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Kal-El's escape pod?" Harry said as he floated closer to the vessel in front of him, his hand glowing red as he placed his index finger on the metal and moved his arm in an oval. Like a superheated cutter, a small window was cut into the hull and he immediately placed a ward upon it to prevent air pressure from wreaking havoc in the systems inside. He peered into the ship, only to almost lose control of his flight at the sight which greeted him. Instead of a small, dark-haired babe he had expected the pod to contain, it was instead a blonde girl who had arrived on Earth.

"What the…" he whispered as he looked at the thin girl, her age no doubt being in the teenage years for the Kryptonians as he muttered to himself. "Well whatever, can't leave her here for someone else to discover, Merlin knows what will happen then."

With a sigh, he floated over the escape pod to his bike and then brought his palms together. Concentrating his magic into his palms, he focused and brought them away from each other, a colorless rope forming with a crackle of red sparks along its length. Giving it a tug, Harry grinned and flicked it towards his bike before throwing it against the pod. Both ends of the rope bound the two objects together, the magical construct strong enough to prevent the objects from breaking off mid-apparition as he intended to do. Grabbing the cord, he apparated back to his house and softly lowered his bike and the escape pod on the floor.

A flick of his hand removed any dust and dirt over his robes and the vehicle before he picked up the pod and moved over to the living room. A pulse of magical energy radiated outwards from him and the runes on the walls glowed for a moment before the space inside the house increased rapidly, the 20x10 room turning into a 40x40 one.

'Going to need that space if she turns out to be hostile'

Satisfied with the amount of space available, Harry dropped the pod and looked into it with his X-ray vision, his eyes tracing over every inch of the inner surface before he found what he was looking for. Telekinetically pushing the release button of the pod, he moved a little back as the seamless pod turned upright and the house crest on its front lit up before the top disengaged with a small whine and moved up, revealing the girl inside with her face twitching and twisting as the life support system woke her up from the stasis.

"Whu-What?," The girl murmured in Kryptonian as her eyes opened and she stumbled out from the pod, landing right in his arms as he prevented her from falling on her face. "Where am I? Kal, where is Kal?"

"What is your name?" He asked as he walked her towards the couch, idly returning the room to its original dimensions before he sat her down and kneeled in front of her, his clothes turning into a green shirt and black jeans. She made a little noise of confusion at the sudden changes in her surroundings and his apparel before her confusion fully dissolved and her face scrunched up into a scowl. 'Cute', he thought and re-asked his question, this time raising his voice a little.

"Kara Zor-El, daughter of Alura."

"Cousin of Kal-El and one of the last survivors of Krypton," Harry finished for her in a sad voice, earning a slight nod from the blonde. "You are on Earth, third planet in a yellow star system and we are currently in my residence. My name is Harry Potter and I rescued your pod from crash landing on the Earth's surface and potentially being captured by someone else when your ship was inevitably found within the meteor shower you came with."

Her eyes grew slightly wide at that before she stood up and moved towards the ship, and laid her palm flush against the surface. He let her do whatever she wanted as he calmly sat down upon the sofa, and watched the surface of the ship ripple slightly before stylized letters appeared over it. Unfortunately, Faora had never got the time to teach him Kryptonian letters and characters in full, both of them having solely focused upon the spoken part of the language, and thus, he was unable to understand what the girl was reading or writing over the interface of the pod. About five minutes later the girl dropped to her knees and just stared at the pod before his hearing picked up the slight hitch in her voice.

'Morgana's tits, don't tell me she is going to cry!', In all his life he had always been terrible with crying females. It probably came from the fact that his bitch of an aunt never allowed him to cry or the fact his mother wasn't able to comfort him when he was sad. Probably both but regardless, it made him ill-prepared for instances such as this in his life.

As the sobs finally became audible to him, Harry ran a hand through his hair and sighed lightly before he moved towards the overwhelmed girl and kneeled down beside her. Laying his hand on her shoulder, he lightly patted it but somehow that only made her bawl her eyes out harder.

