"The Keeper of the Keys," Gideon read.

Astra's eyes glistened. Harry was about to be reacquainted to the world of magic. For better or for worse. And the Dursleys were going to get a serious rude awakening.

The loud bang of Hagrid arriving along with Dudley jolting awake.

"Cannon?" Sara asked.

"Not exactly the brightest bulb, are we, Dinky Duddydums?" Zari asked.

"To be fair to him, it kind of sounded like one," Harry said with a shrug. "Although, I thought there was going to be a hurricane of letters knocking the door down."

"I still want the lake of letters," Astra said.

"Would be seriously epic," Lita agreed.

Vernon Dursley arrived armed with a gun.

"Oh, that idiot," Sara groaned. "He's the last person I would feel safe around with a gun."

"Well, he's likely the type to shoot himself in the foot," Lena said.

"Or one of the kids in the room," Kara said.

"Don't even…don't even put my thought in my head," Astra said.

"Like I said, he's the last person I would feel safe with a gun in the room," Sara said.

"Too bad, he didn't Darwin himself," Lita said.

Hagrid's arrival up until him disarming Vernon and twisting his rifle into a knot.

"Good man," Mick said. "Like to have a beer with him."

"And your liver would likely give up if you did," Harry said.

"I'll have Gideon fabricate me a new one," Mick said.

"For about the fourth time," Gideon said. "We should really have a serious talk about controlling your habits, Mr. Rory."

"We really should, Dad," Lita said.

Mick turned to Harry, but Harry just waved him off, as if saying you're on your own.

"Now's not the time," Astra said.

"Yeah, let's enjoy Vernon Dursley shitting his pants," Sara said.

"I thought I smelled something funny that night," Harry said.

More with Hagrid leading up to Vernon telling Dudley not to touch anything.

"Just how much was Dinky Duddydums salivating?" Kara asked.

"Quite a bit," Harry said.

"Oh, Dumbledore really sent Hagrid to explain this?" John asked. "Standup bloke, but I would have thought he would have sent someone else more adept in explaining things. Like old Minnie or Flitwick or someone."

Harry had often considered this himself many times. Hagrid was a good man.

"You were pretty baffled then?" Kara asked.

"Oh, yes, a bit," Harry said.

"That really does tell you a lot," Nora said. "This giant guy just breaks down the door and starts talking which must sound like a lot of nonsense. And yet, it still beats being at the Dursleys."

"Yeah, no kidding," Lena said. "He could have escaped from some institution or something."

"He seemed sincere despite how mad it was," Harry said. "Then again, I was desperately clinging on to anything that would allow me to escape."

Astra just sighed. She had a feeling this might be a recurring problem during Harry's childhood. It took over a year before Harry was truly at ease with Astra and her mother, and now after getting his memories wiped, he snapped back to his old, unfortunate habits.

Thankfully, he would get better. But the road would be bumpy.

Hagrid talks to Harry, much to Harry's confusion. Up until his indignation about knowing about some stuff.

"Wow, you think he called you stupid," Nora said.

"Well, just think about it how it sounds," Lena said. "I would be offended to if someone came there, and claimed I didn't know anything about anything."

"And that's all on Dumbledore," Astra said. "Every single last bit of it."

"And me," John added quietly.

"We've hashed that one out," Harry said. "We can't change that."

Ava and Sara nodded grimly. No matter how much they wanted to change it, tampering with Harry's own personal timeline before he defeated Voldemort for good was dangerous.

"We can't," Astra agreed with him.

Hagrid keeps going on and on, until Vernon is shocked into saying "Mimblewimble."

"Wait a minute, isn't that a magical spell?" Lita asked

"Tongue-tying curse," Harry said. "Doubt Vernon knew that though."

"Oh, imagine if he did," Nora said with an evil grin. "Oh, Vernon, you're not so normal now, saying magical spells underneath your breath, are you?"

"We should tell him," Astra said.

"The thought could break him," Ava said.

"We definitely should tell him, then," Lita chimed in.

More of Hagrid trying to tell Harry and Vernon's extremely feeble attempts to stop him. Until Hagrid says the iconic line.

"Legendary," Lita said.

"You could have thought you've gone deaf in that room," Harry said. "Everything went silent."

"It's one of history's most pivotal moments," Ava said.

"And Harry should have already known for five years," Astra said.

"Longer," Kara corrected. "He should have known since the beginning."

"True," Astra said.

"Bloody Dursleys," John grumbled.

Harry receiving his letter up until his question about awaiting his owl.

"That's what you got out of that?" Lena teased him.

"I was eleven and my entire life had been flipped on its head," Harry said. "That's the first thing that came to mind."

