Author's notes: WE HAVE THEM ALL! WE HAVE THEM ALL! HENRY CAVILL, BEN AFFLECK AND GAL GADOT WERE AT COMIC CON AND WE SAW GAL AS WONDER WOMAN! If I could have magically teleported myself from Finland to San Diego and see it myself too. If only...

I will keep doing it. I will write Hereafter back-to-back with this story. The main story kick starts in the next chapter and it will have established Justice League formed. But then, at one point the plot will be cut and continue in Hereafter's chapter 5 titled Into the Multiverse. It is posted so you can go read it now or wait for the cut to happen. Then, after the cut, the story will resume to where Hereafter ends in the Justice League's point of view. For HP side of the story it is to keep the image of Harry and his friends suspecting what Justice League knows and doesn't tell them.

But now, it is time for three adult wizards meet their alien friend again.

Reconnecting

''He did what?''

In the aftermath of the ending of the Kryptonian invasion, the aurors had retreated back to the Ministry of Magic in London. Harry had told the others to take the rest of the day off and called Ron and Hermione to his office to tell them what had happened. They were sitting on the sofa next to Harry's desk.

''I didn't exactly see him do it,'' Harry said leaning against his desk. ''That whole place was chaos and full of muggles trying to get out of the city. When Clark and Zod crashed in through the ceiling they changed their direction and we were caught in the mob. There were so many muggles pushing us we couldn't even get our wands out to do anything. Even if we tried to apparate, we'd still have found ourselves caught in the mob.''

''We should have both gone there,'' Ron said looking at the carpet on the floor. ''Maybe we could have done something to help.''

''Maybe, but then Zod begun to fire at everyone,'' Harry continued, ''I could hear Clark begging for him to stop, but-''

Harry took a few seconds of silence to still think through what had transpired.

''-then I heard the crack and the next thing I saw was Zod's body falling on the floor with Clark looking at his hands.''

''Harry,'' Hermione asked, ''are you saying that Clark, who didn't take a single life while fighting Voldemort with us, killed a man?''

''He was as shocked as you are,'' Harry told Hermione. ''When Clark realised what he had done, he fell on his knees and cried out in horror and despair.''

''We haven't seen him for 16 years,'' Ron said holding Hermione's hand. ''How do we know he hasn't changed from the man we knew?''

''We could go see see him or at least his mother,'' Hermione suggested. ''And Harry, when you said Clark fell on his knees in despair, why didn't you go there and help him up for support?''

''Someone else got there first,'' Harry answered. ''Some woman in military flight suit, probably someone Clark had met during the last 16 years. Not a bad idea still, Hermione. We should probably go see Clark and ask him how he is feeling.''

Using a portkey, the three wizards apparated from London back to Metropolis. Rebuilding had already started and conducted by the combined efforts of LexCorp and Wayne Enterprises as seen by the signs put out. Or actually, the plans for rebuilding had so far been only scheduled according to the message written to the boards. They had to apparate elsewhere few times until they got out of the restricted area they had just appeared.

''Dear Merlin,'' Hermione said after they had gotten clear and could see the desolation. ''How many people were killed?''

''Lots,'' Ron said comforting his wife. ''It could have been more if we hadn't shown up and it could have been more than just Metropolis if it wasn't for Cl- I mean Superman.''

''Okay, Ron,'' Harry said returning their focus to the matter at hand, ''you are the only one of us who has been to their farm. Show us the way there.''

''It's not actually here near,'' Ron said observing the urban area. ''I also remember Clark specifically saying it was in the state of Kansas.''

''Okay, pretty far from here,'' Hermione said looking at the road signs. ''Can you apparate us there from here by remembering where it is exactly?''

''I hope so,'' Ron said, walking them to a safe place where they couldn't be seen, then took their hands and apparated.

The three apparated outside the fence surrounding the Kent Farm, which had also taken it's toll in Zod's invasion. The barn had holes in the roof and the house had been thrown at by the farm's truck.

''Clark!?'' Ron called out jumping over the fence and ran to the yard. ''Mrs. Kent?!''

Ron ran to the house while Harry went for the farm. Hermione stood outside in case Clark or his mother would come out soon. But ultimately they couldn't find anyone from the Kent Farm.

''They are not here,'' Hermione said after having re-grouped with Harry and Ron.

''There is one other place they could be,'' Ron said looking at the hills in the distance, ''especially at a time like this.''

''He always believed you were meant for greater things and when the day came, your shoulders would be able to bear the pain.''

''Yeah,'' Clark said crossing his arms and look at his father's gravestone. ''I just wish he would have been there to see it finally happen.''

''He saw it, Clark,'' Martha said also looking at her husband's grave. ''Believe me.''

Clark looked at his mother and thought back. Years back to his childhood, his father fixing the tractor and him playing with the family. He had been wearing that red blanket in his back, similar to the cape in the ceremonial armor Clark had found in that old scouting ship in the arctic. It had been a funny coincidence that one of it's pilots, probably Clark's Kryptonian ancestor had owned it and kept in the ship until Clark stumbled on it. Playing with that blanket was the closest thing to Clark's destiny that Jonathan Kent had been allowed to see before his death. But, it was enough to feed him faith on his son.

