Title: The Boy Wonder and the Power of Wishing

Author: P.L.S.

Rating: PG

Summery: Using one of his alter identities Robin takes an illegal job that brings him deeper into the world that Slade had almost enslaved him to. It also brings him closer to a world he left when he was four years old, that he now needs to return to.

Disclaimer: I so don't own Harry Potter nor do I have dibs on Teen Titans, Batman, or anything from DC Comics. I do wish I did though.

Author Notes: Uh, thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far. In case you haven't figured it out, I'm writing this in blocks. I can't really combine the blocks into big chapters because it really depends on how I'm feeling as to how big the blocks get. I'm glad you all are liking it and I apologize if I screw up anything dealing with the voodoo. I just had to figure out a way for Nightwing to get power but end up loosing himself, and using the Petro Loa, Mait' Carrefour, seemed to be the best way. I'm not even going to try to describe the ceremony, just the barest of accounts the day after, in the next chapter- I think.

Here's a quote from my most favorite book (I've read it like three times in the past eight months.) - I'd thought nothing could be scarier than Edward at his most cold. I was wrong. Edward the family man was downright terrifying. from Obsidian Butterfly by Laurell K. Hamilton

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(Chapter Ten- Telling Secrets)

Hougoun Isabelle DeMont had never had a patron such as the dark young man who came in wearing skater chic with his bank accounts overflowing. He gave off a vibe that was purely magical in nature and he wanted to call upon a sympathetic loa for help in his quest. His green eyes were hyperaware and his black hair was in a ponytail at the nape of his neck. The crested gray serpent that followed him in watched the habitants of the honfour with hooded eyes, he was a part demon of a snake that she had only heard of in tales, a basilisk. As she consulted her cards to try to determine who would be most likely to help the young man, she was told by her padawan that the man and the snake conversed in hisses and that the man was working magic with his hands and staff that was a small rod that he had hid in his voluminous pockets.

Isabelle was sure that the man was gifted by the loa already, until the cards told her otherwise. The cards told her that it was all part of the young man's makeup, but that his gifts were not enough to handle the problems he had taken on in order to save the worlds he loved from himself and the one who would chain him. He indeed needed more help, and the loas were in disagreement as to whom would get to bless the young hero.

Mait' Carrefour put up the strongest case for the young man to be blessed by himself, he was the patron of magicians and of the night. He also was the best to help the man due to the young man's life of misfortunes that lead to his path now. It seemed the loa was active from the child's conception which came in tandem with the deaths of his grandparents who were all visiting a market place when it was attacked. The boy was also orphaned in infancy then left with family who did everything but love the child. It was that abusive family which triggered the boy's magic that took him to a world where he was adopted by outcasts who unintentionally turned the boy into an outcast himself. On and on Mait' Carrefour went with the listing of catastrophes and how the boy exemplified the best in himself because of the adversity that plagued him. In the end all the others gave up on ever getting a word in.

Mait' Carrefour will be the one who will answer the call, but we must use a crossroads, not the hounfour. said the hougoun and the man nodded.

Very well then. This is my card. Please call me when you have a time, place, and price. He flipped a black bit of cardboard with silver block lettering and a symbol that looked a lot like the vivre that was used to call upon Mait' Carrefour. No wonder the dark counterpart to Papa Legba worked so hard to get the others away from him. He left with the basilisk trailing after him, hissing and looking very much like a demonic snake.

Isabelle? Are you okay? asked Sarah, a young flag bearer and student of the ways of the hougoun.

Yeah, I'm fine. Do you know who just walked out? asked the hougoun. The girl shook her head.

No, I just kind of get the feeling that he's more dangerous than he looks. she said. The girl's mate'tete was Adjassou- Linguetor, but the girl was the polar opposite to the temperamental loa of spring waters. Sarah was also one of the few devotees that Isabelle was sure would one day be a great hougoun.

Yes. That man is Mait' Carrefour's property and has been for a long time. I'd wager that if the young man had been brought up in a voudou community like us he would be a advtar or a brujo for the dark loa. Right now he'll probably end up a devotee and servant of Mait' Carrefour.

But why is it that when Jack shook his hand Jack and John both got the feeling that the price of what the man wants is something no one should pay, but the man will do it. asked Sarah. It was something that Isabelle had been unaware of, but she trusted the twins. They were empathic prophets and devoted to the Marassa. The news was disturbing but she knew that Mait' Carrefour would be very angry with her if she backed out. So long as the man went into the deals with open eyes and a clear head as the cards said he would, she would continue. Getting a Petro loa angry with her was something she never wanted to deal with.

