for Raizel. She looked like she was about to lose her dinner, but she managed to retain it. Once Raizel stood up again Violet turned back to her godfather. "...lying bastard. You would do that and you know it." She shifted back into Arcanist outfit and looked over at her mum. "Mum I'm going to take her back to Hermione's home." She thought about it for a moment. "Mum or Kara can you call the Justice League and get them to send Zatanna and Black Canary to stay there as protection?"

"Doesn't sound like a bad idea gave the kind of people we are dealing with," Kara said looking over at Raizel. "We will only be gone for a day my cousin-in-law I promise. Also, we promise," Kara pointed to everyone else in the room, "to never treat you like that. If we ever yell at you it is because you've done something wrong. Also if you see us doing that kind of things with each other," She pointed to Violet and herself. "Just douse us with water and tell us to lock the door next time."

Violet's mum swatted Kara on the back of her head. "I appreciate you doing responsible things, but those were my line." This made Raizel giggle for a moment, but she quickly fell silent. Lily looked over at her a little stunned. "Raizel I don't know what they 'taught' you, but it is okay to laugh. It is okay to find it funny, to a small degree, seeing somebody else get corrected like this."

The smile on her face grew slightly. "Are you sure?"

Lily nodded. "Absolutely, now go you two we have a lot to do this morning." Lily knelt down next to Raizel. "My little Rose I promise you this I will make those two pay DEARLY for what they did to you. I am also going to do a few other things to help you out. None of these things will be depraved I promise you. The only thing you have to worry about is actually having a childhood."

Arcanist tuned out her mother while opening the portal. She really, really wanted to know what cell Vernon was in at this moment so she could castrate the son of a bitch. The man didn't even deserve to live in her opinion, and for the very first time in her life, she actually wanted to kill someone just because they pissed her off. She knew from Constantine that it wouldn't be a good thing to do. Killing someone in self-defence was one thing, but doing this was a true violation of the Presence's gift.

"Are you okay Arcanist?"

The sound of Janet's voice pulled her out of her thoughts. She looked over at Dr Granger. "Not really, I never thought I'd be THIS mad at Vernon Dursley. That he would do this to his own daughter just makes me want to do more than stun him." Arcanist said calmly. She was a little ashamed that she even said it.

She felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist. She looked down to her left. Arcanist found Raizel was hugging her tightly. "You don't need to do anything like that for me. You saving me was enough."

Arcanist smiled down at her and returned the hug. Raizel was actually smiling at her. There was no malice in her eyes. No fear. For the first time in her life, she understood what happened between Bats and Ace. At this moment everything she was feeling vanished. "You have no idea how relieved I am to hear that Raizel. Now, I will be back before we head off to the Quidditch World Cup. While you won't be there you'll be able to watch it on the telly."

"I will be allowed to do that?" Raizel asked with this amazed look on her face.

Janet walked up to Raizel and knelt down to look her in the face. She had a loving smile on her face. "Of course Raizel. So, long as you don't do anything like deliberately break things, lie to us, steal from us, or harm us for the fun of it you can do whatever you want."

"Wow, you've gotten real lenient with age Mum..." Hermione said with a slight smile on her face.

"With age comes wisdom. Besides with magic and/or Kryptonian technology I expect some grandchildren." Janet said this in a monotone voice like she didn't really care, but there was this coy smile on her lips.

Arcanist glanced over to Hermione to see her girlfriend go a bright scarlet colour. "Not helping matters Mum..." Hermione said in her slightly agitated voice.

"We'll see you girls when we see you." Janet looked down at Raizel. "So what do you want for breakfast?"

Arcanist couldn't hear Raizel's response because of the closing sound of the portal. She shifted back into her normal clothes once again. She looked over at her mum and Kara both of them had these wicked smiles. "Okay, what happened now?"

"You just passed the most valuable test you could have as a 'hero' Violet." Kara said as she walked up to her. "I know what you were wanting to do to Vernon. Trust me I've wanted to do it to my fair share of... people, but it takes an unparalleled level of self-control to prevent yourself from crossing that line. Sure there are times we have no choice, but we don't always have the 'safe' option. However, this does not give you the right to kill someone because they upset you."