Slightly panicking now, he brought her into a hug reflexively, remembering doing so for Hermione years ago when she too cried after Ron's first match in Hogwarts. Kara sniffled for a few more minutes, her hands fisted at her sides and her face burrowed in his chest before she quieted and spoke in a muffled voice.

"Can you help me find my cousin? My uncle sent him to this planet according to the frequency my father tracked, and he is just a baby!" She gasped and looked up at him with wide eyes, her blue irises shining bright with hope, "I have to find him and take care of him!"

"Earth currently has a population approximately of 7 Billion souls and your cousin could be anywhere in the world, and there is no guarantee of whether he is still in his pod or he has been rescued by someone. It will be difficult," he said, uncomfortable with promising help to anyone, especially to find Kal-El of all people. The boy could go and die in a ditch for all he cared...even if this was another universe.

"He is out of his pod, or at least I think so," Kara said and smiled as well as frowned in a span of one second. Seeing his bemused face, she clarified, "My father tracked his escape pod to this planet by using the interstellar frequency emitted by all ships in case of emergency and need of rescue. So I know that he is on this planet, but unfortunately upon entry, my ship's scanners have been damaged, despite being built specifically to resist extreme heat and pressure."

"That, that may be my fault," He interjected, a sheepish smile overtaking his features. "I used magic to slow down your pod and to relocate us here from orbit and for some reason, magic behaves like a localized electromagnetic pulse to systems that aren't properly protected so it must have shorted them out and damaged the systems somewhat."

"Magic? Like advanced science magic or magic magic?"

"Magic-magic," Harry said with a laugh, barely resisting the urge to ruffle the blond curls of the girl. "Sorry for the damages caused to your ship, but in my defense, at the speed you were going, your ship could have devastated a small town with the impact force of the crash, to say nothing of the injuries you would have received."

The girl nodded at that and looked at the ship with a lost expression, and once again tears sprang up into her eyes. Sitting down properly on the floor, Harry brought her into a hug and rubbed her back soothingly, Despite the heavy and heart-wrenching cries that she let out as she screamed and bawled into his shoulder, he could perfectly make out the words interspersed within it as Kara wept for 'Mother', 'Father' and 'Argo'.

He looked down sadly at her, knowing that somehow, he held a kindred spirit in his hands, one who had witnessed the destruction of her world and all she held dear, just like he had once upon a time. After a few minutes, Kara's cries petered and her breathing became even as she slipped into Morpheus' realm. Lifting her up, Harry led her towards the bedroom and lowered her on the bed before he turned to leave, only for her hand to grip his wrist and a small whimper to leave her throat.

"You will help me right? You will help me find Kal-El?"

"I…," his statement of not promising anything was forgotten in his voice box as those wide blue eyes swimming with tears looked up at him, and his resolve and hesitance crumbled like a house of cards. "Yes, I promise I will do my best to help you find your cousin."

A hesitant smile came over her face, but her eyes shone with the happiness and hope that was welling inside her and inadvertently, he also gave her a smile back.

"Sleep now Kara, tomorrow I will take you to someone who might be able to help us with the search."

With a nod the girl fell back on the bed fully, and snuggled into the covers, curling up slightly before she finally dozed off. Looking at her for a few moments, Harry turned his back to her and moved to the living room to hide the spaceship standing in his house. His thoughts, however, we're fixated on the image his mind had conjured a long time ago, one that Kara jostled back to the forefront of his thoughts.

A raven-haired girl, with his emerald eyes and Faora's cheeks, nose, and chin, the crest of House of Ul emblazoned upon her suit. Her cute, shy smile peeked up at him from behind her mother's legs while Faora just laughed and leaned in for a kiss.

He could renege on his promise and he thought would have had no qualms in doing so, but the thought of disappointing Kara...of snuffing out the hope in those blue eyes made his heart squeeze painfully. A part of his mind knew that he was being senseless, that finding her in Kara was a folly, yet he couldn't help but fall for that shy smile she had given him, just like the one he had received from her in his dreams.

