Ascension 2

Chapter Twenty: Cry for Justice Part Four.

The news the next morning brought Harry some interesting tidbits, although they were sprinkled in between the usual amount of fluff that was common place in the Gotham City news. He intently listened to the news from where he sat at the table while eating breakfast with Dinah and Diana.

Last night had been eventful with Dinah and Harry getting the lion share of the action. One interesting point was the fact that Dinah jumped from life debt to primary status pretty quick, the group had their theories as to why, but sometimes magic defied all explanation.

All and all though, things were good, but they would have to wait and see what the media made of the last night's events. It was most likely that the GCPD had already staged a cover up of some kind.

There were a few people in the penthouse at the moment, but a couple of the female residents were quite notifiable by their absence.

'Just checking in to let you know that we landed safely in Smallville,' Lily thought to him.

'Right, you were flying down there to pick up Martha, Nell, and Lana for a girl's weekend in Metropolis,' Harry thought back to her, he thought he might join them, but there were things he needed to deal with in Gotham first.

'Yep, Yep!' Amanda agreed, she was fidgeting to the point that she was nearly bouncing up and down in her excitement, but she managed to reign herself in and act mostly mature. Although this was mainly due to the stern looks her Mother and Aunt were directing at her. 'And I swear I won't blow my entire budget on shoes, well, this time anyway.'

'I'll hold you to that,' Emily thought with a frown and a wrinkled nose that she directed at her twin. Well, she could drag Amanda away by her ear if worse came to worse, it had happened before, it would happen again, thankfully her Aunt and Mother were both here to back her up.

'Wish you were here Harry, I'll be thinking of you….mostly naked,' Amanda offered him with a saucy tone to her voice, while licking her lips.

'Amanda Lily Potter!' Lily reprimanded her daughter, but she was grinning in spite of herself. Still she figured that she should try and act like the voice of reason, although given the fact it was her younger sister, her twin daughters, and Kara, on the trip with her. That would be a hard thing to do without back up, good thing Martha would be there to help her out.

'Oh come on, mother! It's not like you haven't done the same thing,' Amanda thought back to her while rolling her eyes.

'Even if I do, that's not the point,' Lily commented while flexing her fingers. 'But really Harry, you should fly down here….'

'I'll make sure to do so when I'm done here,' Harry thought back to her as he saw Pamela stagger into the kitchen. She looked to be half asleep so he gently grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into a kiss which his wife returned eagerly. Karen stepped into the room shortly after, with Patricia and Jaime filing in behind her.

'Don't think you're going to leave us yet,' Patricia replied, the three of them were in Gotham for business, so they were staying at the Penthouse.

'I wouldn't dream of it,' Harry said as he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her into a kiss, which she returned with glee. Their lips pressed together for a long moment, then Karen and Jaime took their turns, although they were not too patient about waiting.

Nym, despite not being a morning person, had managed to drag herself out of bed. So she staggered into the kitchen like one of the living dead and parked herself in a chair across from Harry.

"Hello, Har," Faora said to her brother as she wrapped her arms around him as soon as he'd detached himself from Karen. The siblings exchanged an extremely heated kiss, to the point it was almost as if they were trying to strangle each other with their tongues.

"Just take your time, yeah, don't wait for me," Nym grumbled, only for Jaime to grab her and kiss her hungrily on the lips.

Technically, she wanted a kiss from Harry and she got it in a fashion, their lips molded together as they thoroughly enjoyed roaming their hands over each other's bodies. Barbara and Zatanna turned up at that exact moment and both raised their eyebrows at the display, although neither of them were surprised by it.

"So, busy day ahead of you?" Barbara asked without missing a beat as soon as Harry broke away from Faora.

Dinah was the one who answered with a smile on her face as another puff piece about the Gotham's rich and famous aired in the background, so there was no need for them to really pay too much attention to it. "Well, we need to head over to the hospital and see how dad's doing."

"Then I have lunch with Bruce Wayne and Harvey Dent," Harry added as he mentally ticked off the things that he had to do today, only for Barbara to suddenly snap her fingers.

"Oh, yeah! Dad wanted to have a word with you, so when you have the time could you go talk to him? It was about something really important," Barbara informed, although she bit down on her lip as she pondered what it could be about. A girl's father wanting to talk to her boyfriend was never a good sign.

"Well, that should be interesting, I'll just add your father to the list of people that I have to meet up with today," Harry said as Faora sat down next to him, Diana having already taken the other seat next to him. Karen planted herself firmly in his lap while the other girls sat themselves down as well.

"This just in, a night club belonging to Gotham City millionaire Roman Sionis caught fire early this morning. We've been informed by the GCPD that it was a result of two gangs going at it over a drug deal that went south," a news anchor stated over the television.

