It was a beautiful day, summer wasn't quite over, but the first hints of autumn could be felt with a crisp cool breeze. Yet, the beauty still remained with the leaves on the trees having not fallen down at this very moment.

A fancy sports car pulled up at the university parking lot but as nice as the car looked, the person driving it was the real attraction. Therefore, if anyone had bothered to commit the details of the sport's car to mind, they went out of their mind seconds after they saw this vision of beauty. With its sleek interior, powerful engine, and excellent make, they didn't make them like that anymore, that was one thing that they could take to the bank and deposit.

The blonde that exited the car was extremely beautiful, a specimen to say the least. Her short blonde hair hung to her shoulders, framing her gorgeous face. A pair of glasses rested on the bridge of her nose, with a gorgeous smile upon her face that turned more than a few heads in her day. The blouse she wore covered a sizeable chest, and once could see that she had a flat toned stomach, with shapely hips, along with the perfect hour glass figure. Long shapely legs added to her body's features.

Her name was Karen Starr, she was on her way to Met-U, Metropolis University, to study Business Administration, at least that's what her Doctorate was going to be in. She was in position to run one of the key scientific research and development countries in Metropolis and perhaps in the world, so she needed the qualifications to be taken seriously. Otherwise, the Board of Directors would be on her like the vultures they were.

That being said, she was under analysis, her birth name being different. The reason for this was that she was not born on this planet. The nineteen year old female sighed as she approached the front doors of Metropolis University. It was the first day for her here.

Karen was born Kara Zor-L, and she lived on the planet Krypton for many years. The planet's core became unstable over time and it blew up, leaving her its sole survivor. She made her way to Earth over twenty years ago but she got stuck in stasis in her ship, freezing the dam. She landed outside of the Reeves Dam, where she was stuck, trapped for several years.

Until a team lead by Doctor Virgil Swann of STARR Labs managed to find her ship. She was confused and disoriented, plus the exposure to the mysterious green rocks in the lab had poisoned her and led her to bouts of delirium.

Since they were meteors from Krypton, one could call them Kryptonite, she supposed. It was a nice snappy name that rolled off the tongue.

'To think, if I would have been down there much longer, I would have been in serious trouble,' Karen said, making her way up the stairs of the Administration office.

There were times where she had to remind herself not to use her powers. This entire secret identity thing could bite big time.

She did befriend Swann's daughter, Patricia, and the friendship lingered past Swann's untimely death this past Spring. Karen smiled, it was good thing that she had someone who could teach her how to mostly fit in here on Earth. Although there were some humans who acted fairly strange, but that being said, she didn't want a huge blipping beacon on her head that said alien.

That being said, she had to stop that little trip down memory lane to meet with the Administration's officer of the college and she knocked at the door.

"Miss Starr, come in," the administration's director said, he shook hands with her. "I must say, your credentials are most impressive, you should have no trouble with your classes at Metropolis University."

Karen could not help but grin at that statement. The blonde allowed her arms to drop loosely by her side. She had to take high school level classes for about a year, but she shattered all records and did so in style.

She was well qualified on Krypton but Kryptonian qualifications did not hold up on Earth. Especially considering that there were a few sciences that weren't even discovered on Earth yet. That would be a hard one to explain if she started spouting off about something so advanced.

"That being said, it's protocol for us to assign you a student mentor, someone to show you the ropes."

Karen raised an eyebrow and smiled, looking at the administration advisor. "Oh?"

"I think that you'll find him qualified," the Administration's advisor said. "He's broken all records last year, and is qualified with what he's done."

Once again, Karen was impressed. She was going to meet the person who set the bar for the records that she's trying to break in her own right.

There was a knock on the door and the advisor smiled. "And here he comes right now….enter Mr. Potter."

The door opened and a young man entered the office. Karen turned around and immediately, she was blown away by his presence.