"It should be a dead last resort. I know we will have to do this against the Death Eater and Voldemort, but we don't have to do that against people like Vernon. Castrate maybe, but we do not need to cross that line with him." Her mum said as she hugged Violet. "Now we really need to go. We have a trial in the Ministry of Magic to attend to, and then go to that conference the Prime Minister was to set up."

"Right, so we need to use these to go back in time for two hours to make sure we can go to both things as Arcanist and Supergirl." Kara said with a little bit of a staggered tone to her voice.

"No, I don't think that's needed. All we have to do is tell them you are with members of the Justice League and cannot leave the hotel room. Go to the conference as Arcanist and Supergirl first..."

Violet cut off her mum. "Then use the time turn to go back however many hours we need to go to get some bloody sleep."

"Yes." Her mum said with a smile. "Just don't take advantage of my absence."

"Oi!" Violet and Arcanist said as one.

XoXoXoXoX

Ministry of Magic

Basement Level 10, Courtroom 10

8:00 AM

Ronald was not happy at this moment. His mum had barged into his room and woke him and the twins up at the arse crack of dawn. When Ron had asked why she wanted them up this early she told them Sirius Black was getting an actual trial today. She also reminded him that Lily Potter wanted them there at the hearing to show their support for Sirius Bloody Black. The only reason he was wanting to help Potter with freeing him was it might get him in her trousers sooner rather than later once she returned to her natural state. That, however, didn't work for him, and his original suggestion to his mum to give his testimony about what happened was swiftly shot down. "Ronald with Lily giving testimony about who was her Secret Keeper was you won't be needed." That had been two days after everyone found out that Lily was still alive. Dumbledore had told him this was incredibly unlikely. The two of them would have to PHYSICALLY meet one another he told him. Well, this seemed to have been a fault on his part. The television had more mystical power than Dumbledore gave it credit for.

"RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY ARE YOU READY!" his mum screamed from the stairwell.

Ron grumbled under his breath "Almost." He looked in the mirror at what he was going to wearing under his outer robes. He'd gone to Hogwarts to talk to Dumbledore about what they should do about Violet among a few other problems he thought they had when he found these. He was standing in a pair of trousers that look like they came from fourteen-hundred, a long sleeve silver coloured shirt, and the overcoat he had broken away in a nice cape like a thing from the just above the waist down. Snape would be pleased. The colouring of it made him look rather imposing. It was a nice black and silver. The trousers were completely black while the overcoat and had nice silver trim. The string belt felt weird, to be honest, but it was better than nothing. He found this along with these golden rings, a set of bronze bracers, a nice pair of black dragonhide boots, and a silver mask. He'd wished Dumbledore would have told him what they were rather than telling him to put them back where ever he'd found them. The funny thing was Ron couldn't find the room on the seventh floor that had given him these things. Maybe this was Magic's way of helping him fix the Arcanist problem.

"YES, MOTHER!" Ron screamed back as he slid one of the rings on his hand. Just by thinking about he made his new outfit look like his typical robes. He smiled at himself as he slipped the other ring in his pocket and the mask on the inside of his overcoat. He had learned over the last couple of days that with this ring on he could make himself look however he wished. He was certain it had other abilities, but he didn't have the time to learn them. He made himself look like he was supposed to, and made his way downstairs.

Once he was downstairs he found everyone just standing around the fireplace with this agitated look on their faces. "I hope you have a good reason for nearly making us late Ronald." His mum said with this stern look on her face.

Ron had to think quickly. "I was wanting to make sure I looked presentable. I am more than likely going to have to be there at Violet's side. Hermione won't be there after all."

"Oh, she's gone be there Ronald." Bill said with this sour look on his face. "Charlie and I have talked with you about this already. SHE LIKES GIRLS." Bill stressed the last part a little too much in Ron's opinion. "I know she looks really pretty, but dude she is SOULBOND to Kara, and I honestly would be surprised if they weren't in a three-way soulbond with Hermione given how well they look together."

"What do you mean?" Ron asked rather hotly.

"When they were picking up the plates they were doing a nice ballet around one another. Where Kara carried more thing, Hermione helped to stack them so they wouldn't fall, Violet was two steps ahead of BOTH of them and getting the silverware off the table. We didn't even have to say anything. We tried to stop them, but they were done within fifteen minutes. It would have taken used from twenty to thirty. So face it, Ron, they are together, and unless they open a door for you: STAY OUT OF IT." Charlie said more than a little forcefully.

