Chapter Five: Under the Influence
"So, now that everything is set up and ready to go, we'll head off on the mission," Imra said to Harry and Karen, who looked at each other. It had been less than six hours since their last little encounter.
Had Karen been a bit quicker on the uptake after all that happened, she would have grabbed Harry and slammed him into the wall just like that, then had her way with him. She'd been thinking about all that she would have done to him and then even more.
However, now was not the time nor the place, she needed to remain focused and professional. The blonde brushed her fingers through her hair as she waited for Imra to pass the baton to Chloe for the mission briefing.
Chloe was all too happy to play the role of technical support; she'd been doing it for years after all, so it was a roll that she excelled in and felt comfortable with. "Well, as you know, things have gone from kind of odd to really fucking weird."
"Then again, what out there is normal?" Harry asked Chloe and she had no answer for that one. The blonde placed her hand on the top of her head, she did in fact wonder what was normal.
"Well be that as it may, we've got a problem," Chloe told him and once again, she paused to double check the mission parameters. "Sector Five is known to be one of the roughest sectors in the galaxy for some time now. After the Guardians of Oa downsized, there hasn't been a Green Lantern patrolling that Sector for some time."
They all nodded the information about how the Green Lanterns had been divided and the eventual war of the light was available in the reports for anyone interested in perusing it at their leisure.
"So, Sector Five being right smack in the middle of this little bit of chaos, it's not surprising at all that something really fucking weird is happening there," Chloe told them and there were nods all around. "What is kind of surprising is the fact that the same glowing ship has been hovering just at the edge of the crime scene every time an incident like the ones reported have happened."
"Seems to be a pattern there," Harry concluded, he didn't believe in coincidence and his extensive training was telling him that it wasn't the case here as well.
"There is no seeming to be, there is a pattern here," Chloe corrected. "I'm not sure if that set up that red fog as a speed bump for any ships to pass through that they want to raid. For all I know they could simply be using it to their advantage."
"Right, right," Karen nodded with a smile.
"The ship we're sending you out in is shielded so there shouldn't be a problem," Chloe informed them and she could almost see the argument forming on Harry's tongue so she decided to cut him off at the pass. "I'm simply saying there shouldn't be a problem, but still, best to be on your guard, just in case."
The last two Legion ships they sent out had been lost in the Forbidden Zone. Fortunately they were well connected so they'd been able to get hold of a new one and dare she say it, a better one for this mission.
Karen whistled, she was impressed by this ship, almost as was impressed as she was by Harry. It was small but efficient and it could hold three people comfortable.
"I notice that there is no room for prisoners," Imra commented to Chloe, bringing up the concern before Harry had a chance to. Of course, she might as well have plucked it out of his mind for all that she knew.
"Well, prisoners aren't on my mind first and foremost," Chloe said waving off that concern. "We don't have the jurisdiction to hold anyone, so….let's just hope that the local authorities are going to be accommodating."
Harry could almost tell via Chloe's words that the local authorities would be less than accommodating to them. His emerald green eyes locked forwards onto the ship.
"Well, there are other ways to deal with the current problem," Harry offered them as he locked his eyes on theirs. "Providing of course, that they are being infected by the fog in a different way than the people on the cargo ships."
"Well, we're going to have to find out," Karen offered speaking up for the first time. She waved towards the ship. "After you."
Harry started walking forwards with a smile, but then paused. "You know, I'm well aware you only offered so that could stare at my ass as I walked to the ship."
"Damn! My nefarious plan was found out! Oh, be still my beating heart, whatever should I do now?" the Kryptonian female asked dramatically with a cheeky smile on her face as she looked back at him. "Well, do you blame me for wanting to enjoy the view?"
Harry fired back another grin as he almost faced her, his eyes lingered on her impressive breasts for a moment. "Not at all my dear Karen, not at all."
Harry walked towards the ship; it was a silver color, with a bit of blue trim where the various pieces of the ship connected. There were no windows, or to be more specific, there were no windows visible on the outside of the ship. He knew that the windows were camouflaged so that people couldn't peer into the ship from the outside, but those within could still see out them clearly. He thought it was a nifty little feature.
"So do you fly?"
It was Imra who asked Harry that. He noticed that there were only two chairs at the front the ship, with a bit of room for a passenger in the back. He supposed that someone could sit on the floor, but he doubted that would be very safe.
"Yes, I can fly a plane, nothing like this though," Harry told her.
