Pott3r375: Sorry about the wait folks writer's block sucks.

Batman: That is no excuse for refusing to try.

Pott3r375: I did try…just…sorry. I don't own anything recognizable just the plot…kinda.

Chapter 3

First Days

"Hello Harry Potter," a silver-haired Ravenclaw girl said sitting down next to him.

"Hello Miss…" Harry trailed off.

"Lovegood, but you can call me Luna." The girl smirked as if remembering and inside joke.

"Hi Luna," a red-haired girl walked up and froze when she saw Harry.

"Hello Ginny," Luna replied, "This is Harry Potter."

"That was mean Titanica." Harry spoke watching Ginny run from the Great Hall.

"I was only trying to relieve her of her wrackspurt infestation," Luna cocked her head to the side with fake innocence, "How is my mum?"

"Relieved when she found out you were okay." Harry commented.

"Good." She said.

A figure shifted through the shadows of the dark corridor. Stopping and retreating to a safe vantage point at every sound made. Coming to the stairs the figure stood on the edge for a moment…the ten o'clock hour began tolling and the figure dropped. Faster and faster the person fell until the last moment wings unfurled and slowed the figure to a silent landing.

"Since when did you have wings?" Hermione asked Harry.

"Circe thought it would be funny to turn Robin Boy-Wonder into a bird," Harry smirked, "She didn't expect a peregrine falcon ramming and breaking her shoulder-blade."

"Ouch," Hermione winced, "That was you in that footage then."

"Yup, learned how to access it this summer." Harry said his wings seeming to vanish into his back.

"Who." Hermione demanded.

"What." Harry snarked. Hermione punched his arm lightly, "You know what I meant."

Harry laughed rubbing his arm, "Okay, I'll tell ya. Brave Bow, he's a Lakota Sioux Chief with a mastery in transfiguration. He taught me an equivalent of animagus training. Vixen, she taught me the whole getting in touch with your 'inner-self' stuff." He paused, "I might be moving on from the Red-Robin identity soon 'cause of this."

"So where to now?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"Bed," Harry replied, "Time change and all that."

"Right," Hermione smirked, "Race to the top?" She shot into the air. When she reached the common room she had a triumphant grin on her face.

"What took so long?" said a voice just as she rounded a corner. Hermione screamed and punched the wall where Harry was standing, leaving a spider-web crack in the stone.

"How did you do that?" She asked hyperventilating.

"Do what?" Harry inquired back with a flat tone and raised brow. He immediately turned on his heel and walked up the stairs to the boys' dorm.

Meanwhile

Ginny was writing to her friend, 'Hello Tom'

'Hello Ginny, how was your day?' The diary responded. Ginny began to write oblivious to the diary's real intentions and effects on her.

"Well Skeets," Booster Gold said kicking his feet up, "This should be an easy job."

"I would have to respond in the negative sir," the little robot began, "Defense Against the Dark Arts is going to be cursed for another six years."

"Which is why I only have a one year contract with the school," Booster retorted, "Besides I graduated top marks in the course, remember?"

Skeets sighed, "Hogwarts class of 2460 doesn't count sir. It hasn't happened yet."

"Forget the details," Booster jumped up into a classic superhero pose, "I am Booster Gold, hero of the 25th Century. Tomorrow's Hero…Today!"

"Forget I said anything sir." Skeets sighed again.

A.N.

To all the people who like and follow this story I am sorry about taking so long as I told another person who inquired of me when I would update next. I hit writers block and my dog is teething and ate my copy of Chamber of Secrets, along with a bunch of other things. So I will start the official story here in the next chapter. Please accept this filler as my official apology.

-Pott3r375