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Nightwing listened as he stood in the shadows of the Justice League meeting. Batman had insisted he attend with the Titans because it was to be one of the once a year full meetings and he had missed the last one. He rolled his eyes as one of the members started going off on how there is good and evil and no in between. The member was one of the new non- Earthling heroes. Nightwing noticed that both Batman and Superman shared an exasperated look, and then it hit Nightwing why the guy was familiar. It was Hot Spot, one of the young heroes that the Master of Games had taken to try to steal their powers.

It was then he thought about how disastrous that who episode could have been if he was really just a plain old human as opposed to the warlock he was born as. Of course, that made him wonder if he really was as good of a crime fighter as he was because of his powers or if it was due to the hard work that had become like breathing to him when he was at Batman's side. Maybe between that hard work and the ritual that he was going to attend next week he'd be what was needed to take down Slade and get him put away for life if not the death sentence.

What are you thinking about, Nightwing? asked Hawk Girl. She was one of the few in the JL that Nightwing knew wouldn't be a hindrance in a fight and one of the very few who had worked with both Batman and Superman without attempting murder or getting scared of the two.

My limits. responded the black clad man with a small rueful smile.

Ah, yes. I keep forgetting that you and old Batty are humans who keep kicking all our butts. she said with a grim grin, You both make us all look bad. Well, other than your original Titans. Those six do you credit. said the winged woman with a nod to where the three couples were standing and listening. They all looked so close and like they were all part of one fighting body. Nightwing smiled as he watched Starfire lean into Cyborg's arms and the man's loving smile as he looked down at her.

They've done better than I ever dreamed. said Nightwing, I think now I'd have problems if I decided to take up a life of crime. Before I did successfully take down four of them at once. Nightwing looked saddened at the memories that recalling the Red X brought up.

I don't know about that. said the Green Lantern as he came over to them.

Why's that? asked Nightwing.

Your sim scores from today. said the darker and much taller man with a smile, You've gotten much better over the years, and somehow you beat Superman's old high score. Nightwing looked surprised.

I think that must be a mistake. I mean, I'm not that good. I probably just activated my gifts without incantation again or something like that. said the young man and the two older heroes looked at him with confused faces.

You holding out on us, Wing-boy? asked Hawk Girl. Nightwing sighed.

Sort of. But it's not like anyone would believe or understand it all, heck I don't even understand it all. The Green Lantern looked concerned.

Does this have to do with Slade? asked the man and Nightwing scowled.

Now it does. he said in a low angry tone.

What's with the attitude? asked Hawk Girl.

My gift lends itself to ensarement by monsters like Slade. I'm a warlock and he's a mage sorcerer, a magic user who was trained to enslave warlocks or steal their power of will which is how warlocks control their gifts. I'm going to under go some training an rituals to rectify the weaknesses I have. Now Green Lantern looked panicked.

Slade's a mage sorcerer? he asked and Nightwing nodded which caused the man to curse.

Why's that such a bad thing? asked Hawk Girl.

Mage Sorcerers can rip open holes in space-time, summon beings from other dimensions, and work spells that create monsters like gollums. If Nightwing is a born warlock, he could become Slade's soulless slave and magical energy battery. Nightwing might have also been summoned out of his true home by Slade, but something stopped him from being given into the monster's arms. Nightwing looked up at the ceiling and thought it over.

It was my mother's death sacrifice and the magic woven into it by the wizards she knew. Nightwing said, I have found out that I am from another dimension, and that's where I learned how to control my magic. Hawk Girl looked at him as if he had just done something amazing.

So you can travel between here and your home? asked the woman and Nightwing nodded.

I had to bond with a familiar to help focus and amplify my gifts to do so at will but yes. he answered and she smiled, It only works for my familiar and I. I just don't have the power to bring friends from that world here or vice versa. he said and frowned, thinking of Draco and Severus.

Who else knows? asked Green Lantern.

Batman, Superman, and those six Titans. answered Nightwing. Green Lantern looked pleased.

