Harry's found family

First rule of fight club... put the games down.

Harry was reading a book, it had taken him a while to actually learn to read when he had come to Hogwarts, but he did enjoy it. Hermione had taught him, owling her mother and father for the muggle reader. He was reading about magic, and gods. He thought the idea of Loki was cool, even if he knew Loki didn't exist. He was a trickster god, which sounded a lot like the Weasley Twins. He would miss them. They always knew how to make him laugh... which sometimes involved Ron and Spiders. He looked up when someone entered the room, it was Dick. "Hi, Richard." Dick looked at him, in what Harry thought might be annoyance, but Harry didn't care. He wasn't sure about him. So far, he liked Mr. Pennyworth, and he didn't hate Damien. He sort of enjoyed being near Tim, he was nice and wasn't a maniac... even with the 29 different cups of coffee, but he hadn't spent much time with anyone else. Most of the girls had homes, or just weren't here, and the ones that were, avoided him. He didn't mind that, it gave him space. "Harry, we are going to see what you got. I am going to teach you how to fight, so that you never have to worry about anyone, again. It is not up for debate." Harry looked at him, before nodding. "Ok, sure."
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Holy mother of Merlin... this was exhausting. He could barely move in normal circumstances, and he was excepted to do tucks and rolls, while dodging stuff? Who did Dick think he was? A superhero? Harry did his best, trying not to show how much pain he was in, but if this kept up, he would need to hide for a few days to keep them from seeing the blood. He dodged another thing, keeping his face as passive as possible, it was easy, he was used to pain, but currently his body felt like it was in fire. He had ripped some of his newer scars open, and he knew that in a few minutes they'd start bleeding through. Still, Dick had yet to say a thing, having him dodge this way and that. Harry wanted to go back to reading...
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Jason walked into the training room, and instantly noticed Harry. The boy was doing good, considering he was bleeding from three long gashes on his back, how Dick hadn't noticed was beyond him, but he should probably give the kid a break... Games. Video games, that's the solution. "Hey, kid, wanna have some real fun?" Harry dodged the next ball and nodded. "Then follow me, I'm sure Dick here can handle you taking a break." Harry ince more nodded, following him. He led him to the game room. Set up for when they needed to relax. He pulled up Stardew, it wasn't exactly his favorite, but it would be relaxing for the kid, plus, the game wasn't half bad. He gave the kid the secondary controller, and started a new save file.