Harry Potter Magical Musings and Spellbound Snippets

[mandalorianjedi]

While I absolutely loved Freya at first, she definitely was towards the bottom of my favorite FFIX character list. She made for a good support type though.

The only character I felt was lame and disliked was Quina.

 

[whitewhiskey]

While I absolutely loved Freya at first, she definitely was towards the bottom of my favorite FFIX character list. She made for a good support type though.

The only character I felt was lame and disliked was Quina.

I was alright with Quina, but that was mostly because I always like Blue Mages.

 

[mandalorianjedi]

While I absolutely loved Freya at first, she definitely was towards the bottom of my favorite FFIX character list. She made for a good support type though.

The only character I felt was lame and disliked was Quina.

I was alright with Quina, but that was mostly because I always like Blue Mages.

The only "Blue Mage" I ever really liked all that much was Kihmari Ronso from FFX, and even then I never used him all that much because others were more powerful than he was.

 

[zeebee1]

He was the most pathetic blue mage to ever exist. While it's true he played better than some of the competition, as for as monster magic went it was just to much of an annoyance to use.

 

[Jryu]

I actually liked Steiner. In fact, I liked almost all the FF9 characters... didn't care much for Amarant, since he never seemed to be anything more than a tacked on character to fill the 'monk' quota. Beyond that, I liked them all.

 

[whitewhiskey]

I actually liked Steiner. In fact, I liked almost all the FF9 characters... didn't care much for Amarant, since he never seemed to be anything more than a tacked on character to fill the 'monk' quota. Beyond that, I liked them all.

I think the only time I really used Amarant was in that place where you couldn't use magic, and a couple times in memoria just to see how much damage a thrown "Save the Queen" did.

 

[mandalorianjedi]

Amarant was usually one of my staple characters, especially if I didn't have Stiener in my party. Steiner was great in tandem with Vivi though.

Anyways... Back on topic...

Here's yet another contribution by me.

This was heavily inspired by the release of the Green Lantern Movie and by the fic <a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4944577/1/bHarry_b_bPotter_b_and_the_bpower_b_of_Oa' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Harry Potter and the Power of Oa</a> by <a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1867176/bluminous8' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>bluminous8</a>.

Unlike his story, however, the basis for this snippet doesn't feature any of the members of the Justice League and solely focus' on Harry being the Green Lantern.

The premise of this Green Lantern!Harry fic, is that for whatever reason, Harry is chosen from a young age to become a Green Lantern, with all of the strengths and weaknesses that come with having such an immense power at such a young age.

The original post can be found in <a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3759712/55/The_Archive_Rejects' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>The Archive Rejects, Chapter 55</a>.

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Harry stood defiantly as Voldemort casually strolled into the Ministry Atrium. He had to admit he was slightly surprised by the calm displayed by Voldemort. Their last confrontation had not ended well for the Dark Lord.

Harry felt the telltale prickle of his scar flaring up, but it was mitigated by the fact that he not only was prepared for the pain to hit him, but had his ring was protecting him from mental invasions. While it hadn't been completely able to close off his link to Voldemort, the Green Lantern ring HAD dampened its' effects significantly.

The various witches and wizards who happened to be in the Atrium at the time were astonished to say the least- as there stood the Boy Who Lived, emitting a light green aura with emerald green lightning surging all around him. He dressed in a full black body suit and green sleeveless tunic that had the symbol many had seen at the World Quidditch Cup destroy the Dark Mark emblazoned on the back and on the right side of his chest, along with pure white knee-high boots and gloves. On his right hand was a glowing green ring.

The truth instantly became apparent- Harry Potter and the entity known as the Green Lantern were both one and the same and he was going to rid them of the resurrected Voldemort once and for all. Despite their overwhelming fear of the Dark Lord, they felt a glimmer of hope. However, none could fathom how Voldemort, as mighty as he was before his original defeat by Harry Potter all those years ago could stand so calmly while facing the seemingly all powerful Green Lantern.

After chuckling to himself, Voldemort greeted Harry. "It's been some time, hasn't it Potter?"

Harry's glowing green eyes, unimpeded by his glasses, narrowed a fraction. Voldemort was too confident, too sure of himself. It was not false bravado on the part of the Dark Lord- he knew something, had an ace up his sleeve.

"I will not allow you to escape justice this time, Voldemort," Harry said boldly. Voldemort's smirk grew.

"I don't intend to flee from this encounter, Potter," the Dark Lord retorted. "You will find that things have changed significantly since our last confrontation in the graveyard."

"Explain."

"You are powerful, perhaps more so than any other being to walk the face of this planet. It's no wonder you were able to breeze through that tournament last year, being in possession of powers that are likely cosmic in origin. Because of this fact, you very untested as there is nothing that this planet could offer that could ever begin to push your limits- not even me."

Harry wasn't sure where Voldemort was going with this, but what the Dark Lord was saying was very true. It had been years since Harry truly had felt anything remotely resembling fear and the only time he'd ever been pushed passed his physical limits of how much of the power he could channel through the ring, he'd managed to block Peter Pettigrew's Killing Curse while fighting off the effects of his curse scar.