"Now let's go," Ginny said shoving Ron towards the fireplace.

Once everyone was in the Ministry Atrium they made their way to the check-in point. Once everyone's wands were weighed, and tags were given they made their way to Courtroom Ten. Ron could believe what some of the people were saying at the check-in station.

"Can you believe it, Angie. Dr Fate will be here in PERSON fro Sirius Black's trial." An elderly witch in violet coloured robes was saying to a younger witch who looked a little bit older than Bill.

"I know Gran," the young blonde said with a wide smile. "I hope Arcanist is here as well. Can you believe it though? Because of her, we are being recognised as a part of the United Kingdom once again. Sure there is some fine work needing to be done with Ireland, but even they understand the need for only one school of magic for both islands." Angie said with this bright smile.

"Your only saying that because you think she's cute." Angie's Gran said with a disparaging look on her face.

"I will stay loyal to my husband, but a girl can always fantasize a bit," Angie said with a slight blush.

"Oh God Angie."

"You brought it up, Gran..." Angie said as she walked away.

As the Weasley Clan had their wands checked Ronald wondered why even the guard behind the Security Wizard was impressed that Supergirl, Arcanist, and Dr Fate were going to be here. What was it this whore needs her girlfriend here to protect her? He doubted that the cunt had used an Unforgivable on the 'heroine', but if she did it would be found out today. If she had Ron will through himself an 'I told you so' party. His family would have to eat a lot of crow at that point, and he would feel so pleased with that point.

What shook him out of this feeling of joy was someone jostling him out of his own head. He looked around and found that he was standing in the public viewing area. Ron took his seat next to Fred and Ginny. He wanted to know how after meeting those two 'heroes' Ginny could be so enamoured with them only after meeting them once. There was no way someone could be so 'noble' and not have a reason for doing it. No one really does something for the betterment of others without a reason. His father made that bill to protect the muggles not because it was the RIGHT thing to do. No, he did it because he found muggles fascinating. If he didn't protect them a wizard would one day wipe them out, and he would not have something to wonder about. So, if they were anything like everyone else they were doing this for some bigger reason and more than likely it was a darker reason.

The sound of a gavel hitting a sound block pulled Ron out of his thoughts. He looked around and saw that the room was now filled to the brim. He was also curious about some people standing off in the right-hand side of the public viewing area. They had these weird kind of hats on both of the peoples head. One of them, a bloke who stood about a couple of inches taller than Bill, was standing behind a weird box-shaped thing that had some kind of telescope coming from the back end of it. Was he that poor sight that he needed it to see what was going on. This made him really glad he had magic. The other person had this weird thing attached to her 'hat'. It jutted maybe six inches out from a little piece of fabric coming away from the thing covering her ear. Ron wondered what the hell that was for. He wanted to know that this bird was saying right now. He felt the ring on his finger warm-up for a second. The next thing he knew he could no longer hear his mother going on about Arcanist and her 'girlfriend'. He could now hear someone speaking to someone else, but he couldn't see who she was talking to. Once she said one thing he knew this was a muggle wireless thing. They were broadcasting to the muggle world.

"Yes Jerry, this will be the first time the magical government has allowed any non-magic user into the Ministry of Magic. I mean it is an honour really to be here to view how they deal with a trial for treason and mass murder. It's just a shock really to learn that that gas explosion back in 2001 near the Piccadilly Circus was caused by a wizard trying to frame another man." There was about a minutes worth of silence before she said anything else. "No, Jerry Minister Fudge was not in charge at that time, and the Minister at the time was told by the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to just throw Mr Black in jail. Now why Minister Millicent Bagnold went along with this horrendous idea is unknown to me. I've heard she's been arrested for violation of Mr Blacks common law rights. To think that a man can be in jail for over a decade without even a trial is unsettling to me."

Ron nodded at her ideals. He didn't know how civilized muggles really were, but given how offended she was by what happened to Sirius. To think that Barty Crouch Sr thought he would get away with it made Ron a little more than angry. He was going to get revenge for Sirius and Violet for this disgusting action. He would use his new tools to achieve this goal. If Voldemort did return to life Ron would use his new tools and power to help Violet beat the vile bastard.

