It was difficult to leave behind pretty much everything that you knew, especially when you knew that there was going to be no turning back no. You pretty much had to start from scratch, from the ground up, and that took a special kind of person.

Harry Potter did it once, and he did it again, and to be honest, the first world that he left behind, he did so with pretty much no regrets. It astounded him how a lot of the people from the hidden community that he lived to manage to remember how to breathe without constant instruction.

The problem was that Harry had a lot of holes in his memory regarding that world, but he thought that it was for the best.

He was rather fuzzy on a lot of the details, but he managed to take down the person that killed his parents and then it was off, when they decided to make him the scapegoat for the fact that a bunch of so called respectable purebloods dropped dead, mostly because they were hardwired into his enemy's nervous system.

The chain reaction would have killed more and Harry knew that there was only one way to reverse the curse and that was to send him to another place, breaking the one final last link that madman had to that realm.

But that was then, and this was now, leaving the world that he left this time was much harder because he had a lot of people there that he liked, but naturally two of the people who he was closest enough would make things bearable.

"So, we're here," Karen said, much like Harry, she had been through this game once before. They made their way to a modest looking apartment in Metropolis.

"We need to find a place to set up until we can move forward," Helena said, she had not lost everything like these two had. She was not used to that, but she adapted to things rather easily.

"We need to find Patricia, she could have gone somewhere, anywhere," Karen said once again and Harry held her hand, understanding her pain.

"There's no sign of her…"

"Yes, that's the problem, isn't it, and hopefully she just arrived a bit before us, and she might be waiting for us, or maybe a bit after us and we'll find her," Harry said once again and Helena lifted up one of the tracking devices to continue the search the old fashioned way.

"There's no sign that she got through, but there's no sign that she didn't get through either," Helena said and once again Karen had to lift her hand and ram it into her face over and over again.

"Wonderful, paradox, just wonderful," Karen said. She hated these time travel paradoxes because they only proved to give her a headache.

That being said, as they found out the hard way, they couldn't stay here. It was a wonder that they had managed to drop down without causing too much of a ruckus.

Harry remembered when he went from Point A to Point B, as it all came back to him that he ended up in an abandoned office building, because that hidden community didn't exist. Therefore a mundane, normal office building existed in its place.

"We need a place to stay, we need money….. we have enough of that to get by for a few months, but we need more," Helena said and Harry nodded.

"Right, we need identification….. that shouldn't be too much of a problem, with a little slight of hand, and knowing the right people who won't ask too many questions," Harry told them.

"But your education, it's just gone… could you get that back, or are you pushing that too much?" Karen asked him once again and Harry pressed his hand underneath his jaw once again and closed his eyes.

He took a couple of minutes to mull it over in his mind.

"That will be painful, all of the work I had to do to do my doctorate….. but that's pushing past the limits what my limited amount of magic can do," Harry said to them and Helena offered a surprisingly optimistic statement.

"If you can do it before, you can do it again, and this time you can do it better," Helena told both of them and Karen and Harry nodded in agreement.

"And if I know Harry, he's going to do it better, no question about it," Karen said and Harry smiled once again, but he really wished that they did not have to make such an abrupt escape.

On the bright side, Harry had a lot more than he did after the last time he was here, which was the reason why he didn't trust banks at all. There were just too many problems with them, but that being said, he looked at the apartment sitting there.

'I really hate to take such a magical person approach about personal boundaries, but no one is living there, so it won't do any harm if we stay here for a couple of days,' Harry thought, flipping over various responses and ideas in his mind.

'I'm guessing that's our place, the one that we're going to stay,' Karen thought once again.

'Yes, if you want it to be,' Harry told her and she smiled, looking it over.

'Not bad, reminds me kind of my old apartment,' Karen said and Helena nudged her with a smile.

'That's because it is your old apartment, well not technically your old apartment, but….. it's in the same place if you really look at things,' Helena thought.

'This universe might just be a near carbon copy of the last one… except for STARR, that isn't there,' Karen thought, and she was certain that there were other differences.

'But a big old abandoned building that we can rebuild it is,' Harry thought, he considered a few things for the future. The possibilities were endless and he prepared for them.