The effort expended had completely drained him and knocked him unconscious.

"And thus your strength has become your weakness."

That caught Harry off guard.

He'd suspected that if there was anyone who could find a weakness to his inherited powers it would either be Dumbledore or Voldemort, but he couldn't fathom what sort of advantage the Dark Lord had found. While he had to admit Voldemort was likely correct in that his overwhelming power was likely to be his greatest weakness, he failed to understand how the Dark Lord could use that against him.

"It has only been through my greater experience that you have not destroyed me yet. Even with my new body, I realized that my raw talent and skill would not be able to overcome the power deficit. It was painful for me to admit, if only to myself, and frustrated me to no end."

"I suppose you're going to make a point?" Harry asked. His annoyance at Voldemort's monologue was clearly evident in his voice. He knew he should probably strike out at the Dark Lord, but held himself in check, deciding to err on the side of caution in case Voldemort really had come up with something to defeat him.

Voldemort chuckled. "In my mind I went over our fight last summer, as well as our encounter four years ago. Each scenario ended in a similar manner, with me being defeated by your overwhelming power. I had not realized that I had already acquired a means with which to defeat you."

"You're bluffing. If you really had the means, you'd have used it by now," Harry replied..

"I'm nothing, if not meticulous, Harry Potter," Voldemort remarked. "There is a reason that after a decade since I was at the height of my power, people still fear me too much to even say my name."

"Yesà I never really got that," commented Harry lightly. "Tom is such an ordinary nameà"

Instead of getting angry like the Shade Riddle had, Voldemort merely laughed- a reaction very unlike the Voldemort he had come to know. "I suppose if there is anyone who has earned that right, it would be you."

Harry must not have concealed his shock as well as he thought, because Voldemort seemed to have noticed it quite easily.

"I respect power, more than anything else, Potter and I've already acknowledged that you are likely the most powerful being on the planet. While I don't like that old discarded name, you, of all people, have earned the right to use it." Voldemort informed Harry. "But that is neither here nor there, because in moments you will either kneel before me, or lie defeated at my feet."

"I don't think so. Even if you've managed to find some flaw or weakness in my powers and abilities, I will not bow to you. I will fight you- even sacrifice my own life, if need be, to take you down with me," Harry declared.

"Then I suppose it's time, my subordinates will have had time to defeat Dumbledore and his Order by now," Voldemort casually stated.

"What do you mean?" asked Harry frowning, his emerald green aura flaring slightly.

"I have studied your powers- observing its' weaknesses and limitationsà Its' strengths and potentialà I have been able to ascertain much- and all because of an unintended consequence of that ritual I performed at the end of last year." Voldemort nodded, as if signaling someone behind him.

Harry spared a glance and noticed Malfoy and Nott standing in the doorway he'd come through- only they were different- both having donned robed of yellow and black that looked something like a cross between an Auror's and a Death Eater's robes. What caught his eye, however, was the symbol emblazon on the right side of their chests in a similar fashion to the Green Lantern symbol on his own chest.

However their emblems were different than his. Instead of the green lantern-like symbol on a field of white like was on his uniform, theirs possessed a white circle with a 'V' that extended passed it on a field of black. Two curved lines that extended from the top of the 'V' to the bottom ran parallel to the outside of the circle and interested the 'V'.

'Howà?' he thought as he noticed the rings on their fingers bearing the same symbol as their robes. But his musings were cut short when he heard Voldemort speaking- reciting an oath, in fact.

"In blackest say, in brightest nightà Beware your fears made into lightà Let those who try to stop what's rightà Burn like my powerà Voldemort's might!"

Harry turned but had to cover his eyes at the explosion of yellow light.

'Damn ità' he mentally cursed. He realized then, that the previous incursions were not meant to defeat him, but drain the charge on his ring significantly enough so that these three new ring bearers would be better able to instead.

Sure enough, as the light subsided, Harry noted that Voldemort's uniform was nearly an exact replica of his own. Voldemort lift his fist, his new power ring pointed at Harry. Harry lifted his own ring in retaliation. Voldemort shot a yellow beam at Harry as the latter used his powers to form a disc-like construct to shield himself from the blast.

However, Harry was surprised when the yellow beam merely shattered his barrier as if it were nothing and struck him in his left shoulder, knocking him off his feet. Pain erupted in his body as his right hand went to his shoulder. Though he could not see it, the smell and feel of the charred flesh of his wound told him he was in trouble. He could barely move his left arm and his weakened powers were seemingly useless against Voldemort's own considerable newfound abilities.

For the first time since he was a small child, Harry Potter felt fear as he realized he would not be able to defeat Voldemort at all, let alone as easily as he had during their previous encounters, in single combat. That wasn't taking into account that somehow, Voldemort had granted at least two of his Death Eaters lantern-like powers, whose abilities, Harry was certain, like Voldemort's, would be able to easily counteract his own.

"What's the matter Potter?" asked Lucius Malfoy mockingly. "It must be hard to keep up your superior faþade when you're clearly outclassed like you are."

