The last month of summer flew by for the residents of the Metropolis home. It ended with the last major heatwave of the summer. Harry found that the Kent kids were aloud to wonder Metropolis when Louis and Clark were at work. He also noticed that they were aloud to go to Gotham City and Star City too.
It was like they could go all over America if they knew someone in the city they were going to. And he found out that Jonathan and Hermione had paying jobs that they wouldn't tell him about. All he knew it was classified information for the Justice League and their allies.
And Harry saw that when Conner, Jonathan and Hermione wondered, Walberga also disappeared.
Over the rest of the summer it took Louis and Walberga about a week and a half to get Harry to where a normal preteen should think and feel. And even longer to get some meat on his bones. Walberga had gotten her hands on some nutrition potions from the local alley for Harry.
While tasting vile, they helped Harry a lot. And the results showed. Hermione said that she had to use some after being rescued from some kidnappers. Harry didn't press the matter knowing if Hermione wanted to talk about it, she would.
What he didn't know was Hermione was kidnapped because her godfather is Oliver Queen. One of the richest people in Star City.
Or that her best friend is Richard "Dick" Grayson. Bruce Wayne's ward. So he spent a lot of time with them in Gotham.
There were a lot of variables to consider if one thinks about it.
Okay back to reality...
Hermione was nervous for her first year at Hogwarts. She didn't want to leave home. Didn't want to leave her father, grandmother and aunt Louis. Or any of the Justice League for that matter.
She was running all over the house the past week like a chicken with no head. Hermione wanted everything packed up before they left. She didn't want to write back home to ask for it to be delivered to her. Like her brothers did every year.
But she was excited to see the castle and learn actual magic. And not the tricks she learned from Dr. Fate and his daughter Zatanna for self defense. Even though she loved those spells.
Everyone made sure to keep the Kryptononian secret away from Harry the best they could. The way they did that was for Jonathan and Conner to stop flying up and down the damn stairs each time they didn't feel the need to walk.
The 13 year old twins were lucky that Harry slept on the second floor and they on the forth so they could use their super speed to get to the bathroom faster.
See the second floor was for guests. That floor shared a bathroom. The third was for Louis, Walberga and Clark. That floor only had the three rooms. They were big and had walk in closets and their own bathrooms.
The forth was for the Kent kids. That floor had two bathrooms. One for the twins and one for Hermione. This had made the mornings that much easier.
The first floor, or the ground floor as Harry called it, held a large kitchen/dining room area, a media room, a family room and a spare toilet.
The basement was the Superman layer. It was kind of like the bat cave and Wayne manor in Gotham. But this one just held the computer Clark and Conner needed for research as Clark likes to have his Superman suit in a hidden compartment in his briefcase.
Harry was never aloud down in the basement. Everyone stopped him if he dared to try. Harry was shocked on how fast everyone stopped him when he reached for the door knob.
But over the past month the basement had become a place where the Kent's could talk freely of missions and the league. A fortress of solitude for them if you will. The basement also housed a zeta tube for Jonathan and Hermione for when they were needed up at the watch tower.
And that happened almost daily over the past month. This confused the raven haired green eyed boy a lot. Especially when the four Kent's all left Harry alone with Walberga or Louis or both when they went on league and titan missions.
The attic, on the other hand, was where most of the technology was. That was where Conner, Jonathan and Hermione likes to go and hang out when they were home.
And the only reason Harry slept on the second was because the family was scared on how the boy would react to living with an alien and two half aliens.
Harry woken up on August 31st. The Kent's always left America the day before so they could catch the train on time. Because of the time difference for the most part.
When he walked down to the kitchen, he planned to make everyone breakfast as a thank you for letting him stay in their home. But when he got there, everyone was already up and Louis was making breakfast for the lot.
Harry saw that Hermione was reading a book called Percy Jackson and the Olympians the lightning thief, the twins were reading a physics and chemistry books, Walberga was reading the daily prophet while Clark was reading the daily planet.