'All we need to take….. well, some things never change,' Karen said, her eyes averting to the LuthorCorp building that was in the middle of Metropolis….. but she paused.

'It hasn't been moved to another area, has it?' Harry asked once again and Karen shook her head.

'Then it's the old LuthorCorp, where he moved into the bigger one…. right after he took over from his father,' Karen thought, and it did give them a general timetable of where they stood.

'So, is this some kind of alternate universe where Lionel Luthor never died in an accident?' Helena slowly suggested.

'Maybe he discovered birth control before Lex was born,' Karen thought and both of her spouses gave her a rather curious look. 'What? I'm just saying!'

'I know, I know,' Harry said, patting her on her shoulder once again and Karen let her breath out in a long sigh.

The door was locked, but Helena already had a method to open the door.

X-X-X

"Well, it will do for now," Karen said with a smile. Then again, as Helena said, this was just like her old apartment, which was her home away from home from the Swann estate, which she would miss.

She got all of the data on the various Kryptonian artifacts, the one that they couldn't liberate, with any luck; they might be able to find them again. Providing if they existed that was.

"It will have to do until we find a way to reestablish ourselves in this world," Harry said and he waited. "Helena was going to snoop around, see if she could find a newspaper, because that's the best way to find out what's been going on here."

"There is also the Internet," Karen said in a half teasing manner to her husband and Harry slowly turned towards her.

"There is the Internet, providing we'd have a connection to it," Harry told her and Karen crossed her arms over her chest, looking a bit huffy but nevertheless, pressed on despite the problems.

"So, I've got to ask the obvious question…"

"Are there other versions of us in this world?" Harry asked her and Karen opened her mouth. She pouted when Harry stole the question out of her mouth.

"Well, yeah but…"

"I don't know, this world seems similar enough to the world that we left on the surface, but at the same time, it might be very different, the universe could have the same coat of paint, but the mechanics that are going on the inside, they'd be slightly different," Harry said and once again Karen smiled at him.

"Makes…. sense," Karen said, not sure what she was going to say, but she was kind of caught off guard.

Helena returned once again, carrying a newspaper clipping in her hand.

"Couldn't find a newspaper, but I found this clipping left out in the hallway…. it's about my father, and it was from the last week, he's still alive in this universe," Helena said. She parked herself down next to Harry.

"So, that could potentially answer the question of whether or not that there's a younger version of…."

"My father didn't settle down until he was well into his thirties with my mother," Helena told them and Harry nodded. "And by settling down….. he only went out for half of the night to patrol as opposed to the full night, at least half of the time."

"And the other half of the time?" Karen asked and Helena smirked.

"Business as usual," Helena told her and Karen whistled rather calmly and shifted her arms underneath her breasts. "The fact is….. he's around my age at this point, so he's just returning from his tour around the world."

"That doesn't mean anything though," Harry said and Karen smiled.

"No, it doesn't," Helena agreed, wondering what Karen was smiling about. "But if we hear rumors that there is a mysterious vigilante patrolling around Gotham City, then we'll know."

"Well, that would pretty much confirm things, won't you….. I could still be in the Dam right now, maybe we should go check?" Karen asked and Harry also leaned in to hear her response. "I didn't come to Earth until almost three years ago from my perspective so…."

"Yes, we'll check, but we'll do so in the morning," Harry offered swiftly; he had a few things that he had to take care of and naturally he needed to get them identification and get them enrolled, so they could begin to set their business back up from the ground up.

And there was also the Luthor thing, Harry wasn't going to let them go unwatched, but it appeared that Luthor Senior was still in charge. Whether or not that was much better, that much would be up for debate.

"So, I might have a younger self here somewhere, Helena likely doesn't….. what about you?" Karen asked her.

Harry shrugged, he didn't really want to deal with a younger version of himself, or, more likely, he didn't want to deal with all of the baggage that came along with dealing with a younger version of himself.

That being said, he would feel a lot better about this when he figured out where everything lied.

"He crossed dimensional barriers, to a world where he didn't exist, didn't he?" Helena asked, pushing the ball back into Harry's hands.