With a blindingly fast movement Harry directed his ring towards Lucius and fired off a bolt of emerald energy that was casually batted away by the senior Malfoy, who laughed mockingly at him.

Harry realized that he had as arrogant as Snape had constantly accused him of being and it had cost him. Never-the-less, he refused to give up. Knowing that direct attack had proven thus far ineffective, Harry sent out a pulse of bright green light temporarily blinding the three yellow ring bearers. He then proceeded to blast a hole in the ceiling of the Ministry of Magic and flew out the top of it.

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Good, Bad, Ugly?

Up to this point, Harry has been drastically overpowered, having only been pushed to his limit twice- the first time when he confronts Quirrel, as he channeled more power than his body could handle and at the end of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, he used his ring to block a Killing Curse.

Voldemort gained his abilities after his resurrection because a small fraction of Harry's power had been absorbed into his body through Harry's blood. Of course since the one thing Voldemort's always thrived from is fear, instead of manifesting Green Lantern Powers, his became that of the Yellow Lanterns.

Of course, since Voldemort isn't affiliated with Sinestro in any way, I gave him his own symbol. His power ring oath is also a modified version of the Sinestro Corps Oath. At this point, Voldemort has also experimented greatly with his power, having been able to use them for about three quarters of a year at this point. He wanted to be sure he'd be able to use his powers effectively before using them against the Green Lantern. His destroying Harry Potter/Green Lantern was to be his 'coming out' as it were.

However, contrary to a lot fan fiction these days, Voldemort is neither stupid nor incompetent and realized that even with his new found 'Lantern Powers' he might not be able to defeat Harry and thus forged a couple of rings (at least two but no more than four) so he could be better sure that Harry would be defeated.

However, he would soon find out that he doesn't fully understand his new found power as well as he think he does. I have a continuation of this scene that is partly completed that concludes this segment and is a 3-on-1 flying battle where Harry takes on The Dark Lord, Lucius and Nott Sr (And overcomes his fears).

 

[zeebee1]

How stupid is Malfoy? Superiority? A grown man who is ganging up on a little kid after tiring him out? Is he arrogant, or afraid?

 

[whitewhiskey]

Harry sat and ate as he got a crash course in what he�d missed by spending nine months out of the year at Hogwarts and the rest of his life with a family who were disgusted by and quick to dismiss anything not �normal�. He�d heard rumors in his younger years about things like a vigilante in the shadows of a large American city and the story of the man of steel, but at the time he thought they were just tall tales and urban legends, but apparently the super heroes of the world had become much more common over the last few years.

And now he was married to one of them.

Not only married to a super-heroine, but one not of this world, and not entirely of his species.

Harry sat eating slowly as he processed everything. His wife sat next to him. Originally he had sat on a separate chair, but it gave out the moment he rested on the cushion, forcing him to share the loveseat (the irony), whose only damage seemed to be that it let out an occasional sigh, with Raven as she explained the ways of the world and how they�d changed in recent years.

Raven sat in silence as well, mostly out of a sense of fear. She wasn�t too surprised that he�d been out of touch with the world, and didn�t know about things like Superman, Batman and the Justice League, but she knew she knew her heritage would probably be the biggest bomb to drop. However, she felt it was best to hear from her now, than to have to explain, in the real possibility that Beast Boy made an inappropriate �Father-in Law� joke, once Harry met her team.

�So,� Harry finally said after a long silence, �Your�father is a super powerful monster that forced himself on your mum, got locked away, and tried to use you to be free from whatever hell you sealed him back into?� Harry took a moment, �Well, I guess it�s kinda�nice, I suppose, not to be the only messed up one in this relationship.� He took a moment before asking, �Are you sure you want this? I mean, I don�t even remember meeting you, and I don�t know what I said to-�

�You were drunk off your ass, Harry, but I was sober,� Well, mostly, but he didn�t need to know about the half dozen Long Island Iced Teas, �and fully in control of my facilities. You were just some drunken guy winning big and who wanted to try his luck with me, but there was something there.� She took his hand in hers and looked into his eyes, �Harry, I�ve never been a girl to go woozy over romance, I never really believed in soul-mates or love at first sight. All my life I�ve had to keep a tight rein on my emotions, I�ve had to keep myself numb because even slight emotions could make something explode or hurt someone else. But since I�ve been around you, I�ve felt complete, like I�ve found a piece I didn�t know I was missing,� She laughed a bit to herself, �I mean look at me now, I�ve never been the romantic type of girl I am with you, when I�m with you, I�ve never felt as free as I have with you, I�ve never felt anything like I have since I met you.� She paused for a breath, bringing a hand to cup Harry�s face, �I know this is sudden for the both of us, but I was never even sure I�d find somebody who�d be with me, and I want to give this a chance�If you�ll have me.�

Things were going through Harry�s head a mile a minute. This was a very attractive, unique, intelligent young woman he�d apparently gotten to marry him and she was begging to stay with him.

Any thought, though, was interrupted by a bell like sound. Quickly following it to his now very shredded pants, he pulled out the compact mirror Sirius had given him, opened it, and was greeted by the panicked face of Remus Lupin.

