Chapter One

This is a new story that started milling around in my head yesterday. No I haven't forgotten Weapons of Magic, if you're reading that. But it's been some time since I had wrote something new. I warn you, it contains violence, sexual situations, and is rated M. There may be death(s). We'll see. Just warning you. Some things probably won't make sense at first, but it will be explained as the story goes on. Just be patient. :)

This starts at the very end of the seventh books.

Prologue

Voldemort's lifeless body fell to the ground, a look of shock frozen onto his horrendous face.

Harry Potter had done it. He had killed the Dark Lord once and for all.

But Harry was tired from the events that had taken place. Anybody would expect this, and also expect, that now the threat of Voldemort was gone, Harry would be fine. He would rest, mourn those who had died at the hand of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and then, basically go on with his life.

But killing is not so easy. A person who kills in cold blood, cracks and splits there soul and will began to destroy and blacken it. Voldemort had destroyed his beyond repair, and while he still had a soul, it was a corrupted, twisted, disgusting former shadow of what it had once been, unable to be repaired.

Killing for a righteous reason can bother a person, maybe slightly crack the soul. It likely doesn't destroy it, though. A man may kill an intruder who breaks into a house, intending to kill the residents. The man, grateful that his family is okay, may still feel a bit of guilt at the fact that he had to kill a man. That little crack appears, then is slowly repaired over time.

Harry, his mind worn out, tired from trying to keep him and his friend's family alive and safe, reeled for a moment, realizing he had just killed someone. The crack appeared,

The people gathered around, cheered and did not see the invisible events taking place. But Harry felt them…

His friends gathered around him, hugging Harry, who stiffened at the contact.

"It's over, you did it!" said Hermione, squeezing him.

Harry, felt anger bubbling up, although he didn't know why. Hermione was his friend.

He pushed her away and stalked off.

"Harry-?"

"Just give him a minute," said Ron. "He's just been through a lot. He'll be okay though."

But Harry wouldn't.

He went to the top of the astronomy tower and stood there, looking out, clutching the ramparts, wondered what was happening to him. He felt so odd, and angry. He couldn't figure out why.

"Harry?" asked a soft voice.

He turned, his eyes darkening when he saw Ginny standing behind him.

"What?" he snapped.

Ginny flinched. "I just wanted to see you, make sure you're okay…and make sure we are okay."

"Well, as you can see, I'm just fine," Harry snarled. "And there is no we, so you can go away."

Ginny stared at him. "But-Harry…"

"Go away," said Harry through gritted teeth.

"Fine," said Ginny, tears welling in her eyes and she turned and ran, sobbing.

Harry flinched at her tears for a moment, and then quickly forgot them, as he turned to stare back out over the ramparts.

The crack was there, and it wouldn't heal.

Titans Tower.

Far away, in Jump City, lived a group of young adults. They had once been the Teen Titans, but seeing as they had grown up, they were just the Titans now. They knew nothing of Harry's world, as witches and wizards strive to keep themselves a secret from non magical people, Muggles.

There was one girl, who was not quite a Muggle, but not quite a witch either. She knew nothing of the Wizarding world, only of the world of regular people, and the world she had grown up in, Azareth.

Although right now, her world consisted of nothing but matching candies together and getting the highest score.

Raven sat huddled on the couch in Titans Tower, using the new communicator Cyborg had designed for them. It was like a smart phone, only better. They could communicate with each other, access the internet, track each other's location, access the Titan main frame, get alerts of major events (like when Cinderblock was raging through the city again), and there were dozens of other features. And you could play games on it.

Raven had never bothered with video games much. They seemed dull and pointless mostly, but Beast Boy had downloaded Candy Crush and hacked it (unlimited lives) and then convinced Raven to try it.

Surprisingly, she had gotten hooked on it. It was challenging, but not so challenging as to cause her to get mad and throw her communicator across the room in a fit of rage (not that it would do much harm, Cyborg had made them pretty tough). She was much better at it, then Beast Boy.

"Dude, you are so much better at it than me!" whined Beast Boy, leaning across the couch, looking at her screen. Her high score was way better than his.

Raven smirked slightly. "Really, I'm better than the great video game king?"

"Now, you know I'm video game king!' said Cyborg entering the room. "BB is just the prince."

"Take that back, you tin can."

"Make me!"

"I challenge you to a match in Dead or Alive!"

