The Truth is Out There

Summary: James and Lily Potter are not their true selves. Neither are Jor-El and Lara. Who are they? Harry Potter and Clark Kent find out things that they never would have imagined, and see that there is family out there to share the weight of the world with. Note: Smallville and Harry Potter crossover, slightly AU and no slash. Standard pairings. You know, Harry and Ginny, and Clark and Lois (sort of). This story happens after the Half Blood Prince, and during Smallville Season 5.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. It belongs to Joan Kathleen Rowling. I don't own Smallville. It belongs to Millar and Gough. And all of them partly belong to Warner Brothers. But none belong to me. Life can be like that sometimes… Well, maybe I own the plot, but still…

Author's Notes: I would highly recommend you to actually read Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince as well as watch Smallville so that you can understand this story better.

Chapter 1

What Dreams May Come

By schizophrenic genius

It was dark in Number Four, Privet Drive. Everyone was sleeping. However, one Harry James Potter, a soon-to-be seventeen-year-old wizard, was wide-awake. Thinking. Thinking. Thoughts were running through his head in an incoherent jumble. It was his birthday tomorrow, or maybe later. Harry couldn't sleep.

His mind ran to three other people a few meters away from him. On the bed to his left, snored Ron, his legs comically dangling on the edge of the bed. Hermione was curled up like a cat in the bed in front of Harry. Ginny was diagonally across the room to Harry, hugging her pillow so tightly as if someone would grab it from her. The reason they were there with him was that Harry was tasked by destiny to do something he really didn't want. He had to kill Voldemort. To do that, he had to kill the other parts of Voldemort's soul, called Horcruxes, before killing the deranged purist psychopath himself. That man, at least if he was a man, was the one responsible for the death of Harry's parents when he was a baby, but failed in killing him. Harry had to stop him before the insane Dark Lord ruins others' lives. And Ginny, Hermione and Ron being his real friends, stuck with him through thick and thin.

Harry stared up at the ceiling. He had been like this for hours now. He decided that a little walk might relax his mind and let him get to sleep. He looked at the clock. It said 11:00 pm.

Harry got up from bed and quietly navigated through the Dursleys' to the door. He was aware that an Order member would probably be on duty to watch over him. It was a good thing that Harry always brought his Invisibility Cloak with him. It was a habit he formed because of Dumbledore, before the old man was murdered.

He strolled quietly through the beautiful night. It was so quiet, that the only thing to be heard was the sound of the crickets chirping. He went to Magnolia Crescent, and felt with a pang, that that was where he saw Sirius Black for the very first time, albeit a dog.

He walked across the street to the part where no one minded who went there. It seemed to be a forest. Lucky for Harry, it had a path to follow. Being daringly stupid, Harry went in the woods. Strangely enough, it seemed as if it was calling to him, beckoning him to come in. Harry didn't mind, for he felt as if he was going into the safest place in the world.

He treaded on until he suddenly fell. He was extremely startled, and realized that he stepped on a hole covered with rotten planks. He fell face-first down into what seemed like an enormous cave. He stood up, surprised that he wasn't hurt at all.

"Lumos," Harry whispered, as the tip of his wand lit up. He gasped. It was as if he stumbled into history's most wonderful discoveries. Everything his wand light touched showed some sort of alien symbol. One of them looked like an infinity sign. As Harry grew closer, his heartbeat increased its pace. There was something about this cave that he knew concerned him. Suddenly, out of nowhere, came two figures. He recognized them immediately. He memorized every detail of their faces from his photo album.

"Mum? Dad?" Harry whispered, hardly daring to believe it.

The woman whom he recognized as Lily Potter nodded. She had a tear in her eye. Suddenly, Harry's feet ran him towards her, and a man he recognized as James Potter. It was the first ever hug from his family that he remembered. Lily let go. She said, "We have something very important to tell you, Harry."

"I know we died, Harry. I'm sorry that we really couldn't tell you when we were alive. The two of us, your mother and I, are but mere essences."

"Harry, you might want to sit down first. What you will hear is rather shocking," Lily said softly.

Harry nodded and sat on a rock. "Okay, then. What is it that you want to tell me?"

"Well… Harry, to begin with, your name isn't really Harry Potter. Your name is Rah-El. And you're not exactly human…"

"What?"

James carefully continued, "Neither are our true names James and Lily Potter, Harry. Our real names are Jor-El and Lara."

Harry stared at them blankly. He heard James mutter to Lily that it was really a good idea to let him sit down.

James let out a sigh. "Okay. Let me start at the beginning. Your mother and I came from a distant planet called Krypton." Harry opened his mouth to speak, but James held up his hand and said, "Let me finish the story, son. As I was saying, we were from Krypton, so we would be considered as an alien species. Humans would have thought that we would have looked like little green men," James muttered while Lily laughed. He continued, "Of course, Harry, as you can see, you look exactly like a human. The only difference would be that you would have, like any other Kryptonian, abilities that no human would have ever thought possible."