�Harry? Harry! Thank goodness! Where are you? Are you okay?�

�Remus, calm down!� Harry called out, �I�m fine, Moony, what�s wrong.�

�Harry,� Remus began shakily, �I think I did something big last night.�

You�re not the only one, Harry thought, looking up to Raven, �Moony, I think I�ve got you be-�

�Punkin�, who ya talkin� to?� A bubbly voice came from Moony�s side of the mirror.

Remus looked Harry in the eye, �Harry, I got married.�

I actually posted this as a challange, <a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/topic/100035/54397061/1/' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Harry Potter's Vegas Vacation Challange</a>, which some people have already taken, as you can see <a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/community/Challenges_of_Blood_Brandy/97558/99/0/1/' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Here</a>.

 

[mandalorianjedi]

Sadly, your's is really the only one that stands out. I think I will be undertaking this challenge with a different twist. Although, I don't think I'll turn it into a full fic.

 

[whitewhiskey]

Sadly, your's is really the only one that stands out. I think I will be undertaking this challenge with a different twist. Although, I don't think I'll turn it into a full fic.

Sounds cool. I'm trying to upload mine on FF, but there seems to be something wrong.

 

[whitewhiskey]

New chapter for Harry Potter's Vegas Vacation, based on the Justice League episode "Wild Cards"...

Harry stood outside the door of what was originally his hotel room when he and Moony had arrived at Vegas. His clothes were repaired, but more threadbare than ever even with the repair spell he tried to use. Thankfully, his new wife's abilities made for a very short trip to the other hotel, and the 'Dark Energy' she used felt oddly comforting.

*Knock-Knock*

Harry heard scrambling inside the room as soon as he'd knocked, and in seconds, it flew open to reveal a slightly haggard looking Remus Lupin.

"Harry, thank goodness you got here so quick. I," He then noticed Raven, "Um, I'm sorry, who is this?"

"Of course," Raven sighed before looking him in the eyes, "It's me, Remus, Rachel," at the blank look, she held up her right hand, "You were at mine and Harry's wedding."

Moony's eyes shot wide, "Y-Y-Your-You mean," he turned to Harry, "Then you too? And-but," He stopped, seeming ready for a stroke of some sort, before sighing, "Sirius is never going to let us live down." He stepped aside, motioning the young couple in, "Well, you may as well come meet my new wife."

Harry entered and quickly moved towards his bedroom to change clothes, returning surprisingly quickly in a new pair of loose pants.

"So," Harry began awkwardly.

"Yeah," Remus added.

After a few moments of silence, Raven finally had enough, "Well, I guess since you don't remember, my name is Rachel Potter, formerly Roth, I'm Harry's wife and everyone calls me by my Azarathian name Raven." Letting Remus stare for a moment, she nodded, "And now you give your introduction."

"Right," Remus nodded, "Um, I'm Remus Lupin, and I was a friend of Harry's dad. I came with him to keep him out of trouble, fat lot of good that did," he grumbled at the end.

Not really knowing what else to say, Harry just went ahead and asked, "So, you got married too?"

Moony sighed, "Yeah, apparently. I just woke up earlier and she was there, and we had matching rings. I found the license while looking for your mir-" he suddenly stopped for a moment, looking to Raven.

"She knows, Moony," Harry assured him, "she's magic too,"

"Really?" Remus asked, surprised, "Well, anyway, I found the license looking for the emergency mirror, and-" He was cut off when a towel clad someone popped in and hugged him from behind.

"Punkin', baby, you wanna join me in the tub?" Finally taking notice that there were other in the room, the blonde woman's expression soured a bit, "Who are you-" she stopped as her eyes fell on Raven, "Hey, ain't you the magic chick on bird-brain's new team?"

"Raven," the sorceress corrected, "And you're Harley Quinzel."

"Nuh-uh, not anymore, now I'm Harley Lupin," She said with pride before pointing angrily at Raven, still hiding behind Moony, "and you can't take me in, I'm got let out and I ain't done anything you can charge me wit'."

All the sudden, a screech and a crash were heard from outside the window. Rushing to the window, the group saw a several block long traffic jam, people running on foot, and basically what seemed to be a lot of people trying to get the hell out of Vegas. Raven turned and looked to Harley, who grinned sheepishly.

"Heh-heh, I can explain..."

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"...I've tucked away a great big time bomb somewhere on the Vegas strip, and only the Justice League can stop it." The Joker said, his words being broadcast across numerous channels, "Because if anyone else tries, then I press this," He continued, showing a big red buttoned remote control, "and KABLOOEY, no waiting."

Standing, the clown walked across the room, the camera following, "Now I know you'll want to see the big bomb hunt from the best possible angle, so I've set up hundred of cameras all across town, the League won't be able to burp without us looking in on them. And since every good suspense show needs to have a ticking clock, here's mine," at his command, a timer appeared at the corner of the screen, reading just below 23 minutes, "oh, what did you expect from me, a round number?" Holding a hand to his earpiece, Joker smiled wide, "And it seems we're getting our first remote in, now since our normal anchor-lady wandered off into the Vegas nightlife and has yet to return," that seemed to come out strained, the Clown prince clearly angry, before continuing, "We've enlisted a local favorite, Sue Manteris. So what's going on there Sue?"