Harry waited for the other shoe to drop, perhaps a few words about what happened, who Roman Sionis was, and whether the son of the Roman was involved. But there was absolutely nothing about any of it, it just proved that there was a cover up already in place.

Of course, he knew exactly what happened, but it was nice to hear the official word that the media was peddling. He hadn't expected Sionis and Falcone to remain in jail for long.

'Well, that's about what we expected,' Karen said over the bond for benefit of the group, and there was agreement from all sides.

Harry was already thinking about something else and he turned to look at Nym, who scarfing down her breakfast at a quick pace. "Nym, after you get done with Breakfast, could I speak with you for a couple of minutes?"

Nym said something that was unintelligible, but Harry was pretty sure he mostly understood it. Ginny was happy to translate for him though. After all, she'd become well versed in unintelligible gibberish after growing up with Ron for thirteen years.

'Sure, Harry, I'll be with you as soon as I'm done,' Ginny chimed in with a grin. 'I didn't know you were a graduate of the Ronald Weasley memorial school of table etiquette, Nymphadora,'

'HEY!' Nym yelled back at her to the laughter of Astoria, Ginny, the Twins, Kara, and Donna over the bond. The laughter spread when Nym's arms folded underneath her chest and she pouted, which quite frankly was an adorable look on her.

Harry made his way towards the Master Bedroom after eating breakfast, which was the room that he and Pamela shared. He stepped into it, slowly removing his shirt to expose his muscled physique in the process, he stretched for a moment, then slipped his pants off next.

Nym closely watched as Harry stripped off his clothes, taking in every inch of his body and projecting the image to the other girls within the bond in glorious high definition Perv-O-Vision. The younger Metamorphmagus tracked every inch of his body with her eyes and she felt her nipples stiffen due to her arousal.

"So, tell me something, Nym?" Harry asked as he slowly turned around to face, his burning gaze locking onto her body, he took note of her stiff nipples behind the fabric of her black t-shirt and he could smell her arousal as well. "Are you going to just stand there and gawk at me? Or are you going to join me."

Nym bit down on her lower lip as she tried to appear innocent of any wrong doing, then the woman turned towards him and smiled seductively. She slowly reached towards the bottom of her shirt, before pulling it up over her head, inch by glorious inch, her skin was revealed as she swayed her hips. She was clad in a blue bra that contained her generous bust snugly. She placed her fingers down her shorts then slow edged them down her legs to reveal a matching blue thong. Turning, she bent forwards at the waist to show off her amazing ass causing Harry to grin at the sight of it. The shape changing witch looked over her shoulder with a smoldering grin towards him.

With another movement, she unclipped her bra, allowing her beautiful breasts with rosy pink nipples to bounce free of it, she was currently sporting a D-Cup size. She followed that up by pealing her panties down slowly, although it took her a bit of effort since they were currently plastered to her womanhood. Harry smiled as he took in the sight of her glistening arousal.

"Well, when you join me, you join me in style," Harry said as he pulled Nym's naked body into the shower with him and quickly turned it on.

The woman pressed against him as she kissed him hard on the lips. She broke it shortly after to nibble on his lower lip, then she reached behind him to grab the shower gel and spray it onto his back. She slowly worked on his back, washing it thoroughly.

Grasping hold of his hips, Nym turned him around then used her breasts to wash him, causing suds to rise up everywhere within the shower.

"You'll get your turn, soon enough," she breathed hotly into his ear as she kept rubbing her breasts up and down his back, causing Harry to smile.

"That's something that I have no...doubt about," Harry panted out with a grin as he leaned into her touch.

Nym continued to wash his back with her breasts firmly into it. She smiled at him brightly as she reached forwards to run her hands along his pectorals, before trailing them downwards along his abs to tease the most intimate area of his body and then pulling back when she got him worked up enough.

"Sooo, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?" Nym whispered into his ear, her lips brushing along the edge of it, but she pulled back after playfully nipping on his ear. Her fingers trailed back down along Harry's body, getting the both of them worked up.

Harry closed his eyes and shook his head. "Actually….I was…."

He spun her around and pressed her against the wall as he started to wash her body. He paid special attention to her breasts and ass, although he did give the rest of her a thorough going over.

"What is it….oh!...don't leave me hanging," Nym breathed out with a whimper as he pulled his fingers away from her center.

"I was wondering if you ever got a chance to continue your mundane education," Harry said as he teased her muscles with several subtle strokes of his fingers, while gently emitting a soft pulse of magical energy from the tips of them.

Nym managed to keep herself from exploding from the sensations as she craned her neck back, and bit down on her lip to stifle her a particularly loud moan.

