It was Halloween at Hogwarts, and Harry was hard at work on a project, refusing to go to the Great Hall for dinner. Only his family knew why, with the Technomancers having a small feeling. Harry didn't want to see anyone as he worked on a concept his mother was working on before her death at the hands of Riddle. He typed in a sequence into his personal laptop and ran a simulation. He waited a few minutes before the words 'Simulation Failed' popped up on his screen. Harry sighed and chucked his water bottle away with a grunt of frustration.

"You should watch where you're throwing things," said Daphne as she walked into the Bunker. In the two months since school started, the Technomancers had converted Lily Potter's Bunker into a training area and test lab for whatever inventions the Mechanists cooked up.

"Sorry. I just want to complete my birth mother's concepts and ideas on this day. Only connection I have to her. Everyone only seems to have stories about my father. No one seems to want to share any memories of my mother."

"I think that's the first time you didn't put birth in front of mother when describing her."

"I tend to do that a lot, don't I?"

"And I get why." She pulled up a chair and sat next to him. "Professor MacGrath adopted you and you've gotten used to calling her Mum. But Lily Potter was your mum as well. If only until Riddle found your family." She took his hand.

"Am I interrupting," asked Susan from the door.

"Not really," said Daphne. "Harry was just frustrated, and I came here to find him."

"Guess that makes two of us. The two betrothed girls in his inner circle."

"Frankly, I'm surprised Luna isn't here."

"She said I needed to spend time with you two. I've been hanging around the Technomancers more than you. We haven't really gotten to know each other. Guess she knew you'd be checking on me."

"Sounds about right," said Susan with a chuckle.

"Oh," said Daphne. "Speaking of Technomancy. Mum and Dad finally messaged me back. Astoria is a Technomancer."

"Do they know which variant?"

"Not yet. They don't know about the eye color thing. Which, how would the Beta lines show up for blue eyed people like myself and Story?"

"White outline," said Harry. He activated Schematic and leaned in close to give her a look at the circuit lines. She vaguely noticed the white outlines he described.

"Huh."

"They're subtle enough and faint enough that many people miss them."

"My father wants to know when you'd be able to come to Greengrass Manor and start teaching Story."

"I can go this weekend if they've gotten some modern equipment."

"They said they've gotten a few. Basic lighting and a computer. No internet, yet. There are no providers for the Magical UK yet."

"Yet. Izzy said we're setting one up soon. Where do you live?"

"I think either Professor MacGrath or Professor Daniels can find out from the Headmaster."

"You know, you can call them by their names."

"It just seems weird," said Susan. She blushed. "Earlier your mother told me she'd be fine with being called 'Mom' later down the line."

"And she's hinting she likes you enough that she hopes we continue on with the engagement."

"Still a bit early for that, isn't it," asked Daphne.

"I don't think she cares," said Susan with a smile.

"That's Mom for you. Making plans so far down the line, you can't tell where they end."

"How's your uncle doing," asked Daphne.

"Nervous. First Sons activity has died down in New Marais. Normally that means they're planning something big. But with their expansion to other countries, it begs to question what the Commander is planning."

"You don't have to worry about that," said Susan. "Leave it to your uncle and Ms. Kuo for now. Focus on school for now."

"I would, if I could get this idea working."

"What is it," asked Daphne.

"It's supposed to be a temporary synthetic magic supplement. My birth mother thought she could find a way to grant people, like her sister, magic. If only for a day or so. But I'm having trouble figuring out how to do this. She was having the same problems. It's been proven that magical potions can affect No-Maj people on a smaller scale than Magicals. Mom thought there was a way to grant them magic so that, if they ever needed a magical potion's assistance, this would help speed things along."

"Isn't that kind of dangerous," asked Susan. "There are conservative Mages who wouldn't like that idea."

"Well they may not have much choice for long. Operation Lift the Veil is already underway. The States have already started reporting new strange heroes who can rebuild damaged buildings from First Son attacks in seconds. Japan has reported strange glyphs appearing on buildings where Yakuza were suspected to have been hiding with tips that criminal activities have been discovered. Similar reports are being made all over the world. The countries with the least are still here, Brazil and Romania. But it looks like, because of the contributions made by the Technomancers, Brazil is slowly complying."

"This is actually happening? Magic is slowly being revealed to the world?"

"Yeah. And we hope that the world will be ready in about two years if the First Sons really are trying to reveal magic. But mom just reminded me of a major obstacle we need to try and deal with when it happens."

"That being…?"