The camera switched to a nervous looking, black haired woman, "W-well, Mister Joker, we're over the south end of the Las Vegas strip, and traffic is bumper to bumper as people are trying their best to leave town, some even seem to be leaving on foot."

"Sorry to interrupt, Sue," The Joker cut in, "but it seems that one of our stars is approaching the red carpet." The feed cut to the bat-wing landing outside Rong Town casino, "And he's in black, always sheik," The Javelin jet landing next to it, "But here come the fashion disasters. I'm surprised their mommies let them out of the house looking like that. Well, while they stumble around trying to find my bomb, let's see how the local economy is doing." The shot cut to a pan of an empty Casino, "Oh, it looks a little slow," The camera panned to a single old lady at a slot machine, "What's this? Madam, aren't you scared?"

"Of what, this thing will pay off sooner or later," The old lady growled as she kept playing.

Joker laughed loudly, "I love this town," He laughed for a few moments before "And now back to the boy in blue," the screen cut to Superman, hovering in mid-air, "Clueless as usual, wait a minute, what's this?" Superman took off, "Sue, are your seeing this?"

"Y-yes," the nervous news anchor nodded in the chopper, "It seems Superman is heading back to the Rong Town casino," she finished with a little hope in her voice.

Silent for a moment, Joker slapped a palm to his forehead, "Of course, he's got X-ray vision, he can see it! Oh, silly me."

The camera cut to the inside of the casino as the man of steel flipped over a roulette table, revealing a bomb in the floor, the Flash coming up behind him.

"Big un'," The speedster commented.

"You were expecting anything less from the joker?"

The screen cut back to the clown prince of crime, "Oh, woe is me, or woe would be me, except this is Vegas, and I always have a card or two up my sleeve."

Cutting back the bomb, "It looks like a binary set-up, but I can't tell what chemicals are-AHH!" Superman began, before being blasted from behind by one of four people entering.

"Ladies and gentlemen," The jokers voice was heard, "tonight's extra special guest stars, making their world debut, the Royal Flush Gang! Jack! Ten! King! And Queen!"

King fired another energy blast, which Flash avoided. Ten made a running tackle at Superman, but Jack, who moved to follow, was nailed by a red energy blast to the back, dropping him like a lead weight and showing the Green robed teen standing behind him, his face hidden in the darkness of his hood.

Superman managed to throw Ten off, but the gang member quickly got back up. The Flash was playing with King, but almost took a hit from behind until a black barrier appeared, stopping Queens Magnetic attack before forming into a blue robed figure, her face hidden like her counterpart.

"WHAT?" Joker yelled, as the powers ripped stone tiles from the floor, effectively negating Queen's magnetic onslaught before knocking her out.

"What are you doing?" a voice behind the blue robed Raven growled, turning her face-to-face with the goddamn Batman, "Do you realize what you've done?"

"We've saved your ass," The green robed teen said, dropping the unconscious Jack as Flash did so with King.

"No fair, No fair!" Jokers voice came from the casino intercom, "You broke the rules, and now you have to pay the price." There was a click then a tense silence, then another click, and another, and another.

"What's going on here?" The joker bellowed.

"That would be me," A disembodied voice commented, before shimmering into existence as a man in jeans and a hoody, his face hidden behind a few spells and the hoods shadow, "A little transfiguration, a couple of short illusions and all your real bombs are kaput without you knowing."

"WHAT?" Joker yelled, "But-But how did you find my bombs? How did you even know there were more?"

"'Cause of me," Another voice added, before a veil dropped to reveal Harley Quinn, in full make up, "Mistah J, I QUIT!" She shrieked at the camera, before wrapping an arm around the man in the hoody, "I found a real man who loves me, and treats me right, and," she finished up by pulling off a glove and showing a ring, "He isn't afraid of commitment." Another thought popped into her head, "And he's way better in the sack," she added, nuzzling into his arm, "A real wild animal."

Joker growled, "Doesn't matter, because you know what? This show has been on all the news channels, and the last few minutes or so have been picked up by a couple of broadcast networks, and while not as much as I would have hoped for the project, by my projections we've got somewhere between 30 to 40 million viewers watching, which is just what I wanted," Joker said as he spun a chair around to reveal a dark haired teen, staring unblinkingly at the camera, "Because, thanks to this little Ace up my sleeve, you'll all be witness to my greatest joke ever, because everyone watching will soon be completely, and utterly insane."

"But you can't stop watching, can you? I'd like to say it's because of my animal magnetism, but really it's all thanks to my little Ace in the hole." Showing Ace in her seat, never blinking, "Different they called her, some even said she was a monster, and really, could this be a monster? I ask you," Joker asked as a baby picture of Ace was shown beneath her eyes, before panning to a couple looking in horror into space, "eh, purely rhetorical, of course. Condemned for something she could barely comprehend, our little Ace soon became a guest of the government, but even they were afraid of her strange power, but they had this little headband that made her as harmless as a drowned kitten."