His long dark hair was unruly slightly, but it added to his charm. He had a pair of gorgeous green eyes behind a pair of glasses that caused her heart to skip a beat. The green eyes were something that a girl could get lost in, not that the rest of him was really bad either. In fact, it was green, amazing, drool inducing, you really add any number of adjectives to it, it is really true.

"You must be my student mentor," Karen said, figuring that she should act professional. The blonde acted like she wasn't dazzled by his mere presence.

"Hello, Miss Starr, I'm Harry Potter," Harry said, reaching forward and shaking her hand. "I have to congratulate you on the high score that you had on your entrance exam, most impressive."

"Thank you," Karen said, but she smiled. "But I'm sure nothing on you."

"Well, I don't mean to brag, but I did set the bar pretty high with that one," Harry said, shaking Karen's hand in a professional and restrained manner.

Karen smiled at the thought of that. "Guess it gives me something to strive for."

"It does," Harry agreed, and there was a sense that he checked her out just as much as he checked her out. Karen couldn't be for sure, for he was now looking her in the eyes. That allowed her to get a good look into his eyes and she shivered. "So, are you ready to take a tour of the university, Miss Starr?"

"Please, it's Karen, Mr. Potter," Karen said and she took Harry's arm, quite brazenly.

"Then I insist that it's Harry," Harry told her and the blonde grinned, allowing Harry to lead the way.

This would prove to be an interesting arrangement.


Karen was taken to a brief tour of the university but they were running into lunch time. So Harry invited her to a café across the street for some lunch.

"Well I am hungry," Karen admitted with a smile on her face. It would be kind of foolish, not to mention rude to turn down a free meal. "Do you….."

"It's on me, you should feel welcome here," Harry said and Karen smiled, with Harry leading her down into the café. They were greeting Harry as they went inside.

"I take it you're a regular?" Karen asked him, amused by how a few of the waitresses that he went by were checking him out.

"Well, I'm very popular," Harry told her with a smile, waving his hands. "Never mind, a private booth, please…"

"Of course, Dr. Potter," a pretty brunette waitress said, flushing, and Karen looked at him, mouthing the words "Dr. Potter."

"I'll explain later," Harry told her and Karen's mouth hung open. She briskly nodded, accepting that for now.

They waited for their sandwiches, fries, and sodas to arrive, with the blonde leaning back against the seat.

She realized the effects that stretching would have with pulling her shirt tight against her breasts. She saw Harry smile but he said nothing else. They were served by the waitress and Karen leaned back, stretching a little bit.

"Sorry, long morning," Karen said but Harry just waved it off.

"Of course," Harry told her with a smile and Karen opened her mouth but Harry grinned at her. "Well, your first full day is Monday, do you have any questions beyond what we discussed?"

"No, I'm sure that I got it all," Karen said with a smile. "I think that I've got it all."

"Well if you have any questions, you know where my room is, don't you?' Harry asked and Karen nodded.

"I'll be sure to knock, because I sure wouldn't want to see you indecent," Karen said with a saucy smile and a wink towards him.

"Well, is that because of that, or are you afraid that you might like what you see?" Harry asked her, flirting back at her.

"That's for me to know and you to find out," Karen said, sipping her soda that just arrived. "So…..I'm sure that you read my file, so you know a fair bit about me."

"Well I want to hear it from your mouth first," Harry said, leaning back with a smile.

"Well as you know, I was an orphan that was taken in by Doctor Virgil Swann after my parents died when I was sixteen years old," she told Harry and he was listening so she pressed on. "I dedicated my life to learning all that I can and managed to get my Master's Degree at an early age but I decided to relocate permanently to Metropolis to try and get my Doctorate."

"There are numerous opportunities, although you better work fast, because it seems like the vast majority of the city is owned by Luthor," Harry said, and Karen could tell right off the bat that this was not a positive recommendation.

"Yes, Luthor," Karen said, she had a run in or two or ten with the man in the past and she found him to be…..well she found his personality to be quite a horrible one.