"Not…formally," she managed to let out after a moment's pause to collect herself. She was able to keep her tone even and professional, although all things considered, it was a very hard thing to do. She swallowed the lump in her throat as she leaned her head against his shoulder. "But, I do know….actually, I know a lot due to the way Mom brought me up, but with me being Amelia's bodyguard, I didn't have the time to do so formally. I know enough….more than most people do."

"That I don't doubt," Harry said as he kneeled down between her legs and she hitched in her breath at the sight. "Do you think that you could shift into a sixteen year old version of yourself?"

"Yes….I think I can do that," Nym said as she closed her eyes. It had been a long time, but she was managed to shift her body into a younger form. It was only a matter of knocking a few inches off of her height really.

Unfortunately, all of that mass had to go to somewhere, and it went straight to her chest. She could have tried to reduce it, but that would have shot her up in height. She nearly lost her equilibrium because of the weight she now had on top. She carefully held onto the wall, breathing heavily.

Harry whistled at her after taking her younger form in. "Nice…..very nice."

"I aim to please," Nym said as she placed her hands underneath her breasts, which gave off the added appeal of enhancing her breasts. "Holding this form….should be pretty easy, although sometimes when I dream, my mind wanders and my body goes along for the ride."

Harry recalled that fairly well. There was one time where Nym went to bed resembling Fleur and obviously had a dream about Harry that caused her to shift forms so that she looked like him, equipment and all. It just proved that concentration was needed, and that the subconscious mind could play havoc on a Metamorphmagus and their shifting ability.

"We should test your concentration then," Harry said as he cupped her soapy breasts, causing Nym to smile, before biting down on her lower lip.

"Yes, we should," Nym whimpered as he traced his finger around her stiffing nipple and the games began.

X-X-X

Harry's finger slowly traced around her stiffing nipple and she moaned as Harry cupped her breast, slowly playing with it. His right hand played with her breasts and the emerald eyed wizard pushed his hand down and cupped her pussy, which caused her to whimper in even more pleasure.

"Y-yes," Nym panted as Harry's fingers teased her opening. She pushed her hips forward as the wizard slid his fingers in between her smoldering hot thighs.

Harry worked his fingers into her dripping hot snatch. The wizard pushed his fingers into her and it caused her to whimper.

"Please," Nym breathed and Harry nipped the side of her neck which caused her pleasure.

His touches were really driving her completely nuts. He played with her smoldering hot folds as he cubbed her clit. The woman's hand moved up and she grabbed his throbbing hard cock.

"Oh, yes, Nym," Harry grunted as she started to stroke his tool with her hand.

The wizard closed his eyes and he teased her. She eased his cock closer to her dripping hot mound. He grabbed a double handful of her magnificent ass and prepared to insert inside her.

The wizard pushed his tool into her tight box and pressed her against the wall and grabbed her nice breasts. Nym screamed out in pleasure as he worked into her. His strokes were slow and they built up the anticipation in her mind for something greater.

Harry bit down on her nipple and that caused even more pleasure. He licked around the side of the nipple and clenched her.

"Yes, oh yes, more!" Nym panted as the wizard worked her center.

Harry smiled as he gripped her hips and sawed into her cunt. Each thrust caused her hips to thrust and twitch.

"Such a dirty girl, and we just cleaned you up again," Harry said as he rubbed her breasts, and she wrapped her arms around his neck and his legs around his waist.

Harry's face was placed between her breasts and he happily lapped up her breasts. He licked and suckled her tits as he pushed himself into her over and over again.

Nym felt her body stir with excitement as he sought her heat. The water had stopped a long time again after Harry had shut it off. Not that she cared about that. The only thing she focused on was his probing thrusts. She wrapped her arms tightly around him as he sought her over and over again.

Pleasure burst through her body as Harry sucked on her large breasts and heaven, heaven was really amazing. The woman's nipples were lavished by the tongue of Harry Potter as he kept working her over. His super powered thrusts rocked her mind and Harry pumped his tool into her. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he kept working into her as hard as he could.

"Oh yes, oh fuck, oh yes," Nym panted at the top of her lungs as Harry kept sawing into her from the front. Her walls clamped around him tightly as he grabbed her breast. Her whimpering whines got even more amazing as Harry pumped himself into her. His balls slapped against her thighs.

Harry licked her nipples and that caused her pleasure to explode through her body. Nym's slick walls lubricated his rod as it pushed into her body. They got even tighter to clamp around his super hard shaft.

"Fuck, so hot," Nym whimpered as she felt small bolts of energy flowing through her body. His thrusts picked up even more speed. Her legs wrapped around his body even tighter.

Harry pulled out of her and this caused disappointment.

