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4 Privet Drive | September 25 | 21:26

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Robin patiently reminded him that they weren't meant to attract a lot of attention, hence why they were doing this in the middle of the night.

Harry could care less about attracting the residents in Surrey's attention. They've hated him since he was six when the Dursleys started to spread lies about him, discouraging anyone in the neighborhood from being remotely kind to him. They hadn't even when they saw Dudley and his gang jumping him. They were in the Bioship, as it was called, hovering above Harry's former residence. The plan was to drop on the roof and climb down the side of the house. Robin wanted to ensure that there were no threats before entering the house.

"I could levitate you down," Harry had offered. But Robin said he could handle a "simple drop" and Harry was very anxious to see it done. He watched Robin tap at something on his wrist before nodding, telling him it was safe. Then, Robin's body disappeared through the hole with his cape swooshing behind him. He tucked his head and landed on the roof without a stumble. Harry smiled down at him, obviously impressed.

He pressed his new mask against his face. It looked much like Robin's, black and white - Robin called it domino - and it heightened his vision with built in camera lenses. At times like this, his admiration and wonder for technology was equal to that of magic. Simply amazing it all was, really.

Next, Harry went through the hole, Miss Martian lowering him before she too came down. Harry led them to the front door as it was easier than breaking through a window and quietly unlocked it. Immediately, Harry started up the stairs. As his foot touched the first step, there was a resounding CRACK! All three teens jumped back at the presence of the little creature who appeared out of nowhere, but a free a moment Harry leaned forward.

"Dobby!" He whispered excitedly embracing the little house elf. "You surprised me," he stared down at the wide eyes of his friend.

"Harry Potter! You're in danger!"

"Oh, Dobby, I always am," Harry muttered as he straightened up. Robin and Miss Martian were behind him, ready to pull him away to safety if need be. "This is Dobby. He's not dangerous," he quietly introduced. At the moment, it was hard to figure out a better introduction for them but he thought he should say something. It seemed that Dobby hadn't noticed them because he backed away quickly, bumping into a table, and its contents fell onto the floor. Unfortunately, the table rubbed against the floor lamp next to it. The lamp fell to the floor, the harsh sound of glass breaking followed the impact.

Harry winced at the loudness and the sound of a door creaking. Damn, they woke up his uncle. Harry quickly bent down and spoke to Dobby again. The poor elf thought he was in trouble for he wrung his hands nervously.

"Why am I in danger?" He asked quickly, holding Dobby's shoulders to grab his attention.

"The Ministry is looking for you," he barely got out before he snapped his fingers and disappeared. Harry cursed as his uncle's shadow neared them.

"Kitchen," he led them in there and hid, Miss Martian disappeared and Robin crouched behind the counter. "Find a way out, I'm getting my trunk." Before they could argue, Harry was already in the hall and a large man was entering their hiding place, switching on the light. Harry opened Dudley's second room door and strolled in. He went to the side of the bed then underneath the bed and then the closet. Where was it? There was no sign of his trunk – He looked over at the dresser and Hedwig's cage was missing too! Harry started to sweat. He held his hand out and tried to summon it, then he tried a book, and finally his quill. Nothing came to him.

The only other place any of his things would is in the cupboard. He raced back down stairs, careful of making noise before crouching in the shadows of the hallway. He peeked into the kitchen to see his uncle eating a pastry with his back turned.

Harry felt something brush his shoulder and turned to see Robin looking at him with a questioning gaze. It was very difficult to make out behind the mask but his lips formed something like a pout in the darkness. Harry looked away from him and towards the stairs. He tried summoning again and waited for any noise that would point to a struggling object trying to make it was to him. Distinctly, Harry wondered if it was his magic and tried summoning the pen that fell from the table earlier. It came at him quickly, settling in his hand. He turned back to his uncle, making sure the man was still turned around, before leaving the house.

"Well?" Robin put his hands on his hips as he tilted his head toward Harry. Harry shook his head.

"It wasn't there," he sighed, trying to think of what to do next. Robin looked at him disappointedly as Miss Martian pulled them up.

The ride back to the cave was very silent. That is until Miss Martian, always eager to learn more about Earthly customs, asked about what she'd seen tonight.

"Harry," the young man in question looked at her, "what is Dobby?" Harry's fave brightened at the mentioning of his friend.

"He's an house elf," Harry answered. "They're common for noble magical families. They are extremely loyal and would do anything for the family the live with." Harry thought back to Dobby's abusive family – well, his old family, the Malfoys. That reminded him of how frustrated Lucius Malfoy was when he lost his house elf. "To free an house elf of servitude, you have to give him an article of clothing." And how grateful and joyous Dobby was as he held Harry's sock, his trophy of freedom.

"So, is Dobby your house elf?" Robin asked. Harry turned to him and shook his head.

"No, he's a free elf. But he helps me a lot…" Harry trailed off. Dobby helps him a lot, even answers him when Harry calls him as if Harry were his master. That's it! Dobby can help him with his trunk! "Dobby!" He called out suddenly, surprising Robin and Miss Martian. It didn't take long to figure out was he was doing after the heard a CRACK! and the small creature appeared. Harry had this huge grin on his face. "Dobby, I need your help. Will you help me find my trunk?" Not even a second passed before the house elf disappeared again with a determined look in his face.