"Judging by the tone of your voice, that's a bad personal recommendation, isn't it?" Harry asked her and Karen smiled.

"Well, let's keep my opinion out of this for now," Karen said and then her expression brightened up. "But, never mind, tell me about yourself, I'm dying to know about you."

"Well, my parents died at a very early age," Harry told her and Karen looked sympathetic to him.

"Sorry to here that….how old were you…."

"A little over a year old," Harry said but he waved his hand. "I've been through my teenage angst years, and made peace with it. It's a shame, as I wonder what might have been if they weren't murdered…"

"Wait, murdered?" Karen asked and Harry looked at her. The blonde could have slapped herself for the lack of restraint and more importantly the distinct lack of tact. That being said, you don't throw out a word like that without wanting an explanation of some sort. It just wasn't really done, at all.

"Yes, there was a terrorist and his group of followers," Harry said, carefully choosing his group. "My parents worked for a super-secret branch of the British government, and they caught wind of what he was doing. He didn't like that and…..well he came to visit one night. The attack killed my parents, him, and left me with this."

Harry tapped to the lightning bolt scar on his forehead.

"Well it certainly adds character," Karen said and Harry smiled.

"And it's quite the conversation started," Harry told her, and she nodded. "I really do want to put what happened back home behind me, because that chapter of my life is long since over."

"Well, I guess so," Karen said, but she understood how Harry would want to put the past behind him. Those he lost were not coming back.

"I stayed with relatives for the first ten years of my life, and then went to a boarding school where I broke all records, before moving here," Harry said and Karen smiled.

"Breaking records seems to be a thing for you."

"Well, I don't mean to brag but….."

"Actually, being up front and honest about your accomplishments is a good thing, even though it could get underneath the skin of some people," Karen told him. "And there is too much of this false modesty crap going on there that makes people seem phony."

This was another thing that Patricia explained to her. Then again there were a lot of people on Krypton who were cold and emotionless and told their accomplishments in a matter of fact manner.

"I made my way over here, and…..well you see where I am today."

"Just how old are you, if you don't mind me for asking?"

"Eighteen," Harry said and this was a statement that caught Karen completely off guard.

"You're shitting me," Karen said, and Harry smiled.

"No, I'm not shitting you," Harry said, pulling out his driver's license with the date of birth to confirm.

Karen had a sharp eye that could detect a forgery a mile away, but this is legit.

"I mean, no offense, you act like you're much more mature, I've seen twenty some year olds that don't have it together as you do."

"Well, to be fair, aren't we the same age?" Harry asked and Karen shut up immediately. "Seems to me like we're both slightly advanced for our age group."

His eyes traveled briefly to Karen's cleavage and she realized that her shirt rode up. After the growth spurt she had recently, she had not gotten a chance to purchase a new wardrobe.

"So, I'm sorry to hear about the death of Doctor Swann," Harry told her and Karen smiled. "He left behind a great legacy; a lot of his research will be lost mostly because people can't understand it."

"Well I'm trying to," Karen told him with a smile. "I wanted to be able to run STARR labs, but Patricia, you know his daughter, she's doing a good job at running the company."

Karen launched into a bit of what she was doing and Harry was a very attentive listener, giving his feedback when needed.

There was this sense that both were keeping some secrets from each other but that was the nature of the game. If the time was ever right then they would find out. Until then, they enjoyed each other's company.


Harry Potter returned from what was a light day of classes. He met the new student that he was student mentoring and he found her quite fascinating. It was the perfect combination of brilliant and beautiful, which was the perfect fix as far as he was concerned.

The green eyed wizard approached a set of caves which were out in the middle of the desert. It was a place where absolutely no one would think that there was anything out of the ordinary occurring, so it would be the perfect venue for what he was doing.