"Harry!" Nym whined but Harry placed a finger on her lips to silence her. She looked back up at him with imploring eyes.

He wanted to explore this from a different angle and Nym got the message loud and clear. Her hands were placed on the wall, her breasts hanging down, and her legs spread. Harry cupped her dripping hot pussy and that caused her to moan.

His mouth kissed the back of her neck and Harry held her hips.

"Ready?" Harry asked and Nym nodded.

"Born that….WAY!" she said, shrieking the last word as Harry plunged into her from behind. The green eyed wizard cupped her nice breasts, pulling all the way out of her, and he kept plunging in and out of her.

He grabbed her around the waist and kept sawing into her from behind. Her slick walls hugged his amazing rod as he pumped in and out of her from behind.

"Oh, ah, oh, mmm, ah, yes, yes" Nym panted as he kept pumping into her from behind. The wizard's tool penetrated her womanly depths and caused explosions to resound through her mind.

Harry merely smiled and worked on her tits, grabbing her tit flesh. Her ass was amazing and he pulled out of her pussy.

"Harry," Nym whined at the top of her lungs.

The woman's tight ass wrapped around his tool and he slammed between her tight hot buns. The woman's ass clenched his rod as he fucked her against the shower.

"Oh, take it, take my slutty ass," she purred and Harry cupped her tits and caused her to scream.

"You didn't even have to save pleased," Harry grunted as he pulled his prick out from her ass and paused, resting it against her anal cavity. Nym grabbed onto the wall and looked over her shoulder at him, an extremely smoldering gaze burning through her eyes.

"Oh, please, oh please, please," Nym panted as Harry groped her from behind.

He rammed her ass once again from behind and he made sure to signify his ownership of her breasts, squeezing them.

Rapid fire thrusts blew her mind and Nym could not wait for Harry to finish in her.

"Faster, faster, oh fucking faster, I don't want to be able to sit!" she begged him as she grabbed the edge of the wall and grinded her ass back into his tool.

She was pretty sure that she felt something else warm into her pussy as well, as his fingers probed her. They were so thick that it caused her to exploded in hormonal desire. Nym's mind was being rocked and she chewed on her lips.

"Sooooo, good," she whined in pleasure as her heart pumped up as her juices pooled into his finger.

Harry stuffed his cum covered digits into her mouth and the steam rose from the shower as she sucked her own essence off of his digit. His rod slammed her ass as he pulled out of her.

He rammed his cum soaked fingers down her ass and she moaned as his rod went back into her pussy where he was about ready to finish off.

Thrust, thrust, thrust and Nym bit down hard on her lip to the point where she nearly drew blood. Her hair grew so Harry could hold onto it. His tool probed her insides as his balls tightened.

Harry felt his balls grow heavy with cum and he pinched her nipples which caused her whimpering to escalate to another level.

"Oh, fuck, me hard," Nym panted as he hammered her over and over again from behind.

"Cumming," Harry whispered as he nibbled the side of her ear and she moaned in response to his actions.

"Finish, need it, bad," Nym murmured as her walls clenched around him.

His tool rammed deep into her woman's tightened around his rod and it milked his thrusts.

With a grunt, he finished into her, clenching her breasts tightly, squeezing them.

"YESSSSSSSSSSSS!" Nym screamed as he pumped his rod into her dripping hot snatch.

He spurted several splashes of ropes into her cum and rammed into her hot snatch. Her walls clamped around him as he drained the contents of his balls into her.

She nearly collapsed against the wall and panted in pleasure as her eyes were glazed over, as soak, water, and cum circled around the drain.

X-X-X

The two of them got dressed after finishing up. Harry turned to Nym with a smile on his face. "So as you might have guessed, I didn't have you change into your sixteen year old self for my health."

"But that was an excellent bonus, wasn't it?" Nym asked with a flirty grin and Harry's smile widened into a grin.

"Yes, yes it was," Harry agreed as he locked his eyes on hers. "However, the reason I asked was because I was wondering if you could act as a bodyguard for the girls while they're attending Gotham Private Academy. I have no question that they'd be able to take care of themselves, but….you know, it's Gotham."

Nym nodded in agreement and Harry didn't need to say anymore then that, she also thought that it would be the perfect opportunity to finish her schooling so she was all for it. "Yeah, I'll do it Harry, will there be anything else?"

"Could you please get Hermione for me, I'd like a word with her?" Harry asked her and Nym complied with a smile on her face. She was walking a little crooked in the aftermath, but it was well worth it.

Diana walked alongside Harry and Dinah closely as they made their way into the hospital to check on Dinah's father. She figured that since she had the day off, she would hang out with the two of them. Plus, it gave her a chance to score some semi-private time with Harry, which never was a bad thing in her mind.

