"Auror's Log for 508-QWC9 for December 20th 2012, this is Harry Potter and this may be the last time you ever hear from me. If there is anyone out there to hear this, that is. The end of the world is near and it's not some Muggle bullshit mass hysteria event regarding what the Mayans said either. It's far more dire than that."

A fresh faced green eyed man stood in front of the recording device. He looked rather haggard, even though he had not aged a day past eighteen or nineteen years old. Regardless of that fact, his green eyes burned brightly in a vibrant manner.

"Those who haven't been killed due to the plague have gone feral," Harry reported. "If anyone sees this record, do not go into the Forbidden Zone. I have gone all over the world searching for a cure, a way to counteract this but I've found nothing. I've watched everyone perish, friends, enemies, complete strangers, and those who haven't perished. Who've actually been infected by the plague and survived? Their fate is far worse than that."

Harry placed his hand against the pillar that he stood next to. He was surrounded by what seemed to be mountains of books, as far as the eye could see.

"It's far worse than that," Harry repeated as he peered forward towards people, who may or may not be looking back at him sometime in the future. "For those who come along to find what might be my last log, if there are any survivors, anyone who hasn't been infected by the plague. I'll offer a short explanation in regards as to how this came to pass. There was once a wizard by the name of Tom Marvolo Riddle, the self-styled Lord Voldemort, who having returned to a physical body, used my blood for a ritual but the ritual was much more than what it seemed. It was a curse that affected every wizard, every witch in Europe, who ever picked up a wand. It was not obvious at first but over the years, the madness took over many people. I was only spared due to three artifacts that I acquired, that made me the Master of Death."

There was a sound of a tower crashing behind Harry, alongside a feral roar. He knew that they were getting closer so he started talking more quickly.

"This is far worse than any zombie apocalypse," Harry stated in a low whisper as he heard a humming off in the distance. "If I don't make it, hopefully another will rise because this could spread out into the Muggle World. I've drawn up several runes, that will hopefully seal the survivors in a single area, the area in question being what was once a prominent magical school."

Harry offered a twisted smile at that, as if he was remembering some private joke.

"We're going to need bait for the trap," Harry said, edging back when there was a feral growl in the background.

"You don't have to do this," Another, this time female voice commented from the shadows, although she could not be seen, merely heard.

"I have no choice, it's my blood that's tied into the curse. Trust me, it will be okay. There will be a tomorrow," Harry argued, reaching over to take her hand from where it rested in the shadows, he squeezed it firmly, and she inclined her head with a nod at his word. She understood what had to be done, that didn't necessarily mean that she had to really like it.

Shifting the hold she had on his hand, she intertwined their fingers then clasped his hand firmly. The image started to flicker and got grainy. There were sounds of what appeared to be a struggle in the background, something crashing through, and everything went black.

"They call it the Forbidden Zone," One of the voices stated in a hushed tone when they were certain that the images had ceased playing.

"We know! You've only told us about a million times!"

"But what happened to this Harry Potter?" Another voice asked, with an equally hushed tone to her voice.

A third voice offered her own unique perspective. "History…is pretty vague about this, he's an interesting young man, but history is extremely vague about him. The few historical scraps we've been able to piece together indicate his most epic battles, his defining moments, have been mostly been hidden from view. There are books about him but for years, they were considered to be a work of fiction and half of it may be nothing more than the deluded ramblings of a mad woman with extremely poor writing skills. But there is enough truth to what's written for us to get a vague picture."

"It's not like Kal-El, were there is documented evidence of his deeds and we know for a fact he existed. If it wasn't for this recording, Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, the Chosen One, The Last Wand Waver, The Master of Death, The Unwritten Hero,….."

"How many bloody titles does he have anyway?"

"Quite a few actually. I was just naming some of his more prominent ones, but this recording….it's documented proof that Harry Potter existed. It cold hard photographic evidence, something that's lasted through time," She stated in an excited voice.

"Indy! You're such a nerd sometimes."

"Hey! I'm merely trying to learn about some of the more unappreciated heroes throughout history," The girl offered from where she stood in the shadows, her face completely hidden. "You see, some might consider him to be like Clark, but he's very different from Clark."

