Escape to Vegas

Holdred

Name: Harry Potter's Vegas Vacation Challenge

Category: Harry Potter & DC Comics and/or Animated Universe (Because I like DC)

A little idea I had.

Sirius fakes his own death (Hey, if a rat like Pettigrew can do it on his own, why can't Sirius when he can enlist pretty much anyone in the order to help?), and has his will enacted, emancipating Harry for one good reason.

To send Harry to Las Vegas (With Moony as a 'responsible' chaperone).

With fake muggle ID in hand (Perhaps a glamour or two), the two take to the town. But in true Hangover fashion, Harry has too much to drink and blacks out, waking up a day or two later...with a wedding ring. - Loosely followed

Requirements:

-Harry has to go to Las Vegas, Nevada (If you want, you can do a Fem!Harry instead) - ok

-Moony has to travel with him as chaperone (If you do Fem!Harry, you either have to have a Fem!Remus, or choose McGonagall or Tonks as chaperone) – sort of

-Harry has to get married to a super, Villain or hero is your choice, but has no memory of the wedding. - ok

-He does NOT get a divorce for whatever reason (Wife talks him out of it, he really falls for her, magically binding, whatever reason you want) - ok

-Magical law is different outside Europe to allow for Magical Supers - ok

-Harry wakes up with no idea where Moony (Or Fem!Harry's chaperone) is, but his wife says (s)he was at the wedding. – ok

-Harry's wife was completely (or at least mostly) sober when they were married – mostly

-Harry gets married by an Elvis impersonator - ok

-The Potter Luck strikes, Harry, while drunk, won a LOT of money at the casinos, and is in a comp-ed room when he wakes up. - ok

-The Potter Luck strikes again, Harry and his wife have to fight someone before they even leave Vegas, and win quickly thanks to Harry - ok

Forbidden:

-No Slash for Harry(Nothing against Homosexuals, but it seems a lot of HP/DC crossovers are guy on guy) – ok

Reccomended:

-Takes Place either in August of fifth year, or during winter break, which I think would be easiest to work it in – ok

-The Statute of Secrecy was signed in before the Revolutionary War (Which is true, according to HP wiki it was signed in 1692), so it at least doesn't apply/isn't enforced in America outside the 13 original colonies or not at all in America. – ok

-Harry's wife should probably be at least aware of magic – ok

-Remus (Or Fem!Harry's chaperone) gets drunkenly married – no

-Probably easiest to stick with one wife, but if you can make more work, I won't stop you. – sort of

Disclaimer – I don't own any of the characters just the plot.

Prolog

Harry woke up. He felt funny. He moved a little and felt sick and it felt as if his head was going to break or fall off. Right now, he almost wanted it to. He stayed still it wasn't as bad if he didn't move. He realized that something heavy was lying on his arm. Carefully moving slow so his head didn't kill him, he reached with his other arm and encountered naked skin. He prayed and hoped that it wasn't a male.

He thought a minute. It hurt. Nope he didn't remember getting in bed with anyone. He lifted the covers. He noticed that he was naked. Lying on his arm was a head full of fabulous long blond hair. That was a good sign. Most men didn't wear their hair that long. It covered her face. The body attached when he raised the cover a little more was fabulous. It definitely was female, wonderfully so.

The light made the woman stir. "Not again Harry, I want some more sleep before we play some more."

Now Harry was upset. He was in bed with a marvelous looking woman and didn't remember anything. Apparently, they had sex. This was horrible. How could he not remember having sex? He gently replaced his arm under the woman's head with a pillow. He needed the loo.

In the loo, he noticed a ring on the third finger of his left hand. It was gold with a large square flat emerald flanked by a pair of good-sized diamond. The emerald was carved with the Potter crest. He was sure it felt magical. In fact, it felt as if it was slowly purging the poisons from his system. He was feeling better by the minute.

Back in the bedroom, he didn't see any clothes. He opened the door and found a huge lounge. He saw pieces of clothing scattered here and there. The room reeked of sex more than the bedroom. They must have done a lot here. He wished he could remember. It would have fueled his patronus forever. Over to one side he saw a stack of duffel bags. He opened one. It was full of money, a lot of money. His head hurt again. Some from the earlier pain some from realizing he had enough money in here to entice many thieves.