Stepping close, he wrapped a hand around her shoulder, "Oh my little Ace-y, all your life people recoiled in fear of you, and boy can I relate, and maybe that's why I was never afraid of you. You see has the power to alter perception, for the normal Joes out there, that means she can make you crazy just by looking at you, in person or on TV. Even as I speak, all you couch potatoes are losing your grip on reality, which I think is overrated anyway, but you can bring yourself to look away or even change the channel, even though you know something is very wrong. And the best part is, I'm immune, because I'm already crazy. So turn it up, Ace." Joker said with a laugh, before he barely managed to dodge a red light that flew past as he found the two meddling robed kids staring down at him.

"Sorry," Raven quipped, "but your show's been cancelled."

Joker growled, before smiling, "But we've just got to the best part, show 'em Ace!"

The girl in question turned sharply to the pair. Raven looked away, but she caught Harry's eyes and he felt something odd. If Voldemort's intrusions could be described as the pain of a battering ram working its way into his head, this was more like a cold breeze slipping its way in, before everything went blank.

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Both Harry and Ace found themselves standing upon rocks floating in nothingness.

"What have you done?" Ace asked softly.

"Me?" Harry questioned, "I thought you did this."

"No, it had to have been you," Ace said, a bit of edge in her voice as she locked eyes with Harry again, "What have you done?" She asked, angry, as she used her powers again, but again they didn't act as they should have, instead of madness flowing into his mind, thoughts and memories flowed into hers. She saw herself alone and unloved, locked beneath the stairs, she saw the other children ridiculing her, dogs trying to bite at her, chasing her for hours, hope and knowledge of parent that weren't hers, friends that weren't hers in a school that, though she'd never truly been there, made her so happy. She saw people loft her up on their shoulders in happiness, she saw people fear and distrust her for a power she didn't understand and for things that were not her fault, she saw beasts and monsters trying to kill her, a dragon chasing her, a small, fat man judging her, a friend falling dead, the ghosts of parents that were not hers.

She saw a green light.

She saw herself with a beautiful young woman after a few too many drinks, she saw the young woman shoot down her repeated advances, but she was swayed, the fun they had, the love that grew in her violet eyes.

She saw four great red eyes glaring at her, before showing her a hidden truth.

Harry himself saw the jumbled memories ace saw, his life in a blender, but he could more than see what she was seeing, he could feel her reactions, the longing when she saw his friends, the fear when she saw the beasts, the basilisk, the dragon, Fluffy, her sorrow and an odd, slight sense of kinship at his sad, lonely childhood, and the fear, distrust and outright hatred he was treated with over the years.

He saw what must have been the lost memories of the past few days, he saw himself act like a complete fool, but somehow win over the girl who would soon be his wife, and he saw the devotion in her eyes as they danced together under the lights.

He saw the red eyes, and they whispered to him in a soft, smoky voice.

Try to be more careful, beloved...

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Joker cackled as the green robed punk got caught by Ace, somehow freezing the girl up as well, but his confidence as the girl's eyes flashed bright red, the guys doing the same. Turning to Ace, thinking she'd done something, he found the girl right next to him, quickly reaching into his jacket and pulling out a large metal ring.

Joker quivered as Ace glared at him, "Ace-y, look, I can explain," he said, backing away, as she kept glaring in contempt. Hitting a wall, Joker fell to the ground, shielding his face, "Don't do this."

"Don't do what?"

Joker relaxed, looking up, "That's my little Ace-y, everything is-" he stopped when he saw her eyes glow yellow, screaming as his twisted mind fell into darkness, his body going limp.

Ace walked calmly to the door, before looking back to the couple looking at her.

"Where will you go?" Raven asked calmly.

Thinking for a moment, Ace replied, "Nowhere." Walking calmly as the doors opened for her, she heard Harry, as she now knew him, call after her.

"If you need help, you know where to find us."

Nodding, more to herself than anyone else, Ace kept walking, the door closing behind, leaving the young couple, a few still hallucinating television workers and a catatonic Joker behind.

And that's the next chapter, and as an added bonus, here's an alternate, more comedic version of all this. I've done Raven and Jinx, so next is...

In a hotel room in Las Vegas, a lump of blankets groaned loudly as he tried to figure out what the hell hit him.

It had started out simply enough, well, simple compared to his life. Sirius faked his own death (He didn't mention how, only that it involved a Knockturn Alley whore, two liters of dragons' blood, a Puffeskin, five meters of dental floss and a cricket bat with a three inch hole in the center, and that it somehow left Lucius Malfoy without his left testicle) and with some legal finagling only done by a strange half-goblin half-veela (Yes, you can take a moment to shudder at that thought), Harry was left emancipated and with all the riches and properties of the black family, save for some gold and the family island in the Caribbean, which was left to an unknown Irishman by the name of Paddy Footman. The only stipulation was that, in order for Harry to get the money, he had to spend a week in Las Vegas, Nevada, and take one Remus John Lupin with him.