"Abilities like magic?"

"No, Harry. This is not magic. These abilities are based on science. Extremely advanced science, as a matter of fact. Our Kryptonian physiology would allow us to do things that no human can do. Not even wizards," said Lily. Then she counted off, saying, "Our race can do things like carry extremely heavy weights, be virtually indestructible, run faster than a speeding bullet, see through solid stuff, shoot fire out of our eyes, hear with extreme acuteness, disintegrate matter, and fly. These abilities are very hard to control Harry, and it will take some time for you to master them."

Harry was shocked, but he managed to ask a question. "If Kryptonians could do all these, and had a hi-tech civilization, why did you go to Earth?" He noticed that his parents' expressions suddenly turned solemn.

"Well, Harry, it's a long story. But to tell you, well… Here's how it goes. When your father and I were very young, there was a civil war in Krypton. Both our families sent us to Earth to keep us safe from harm. The Potter family adopted Jor-El, and the Evanses, my family, adopted me. Both families knew what Jor-El, who they christened James, could do, and so did my parents, except for Petunia. Petunia hated me because she felt that I robbed my parents' attention from her. As kids, we both knew that we had abilities that others couldn't do, but we didn't know why. When we were eleven, we received our Hogwarts letters, and your father and I met each other for the first time," Lily spoke as she held her husband's hand.

James, or Jor-El, grinned. "I wouldn't forget that. You went on the train with chocolate milk in your hair."

Lily, or Lara, retorted, "Says the one who had corned beef all over his robes."

Harry laughed. He wished that this meeting would last forever, but he knew it would not. Best to make the most out of it.

"Anyway," James continued, "one day, I slipped. I was going down to the kitchens in the middle of the night, without my invisibility cloak, since I thought I would get away with it. Then when I saw McGonagall walking towards me, I zoomed away. I never noticed Lily, who was walking a few feet away from McGonagall doing Prefect patrol. She, however, still saw me run despite my speed. The next day, she had me cornered in an empty classroom. Then she said, 'Spill.'"

Lily took over, "He tried to do the innocent, 'Spill what?' but I saw through that. When I realized that I had the same abilities he had, I told him about my secret. We've finally found the one we've looking for - someone to share our secret with. We've been dating ever since."

Harry smiled. James added, "After that, we've been trying to figure out why we were different from others. We really researched a lot, and found a magical way to contact Krypton. We were about nineteen then. Lily and I flew to Krypton, where we realized that both our families were dead due to the war. There were survivors, however, who stayed to maintain the civilization."

Lily's face suddenly looked urgent. "Harry, you have to listen very carefully about what we have to say. After we got married in Krypton, Jor-El realized that history was going to repeat itself. Krypton was going to explode due to a war of different sub-cultures. Listen carefully. I then just gave birth to my first-born son. Harry, you have a brother. His name is Kal-El. When your father realized that the planet was going to be destroyed, he quickly built a small ship for him to go straight to earth to keep him safe. You brought Kal-El to the Kents, right Dad?" James nodded. Lily returned to her conversation. "However, James realized that there could still be time for us to survive. He built a second ship to earth, and we escaped moments before Krypton exploded. By that time, I was pregnant with you, Harry. I gave birth to you a few days after we landed on Earth, specifically England. We decided to settle down there and search for young Kal-El. When we realized that he was directly halfway across the world, we built a channel through the planet core but we never got to use it. Just after we made the finishing touches, Voldemort came into our house. James yelled at me to take you and run. However, due to the wards that were made, we couldn't. James was actually winning against the dark lord, when the commotion caused one of James' experimental kryptonite to go off. This sucked up James' powers. Voldemort, being the coward that he is, shot him while he was down with the Avada Kedavra. Then he came upstairs. Knowing that you couldn't defend yourself, being a baby, I placed myself before Voldemort with you behind me. That sacrifice saved you after he killed me. I wouldn't have died any other way." Lily shed her tears as James put his arm over her shoulder. They beckoned Harry to come. Harry realized that he was actually hugging his family.

Lily broke free, saying, "There's something else I need to tell you, Harry. At the opposite side of this world, this very same conversation is happening to your brother, except we are not telling him about his Kryptonian abilities, but his magical ones. I told you that this place acts as some sort of channel. Let me show you."

Behind the stone seemed to reflect an image. The image looked almost like Harry, except that he was slightly taller. "Kal-El," Harry said.

"Correct. Right at this moment, Harry, he is also discovering the family he never had before."

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"Correct. Right at this moment, Clark, he is also discovering the family he never had before."

Jor-El told Clark, "Find Harry, son, so that our family will once more be united."

Lara, or Lily said, "He needs you now, more than ever. Find him."

Clark felt a sigh of relief. He had family. He wasn't the only Kryptonian in the world after all. He backed away from the cave slowly, not wanting to end the meeting he had always longed for. He reached the open air and ran home at an unnatural speed to the barn.