"Yes, he's very different, as in we don't have an entire wing devoted to him on the third floor," Another member of the group said, her voice rising in excitement. "The Legion of Super Heroes was founded…."

"By three alien nerds to be a glorified fan club for Superman! I know," The girl known as Indy commented with a grin.

"HEY!"

"Oh come on! It's accurate and you know it," She piped in and there really was no disputing it. "Although he was a one woman man."

"Yes and her initials were LL," One of the members of the Legion chimed in.

Indy spoke once again without missing a beat. "You do realize that could really refer to about twenty eight different people right?"

"Or more."

"Nope, it's twenty eight, I got really bored one day and actually counted them out," She stated with a cheeky little smirk on her face. "So Imra…."

There was a loud sonic boom, which heralded the telltale sign of time travel that left what she was going to say lost to the annals of time.

"We have a guest, pretty much exactly with when the history books said she was going to leave, so the time space influx matrix lines up properly," Indy stated as she scrambled to greet the person on the other side of the gates.

The girl flew head over heels out of the portal and landed with a huge crash. She grimaced as she scrambled up to her feet. She had long blonde hair that flowed down past her shoulders. Her blue eyes were a pair of simmering bright sapphires, with intensity and passion dancing in them. She was wearing a white top that wrapped tightly around her magnificent bust and she had a black skirt that showcased her alluring legs that stretched on for miles. She completed the outfit with a pair of black high heel boots.

"Those landings get easier with time, trust me, I know," Indy stated as she walked forward, her hood still over her face to obscure it. "Hello, Kara, welcome to the 31st century!"

Chapter One: Message In a Bottle Part One: SOS.

Twenty three year old Kara Zor-El took a moment to shake the cobwebs from her head after she landed. She recalled putting the Legion ring on that sent her here to the future. She really had nothing left to accomplish on Earth, now that Kal-El was ready to complete his destiny. If she wasn't sure of it, she wouldn't have left, no matter what Jor-El told her.

Still, she knew that her cousin would eclipse pretty much everything that she accomplished in her short time on Earth or even on Krypton. Despite being older and in some respects more powerful than him, Kara always would be in his shadow as long as she lingered in the past.

She turned around slowly, to see that she was standing in the shadow of a large statue of her cousin. Blinking, she looked at it again, starting at the feet her eyes trailed their way upwards as she took it all in. It was larger than life, and well crafted, but there was one thing that stood out in Kara's mind and she couldn't wrap her head around it.

"Why! In the great name of fucking RAO! Is Kal-El wearing his underwear on the outside of his clothes!?"

There was much snickering from the Legion girls around her after hearing those words and Indy was the one that decided to chime in.

"That's one of the….many interpretations of Clark's costume, although that is one of the more absurd ones, yes," She offered with a smile.

Kara stopped as recognition dawned upon her. "Chloe, is that you?"

Indy paused. "Technically."

"What do you mean technically?" Kara asked.

"I'm surprised you remembered me actually, because Clark certainly doesn't, and neither does history," Indy or Chloe, rather stated. "They remember Kal-El, obviously, kind of hard to forget him. They remember Lois Lane, again, really hard to forget her, even after what happened. They remember Lana, she's kind of infamous for her own reasons but that's neither here nor there. And they remember Jimmy…the younger Jimmy….little Jimmy."

"Right," Kara commented with a nod of her head.

"She wasn't on world during the mind wipe, she was searching for Kandor," One of the other members of the Legion reminded her.

"Oh! Yes! That's correct, I'd almost forgotten," Chloe stated as she leaned back and Kara caught sight of something interesting.

"Chloe, your eyes…."

"I know, it's a side effect, in fact, it's the entire reason why I was brought to the future, and it's why requested Clark's mind to be wiped, because, I knew he'd go through another one of his guilt trips and that's not fun for anyone to be around. Ever," Chloe said, but then she shook her head when she realized she was rambling.

The woman's short blonde hair framed her face, her skin was also a slightly darker shade than Kara recalled. Her eyes were the most striking feature that Kara noticed, they were a vibrant shade of violet.

"Compliments of your old friend Milton Fine, You know? Brainiac," Chloe commented lightly. "He tried to do the body jacking thing. Complete with hentai action…."

