HP:The power of oa

Harry was brought out from his meditative jog when an owl approached him and landed on his shoulder, followed by three more that landed on a nearby bench. He looked at John and Katma in confusion, but their silence confirmed that they did not know either. He opened one envelope and started reading it, his eyes widening in surprise.

Salem Institute of Magic

Dear Mr. Wayne...

Zatanna kept pacing back and forth as Dr. Fate looked on, and Harry thought he was smiling behind that mask. "You guessed right, Harry" Fate said, his voice had a humorous tone.

"It's that mind thing again right? Legillimency?" Harry asked and Dr. Fate nodded and responded. "The opposite of that is Occlumency, which you must learn immediately."

As soon as he received the letters, he showed it to Bruce, who then requested the league's two most powerful magic users to come and confirm this. However Zatanna did not know that Harry Wayne was Harry Potter, as she had just joined last month, and Harry was called Apollo then. Dr. Fate as usual said nothing, only answering when directly spoken to.

"There's even a Harry Potter memorial day! Your birthday!" said Zatanna, she had been a student at Salem, then received extra powers from a magical artifact, increasing her skill and wisdom. She had heard the tale of Harry Potter since she was 13.

"So, Salem, Beauxbatons, or Hogwarts?" Harry asked. He did not consider Durmstrang, for the location of the school was too cold, but he did not count out Beauxbatons since he knew French. At first Diana vehemently opposed the idea of her son studying at a Magic school, but she finally relented after Harry, Bruce and Zatanna pleaded with her . She wanted to see Harry develop his full powers, to help him get stronger when it was time to join the league.

"It is your decision, Harry, and yours alone to make." Dr. Fate replied to his question.

"For some weird reason, I feel that at Hogwarts calls to me, crying out for help and justice. I feel that my help will be needed there." Harry said, he knew he sounded corny, but he was surprised that no one laughed.

"You are attuned to the cosmic forces, Harry Potter, it shall help you well" Dr. Fate said, admiring his decision, and even expecting it?

"Right so what about lessons in this magic?" Harry asked, he was also excited at this new power, maybe he could finally join the league and hang out with the others.

Harry was a prodigy of magic, Zatanna declared. She was making sure Harry did not use his lantern powers, and he didn't. She decided to test his wandless skills, not expecting any results, but he took to it like water. Harry said it was very similar to his lantern magic, only needing willpower, intent and focus to accomplish the task. He was very similar to Bruce when it comes to studying, devouring the magical books Zatanna and Dr. Fate brought him. At breakfast, both Bruce and Harry would read different papers but with the same focus and frown in the forehead, forever amusing Alfred and Diana.

Even though Harry did not call Bruce dad in public, he was his primary father figure, next to Clark. He picked up his habits as he observed him when he was young, on parties and other events. When they walked together, their postures were so alike, that one would have mistaken them as father and son. And whenever Diana visited, they looked like a complete family.

July 31, Bruce Wayne's private island, somewhere in the Pacific Ocean

The sound of the waves made Harry sleepy as he looked out at the sea. He always loved the beach and its tranquility, and if allowed he would spend hours playing in the sand and surf. Around him were various heroes hanging out, out of their costumes and into their shorts and bikinis. As usual Bruce and Diana were flirting again but kept dancing around each other afraid to admit their feelings. It had been going on for 6 hours!

Harry closed his eyes and grumbled at hearing Diana laugh at Bruce's joke. It was not even funny, Batman always made bad jokes. "Honestly", he grumbled "They should just get married and make babies already and I'll ask Circe and Apollo to kick Hippolyta's ass if she said no"

It was suddenly quiet and he opened his eyes to find every pair of eyes looking at him. "Did I say that out loud? Soo... Ooops?" He said, and the league snickered at first and then most fell on to the sand, laughing hard. They wanted to say those words for so long, but lacked the nerve. Clark was likely drunk again, as he was laughing over the top, rolling at the sand. Whoever said Kryptonite was Superman's weakness was an idiot. Just invite superman to drink half a bottle of light or Kolsch beer and he'll be drunk for the next 30 minutes, laughing at everything you say and then throw up.

Bruce and Diana were blushing red while Bruce gave his best Batglare at Harry, 'your ass is mine' clearly conveyed in them. Deciding that a tactical retreat is in order, Harry ran towards the bigger bulkier league members like Aquaman, hiding from the Batglare and the Amazonian pout of doom.

Absolute power corrupts absolutely' – something I heard or read somewhere.

Harry dragged his feet, he was tired already from the day's shopping and he still had to get his wand. Kara and Zatanna were with him, drawing odd looks from the crowds because of their loud voices. "I'm hungry, can we have a break first?" Harry asked the two, who upon learning that all expenses for that day were paid by billionaire Bruce Wayne, bought more clothes than was required, half of them for their own wardrobes.

"In a minute Harry" Kara said as she eyed a new shirt. "Harry come over here and try this one on" she said. When Harry refused to move and pretended to read a warning sign that said slippery when wet, she grabbed him gently by his arm and pulled him to the direction of the changing cubicles. She pushed him inside tossing a few shirts still in their coat hangers and closed the door at his complaining face.