AN: Welcome back! As said before I will try to cover about 3 years in this chapter. Thus, this chapter will be longer and cover the more important events between Harry being 8 and 11 years old. If you want clarification on some event that might come up, post a review and ill either pm you or do a flashback. Thanks for the readership!

Disclaimer: I do not, nor will ever, own the franchise known as Harry Potter or the franchise known as DC comics. This fanfiction and its ideas are of my own creation and are not in any way affiliated with the aforementioned entities.

Ch. 4: The What Now?

New York, New York, United States of America

6:37 p.m. EST, July 17, 2007

Bruce decided that now was as good time as any to tell Harry about his nocturnal activities. He loudly yelled for Harry and settled down in his office chair. While pouring himself a finger of whiskey, Harry walked in with a smirk. Not knowing what he was smiling about Bruce started, "There's something I have to tell you. It's about what me, Dick, and Damian get up to during the night. There's no easy way to say this so I guess I should just show you. Follow me."

Bruce got up and walked to the grandfather clock in the side of the room and pulled the cylindrical pendulums in a specific order. The clock started to go into the ground and eventually the clock was level with the floor. Where the clock used to be, there was now a man-made hole, big enough to fit one person. Bruce started down the steps but noticed that Harry wasn't following. He turned and saw Harry moving again, but he was still at the clock. Starting quickly and wanting to catch up, Harry walked down the the carved, curved, stone steps. After what seemed like an eternity, Bruce and Harry reached a dead end and were both standing on a platform. Harry did a quick look around and saw nothing, he was jolted when suddenly the platform started moving down.

The elevator started to pick up more speed; Harry came to the realization that the duo was well beneath the Wayne manor now. Harry would have to hazard a guess that they were both in the caves, that Bruce mentioned, underneath the mansion.

The elevator came to a relatively fast stop and beyond the faint light of the elevator, Harry wouldn't be able to see his hand in front of his face. Besides the light, Harry only felt two other senses; a lot of humidity as a result of a distant waterfall, and the sound of a lot of screeching. The echoed sounds gave off the feeling of…agitation.

As soon as Bruce put one foot out of the elevator and on the floor of the cave, Harry was retinas were burned temporarily as flood lights illuminated every square inch of the cave. After a couple of seconds, Harry opened his eyes and was amazed at what he saw.

The cave was still in its natural form. Nothing was dug up or excavated, just utilized for all the space it offered. Adorning one wall of the cave was an especially long, level, platform. On it, Harry saw a huge TV screen and a bunch of comm relays and control boards. In front of the monitor/screen were a couple of chairs. Close to the monitor but on another level, accessible by a ladder and stairs, were a bunch of big human sized glass tubes. In the tubes Harry saw three uniforms. Next to the tubes were some chests, probably and armory for all the equipment that was used by the three vigilantes.

Decorating the adjacent wall was an assortment of test tubes and chemicals. Stuff used for detective work and other experimental projects to improve the quality of consumeables such as the smoke bomb and grappler gun.

But the glory of the cave stood in the smack middle of the cave. There was a sizable platform on top of a stalagmite and there was a man-made track that lead, presumably, through the waterfall and outside. In the middle was a vehicle so black it looked like a shadow out of place in all of the luminescence. The harsh curves of the vehicle screamed finesse while the obvious barrels and huge exhaust screamed danger. Near the vehicle and still on the same vehicle pad, Harry saw two other vehicles, bikes in this case. Both were made for speed and finesse. One was a lighter black with blue highlights and accents, while the other had a colorway of red, black, and yellow.

As Bruce showed Harry around all the parts in the Batcave, he explained what everything did and that himself, Dick, Damian, and Alfred were all in on it.

"So what do you think Hadrian? It turns out your family is a bunch of vigilantes and crime fighters."

Harry said nothing in return, but Bruce chalked it up to to being overwhelmed. Bruce also noticed that Harry avoided touching anything, usually anyone would go crazy touching everything that would appear in front of them. But once again Harry proved otherwise. The only reaction Bruce was getting now was a slight smirk on his Harry's face.

