A lot of you guys commented on my Sherlock reference! That makes me happy!

Harry will from time to time use quotes from movies or series (or Cry, but I'm not really sure how many of you know him) And some ideas come from Tumblr. When you recognize one, comment, I love to see how many of you can guess them all.

I don't have any in this chapter though.

"I invited Commissioner Gordon and his family for Christmas. I hope you boys don't mind."

Harry looked up from the anime show he and Dick were watching to smile brightly at Bruce.

"I don't!" he said cheerfully.
"Maybe that means I won't have to go down to the station later."

"Jim said the same thing, actually," Bruce said smiling.
"He hoped you'd talk to him about what happened while they were here."

"Taking your work home has a new level," Dick snorted.

"No one should work on the holidays," Harry agreed.

"Crime doesn't stop during the holidays either," Bruce sighed.
"But you two are right. In an ideal world, no one should work during the holidays."

Harry and Dick both grinned at him before turning back towards the TV. Bruce smiled fondly as he saw the boys enjoy their show. Harry was a bit odd, even now as he was watching his anime. For some reason, he seemed to root for the Titans instead of the humans, which made Dick laugh at Harry's cheers and Booing. After a while, Alfred walked in, smiling at the three talking cheerfully while watching TV.

"Lunch has been prepared," he announced.

Dick immediately pressed pause while Harry scrambled up eagerly and ran into the dining room ahead of everyone else. He heard Bruce laugh behind him before a set of quick, young footsteps rushed after him. Harry grinned and jumped on a chair, only, he had too much momentum and fell off his chair on the other side, causing Dick, who walked in shortly after him, to laugh at him.

"Nice going!" Dick teased and he quickly took a seat on the chair Harry had tried to sit.

Harry stuck out his tongue and grabbed two legs of the chair, pushing them up until Dick fell out the chair with a shout of surprise.

"You don't steal a seat from an invalid!" Harry laughed as he quickly sat down.

Dick rolled his eyes and grinned as he picked himself up from the ground, but moved to sit across from the other boy without much fuss. Bruce and Alfred had been standing at the door the entire time, watching the two boys in amusement, but since they had now settled, the adults dared to venture in as well without needing to worry about becoming collateral damage.

Lunch looked pretty great, with cake and everything. Harry was quick to fill his plate and started shoveling food into his mouth at high speed. Dick chuckled at him as he ate more civilized and Bruce scowled.

"The food isn't going to disappear suddenly if you don't hurry," he said.

Harry stopped halfway and looked down with a scowl. He was unconsciously expecting it would. He had a bad habit of showing up in the Great Hall with only 10 minutes of breakfast left, and Halloween still haunted him. All that candy, gone…

He quickly shook his head to get the terrible memory away and looked over at Dick. He hadn't seen his friend in months, and he was wondering how he was doing without him at school.

"How's school going without me anyway?" Harry asked between bites.

Dich put his fork down and groaned dramatically.

"It's horrible!" he exclaimed.
"Mr. Johnson thinks because you and Gabe are both gone, he can take revenge on me! He's been terrible for months!"

Harry scowled in annoyance. That bastard dared! He should pay his old teacher a visit as Child's Play and… No, Dick would know it was him if he did that… he needed to find a better way to take revenge.

"He's been acting strangely cheerful and every time he does a rollcall, he makes sure to call your name too, just to remind himself you're no longer in his class."

Harry couldn't help himself. He threw his head back in joy and cackled amused.

"He sounds like those evil teachers in cartoons!" he laughed.
"I didn't realize he loved me so much! I'm really flattered!"

"Yeah, you don't have to sit through classes with a teacher who tries to make you fail," Dick grouched.

Snape flitted through Harry's mind and he gave a sheepish smile. When Dick saw the way his friend was looking, he groaned and rubbed his face.

"Three and a half months… what did you do?" he asked.

"Nothing! I think he hates me on principle!" Harry replied.
"He keeps calling me by my birth name, so my guess is he hated my folks."

"That's so unfair!" Dick exclaimed angrily.

"I know! But teachers don't care about that!" Harry replied.

"We should do something about it," Dick said resolutely.

With that, Bruce quickly stood from his chair with a deep sigh.

"I think it's best I don't know where this is going," he said calmly.
"I'm going to see if I can find an alibi for myself."

Harry and Dick laughed as Bruce strode out of the room. Grinning widely, Harry moved his chair around the table so he sat right next to Dick. He leaned on the table, his eyes focused on Dick as his grin widened even more, an idea already forming in his head.

"What if we made Mr. Johnson think that I'm coming back?" Harry suggested.
"Drive him insane with paranoia, make him see me literally everywhere!"

"Making everyone believe you're coming back should be easy enough," Dick mused.
"We just need to start a rumor. The whole town knows you anyway, so it'll go like a wild fire."

Harry smirked and nodded.

"We can start with Barbara, tell her I want to come back," Harry agreed.
"And we'll go out to the park soon. I bet at least some kids from school hang out there. Gabe will join no problem. He'll gladly announce I'm back."

Dick smirked at that, but soon started scowling again.

"He'll know it's fake as soon as school starts again," he said.

Harry frowned in thought and nodded. There had to be something that would make it as if he was still in school, like a ghost…

"I'm going to haunt the school!" he exclaimed excitedly.
"Voice recordings, books and maps with my name, messages on the blackboard,…"

Dick's eyes widened in excitement and he started grinning widely.

"You make the recordings, I'll buy the schoolbooks," he said.

"Mr. Johnson won't know what's happening!" Harry laughed.

. . . . .

"Welcome, Commissioner," Bruce greeted the man.

"It's just Jim tonight, Mr. Wayne," Gordon chuckled.

"Then I insist you call me Bruce," Bruce replied smiling.