''So, what are you going to do when you're not saving the world?'' Martha asked.''Have you given any thought to that?''

''I have actually,'' Clark said, and grinned thinking about it again. ''I'm going to find a job, so I can keep my ear to the ground. Where people won't look twice, when I wanna go somewhere dangerous and start asking questions.''

''You gonna join the inquisitors, mate?''

That voice was familiar. Clark turned around fast to see three figures approaching him and his mother. And Clark recognized them.

''You guys!''

Pleasantly surprised, Clark speeded to Harry, Ron and Hermione and took them all into a bear hug. Martha followed with her own pace and was also pleased to see Clark's old friends.

''Haven't seen you in- how long has it been?'' Clark said letting them go from the hug.

''About 16 years,'' Ron said trying to catch his breath. ''Give or take.''

''I see you found that projector,'' Hermione said.

''Oh, yeah, that,'' Clark said after realizing what Hermione was talking about. ''Yes, I found it. It was in Canadian arctic. How have you guys been?''

The catching up on what had happened in the last 16 years to everyone was disgussed on their way back to the farm. Clark was being told all about Ron's and Hermione's marriage-

''Totally saw that coming,'' Clark said after being told of it and patted Ron on his shoulder. ''You go, dog.''

-Harry's and Ginny's marriage-

''Was suspecting that too,'' Clark commented remembering the scene before the Room of Requirement had been destroyed.

-and about their jobs at the Ministry of Magic. Harry was the Head of Auror Office, with Ron working with him and Hermione, who had gone to do her last year in Hogwarts after Voldemort had been defeated, worked as the Deputy Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Harry also told Clark about him and Ron having been there in Metropolis when he was fighting Zod.

''Oh,'' Clark said as they returned to the farm. ''You were there?''

''We just got there when we could,'' Harry explained. ''The Ministry was working through different channels to other countries and trying to gather intel about Zod and his agenda. We also had to try convince the Minister of Magic that we couldn't just hand you over after you helped us in Hogwarts with Voldemort.''

''And only when that machine he was using we were allowed to send a squad to assist you,'' Ron continued.

''I didn't see you anywhere,'' Clark said as they enetered the house, which was still a mess.

''Thank you, dear,'' Martha told Hermione who had taken out her wand and begun to use magic to help cleaning up.

''Like I said, we came in late and had actually hard time getting through the panicing muggles,'' Harry said. ''I couldn't get there to help you, I just managed to get there to see-''

Harry didn't say more as he could see from Clark's face he was still trying to come to terms with his actions while fighting against Zod. He had taken a life and it was a big deal. Deciding not to take the subject further, Harry decided to change the subject.

''So, who was that woman in flight suit?''

Clark took this with a little tease and awkwardness before answering:

''Shadow I managed to get while I was in Canada,'' he explained. ''There was a scout ship sent from my planet, Krypton, where I found that projector. She, Lois, was a reporter who followed me there and found out about what I could do. And even after I managed to get away from her, she managed to track me here, to the farm. You can guess the rest.''

''Reporter?'' Hermione repeated looking clever. ''Is that the job you said you were going to find for yourself?''

''She works in the Daily Planet,'' Clark said. ''And I already had that one gig as one when we broke into the Ministry. If I could fake that, I think I can be a real one too, if I start from the bottom.''

''If you're going to be working around after whole that,'' Harry said pointing at the direction of Metropolis, ''you're going to also need something to blend in again since everyone knows your face.''

''I think I can help with that,'' Hermione said taking something from the rubble and used her wand to turn it into something. ''When we broke into the Ministry, you were wearing these, remember?''

Clark took what Hermione had made for him and walked to a mirror before putting them on. Seeing himself wearing glasses took Clark years back to when he was trying to get into the Ministry of Magic and remembered how he had borrowed Harry's glasses. They had looked good on him and so did these, with thick rims and big lenses shaping his face to look like another person the himself.

''Thanks,'' Clark said turning to his mother and friends. ''But I think also need different clothes and a different kind of hairstyle.

Author's notes: Next I will be updating Hereafter again and only after that you will know what happens next here. I will be waiting for reports on Batman V Superman: Dawn of Justice's shooting and about Lex Luthor. Because the next chapter will be featuring Lex Luthor.

Replies to Reviews:

ww1990ww: Yes, Lex Luthor will be in this story and his sister's death is a factor in his role. I'm still playing out the scenarios of Harry and the others meeting the Justice League. I can't say anything concrete, but they will be meeting at least those the JL-members appearing in Hereafter.

Miss Singing in the Rain: Voldemort might be dead, but his influence and legacy still exist. There is something for you to think about and I hope I made Harry explain reasonably why apparating would have been difficult in that situation.

AND YEAH! I KNOW! The same thing with building getting destroyed was done in Transformers, Avengers(I did not watch it), Godzilla and in how many other Superhero movies, so why in the name of Rao(Kryptonian Sun God) are people angry with Superman when they cheered for those other guys?

Nomad-177: Yeah, Darkseid is too big to be used in this. With the main villains I have planned, Darkseid would really fill the pool to over flow so I'm limiting him to only appear in mentions and probable flashbacks.