'My life is messed up.' He thought as he looked at the ship, yet all he could see were emerald and blue eyes staring at him with betrayal and tears whenever he thought of not helping the girl in front of him.

Hiding the spaceship had been very easy, after all when settlements the size of whole cities could have been hidden by wizards...then a small 7 by 4 spaceship could be concealed with laughable ease.

Five minutes later, Harry sat on the floor and raised his hand, summoning a beer and some leftover pizza from the fridge. Popping off the cap of the first and heating the latter in a second, Harry started to have his late-night dinner, only for a whimper to catch his attention and make him look past the walls at a twisting and turning Kara.

Within a blink of an eye, he was standing at the foot of the bed, his eyes taking in the slight tears that were trailing down her cheeks and the small cries that escaped her echoing loudly through his brain.

"Damn it," he muttered and sat down beside her before he gently laid his palm over her head and stroked her hair. "If it weren't for the fact that it doesn't work on you Kryptonians properly, I would have stunned you into a dreamless sleep."

Within moments, the girl calmed down and turned towards him, her hand reaching out to grasp his, and bringing it a little lower until it was pressed against her cheek and she herself was curled against his leg, her sniffles and whimpers disappearing entirely. Against his will, he found his thumb stroking the girl's cheek, and tears sprang up in his eyes as she was replaced with a smaller yet similar girl, her emerald eyes looking up at him with delight and love. A wet laugh escaped his throat as he leaned down, but the next moment she was gone and he was once again stroking Kara's face, her lips curved in a barely noticeable smile.

When a few hours later the sun started to appear over the horizon and the first rays of light pierced through the window, Harry felt the photonuclear reaction within Kara's body start as her grip over his hand got stronger and harder with each passing second and he felt her muscles and skeleton become exponentially resilient and tough underneath his hand as he ran a finger over her cheekbone.

The little gauntness in her body disappeared and her blonde hair grew even more lustrous with her skin taking a more healthy paleness than the pasty white it had been as the sunlight healed her of any damages and deficiencies. A few minutes later, Harry watched with amusement and slight jealousy as Kara woke and immediately flailed around, eight feet above the bed and her nose just about touching the ceiling.

"Your physiology is so broken," he said as he stood up and pulled the flying girl down to the bed. "Concentrate. Focus on staying on the bed or the floor. I don't want you flying through the roof in the middle of the city for everyone to see."

"Why don't you tell me how you are staying on the ground then?" She bit out as she frowned up at him, even as he felt her settle down on the mattress.

"I am only half-Kryptonian," he said and hopped down to the floor. "I don't have the full set of powers a full-blooded one would receive under the yellow sun's radiation."

"How?" The girl tilted her head. "Kryptonians are only genetically compatible with Daxamites for mating purposes for producing a half-Kryptonian child, and the offspring in such a case is capable of flight under the yellow radiation."

"I was changed into Half-Kryptonian," he corrected, stressing the word 'changed'. "I was originally a human."

"But experimenting with Kryptonian biology and genome is strictly forbidden by the Council," she gasped out, her hands flying to her mouth as she sat up, cracking the bed beneath her with the strength of her hip bone, not that she gave it any mind. "Even if Krypton is destroyed now, your existence shouldn't be possible considering such a thing has been prohibited and banned for centuries at this point. Come with me!"

Before he could say anything, the girl rocketed off the bed and pulled him with her, tearing through the wall like it was non-existent before she stopped in front of the couch.

"Huh," she once again tilted her head and turned towards him, her eyes widening slightly when she saw him repair the wall with just a wave of his hand. "Where is my ship?"

"There are doors, you know. Use them, please and your ship is right here." He said and waved his hand in a triangle, a series of runes on the ceiling lighting up before it parted like petals of a flower and her ship floated down from the small dimensional pocket of space he had created for it, one which would prevent it from detection by any non-magical means.