"Yes, of all the things he picked up from humans, why did it have to be tentacles?" Kara asked as she shook her head and shuddered in disgust.

The third blonde in the room remained silent. She had long flowing blonde hair that shined in the moonlight and blue eyes. She was dressed in a skin tight white body suit that clung to every single curve of her body. Her breasts were rather healthy looking at about a D-Cup and her long legs stretched for miles. A healthy, fit ass that was an enticing sight for anyone that saw her from behind.

"Imra, it's good to see you again, we met briefly," Kara said as she locked eyes with the blonde from Saturn's moon, Titan, known as Saturn Girl.

"Yes, it's good to have you here, Kara," Imra stated as she pulled her into a tight hug. "We've been waiting for you to show up for a long time. History says that you left the 21st century to go a thousand years into the future, and history also says that Kal-El took the final step shortly after you departed to became the hero that he was believed to be."

"Took him long enough. I swear! That was dragged out to the point of frustration, like they were trying to fill ten seasons or something, but I guess that's in the past," Chloe commented and she looked at Kara, who'd wandered into the next room while she was rambling, her curiosity getting the better of her.

Kara was caught off guard by the visual of the handsome young man with vibrant green eyes, like glowing emeralds. The picture was a bit faded and worn, almost looking like it was an oddity. Never the less he had messy black hair and a faded lightning bolt scar, along with muscular features. He looked quite delicious.

"So! Which planet is he from?" Kara asked as she eyed him with interest, her super powered hormones getting the better of her.

"He's from Earth, we think," Imra commented as she took a good long look at him as well, appreciating the rarity that was a Harry Potter photo, while she didn't chronicle his exploits as obsessively as Chloe did, she did appreciate his accomplishments.

"No fucking way!" Kara exclaimed.

Chloe looked at Kara with a smile, appreciating that Clark would likely have had a stroke if he would have heard her usage of colorful language. "Yes, fucking way."

Kara looked absolutely skeptical. "No! They don't make them like that on Earth, sure some of them look pretty...okay...but nothing like this."

"Well, they must have put all of their effort into making this one then," Imra suggested with a dry chuckle.

Kara could not tear her eyes off of his face but she did pride herself on having some degree of self control.

"What happened to him?" Kara wondered, curiosity having gotten the better of her.

"Don't know, I'm trying to conduct an investigation, Harry Potter is one of history's greatest mysteries," Chloe told the blonde Kryptonian.

"Because, you need a hobby," Imra added with a smile at her.

"Oh yes! Because trying to chronicle lost and obscure parts of history is just a hobby," Chloe stated with a biting sarcastic tone to her voice.

"Plus! There's this slight chance, a theory you've gotten into your head, that he still might be out there," Imra added to her.

"He might be," Chloe admitted with a shrug.

"So, regarding your possession…."

"It took me a long time to control my powers, but I'm good now, in fact, I might be one of the most useful members of the team," Chloe stated as she looked at the scraps of data she uncovered on the Last Wand Waver. "Indigo really wasn't that bad, she was just corrupted by Zod. We merged once the Legion fixed the corruption, it was a really advanced computer virus that bent her to his well and made her a him."

'Typical Zod, making other men kneel before him,'Kara thought as she prepared to get introduced to the other members of the Legion that were in the house but not before sneaking one last look at the gorgeous man in front of her.

"So, he's a human?"

"Well, kind of," Chloe offered with a shrug. "You see, Homo-Magi, they're similar to humans but not really."

"So he's a magical user!" Kara exclaimed in an excited voice.

"Yes, but they were closer to Kryptonians than humans, or at least this one was," Chloe offered as she clicked through the data.

"His green eyes! I swear I've seen eyes like that before, they're most certainly not human," Kara persisted.

Chloe smiled, amused at Kara's excitement, which was infectious.

"They say he gets them from his mother, Lily Potter, maiden name Evans, although she's the only one in her entire bloodline that had eyes like that, she was easy enough to trace," Chloe informed Kara. "There's a theory that she was adopted but there's no concrete proof."

Kara found this fascinating, then again, she found history as a whole fascinating. Her aunt Lara helped chronicle history, something that was frowned on by the Council, who wished to create their own history. She was a great historian and doctor as well, although she stood in the shadow of her more famous husband.