Eventually Bruce grew tired of the silence and started back towards the manor. Harry followed and as soon as they reached Bruce's office again, Harry said he was going to bed and left. Bruce nodded knowingly at his reaction and sat down his chair and instantly noticed four things on his desk. A batarang, his own Batarang to be more specific. A Wing-Ding, Nightwing's batarang, and a r-shaped shuriken of Damian's. Next to all of this, Bruce saw a post-it note. Written on it: of course I would love to join and fight crime. When can I get a vehicle and my own suit. – Nightlock. Chuckling to himself, Bruce thought, we will make a detective out of you yet Hadrian.

London, England

5:54 p.m. GST, July 20, 2007

After tracking down some muggleborn wizards and witches, Lucius was able to find and explore Diagon Ally. He was able to get his hands on an amulet that allowed him to access and view the magic of the Ally. The trinket also allowed him to avoid the muggle-repelling ward. Lucius bought out an entire building directly in front of the The Leaky Cauldron and ordered an insane amount of research equipment in order to find out all he could about this new form of energy.

Lucius was able to successfully contract the muggleborns he tracked down into jobs for helping research magic. Not only did they have a great deal of starting knowledge, but they could also help Lucius understand the theory and other ideas about the workings of magic. It was good for the muggleborns as they could obviously stay out of the corrupt British magical world by working for a mundane company in Wayne Enterprises; the muggleborns could also still use their magic that they spent a better part of a decade learning.

Having acquired such personnel and learning so much information. Lucius indeed confirmed to Bruce that there was more than just a community, it was a whole magical city packed into the physical space of a pub. Lucius and his employees decided to come up with a manuscript of their findings and publish them in the magical world and send a copy to Bruce to hopefully share with Hadrian.

New York, New York, United States of America

Unknown, May, 2008

After being put in one of the more premier private schools and thriving under its tutelage, Hadrian had started making a name for himself. His martial arts training started 6 months ago during his winter break and Bruce's scavenger hunts kept his detective skills honed. While Harry still wasn't allowed in the field, and probably wouldn't for another couple of years, Harry was able to design his suit and vehicle. His suit covered his body with light armor, it was configured for maximum finesse and agility. The armor was colored in black of course, and had swirls of purple accenting the armor. Harry thought to himself that he would look damn intimidating in a couple of years.

New York, New York, United States of America

7:34 p.m. EST, August 3, 2009

Harry's 10th birthday had just passed a couple days ago, and from the whole family he received vigilante gear. From Bruce, a nuclear powered grappling gun, capable of reaching targets over a thousand feet away, Dick gave him his own set of batarangs. The color matched his own suit of armor and weighted edges to deal more damage to surrounding tissue when someone was unfortunate enough to be on the receiving end.

Damian got his hands on an old text that described the mannerisms and actions required of nobles from the 15th century. Damian explained that the Court of Owls could be anywhere and knowing how to act around them would probably save his life. Alfred as a joke got Harry a first aid kit and sewing, saying he was tired of repairing torn suits and bodies.

Harry's introduction party into the elite of Gotham was coming soon as well as his introduction into the Justice League. Bruce couldn't introduce him earlier because Batman had only just joined after some of the other league member had convinced him. Harry was a lot more nervous to meet the Justice League than Gotham's elite. Snobbish, rich kids he could handle, it would be meeting other people like himself and his family that would put him on edge. He was afraid that Bruce would find someone else to replace himself.

On his birthday, Bruce had told him separately of a man by the name of Dumbledore and how he had come for Harry almost two years ago. Bruce also then told Harry about Gringotts, the magical world, the Ministry of Magic and Diagon Ally. Since Bruce didn't know too much about Hogwarts yet, Bruce decided not to bother Harry with the information yet.

AN: A couple of things story wise; I modeled the Batcave after the Batcave in Dark Knight Rises and the Batman vs Dracula movie. Hadrian's armor is modeled after "iron banner hunter armor" from Bungie's Destiny. Just google that for a visual as I didn't know how to describe it. Instead of wolves it'll be bats, you will know what I'm talking about when you see it. I haven't decided for the vehicle just yet. Not a lot of dialogue, I just didn't feel like putting in that kind of effort.