Looking away from him in embarrassment after his scolding with a small blush across her face, she turned to her ship. "Alura, scan the hybrid in front of me for genetic alterations and match it to the known samples you have in the database."

The ship's surface rippled and a small red light passed over his form before a small chime came from the pod.

"Experimental lifeform detected, detailed analysis underway," an artificial, female voice said before it continued after a pause. "Analysis completed. The subject's genome is a 58% match for a Kryptonian and 40% genome match for the beings of this world known as 'humans'. Correction, the subject is the result of experimentation and thus an anomaly. Report to the Science Guild and wait for further instructions. Error, Kryptonian DNA behaving abnormally inside the host, detain subject for immediate evaluation. Err-"

"Alura, can you proceed with the objective I gave you?" Kara interjected, cutting off the VI within the pod as she gave him an apologetic look.

"Affirmative," it responded. "Searching, match found in Science Guild database. Subject's Kryptonian genes match 93.87 percent with those of Dru-Zod, former general of Kryptonian armed forces."

"What?!" Kara gasped and turned towards him, her eyes glowing an ominous red before she calmed down and breathed in deeply, her irises returning to their normal sky blue shade.

"How did Zod even create you? At no point in his career did he even come near this sector of the universe! In fact, other than Kal-El and I, I don't think any Kryptonian has even come close to this sector!"

"Fuck," Harry cursed and glared at the ship, something the VI inside seemed to pick on somehow as it shifted slightly so that it was behind Kara, "Just what I needed."

Turning towards Kara, Harry opened his mouth to speak before he stopped and frowned.

"I will tell you what you want to know, but I don't want to spoil my morning by dragging up old memories. For now, let's teach you the primary language that's spoken nearly everywhere on this world. Proper English at that, not this Americanized garbage. After that, we can acclimatize you to the basic customs and culture of Earth."

"Mmhm," Kara bobbed her head and followed after him. "And then you will help me find Kal-El."

"Yes ma'am," Harry sighed and plopped down on the beanbag, and motioned to the couch in front of him for her to sit down. "And then I will help you find Kal-El."

"Promise?" Those blue eyes seemingly staring straight into his soul.

Harry just groaned in response and rubbed his face tiredly, already feeling a headache in near future.

"I will say again, you Kryptonians have an unfair advantage in your ability to absorb information," Harry half-pouted, half-sulked as he stirred his tea, his eyes glaring at the blonde girl in front of him. "You can punch harder, move faster, fly swifter, and even learn better than anything or anyone I have ever seen."

"Awww, Harry, don't sulk. Last I checked, you had the same cerebral cortex and the same nervous system as me, and I am not the one with the ability to warp reality at my whim," she said with a tone as if explaining something to a small child. "And your own strength is nothing to scoff at, sixty percent of Kryptonian genes may not give you all of the benefits of our rare species, but your strength and speed are probably as much as a pure-blooded Kryptonian."

"But I can't fly!" He whined, crossing his arms over his chest as he gave her a glare. "And I don't have the ability to see the whole electromagnetic spectrum, I also cannot use the heat vision you guys develop."

Kara giggled at that and just winked at him as she drank her milkshake, one of many she had gotten him to order after they had arrived here, once Kara had learned the whole English language in less than four hours, or at least enough to get by and make a conversation with anyone. All it had taken her was two minutes to learn the alphabet and sounds they made and the rest of the time was spent with introductory grammar videos, then phonetics and other stuff and an Oxford Dictionary with ten movies played at fast forward.

As he said, Kryptonian physiology was so broken.

"Though I must say," Harry said as he took one more sip of his tea. "You got a hang of your powers quite quickly, it took me more time than I would have liked to learn how to control my strength and speed."

"When I was 5 cycles old," Kara spoke after a few moments, her voice cracking slightly before she continued. "My father took me to a yellow star system, and we stayed on a Daxamite outpost for some time. There I experienced the powers we gain under a yellow sun for the first time and he taught me how to control them."