"So many variables that I'm not going to even piece together, we'll worry about the one person who could potentially exist here, and then we could worry about the fact that a counterpart may or may not exist here," Harry said, he did not necessarily put it off. "But as for your father, well his nocturnal activities might be the same, or he might have decided to be a Chimney Sweep."

Karen could not help but spit out the drink that she was drinking at the table. "A Chimney Sweep, excuse me?"

"Well, you never know," Helena added, but she somehow doubted it. Unless her father was lucky not to have his parents shot before his very eyes at the age of eight, which it was looking depressingly like it was the case. It wouldn't be Bruce Wayne if he didn't have any life that was colored with tragedy after all.

"We're going to get enrolled and ready to go, find a more permanent base, and find a way to get some money flowing in," Harry said with a smile.

There was a list of treasures that he might be able to look up for some added money, if they were in the same place they were. But this new world could have new treasures, he'd worry about that when he worried about that.

X-X-X

"Okay, I'm going to have to give this costume up as a lost cause," Karen said, looking at her Supergirl costume and sighing. She felt extremely nostalgic. "Granted, it's a name and a costume that I outgrew about a year ago, but still, I guess I was holding onto it, because I was being sentimental."

"Brand new world, you can start anew," Harry said, his key still worked and they were moving things into the Lair, which transcended dimensions. He tested going in first to make sure he wasn't going to go out in the old universe, because going back to what the Earth was before, that would be kind of bad.

"I know, you've got the identification papers, right?" Karen asked him and Harry smiled and slapped them into the palm of her hand so she could see them.

She looked them over, Harry looked over her, as she looked over his work, but the blonde did not seem to be complaining too much when she did this.

"Nice, very, nice," she said with a smile and Helena joined them seconds later.

"Registered us to school, same classes….. well for Karen, Harry and I are going to have to start college all over again," Helena informed them. She didn't really seem too bothered with it, because like Harry, she saw it as a challenge to start all over again. "It's going to be weird not being responsible for a major company…"

"Well, you're not responsible for a major company yet, but when we gain our footing here, we should be set up, in the meantime…. we've got a modest little apartment in Metropolis, we've got the Lair here, pretty soon we'll be able to buy where the STARR labs were supposed to be in this world, although, we're going to have to act quickly," Harry said and Karen raised her eyebrow.

"This is new news to me, what's happening?" Karen asked him and Harry was only too happy to enlighten her on the latest news.

"Luthor Senior is looking to build a new LuthorCorp facility there…"

"LuthorCorp can't go where STARR Labs should be, that's…. that's just…. that just shouldn't happen."

Karen crossed her arms together and she gave a prominent scowl in response, much to the amusement of Harry and Helena.

"Calm down, you know that I'm not going to let anyone with the name Luthor get his mitts on anything that is rightfully ours….."

"What about SLO?" Helena asked and Harry smiled. "Did you check to…"

"Yes, I did, and I also have that on my list of things to buy up, I did like my old office, on the corner, it overlooked the rest of the city you see," Harry said and both of them smiled once again. "So classes start tomorrow, and we'll be back to….. well, we'll have plenty to do to keep our minds off of the fact that we're in a brand new world."

"We rebuild, once again."

Karen hated to have to do this, and they had been here for a few days, but there was no sign of the fourth member of their party. She started to get extremely agitated by her inability to locate Patricia.

"So, I looked around the area of the dam," Helena said and Karen looked at her.

"You did…. what did you find…"

"Nothing of any value, not even any meteor rocks, which makes me think that if there is another you here, they got here in a different way," Helena said and she shook her head. "I did find some information about something interesting when I went into Smallville though."

Karen was despondent about this news, but what her sister wife said snapped her back into reality. "So, is this the best type of interesting that makes you want to cheer, or the bad type of interesting that makes you want to….."

"Well, you be the judge," Helena said, handing Karen all of the press cuttings.

The news article of "Blur saves dozens from collapsing bridge." stuck out right in front of her. Then other news articles were that Blur saves people from a burning building, and Blur saves journalist from terrorists was also printed once again.

"The most reliable eyewitness accounts state that the Blur is a female between the ages of nineteen and twenty two," Karen read looking over one of the articles and she blinked. This caught her completely off guard. "Huh."