"So, what if you did read one of those earlier letters?" Lita asked. "How would that work? Would an owl just stick around? How would you know how to use an owl?"

"Good questions," Harry said.

"It's almost like Dumbledore expected this would play out the way it did," Nora said.

"That's not making me feel too much better about this situation," Astra said.

"Me either," Kara said.

Everyone responded by nodding. They had a bad feeling that Dumbledore expected this situation to play out as it did. The fact he knew did not endear him to them at all.

A look of Hagrid's pockets including the poor harassed owl.

"That poor thing," Nora murmured.

Hagrid writing the letter and Vernon saying point blank Harry's not going.

"Guy's persistent, I'll give him that," Sara said grimly.

"Persistent at being an idiot," Astra said.

"He can't be as dumb as he looks," Kara said.

"No one is that dumb," Lena said.

"Dursley is," Astra said.

The scene plays to the end of Petunia's rant.

"Oh, Tuney, I almost forgot how petty you were," John said.

"She's been holding that one in for a long time," Harry said.

"Dudley wouldn't have gotten that treatment if Lily and James had taken him in," John said. "No matter how strained that relationship was and it was pretty toxic by the time your mum died."

"How bad?" Harry asked.

"Well, Vernon and James got into it at his and Petunia's wedding, from what I've heard," John said. "Vernon was being his usual charming self and I'll say this about James Potter, he's never one to lay down, especially when his friends are being mistreated. Vernon said a couple of snide remarks about Lily. and Natalie."

Astra's eyes flashed in anger for a second.

"Which were?" Astra asked.

"I won't repeat them, now," John said. "You won't like them."

Astra closed her eyes. Harry moved a bit closer to her.

"Petunia and Lily got into it again, and Petunia blamed Lily for your grandparents dying," John told Harry.

"I never knew that," Harry said.

"Lupin and Black never told you?" John asked in undertone to Harry.

"No," Harry said.

Sirius had his own demons to deal with from Azkaban and Remus, well Harry was never as close to the man as some people might think.

"Petunia and Vernon, can see why those two hooked up," Sara said. "They deserve each other."

"They do," Kara said. "But, Harry didn't deserve them."

"Continue," Harry said.

Harry was not too fond of Petunia Dursley after what he just learned. And he would have to get out of John exactly what Vernon said about his mother and godmother later.

Hagrid's freak out about what the Dursleys told Harry, about his parents dying in a "car crash."

Harry stared at the screen as it had been frozen in time.

"Knowing what I learned in the last few months, this is worse than I thought," Harry said.

"Do you need a moment, Harry?" Sara asked him.

"I'm fine," Harry said. "I'm over it."

Hagrid tells the backstory about how Harry became the Boy-Who-Lived. Up until Hagrid had to break a minute to blow his nose.

"Too good for this world," John said. "Your mother. And James was alright too."

Everyone stared at the screen and could see how Hagrid, and a lot of others had been affected by the deaths of the Potters.

More of Hagrid's story, up until Harry remembering the green light and the cold high laugh.

Astra clung onto Harry's left and Kara clung onto his right.

"I knew your memory was good," Ava said. "But that's just incredible."

"And for all the wrong reasons," Sara said.

"I remember when you woke up screaming, when we were seven," Astra said. "I told you everything was going to be okay. And he couldn't get you. And Mum did too. Remember?"

"Now, I do," Harry said. "Then, I didn't."

Astra just clung onto Harry tightly. She promised to protect him and then she got sent to Hell. He turned out okay, but still, Astra could have done a better job trying to find a way to escape? Right?

"No," John said.

"What?"

"There's nothing for you to be guilty about," John said.

"Pot, Kettle, Black, much?" Astra asked.

"Oh, there's plenty for me to be guilty about," John said.

Astra agreed, but disagreed at the same time. She should have worked harder to escape and find Harry.

A bit more with Hagrid and Harry, with Vernon's comments to follow.

"You fucker," Lita swore.

"Lita, language!" Mick growled.

"English, Dad," Lita said. "And French, took it as an elective in High School And I know a little bit of Italian as well."

"That's not what I meant."

Astra gave Lita a small smile. Her anger bubbled when Vernon made his comment about the good beating and she did not trust herself.

"Kara, your eyes are doing the thing," Lena warned her friend.

"I wonder why," the Kryptonian hissed.

Kara calmed herself down before she started heat beaming random objects.

More about Voldemort and Harry's questions. Along with Harry piecing it all together.

"And all of the pieces just fall nicely into place," Nora said.

"You didn't want to believe you were special," Zari said.

"No, I didn't believe anything good could ever happen to me," Harry said. "It took a while before I stopped believing this might be a practical joke."

