Life is never easy. Harry James potter knew that all to well. His small frame moved through the shopping aisle, his all to big shirt bellowing behind him. His mission- carrots, strawberries and fresh apple pie for his whale of a cousin Dudley. Pushing his semi broken glasses onto his face he tried to squeeze between two tall boys, eighteen at best if he had to guess.

The boy on his left laughed at the other, his silky black hair bouncing with his breaths. An ocean of blue danced in his eyes as he lightly punched the right boy on the shoulder. The other scowled at him, his flowing black hair clashing with the white bangs over his eyes.

"Cut it out would ya Dick?"

His voice was rich and rough yet Harry could make out the slight amusement tickling through. Dick as Harry now knew him, stuck his tongue out at the other, his middle finger flashing in the others face for a second.

"Relax Jason! I swear sometimes you and Damian are two of a kind."

Jason glared daggers at Dick, his fist balling at his side and a vain popping on his temple.

"Don't compare me to that little-"

"Boys"

Harry jumped as the voice scolded from behind him, his head turning to meet the eyes of who Uncle Vernon calls 'The Gotham Prince.' Bruce Wayne raised an eyebrow as Dick ad Jason uttered quick apologies. Bruce placed a warm had on Harry's shoulder.

" I apologize if my boys are blocking your way. They do tend to find the worst time to argue. Can I get anything for you?"

Harry's mouth but he couldn't get words to come out. The richest man in Gotham was talking to him the freak, as though he was normal.

"N-no sir. I j-just need to g-get some things for my aunt Petunia. I-if you could just hand me a a-apple pie sir I will be out of the way."

Dick smiled as Harry looked down at his torn trainers. Picking up a pie he grabbed on to Harry's hand. With a warm smile he looked into his emerald eyes.

"We have time to help if you want. I saw the list you got there, allot for a kid like you to be carrying by yourself. What do you say?"

Harry stood, his mouth wide as Jason, Dick and Bruce led him to grab his items. With full arms they looked to Harry expectantly. Jason spoke up after a pregnant pause.

"So kiddo lets go find that aunt of yours. This shit is starting to hurt my arms."

Dick smacked Jason upside the head, a scolding look replacing his smile.

"Watch the language there hoodie we don't want the kid picking up a nasty habit."

"Boy! Stop bothering people and get the groceries!"

Bruce frowned as he took in the horse like woman, her thin frame pushed against the cart full to the brim with needless sweets and crisps. He stepped in front of Harry after handing his share to Jason. He put on his best playboy smile and held his hand out to Petunia.

"Petunia was it? My name is Bruce Wayne and along behind me are my boys Dick Grayson and Jason Todd."

Petunia gasped in shock as she shook his hand her eyes landing on Harry.

"I am terribly sorry if the boy bothered you mister Wayne. Honestly a small shopping list shouldn't have been trouble for him."

Bruce shook his head as he gave Harry's shoulder a pat. Harry looked fearfully at his aunt unaware of Jason pointing to the bruise on the back of his neck or of Dick noticing his fear. Stepping forward Dick knelt next to Harry, a soft smile gracing his lips.

"I don't believe we exchanged names. My name is Dick. the grinch behind me is Jason and the guy talking to your aunt is our dad Bruce. What can we call you?"

"Harry. Harry Potter."

Dick gave him a nod and stood by him as Bruce finished talking to Petunia. Petunia looked awe struck as the richest man in Gotham gave her nephew a hug, the boy flinching as Bruce's arms brushed fresh bruises. Grabbing his boys by the arms they parted with goodbyes, walking away from the now irate aunt as she drug Harry along muttering about "troublesome freaks". Reaching their mansion on the outskirts of Surry, none spoke until Bruce turned to them, his eyes cold and worried.

"Suit up. I want you two to grab Damian and stake out that boys home. something isn't right about the pair of them. Report to me in one hour for an address."

Later that night the normally quiet streets roared to life as three motorcycles sped down the empty streets. Three of Gotham's greatest sped through the night, promising to watch their new little bird.

Well that is chapter one. This was a weird dream I had one night and decided why not make a story! Review please and yes this will be a full blown story. -Heichou