"You're on!"

They jumped on the couch and began playing. Raven sighed and stood up and went to the kitchen. Starfire was sitting at the counter, drinking mustard and playing some empire game on her communicator.

"I am victorious!" said Starfire, setting it down. "Raven, I have defeated my enemies. They shall bow to my snorlargs."

"Uh, great," said Raven.

"Are you excited to be going on the date tonight with Beast Boy," asked Starfire.

"It's not a date," said Raven, narrowing her eyes.

"But you are going to a restaurant to eat and spend the alone time, yes? Maybe do a bit of the making out?"

Raven frantically shook her head. "No! We are not going to be alone! We're going to be getting pizza in a place full of other people. That's it."

"But you could go and be alone later-"

"I'm not making out with him! Starfire, we're taking this slow. Very, very, very slow. I made that a condition."

"I can not believe he had the courage to ask you out, after all this time!" squealed Starfire.

Raven thought back to a month ago, when Beast Boy had grown some balls finally.

Flashback:

Beast Boy darted to Raven's room, before his courage ran out, and banged on her door.

There was silence for a moment then Raven cracked it open and glared at him.

"What?"

Beast Boy dropped to his knees. "Raven, I've had the biggest crush on you for years and I want you to be my girlfriend! I will do my best to make you happy if you'll give me a chance!" he babbled out in a rush.

"Okay."

Beast Boy stared. "You mean, okay, as in, yes?"

"Yeah, sure," droned Raven in her monotone.

Beast Boy's jaw hit the floor. "W-wow."

"Okay, great," said Raven. "But we are not calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend. We are just…friends, heading toward boyfriend and girlfriend status, possibly, if you don't annoy me too much." She shut the door. She leaned against. What the heck had she agreed too?

Beast Boy, still in the hall, scratched his head. Well, she said, yes, sort of. This was more like a trial run for her, he supposed. If she could tolerate his company, and he wasn't too annoying, then they would have a more serious relationship. Beast Boy turned into a dog, chased his tail around gleefully, and then decided the first thing he could start doing, to not get on Raven's nerve and cause her to change her mind, would be to take a shower and actually remember to use deodorant afterwards. He skipped down the hallway.

End flashback.

It hadn't been so bad. Raven had laid some rules down, and Beast Boy accepted, not trying to kiss her, or get too touchy feely. She had a crush on him too, it was true, but she wanted to take things really slow. Her powers were linked to her emotions, and love and lust were powerful emotions and could cause her to lose control if they came on too fast. He took her out to eat, and they would talk, and just enjoyed each other's company. But that was it. But Raven enjoyed their dates more than she would admit, and decided, probably in a couple of weeks, that she and him would take it to another level, and actually be his girlfriend. And maybe let him hold her hand in public.

"Raven, you need to do the loosing up," said Starfire. "You know, Robin and me made out on our second date and then made out minus the shirts on our fifth date and on our twelfth date-"

"Lalalala!" babbled Raven, covering her ears. "Too much info, Starfire!" She didn't want to think about Starfire and Robin, half naked, smooching in the back of the T-Car, or wherever they did it.

Starfire giggled. "Raven, you will see, if you let Beast Boy get closer to you, it is very nice to be in love."

"Yeah, I'm just, nervous."

"Beast Boy would not hurt you, or break your heart."

"Uh, I'm just not so comfortable with the physical stuff."

"Don't worry, it will come," said Starfire.

Raven decided to go meditate up on the roof before the sun set fully. She would meet Beast Boy up here later, and then they would go out to eat.

She was in the lotus position, floating, when something suddenly grabbed her from behind. Her eyes flashed open with annoyance. Beast Boy.

But then a hand covered her mouth and Raven tried to bat him off, really annoyed now. This wasn't funny in the least bit.

She flailed and her phone slipped out of a pocket inside her cape and clacked onto the ground, unharmed. But then she heard a muttered word and a bang and her phone was blasted into pieces.

Raven lashed out as she realized it wasn't Beast Boy playing a prank. But her attacker was holding her too tightly and before she had a chance to do anything, she felt a weird sensation.

Beast Boy came out to the roof. It was dark and he looked around for Raven. She wasn't up here…

Maybe she had just gone to the bathroom, Beast Boy sat on the edge to wait. He was on the wrong side and didn't notice the destroyed bits that used to be her communicator.

Raven, of course, never showed up.