"Mom!" Clark called. It was noon, and she was cooking at the moment.

"What is it, Clark?" Martha Kent asked.

"I have something to tell you. I came outside to have a walk last night. I couldn't sleep. Then somehow I landed in the cave again. Then I met Jor-El… and Lara. My biological parents."

"What?" Martha asked, suddenly awake.

"Yeah. And they told me… that magic exists. That I have a brother. And that both of us could do magic and Kryptonian abilities."

"Magic? And where's your brother supposed to be?"

"Actually, they told me, it's exactly halfway around the world."

His mom looked skeptical. "Clark, are you absolutely sure that they are telling the truth? This might be some other scheme to… you know."

Clark shrugged, "I don't know mom, but has Jor-El ever lied to me? He usually just gives me the big, hard truth all in one go."

"I suppose…" Martha was afraid that Clark might ask the big question.

"Mom, can I go? It's my brother out there."

"Are you sure, son?"

"I've never been surer of anything in my life."

Martha hesitated, but succumbed. "Just make sure you make up a proper excuse to the other people on why you're leaving."

"Yes! Thanks mom! I love you so much!" Clark carried his mom and hugged her. "I promise I'll come back as soon as possible."

"I know you will, Clark. Take care."

In a flash, Clark had packed his things and gone to Chloe. He told her the whole truth, and her eyes enlarged as he told her the story.

In the end, Chloe's eyes turned glassy and she hugged him. "Good luck, Clark. I hope you and your brother go through things okay. See you soon."

"I'll miss you, Chloe."

"I'll miss you too, Clark. Or maybe you could get a computer out there so that I wont miss you so much. Contact me, okay?"

"Sure will. Just tell them that I went to a student exchange program to England and that you forgot the school's name."

Clark sped away. He didn't want to say goodbye to Lana and Lex. He just wanted to leave the past behind him and look to the future. In a matter of minutes, Clark Kent sped from Kansas to New York City. When he finally reached the pier, he realized that it was going to take days before he reached his brother. He couldn't wait that long, not for a super-powered teen. Remembering Bart, he sped over the waters of the Atlantic Ocean at the speed of light, hitting the English Channel in fifteen minutes or less, getting slightly wet in the process.

Clark Kent didn't know where Harry Potter lived. He thought of looking him up in a phone directory, when he suddenly heard the name being whispered by two people along the lines of, "The Potter boy did something weird in the Dursleys' again…"

Clark cut them off and said, "Excuse me, but do either of you know where Harry Potter lives?"

The two women gave him suspicious looks and said, "Why would you want to know?"

"Uh…" Clark thought hard, "I came here to, uh, tell his guardians about his grades."

They visibly relaxed, and one of them said, "Thought you were one of his fellow delinquents. Oh well, if you're here to teach him a lesson, go for it. He's in Number Four, Privet Drive, Surrey."

Clark wondered about the delinquent comment. Lara didn't say anything about his brother being a delinquent. Guess he'll have to find out, he thought as he sped through the English streets to find a suburban town. He finally reached Privet Drive. He rang the doorbell and waited for a few moments. He heard someone distinctly say, "Get the door, boy!" and a younger male voice answer, "Yes, Uncle Vernon." Surprisingly, instead of the door swinging open, it got ripped off its hinges.

Harry James Potter thought he was dead. On the first day that he comes to his powers, he slipped. Clark Kent, however, knew that this was the sign that the person behind the door was his brother. The moment Harry lowered the door, the brothers' jaws dropped to the floor in shock. They looked exactly alike! Except for Clark's eyes being more bluish that Harry's deep emerald ones, and that Clark was slightly taller. Both of them had the same build, the same features, and even the same hair! They both definitely looked like their fathers.

Harry spoke first and broke the silence, "You look just like me."

"And you look just like me. I guess this means-," said Clark.

"You're my…my…"

"Brother," Clark ended for him.

"I have a brother…" Harry muttered. He suddenly remembered his manners and said, "Harry Potter," while outstretching his hand.

"Clark Kent," Clark replied, taking it. They hugged. Both of them weren't able to believe that they actually had family. Clark never knew that there was another Kryptonian in the world, aside from the evil ones he met before. Harry never knew that he actually had a blood relative that would care for him.

"I see you haven't really got the hang of it yet," chuckled Clark, breaking the ice.

Harry looked sheepish and muttered, "Actually, no. I just got my 'powers' today. Right after mum and dad told me this morning. When I tried to get back to the house, I somehow ran too fast and landed in London. I haven't been moving much all day, I might have broken something." He didn't know why he was suddenly spilling out things to a person that he hardly knew. The person before him might be an impostor after all. However, something in his gut told him to trust Clark.

Clark laughed. He said, "Well then, I'll teach you how to use your powers, if you teach me to do magic."

"Deal," Harry said, shaking Clark's hand.

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To be continued.