Disclaimer: Well, considering I'm not richer than England royalty, I don't own Harry Potter.
Story: Harry had always believed his parents were dead. That was half true. His mother was still alive. She's now Hawkgirl and Harry can't find it in himself to let go of the past.
Set as an AU sixth year.
Spoilers: Books 1-7 probably.
Pairings: Harry/Ares, Oliver (Green Arrow)/Kara (Supergirl), Wally (Flash)/Raven…
Forsake Thy Virtues
Chapter One: The Sun isn't Shining
Harry wasn't sure what the Order was going to do to him, but it wasn't like he had a choice. His uncle had effectively kicked him out of the house, and they apparently weren't watching. He'd already sent Hedwig over to Ron's for safe keeping, so he couldn't even contact them.
He'd managed to get to London proper and then locate the Leaky Cauldron. He knew he couldn't stay there, not when Voldemort was on the lookout for him. But he did need to contact the Order, so he'd sent an owl to them with a coded message addressed to Ron and Hermione. He thought he'd probably need money and gone to Gringotts afterwards.
He'd made a short trip of it and then decided he should hide out in the muggle world. He rented an apartment and wondered what he should do to pass time for the summer. It was then that he saw it. A listing for an internship as an assistant to the head doctor at the Justice League Watchtower. Considering the many times he'd been injured and needed to be treated, Harry could safely say he could help out, though he wasn't sure if they needed any other experience. He could at least do medical potions and whatever else Madame Pomfrey had deemed necessary for him to learn, though he'd have to be discreet about what he was doing. And besides, the doctor was probably going to order him around anyway.
His mind made up, he went, was interviewed, and actually got the internship. He was supposed to start the next day, so he didn't mind just relaxing the day before. He aimlessly walked around a nearby park and was surprised to see a morose little girl swinging on the swings, by herself.
He tilted his head to the side. "Hi."
She stopped swinging, her legs swinging once after. She imitated his movements, but didn't say anything.
"You got a name?"
"Do you?" she flung back, but not angrily.
He smirked and sat next to her. "My name's Harry."
"My name is Ace."
They sat and talked a little bit, more like Harry did the talking, and sometimes he'd push her swing for her. It was getting late, and Harry's stomach reminded him of that fact.
"I've got to get going, Ace. I've got a big day tomorrow," he said softly.
She looked panicked. "Can I stay with you?"
Harry's eyebrows shot up. "Didn't anyone ever tell you not to go with strangers?"
And so Harry ended up with his first stray.
"I made omelets," Harry called out.
Ace was out of bed and at the table in seconds, offering a small smile to him. Harry smirked at her and he served out their breakfast. After dinner last night, Ace was immediately enamored by his cooking, so her reaction wasn't that surprising.
"Hey, I've got to be going soon. You have free reign of the apartment while I'm gone, just don't host a party or something. If you leave, remember to lock up first."
"What if I need you?" she asked, the first question that showed how vulnerable she was.
He hesitated, "Can you deal with it for today? I promise to get a cell phone so you can call me, after work today. I left my work number right beside the phone, just in case though."
She nodded shyly. He grinned and took their plates to the sink. After he washed them, he surprised her by kissing her forehead before leaving.
"I'll see you later."
It was just his luck that London was raining that day, but he managed to get to the land base on time. There, they teleported him to the Watchtower, hoping for a normal and fun summer.
"Hello, Dr. Adams," Harry greeted his main employer.
The doctor waved a hand at him erratically, focused on the chart he was reading. Harry was tempted to make a face at him and see if the doctor would actually catch him, but refrained at the last second.
Absentmindedly, Dr. Adams pointed over to the corner of his, now theirs, office. A pile of paperwork stood in a stack, and Harry stared at it dubiously.
"Let me guess. You want me to organize that into the file drawers," he said dryly.
"Of course. We're not really needed at the moment, so we can focus on paperwork. When that's done we'll have to go around and check on the patients we already have. If we're needed before, we'll be beeped."
However, it wasn't as easy as that. It was the Justice League, and there were fulltime heroes that were getting hurt all the time. That meant the medbay was busy, and the paperwork was put off a lot. And Harry meant a lot.
It was starting to become a very long day.
"What in Zeus are you laughing about?" Ares snarled at Athena, who blocked a punch and ended up tripping him. He grunted and glared at her, slowly getting up, signaling another round.
"I was reminiscing on your unfortunate encounter with Aphrodite, a net, and every other god and goddess," she snorted, once again blocking another hit.
His eyes flashed angrily, "Will you stop bringing that up? That was years ago, and I'd like to forget about that moment."
"Are you still seeing that whore?"
Ares scowled, "Why are we talking about this? Shouldn't we just spar?"
Athena's golden eyes hardened. In an instant, she'd grabbed onto his arm and used it to propel his body into the air and then fling him back onto the ground.
"I'm your friend, Ares. We fight and get into disagreements, but I'm still your friend. But I hate her, and know you're getting into trouble every time you're with her. Sleep with the other women you're always going to, but stay away from her."
Ares warily watched her, "I am still seeing her…but if it makes you feel better, she is clingy."
She sighed and held out her hand for him to grab, hauling him to his feet. "You've slept with every other woman; I don't see why you're so fixed on her."
"Except you, my dear," he teased. "Jealous?"
She snorted, "Not likely. I have my eye on someone."
He stiffened and frowned, "Who? I'll kick his ass and threaten him real good."
"Ares, don't be an idiot. I don't need you to be an overprotective brother and ruin everything."
He growled and narrowed his eyes at her. She rolled hers. "It's Apollo."
He surprisingly snorted and relaxed, "Him? He's a pussy. I don't have to worry about anything."