"Come on now," Harry said, standing up from the chair and dropping the money on the saucer. "Diana would be free at the moment. She can help us in searching for Kal-El or she may at least know someone who can help us."

Kara bobbed her head and followed him as they started walking away from the little cafe. When they stepped into the public transport, Harry subconsciously grasped Kara's hand so that he wouldn't lose her in the crowd and throughout their ride, he kept hold of it, both of them not even realizing that his hand was enveloping hers.

On the way to Diana's penthouse, Harry and she kept on talking about a myriad of topics, with the wizard putting a charm on them to make their conversation sound different and nonsensical to anyone who heard it. When they finally got down from the bus in front of the apartment complex Diana stayed at, Kara suddenly gasped, making him look at her with bemusement and a little worry.

"Where am I going to live if we are unable to find Kal-El today?"

For a moment, Harry could do nothing but stare at the girl and then he rolled his eyes before kneeling down.

"Silly girl, first of all, speak in English," he patted her head. "You are so smart and yet so dumb at the same time. Besides, the same could be asked if you did happen to find Kal today. We will work something out when he's found. Until then, You can live with me for as long as you want."

The next second she slammed into his midsection with the force of the moving train, making him stumble back a little as he laughed and put his arms around her, her gratitude and happiness palpable in the air.

"Come on now, little one," Harry said and grabbed her hand. "We best not keep Diana waiting, she gets irritated quite easily."

"Yes, yes, ignore the little lost Kryptonian girl's plight for you girlfriend, I get it, Harry, I totally do. Diana is, hmm what the word? Ah yes," Kara said with a smirk. "Diana is quite hot isn't she?"

"I never should have let you watch the M-rated ones," Harry grumbled. "And she is not my girlfriend."

"You talked about her the same way my father talked about mother when she was out of the house," Kara refuted, her grin smug. "Besotted, I say."

Harry just shook his head at her and moved towards the lift, trying his best to ignore the little Kryptonian's words.

"You are barely fourteen cycles old, what-no, why would you even know of these things?"

"Super-smartness here, remember? And despite the fact we look like humans physically, Kryptonians are different biologically than every race in the galaxy. Maturity for us starts when we are just 11 cycles old, and from then it continues till we reach twenty."

"Ugggh!"

After poking fun at Harry while he led them towards his "not-girlfriend's" apartment, Kara let her mind wander back at the events that led her to this moment. When Krypton had exploded and Argo had been launched into the wild reaches of the universe, that was the first time Kara had felt pure, unadulterated fear.

An aspiring scientist by heart, Kara had been amongst the brightest upcoming minds on Krypton, already having no less than four inventions to her name. But for all of her academic talent and her intelligence, she had frozen up in the face of their home planet erupting in flaming geysers of destruction, and it was only due to the electromagnetic shielding her father had covered the whole city with that they survived the initial cataclysm that swept up the planet.

When the crust beneath their feet and the ground around them had started to turn into a radioactive, crystalline rock that was harmful to them, a protective metallic covering was laid all over the spaceborne city. For a moment things had seemed to finally go their way as the jet engine managed to float the city nearby a yellow star and her father had hoped to lead all the remaining Kryptonians to this planet, but a stupid, opinionated and foolish Kryptonian made them lose what little ray of hope they had by pushing the city away from the star.

She was sent into stasis after that, her parents using the cryogenic pods stashed in the science council building to prevent several children from watching the sadness and the dying race around them. The next she knew, she was being taken out of the stasis and being dumped into a rocket her parents had managed to create with the scraps and remains they were able to salvage. Already half of the population of the city had been dead when she woke, and even more died as the green light from beneath them showered the Kryptonians with deadly radiation.

Within moments, she was aboard the ship and blasting off towards the planet her father had tracked her uncle's escape pod to, tracing the signature within as Kal-El, her baby cousin who was all alone on a distant planet. The rocket was programmed to track the signal which Kal-El's vessel had been emitting, only for an illegal Kryptonian hybrid with magical capabilities of all things to somehow grab her pod out of the atmosphere and bring her to his home.