The female from the room came up behind him and gave him a hug. He noticed something a little disturbing. Her left hand had a ring that was the perfect feminine match for his ring. Were they married?

"Harry, come back to bed. It is cold without you." He allowed himself to be led back to bed. They snuggled nicely together. "I'm so glad you asked me to marry you. I know it has only been a week and a half, but I love you so much. I just wish you hadn't been drinking quite so much."

Holy cow, a week and a half and I don't remember her? I must really have been suffering from alcohol poisoning. "Uhm, this is embarrassing but I need to admit something."

"What is that love? I thought you told me everything about your life."

"I don't remember much recently. I remember fleeing England and getting on a train here in the colonies. I remember Remus finding me here in Vegas but then it kind of goes blank."

"I knew you had been drinking a lot. Remus mentioned that Wizards had a different metabolism from humans. You have been so strong and forceful it was wonderful. I didn't have to worry about breaking you in half when we made love. When I did get a little carried away, you healed immediately. You were perfect for me. I found a man that had almost as much strength as I did." She looked in his eyes. He was still confused. "I am Kara Potter your wife. I am from a different world from far across the universe. It died."

Harry decided that was enough. He kissed her sadness away. This led to other things, which kept them busy a while. When he was finished, all he could think was WOW!

She snuggled in close, "You are even better when you aren't drunk. Please don't drink like that any more."

"Kara, you are wonderful. I don't think I need to drink any more. You can help me with my pain." He lay there thinking.

The year had been horrible for Harry. Professor Umbridge had tortured him all year. Strangely, after several sessions, the blood quill hurt less and less. Finally, it was no more painful than using a normal quill.

Snape had been using him for a potions test dummy all year. They eventually had less and less affect, much to Snape's disgust.

The fiasco at the ministry had been horrible. He had tried and tried to get the other students to stay at Hogwarts but they refused. Now Hermione was in intensive care at St. Mungo's. No one knew if she would live. Ron was also at St. Mungo's. It was his own fault but the brains had eaten his intelligence. No one knew if he would recover. Ginny's leg has shattered. It would take weeks to extract the bone splinters manually and start the bone regrowing from the dark curse she was hit with. Neville's wand had been destroyed. He fought on using Hermione's wand. He had managed to take down Bellatrix for good. Luna seemed to be in her own universe of magical creatures more than ever. Sirius Black had been killed when Bellatrix hit him with a curse and he fell through the veil.

On the other side of the coin, all twelve death eaters had been killed. All except Bellatrix had been killed by Harry. When Voldemort possessed Harry, something shattered inside Harry. A wellspring of power he had never felt before opened. Voldemort had been easily defeated mentally. Once they were in their own bodies Harry's dueling ability and speed picked up enormously. Voldemort had been forced to retreat after sustaining three crippling injuries. Suddenly Harry cast the spoils spell. Knowledge came from seemingly nowhere.

Flash back

Lily Potter had found the ritual she was looking for. "Listen to this James. This ritual will grant partial immunity to magic to a young child until that child is near its magical maturity. Side effects may include granting some of the physical powers of a vampire or werewolf to said child. Duration of said gifts varied depending on the magical strength of the child and the parent sacrificing itself. During the activation of the ritual the child is completely immune to magic."

She turned to her husband, "We can do everything in advance except the sacrifice part. If Voldemort should find us, through all our protections, we can allow ourselves to be killed and Harry will be safe no matter what. Voldemort will be unable to kill or touch our child if he doesn't find us the magic just waits in case. If his magical maturity passes naturally with both of us alive we will just be a normal family."

James read the ritual. There was a small cost to the parents of a slight drain on their magic until the ritual completed or the child reach maturity. He thought it worth it. "This is the best thing we have found yet. Go ahead with this. It offers our best chance to save Harry."

On the night of the attack, the ritual started when James choose not to dodge an attack. Instead, he said the activation phrase. His magic was drawn towards his son. Lily was unaware that James had activated the ritual. She said the activation phrase and allowed the dark lord to kill her.

The ritual now having three sets of magic started changing the boy. He acquired werewolf like healing first. The rest of the affects were interfered with when Voldemort's soul piece entered the activation rune and turned it into a scar.

