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I’m Batman (HP Xover) C27
🕑 Added 2022-05-29 15:20:41 +0000 UTCWalking down the hall towards Bruce's compartment, Harry feels a little awkward and doesn’t know what to say. Bruce sees this and gives the poor boy a reassuring smile, but stays quiet and allows for a comfortable silence to form among the two.
While walking they see a group of three children come out of a compartment ahead of them. The leading figure among the group was a slender boy with sleek white-blond hair, cold grey eyes, a pale complexion, and rather sharp, pointed features.
Following that haughty-looking boy are two brutish and chubby boys that walked behind him like good little lackeys.
‘Hmm, Draco looks like he used to much styling gel...’ Bruce thought as they passed each other in the hall and went their separate ways.
“Dirty mudbloods...” Draco haughtily mutters in contempt as they pass one another.
Harry stopped for a moment and watched them walk away, wondering what a mudblood was in the first place. All he knew was it didn’t sound like a nice thing to call someone.
“Ignore them. They saw our clothes and decided to be racist.” Brice says as both of them are wearing muggle clothes.
Well, Bruce’s are far nicer and fit perfectly compared to Harry’s oversized hand-me-downs, but they’re both muggle nonetheless.
“Racist? I don’t get it...” Harry is as confused as it gets.
“Don’t worry about it for now. You’ll learn soon enough. Take refuge in ignorance for a bit longer.” Bruce says as he starts walking once again, followed by a confused and reluctant Harry Potter.
What’s hilarious about that encounter is Draco didn’t know that he just called Harry Potter a mudblood. The same Harry Potter that he is planning to offer his friendship once they arrive at Hogwarts.
Sadly for him, the idiotic little ferret seems to have ruined that without even knowing. Though he would have ruined it as he did in the first movie anyway.
Arriving at the compartment, Bruce enters and is immediately jumped on by a lonely kitten, who meows at him pitifully.
“Aww, I'm sorry, Cinder. You were asleep and I went to look for Hermione.” Bruce apologizes as Harry enters behind him and closes the door.
“Meow...” Cinder looks at Bruce with big sad eyes.
“Alright, I won’t leave you behind again. Don’t be so sad, okay?” Bruce gives in and Cinder's mood brightens instantly.
“Sorry, we aren’t usually apart.” Bruce explains to Harry as he introduces Cinder, who greets him with a nya or two.
“No problem, so where are the snacks?” Harry asks as he eyes the trunks in the room.
“There’s no rush. Have a seat.” Bruce says as he sits and gestures to the bench across from him.
“Uhh, okay.” Harry complies easily.
“I am going to say something and it may make this awkward so I apologize in advance.” Bruce warns.
‘Does he know I’m Harry Potter?’ Harry thought, as he purposefully didn’t use his last name when introducing himself to Bruce and Hermione.
Ron is the only one that knows he’s the hero of the Wizarding World, and thankfully for Harry, he didn’t reveal it yet.
“I train in martial arts at home and one thing I’m taught is to study my opponent. Easy enough right?” Bruce asks, getting a confused nod from Harry. “Well, I tend to use that unconsciously on everyone I meet now. Look them up and down to learn their weaknesses. Openings in their fighting style, past or present injuries, any information really.”
“Umm, okay. Why are you telling me this?” Harry asks confusedly.
“Are you being abused at home Harry?” Bruce stops beating around the bush.
“W-What?!” Harry exclaims in surprise. “N-No, of course not...” he stutters as he breaks eye contact with Bruce.
“I was also taught how to tell when someone is lying.” Bruce says as he waits for Harry to say something.
Not knowing what to say and afraid to say anything, Harry gets up and goes for the door.
“We should get back...” He says as he gets to the door.
Seeing this, Bruce sighs as his grey wand shoots into his hand.
“Colloportus.” Bruce says casually with a wave and the door locks itself with a click.
Trying and failing to unlock the door, Harry takes out his wand and aims it at Bruce menacingly. Well, as menacing as an abused and malnourished child who doesn’t know any spells could be.
“Let me out now!” Harry exclaims.
“No.” Bruce answers and waits patiently.
“...”
“...”
A silence forms as Bruce completely ignores the wand aimed at him, and Harry tries his best to put on a tough act. It didn’t take long for one side to crack and it certainly wasn’t Bruce’s.
“Fine, what did you want?!” Harry hesitantly lowers his extended wand arm and looks at Bruce with suspicion.
“I want you to answer my question truthfully.” Bruce replies as he relaxes back into his seat with an uncaring Cinder sleeping on his lap. “Are you being abused at home?”
“...” Harry stares at Bruce for another moment before collapsing back into his seat with a defeated sigh. “What would you call abuse?”
“Are your parents feeding you properly? Do they hit you? Neglect you? Say hurtful things? Touch you inappropriately?” Bruce threw in the last one just in case.
Nothing in the books or movies pointed to sexual abuse but you never know if some things can be different in a real world setting.
“A-All of them except the last...” Harry admits as he stares down at the floor like a child that’s being scolded.
‘That’s good, at least the Dursley’s aren’t pedos.’ Bruce thought sarcastically as they’re still horrible people for everything else. “I’m sorry to hear that, Harry. You’d think parents wouldn’t do those things to their own flesh and blood.”
“M-My parents are dead. I live with my aunt, uncle, and cousin.” Harry corrects Bruce. ‘He really doesn’t know who I am, does he?’
“My condolences. Though that doesn’t change what I said. They’re supposed to be your family, yet they do this to you. I’m sorry Harry.” Bruce says with a frustrated frown.
“I-It’s okay, I’m used to it...” Harry says in a small voice.
“No, it’s not okay.” Bruce resolutely states. “What if I said that I can make it so you never have to worry about your relatives ever again? No returning there or even seeing them anymore?”