"I wonder if there's been any improvement," Dinah whispered to Harry, but then she paused.

'And I'm still getting the hang of the talking through the bond thing, I guess I don't have to say much out loud now,' Dinah thought to him, while trying to keep her thoughts even. This was an entirely new world for her.

Kara proceeded to offer her a warning. 'You really don't need to say that much out loud, but at the same time, you should speak up in public. If you remain silent in a room for a long time with other people present, they start to give you a lot of weird looks since they don't know about the bond link.'

'Yes, indeed, it also gives you a chance to brush up on your multi-tasking,' Faora said with a smile and Dinah responded with one word.

'Gotcha."

Harry smiled as he stood with Diana's arm draped over his shoulder. Anyone who tried anything with him would have to think twice as she looked fit enough to teach anyone a lesson who looked at either her or Harry cross eyed. That fact alone caused him to smile.

"So, I'm here to see Larry Lance," Dinah said, making eye contact with the guards at the front desk, who made sure to check that she was on the list. After what nearly happened yesterday, they weren't taking any chances with security and honestly, that was the way Dinah preferred things to be. "I'm…."

"Yes, we know Miss Lance," the guard said in a rough voice as he escorted the group upstairs. Harry spied two more undercover cops that were disguised as paramedics making their way down to the elevator. From what he understood, they switched off at random intervals.

Harvey Bullock and Renee Montoya were the ones currently guarding Larry. Dinah looked over her shoulder towards Harry, before she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Montoya was the one who opened the door, Harry could make out a few snatches of conversation, before they got there, but he overheard nothing that was too incriminating.

"Miss Lance," the woman said to Dinah. She was a Hispanic woman with dark eyes, rosy lips and dark hair that went down to her shoulders. She was wearing a standard issue police uniform so it didn't really show any skin, although it was obvious that she had a fairly decent figure. "And…."

"...Harry Potter," he said to her. "And this is my bodyguard, Diana Prince."

Montoya shook hands with the two of them, naturally she'd heard of Harry Potter before, but he was much more imposing and larger than life in person. She never really took much interest in the opposite sex, but personal preferences aside, one would have to be blind not to notice someone like him. "Officer Renee Montoya."

"A pleasure," Harry said as he and Diana shook the police woman's hand. She was a bit wet behind the ears, but she had potential.

"Given the scare yesterday, we wanted to ensure that no further harm came to him," Renee explained as she looked out the window. There was nothing out there, but a sniper was always a concern.

"I'm sure with you on the job, nothing's going to happen, so you and….Detective Bullock wasn't it? The two of you switch in and out?" Harry asked her as he sat down in a chair, which was the one across form were she'd been sitting.

"That's right, I'm not sure how much longer Mr. Lance is going to be in...this condition though," Renee said as she tried to choose the right words.

"Hopefully not too much longer," Harry said, before switching topics. "There are a lot of rumors going around that the police got a delivery this morning."

Renee had heard about it from Bullock earlier, but she couldn't help but shake her head at the fact that what was supposed to be confidential information, had apparently been leaked to the public so soon. "Rumors spread far and wide in Gotham City. I'm sure you're no stranger to them."

"True, but I'd figure that someone as resourceful as yourself would have heard a few things," Harry said in a calm voice. "Although, I don't know if you would….after all, you're new to the force…."

"Well, there have been….things...that have happened, yes. It's hard to get a conviction to stick to certain people," Renee said. She loathed to admit it, but she had very little idea what was going on.

"What!…My father's medical bills have been paid? Well…..thank you," Dinah said to the doctor as she'd been inquiring about payment options for his care on the other side of the room.

'Remember, you're a beneficiary of the RAO health insurance plan. You do work for me as my personal trainer after all,' Harry explained to Dinah, who nodded, that made a lot of sense and it had slipped her mind. 'You know, it won't be too long before your father can be moved.'

'Yeah, but….'

"It's a shame about what happened downtown, that accident at Sionis's nightclub," Harry said as he tried to lead Renee in a certain direction. He was more then capable of carrying on a conversation with two people at once so he was talking to her and Dinah at the same time.

"Well….accident...might not be the right word, but….you have to understand that I don't know what really happened," Renne said, although she did know that Sionis, Alberto Falcone, alongside several of Gotham's most armed and dangerous were found hog tied in her bosses squad car.

"I'm sure you've overheard something, I mean, you strike me as perceptive, Officer," Harry said with an encouraging smile on his face, trying to get her to say more then she should. He knew that she was going to be a tough one to crack, but Harry was someone who got a real thrill out of the chase.

'We can move him into the Mansion, any medical care can be covered through your health plan….'