"Well, maybe one day I'll teach you how, it might be very useful," Imra told him as she sat down in the pilot seat.
Karen gestured towards Harry, offering him the second seat. Shrugging, he took it.
A second later, Karen plopped herself down onto Harry's lap. He smiled as she managed to strap both of them in. They were confined in the same area, but somehow the blonde managed to slowly writhe her cute ass into his crotch.
"Comfy?" Karen murmured as Harry lifted up his arms and folded them over her chest.
"Very much so," Harry whispered into her ear and Karen closed her eyes. She placed her hands on top of his and started to rub them softly. "Aren't you?"
"Yes," Karen told him as she leaned back, pushing her ass into his crotch again and her chest into his hands. She was content, although any further fun would have to wait until after the mission.
Imra smiled, although she did shake her head to clear it. One could cut the sexual tension in the air with a knife and she was feeling the heat quite strongly herself. Never the less, the blonde focused forward as she prepared to fire up the ship.
"I'm feeding the coordinates into the navigation computer right now," Chloe told Imra over the comm link and the blonde nodded in response. "Everyone hold on, this could be a bumpy right."
The ship shifting caused Karen to press even further into Harry's lap. He was trying to control the stiff bulge growing in his pants, but she was making it difficult to do so with her constant shifting and writhing.
He could see her grin thanks to the reflective surface of the ship and yes, she knew precisely what she was doing.
They were getting closer to reaching Sector Five and Imra didn't know why it hit her so strongly, but never the less, she was feeling an incoming sense of dread that swam throughout her body.
"There's two cargo ships coming through the sector right now," Chloe informed them over the comm system.
"So all we have to do is shadow one and the shrieking madness that influenced the others should kick in," Harry commented as Karen trailed her tongue over his finger. It was warm, wet and he could see something reflected in her eyes.
"Don't you like it?" Karen asked in a breathy voice.
"I like it, but….we should stay focused," Harry managed, although he felt her erect nipples underneath his hand and there was a certain part of his body that had a mind of its own, to the point where it was pressing hard against her ass.
"Oh, we need to stay focused, I'm sure I can give you something interesting to focus on," Karen said hotly and the seat belt that contained them got even tighter. The blonde imagined turning around and riding Harry to a relentless climax.
"The ship's readings are all off, nothing should be able to get through into the ship!" Imra cried out, she was getting a headache that was making unbearably hard to focus. The fact that Harry was this close to fucking the hell out of Karen and the lustful thoughts rolling off both of them didn't really help with her state of mind at all. Especially given that she imagined Harry doing any number of naughty things to her.
"What's off about the ship?" Harry asked her as Karen shifted against his groin once again.
"Maybe we should take our clothes, it's getting a little hot in here," Karen cooed as she felt the warmth reach her loins and with it the need to be filled immediately.
"No, Karen, it's not that," Imra told her, although now she felt like she was sweating. She tried to shut down that train of thoughts, but they were being projected really loudly from the other two nearby her. The fact that Harry seemed to emit some kind of pheromones didn't help either.
And it was the type that hit women who had an attraction to him hard and stripped away their inhibitions. Imra engaged the auto pilot of the ship.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked as he felt lust and desire burn through his body. "Do you need a drink?"
"I know something that she can drink," Karen breathed and now she turned in the chair, pressing her cheek against Harry's before she leaned back. She was about ready to rip the seat belts out of the chair and perhaps the entire chair out, then make use of the space in the back.
Imra, ignoring what was an extremely enticing suggestion, shook her head. She put up more mental shields, but they were being hacked away just as quickly as she managed to put them up. She trailed one hand downwards between her thighs, but stopped herself just in time, she couldn't help but wonder what she was doing.
"Imra, what are you doing?" Chloe demanded over the comm system, the readings she was getting from the ships diagnostic systems where the definition of really fucking weird.
"Harry," Imra murmured underneath her breath.
"YOU'RE ABOUT TO DO HARRY!" Chloe shouted in a scandalized tone of voice, there seemed to be quite a bit of jealously present in her voice as well.
"What…no…um….no….there's something making it's way into the ship and yes, I realize that shouldn't be possible," Imra whimpered as she closed her eyes and mentally counted to thirty. before she popped them open.
"If it shouldn't be possible then…"
"I realize that! Believe me, I realize that! Let me try and land the ship. We're going to crash if I don't, the auto pilot doesn't seem to be working properly," Imra told Chloe frantically as she tried to deactivate the auto pilot and land the star craft. The readings were way off and the blonde telepath struggled to figure out what she should do.