Apparently not trusting the werewolf to keep Harry on the straight and narrow, Dumbledore had insisted that Professor McGonagall go with them, but what he forgot was that, while Minerva was a teacher, she was also a Scott. At first she did what she was sent to do, but one hour, several tequilas and a bottle of fine scotch later, she was calling Harry a "Manky Dobber" for not trying something called Everclear. Now Harry didn't know what the hell a Manky Dobber was, but damned if he'd be called that by a shit-faced old woman, and after the burning had passed on the third shot, Harry didn't remember anything.

Cautiously peeking out of his covers, Harry cursed the light of the rising sun. Rolling over, Harry was treated to a unique sight, a girl, and a nude girl at that, a nude, orange skinned, green eyed girl smiling at him.

And was it mentioned that she was hovering in mid-air beside the bed, smiling wide at him?

And was it mentioned that she was naked, because that seems like a very important point to Harry.

"Good morning to you, beloved husband Harry."

It took all of ten seconds for that statement to grind its way through Harry's hangover addled mind, but when it did, everything stopped with the calm grace of a freeway twenty car pileup.

Speaking quietly, if only as not to hurt his own head further, Harry asked, "Did you just say I am your husband?"

Looking confused for a moment, the young woman, did he mention she was nude, because that kept popping up in his head as something to remember, spoke in realization, "Oh, you memory must have been befuddled by the copious amounts of alcohol you had been drinking." Smiling again, she continued, "Yes, I am Koriand'r, princess and next in line to the throne of the planet Tamaran, and your new wife, married by the King of the Rock and the Roll."

Okay, a whole new problem was just tossed in there, Princess of a planet? Either he had a naked crazy lady hovering next to him, or he had a naked alien princess hovering next to him, and he wasn't quite sure which would be the better outcome.

"Beloved husband, I am sorry to interrupt your thoughts, but food has been brought for the morning meal, and my friends have said that it is the most important meal of the day for humans."

Nodding dumbly as his mind worked overtime trying to process, Harry stood, thankful he at least had his boxers on, put on a robe and followed her out into the hotel room's main area, where he found another, younger girl in a black and white leotard, her hair was to her shoulders and somewhat messy, and she had slightly orange skin as well, but to a much lesser degree. She turned from watching cartoons and eating cereal to see him, and uttered something that had a far more profound effect than anything Koriand'r had said.

"Good morning, daddy."

Stopping cold, Harry could swear he heard a sound similar to when Dudley was learning to drive Vernon's car, but didn't know how to shift gear in a manual transmission. After about thirty seconds of silence, Harry turned to Koriand'r, who was still naked, and asked, "Did she just call me daddy?"

"Yes, she is our daughter."

Not sure what to ask next, harry just let it flow, "And why are you naked?"

As if he had said something strange, she cocked her head to the side, "Why would I have needed to hide myself from or feel uncomfortable around my beloved family?"

Not sure how to answer that, Harry went for the more awkward, "Do you just give birth really fast?"

Giggling, Koriand'r answered, "No, in fact, tameranian pregnancy lasts about one month and two week longer than a human pregnancy. Ace is adopted, you used your blood and mine in one of your potions, and when she drank it, she changed and you said she was now as if we had birthed her naturally. She is our daughter by blood."

Blood Adoption, something Harry only knew about because of a particularly vindictive potions assignment. The potion formula was supposed to not only be incredibly difficult to do, but the instructions were supposed to be lost to time, not even the Flamels knew it, and yet somehow, in a drunken stupor, he had recreated it?

As his right eye twitched, Harry's only thought was, Oh Bloody Hell.

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Groaning as she raised herself from the bed, Minerva cursed not bringing her usual 'traveling potions'. Looking around, she found she was alone in a hotel room, but not her hotel room, meaning she had again hooked up, and the sizzling and smell of bacon said the hook-up in question was still here.

Please be a man this time, please be a man this time-

Entering the next room, she was relieved to see it was a man, balding with grey hair, but he was in impressive shape for his age. Turning, still holding the pan, his mustache twitched when he saw her.

"Oh, I had hoped that I could finish breakfast before you woke up, Minnie." He said with a smile, "Just sit on down, my dear, and prepare for my famous omelet, a Pennyworth Special."

Smiling to herself, enjoying the delicious smell in the air, Minnie only thought, Jackpot!

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Remus groaned, rising from the rough stone floor of the cave he had apparently slept in, but the cave didn't bother him, no, it was the group of wild coyotes sleeping around him, and one female who seemed to be affectionately nuzzling him in her sleep.

Barely keeping himself from screaming, Remus inched away just enough to apparate without bringing the canines with him. Standing in the middle of the dessert, clad only in his underwear, with a gas station just in sight on the horizon, Remus only thought, This is why I don't like drinking.

 

[ragnarok1337]

Mcgonagall and Alfred? Remus and Harley? Harry and Starfire? Remus and a coyote bitch?!

Proceed.

Although I would like that Meg bit way back in the beginning to be continued. I never did laugh at the situations Meg has been put into.

 

[mandalorianjedi]

This is a continuation of my Green Lantern!Harry fic idea, written for the <a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/topic/100035/54397061/1/' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Harry Potter's Vegas Vacation</a> HP/DC X-over Challenge.