"Do you think that it might be you?" Harry asked her.

"Maybe," Karen said. She thought that she would go for something a little bit more public and dramatic but then again, that was just her to be honest. "I'm sure that if we're around Metropolis, we might run into this Blur sometime."

"She does seem to be keeping one step ahead, whoever she is," Helena said once again and Harry smiled, looking at the screen.

"Well, that's useful information, but not nearly as useful as what I just found out about LuthorCorp, seems to be me like there's more than a few changes," Harry said, bringing up the information on the information on the screen.

Karen stepped forward and looked at the information on the screen, letting out an impressive whistle when she saw what was in front of her.

"So, I see," she whispered intensely focusing her gaze on the screen sharply and Harry smiled, but he didn't really completely turn back towards her.

"Yes, you do see," Harry agreed with her, brushing his dark hair out of his eyes. That could change the dynamic of everything.

"But it doesn't matter, we have a big day tomorrow, and the sooner we can get our degrees back the better."

"I almost got my first one," Karen said in despair and Harry got up, leaning forward, and stroked his wife on the cheek.

"I know, I know," Harry said to her, he couldn't avoid making the trip to Great Britain for too much longer, to check up to see if he existed in some form or another. But first, some research.

He programmed the computer to do the necessary research, which he would check back on after his classes tomorrow.

"That kind of takes all the fun out of it, don't you think?" Helena asked him.

"I don't rely on it for everything, but when time is of the essence, we have to cut corners," Harry said and there was also their mystery Blur, but one thing at a time.

X-X-X

"So I've finally got some good news for a change," Harry told both of his wives the next day after the tests had come back.

"Really, it's about time," Karen said, she hated having been pushed in such a depressed state, because she had always looked on the brighter side of light.

"Last time I crossed dimensions….. well, let's just say that my abilities were limited to the point where I couldn't use any of my powers for about six months or so," Harry said and both of them nodded, they recalled him explaining this to them. "And they've been slowly building up to the point where it was at with my first maturity…"

Harry made sure that they were following it and both of them nodded. He was glad that they were on the path to understanding where he was coming from.

"It wasn't the universal jump that did it last time, it was the means of how I got over there," Harry said and Helena hung on every word that he said. "Which makes a lot of sense considering how I got here….. it killed pretty much every single person that passed through it."

"And why did you think that was a good idea?" Karen asked and Harry shrugged, looking very nonchalant.

"Desperate times call for desperate actions," Harry told her once again and the blond eyed him anxiously.

Helena kept her eyes on Harry's and gave him a slight shake of her head. "Exactly how desperate were you?"

"Very," Harry said in complete dead pan before he completely moved forward on the subject. "That being said, my powers were exactly what they were when I measured them a week before I left. So they didn't bounce back down."

"But they didn't go up either?" Karen asked.

"I'm waiting to see what happens on my twenty first birthday, because there's a third maturity that's there, after fourteen and seventeen being the first two," Harry said with a smile. "Some get an initial maturity at the age of eleven, so they have four….."

"Were you one of the fortunate ones?" Helena asked and Harry smiled.

"You know, given the circumstances of my childhood, I never really figured out how that worked."

His magic was half used to protect relatives who wouldn't spit on him if he was on fire. And the problem was that it wasn't quite done with malicious actions, but rather, it was done because the person who did it was senile.

Given that he ended up getting killed by a polyjuiced double of an old friend that he couldn't figure out was a fake, Harry didn't really bother thinking about him. All of the questions that left unanswered even to the grave, along with no answers.

"Not to abort this trip down memory lane, but you were doing something else aren't you?" Karen reminded him.

Harry did remember once again and he was searching all over the globe for any teleportation tracks. The ones that would have been done from a machine and inter-dimensional type as well.

"Patricia hasn't shown up yet," Harry said and Karen looked at him, with him, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into an embrace.

"Start with the bad news…"

"But that doesn't mean that she can't arrive here just yet," Harry chimed in, cutting off Karen's protests with a finger on her lips and the blonde blinked. "I was looking at how we entered this dimension and it was very strange."

"It says here that we hit a temporal flux when we tried to go through….. thus we arrived on an alternate Earth and in the past as well," Helena said and Harry smiled in response.