Then the readings hit her and she should have known what was going on the instant that they went off, but for some reason, she had neglected to understand it the first time she read them.
'Of course,' Imra thought to herself, she should have recognized the symptoms the moment she saw them, but yet, she had what the humans might have called, a blonde moment.
The blonde shook her head as she reared back and bit down on her lip.
"Harry, Karen….this is….Red Kryptonite dust, you need to…."
"Sweat it out?" Karen asked with a lustful grin on her face, she had no problems sweating it out, especially when it was with Harry.
There was a crack as the chair was pushed backwards and Karen sank her fingernails into Harry's neck as she prepared to snog his brains out. Harry cupped her ass and then explored her soft, feminine curves, running his hands all over her body.
"Oh, is that for me?" Karen cooed at him but their fun was interrupted when something struck hard against the side of the ship.
Imra saw the warning lights blaring on the ship and Karen managed to clear her head long enough to focus, anger literally burning within her eyes as they glowed red.
"This is what happened to the other ships, they were attacked after going through the dust," Imra muttered.
Harry managed to engage his brain for a moment, although it was hard as Karen was still grinding on top of him despite her renewed focus.
"Later, I swear," Harry breathed into her ear.
"Better not be too much longer, I can't wait," Karen managed and she couldn't help but grope Harry's package before they broke apart.
Harry engaged his Occlumency skills to block out the feelings of lust, as well as the thoughts of wanting to tie this blonde babe up on the floor and having his way with her over and over again.
"Right….we're not a Cargo Ship, so why are they attacking us?" Harry asked.
Karen shook her head and anger flared through her bright blue eyes, that were currently glowing red. "Obviously! It's because these fuckers are getting really tired of living!"
Imra shuddered despite herself and she made a mental note never to piss off a horny Kryptonian female.
"We're going to land on that moon over there, let's see if we can reason with them," Imra told them.
Karen cracked her knuckles, she had her own ways of reasoning with them, because how dare they interrupt her and stop her from fulfilling her needs!
Imra managed to land the ship without crashing, but given that she was expending every limit of her concentration towards blocking out other things, it was quite the impressive feat in of itself. She once again was bombarded with a stream of lustful thoughts from Karen, but they seemed to have tapered off ever so slightly from Harry.
Harry and Karen had pulled apart for now, but she could have sworn she saw each of them giving the other "fuck me" eyes every now and again. Imra just chose to ignore it for now and chalk the feeling in the pit of her stomach as butterflies, even though it seemed to be coming from a little bit lower.
Another ship landed right beside them. The ship resembled one of the Cargo Ships, so it was obvious that they had stolen spare parts or perhaps an entire ship. It was a brilliant strategy really, an attempt to make everything look like it was on the level.
"Scavengers," Imra whispered as she saw the ship door open outwards.
There were alien races that had no home planets, who'd banded together and survived by scavenging off of others for all that they could take. They often sold what they could to the highest bidders, given the massive black market trade for weapons, food, and medicine, those who bought it didn't care where it came from. In fact, the market price would be far less as scavengers often bartered for goods instead of credits.
Some of the wilder ones often attacked those who had offered the deal after it had gone through, then took the contraband to the next trader. It was a hostile operation and a viscous cycle.
Harry couldn't understand whatever language these bug eyed creatures were speaking, but he was pretty sure whatever they said was hostile. They pointed razor sharp fingers towards them.
"They must be joking," Karen said, as rage continued to flow through her eyes.
One of the Scavenger's spat acid towards Harry and the girls, which they ducked. The acid connected with the ship and melted right on through the area it made contact with.
"Well, if that's their idea of a joke, then we might die laughing," Harry grumbled as he waved his hand, a ball of mud rose up underneath where they stood and smothered two of the aliens to death. Harry refused to play around with these things, they were predators, and he wasn't about to be their prey.
Karen punched one of the aliens in the face, cracking several bones. Her fist would have taken its head off, had the alien been a little bit weaker. The hideous creature dropped to the ground with a thud.
One of the aliens expanded much like a puffer fish. He had spikes all over his body and he shot them at Harry, Karen, and Imra.
Quickly, Harry cast a ricochet spell on the spikes which launched them back at his adversaries. There was a loud crack as the spikes impaled several of them, punching straight on through them.
A huge alien which looked like a cross between a rhinoceros and a gorilla stampeded towards Karen, the blonde having seen the creature coming caught it's punch in her hand at the last moment, then proceeded to twist it's arm behind it's back and force it down to a kneeling position.