Harry thought about Karen, it would be interesting to work with her, given the vast wealth of knowledge she had at her disposal. The fact that she was exceedingly gorgeous, well that was a benefit, actually that was the clincher to say the very least. And he suspected that there was a lot more to her than met the eye.

The green eyed wizard stepped into the caves, which appeared to be deserted. Appearances could in fact be deceiving.

'Took me long enough to get back on my feet here.'

Harry wasn't going to dwell on what happened over there, because that was over. A chapter of his life he wrapped up with a nice little bow. A chapter of his life which he doubted would mandate that many pages because it was such an insignificant part of it.

The young man sat cross legged on a large rock. If anyone ambled into the cave, they would have thought that it was rather weird to see him do something like this.

Until they found out how practical it was, where a mysterious energy swirled around him and then a portal opened up in the cave wall.

Harry slipped inside, with a smile on his face, walking down a long hallway to his destination.

His heritage was quite an interesting one, even though he became powerless and drained when he arrived here three years ago.

It was three years ago today in fact that he entered this universe and he walked into a large and spacious manor house. It looked to be very old fashion, with many levels, with multiple bedrooms. It was located all within one rock inside the cave.

Then beneath the mansion, but also located in the rock in the cave was a lair so to speak.

Was this magic or sufficiently advanced technology?

Harry knew the answer to that question and also knew that the lines were fairly blurred. His mind was buzzing with what he learned today.

He sank himself into a comfortable chair in a large library. The tomes had been some of the rarest in the universe, some of them describing forbidden and obscure branches of magic.

'Not that it matters now,' Harry thought, testing his power levels.

Much higher than they were a year ago, but still very under par with what he was before he crossed the dimensional barriers or what is potential at full maturity should have been.

'Well things could be better, but I can't complain,' Harry continued thinking to himself. He managed to find several work arounds of his multitude of problems, so it wasn't like he was completely crippled.

Plus, to rely on your power was not only stupid, but it was also suicidal.

Harry decided to move over to the next part of library, accessing a state of the art computer system. With a little time and effort, he could pretty much hack into any computer in the world. If he had the knowledge to do so that was.

His mind drifted to Karen, which was quite understandable. He tried not to show it but he had this strange sense of Deja-Vu when he saw her.

The two of them did get along fairly well but then again they had similar hobbies. Karen wanted to run a business and Harry ran his.

'You're something else, Miss Starr,' Harry thought with a smile. He had a feeling that there was more to her than met the eye.

There was more to him than met the eye, much more. Both of them were prodigies and done a lot in a short amount of time.

Harry got up, moving to another room in the mansion. It as a room full of antiques and on the wall, there was a picture of three artifacts. One was a stone, one was a cloak, and the other was a very extraordinary looking wand.

"You've caused me a lot of trouble, didn't you?" Harry asked, peering at the picture of the three artifacts, and suddenly, he heard an alarm.

It was time for Harry to go to work at his night job. A job that called on him whenever it chose, no matter what the hours.


Karen was looking around, just seeing and enjoying some of the interesting artifacts that were around her. Some of them were Kryptonian in nature, others were other obscure societies. Some were from Earth, others were not. Kara Zor-L wasn't for sure but never the less, she was interested in looking at them.

Like this energy cannon for instance, one could argue that it should be…well it should be one of the most potent weapons that anyone would ever come across. However, it lacked a proper power core to function as it was intended. Therefore it was nothing but an overgrown flashlight from her perspective. The blonde laughed at the thought of it, running her hand down the weapon to observe it.

'Well, the problem about Kryptonians is that leave their things lying around when they observe less advanced planets, good thing the core burned out before anyone picked it up and started playing with it,' she thought in amusement.

"It's an interesting room isn't it, although I do wish that battle armor was completely intact."

Karen turned around and smiled, seeing a redhead standing there in the room. Her hair was tied back showing her beautiful face and alluring brown eyes. She wore a conservative business suit, with a buttoned up red blouse, a long flowing skirt, and stockings, along with thigh high boots.

