I just recently remembered this story, it was the predecessor to Poisoned Heart, before I decided to use a villain instead of a hero. It's a crossover between Justice League and Harry Potter, featuring FemHarry as Hawkgirl. Re-reading it, I don't know where I wanted to go with it, all I remember was that I wanted it to be either Hawkgirl/Batman or Hawkgirl/Wonder Woman.

It's working title was Shayera Potter

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CHAPTER 1

Shayera Hol sat at the Watchtower Monitor, keeping an eye out for any threats that needed the Leagues intervention. And she was, surprisingly, alone.

Well mostly, J'onn was somewhere, but he wasn't on duty. In fact she was the only one of the seven League members on duty at the moment. The reason for this was simple, it was Mother's Day.

Kal was visiting his parents in Kansas. Bruce was visiting his parents graves. Diana was visiting Themiscyra and her mother. John and Wally were also visiting their mothers. And J'onn, she didn't know what he was doing, but probably the Martian was paying tribute to both his own late mother and his wife.

She could care less about the damned American Holiday. She hated both her parents with a passion, hell, the only reason she even bothered with Father's day was her godfather, who had done his best to protect her.

Even if, in the end, he ultimately failed.

She wasn't born Shayera Hol, she hadn't even always had the wings on her back like she'd led her fellow Leaguers to believe. No, she had been born Harriet Lilian Potter. And for the first seven years of her life, all had been well. Then her brother, James Jr. (nicknamed Jamie) had been born. That first year, things hadn't been to bad, but the Halloween after her brother turned one had changed her life.

That was the night the dark wizard Voldemort came to kill her and her brother. And it was the night her godfather, Remus John Lupin, had been killed trying to protect her and Jamie. And somehow, with a bout of accidental magic, she rebounded Voldemort's killing curse, right back at him, before she fell unconscious, magically exhausted by the impossible feat.

And when she woke up again, everything had changed.

She had been declared a squib, and removed from the Hogwarts register, while her brother had been proclaimed the Boy-Who-Lived. The next six years had been full of pain and humiliation as her parents pushed aside their 'squib' daughter for her famous brother. Everyone of her bouts of accidental magic was credited to Jamie, and when she tried to explain that it had been her, she had been punished.

But everything had changed on her eleventh birthday.

Remus had never gotten around to changing his will in the year after Jamie had been born, and the Lupins had actually been rather well off. It had been their significant donations that had enabled their werewolf son to attend Hogwarts. Unfortunately for Remus, when his parents had died, he had been unaware of the law stating that werewolves could not inherit, and so he had been locked out of his family funds and homes with nothing but the clothes on his back.

But that didn't mean he couldn't pass on his rightful inheritance to someone else, his goddaughter. She had been forced to wait until she turned eleven to inherit though. But when she did, everything changed. She moved out of Potter Manor to the Lupin estate in Spain. She had then changed her name from Harriet Potter, to Holly Lupin.

And she had found many notes on experiments Remus would like to perform, but had been unable to due lack of funds at the time. A few of which had been rituals that enabled her to become Hawkgirl. The downside of these rituals, aside from being permanent (which really hadn't been so bad), was that Remus hadn't realized that they used ones own magic, turning it to something else.

Which was why now, she really was a squib. But the trade off for wings, along with greater strength, endurance, durability, and senses, had been worth it in her opinion.

So she had turned to enchanting, requiring the assistance of her two house elves to create her mace and a belt which hid her wings and enabled her to go out without drawing attention.

She had then spent the next eight years training in various martial arts and investing the Lupin money in the Muggle world. Then J'onn had called her and the others to his aid when the Imperium invaded, and she had joined the Justice League.

That had been almost three years ago. She was now twenty-two and the, unknowingly, youngest member of the League.

And despite the fact that, with her wings hidden, she went by Holly Lupin, she preferred Shayera Hol, the name she had given the other Leaguers to keep her identity secret. Shayera was the real her, even if she wore a mask. Shayera didn't have to hide what she was, but instead chose to hide who she was. It was a stark difference from the real world where she had to hide to blend in.

It was also why, despite having her own manor, she considered the Watchtower to be her actual home, and why she spent a vast majority of her free time in the tower.