"Remember, keep one alive so we can interrogate them," Imra ordered, thankful that they were on a moon where the atmosphere was breathable to all of them.
"I know, I want him to suffer," Karen growled out as she pushed the arm slowly up her enemies back and there was a loud cracking sound as she snapped his elbow.
Once again, Harry couldn't understand what was being said, but after that he was pretty sure that he was about ready to give up.
Imra moved over, she tried to translate the beast's hostile thoughts.
"This one's going to be a tricky nut to crack," Imra muttered as she bit down on her lip, only for Harry to grip her hand and squeeze it softly, causing her to relax, even if it was just a little bit. The blonde shook her head and turned back to the problem at hand.
"Just take a deep breath and focus," Harry told her as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.
Imra blinked at that, Harry's strong arms around her waist, weren't helping her focus any, but she somehow managed to do so.
"Right, focusing," she breathed out, before she looked at the creature and went through its brutish mind. It was hard to really get a fix on what it was really thinking. Yet, she had to try and try she did, she shifted through the shattered memories.
"I think there's some force manipulating these creatures, their minds are simple, little better than intelligent animals, so they are easily led," Imra breathed as she stepped away from Harry with great regret.
"Any idea who's behind it?" Karen asked, wanting to use her heat vision to blast this thing's head off for what it interrupted, but she managed to hold back from doing so.
"You know, that's a good question and one that I don't have the answer to," Imra offered, possibilities entered her mind but without any concrete proof, she didn't want to give voice to them. "I'm going to take a look at their ship, the two of you stay put."
The pull of the Red Kryptonite was very strong, and it was effecting Harry and Karen inhibitions greatly. To the point where it took more self control than they had.
"We should tie him up, so he doesn't go anywhere," Harry stated, then used a spell to wrap thick cables around the creature, making it uncomfortable for him to even move.
Karen offered him a passionate smile and then she commented in a low purr. "Oh! Into bondage, are we Harry?"
"Depends on why you're asking," Harry whispered to her as she moved closer, both of them coming face to face with each other.
"The ship was cozy, but there's plenty of space out here, there no one but this guy around and he's not waking up any time soon," Karen whispered to him as she leaned in to nibble on his neck. The red Kryptonite residue was on both of the ships and had ensnared the two of them quite strongly. She whispered huskily in his ear as she traced his abs and then, with another quick movement, pushed her hand down his pants. "I want you."
Harry could not resist, especially with her firm grip around his tool. His eyes closed shut as he knew what was going to come next.
The final tally was two really hot blondes curled up next to Harry on a moon they'd cracked through their actions. The green eyed wizard smiled down at his conquests, as their naked bodies pressed up against his.
"We better…check in...with Chloe, because...she must be...really worried," Karen whispered breathlessly.
"We better not give her the full details," Imra commented, not wanting to detach herself from Harry just yet, but she understood how her friend would be feeling once she found out what they'd gotten up to.
"Yeah, she'd be pissed that she missed this," Karen concluded as she traced Harry's abdomen with her fingers.
"So, I don't think that any of us expected the mission to quite go in that direction," Chloe concluded with a half raised eyebrow towards Harry, Karen, and Imra, who all returned looking disheveled. They did bring back data and there was a bit more on it then what she thought they intended for her to see.
"It's just as well, if it didn't go in that direction, I most certainly would have jumped Harry anyway when we got back, and he deserves it for teasing me something fierce," Karen whispered as she grabbed a handful of Harry's ass.
Chloe closed her eyes in order to take a deep breath, much to her dismay, a lot of the ship logs had unfortunately been lost on the way home. Which meant Harry was doing a fucking great job in building up some anticipation in the back of her head. She still got to see some of it, it just wasn't the full on porno she would have liked to see.
'Guess I'm going to have to do some first hand research,' Chloe mused to herself as she brushed her hair from her eyes and bit down on her lip, offering a brief moment of pause, then she brought her hand up to her chin.
She shook her head, she always made these weird hand movements when she was nervous or perhaps, because she didn't have enough caffeine, or maybe it was because she had too much of it. Yes, caffeine, that was the ticket, she needed plenty more caffeine, she needed to recharge in the worst way.
'What a morning,' she thought to herself as she shook her head. She took a few steps over to the coffee machine and prepared to indulge herself in her favorite beverage.
The younger Kara was waiting for her there with a shit eating grin on her face.