We're going to tell the core of the JL, which only adds in Wonder Woman, Flash, Aquaman, and Batgirl. They'll need to know, besides they all like you for some unknown reason. Don't tell me that you use a love potion. teased Green Lantern and both Nightwing and Hawk Girl laughed at the bad joke and were scowled at by Hot Spot and some Amazonian woman who looked as self-righteous as the flame headed one was. The three sighed and separated to tell the more senior JL and the senior Titans to get away as soon as they could for a more private meeting about Nightwing. It took two hours but all fifteen gathered in the training room's control center.

Nightwing went over the basics of his past as Harry Potter and how he spent two years learning about being a warlock as Bryan Sunseeker. Most were amazed at the idea of alternate dimensions and that Nightwing and his huge snake friend could travel between the two worlds using magic, he had to prove that he was indeed a warlock, and he had to answer many questions on the science behind magic and other such things. He even pulled out a MMP3 to show off and both Batgirl and Green Lantern were amazed at how the magic had fused with the chips and wiring to create something totally unique.

Okay, so your telling us that you are not only this magic using warlock thing, but also from a whole new dimension where there are wizards, witches, and no super powered folks like us? asked Flash in a confused tone. Nightwing nodded.

Yeah, that's about the size of things. he said and Flash smiled.

he said in a flippant tone with his bright grin flashing. Nightwing rolled his eyes and noted that everyone but Beast did as well. Only Beast was as carefree and easily placated as the red clad speed demon, So if you kept it a secret for so long, why tell us now? he then asked.

Because I'm not the only magic user on this world. said Nightwing and Batman frowned.

Slade is a warlock? asked Batman. Nightwing shook his head.

I wish. It only gets worse every time you learn more with that man. said Green Lantern. Nightwing nodded.

Warlocks were created to serve a very powerful type of magic user, it's like we have failsafes and switches built into our magic that make us easy to control if you have the proper training. Nightwing paused, trying to figure out how to tell them that he could be turned into a monster or puppet if he was told to by a man who already had claim on him with two of his names, The group who created the warlock lines are called mage sorcerers and Slade just happens to be one.

Raven looked thunderous. Well,, no one looked happy but she looked the worse of them all, No, I won't let him take you from us. she said in a low tone that gave Nightwing a small thrill of fear.

I'm doing all I can to protect myself, Raven. You know how much I hate being weak. he gave her a reassuring smile and she nodded.

I can already see intervention, some, probably not enough. What have you done? she asked.

I'm becoming a mage. I'm starting with pure witchcraft and soon I'll see what protection voodoo can give me. said Nightwing. Looks ranged from reassured, to skeptical, to panicked.

asked Batman, Who are you petitioning? asked the dark knight.

The Hougoun told me that Mait' Carrefour was going to be the one to answer any calls. he answered and Wonder Woman looked irate.

I don't practice, but I do know enough to tell you that Mait' Carrefour is a dark and vengeful loa. What are you going to do give him your soul? He would ask it, you have to know that.

I would give anything I could to stop Slade. That means if my soul is the price, then I'll make the deal. Nightwing said and everyone looked shocked, well everyone but Batman.
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Nightwing woke up in a strange room with Peter and a concerned looking girl hovering over him. He blinked and tried to recall how he got there and if everything was okay.

Ah, Sleeping Beauty awakes. How are you feeling? asked the serpent. Nightwing laughed.

Goodness knows I've felt better. he hissed and looked at the girl who was waiting, Who are you? asked Nightwing.

Ah, um, I'm Sarah Blanca. How are you feeling today, sir? asked the blushing girl who looked about thirteen years old.

I'd feel better if I knew what happened to me. said Nightwing.

Well, Mr. Bradleys, Madame DeMont said that she would fill you in, but you do remember at least coming to the crossroads for the calling of Mait' Carrefour, right? she asked and Nightwing closed his eyes. Yes, he did remember the start of it. The Hougoun had called upon some loas, one he knew was called Legba. Then she had sacrificed some rather potent rum and a black pig that he had shipped in from the Caribbean at her behest. After that he was drawing a total blank.

I do remember everything up to the sacrifice, but after that I'm clueless as to what happened. he admitted and the girl nodded.

I felt the same way when the loa first rode me, but Madame DeMont will explain soon enough. she stood and gave him a bright smile, I'm gonna go get her for you. I'm sure you and the serpent have much to talk about.

She left and Nightwing shook his head. All the devotees of voudou were so accepting of his magic, like it was normal for young men to talk to and be friends with six foot serpents who could kill with a look. It was nice but unnerving for some reason.

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(End Chapter Ten- Telling Secrets)