"Religion. There are fanatics who would view magic as Paganistic and therefor Satanic. They'd publicly berate Mages and start up modern Witch Hunts."

"Can't have that," said Daphne. "I like not being lynched for using magic."

"How's it going with here," asked Susan.

"It's slow going. The people you're aunt have chosen to do this can be counted on both hands. And the incidents have been limited to just the Wizarding World. Which is good, but it means even the criminals are taking the Statute seriously. Which is odd."

"Not really," said Susan. "Since Riddle and Grindelwald, the Ministry has been a lot more harsh on people who break the Statute."

"How harsh?"

"Azkaban," said both girls.

"That seems like overkill for something like that."

"They've become uber paranoid," said Daphne. "And it'll only get worse before it gets better."

"If it ever does," said Susan.

"It will," said Harry. "I'll make sure of it."

"You can't do everything yourself."

"Has to be me. Someone else will fuck it up."

"Someone's got superiority problems," said Daphne.

"Blame that walrus of a man I was forced to call 'Uncle'. Bastard gave me shit for doing things correctly when his idiot son, may he rest in peace, messed up."

"Why do you wish your cousin rests," asked Susan.

"He didn't deserve what happened to him because of Vernon. He wasn't mean, at least not more than a six year old would be. He was just stupid at times. And Vernon of course didn't like when I showed my intelligence. Dudley was average. Vernon was fucking evil. Rot in Hell, Bastard."

"Didn't he have a sister," asked Daphne.

"Marge the Barge. She's spending time in prison for child endangerment, animal cruelty, fraud, and assault on a police officer. Apparently, when she was being arrested, she'd learned about Vernon's death, blamed me, swore to kill me and had her dog attack one of the police after her while she tased one of the others. Haven't heard anything about her since."

"What are you going to do if she gets out."

"When," said Susan.

"That's provided she doesn't die in prison."

"I'll handle her if that comes to happen," said Harry. "And she'll have a hard time accusing a known hero of murder. Not once have I ever killed someone on purpose. There's video evidence of that. And there's been an autopsy report. Heart attack due to stress and poor health. No odd chemicals found in his system, no poisons. The only thing that was noted was that wire marks were on his body, but surprisingly Aunt Petunia came through, claiming the wires were used to hold Vernon back from attacking Isabel who claimed the same thing."

"Why did she do that? I thought she didn't care."

"It was to avoid questions."

"Have you heard from her," asked Susan.

"No. It's better that way. She was not a family person. She liked to pretend she was, but she spoiled her son and neglected her nephew. And the nephew she neglected is now known around the world as a superhero. Karma is a bigger bitch than Marge's dogs."

"Be careful it doesn't affect you," said Daphne. "You're attitude affects Karma as well."

"I know. Padma likes to remind me, so my head doesn't grow too big for me to carry."

"You're pretty close to her, aren't you?"

"Other than Sakura, Padma and Hermione were the first real friends I made. And already they started playing the parts of my moral compass."

"And what about us," asked Susan.

"Simple. Daphne is the rebellious one. In the two months we've known each other she's definitely motivated me to work on my more… questionable projects."

"You're welcome," said Daphne with a grin.

"And you're the voice of reason, Susan. Where Hermione and Padma keep me levelheaded and Daphne makes me adventurous, you know when to get me to stop and breathe. Thank you, both of you."

"You're welcome." The girls blushed lightly as he smiled at them.

"I think that's enough talking about my life. I want to know more about yours. What your lives were like while growing up."

"Why don't you start, Susan," said Daphne. "My life hasn't been all that exciting."

"Ok. You both know how I'd been raised by Aunt Amelia. But you don't know how that came to be. When I was about two, I was living with my parents. There was a family trip, but I was sick. Aunt Amelia volunteered to take care of me. Fate is a cruel mistress. My dad had apparently stood up against the Death Eater Remnants one too many times. They were trying to send a message to anyone who thought like him. My family was killed, then and there. Me and my Aunt were spared only because I got sick." Harry noticed tears were starting to form in her eyes and took her hand in his. She smiled appreciatively. "Auntie told me I shut down after that. Not even two years old and already, I was overcome with crippling grief. I barely had a concept of life and death, but I knew I'd never see them again. I didn't know how to process it. I admire Aunt Amelia. Not only did she try and help me work through my grief, a child who wouldn't properly know how to describe their feelings, but she also worked through her own feelings of grief and betrayal. All without anyone to help her. I don't think I'll ever be as strong as she is."