"Sooo….your husband…."
"I'm perfectly aware of what my husband did, thank you very much," the blonde commented with a grin on her face.
"Right and…."
"I went a long time with Harry to myself, but other girls allow the possibility to explore different angles," Kara stated as she took a cup of coffee of herself, she thought that she really shouldn't, but at the same time, she couldn't resist. "Plus, with a sex god like Harry, it would be quite frankly be selfish of me if I horded the merchandise, in any case Karen and Imra aren't the first girls we added to our fun."
"...Right," Chloe said, somehow in her caffeine addled mind that did make a ton of sense. She shook her head and Kara smiled. She could see Harry and Karen over in the corner, she still trying to get used to the name, but it was more of an alias than anything else.
"Well, it isn't often that you find a man on any planet that has a twelve inch dick and knows how to use it," Kara stated sweetly with blunt and unrepentant honesty. "Especially, given how most Kryptonians are known to be faster than a speeding bullet."
Chloe managed to not spit her coffee on anything of value, but that was something that amused her greatly. That could have been because she had a dirty mind by nature though, she didn't know for sure. However she shook her head, trying not to laugh, although coffee came flying out of her nose in the process.
"They always said that Clark was faster than a speeding bullet….oh boy," Chloe commented, laughing as that statement took on an entirely new meaning for her. She shook her head as her eyes watered.
"There was an energy signature on the smugglers that's pretty close to that of the infected in the Forbidden Zone," Harry said to Chloe as he managed to detach himself from Imra and Karen and the young woman turned around to face him, nearly banging her knee onto the edge of the table in surprise.
"You're kidding me!" Chloe whispered and Harry looked at her with an eyebrow half raised and she couldn't help but laugh, she could have slapped herself for not seeing it. "Okay, you're not kidding me, but that's just…."
"Yes, I know that's just..." Harry stated as he took a cup of coffee. There was that one time where he downed eighteen cups of coffee in about an hour and boy was that a mistake. However, while he knew that he shouldn't, he did. "...But, it just proves that there is a more manipulative force at work. Who knows, it might be dating back to Riddle himself, maybe even before that."
"Who do you think it is?" Chloe asked Harry.
Harry shrugged. "Your guess is pretty much as good as mine right now, if I knew, we'd be in a lot better spirits then we are now, you know."
"Yes, I know," Chloe agreed as she did a half shrug of her shoulders, then took another cup of coffee. She had a greater tolerance than many thanks to her upgraded powers.
"Well, we turned the smugglers that survived into the authorities, of course the fact that they'll be out within a week if enough credits exchanges hands, it's not that reassuring," Imra said as she sat down across from Harry, Chloe, and Kara.
"Government's vary little the universe over, even after a thousand years," Harry said. Of course, he got out of a tight spot with the Ministry after he finally realized that if he shoved enough gold underneath their collective noses, they would leave him the fuck alone.
"That's the unfortunate truth," Chloe stated, but she decided that politics were too ugly of a subject for her to discuss. "So….looks like this mystery just had several new layers added to it."
Harry could had said something, but he just nodded instead. He needed to make some headway on the ring so he would be retiring to the lab for the evening. Hopefully, it had stopped making different animal sounds, he could have sworn it was doing that just to piss him off.
"Well, I'll see you all later," Harry told them as Karen rushed over and threw her arms around him, giving him a burning kiss, their lips molded together as their tongues dancing together for dominance.
"You better," Karen warned him, she wanted to indulge himself in him even more, from every different angle possible and her filthy mind concocted some amazing scenarios. The blonde blew her hair from her face as she locked her eyes onto Harry.
"Oh, I will," Harry offered as he captured Imra into a one armed hug and pulled the telepath in close to him. He kissed her deeply, and that kiss only increased in intensity when Harry push her back against a nearby wall. The blonde was about to lose her mind since Harry was really indulging himself in her lips.
Kara got the last kiss, wrapping her arms around Harry. Shivers tingled down her spine as her husband pulled away.
"Good night Chloe," Harry told her.
Chloe leaned in with her eyes closed, but Harry was already gone and she quickly slid back into her seat with a narrow eyed pout.
"No worries, your time will come eventually," Kara said with a cheeky grin, patting her on the head, and Chloe shook it in exasperation.
'I really wish that ship had more room….even though I did have to stay back here to function as mission support,'Chloe thought, wishing that the ships log had more actual details of what happened, beyond the brief hint she'd gotten to see.