Vernon Dursley idiot extraordinaire just insulted Albus Dumbledore. In front of one of his most loyal disciples.

Sara, Lita, Lena, and Zari all facepalmed at once. Ava rolled her eyes. Nora calmly played a funeral song on her tiny violin.

Astra, on the other hand, grinned from ear to ear. Given how moody she's been, Harry was happy she was smiling.

Dudley turns into a pig.

Everyone watched on the screen Dudley getting his pig tail.

"Um, he really should have blasted Dursley," Zari said. "Vernon, I mean."

"Dudley's a little brat, but Vernon was the one saying all of that trash," Sara said.

"Yeah, Dudley's a pompous little prick, but it's Vermin who deserved what Hagrid did," Astra said.

"Damn it, Hagrid, you had one job," Lita said.

Hagrid and Harry's conversation followed, leading up to Hagrid mentioning that he got expelled.

"Lots of luck getting that out of him," John said. "The one secret that bugger can keep, no matter how much booze you load him with, is why he got expelled."

"And you tried," Sara said.

"I lost a bet to those bloody Marauders trying to get the big guy to spill the beans," John said. 'I'd rather not talk about what Potter and Black made me do."

"You knew them pretty well, huh?" Nora asked.

"Never stepped foot into Hogwarts, as a student, before you ask," John said. "That's not my brand of magic. Although I hung around enough that the staff knew me. For all of the wrong reasons."

The ending of the chapter wraps things up.

"Well that was quite the chapter," Astra said. "And we're almost done with them, right? The Dursleys I mean?"

Harry said nothing.

"Things are improving, a little bit," Lena said.

"Hagrid's a good guy," Mick said. "Still wish he would have turned Old Man Dursley into a pig, instead of his piglet."

"You and I both, Mick, you and I both," Astra said.

"Pretty pivotal," Sara said. "Although one in opening up some old wounds."

"We're just getting started," Harry said. "Even then though, I look back at this, and I see things that make a whole lot of sense in hindsight."

"You mean Voldemort being less than human?" Sara asked.

"Exactly," Harry said. "Although it was filtered through Hagrid's view of the world. Very black and white. Very light and dark."

"And that's the view Dumbledore wanted you to have when you stepped back into that world, "Lita said.

"Yes," Harry agreed. "Although, seeing things from all sides would have helped me a lot sooner."

"It's a lesson people learn the hard way too often," Ava said. "They spend a lot of time around like-minded people and refuse to see there are other people out there who might have a different view of things."

"Even if it's a view we don't like," Zari agreed. "You have to understand it, even if you can't stomach it."

"And old biases die hard for too many people," Lena said. "Old family feuds are hard to overcome. Unless you work to meet halfway."

Kara and Lena smiled at each other knowingly. With the historic feud between Kara's cousin and Lena's brother, their friendship had been unexpected. Although neither regretted it.

"Captain Lance, our first guests have arrived," Gideon said.

"Send them on in, Gideon, "Sara said.

The doors opened up and the first of three figures stepped in.

"I can't believe I got roped into hanging out with you lot."

"It's part of your community service, Draco," Harry said. "Or would you prefer to be called Julian?"

The one and only Draco Malfoy popped in. He had been sentenced to work by the Ministry of Magic as a special undercover agent in exchange for not going to Azkaban, for an indefinite period of time, under various aliases. And one of those aliases put him in the middle of Central City, under the guise of Julian Albert.

The look on Malfoy's face when Harry showed up to the Central City Police Department, when he was working undercover as Barry Allen's CSI co-worker, was priceless. And Harry visited a few more times, just to troll him.

Because Potter could be a bit of a prick when he was vindictive.

"I prefer you stick to surnames, Potter," Draco Malfoy said.

"Well, this is a nice little reunion. Have to say, was surprised that you of all people called me here, Harry."

A tall freckle-faced ginger with an eyepatch, a metal arm, and a limp entered the room.

"Bloody leg acts up when it gets cold."

"Ron," Harry said.

Ron Weasley stepped forward and shook Harry's hand.

"So, how's life running with the capes?" Ron asked.

"How is life running the Cannons?" Harry asked.

"Pretty good," Ron admitted. "Won the League for the third year in a row."

"I remember when that happened the first time," Astra said. "Hell literally froze over."

"We haven't met, and you are…"

"She's Astra Logue," Harry explained to Ron and Draco. "We were friends before Hogwarts."

This caused Ron no amount of confusion. And rightfully so.

"But, I thought you didn't have friends before me and Hermione," Ron said

"Well, that's a long story," Harry said. "And speaking of which…"

"I'm here."

Hermione Granger joined the entire group.