"So all is quiet on the western front?" Chloe asked as she turned to Irma. The group of three blondes were sitting around, they would be joined by the others shortly.

"More or less, yes," Imra agreed. There were days like this, where the Legion did not do anything but there were days where they could not catch their own breath.

Kara sat back and waited for the others to join them. If she was perfectly honest, she did not really mind the fact that there was not that much to do. In fact, the blonde's smile got even brighter at the fact that she escaped the madness that the past sometimes was.

"So, did you get a chance to take a look at some of the records?" Imra asked Kara.

"Yeah a few….so about Kal…."

"He sacrificed his life to save many, hundreds of years ago but he did live a good long life, that much history tells us," Chloe told her somberly. "He outlived many of his friends and I think that if I knew him well at all and I did, there was a part of him that was glad he was able to move on to the great beyond."

"Yes, I'm sure that he was," Kara stated. Kal's problem was that it took him a while to embrace both sides of himself. Kara thought that there needed to be a balance. There was his Kryptonian side and the side of him that was raised Human, embracing one side too far than the other, would almost be just as bad as refusing to embrace it at all.

A striking girl with midnight black hair entered the room. She had bright blue eyes and high cheek bones, along with rosy lips. She was wearing a white outfit that once again clung to her body, showcasing her ample breasts. They weren't as big as the three blondes in the room, but still a respectable size. Her ass was heart shaped and she had long striking legs. She had a look of innocence that was also combined with a look of mischievousness.

"Kara, this is Tinya Wazzoo…this is…."

"Oh! You're Superman's cousin!" Tinya stated in an excited tone as she nearly knocked over several things on the table.

Imra's telekinesis kept them from crashing on the floor.

Kara frowned. "Actually, given that I'm older, he would technically be my cousin."

"Right! I didn't mean to offend you, sorry, sorry, sorry," Tinya stammered as she felt flushed due to her embarrassment.

Kara gave her a "fine, it's really okay, I'm not offended" type of look.

"Where are Luornu, Nuru, and Salu?" Chloe asked curiously, wondering where the other three important female Legion members had gone off to. The men were on a mission she knew that much, it was an area of the galaxy that made females sick and increasingly moody, hence why none went with the guys on that particular mission.

"They're downstairs, but I just noticed something, there's an SOS! You've got to see this! Seriously you won't believe it!" Tinya told them as she bounced up and down, not realizing what that did to her body. She acted like she inhaled a truck load of sugar.

"Easy, before you phase through the floor," Imra commented, after briefly pausing to watch her bounce up and down, after all it was doing wonderful things to her breasts, and Tinya nodded at her words.

"Okay! calm down! I'm being really calm!" Tinya stated as she was merely left with a nervous eye twitch.

"Is she like…."

"No, she just has a lot to live up to, with who her mother is," Chloe whispered to Kara and she nodded. She was no stranger of living up to her family members. Her asshole of a father was a scientist, although not on the level of Jor-El, which is probably why he was an asshole. Her mother on the other hand was a brilliant scientist that might have been smarter than Jor-El, although her achievements had not been given the proper credit they deserved by the Council.

Kara looked over a portable computer she held in her hand, about the only thing that she salvaged from her old life on Krypton that she had on her, with her ship being destroyed.

"We have an SOS!" a voice yelled.

"Where is it coming from?" Kara asked, she was now excited because she wanted to go on a mission.

"It's coming from the Forbidden Zone."

Kara saw the looks on the faces of everyone in the room and those were the types of looks that were reserved for those being sentenced to the Phantom Zone without a chance of parole.

"So when do you think they sent out the SOS?" Kara asked curiously.

"Well, given the nature of time and space, it could have been anywhere from ten seconds ago to hundreds of years ago, the world as you know it has changed," Imra stated.

Kara smiled, she was curious to see what the Earth of the future looked like and she had a feeling that it was very different.

"Superman left the door open for Earth to accept aliens of different species and Earth finally entered the galactic order, although there were some hostilities towards that. Both from humans and other species, who said humans were barbaric and backwater," Imra explained. "Then, there are those who wish to destroy all aliens, wanting to have Earth strictly for humans. Of course, depending on what system of beliefs that you have, humans had to come from somewhere in the first place and Earth was colonized by aliens that evolved or devolved into humans a long time ago. Then again, the previous inhabitants of the planet prior could have been wiped out by an alien invasion that left the entire planet frozen for centuries."