'...We have the best dental and health care plan in the nation,' Faora chimed in, she couldn't help herself, she'd worked hard to make sure that RAO provided their employee's the most competitive benefits package in the world. 'Everything should work out well.'

'If you say so,' Dinah said back to her dryly as she thought about the merits of moving her father to the mansion. She honestly couldn't think of anything wrong with that plan, maybe there was a flaw somewhere, but Penny had the medical knowledge to look after him and security would be tight.

Her father was improving little by little, but he was still in a coma and the doctors weren't certain when he'd come out of it.

Harry and Diana were on their way to lunch, they'd left Dinah behind at the hospital to visit with her father and Diana would pick her up in a couple of hours.

Right now, the two of them were here to have lunch with Bruce Wayne and Harvey Dent. The two of them walked forward as they made their way into the rather exclusive restaurant to see Bruce sitting at the corner table. After taking notice of them, he hailed them over with a wave of his hand.

"Harry, and...Diana as well," Bruce said as he got up to give both of them a strong handshake. He couldn't help, but be surprised at just how strong the two of them seemed to be. "How are you doing?"

"Pretty well given the circumstances," Harry said as he sat down in a chair across from Bruce, after pulling one out for Diana.

"I heard you were caught in the explosion at Larry Lance's home," Bruce said and Harry nodded in confirmation. "Must have been pretty nasty."

"It was pretty nasty," Harry agreed, although he was healed, he had to give the impression his back was still sore. It was best to maintain appearances in public.

"Harvey called to say that he should be here soon, but he got caught up in work at the office," Bruce explained to him. He could tell that Harry had a good idea what the nature of the work in question was, and he did as well. The two of them eyed each other for a few seconds, before smiling. "But he'll be joining us as soon as he can."

"So, I hear that you've been keeping yourself busy?" Bruce asked shifting topics, and the question that lingered in between the lines hung in the air.

"There are rumors that you have been pretty busy as well, if your very active night life is any indication," Harry stated as counter and given the nature of the rumors surrounding Bruce as a result of his playboy act, anyone eavesdropping on the conversation would end up thinking that he was referring to that extremely active night life.

"Some might say the same about you, but you do live a productive life," Bruce commented to him and Harry raised an eyebrow at that.

"Yes, I do indeed," Harry said to the billionaire as he ordered his food. He leaned back in his chair for a moment as he considered something. "Did you hear about explosion at Sionis's nightclub has hit the news and the truck that was run off of the road?"

"I heard the rumors, yes," Bruce agreed, pretty much confirming his role in it, without even saying a word. The two of them pretty much knew that the other knew about their nocturnal activities, but they weren't going to outright say it. "Although, you do have a busy schedule…."

"Yes, I'm fairly busy. I'm also heading back to university this autumn," Harry said and Bruce raised an eyebrow in his direction.

"You have a doctorate under your belt already, and yet you're returning…."

"I have three actually, but I try not to brag about my accomplishments," Harry said and Diana decided to speak up.

"His accomplishments pretty much speak for themselves," Diana said and Bruce wasn't going to argue that point. The billionaire playboy took a sip of the coffee that had been delivered to him.

Harvey Dent walked in at that point, looking rather frazzled. He looked to be in quite the mood and anyone who knew him well, would know he wasn't of the soundest mind when he was feeling like this.

"Sorry I'm late," Dent said in a hurried voice as he parked himself down across from them. "It's been a bad morning since it's looking like those two are going to walk."

It was due to just how frazzled he was, that he decided to tell people that he really shouldn't be, what was going on at work. Although, it would only cause trouble for some of the corrupt cops in Gotham so he didn't feeling like holding his tongue. "Sionis and Falcone are going to walk."

"So the rumors about what happened at the Nightclub were true, it was a fight between their two sides," Bruce said, he knew Roman Sionis and the man always had a temper. It had gotten even worse as he grew older.

"He calls himself Black Mask," Dent said out loud, the restaurant was full of the Gotham Elite. So while he might not legally be able to put those two away, he could ruin their reputation. "Alberto on the other hand is no where near as bright as his father. He's the least intelligent of the three siblings."

"The other two might be a problem then?" Harry questioned him and Dent nodded roughly as he held a silver dollar in his hand, and played with it in between his fingers. It appeared that the repetitive action quickly helped him to calm down. "What exactly would it take to put them away for good?"

Dent chose his next words carefully, although there was a hint of acid on the tip of his tongue. His eyes narrowed dangerously as he tapped his fingers against the top of the table. "The evidence was conveniently lost, go figure. It'd take someone who wasn't on the take, a prosecutor who doesn't have his nuts in the hands of the mob and a judge who isn't on the take."