Athena slapped the back of his head. Ares snickered. "It's true. Though, you never know. Pretty boy might have enough balls to hit on you."
She was about to retort, when she glared at the incoming figure of Aphrodite. The goddess of beauty and love looked surprisingly frazzled and not her usual composed and self-possessed self.
"There you are, Ares," she smiled coolly, ignoring Athena by his side. The hunting goddess sneered, but seethed quietly.
"I have absolutely horrid, though I guess somewhat good news," Aphrodite revealed.
"What? You're pregnant again?" Athena huffed.
"No, idiot. I've found Ares' soulmate."
"Go take a break, Harry," Dr. Richard Adams said wearily.
"Are you sure, sir?" Harry looked at his boss worriedly.
"You've stayed here with me for hours without a break, and you haven't complained yet. You haven't eaten yet either, have you? Take a break."
"Well, if you're sure…"
"Go on. I can handle things without you for awhile. I'll need you back here in an hour though."
"How's the food around here, Doc?" Harry asked, curious.
The doctor grimaced, "You're better off making something for yourself."
Harry saluted him, before jogging out and heading to the cafeteria warily. He was hungry though, so he might as well try the cafeteria food. Grabbing a sloppy joe, Harry found an empty table to sit in and sat down heavily. He picked at the fries that came with the meal and grimaced. Maybe it isn't such a good idea to eat the food there…
"Hey there, handsome. What're you doing sitting here all by your lonesome?" A blonde girl, with an S on her shirt, said as she came to a stop in front of him.
Harry shrugged and smiled shyly at her, "I'm on break. I'm Dr. Adams' new assistant."
She grinned widely, "Well, I'm Supergirl, but you can call me Kara. Hey Ollie! Over here!" She called over a blond man, wearing green tights and looking like Robin Hood.
"Ollie, meet Harry –the Doc's assistant. Harry, meet the Green Arrow. Question isn't here right now, but you can meet him next time," Kara introduced him.
"Hey. Just call me Oliver, huh," Oliver smiled charmingly at him. "Do you mind if we sit here? I'm sure Kara didn't even bother to ask you, and just invited herself over."
"Oh, I don't mind at all," Harry gestured at the seats.
They seated themselves before Kara asked how Harry liked the job so far.
"It's fine. A lot of work to do, busy but I suppose manageable. The Watchtower's very nice too."
They continued chatting until Harry noticed it was almost time for him to get back.
"Oh. Well, are you busy after work? We could hang out or something," she offered.
He gave an embarrassed smile, "I'm sorry. I have to do some errands, and I get off late anyway."
"That's too bad. Maybe next time or something," Oliver assured him.
After that, the rest of the day went by quickly. Harry finished off work, was teleported back to London, and decided he could spare some time. He entered a cell phone store, a place called Sprint, and looked around. He was surprised by how easy he found what he wanted. He paid for his purchases and left to go back to Ace.
"I'm home!" he called out as he went in. And then he registered the crying of a baby. "Ace…what in the world?"
She came out, holding a baby and looking sheepish. "I found it in the park. Someone left it under a tree."
Harry sighed, "It could be a missing baby."
"But what if it isn't?" she insisted. "I couldn't leave it there."
He gave up, "Oh fine! First, we'll have to find out its gender and then come up with a name for it. I'll check around tomorrow after work, to see if there's any report on missing babies. We'll take care of it for now."
Ace beamed happily up at him and he rolled his eyes playfully.
"I got us cell phones," he teasingly held out the bag.
Her eyes lit up. "Really? You got one for me too?"
"Yeah. Here," and he handed her a metallic pink Samsung Instinct and purple patterned LG Lotus.
"Oh! Why two?" but she still looked excited to have them, so Harry took the baby.
"I'm…paranoid, Ace," Harry commented quietly. "Use the Instinct for everyday use. My main cell's number is to be contacted there, as well as anyone else you want to add. I have a Lotus too; we'll use those only for each other's. It's for us only, and to be used out of sight. Just keep that one hidden and don't use it unless you're sure no one's there to see you. Um, I hope you like them though…I mean, I wasn't sure if the pink or purple was too girly for you. Though, I did think you'd like purple."
"I don't mind being girly. But I do like purple better," she hugged him, minding the baby at the same time. "I love them, Harry. Thank you so much."
Harry smiled softly at her. For the first time in his life, he felt like he was really part of a family. With a pang in his heart, he thought of Sirius. His godfather should be there with them…
"Wait a second, my soul mate is a boy?" Ares asked incredulously.
Aphrodite shrugged, while Athena looked just as incredulous. "If you don't want him, I'll take him. He's gorgeous. And no one has that shade of green for eyes, not even his mother."
"What does he look like?" Ares scowled.
Aphrodite smirked, conjuring an image of a dark-haired, emerald-eyed boy with soft features. "He looks even better than even my lovely Adonis. His name's Harry Potter."
"Is there anything else you can tell me about him?" he asked, not noticing the slight glaze of red that crossed his cheeks at the image, though his companions did.
"Sorry, nothing," the goddess of love shrugged again. "For some reason, no one here in Olympus can get a fix on him. Trust me, I asked around. But I wouldn't mind championing him around for me. Imagine that, Harry Potter, Aphrodite's champion of love and beauty."
Athena snorted, "Now that would be a waste."
Aphrodite sneered at her, but Ares interrupted. "So what do you want me to do about it?" He wasn't angry, but he was genuinely curious.
"Well, like I said it's horrid good news. Horrid because you have a soul mate and you won't be with me as much anymore, but good because…well, you have a soul mate!"
Ares rolled his eyes, "And?"
"You're going to go down to Earth and meet him."
Started 1/10/09 –Completed 1/29/09