While she had been angry at him for stopping her from locating her cousin immediately, she had realized the folly of her plan when he had pointed out that her ship could wipe out a small town off the planet. When she had checked the ship's logs, it came as quite a shock to her while she had arrived on the planet safe and sound, vast amounts of the green radioactive rock had also made it with her, and it had also been steadily poisoning her once the pod had entered the Earth' upper atmosphere, the friction somehow negating the shielding of the metal.

Despite being a stranger, Harry had saved her from certain death and comforted her when he could have just left her to her own devices. When he had revealed himself to a Kryptonian—half he may be, but he was still Kryptonian—her heart had all but burst out of her chest at the realization that she was not alone. Well her cousin was certainly there as another Kryptonian, but Harry had been in front of her, and after he comforted her during the nightmare she suffered, she trusted him wholeheartedly.

Somehow, for some foolish reason, Harry had just taken up the role she had imagined an elder brother might have taken if she would have had one in her life, that too in just a span of a few words. When he had called her silly before telling her that she could live with him, it had taken a considerable amount of control to stop herself from whooping and flying around in glee. She was brought out of her thoughts when they arrived in front of a door and Harry knocked on it, calling out to the 'Diana' they had come to meet, a woman, who according to Harry would be able to help them find Kal-El.

"Coming," a voice said from inside. "Just a moment, Harry!"

"Remind me again," Kara said, tugging at his hand. "Why have we come to meet your paramour?"

Harry just mildly glared at her and pushed her lightly—something which didn't move her even an inch—before he spoke-more like whispered in a very low voice, "She is not my paramour or girlfriend or any version of the term you can think of. She is my friend and she knows more about this world than I do. Now be a good girl and keep quiet, the adults are going to talk."

"Adults? I don't see any adults around me."

"Shut u-uh…"

His rebuke was cut off mid-sentence and his voice died in a choking gasp as the door opened, and the owner of the penthouse was revealed, clad in just a baggy shirt and shorts that did absolutely nothing to hide the divine finger beneath. While Harry was busy rebooting his brain at the quite surprising—but not an unwelcome and unwanted—sight before him, Kara stepped forwards and smiled widely at the surprised woman, her hand raised forwards to initiate the human custom of a 'handshake'.

"Hello, I am Kara Zor-El, one of the last Kryptonians in the universe other than this blithering man-child and my cousin, and I need you to help me find him."

The bewildered woman looked down at her and mechanically shook her hand, even though her eyes were half fixated on the wizard at her doorstep.

"I am Diana Prince," she said and took a step back. "Welcome to my residence, Kara Zor-El, um...I think this conversation is best held inside instead of the threshold. And good morning to you too, Harry."

"Hmm? Oh yeah, Good Morning Diana," Harry said as he jerked his head towards her eyes, his cheeks pinking a bit and a small, sheepish smile growing over his face. "Sorry, spaced out for a bit there."

"Yes," Kara nodded with an empathic smile. "We saw how spaced out you were."

As Harry groaned and moved into the house, Diana and Kara shared a look before giggling together, making Harry grumble even more as he plopped down on a beanbag and looked at them both.

'Women,' he sighed. 'I will never understand them, regardless of the age or species they come from.'

Kara sat down beside him on an identical beanbag and started bouncing wildly on the squishy thing while Diana fixed up a cup of coffee for them both. He looked around in interest for any new thing she had picked up since the last time he was here when Diana interrupted his thoughts with a very stern voice.

"Now what is this I heard about a bike climbing up a building leaving flames in its wake and the ride flying unassisted in the air."

"But how? My bike has concealment enchantments on it!"

"Harry, those tend to lose their effect when you literally set the surroundings on fire. And you did nothing to remove the obvious tire tracks your ride was leaving over the building."

He slammed his head on the table in front of him, groaning out in embarrassment at his own mistake and the gales of laughter that erupted from the blond beside him.

'Is it too late to chuck her out on the streets?