The Red Robin and the Serpent's Heir

by Pott3r375

In the cold halls of long forgotten chambers, something stirs. When bodies seem to be frozen begin to pop up who will stop them. "People frozen like statues? I hear voices in the walls. Now all we need is...oh look messages in blood. Great, Gotham followed me to school." Sequel to the The Red Robin and the Case of the Philosopher's Stone.

2. Blocked Paths, Trains, and Booster Gold?

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Pott3r375: Sorry for the wait folks. Illness, Final Projects, and got fired from work. Needless to say, I have been busy.

Harry: I feel your pain.

Harley-Quinn: Aww Shad-up! You don't even give Mistah J story time!

Riddler: That's because for a Neanderthal. He can recognize true intellect.

Pott3r375: No, Joker and Harley might have story time later. I just enjoy watching you lose to Batman all the time Nigma.

Batman: There you are.

Riddler and Harley: AAAAAHHHHHH!

Harry: On with my story!

Chapter 2

Blocked Paths, Trains, and…Booster-Gold?

CRASH!

"Ow," Ron held his head.

"The platform appears to be blocked." Harry snarked beginning to pick up the scattered items.

"Watsa matta wit choo?" the platform guard asked, "Entrance nevah act like dat a'fore."

"Someone or something blocked the path to 9 ¾." Harry answered dusting off his clothes.

"Harry!" Ron almost shouted.

"Let me guess," Harry paused, "Secrecy?" Ron nodded at this. Harry then pointed to a television playing a live-feed of a battle between a golden mask wearing woman and Dr. Fate. "What secrecy?"

"Oh." Ron blushed and looked at a very interesting floor tile.

BOOM!

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls! You creatures of lesser race." A talking gorilla spoke while being lowered through a jagged skylight by a large well-manicured hand. "I find myself in a bit of a situation which calls for the need of hostages. So to put it in terms you understand, board train 10."

"Harry, we should do…as…he…where did he go?" Ron shrugged and began calculating outcomes in his 'Chess-mode' when he was interrupted.

"You boy," the gorilla got Ron's attention. "Tell the authorities if I see them or a do-gooder in tights-and-cape following us I will start killing hostages. Giganta, time to go." Gorilla-Grodd stepped on the train and forced the engineer to start the train. The train left the platform just as the authorities rushed into the building. Ron told them what the gorilla had told him to say, but he didn't mention the dark shape he saw leap onto the roof of high jacked train.

Meanwhile on the train

Giganta stood on the outer platform of the last car on the train. She was to look out and apprehend any do-gooders. She didn't want to return to crime, but the Legion of Doom had her daughter.

"Let me guess," a young distorted voice started, "You got blackmailed." Robin stared her down with the signature 'glare' that all of Batman's protégés developed.

"Yes," Giganta whispered, "they will kill her if I don't help."

"Odd," Robin cocked his head to the side. "I saw Titanica go through the 9 ¾ barrier this morning."

"For your own health you better not be lying to me." She growled.

"I don't lie about my friends," Robin huffed, "Besides I had to deal with Booster…"

"I believe you," Giganta cut off Robin, "No one seems to enjoy working with him."

"I do," Robin answered, "I mean, he does have an ego the size of Russia, but he does his best."

"So," Giganta paused dramatically, "Team-up?"

"Absolutely!" Robin piped up, "Now punch me up the train!" Giganta followed through.

Grodd looked down on the unconscious form of the latest Boy-Wonder. "Well done Giganta, you made the correct choice for your daughter's life. Now let us see what lies beneath the mask of The Dark Knight's latest prodigy-child." He leaned in to get a closer look when a hand snapped up and sprayed him in the face with a gas. His last conscious thought being, 'I hate bananas, even the smell.'

A stopped train, arrest, and well-crafted half-truth later; Harry found himself on a Justice-Jet headed for the Scottish Highlands. Ron, he found out got a lift from his parents. Unfortunately Harry would arrive later…much, much later.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

11 PM Greenwich Mean Time

"Grodd, Gentleman Ghost, Ra's Ahl Ghul, and The Red Hood! In the SAME DAY!?" Harry exclaimed while dragging his trunk, "Well it is not like my day could get worse."

"Oh," Harry looked up to see Mr. Filch standing there holding and petting Mrs. Norris like a supervillain, "I think so boy, I think so." Harry sighed and followed the castle's interior caretaker to his office. "Stay here, Mister Potter."

Ten Minutes Later

"Mister Potter," Headmaster Dumbledore said, "Please come with me." Harry followed the Sorcerer Supreme of Europe to the study outside the Great Hall. 'I have a feeling I will hate this room later,' Harry thought to himself. He looked around the room, all the Heads of House, Rachel "Raven" Roth, and a man with bright gold robes and an annoying smile were standing there.

"I understand you were in a spot of trouble Mister Potter?" Professor McGonagall inquired in her Deputy-Headmistress-Mode. Harry went to answer with 'Never Reveal Your Secret Identity Story Number 287-C" when the gold-robed man spoke up, "He got caught up in League Business." Suddenly it clicked; gold clothes, insanely perfect hair, annoying smile, and obvious 'Russia-sized' ego.

"Booster-Gold?" Harry hesitantly asked.

"INDEED! IT IS I! BOOSTER-GOLD! THE HERO OF T…ompf!" Raven elbowed him in the ribs…fracturing them.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Harry asked face-palming.

"Affirmative." Raven answered with a tick mark in her temple.

"Great," Robin persona leaking, "Just great."

Next time…

Who is Giganta's daughter? What is in store for this year? Will Booster-Gold accidently use material from the future? These questions and more answered in…The Red Robin and the Serpent's Heir!