To Bring a Smile
SedMai
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter and Batman characters rights and properties goes to JK Rowling and Warner Bros Pictures/ DC Comics. No money is being made in the creation of this story. It's sole purpose is for poorly written entertainment. All other characters are fictional.
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What does it take for the mind to crack? For a person to be pushed so far past the breaking point that they have lost all sense of reality. Is it witnessing so many deaths at such a young age or maybe it's the pressure that the world puts on the shoulders of somebody too young to deal with the emotional trauma that comes with it. It could be the fact that the family that you were left with had emotionally abused you for so long that you come to accept it. Even if it's not normal behavior. What ever reason it is? Eventually everyone has a breaking point. The one moment when you are fed up with everything that has happened in your life. People deal with these emotional traumas in different ways. Some may become catatonic, leaving themselves in a vegetable state. Others may have a nervous breakdown, making them permanent residence at a psyche ward. The rare few deal with it in their own special way. In a way that comforts them and allows them to keep some sanity.
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Harry looked into the mirror and didn't like what he saw. He was weak. In the world, it was the weak that were gobbled up by the strong. The magical world was not any different. The strong took what they wanted and were able to get away with their crimes because of corruption and greed from top officials. He needed to get strong, but how does somebody get strong. Thinking about his childhood, it was so simple back then. Kids played together not only to learn social interaction, but to get stronger. Kids understood that the biggest kids ruled the playground, just ask his cousin Dudley.
Dumbledore liked to play games, always controlling everything in his life. All those little bits of information in the Headmasters head, could have saved Harry from extreme amount of torment, but he will not be sad about his life anymore. He was tired of being sad, he wanted to be happy again. Sirius would have wanted him to be happy. Oh how care free Sirius was, even after Azkaban. His godfather tried to make him happy. Telling jokes and stories, but Harry could tell that Sirius was miserable. He was a free spirit that needed to be let loose, not caged in a house that he hated growing up. No, the headmaster was playing his games, but Harry didn't know he was playing in a game. Nobody knew they were playing in a game. Just pieces on a board of life that were maneuvered to try and win.
He guess the game had been playing before he was even born. Voldemort the black pieces and Dumbledore the white. His parents were just pawns that were easily discarded once the prophecy was foretold, but what does that make him. Was he the king? The Pawn? No, Harry smiled with happiness, he was the Joker of the game. So many people in the magical world were frowning all the time. They didn't know how to be happy. The twins were like kindred spirits. They knew what the wizarding world needed. They needed to smile and laugh, and that was what he was going to give to the world. He was going to bring a smile to their faces.
It was so simple, when kids played games they smiled and laughed. Voldemort and Dumbledore didn't know how to smile and laugh, but they weren't playing a very fun game. Their game made people sad, but he could show them a new game. A game that could bring a smile to their faces. His game would bring a smile to everyone's faces.
Harry thought of who else would love to play his game with him. Who would love to bring smiles to everyone's faces. His best friend Hermione was a stickler for rules, and loved to play Dumbledores game too much. The same for Ron, his family were too set on the rules of the great white bearded one. He had to giggle a little at that comment, no only the twins were set on playing a different game. Now Neville was a person who could play a different game. His parents were also pawns in the great game, and since Voldemort chose him. Neville was tossed aside to his very strict grandmother, the vulture. He giggled again. He wondered who else could play, and then it hit him.
Lovely Luna, how she doesn't like to play in anybody's games. She gets teased and tormented because she likes to play her own game. Everybody likes to play by the rules of the game set out for them, but Luna. Her whimsical voice is like a fine melody as she explained about one of her many wonderful creatures. He put both his hands over his heart as he thought about the frail girl with a heart as big as any he could think of, other than his mother of course. Harry frowned, next time somebody would call his mother a foul name, he will politely explain the new rules to them. He may give them one more chance to play his game since he hadn't explained the rules to them yet. He smiled again, yes, Luna would be a great person to help him with his new game. He will need to get his first most beautiful girl to deliver a letter to the lovely Luna and see if she would be agreeable to discuss matters further.
Looking in the mirror again, Harry liked the new him. He was much happier. A smile that split his face from ear to ear. He loved the new attitude. Opening up the medicine cabinet, Harry looked around and found what he wanted. Closing the door, he took off his glasses and started putting Dudley's old white face makeup paint on. Covering his face, he put his glasses back on. He looked in the mirror and frowned. He didn't look like a joker for the Headmasters game. Opening up the cabinet again, Harry spotted red lipstick. Carefully he put it on his lips and extended it up his cheeks a little. Looking in the mirror Harry gave a sinister smile, he was happy. Putting the makeup away, a gleam came to his eyes. Pulling out a straight razor, Harry opened it up and looked at his reflection in the blade.
He was excited with his new toy, this would definitely help him in his new game. Opening the door, he whistled a small tune as he went to find his family. He was sure they would want to play his game. He did need to test out the rules first, and they would be perfect to help him get the game right. They were always frowning anyways and he would love to put a smile on their face.
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AN: I'm currently working on a multi chapter fanfic, but I always wanted to do a Harry story where he turns into the Joker. I feel that everything he went through, his mind should have snapped. This is my one-shot of his mind snapping. I don't know if this would turn into anything else, but who knows. I needed something to get my creative juices flowing while I write my other fanfic. Maybe this could turn into something else. We'll see. If you like please feel free to review. Thanks