Kara found all of this fascinating.

"Are you sure that this SOS came from the Forbidden Zone?"

"If someone is trapped there. We have to rescue them before the occupants find them," Imra said lightly as she turned her head around and the humming escalated even more from where she sat.

Kara decided to ask a question that had been on her mind. "What is the Forbidden Zone?"

"Well, it used to be the European Union. Now, it's an area of Earth that is forbidden for all species, alien and human, to even step one foot into," Chloe explained to her over a comm unit as she continued her job as Mission Support from HQ, while Tinya, Imra, and Kara made their way to Earth. "Although now they're mostly hanging around a small part of it, around where Scotland used to be or around that area."

"Funnily enough, I did figure that much out," Kara said blandly as she shook her head. "But…."

"The Forbidden Zone is occupied by the last survivors of a lesser group of Homo-Magi who could only perform magic with the aid of a wand, if you can call them survivors," Chloe stated. "Harry Potter sealed them off from the rest of the world, but naturally magic has flaws just like any science. In fact, some might say that magic is science…."

"...That we don't understand yet," Kara concluded, recalling the lecture her mother gave her when she was little.

"Forbidden Zone ETA is three minutes," Imra told them from the pilot seat.

"Right, we're good to go on this end of things," Chloe concluded as she waited, her hands folded over each other nervously. She stood in the center of several holographic interface screens that floated in the air surrounding her, each one feeding her a constant stream of information.

"So what happened?" Kara asked, not wanting to know but at the same they, she wanted to know.

"Anyway! Half of them were infected and descended into madness quickly, becoming feral and unfeeling, they would be called monsters in some respects, I suppose," Chloe admitted to the group. "I'm sure the others would have descended into madness as well, but they were overwhelmed by the first wave of those who had been infected by the plague. They hungered for the one thing that they couldn't have now, since it had been burned out of them."

"Magic," Imra picked up. "They wanted to harvest the organs of those who were still whole and then they consumed them."

Kara pulled a disgusted face at the thought. "That's repulsive."

"It gets worse. They found out that there is a small amount of magic in all living sentient creatures, although for most it's such a miniscule amount that they can't perform it. Homo-Magi at one point only made up less than one percent of Earth's population," Chloe explained. "So they started to hunt Mundanes….that is non-magical users, they called them Muggles though, stupid fucking name that it is. Entire villages were consumed before Harry Potter sealed them in the Forbidden Zone. I don't know how they explained it, most of these records were lost to time."

"And…they must have perished by now, given that their food supply has dried up, right?" Kara asked.

"Provided they didn't turn on each other in a fit of feral rage," Imra added as she guided them to their destination.

They were hovering over what appeared to be a village, although it was obvious that no one had stepped foot in here for hundreds upon hundreds of years.

"Hogsmeade Village, it's right at the center of the Forbidden Zone. No one's probably been here for hundreds of years since it's still mostly sealed off to the rest of the world," Chloe added.

"Right, thanks for the exposition," Imra stated dryly, as she picked up thoughts that were twisted, demonic and ravenous with hunger.

"Just explaining things to the newbie here," Chloe offered.

There was a dark shape that popped out from behind a shack and jumped at the ship. The face was gaunt, waxy, it's teeth were crooked and rotting.

"They should not have been able to see us!" Tinya yelled but Imra shook her head.

More of them popped out of the ground, like rodents smelling a meal and they dove right at the ship.

A mysterious energy caused the ship to veer off course. There was something strange in this place.

"We have some live ones here!" one of the hooded figures growled.

"Good! I'm starving!"

"We're going to crash right into the center of the Forbidden Zone!" Imra warned them as the ship bucked wildly, seeming to be completely out of her control, somehow, someway, they'd done enough damage to the ship that it effect the flight controls. The infected still seemed to be swarming around it. However, they hadn't strayed far into Hogsmeade village.

"Your SOS….."

"Wait! Don't tell me! It's coming right from the center of the Forbidden Zone?" Kara ask, exasperation in her voice no matter how calm she tried to keep herself.

