"JACK!"
Harry almost fell off the balance beam when he heard the loud scream run through the house. Harley frowned as well and paused in scratching Fluffy's belly. The family had gone out on a practice run with the Cerberus yesterday. The three headed dog had done a perfect job scaring the security of the bank as well as the police force that had come to try and stop them. Even Batman hadn't been able to do much against the giant Cerberus.
Thanks to that, they were now a few grand richer and Joker had decided that, as a little reward, Fluffy would get his own room in the house with a magically enlarged dog bed, a horse trough for food and three dinosaur bones stolen from the museum to chew on. He still had to share with Harley's hyenas though, who had their own beds in the corner of the room.
"WHAT?!" Joker screamed in return.
Harry walked out of the training room, looking curiously for the two screaming men. His mom was following after him. They found Tom looking through several different papers with a deep scowl marring his features while Joker stomped into the room from the bathroom.
"You said you still had my OWL results. I need them for my application to be legit," Tom said scowling.
"They're supposed to be somewhere," the Joker replied with a shrug.
"You mean you aren't ready yet?!" Harry asked shocked.
"We're leaving in two days! I thought you were the smart one!"
"I thought Jack had them at hand," Tom replied with a frown.
"You should know better than trust me like that, Tommy! HAH!" Joker laughed.
"I learned my lesson," Tom sneered.
"We'll help ya find them! Right, Harry?" Harley spoke up smiling.
"I think I remember some old boxes in the basement."
"They could also still be at the warehouse," Joker said, tapping his chin.
Both Harry and Tom groaned at that and the youngest of the two pouted.
"I'll go look there before going to Dick's," he muttered.
"I'll go with ya, baby!" his mom exclaimed cheerfully.
. . . . .
There were a lot of old boxes stashed in the basement of the hideout and Harry was glad that Gabe had offered his help to look through them. And with offered help (read: that Harry had dragged Gabe down there against his will after the older teen asked what he was looking for).
"This is boring and we're going to be late for Dick's sleepover!" Harry whined as he shoved the fifth box to the side.
Gabe sighed and nodded in agreement as he dragged another box towards himself. While Harley just laughed.
"It's not that bad, hun!" she said cheerfully.
"A little family time for me and my baby!"
"I wouldn't call this family time," Harry muttered.
"Going into town and blowing stuff up is way more fun!"
He stopped complaining when he found a brown envelope with the word OWLS written in his dad's barely readable scrawl. He grinned in victory and held it over his head.
"Found it!" he shouted.
"Now let's see how well they did…"
Harley and Gabe walked over and leaned over Harry's shoulders to look with him.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Schoolyear 1942 – 1943
OWL Results for Tom Marvolo Riddle
ARITHMANCY O
ASTRONOMY O
CHARMS O
DEFENCE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS O
DIVINATION O
HERBOLOGY O
HISTORY OF MAGIC O
POTIONS O
STUDY OF ANCIENT RUNES O
TRANSFIGURATIONS O
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Schoolyear 1942 – 1943
OWL Results for Jack Morfin Riddle
ASTRONOMY P
CARE FOR MAGICAL CREATURES A
CHARMS E
DEFENCE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS E
HERBOLOGY P
HISTORY OF MAGIC D
POTIONS O
STUDY OF ANCIENT RUNES A
TRANSFIGURATIONS A
"Huh. I'm kind of disappointed in Tom's…" Harry muttered pouting.
"There is no way I can tease him when he only has top grades for everything."
. . . . .
"So what're we going to do?" Gabe asked as he, Harry and Dick lay down on Dick's bed.
"We could see a scary movie," Dick suggested.
"Bruce took away the horrors, but I bet we can find something."
"Why did he do that?" Harry asked shocked, lifting his head.
Dick rolled over and grinned at his friend.
"Because last time you tried to reenact Amityville Horror," Dick replied dryly.
"It wasn't that bad, was it?" Harry countered innocently.
"You slept in the basement and chased me around with a kitchen knife!"
Gabe raised a brow at that and Harry laughed loudly. With a huff, Dick pushed Harry off the bed, making the youngest teen yelp and groan in pain.
"Hey!"
"Bruce was not happy that you threw a vase at him," Dick said.
"At least it wasn't his precious Ming Vase," Harry puttered pouting.
Gabe laughed loudly when Dick growled and jumped on top of Harry. The two dark haired boys wrestled for a while until Harry suddenly kicked Dick in the gut hard enough to make him roll off him with a shout of pain and sat up with a bright grin.