"Exactly," Harry said, the plot thickened and it should prove to be interesting to see what other surprises they found when time went on.

"So, if we got bounced off everywhere, then….. well that doesn't really make any sense, does it?" Karen asked and Harry turned towards her, asking her why that didn't make any sense. "I mean, Patricia, she was right behind us…"

"I might have the answer to that as well," Harry told them. "The meteors were due to hit around the time we left, so they might have started to rain down after they got through the portal."

"So, they started to rain down and they knocked the portal off balance, that's just great," Karen said with a long sigh and a scowl to match. She really wished that she could find where she was, and she was taking it as an insult.

"As you know, time-space travel is kind of tricky."

Harry once again did not need tell her, but he really wanted to drive home the point. He did also remember how Patricia said that there was a chance that only three people could be safely sent through once again.

"Yes, we've figured that out right away," Helena said.

Harry didn't want to deal with all of the worst case scenarios. She might still be traveling through the inter-dimensional field and would end up here in a few months, he hoped so.

Hope was something that he held, but it was more likely that she had ended up on the other side on another universe. He really hoped that wasn't the case, but it was very likely.

Or she transported a thousand years into the past or a thousand years into the future.

"So did you find the other you?" Karen asked once again. "If the other you exists…"

Harry wondered when that was coming up and he held the data once again before him. This proved to be an interesting opportunity.

"Yes, but….. well things could get interesting," Harry told her and Karen corked her eyebrow at him once again.

"How interesting?" Karen asked him and Harry placed the document right out underneath her nose.

Both read it and both had to agree that things would get interesting really soon.

X-X-X

Harry really hoped to never be in this awful, wretched place again, and it still gave him the creeps. He arrived at Number Four Privet Drive and took a step up the drive. It unsettled him greatly the closer he approached.

The perfectly mowed lawn gave him a sense of the creeps, there wasn't a weed in sight, the house looked clean and even. Every house looked at the same, every yard looked the same, and pretty much everything looked the same.

It was early in the evening and Harry thought about wearing the most outlandish clothes possible, but he decided that he wouldn't meet the scene.

The monitoring spells that was on the barrier of the neighborhood were obvious, but they had a flaw. They only set the alarm off when someone magically popped in and tried to harm the people who were in the house.

Harry gave a lengthy sigh once again and he reached forward, knocking at the door once again. He knew that this had the potential to get extremely ugly when he opened that door.

Ideally, he would have liked to get out of this without bloodshed, because he detested cleaning up. That was really dependent on how lippy the Dursleys got and how much they cooperated with them.

Harry wanted to deal with them the least amount possible.

There was the sound of footsteps and the door opened up. He came face to face with Petunia Dursley, who staggered back.

She saw a carbon copy of James Potter, with Lily's eyes, and that was terrifying. She opened her mouth to scream.

Harry placed his hand over her mouth.

"Don't be a drama queen," Harry whispered her and he removed his hand from her mouth slowly when it was obvious that she wouldn't scream. "You are the legal guardian of Alexandra Lily Potter, are you not?"

Petunia looked at him with thinly veiled contempt flashing through her eyes. That being said, she gave him a rough nod in response.

"It wasn't by choice, I can tell you that much," Petunia said, or rather she practically spat once again at him. "He seems to think that he can just… you do realize that…. just who are you anyway?"

Petunia looked extremely flustered once again.

"Someone that may make your life just a little bit easier, if you allow me to," Harry replied to her and Petunia looked back up at him, very intrigued with what he was saying. "All you have to do is sign this, and you don't have to worry about them again…"

"You do realize that he'll have his ways of finding out, because…" Petunia said once again.

"Is your husband home?" Harry asked and she shook her head.

"No…. he's not…. he's off on business, he won't be back until the end of the week," Petunia stammered when she looked around all paranoid. "You know, we didn't have any choice in the matter."

"Yes, I realize that, but you should have treated her better," Harry said and she cringed.

"I look back at her, and you know what I see?" Petunia hissed at him, but she relaxed her attitude when she saw this young man's glare back at her.

If looks could kill, she'd be deader than dead.