'This house is really weird.' Harry thought to himself.
Ever since coming to this house, Harry always saw that the residents were always reading something at breakfast.
Harry sat down at the table and waited patiently. After all this time he hadn't learned his lesson. He didn't bring anything to read. He didn't bring anything to do in the meantime.
When the plates of food were passed out all of the reading materials suddenly vanished. Harry could understand Walberga, she was a witch who was able to use magic freely. And the MCUSA knew there were School age wizards and a witch in the house. But the four Kent's. There was something behind them.
With Hermione, she has agility. Harry learned that Hermione was learning gymnastics and acrobatics from a close friend of hers. And with gymnastics you had to be the right kind of fast or there would be consequences. And sometimes for the worse.
With Jonathan and Conner, they loved to fight. So when one gets good at it, one starts to get fast. And from what Jonathan said, he and Hermione worked for the Justice League. So they had to be fast.
Harry thought of the reasons why they would be fast. But it left out Clark. Hermione and the twins had gymnastics and fighting but Harry never learned why the older man was so fast.
As breakfast went on, they all talked. Like what they were hoping for at school. But Harry stayed out of the conversation. He didn't know what to say to them.
They all used big words. And Harry couldn't keep up. He wasn't that smart. And with the kids in front of him were weird. Society all around them were fully expecting them to be some of the smartest kids around.
Especially with the books and tech they had access too. All three of them had access to the libraries in Wayne manor, Queen manor and the local libraries in both muggle and wizard worlds. They also had their own amazon accounts so they could order some books online.
Hermione had full access to Wayne tech. She sometimes brought something home for her brothers or aunt or father.
Hermione was taught how to make and build a Wayne tech laptop. She was taught an awful lot of things that were considered smart people things.
Harry had seen the laptop she had built. It was better then the laptop Clark used for his work. And it was several years old.
A couple of hours after breakfast, everyone got their bags. Walberga made a portkey for the trip. The portkey took them to 12 Grimmauld place. It was in London near king's cross station.
Harry looked around the home. It didn't looked like what he thought it would. Harry thought it would look all abandoned not lived in. He had heard stories about decapitated elf heads on the walls. And all of the walls painted in green and silver. This looked like a normal family home.
Harry thought that Walberga went soft from staying in the muggle world for 8 years. And Harry knew that if one stay in an environment for so long, your perspective changes.
The walls were now in warm welcoming comforting colors. There were no decapitated elf heads on the walls. And no Slytherin colors as the twins had called them. There was no trace of blood supremacy anywhere.
When Harry turned to get his trunk but saw that it wasn't there. He started to panic.
"The house elf took it to your room." Hermione said
Harry turned to his friend.
"What?" Harry asked not understanding what she said
"Kreacher, the house elf, took the bags to the rooms. That's his job. Along with making meals here." Hermione said
Harry nodded as he tried to understand. Hermione took off to another room as Harry went off to explore. He wanted to get a feel of the house he would be in for the next 16 hours.
After an hour of some wondering, Harry came across the library. Walberga had moved the books to the attic. There was two libraries. A dark library where the illegal dangerous books were. And it was hidden.
And the normal library. There were both wizarding and muggle books in it. There was also magazines. Clark had some hidden play wizards. The wizard version of the playboy.
When Harry entered the library, he saw that Hermione was talking to someone looked similar to her. He began to think that he was an uncle or a cousin. Someone who was related her.
Hermione looked up from her book and away from her companion when she heard Harry come in. She smiled at him.
"Hey Harry." Hermione said sweetly
"Hi." Harry said with a small wave
Harry got a book down from the shelf. It was the tales of beetle the bard. It was something Harry had found on the bookshelf in the Kent's attic. He read it before. And he loved it when he first got his hands on it.
Harry sat down a little a ways away from Hermione. He wanted some space while he read the book in his hands.
When Harry sat down in the chair the person left the library. Saying that he needed to talk to Clark. After he left Hermione went into another room.