HP:The power of oa

The medical staff instatntly went to work, while Batman and Wonder Woman looked on, with John Stewart beside them. Batman's eyes were as keen as ever and spotted a crumpled letter in the child's left hand, a used green crayon on his right. He gently pried both of the little tike's hands and spread it out to read. He frowned and tossed it to Diana before stalking towards the command center.

"What got his pants up tight?" Wally asked, as he appeared beside Diana and John.

"This" Diana said, holding the small paper. She, Wally, and John read what made Batman so mad. The letter was written in green crayon, with a child's handwriting.

Dear Santa,

I am writing for three days now in my cupboard, and you do not answer my letters. I know I am a bad freak and you have to visit the good boys first, but maybe you can give me some bread? I am very hungry now and aunt petunia locked my cupboard I cannot cook in the kitchen. I am very hungry and cold, plis send me a blanket, it does not need to be like dudleys thick red one. I am getting really sleepy and tired now, and my nails keep turning blue. I will wait for your reply. My stomach hurts more often now. Maybe hot water too? To help warm me... hungry cold... merry kristmas Santa

Harry Poter

Tears dropped on the letter from Diana's face and she hugged John Stewart as she sobbed; she could not believe one so pure and innocent would even be harmed in Man's world. The letter was passed from one league to another, and it dampened the festive mood of the holidays.

Superman was holding a metal rail as he leaned there, looking at the Earth. As he read the letter he noticed the metal handrail was crushed in his grip, and he was surprised, he never felt rage before.

"Come in" The executive league members minus Shayera walked inside to the conference room where John Stewart waited. "I have requested this meeting to tell you about the boy and how he came here." John said, as the 5 original league members sat themselves.

"A few hours ago I received a mental pulse used by the guardians of Oa, stating that he would send someone to us that needed immediate help. Imagine my surprise when the boy passed through enveloped with lantern energy. I then realized that the last guardian used up all his power to send this boy to me. That is all I know." The others contemplated this while Diana spoke. "Such a courageous guardian, to sacrifice himself to save the little one, still what is special about the child that a guardian himself went to him?"

"It is something we have yet to determine, although I sense some power in the child."Jonn Jones said. "But where will he go?" asked John, he would adopt the kid if he had too.

"I will adopt him" Batman suddenly said from the corner. Diana smiled and sent Bruce a beaming gaze, causing him to look away. "Agreed" Superman said, and then added. "Although I must insist on something Bruce, I demand visitation rights on Wayne manor every now and then." Bruce smiled at this, surprising everyone. The meeting was adjourned with rounds of Merry Christmas passed around in greeting.

Harry woke up feeling rested and warm, and he sighed. Santa must have heard his letters and had come through for him. He looked around, and noticed everything he saw was much clearer now. He jumped of the bed and looked around the weird white room, careful not to touch the beeping equipment. He saw pretty buttons on the wall, and started playing with them until a walled slid to the side revealing a long corridor. He walked along the corridor, barefoot wearing white pajamas he assumed that Santa must have given him. They fit for once and he shouted with glee.

"I'm in Santa's house!" Little Harry yelled with glee until a green man phased through the wall. "AAAAAAAHHH..." Harry freaked out but stopped when the green man spoke to him.

"I knew you were awake" the green man said with a smile.

"Are you ahhhh..." Harry asked, then began to think. He got it. He saw on the telly once about aliens. "A martian! Are you a martian?"

"Yes" Jonn Jones said, amused.

"Oh" Harry replied, then he said "You were the one that helped me right?" He asked as they walked.

"Yes, I am one of the people who rescued you. Now I'm sure you're hungry, let's go back to the medical wing so the doctors can feed you." Jonn replied.

Harry scrunched up his nose thinking seriously before he glanced up at the Green Martian and said in a solemn small voice "Thank you." Jonn nodded and continued to walk with him.

They were interrupted by a panicking princess who upon spotting Harry breathed a sigh of relief. "Harry! Never do that again! You made us worry!" Diana said, she did not know her voice was a bit loud and instantly regretted it when she saw how Harry reacted. He was crunched into a little ball in the corner and his arms were up shielding his torso and face, expecting to be hit. "Please mam I'm sorry don't hurt me!" Little Harry cried out, and Diana also cried with him.

Five years later:

He was running away flat out, and thirteen year old Kara was about to catch him when he jumped and was suddenly gone. Kara looked around, floating in the docking bay of the watchtower in panic as she lost her playmate. She heard a giggle and relaxed knowing he was safe, but how in Smallville's name did he manage it?

She traced the source of the sound and saw Harry standing near the exit. She raised an eyebrow, knowing that playing outside docking bay 4 was not allowed. Harry raised his eyebrows mocking her and then the young boy narrowed his eyes, imitating Batman's super glare. With a cheeky smile he ran outside to the cafeteria as he usually did when he visited the Watchtower to chat with other league members.