When Harry was possessed, Voldemort's soul rejoined the original and the ritual completed almost instantly. It had years to fight the blockages. Knowledge was leached out of the soul piece. Riddle had been an aggressive student. He could have had masteries in most fields.

Harry's body structure had been changing slowly over the last year. This unlocked the final block. He had enhanced strength and speed. He healed quickly from any wound not inflicted by silver. His senses were magnified. His mental defenses were now strong. He could also invade and beguile minds naturally.

Flashback end

Dumbledore showed up after everything was finished. "What happened here Harry? Where is Voldemort?"

"I defeated him sir. He left crippled."

The aurors and minister had seen Harry's fight. One of them said, "He is right sir. Harry fought him to a stand still. They stood staring at each other a few moments then Harry was amazing. I have never seen anyone duel so strongly or so fast."

Fudge came forward, "Mr. Potter, we need to go to my office and talk."

Dumbledore said, "I am afraid that Harry is leaving." He touched Harry's shoulder a moment. Suddenly Harry disappeared.

When Harry was callously port-keyed to Dumbledore's office, he had an idea. "Dobby, Winky, I need you."

Dobby appeared bobbing his ears. Winky appeared, looking tipsy. "What can Winky do for P … Pot … Potter?"

"I would like the two of you to bond with me." Moments later, before he could change his mind, the elves bonded to him. Both stood straight and tall. Their master's magic healing their problems.

"Listen, I need the two of you to take everything useful in the office and put it in my vault at the bank."

Dobby bounced up and down. "Which vault master, your allowance vault, your family vault or one of your new ones?"

Harry looked puzzled not knowing he had more than one. "For now put it all in my allowance vault. The headmaster kidnapped me. I am not going to stay kidnapped. I am going to torch this office so bad it will singe the stones."

All of the paintings had been listening. "Mr. Potter," said a polite looking headmistress from many, many decades ago. "If you move us to that vault instead of burning us, we will help train you. We can point out any traitors to you if you let us survive."

"What about your oaths to the school and headmaster?"

"Dumbledore never took his oath of office. It would conflict with his other jobs. After seeing his performance, I can safely say we support you more than the acting headmaster."

Harry thought a minute. "Can you command the Hogwarts elves to help mine empty all his stuff including anything hidden along with yourselves to my vault?" in answer suddenly he was hip deep in elves. Paintings disappeared, secret compartments were revealed. All through the castle, hidden things disappeared. When the elves started emptying the come and go room, the goblins got a cavern-sized vault for the Potter Scion. All the extra stuff was put there. His allowance vault held only his trust funds.

Harry started conjuring stacks of paper and parchment. He looked at Fawkes singing on his stand. "Fawkes is something wrong." The song turned sad. "Fawkes is it your stand? Normally you fly on my shoulder for a bit." The song turned agreeable. Harry cast the detection spells he knew on the stand. It showed that it was highly magical. "I am going to destroy the stand. I hope you don't get hurt."

Harry cast slashing, cutting, bludgeoning and other destructive spells on the stand. Eventually one spell finished it and it exploded. The sparks started the fire. The office became an inferno. Fawkes grabbed Harry and left. Now he was far from Hogwarts. In fact, he was on the steps of a Gringott's branch in Salem Massachusetts. He noticed as he entered the building that it looked the same. Griphook was at a counter. "Teller Griphook, I thought you worked in London."

"Lord Potter, interesting that you should ask, there is only one Gringott's Bank. There are many goblin enclaves but only one bank."

"Why are you speaking with the accent of someone from the colonies?"

"The door you enter by casts a temporary charm on you. You hear the primary language of the area the door is in. Now how can we help you?"

"I need to talk to someone about my family, will, vaults, etc. My guardian Dumbledore has been hiding things from me. My godfather just died. I also am available for anything Gringott's needs from me."

"Follow Sharp Axe," after the normal maze, Harry was allowed to enter a large room.

The goblin on the far side of an expensive desk stood as he entered. "Mr. Potter I am glad you stopped by today. I am Axe Grinder. We have many things for you to do, especially if you want to reside in the United States. First, I need to give you a blood test to verify your heritage. We will go from there."