"I know what we can do!" he shouted happily.
"Kill me?" Dick spat sarcastically.
"Don't be ridiculous! We can go out and scare the living daylight out of people!"
Gabe was immediately interested and even Dick, while still clearly in pain, started grinning too.
"What did you have in mind?" Gabe asked curiously.
Harry's eyes sparkled with mischief and he looked back over to Dick.
"Do you still have those clown costumes we made together for that party we crashed last summer?"
. . . . .
A woman ran off screaming from the three teens dressed as creepy murder clowns. Both Dick and Gabe were holding toy guns while Harry danced around cackling with a fake bloody knife in hand. They were quite obviously fake, however since it was already dark, no one could really see.
"Watch out Gotham! If I don't make you laugh, I'll make you bleed!" Harry shouted, cackling sinisterly.
"Hold it right there!" Dick shouted, jumping in front of a young woman.
"You're too pretty too live in my town!"
The gun went off with a loud bang and the woman fainted on the spot. Dick laughed and danced away, holding hands with Harry. Gabe lagged behind a bit, smiling fondly as he stared at the two of them. He was really happy he could call Harry ad Dick his friends after all.
"Let's rob the candy store!" Harry shouted eagerly.
"We're not actually going to rob it, right?" Dick asked.
"At least let them think we are!" Gabe laughed as he caught up with the duo.
The three friends laughed and ran over to where the candy store was. They were having so much fun!
. . . . .
Harry had taken up his mouth harmonica again while the three friends were stuck in jail. Other than last time he had gotten Dick arrested, the other boy wasn't really upset. He had gotten his hands on a cup and was clinking it against the bars at the rhythm of Harry's 'Prison Blues' while Gabe sat in the back, tapping his foot and humming along.
"Why is it always when we plan something fun, you land us here?" Dick asked suddenly.
Harry stopped playing his harmonica and glared at his friend.
"It's the second time!" he shot back pouting.
Dick grinned and stuck out his tongue before he went back to playing with the cup. He only stopped again when the door opened and Tom and Bruce walked in along with a police officer. Harry brightened up right away and pressed himself against the bars with a happy squeal.
"Tom! You came to save me~!" he cried out.
"Unfortunately, yes," Tom drawled in a bored tone.
"Honestly, I think you deserve a few nights in here, but your parents send me over to pay the bail money."
"Yay~"
The officer opened the cell door and Harry skipped out before jumping Tom and wrapping his arms around the older teen's neck.
"I knew you loved me!" Harry exclaimed dramatically.
"Get off me, Harry," Tom hissed, pushing him off.
"Hey!"
Harry looked back over and saw that Dick had rejoined a very upset looking Bruce, but the officer had closed the door again before Gabe could get out the holding cell. Harry looked up confused at Tom, who was smirking nastily at Gabe.
"Sorry. Just Harry," he said, not sounding sorry at all.
Bruce sighed and turned to the officer.
"I'll pay his bail too," he said.
While Bruce went back to the office along with Dick to pay for Gabe's bail as well, Tom grabbed Harry's elbow and dragged him out into the street. Harry just laughed and whistled while he walked until they arrived back home. Neither Harley or the Joker were there.
"So how did your application for Durmstrang go?" Harry asked as he threw himself on the couch.
"It went well, of course," Tom replied calmly, pushing Harry's feet off and sitting down next to him.
"They saw my OWL's, after changing the dates and my name obviously, and were ecstatic to have me."
"So when're you leaving?" Harry asked.
Tom chuckled and leaned over Harry.
"Wanting to get rid of me already?" he asked smirking.
"You seemed to like me well enough two nights ago…"
Harry grinned and leaned up until their faces were only inches from each other.
"I like you when you're using your dick instead of being one," Harry teased.
"And I was just curious. No need to get your panties in a bunch, princess."
Tom rolled his eyes and sat back.
"I'll be going with you and Jack to London and take the international floo at Platform 9 ¾ to Norway," Tom explained.
"Durmstrang students have another week before their classes start so it's been decided that I play house with you a bit longer."
"It must really sting not to be in control anymore, right Tommy?" Harry said smirking.
Tom sneered annoyed and grabbed Harry's arm, pulling him back up in a sitting position.
"How about you stop talking and repay me for getting you back?" he asked.
"You got me out with my dad's money," Harry shot back.
"But I'm bored, so why the hell not. Let's go to my room."