The Commissioner took off his hat before taking his wife's coat and hand it over to Alfred, who had already taken Barbara's.

"Thank you for inviting us over, Bruce," the man said.

"Thank you for coming. Harry is really relieved he won't have to go to the station."

As they walked into the living room, where Harry and Dick were quietly whispering to each other, Barbara's face lit up and she rushed forward. Harry let out a loud 'oomph' as the red haired girl latched onto him and hugged him tightly.

"Ohmygosh! When I heard about what happened I was so scared!" she cried out.
"You could have been dead! What were you doing there anyway? how did he get you like that? Are you sure you're ok?"

"I'm fine! A bit out of breath, but fine!" Harry laughed weakly, trying to get his lungs to fill.
"But you know what would make me feel even better?"

Barbara moved a bit away and looked at Harry with wide, questioning eyes. Harry grinned at her and just pointed upwards, where a mistletoe hung. Barbara's face heated up in humiliation right away, causing Dick to burst out laughing as the redhead hit his best friend with her tiny fist.

"Ugh! You're such a bully, Riddle!" the girl shouted.

"Me?! You're the one that hits a trauma victim!" Harry complained pouting.

Barbara rolled her eyes, but the next second, she darted forward and panted a shy kiss on Harry's cheek before turning around and rushing to the dining room, where the adult all were already sitting down for their Christmas dinner. Harry blinked in surprise and gently touched his cheek. He turned to Dick, blushing a soft red color and batted his eyes sweetly as he grinned.

"I think she likes me," he said teasingly, biting his lip cutely.

"Careful, or her crush might crush you literally," Dick chuckled.

Harry laughed at the bad joke and pushed Dick into the dining room, before joining as well. He was pretty hungry, especially since he'd seen what Albert had cooked up for them. That man was a true wizard in the kitchen.

"So, Harry. How are you holding up?" Gordon asked, smiling at the boy.

"Usually just with my feet under me, but when I'm tired I have to use the wall or Dick. Maybe a chair…" Harry replied thoughtfully.

Dick burst out laughing and Bruce rolled his eyes while the Gordon family just looked confused. Aside from Barbara, who heaved a heavy sigh and shook her head in exasperation.

"Just ignore him dad," she said.
"If he can make jokes like that, I'm sure he's fine."

Harry gasped and gave her a scandalized look.

"I was kidnapped and used as a hostage by the Joker!" he exclaimed in an overly dramatic voice.
"I was traumatized, madam! You have no idea of the things that madman did to this young, innocent child!"

Barbara raised a brow, being completely unimpressed with Harry's claims. Harry laughed and gave the red haired girl a teasing grin.

"I have also good news by the way," he said.

"And what is that?" Barbara asked suspicious.

Harry looked over to Dick and nodded at him, giving him the go ahead with a big grin. Dick grinned too, his blue eyes sparkling with mirth as he turned towards Barbara. The redhead looked at the two boys with wary eyes, not trusting them at all.

"Harry's coming back!" Dick said cheerful.

"Scotland is boring," Harry explained grinning.

He wanted to laugh when he saw Barbara's face. The poor girl was being torn by her many emotions, all so visible to read on her young face. There was confusion, happiness, worry, curiosity, and even a little fear shone through her blue eyes. It was hilarious.

"Didn't you like your special school, dear?" Barbara's mom, Mrs. Gordon, asked.

"Not really," Harry shrugged.
"A lot of people there knew my parents, and they just couldn't understand that I wasn't like them."

"That's terrible!" Barbara exclaimed horrified.

"To make it even better, there's this teacher that hates me even more than Mr. Johnson did," Harry sighed sadly.

"You mean that's possible?" Dick joked.

"Apparently. And I barely even gave him reason!"

"Barely any reason for you is usually a LOT of reason," Barbara deadpanned.

Harry scoffed, acting offended while Dick laughed loudly in amusement. Jim Gordon raised a brow and looked at Harry, who gave the chief of police a sheepish grin and ruffled his hair.

"I don't bad things," he told the man chuckling.
"Just a few practical jokes! I swear. No animals have been harmed as of yet."

That wasn't a lie, surprisingly. He never harmed animals. Only humans.

"Keep it like that, kid," Gordon told him amused.

Harry grinned and nodded eagerly. Let the man think he was just an innocent prankster. One day, the whole world would burning in the flames of the fire he started, and they would all be at his feet, drowning in chaos.

. . . . .

"How come your dad doesn't pick you up if he's so worried about you?" Dick asked.

"Because he works really hard!" Harry laughed.

"As a criminal?"

Harry stopped laughing and raised a brow. He grinned, but there was none of the usual cheer sparkling in his green eyes. Only coldness was left.

"I don't mean anything with it, Harry," Dick sighed.
"But we all know that Gabe's dad is a criminal too. He works for the Joker!"

Harry gave a chilling smile and hugged Dick tightly.

"Thanks for your concern, Dick," he whispered.
"But one day I'll work for the Joker too. That's just the way it is."

Without waiting for a reply, he turned around and walked towards Dave's car and slid into the passenger seat. The man gave him a yellow teethed grin and ruffled his hair.

"Glad to have you back, little Prince," he greeted.

"Yeah, sure," Harry sighed, slapping the hand away.

Dave's eyes widened in fear and he quickly started the car. Harry sighed heavily and looked out the window to Dick, who was staring back at him with wide eyes and mouth agape in shock. Would Dick not want anything to with him now that he confessed being part of Joker's gang?

To his surprise, Dick gave him a weak smile and lifted his hand to wave at him. Harry sat up straighter and grinned when he saw Dick mouth the word 'friend' at him and he laughed happily, waving back.

"Friends!" he called back.

Maybe there was still hope for them after all.