"Hi, Patricia," Karen said.

"So, how was your first day at the University?" Patricia asked her and Karen smiled.

"Well, just being shown around the place by my new student mentor, he's really interesting," Karen said with a smile and Patricia returned fire.

"Right, interesting," Patricia said, she could tell by now that her friend was smitten but she decided not to say anything. "So…..who…"

"Harry Potter," Karen said and it was here that Patricia was taking a large drink of coffee that she promptly spit out onto the wall. "Well, you just sacrificed a perfectly good cup of coffee, didn't you?"

"No, Harry Potter…..seriously, your student mentor is, the Harry Potter," Patricia said and Karen looked at her friend strangely, as amusing as her reaction was, Karen really wanted to know why.

"Explain, please, explain," Karen said, and there was a note of urgency in her tone of voice.

"Well…..Harry Potter, that's interesting, that's really interesting," she commented, it took her a while to get her head in the game. "He's only one of the most eligible bachelors in Metropolis, women would line up and pay money to throw themselves at him."

"I wouldn't….well…"

"Trust me, a woman like you, you wouldn't need to," Patricia said with a smile and Karen smiled back. "Anyway….he's shrouded in a lot of mystery but his company….it's making Luthor sweat."

"Not a bad thing there," Karen said, anyone who gave Lex Luthor a hard time, well she liked them already.

"Well no, Lex has to be taken down a peg or two, it's healthy for him," Patricia said, taking a sip from her coffee. "So…..what was he like?"

"Very nice, very mysterious, has his secrets."

"Hmmm, reminds me of someone," Patricia commented, mockingly insightful and Karen gave her a playful swat to her arm.

"And I got this strange sense of Deja-Vu when I saw him that I can't really explain," Karen said, shaking her head. "It's weird, isn't it? There's just something about him….."

"Well, Harry Potter has this powerful presence that leaves many women wet in their panties and many men wet with tears in their eyes because they'll never hope to match up," Patricia replied candidly. "But reputations like that are not done without good reason, are they?"

"Well, yeah, I'd imagine that it doesn't," Karen admitted and Patricia smiled at her.

"So, your place at STARR is open for you, although I'm trying to broker the business deal that my father was working on before he died," Patricia informed Karen and the blonde corked her eyebrow. "And it's interesting to see that the person that we're talking about is the person who is behind the merger."

"Really, it's….."

"And also there's the business deal with Wayne Industries that's on the table," Patricia commented to Karen and Karen smiled. "STARR is going to really be put on the map, and hopefully between the three companies, it will be more enough to squeeze the Luthor Monopoly down to a manageable level."

"Let's really see so," Karen said, she was really excited to see what was happening. "I've got my first class tomorrow morning. But I've got to meet with Harry before then, I want to go over a couple of things."

"Oh, another date, already?" Patricia asked and Karen looked at her, shaking her head. She couldn't help but grin but she also couldn't help but enlightening her friend on the truth of the situation.

"No, not a date, not really I guess, well kind of, but not really."

Karen was trying to figure out where she stood with Harry Potter, but she had a feeling that standing with him would be a very nice place to say the very least. Her blue eyes burned with fierce determination.

"You kind of got lost, didn't you?" Patricia thought but Karen could hear something.

"I've got work to do, you know how duty calls," Karen said with a smile on her face.

She had an early class tomorrow but she only needed a few hours of sleep. The blonde moved into the closet next to her.

Kara Zor-L was ready to fly tonight.

Patricia prepared herself for a nice breeze to come past her and sure enough, she wasn't disappointed as a blonde blur shot past her like a cork.

Still, Harry Potter, that was interesting. She might have glimpsed him once or twice, but he was a very busy man and very hard to get some time with to figure out. He was very hard to pin him down.

Then again, perhaps that's what many women wanted to do, pin him down. Even though judging by the looks of him, it would be the women would be the ones being pinned down.

That being said, there was trouble afoot in Metropolis.