Harry smiled, if that wasn't a statement that said everything about what was wrong with the justice system in Gotham City, he didn't know what was. Dent pinched the bridge of his nose. Harry wasn't about to stop him ranting, especially when he was on a roll.

'Oh, this is getting interesting,' Zatanna thought out loud to the agreement of anyone else listening at the moment through the bond. While Harry was keeping an ear out for any interesting comments from the girls, he had his attention focused mostly on Dent.

"The District Attorney's office is cleaner than most in Gotham, but they can only do so much," Dent continued as he helped himself to the stew that had been brought to the table. "It doesn't really help that the DA himself is a bit of a coward who's afraid of rocking boats."

Harry nodded, he figured as much, although it was quite interesting to hear about the internal politics at work.

"Would Rachel be up for it?" Bruce asked and Dent eyed him closely.

"She would be normally, but she's after Maroni like a dog chasing a car, and her little near death experience has caused her to become a lot more….intense," Dent said and there was a sense that he decided to go with intense rather than a different word at the last second, perhaps Harry was just imagining things though. "She's working on the Maroni case currently, and Loeb….well, Loeb's done protecting his ass, I think."

Dent took a pause to take a sip of his drink. "Rumor has it that Maroni said something to Loeb in public that really pissed him off, and now….well, he's going to let Maroni sink for it."

Harry found that information to be quite interesting. The Police Commissioner had done a lot for the different crime bosses and crooked businessmen within the city as long as they paid the bills, but now that he was done protecting Maroni, things were going to change quickly.

The four of them continued their meal, only for his attention to be grabbed by a rather rude individual who had showed up to eat there.

"I can't believe this! Of all of the restaurants in Gotham we had to land in! We have to land in this one! It's just all the fucking luck that we had to walk into the one with Bloody Bruce Wayne and Harry Fucking Potter!"

'What's this guy's problem?' Ginny wondered and Harry was about ready to find out as he turned to look towards the person in question. He was short, fat, and rude, it looked like he was trying to wear stylish outfit, but he overdressed and his garb was almost Victorian in some ways.

"But Ozzie…."

"But, nothing Tracey," the man interrupted the woman with him in a rough Cockney accent. He narrowed his eyes at the woman who stared back at him and her mouth fell open halfway as if she was going to say something, but he cut her off with a shake of his head.

It looked like she was trying to look like a high class woman, but the dress she wore was a bit too low cut for that. She also spoke in a rather pronounced accent that made one wonder how legit it was. Then again, very little about her seemed legit given her attire.

'Not very high class at all, more like high school hooker,' Lavender stated to the group after looking her over critically through Harry's eyes, and Parvati chimed in with an opinion of her own.

'Definitely high school hooker,' Parvati agreed as she placed her hand on the edge of her chin and pushed her head back with a sigh.

'Well, I'll defer to your judgment and damn, she does look….a bit tarty,' Daphne thought delicately after she took a long look of her own. She might be a fairly good looking blonde, but it was hard to tell under the twenty pounds of makeup.

"Oswald Cobbblepot," Bruce stated to Harry, causing him to raise an eyebrow. "And his plus one is Tracey Buxton."

"So why is he looking at you like he wants to stab you?" Harry asked him and Diana didn't say anything out loud, although she mentally relayed something to Harry.

'And why is he giving you the same look as well,' Diana asked him and he shrugged his shoulders in response.

'I don't really know what his problem was,' Harry stated as he threw his head back with a sigh. He had several ideas, but there was nothing that stood out to him.

"Thanks for the ride," Harry said to Harvey as he got out of his car.

"Don't worry about it, I was headed here after lunch anyways," Harvey said as he got out of the car himself. He would normally question why someone like Harry Potter was meeting with James Gordon, but given the fact that it was pretty much common knowledge that he was dating Barbara Gordon. You could put two and two together, and figure out that it was probably something related to that. "So, Gordon wants to meet with you, does he?"

"Yes," Harry said without missing a beat. Diana had left to go pick up Dinah from the hospital and they mentioned something about heading out to do some shopping in order to pick up some things for her room at the Penthouse.

"HARRY!"

Harry figured that Barbara might have be here, he could tell that she was nervous after relaying the message to him his morning. Of course there was also the fact she worked here part time so he might have just caught her on her lunch break. She greeted him with a tight hug, which was more of a flying tackle really, as Dent slipped off with a nod towards the two of them.

"Dad's going to meet us down here in a minute," Barbara said after breaking the hug, she proceeded to bounce up and down on her heels nervously. In her mind, this was every teenage girl's worst nightmare come true.

Harry spent a few minutes talking with her about his day so far, well generally. She seemed rather interested about Oswald Cobblepot.