"You already are. Merlin. Both of you are strong. Not like me. Ever since I was a baby, I've had a silver spoon in hand. My parents tried to make sure I got everything I ever wanted. Me and Story both. I think it was about four years ago when I decided I didn't like it. I remember seeing how horribly someone was treated just because they weren't from a rich Noble family or even a Wizarding family. I knew I didn't want to be like that. I started working for everything I wanted, not just asking for it. Story started to follow my example soon after." She brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. "Mum and Dad were surprised, but glad I wasn't as spoiled as other children our age, despite everything. Guess they figured that I'd learn how to be independent eventually. Just not so soon."

"I think they were planning on teaching it to you from the start, they just hoped they'd have some help," said Harry. "My father's 'Dragon Alliance' was supposed to be a solidifying force, not just for the Wizarding World, but for our families. They were all so close, but one by one the heads started falling. My parents, Neville's, Susan's. I think they'd planned on raising us together, acting as support for one another. At least, from what my birth mother wrote in her journal, that's what it sounded like." Harry turned to his computer again. "Ever wonder what we'd be like if Riddle hadn't royally fucked with us?"

"Constantly," said Susan. "I'd still have my family. You would too."

"I don't think we'd be so different," said Daphne. "I'm sure we'd all just be brats without a care in the world. I think Harry would've even turned out like his father."

"Please don't say that," said Harry. "My father was a cruel child growing up. Constantly torturing the Slytherins, and namely Professor Snape, for the simple fact they were Slytherin. The only exceptions were probably your parents, Daphne."

"Them and Lord Davis. Though, in public, Dad mentioned he and James just avoided conflict unless a prank was aimed at all of the house. That led to a few fights."

"The thought of turning out like my father was is a mixed bag for me. Later in life he was a good man. But when he was my age, he was horrible." Harry gripped a wrench tightly. "And people continue to compare me to him. All because I look like him. My mother has never once gotten the recognition she deserved. But I'll make sure she does." He turned to the computer. "I just need to get this formula right."

"Maybe we can help," said Susan. "Auntie tutored me on Potions and Herbology for when I grow older. I've always wanted to be an Auror."

"I've been finding an interest in Herbology as well," said Daphne. "I'd prefer being a Medi-Witch. Always a respectable position."

"What about you, Harry."

"I don't know, really. After the Darkness is dealt with, I never really thought about what I would do. Sure, I could run DMT, but I've always been ready to do that. I don't know what else I'd do besides that."

"Well, you've got six years to figure it out," said Daphne. "We know you and the other Technomancers aren't going for Seventh Year."

"Unless we can make sure our magic is fully under control and won't be affected by excess stress."

"Could always try alternative medicines," suggested Luna. Daphne and Susan jumped as Harry looked up, seeing her floating upside down with a pair of Static Skates.

"I'm not getting high. And did you make those or steal from me and Padma again?"

"Made them. It was getting boring with Padma now ignoring me."

"How much of that did you hear," asked Susan.

"All of it." Luna floated to the computer and typed the flip screen command to turn it upside down. "You're birth mother was a genius, Harry. And so are you. You'll figure this out."

"Is that you being hopeful or coy," asked Daphne.

"That would be telling."

"You'll never get a straight answer from her," said Harry. "I've given up trying. Brilliant but frustrating."

"You know you love me." Luna kissed his cheek and floated up as Harry fixed the screen. He typed in another set of commands for the simulation and let it run before turning to Luna.

"That's still yet to be seen. Has there been any clue as to who the hell the Commander is?"

"No, just like the last few times you asked." She flipped right side up and dropped into his lap. "Somehow, I can't find a thing about him. Online or with the Gift. I don't know how and it's frustrating me. Bastard has somehow found a way to block the Gift."

"I thought that was impossible," said Daphne.

"My mother had a theory before she passed away. There's always new ways of countering magic. Centuries of Blood Feuds, rivalries, paranoia and dark ambitions have led to it. Why wouldn't someone have thought of a way to disrupt a Seer's Gift?"

"I'd have thought it'd be impossible. I mean it's seeing into the future," said Susan.

"Magical technology was impossible as well, but look at us," said Harry. For emphasis a mechanical arm behind Luna waved as Luna smiled at them. "We're able to do it."

"Wait," said Daphne. "What are the chances of someone developing a way to counter Technomancy?"

"High," said Luna. "Which is why Kessler probably got Technomancers into the public's eye in the first place, to discourage stopping the people seen as heroes. He really planned out everything."

"But how far is the question," said Harry. "He planted knowledge in my mind. Abilities to be unlocked after certain conditions are met. I don't know why he did it, or how he got it to work like that. But he did. Discovered it shortly after the Singapore Incident."