"Actually! It's deep underneath the center of the Forbidden Zone, it's very odd," Chloe said.

"Indigo! Just….just...try and isolate a more accurate location, and….."

They were firing on the ship with what appeared to be scavenged weapons and there was something in the air that was causing the controls to behave quite sluggishly.

Kara saw out of the corner of her eye what once might have been paintings but they appeared to be chewed on, at least judging from the teeth marks on the canvas.

Imra steered the ship, she was trying to crash into the nearby lake, which would be the safest landing zone. She flew right past the forest, where there were a few carcasses of what appeared to be a mythological creature known as a centaur.

She crashed the ship into the lake, where the skeletal remains of Merpeople rested.

In hindsight, that landing could have been a bit better. She heard the strangled voices at the edge of the lake, low, gravely, and feral.

"Come on! Pretty! Come out of the ship!"

Imra groaned in frustration, she supposed that pretty much any landing that they could have walked away from might have been considered to be a good landing but she, Tinya, and Kara were rocked by the impact.

"Well, we were able to crash through the lake. We're underwater now though, so that's wonderful," Imra stated as she saw a glowing light in the distance.

"Which means that you're actually closer to the SOS signal," Chloe told them in a slightly garbled voice, although they understood enough of what she said.

"I'm surprised that any of the electronics managed to survive coming into contact with this place. Our ship barely just held up," Imra commented and looking up she saw the hideous creatures circling them from above. "Oh! That's bloody great!"

"We just got to find a way out of here," Kara said soothingly to the other blonde as she looked around. "Do we have anything on this ship that could blast them?"

"Yes, but good luck at getting the weapons to work under these conditions," Imra replied as she clenched her fist in frustration.

Kara sighed, there was a huge part of her that was afraid of that but she could hear the thumping on the side of the vessel.

"We're going to have to try though," Imra added, as she tried to get into the computer systems, although they were partially fried. It was a small miracle that their ship did not bust apart in an explosion yet.

"It's right on the other side of the wall where you are, do you see it?" Chloe asked.

Tinya answered that question, biting down on her lip nervously. "I don't see much of anything…only a small carving of a snake on that wall, you guys see it too right?"

"You should see it, there's something alive on the other side," Kara stated as she focused her super hearing and she could only make something out.

"Living or living dead?" Tinya asked as she saw the hideous face of one of the survivors of the Forbidden Zone on the other side of the window. She scooted back as she wondered what they were going to do.

Imra paused. "I don't know, but all these thought patterns, it's making it kind of difficult to concentrate all things considered."

"I understand," Kara said with a frown as she saw the group of infected. "They backed off from the exhaust when they went out for us, I don't think that they like fire."

"Well, that's…."

"Heat vision, obviously," Kara told them as if this was elementary and placed her hand upon the latch to open the ship.

"Here, we'll use these to defend ourselves," Imra stated as she handed Tinya a grenade. "They blow up in a huge fireball, it might damage the ship but….the ship's the least of our concerns right now."

Kara stood, doing something either extremely brave or brazenly stupid. She had no idea what it was going to be classified as.

"Come out my pretty! Come out! Come out! Wherever you are!" One of the voices cooed with a ravenous tone to it's voice and Kara knew that she had to keep things together. The blonde held her head up high and prepared for the moment of truth, as she, Imra, and Tinya adjusted their breathing apparatuses.

Kara's eyes glowed, and she shot a beam of heat out from the ship's exit.

The crazed survivors of the Forgotten Zone scattered. Imra and Tinya followed her, the three girls swimming for the exit.

'Zombies! Right on our asses,' Imra thought as she paused to use a telekinetic shield which stalled them, at least for a couple minutes.

They hit a wall, quite literally and Kara grabbed onto it, trying to use her super strength to break the entrance open, even though there was no door.

'Rao damn it! What did they seal this with?' Kara thought as she kicked the head of something that was literally nipping at her heals. She could have sworn that she saw someone's head exploding when it made contact her foot but it was hard to feel sympathy for something that was already more or less dead and she wanted to get inside before it was too late.

She busted open the entrance as Imra and Tinya threw the grenades expertly over their shoulders. The water started to boil and caused the zombies to stagger back.