I'm not sure if/when I continue my GL!Harry fic that I'll actually include the Justice League or even this scene, but who knows what the future holds.

I'm also considering a HP/Smallville X-Over featuring a GL!Harry, but I've not actually done any work in that regard as of yet.

Harry Potter groaned in pain.

The throbbing pain in his head felt like someone had shoved a gigantic shunt into his skull and he could feel his heartbeat through his temples.

If there was any one thing he was certain of, as soon as he regained cognizance, he was going to obliterate Sirius Black, his godfather, and the one whoÆd thought it would be an excellent idea to take his godson, and arguably one of the most powerful people on the planet, to Las Vegas with fake identification.

Then, he was going to find his godfatherÆs best friend, Remus Lupin, and obliterate him as well, since despite being the æresponsible oneÆ, the werewolf had not protested the idea. Now that Harry thought about it, the only one of the trio whoÆd come to the states whoÆd protested the idea was Harry himself. How exactly they convinced him to go along with their insane plan, Harry vowed to figure out as soon as he had the capability to think straight.

The Potter scion felt extremely weak, as he reached his arm towards the nightstand in search of his glasses so that he could see the alarm clock. His flailing knocked them off the table and onto the floor.á He briefly considered using his power ring to either construct himself a pair of glasses, but thought against it. Harry wasnÆt sure if he could summon up enough will to use his ring for even the simplest of tasks at the moment.

With a groan, he struggled to sit up. His entire body felt like it had taken a beating. The last time heÆd felt like that, heÆd used his power ring to block VoldemortÆs Killing Curse, saving the life of Cedric Diggory. Strangely, despite feeling like heÆd been smacked around by a Hungarian Horntail, the Wizard Green Lantern felt strangely content.

Squinting, he managed to find his glasses and slipped them on. He then glanced at the clock noting that it was a little after eleven oÆclock in the morning. He rubbed his eyes, trying to wake up fully, fighting against the pain of his throbbing head.

ôIÆm never drinking againàö Harry said to himself as he stood and moved towards the bathroom. After heÆd taken four steps from his bed he noticed several things at once. First, he was no longer in the hotel room he had originally been staying in. Second, the place was completely trashed.

æWhat the hell did I doàÆ he mentally asked himself. As data and details began to assimilate into his brain, he realized he was completely naked. He fought down a brief moment of alarm. æAt least I appear to be aloneàÆ

His thought process was interrupted by a thankfully feminine moan from the bed he just vacated.

HarryÆs complete thought process stopped as he slowly turned his head to see an equally nude, attractive blonde about his age in his bed. He closed his eyes, counting to ten, before slowly opening them again.

æNope, still thereàÆ Harry thought as he gradually worked up to a panic attack.

The teenage girl, who Harry immediately recognized as Kara Zor-El, gave him a teasing smile as she opened her eyes, rolling over to face him. ôAs much as I donÆt mind the view, itÆs getting cold in this bed.ö
It felt as if all the air had been let out of his lungs. For a moment, everything seemed to stand still before moving forward at supersonic speeds. Reacting purely on instinct, Harry did the only thing he could think of- he grabbed the nearest article of clothing to cover him with- which happened to be a short shimmering silver dress he vaguely remembered Kara wearing what he assumed was the night before.

ôYou werenÆt nearly that shy last night,ö Kara said laughingly as she rolled onto her back. She then sighed contentedly, basking in the afterglow of events that Harry wished he remembered. ôWhat a nightàö

Despite the pride he felt that he had given her a memorable night, he was still very tense and feeling extremely self-conscious standing in the suite with only her dress to cover his modesty. He fought to think of something to say, but failed miserably in the attempt.

ôSoà Umà Hi?ö he replied nervously.

This only sent Kara into more laughter.

She then sat up, barely bothering to cover herself with the covers on the bed. As she brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face, he noticed something glinting in the light.

It was a ring, an expensive one heÆd guessed. However, his eyes widened in realization as he noted that it wasnÆt just any type of ring, but a WEDDING ring, something he was most certain she didnÆt have when theyÆd first met.

He raised his own left hand and saw a matching golden band.
Harry felt as if all the air in his body had been sucked out all at once. ôOhàö

About a million things were running through his head all at once, each one vying for the number one position to be expressed.

With a raised eyebrow Kara asked, ôIs that a good æohÆ or a bad æohÆ?ö

While he might not know much about women, he could definitely sense there was a certain edge in her voice that signaled that he should be cautious in his answer.

ôIà Umà Yeahà Soà Wowàö Harry could honestly say heÆd never felt so stupid and humiliated in front of a girl before. KaraÆs laughter wasnÆt helping any, nor was the fact that he was STILL standing completely naked in the middle of the suite. ôIÆm just going to be in the loo for a bit.ö

His cheeks were burning in embarrassment as he turned to continue his way to the bathroom. He felt himself getting even redder when she whistled at the sight of his naked arse. Though he didnÆt take any extra measures to cover it, he did quicken his steps.

As soon as the door closed behind him, he let out a sigh of relief. He neatly placed the dress on the counter and then used the facilities. As he washed his hands, he splashed water on his face, thinking about the situation he now found himself in.