"Granger's here, too?" Malfoy asked.

"Harry Potter?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, remember me ,we used to go to school together," Harry said lightly.

Hermione just narrowed her eyes at Hermione.

"I haven't even seen you in years," Hermione said. "Not since we parted ways in Australia."

Yes, Australia, that was still a sore spot which made Hermione cringe.

"And you've been keeping busy with finding lost magical tomes and creating a library even more vast than Hogwarts," Harry said.

Hermione flashed a guilty as charged smile at him.

"I've seen him a couple of times in passing," Ron said. "Last time is when he helped me lift that curse that Aberforth put on the Cannons. You know, when they wouldn't let his pet goat attend the game."

"And we've run into each other," Malfoy said. "Much to my horror when this guy showed up when I was working under cover."

"Aren't you boxed in by the Ministry's little special task forces program?" Hermione asked.

"That's one way to put it," Malfoy said. "What's the deal?"

"Well, it was just like I was telling, Ron," Harry said. "Astra was my best friend when we were younger. Before Hogwarts."

"You said you didn't have any friends," Hermione said. "Before Hogwarts."

"Well, I wasn't aware, I did," Harry said. "Her mother, Natalie, was my godmother. And I very nearly escaped the Dursleys. But, Natalie was hit by a drunk driver and killed. Her friend John resurrected her, but that kind of magic comes with a price. So, a demon dragged Astra down to Hell before my eyes."

"Damn, Potter," Malfoy said. "How did you keep this in?"

"Well, Dumbledore wiped my memories of Astra and her mother," Harry said.

"And sent him straight back to the cupboard underneath the stairs which he lived in before we moved in," Astra said.

"Damn," Ron said.

"Dumbledore wiped your memories?" Hermione asked. "That's kind of hard to believe."

"He did."

"Well, maybe he wanted to spare you the trauma," Hermione said.

Harry just was not in the mood to argue this point right now. Especially with Hermione. Who still rationalized everything Dumbledore did after all of these years. Hopefully these books would wake her up a little bit.

"Well, I'm sure he did it for the Greater Good," Ron said with a bit of bite in his voice.

"He did it to keep me focused on what I had to do with Voldemort," Harry said. "The trauma would have broken me."

"Potter, that's…rough," Malfoy said. "Memories are a sacred thing and Dumbledore just took them away, because they would interfere with his plans. You know something, I bet he was behind your godmother's death."

"Really, Malfoy?" Hermione asked. "Granted, Dumbledore might have had to do things he was not proud of, but outright murder?"

Really, Harry almost forgot how much Hermione would bend over backwards to justify Dumbledore being in the right. Although in this instance, she was right to be skeptical.

"He actually wasn't behind it," Harry said. "Thought did cross my mind though. But, anyway, Astra is here reading books describing my time at Hogwarts. Filling in some of the blanks she missed."

Draco, Hermione, and Ron all looked various levels of uncomfortable.

"And we were hoping to get your insights on certain things that happened," Harry continued.

And if anything else, they got even more uncomfortable.

"There's things in these books which don't make us look entirely good," Hermione said.

"Mistakes were made," Ron said.

"That's a blase way of putting we were all shitheads when we were younger," Malfoy said. "And yes, Weasley, I'm including myself in this group. In fact, I'm putting myself at the top of this group. I was King Shithead."

"Always have to put yourself ahead, don't you, Malfoy?" Ron asked.

"I'm not sure about this," Hermione said. "I would like to put this behind me. I've moved on with my life. And these aren't Joanne's are they?"

"Well, at least those aren't the bloody movies," Ron grumbled.

"What's wrong with the movies?" Hermione asked.

"Do you need me to explain all of the time where your character did things I did?" Ron asked. "We'll be here for bloody weeks if I did."

"Remember Hermione, what you said in Australia?" Harry asked her.

"If you need anything, I'll help you," Hermione said. "But, you never asked me. Not for fifteen years."

"Face the past for me, Hermione, and I'll consider our debt paid," Harry said. "And you two as well. I'm not going to make you stay. We'll drop you off if you don't."

"I'll do it," Ron said. "I mean, I'm not proud of everything I did, but if we can't laugh at what we were like when we were younger, then what can you laugh at?"

"I'll do it," Malfoy said. "Can't have this be slanted as some Golden Trio circle jerk after all."

"No one really called us that, Malfoy," Ron said.

Malfoy just smirked at Ron as if he begged to differ. All eyes were on Hermione.

"Fine," Hermione said. "I'll do it."

Harry walked Hermione, Malfoy, and Ron into the room.

"I believe a few introductions are in order, and to go over where we are in my story," Harry said. "And we'll head to the next chapter."

To Be Continued.