"You see your sister and the fact that you could never measure up to her, it's time to let go of your teenage jealous and grow a spine, Petunia," Harry told her and the woman blinked at him once again. "Trust me, I can make this easier for you or I can make this harder for you, the choice is yours. The real question is what do you want to do?"

"Give me the paper, and I'll sign it," Petunia replied in response. "I'll sign everything….. her powers….. I've never seen anything like it… it's just not natural."

"There are a lot of things out that there aren't natural but they are, and locking your own niece in a cupboard underneath the stairs is one of them," Harry said and Petunia blanched.

"Cupboard…..we didn't…..we just keep her in her room….it's small but it's not a bloody cupboard," Petunia said rather heated tone. "Where did you….."

"Sign this, and your troubles will be done, and you'll be done with that world?" Harry asked.

Petunia wondered where he was getting his information.

"What world?" Petunia asked once again.

"Your sister Lily, she was a witch, wasn't she?" Harry asked her.

"You know, I might not have gotten along with my sister, but I'm going to have to insist that you don't call her names," Petunia said in a fairly heated voice.

"Things are a bit different then I thought then," Harry said, but he had a sense that Petunia lied about some things. He couldn't be bothered by that, rather he had a couple of surprises that he should lie for anyone who came calling.

"My sister, she was adopted by my parents, she met some government agent named Potter… they worked in some British intelligence, top secret, so obviously I didn't know, their boss was some guy named Dumbledore," Petunia said to him and she cringed. "He could have been one of those…. people you referred to for all I know….."

"I see," Harry answered once again, things were different.

"Some of them had extraordinary powers….. Lily was infected by the meteors that rained down when ten years old, her immune system was all out of whack," Petunia said, wondering why she was volunteering all of this information. "And….."

"Just tell me where your niece is….."

"She has the same powers that Lily does, she can move things with her mind, I can't deal with it, Dumbledore put her here….. I think he might have died, he was pretty old, older than dirt," Petunia said and when she realized her babbling got ignored she pressed on. "I'm sure that you can handle it um, whoever you are."

"My name is Harry Potter."

"Potter, just like the one that Lily married, but you have her eyes," Petunia said, she wondered what was going on, but at the same time, she didn't want to know.

"Sign here, and I'll deal with the rest, trust me…"

"She's upstairs," Petunia said, wondering if he had thought the worst of what happened.

It was a good thing that Vernon wasn't here, because it might have ended badly for him.

"Alexandra, you have a visitor," Petunia said, and she knocked on the door, where it opened on its own accord.

There was a seven year old girl in the middle of the room and she looked up at him.

"This is Harry, he'll take you away to let you understand what's happening to you."

"It's because I'm a freak, isn't it?" she asked.

"No, not at all, I'll explain," Harry said once again, and he held the package out to Petunia. She took it with a question in her eyes. "If Dumbledore ever calls upon, give him this, and I'll need your signature here to make this binding."

Harry tucked the young girl underneath his arm, she was wide eyed and wanting anything to get out of here, knowing that any place had to be better.

"Where are we going?" she asked him.

Harry smiled at his younger, but female counterpart who looked hopeful despite of the indifference she lived with. "Home."

Petunia didn't want to tell Harry that Vernon didn't go away on business; he died because he tried to kill Alexandra because of her freakish abilities. The nerve endings in Petunia's right hand wouldn't work properly anymore after she got caught in the crossfire.

But something told her that he might have guessed.

To Be Continued on September 5th, 2014.

This chapter is what we like to call a necessary transitional chapter. Might not be the most exciting chapter.

So we have Harry and a younger female version of himself as opposed to the female being older. Her arrival will hopefully make sense later. Or at least it will when I figure out where certain plans align.

The Harry Potter World doesn't exist, despite a version of Harry Potter existing. Thank God for that. You don't know how much headaches that baggage gave me in the first series.

So, people may be guessing that I'm inferring something regarding something, even though I've pretty much made no secret about this happening for some time. Yes, I know, I'm vague, but I kind of don't want to spoil it out hand for the people who haven't picked up by Anvil Sized hints.

Next chapter there's a time skip, this just transitions into that. Until then.