"Hurry!" Kara shouted as the two girls flew through the door.

They hurried and Kara grabbed onto the doors, forcing them back together, then welding them shut with heat vision.

There was a loud thumping from above.

"Well, that's wonderful! Now we're locked in!" Kara snapped.

"Yes, not one of our more successfully missions," Imra admitted crossly as she heard the thumping of a series of rocks bouncing off of the exit. The blonde shifted nervously and she looked over her shoulder. "So now what…."

"That should hold," Kara said.

"Look! It's another one of those log things that Indy had earlier!" Tinya stated as she pointed excitedly towards it.

Kara reached forward, wondering what would happen if she touched it. The three dimensional image of Harry Potter appeared. His green eyes looked very blood shot and he looked like he had been working hard.

"Auror's Log for 510-QWC12 for December 23rd 2012, this is Harry Potter and we're heading to the distant past for a rare item that will hopefully stop the curse from overtaking everyone in the world. I've come to the conclusion that we can't hold them in the castle forever," Harry stated to anyone who could hear his voice. "If you received my SOS. That means that the wards around Hogwarts are failing and I have failed my mission, which mean that it has been truly lost to time."

The group kept their eyes locked firmly onto the young wizard and waited patiently for what he was going to say next.

"They will not rest until they consume every single sentient creature on Earth and steal whatever lingering magical energy that rests within them, for magic is nature, and it flows within all of us. Although, only those who have the strongest concentration of magic are able to perform spellwork," Harry explained tensely. "The term Muggleborn is the biggest lie that the universe has ever seen and there is not a single creature on Earth who is completely devoid of magic. Which would give my Uncle a stroke, if he hadn't died of a massive heart attack due to his being clogged with more fat than a fry cooker already."

Kara saw that there were mostly decomposed remains of what appeared to be a very large snake.

"It's a Basilisk," Imra commented.

"Legend states that Harry Potter slayed this mighty snake when he was twelve years old," Tinya added, she had heard the story from Chloe so many times that she could recite it to the very last period.

"How do we get out?" Kara whispered.

"You don't, you need to find a way to finish Harry Potter's work, before it's too late."

A gaunt man who looked to have a permanently solemn expression on his face showed up. He looked like nothing could make him happy. He was a sickly white and he gave off an air of not being happy about anything.

"Who are you?" Imra demanded. He appeared to be a spirit of some sort, although half of the one he once was.

"I was once a poltergeist named Peeves, I am nothing now," He said in a solemn voice. "I was one of the lucky ones, once their live prey dried up, once they consumed every last magical creature around the Hogwarts ground, they turned to the world of spirits. Given the leader of the group was known for her obsessive ability to research, she found a way to do it, to drain the magical power from ghosts, to consume them. I was once vibrant and full of life but I've been reduced to nothing but tears."

The shell of a poltergeist broke into a depressed round of tears.

"It's all so awful, Myrtle, Nick, the Baron, Lady Helena, all of them, consumed to satisfy their hunger, but their never satisfied, never full. This is the only magic left that they haven't been able to consume," The shell sobbed with a somber look dancing in his eyes and he inclined his head towards the Basilisk

'Good! Bait for a trap,' Imra thought. She realized that they completely lost their connection with Chloe, who was likely freaking out something fierce about now.

"And then there is what's behind this chamber wall, not even Lord Voldemort passed beyond that door and I'm certain he tried," The shell stated as he looked on the verge of bursting out into tears once more. Life was so miserable and meaningless, there was no enjoyment in it.

If he could, he would slit his own wrists.

Kara held her ear to the door and then stepped back, using her X-Ray vision to peer behind it. She managed to see that there was something behind this wall, although the enchantments prevented her from looking for too long.

The inscription was Kryptonian and Kara decided to say the words etched on the wall in her native tongue.

"Hope never dies,"Kara stated in Kryptonian and the walls cracked open to reveal a room.

She saw him there, submerged in what appeared block of ice. It was Harry Potter, in stasis, frozen in the ice and she could still hear a heartbeat. She saw a few magical artifacts, wondering if any of them could help them.

Then she spotted another figure also encased in the ice, wrapped securely in his arms and that blew her mind.

To Be Continued in the Next Chapter.