#age-up

Damian Wayne had always lived in the shadow of his legacy. The son of Bruce Wayne, the grandson of Ra’s al Ghul, and the heir to the League of Assassins, Damian had known nothing but training, discipline, and expectations. But in the midst of Gotham's dark streets, there was a light that he couldn’t ignore.

Jonathan Kent. The son of Superman, the embodiment of hope, warmth, and power. Jonathan had everything that Damian didn’t: a normal upbringing, a family who cared for him, and an undeniable belief in the good of the world. Where Damian saw the world through a lens of cold realism, Jonathan saw it through an optimistic filter.

It wasn’t supposed to work. Damian’s brooding nature and Jonathan’s sunny disposition were a clash of worlds, a storm waiting to happen.

But that’s where it all started—at the Justice League Tower, a routine meeting turned into something neither of them could explain.

It was a simple thing at first. Jonathan had offered Damian a friendly smile while the group gathered for their mission briefing. Damian hadn’t thought much of it—after all, Jonathan was always overly enthusiastic, and Damian had always kept his distance from the younger heroes.

That was until the mission. A simple rescue turned complicated. Jonathan had been knocked out, and Damian had been forced to cover him, even though he’d been reluctant. At first, there was no acknowledgment of the moment. They did their jobs, as always. But something about the quiet after the fight was different. Damian couldn’t stop looking at Jonathan.

They were sitting side by side on a rooftop afterward, the chaos of the day dying down around them. Jonathan was nursing a cut on his cheek, and Damian’s usual icy stare softened for just a moment.

"You’re a good fighter," Jonathan said, breaking the silence, his voice carrying warmth that Damian couldn’t ignore.

Damian raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing. "I don't need your praise."

Jonathan smirked, brushing off the comment. "I wasn’t giving it to you, I was stating a fact."

Damian’s lips twitched. It wasn’t often someone had the nerve to speak to him like that, and it made something stir in his chest.

"I think..." Jonathan hesitated, his fingers brushing a lock of hair away from his face. "I think you’re more like me than you want to admit."

Damian scoffed, turning away to look out over the city. "You're wrong."

"I don’t think I am," Jonathan replied softly. He leaned closer, his shoulder brushing Damian's. "You push people away, but that doesn't mean you don’t care. It just means you don’t know how to let people in."

For a long moment, Damian didn’t answer. He could hear Jonathan’s heartbeat, the gentle pulse of someone who didn’t fear the world around them. It made his own heart feel like it was in turmoil, twisting with emotions he didn’t know how to name.

Finally, he spoke, his voice quieter than usual. "I don't know how to... trust anyone."

Jonathan smiled, that quiet, knowing smile that made something in Damian’s chest ache. "I can teach you," he said, his voice full of hope, yet something more—something softer. "But you have to want to let me in."

Damian met his gaze then, really meeting it, and for the first time, he saw Jonathan for everything he was: not just the son of Superman, but a person—a person who understood him in ways no one ever had.

Chapters: 13/13 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, Death & Harry Potter, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter, Sirius Black & Harry Potter, Remus Lupin & Harry Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort Characters: Harry Potter, Death (Harry Potter), Hermione Granger, Cedric Diggory, Tom Riddle, Albus Dumbledore, Severus Snape, Draco Malfoy, Original Characters, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Ron Weasley Additional Tags: Tags Contain Spoilers, Eventual Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, This time it's going to be a real slowburn, Slytherin Harry Potter, aged-up harry potter, Master of Death Harry Potter, Powerful Harry Potter, Manipulative Albus Dumbledore, kind of time travel?, Read it you will understand, Pureblood Politics (Harry Potter), Dark Magic, POV Harry Potter, Triwizard Tournament, Sane Tom Riddle, Young Tom Riddle, Morally Grey Harry Potter, Harry Potter is a Little Shit, Harry Potter is So Done, Bisexual Harry Potter, Explicit Sexual Content, In later chapters - Freeform, Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Minor Cedric Diggory/Harry Potter, Minor Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, background Sirius Black/Remus Lupin - Freeform, Sirius Black & Remus Lupin Live, Nagini is a little shit, BAMF Harry Potter, Mutual Pining, Wizengamot (Harry Potter), A little Ron bashing in the first chapter!, Temporary Character Death, Crazy Albus Dumbledore, Fanart, in chapter six! Summary:

When Harry's name comes out of the Goblet of Fire, he is livid. He didn't bloody want to join a deadly tournament, but it seems like no one believes him, so he swears a wizarding oath.

Now everyone believes him, but he still isn't excused from the tournament. Almost on the point of wanting to give up on his magic, Death interferes because Death's chosen child can't lose his magic.

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''This is why you are going to be perfect.''  Death almost croons, making Harry blush.  ''If you're going with me to train, you will be back in no time. Time travels differently in my realm.'' 

Harry nods. He suspected something like that. ''Then I will go with you to train. It is only fair. The others are older and have more experience.''

My preliminary design of teenage Mabel and Dipper! 

I like the idea of Mabel changing her hairstyle, also I’m pretty sure she would wear a lot of self-made jewellery.