His partners in this mission looked at each other intensely in a silent conversation. Harry was about to ask what happened until Dobby appeared in front of him with a trunk. Sure enough it read "H. J. Potter."

"Thank you Dobby," Harry said as he unbuckled his seatbelt and sank to his knees in front of the trunk. "Where did you find it?" He opened it to check for all of his items. His cloak, his books, his wand. Relief ran through him. They didn't snap his wand!

"Sirius Black's residence," Dobby answered. He hadn't finish the first two syllables of the man's name before Harry was looking up at him in shock.

How? Harry just had so many questions... Like how did it get in Sirius's possession? And when had he picked up? Were they looking for him? And just what happened when he disappeared from the Dursley's house?

"I need to go back." Everyone in the room looked over at Harry.

He hadn't said anything since Dobby gave him his trunk and Miss Martian and Robin did not press him for any answers. They were silent the whole trip back, Harry recalled. When he did reach the...base, the others asked him how the trip went. Kaldur and Connor offered to carry his trunk. Only then did Harry realize that he was dragging the thing around with his scrawny arms. He still didn't say anything but levitated the trunk to follow him as he walked.

They'd all been watching him dig through it and adding more to his bio on the computer, like his previous residence. He had pulled out a red and gold scarf, tons of books, and a sweater. Things that you would normally have in your locker at school.

Batman entered the room followed by the massive man from the jungle. Where'd he go anyway? Batman stopped next to Harry's seated form on the floor, and hadn't said a word before Harry looked up.

"You need answers," both Robin and Batman spoke. It wasn't a question, of course. It didn't take Harry twenty-four hours to realize that they caught on to things quickly.

"Yes," Harry answered anyways. "I also need my owl."

"Owl?" Kid Flash asked.

"We need them for communication and companionship. Owls deliver letters," he waved his hand as if saying "don't ask." "And there were one of the only pets we could have at school. I got her for my birthday." Since when is he so comfortable going into detail with such information? Harry didn't think twice about it and faced Batman. The black-clad man only nodded to him.

"So, what's the plan?" Robin asked. Harry turned to him.

"Plan?" Ron was always the strategist in situations like these. Harry hadn't even realized that he was supposed to have a plan, he just knew what he wanted to do.

With that said, what would be the plan. Sure, he could just waltz in through the front door again. But he would probably end up beaten by his uncle for what happened to Dudley. He needed back up, didn't he? And he didn't want there being conflict between the Dursley's and his new friends. He would much rather himself to face the wrath of that whale than Robin or anyone else. Even if they could take him. So for back up, he found that the one he'd known the longest would be the best. Last time he checked, Dudley was afraid of snakes.

"Serpent," Harry hissed. All movement stopped in the room. Serpent slithered over to him.

"What is it, Man?"

"I need your help. You're quite large-"

"I know," she said. If snakes could roll their eyes.

"-Very intimidating. I need you to help me scare some people." You could say it was the Slytherin in him, but Harry had not ever thought of a better plan than this one fire revenge. Ever.

"But I like these people," she said, her voice heavily laced with confusion.

"Not these people; the people who I used to live with."

"Oh. Well, of course," then she climbed around his neck. As kind and gentle as Serpent was, Harry was surprised to see her agreeable at the idea of striking fear in some people. Maybe it was because he complimented her.

"Dude, you've got to warn me before you that," Kid Flash lightly commented. He was slowly getting used to the snake whispering. Out of all the weird things he'd seen, this was one of the most weirdest.

Harry grinned apologetically as he watch Robin stalk over to the computer. A screen popped up as an image of the Dursley's living room and kitchen appeared.

"Are you spying on them?" Harry asked, approaching the screen. Batman spoke up behind him.

"We need to know what the environment is like," he said simply. More areas popped up, like the hallway and outside the house, when did Robin have time to do this?

"We knew you were going to want to go back," Robin explain as they all watched the feed. The house dark, everyone was asleep.

"Who is Sirius Black, Harry?" He was not really expecting the question and it took him a moment to answer.

"He's my godfather," Batman watched him as Harry paused. "He's just broken out of a prison. They put him in for a crime he hadn't commit and they hardly gave him a trial."

"And what was the crime?"

"It was another man, well rat really, who faked his death after killing a street of muggles in an explosion of sorts. Sirius was the only person left on the scene."

"Where is the rat?" That was M'gann who asked.

"Well, when he faked his death, he cut off a finger so that it would seem he'd been blown up. And then he turned into a rat and went into hiding."

"So 'the rat' was an actual rat," the big man with the white cape concluded. Harry would have laughed at the look on his face had the mood not been somber.

On the screen, a light in the bedroom was turned on. It was Dudley, waking up for a snack. This was the time for Harry to make his move.

Harry went back to his trunk and dug out one of his shrunken brooms. Lightning, as Hermione had called it, was modified by the aforementioned girl when she felt worried that he'd not been fast enough to escape the dragon. It went even faster than the newest brand but Harry had not dared to use it in the games. He thought it was cheating, and so had Hermione judging by her chastising Ron when he asked about it.

He expanded it as be carried it to the nearest exit. He wished everyone else a farewell as he mounted it. There was a wide smile, wide enough to catch flying insects if he was not careful, as he took off with Serpent on his shoulders.

I'm sorry for taking so long but I was trying to figure out where I wanted to go with this story. Thanks for being so patient! See ya next chapter! :D