"Cobblepot was supposed to be one of the beloved sons of Gotham City, I mean you saw it in the papers and on the news right? There must have been half a dozen puff pieces about him possibly returning home," Barbara rambled without taking a breath. Harry smiled as he held her hand, and just listened to her talk, her enthusiasm was infection. "Seems to me like you might have a bit of…."

"...Bruce said that their families have a past, so maybe he's ran into mine in the past as well."

"He wouldn't have any dealings with the Potters, because…." Barbara started, but then she and Harry got to the same conclusion at pretty much the same time. "...Maybe with the Evans?"

"Maybe with the Evans, I don't know for certain. Mum or Aunt Rose probably do though," Harry said, it was bothering him that the name Cobblepot did have some sort of significance to him, but it wasn't coming to him as to why. He had assumed that it was the first time he ran into the man, but he had a pretty vehement reaction to him. That made Harry want to figure out why.

"So is Dinah doing alright?" Barbara asked. "I mean….I talked to her the other day...and she said she was….but..."

"...She's doing fine," Harry informed the redhead as he squeezed her hand, while gently stroking his thumb along the top of her hand to keep her steady. "Actually, she's more than fine when you think about it. Once her father's stable we'll make arrangements to move him to the mansion."

"That's….that's a good idea," Barbara said as she had a sudden burst of the hiccups. Harry, without missing a beat, got her a glass of water. Taking it from him, she hiccuped again, before gulping it down. "...Thanks, but it's a good idea, because even though Black Mask was put away, he'll be back on the street any moment now."

"According to Dent, he is, but….you do realize that this is all off the record?" Harry asked as he looked at Barbara and she shifted nervously before nodding. "Your old classmate, Alberto Falcone was one of the people caught last night as well."

"Little weasel doesn't have the brains to get himself out of trouble, so I guess his Daddy's high priced lawyers sorted it out for him," Barbara said in disgust and Harry grinned at her tone.

Their conversation was cut short as the doors swung open and James Gordon entered the lobby. He turned to see Barbara and Harry standing there. "Barbara, Harry, I'm sorry that it took so long, I'm running a little bit behind today."

Gordon looked rather frazzled as walked forward to join them. The older man looked like he hadn't slept in a few days and he most likely hadn't. He was carrying a large package underneath his arm that appeared to be hastily gift wrapped in a hurry.

"Barbara, I need a word with Harry," Gordon said and Barbara was about to open her mouth to comment, but there was a look on her Father's face that told her everything she needed to know. She nodded her head in agreement, then gave Harry a quick peck, before slipping off. "We should be able to talk in the donut shop across the street, hardly anybody there at this time of day."

Harry nodded as he followed Gordon across the street. Once the two of them were seated, he turned towards Gordon with a light smile on his face. "So, has it been a busy night for you?"

"Busy last couple of days actually, maybe a week, come to think about it," Gordon said as he placed the the package down on the table in front and ordered himself some coffee. Even though it was midday, he felt like he needed it.

'Seems like you're not the only one with a caffeine addiction,' Pamela thought to him.

'It's not an addiction, it's a way of life,' Karen corrected her gently.

'Okay, fine,' Pamela thought, playfully humoring both Karen and Harry for the moment.

"I'd been meaning to give you something for your birthday, but a lot came up and the chance was lost in the chaos," Gordon said as he offered the package to Harry. "And given recent events, I think that both of us can agree that this would be more appropriate."

Harry looked at him curiously as he slowly opened the package. Looking inside, he saw a permit to legally carry a concealed weapon, along with a handgun and a bullet proof vest meant to be worn under a person's clothing.

"So what's the occasion?" Harry asked calmly as he looked it over.

Gordon was prompt to explain. "Given all that's happened, I thought that you need alled of the help that you could get. You've already had a couple of scares, and given how much of a high profile you're gaining in Gotham, there might be a few more people who would be willing to take a shot at you."

Harry thought that it made a lot of sense and he was honestly grateful, although the extra protection wasn't really needed. He wasn't particularly fond of guns either, but the thought was appreciated. He supposed that he would be better off having something and never using it, then not having it available if he did.

"Given the laws of fatherhood, I should automatically disapprove of you by default," Gordon stated, slowly lowering his coffee cup after so he could look at Harry in the eye."But for some reason I don't, although I do have my misgivings, but I'd have misgivings with anyone and I have less with you than I really should. Regardless, it would be a shame if something happened to you, so there you go."

Harry smiled. "It's appreciated."

"I figured that you would understand the value of protection, especially in Gotham City, and it most certainly wouldn't hurt to have a bit extra," Gordon explained, he understood Harry's misgivings from the start by the look on his face. "A few strings had to be pulled, but it was nothing illegal. Just used a few favors I was owed to push you ahead of the line."

Harry didn't say anything, because he understood completely.