Perhaps she missed something, she would have to comb over the ship's logs one more time, just to make sure. Plus, she might also find a detail or two that the others might have missed about what the hell was going on here.
About two hours later, Chloe was still combing over the details of the log in obsessive detail. The blonde bit down on her lip, she was pretty sure that she missed something vital.
"You know...if you're so desperate to see a performance, I'm sure Harry would be accommodating to your needs and who knows, there might be audience participation this time."
Chloe nearly jumped up out of her chair and she turned around to see Imra standing in the doorway. The blonde had a cheeky smile on her face as she approached Chloe, sliding into place behind her seat.
"Actually….believe it or not, I'm not playing voyeur...at least, I wasn't after about half an hour," Chloe commented and there was a slight raise of Imra's eyebrow. "After going over the footage a few times, there's nothing there beyond what I already saw the first time."
Imra got a bigger smile on her face at that.
"And nothing that's super incriminating at that," Chloe added as her frustration was obvious. Imra patted her on the side of her face, which only caused to expand Chloe's frustration to an entirely new level. "Harry seems to think that they're involved."
"Well, Harry theories are usually spot on, so I would have to agree, they could very well have something to do with this," the blonde telepath mused as she sat down on the chair next to Chloe. "I've been….looking into his mysterious origins. There's something more to him than meets the eye."
"So….do you think that Harry knows?"
It was a simple question really and the response….well, Chloe wasn't too sure about what she was expecting with that one. Never the less, Imra had a smile on her face.
"He knows a lot more than he lets on, a lot more than he even cares to admit," Imra added as she turned around. "I've just been getting to know two of our newest members."
"I'm sure you have," Chloe muttered underneath her breath as she tapped her finger on the table. She realized that thanks to her, history did not remember her. Clark didn't remember her the moment she left, no one did.
It was for his own protection, due to the fact he had a guilt complex a mile long. Therefore, she managed to give him that one last nudge that would lead him to becoming what he could be and the rest as she said, was history.
"Well...what happened to you, there was a reason that Brainiac went after you, other than a means to get to Clark," Imra whispered to her.
"I know, I know," Chloe stated, she didn't need to go down that road once again. It was an ugly chapter of her life printed on a blood stained page as far as she was concerned. It was over, it was done with, there was no more to it than that.
Once again, Chloe pondered the newest arrivals and….well, life seemed to be getting far more interesting now that they were settling in. Of course, Chloe would be ignorant if she didn't think that things were interesting before, but that was a different story entirely. Never the less, the blonde pondered what her next move would be.
"So we're back to square one with this entire mess and Harry's still trying to figure out the ring," Chloe commented as she shook her head. "That's the ugliest, most bland thing that I've ever seen in my life, to be honest."
"Well….it wasn't meant for beauty, I don't think," Imra told Chloe, although there was an instant where a smile crossed her face.
"Yeah, I know that," Chloe agreed as she waved her hand. The blonde brushed her hair from her face and bit down on her lip as she focused, flustered as she might be.
She wanted to take a tiny peak at Harry, see how he was doing, but Imra grabbed her gently by the hand and pulled her back.
"Just a word of advice, I wouldn't bother him while he's in there, it's pretty delicate work," Imra advised Chloe, although she did wish that Harry would come out of the lab too, because she wanted to talk to him a bit more. The blonde placed her finger around the blonde lock of hair in her hand and closed her eyes as she held it between her fingers.
"Right….not bothering him, really I'm not," Chloe whispered as Imra corked an eyebrow. The other blonde sighed, then again she was one of many in the Legion who wanted a piece of Harry Potter.
"DAMN IT!"
"Well that can't be good," Karen stated, taking a bite out of a sandwich as she slipped into the room. The blonde had peanut butter all over her bottom lip and she took a half of a step forward, but the door cracked open from the other side so the blonde waited to see what would happen next.
There was another click, click, then the door swung open completely. Harry stepped out of the room and the ring could be seen levitating above a table, encased in a glowing white light.
"It's not supposed to do that, right?" Chloe asked, she was rather ignorant about magic in general, so she thought it might be best to defer to an expert who might be able to teach her of such things.
"No, it's not, we might have a bit of a problem," Harry informed her as the ring hissed.
The only good thing about it was that it wasn't fucking humming and it was not shooting random multicolored bolts of lightning all over the place. Those were two small facts that Harry could take solace in. Something else was about to happen though, he just wasn't sure what it would be.
To Be Continued.