"Should we be worried," asked Daphne.

"I don't think so. He said it was supposed to prepare me." Harry held up his hand and a piece of scrap shot to it as he used electromagnetism to summon it. He coursed lightning to the scrap metal and altered it's form into a dagger. "And I'm inclined to believe him. Not once has he steered us wrong about what he wanted to do for certain situations. Empire City, to draw me and Cole out and give Technomancers the key to not hide from the public. New Marais, putting Cole to the test as well as me on occasion while also expanding the range to Pyro and Cryomancers like Nix and Lucy respectively. As of right now, we don't know what Singapore's objective was, but we will. The left behind information in my brain is to give me an edge and to help train us to understand our magic to the fullest extent possible. As for the Crate and the Voice, those we're still working on."

"Well for now," said Susan. "You need to get your mind off of this stuff. There has to be something you can do to distract yourself." Before Harry could respond a shrieking sounded outside. He ran outside and looked around before spotting a girl in the lake, lightning arcing from her body as she tried to get out. Harry ran over and stopped short as one of the bolts actually hurt him.

"What the hell?" Choosing to ignore whatever pain might come, Harry made his way to the girl. When he got to her, yellow lightning was coursing through both of them. Harry gritted his teeth and proceeded to drag her from the water He noticed something on her chest that was giving off the lightning. He reached out and pulled it off her, screaming as it latched on. That was when he realized what was happening. It wasn't giving off lightning, it was stealing his. "What is this thing?!"

"Do you like it," asked a woman as she rose from the water. She was wearing an Oni mask and a one piece body suit. She had long flowing black hair and had a crystal wand hanging from her belt. "It's a special magical device used to stop the lightning of a Storm Dragon by absorbing it completely. It's both a lure and a trap. I had a feeling it would work on someone like you."

"Who the hell are you?"

"You don't need to know, little Technomancer. All you need to do is die." She lifted her hands and water rose beside her before shooting out at Harry. Harry grunted as he felt the device drain him. He used as much power as he could muster and managed to Flash Step away from the oncoming torrents. He groaned as more of his electricity was drained.

"Harry," shouted Daphne as she and Susan, Luna close behind, ran outside and saw Harry in trouble.

"Stay back!"

"More people to play with," said the woman. "How fun."

"Who is this chick," asked Dean Thomas as he ran over. "I just saw her launch water at you like a hydrant!"

"She's an Aquamancer," said Harry. "Help me get this thing off."

"He touches it, he gets shock from it's discharge," said the woman as she walked over to him. "And speaking of discharge." A tentacle of water latched out and snagged Harry by the leg, another one snagging Luna before enveloping them both in water.

"Harry, Luna," shouted Susan.

"Dean," said Daphne. "Get the professors! Move, now!" Dean wasted no time and ran for the castle. The woman sent out a torrent to stop him only to see it frozen in place. She turned to Daphne and grunted as an Ice Shot glanced off her mask, dazing her long enough to drop the two young Technomancers. Harry and Luna gasped and scrambled away from the water, lightning arcing on their bodies slightly as their magic shorted out. Harry soon found himself dragged and stuck to the metal walls of the Bunker, his electromagnetism acting out as Luna covered her ears, radio signals being brought to her focus as her mind reached out and communicated with radio signals from Muggleborn mobiles.

"A Cryomancer. A unique one it seems. Tell me, girl, can you freeze as fast as I can attack?" Several blasts of water shot out at Harry as he struggled to get free from the wall. Daphne froze them and controlled them to maneuver them out of the way. She blasted Harry with a controlled blast, freezing the water on him before making a wall of ice between them and the Aquamancer. "That won't save you." Harry shivered as he dropped from the wall and Luna crawled to their side, deciding avoiding water would be a smart decision. Susan went to the girl Harry helped and brought her into the Bunker.

"Get this th-thing off me," said Harry as he held out his arm, the device attached to his arm.

"How do I do that," asked Daphne.

"Freeze it off," shouted Luna, trying to hear her own voice over the radio signals. "It should become brittle enough to break apart!" Daphne blasted the device with a constant stream of ice and Harry slammed it into the wall of the Bunker. It broke apart and Harry groaned as he shook his head, black spots in his vision from being drained now going away. He turned to Daphne as the teachers ran outside, McGonagall transfiguring a wall of stone to stop a torrent of water from hitting them.

"We need a way to stop her. She's basically a counter to all of the Technomancers. We can't get close."

"I can't do anything. I've only just started learning more advanced stuff from Lucy."