Harry was poked, probed, healed, tested, sworn in, and other things the goblins needed. For the first time in forever, he felt great. Many curses, control potions, and other problems were taken care of. He was now Head of House Potter, Head of House Black, emancipated and wealthy. The twelve death eaters that had been killed lost everything, including their Wizengamot seats. Voldemort had lost the House Riddle and the House Slytherin vaults. The money his followers had been giving the cause for decades was gone. It would take a long time to recover. Harry appointed a proxy of the goblins' choice to represent him in the Wizengamot.

By the time he left, he had identification as Harold Evans, born in Michigan and had never left the country. The ID had a confundus on it allowing the person involved to believe that Harry was old enough or legal to do whatever he wanted. He had a credit history, charge cards, bankcards, driver's license, social security number and everything else an American citizen would need or have. He did however need to learn to drive before he should try on his own. He decided to travel a while before checking out the Potter and Black properties around the country. He got on a train to Los Vegas a city he had heard of even in Britain and left town feeling good.

Kara was also thinking about her past.

Kara Zor-El entered the rocket ship her father had designed. She was young, just thirteen. Her father had included a copy of the entire archives of Krypton including the restricted archives along with several crystal readers. The El secret archives were included as well. They contained a host of things that were never taken to the council. She didn't want to leave her parents. She was forced to and she was sent to Earth. The planet Kal-El was sent to. As her only surviving relative, she was supposed to help him grow up. The trip would take three years. She would be sixteen when she landed.

Unfortunately, the small ship flew through a strange cloud of particles. They encased the ship. The ship was slowed on its journey and Kara was in complete stasis due to the particle radiation. The vessel acted like a meteorite entering earth's atmosphere many years after it was supposed to. The particles burned off and the craft was able to land safely. During the trip, the crystal players had been teaching Kara the archives. Once the hatch opened, she appeared to be sixteen as expected. It had taken an extra eighteen years while the strange particles held her in stasis.

Initially opening the door made her almost catatonic from the sensory overload. The ship pulled her back in and shut the insulating door. It took her almost two weeks to learn to block out all the extra sounds, signals, radio waves, etc. that were floating in the atmosphere. In the time involved, she was able to scan around the ship to see what the planet occupants were wearing. Using fabric brought from Krypton, she made herself clothes.

About that time, a strange man in blue with the symbol for the house of El on his chest knocked on the door. Kara couldn't believe her eyes. Over the external speaker, she asked in Kryptonian, "What do you want?"

The reply also in Kryptonian, "I wanted to see who else survived the catastrophe of Krypton."

"I am Kara Zor-El. The atmospheric waves assaulted me when I opened the door. I have been working at being able to stand them. My senses are stronger than I expected. The journey notes didn't mention anything about them."

"I landed in a place far from the excess noise that is bothering you. Let me take you there. I can even take your ship so it doesn't attract undue attention."

"That would be acceptable. What as your name?"

"Kal-El." They were suddenly moving through the air rapidly. The small farm outside of Small Ville, Kansas was soon reached.

Kara tentatively opened the door. She could bear the noise level here. Dressed in her earth costume she exited her craft. "Why aren't you five years old? All the data said it would take three years elapse time to get here. That should make me sixteen and you five."

"There is a residue of something strange on your ship. It prevented you from aging and took longer to get here. I was five when my ship arrived."

"I guess I don't have to be your babysitter after all. I was told to look after you. We are both old enough so you don't need that."

Kal-El said, "I think you should stay here until you learn how earthlings react to things."

"I was completely briefed from the crystals. I should be fine. I believe the yellow sun will allow me to protect myself. As I said, I am of age and I don't need a baby sitter. My ship in now in lockdown, don't try to enter. It will protect itself and may hurt you."

"I still think it isn't wise for you to be running around here alone at your age."

She gave in. "I suppose I could stay here a while." Staying at the Kent farm was boring. She met a few people in town but none of them was interesting. With what she learned on the trip, they all seemed so primitive.

She found some travel magazines on the Kent coffee table. One mentioned Los Vegas the hot spot of the country. You could meet anyone there. You were sure to find someone with similar interests. She would go there.

She left without telling anyone.

Superman noticed her leaving and shook his head. He would watch the news. Surely, she would get in trouble that he would have to help with.