That looked like a job for Supergirl.


Memories could be a tricky thing to reconcile even at the best of times. And Harry was being taunted by some very weird memories.

Not to mention a strange sense of Deja-Vu when he met Karen but she was unlike anyone he had ever met in that place.

That being said, Harry decided not to dwell on this, mostly because he had to meet Karen in five minutes. Well five minutes in the real world, it could be about fifteen minutes in here, which gave Harry enough time to take a shower, eat breakfast, and get ready.

He had a big presentation to give this weekend and then he had the ongoing talks about a business deal with STARR Industries. It was only appropriate that Karen was his protégé but then again, he did request her.

Anyone who came close to breaking the records that he set was well worth his time and he could groom her to breaking those records. So in reality, pretty much everyone was going to win in a situation like this.

Something that suited Harry quite nicely, as he prepared to get ready for school, and he teleported to his official apartment where he would drive the rest of the way to the University.

'Cutting it pretty close this morning, aren't you, Potter?' Harry thought, thankfully he was right around the corner from University.

He arrived there with maybe about a minute to spare, which would have been a good example of a close shave.

Karen was just pulling in right now as well next to him.

"Seems like I wasn't the only one running late this morning," Harry said, both of them getting out of their respective cars.

"Yeah, but to be fair, I was only seventeen seconds late," Karen argued, shaking her head.

She cursed the fact that she couldn't just fly to school, because she would have beaten her mentor here. But the stupid bank robbers decided to pick this time of the morning to try a heist and she had to teach them a lesson.

The only solace was that she beat her mentor was about as late as she was.

"Well, I'm not too late, so I shouldn't be broken up," Karen told him and Harry smiled back at her. "Classes this morning, I'm looking forward to them."

"Remind me what I have again?"

"Well I've got Advanced Statistics," Karen said and Harry pulled a face.

"Not my favorite class," Harry admitted to her and Karen frowned.

"Didn't you get the highest marks in all of Met-U in it?" Karen asked.

"That was mostly done out of spite, and I had to, because my ego would not demand anything else, my lady," Harry said with a smile. "Anyone can excel in a class that they like. Excelling in a class that they hate, that takes true skill."

Karen smiled; she would have to agree with that.

"Then I got Business Economics," Karen commented.

"Solid subject that one, even if the teacher can induce insomnia,' Harry said, looking at her with a smile.

"Thanks for the head's up, honestly," Karen told him but she was used to boring instructors. She got her fair share of them during her studies on Krypton.

The two of them stood there and the first bell rang.

"I have a free period first, I'll walk you to your first class," Harry told her.

"Oh, well who I am to say no from an enticing offer like that?" Karen asked and the grin that was on her face was something that could not be beat by any means.

The two of them made their way inside the school and it turned out that it was not much of a walk at all as it was on the first floor and around the corner.

"So, I'll see you later, Karen," Harry told her.

"Yes, are we still on for lunch?"

Harry smiled. "I wouldn't miss it for the world."

Perhaps she would get to know a bit more about him and why she had such a strong connection to him initially upon their first meeting. If not, well he had his secrets. Then again she had hers, so fair was fair.

Karen turned and made her way into her first class, to see if it was as much of a drag as Harry said it was.

Harry smiled and walked off to make his rounds around the University. He pretty much had free run of the place after the grant he gave them last year. Which really drug them out of the debt ditch that they put themselves in. Plus there was a scandal involving the Football team.

That being said, Harry was glad than he managed to beat Luthor to the punch in buying favor for the university. Lex Luthor seemed insulted by his very existence, for various reasons.

Then again, the man was sore because it was his records that Harry broke.

First academics and then Harry was creeping in on the business world. Plus, he might have interfered in one or two of his more unsavory endeavors but evidence were only circumstantial. Nothing too concrete to prove anything.

At least not right yet.

To Be Continued in the Next Chapter on July 22nd 2014.