"Wait, Lucy. Cole can get her here."

"Can she even handle her?"

"What other choice do we have?" Harry groaned as one of Kessler's implanted knowledge activated. Harry blinked and turned to Daphne before pressing two fingers to her temple, Downloading information.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting an advantage." Harry used his newly found knowledge and formed a pillar of ice under his feet, shooting him into the air. He activated his Static Thrusters and hovered in the air before calling lightning onto himself. The woman stared up at him and sent a torrent of water at him, only for it to be frozen by Daphne and blasted by two magic bolts from the teachers. Daphne turned and spotted Isabel and Cindy aiming their wands from the sky to the woman as Isabel sent a Blood Bullet at her. She blocked it with a wall of water and found it frozen. She turned to Daphne to deal with her but saw a surprised look on the girls face. Thunder turned her gaze back to Harry as he hovered above her and lightning finally stopped striking him. Winds started blowing around him and Harry shouted out as he threw his hands forward, The area around the woman, as well as the woman herself, flash frozen. Harry dropped; his energy depleted.

"Harry," shouted Cindy as he fell out of the sky, the last thing Harry seeing before blacking out being a bright flash of light as lightning struck where the woman stood.

(Somewhere in America)

The Voice sat in his chair as a woman with long black hair and wearing an Oni mask Apparated into his meeting room. He tapped ash from his cigarette into an ashtray as she removed her mask. "So, how did he do?"

"He truly is something else," said the woman as she sat in a chair across from him, taking a swig of whiskey from an already prepared glass. "You didn't tell me he knew Cryomancy as well."

"He doesn't. At least, he didn't before you attacked."

"He learned it in an instant?!"

"More than likely from his Betrothed, Daphne Greengrass." He took a drag from his cigarette. "Technomancers have the ability to download knowledge from external sources. Machine and biological alike." He tossed a file to her that she caught and began to read. "And none are more proficient at it than MacGrath. Since I've been observing him, he's downloaded multiple fields of knowledge. Martial Arts, Magical Theory, Adaptive Thinking. Harry MacGrath was chosen by Kessler for a reason. I've yet to see the full reason myself. Is the drone operable?"

"It's how I got here."

"Then let's see how he defeated you." Harper pressed a button and a screen rose up and projected the recordings of her attack. He watched as Harry was stuck to the wall. "Electromagnetism Malfunction. So that's his Haywire. And it seems Ms. Lovegood, his Seer friend, receives radio signals when her magic Malfunctions."

"That is quite a debilitating weakness."

"True, which is why I had you stick to Aquamancy alone. A threat to them while they also prove a threat to you."

"Not too big of a threat when they know what they're fighting against. Clever, Harper." Harper watched as Daphne got Harry free of the wall and the device.

"No doubt Ms. Lovegood's suggestion. She's as bright as her Gift is annoying. Speaking of which."

"I know, I know. Here." She handed him back the crystal wand after waving it. Harper took it and waved it over himself before stuffing it back into his jacket. "You wouldn't happen to have another one lying around, would you?"

"Sorry. But no." He watched as Harry Downloaded from Daphne and shot into the air. "An Ice Pillar. Clever."

"So that's how he got up there so quickly."

"What's he doing here?" Harper pointed to the screen as Harry was struck by lightning.

"I assumed he was recharging."

"No. He wouldn't need more than a single bolt for that. This is something else." Harper checked the drone's readings. "The drone detected a massive flux in natural Ionic Energy." He turned back to the screen and paused the video. He zoomed in on Harry. "Look at that. He's discovered a way to convert his magic to that of an Alpha's abilities. Truly amazing." He resumed the video and watched as Harry froze everything in front of him, including the woman before dropping, the drone zapping the woman with a controlled lightning bolt that she used to retreat, the drone flying away from the illustrious magic school. "Some sort of Ionic Freeze. I've never seen anything freeze over that quickly, even with normal Cryomancers. They take at least a second. This was instantaneous."

"Thank goodness for me I had an escape plan. Though switching from water to lightning in an instant is drastic and puts a massive strain on my magic. I expect incentive."

"You will be compensated for your cooperation, Ms. Evans."

"Thank you, Mr. Harper." She stood up and went for the exit. "And do keep me up to date with Mr. MacGrath's antics. He's interesting."

"I'll try to remember to do that." Harper took another drag from his cigarette and rewound the video to Harry's Ionic Shift as she left. "It seems Kessler picked right. Whatever is coming. You need to be ready." He pressed a button on an intercom. "Have Operative M report to my office. I have another job for her."