The sound of the Minister's voice pulled his mind away from his focus on his prize. At this moment the ring stopped feeling warm. "Members of the Wizengamot, ladies, and gentlemen I would like this court into order. We are here to hear the testimony of Lady Lily Evans Potter regarding the so-called conviction of Sirius Orion Black. I would also like to point out that we are now being broadcast to the Muggle World for the first time." The Minister gestured to the woman and man that he had been listening to a moment ago. So that explains what they were doing. Anything she said was being broadcast to someone's telly, and the image had to be coming from that guy's telescope thingy. The Minister looked over to a woman with a rather stern look on her face. The monocle she was wearing didn't endear her to him at all. "Madam Bones did your search of our records bring up any information about a hearing concerning Mr Black?"

The woman wearing the monocle stood up at this point. "No Minister Fudge, we did not find anything other than an arrest record, the statement from a witness from the scene, and very flimsy documentation of the evidence at the scene, and the magic detected at the scene."

"How flimsy Madam Bones?" asked a very familiar voice to Ron. His gaze turned to Lucius Malfoy. He glared at him with an intense desire to make him feel pain. Sadly he felt neither of his rings. They did not heat up. Nor did the mask do anything when he asked it to do something.

The sound of Bones' voice pulled him away from the blonde ponce. "Mr Malfoy if Mr Pettigrew had actually been killed we should have found more than just a single finger especially if there was an explosion big enough to rip apart a good chunk of a muggle street. If you found one finger near a car it has been my experience you should be able to find other parts further away."

"So, we are responsible for imprisoning an innocent man?!" Screamed old Algie Longbottom.

"It would seem that way, Lord Longbottom." Minister Fudge with a sombre look on his face. "I made a mistake a few months back in trusting someone who I now know to have a grudge against Mr Black and Professor Lupin. So, I will not repeat this mistake by listening to your concerns Mr Malfoy."

"But Minister you must understand what this would do to our world?" Malfoy shot back in a rather heated voice.

"It would right a wrong Malfoy now sit down!" Algie Longbottom screamed back in response. "We are not asking them to put you back on trial here you damn arsehole!"

Minister Fudge banged his gavel on the soundboard once more. "Algie calm down." Fudge looked to the doors. "Bring in the accused, and his defence solicitor."

The door into the courtroom opened allowing Sirius and his solicitor into the courtroom, a gentleman in violet robes with jet black hair. Ron thought the man's choice in robes was bad on shire principal. The two of them were followed into the courtroom by Dr Fate, Supergirl, and Arcanist. The appearance of Dr Fate alone stopped Ron in his tracks. Had it been just Supergirl he might have actually tried to deal with this menace right here and now had it just been the blonde. Arcanist was lucky today that was for sure. With a magic user of this calibre walking into the room made Ron's heart stand still.

He didn't want to change it now though. The power he could FEEL rolling of that being made him more than a little worried. He had been told that no-one had dawned the mask during the time Voldemort was running around, but even feeling this power Ron didn't know if he could stand up to the darkest wizard in history. Yet against himself, it would be no holds barred loss for Ron. So, he just sat there and watched Sirius walk to the defendant's chair. Sirius' solicitor at this point looked more than a little intimidated by the situation he now found himself in. It didn't make sense to Ronald for Lily to get Sirius an inadequate solicitor.

The Minister looked to the group of people. "Mr Black the charges being brought before you are treason, the mass murder of thirteen people, assisting in the murder of James Potter, assistance in the attempted murder of Violet Potter, and the memory tempering of Lily Potter. How do you plead?"

Sirius stood up from the chair as straight as a board. "Not guilty Minister Fudge."

The sound of a side door opening grabbed Ron's attention at this point. This man with nearly greyed black hair made his way into the room. He was wearing pinstriped robes. He stepped with kind 'I am better than you manner'. The way he cut his moustache made him feel more than a little uncomfortable. It took him a couple of seconds to realise that this was Mr Crouch. It looked like he was slightly out of place to him. There was this ever so slight glow to his eyes. There was something wrong with the man, but that was something that he didn't need to worry about right now.

"Mr Crouch you are here to represent the Crown. What is the evidence the Crown brings against Mr Black." Madam Bones asked.