Harry Potter-Wayne??

☋ The big day, or should I say night ☋

Harry's Pov:

This is it, I'm driving/flying on Sirius's old motorcycle and I am close to Gotham City. I can't believe I'm actually leaving. I wrote to the Dursley's that they wouldn't see me ever again, I could practically hear them leaping with joy when I was writing the letter. After awhile I finally make it to Gotham City. I drive down to the apartment complex and park my motorcycle, as a precaution I put a leather band with runes that will deter any thiefs. I thought it would be smart, considering the apartment complex is in Park Row, nicknamed 'crime ally'. I head up to my apartment and enter using the key and take a look at the apartment. It isn't much, but it's something. I go into the bedroom and find a queen bed, with Queen bed sheets. 'I knew Sirius liked the band, but I didn't think he'd like them so much that he would sleep on a picture of them'. I am too tired to change the bed sheets, I cast a tempus and find that it's 2:37 am, and change into a baggy shirt and pajama pants and lay down, falling asleep shortly after.

Jason's Pov:

It was 2:35 am, and I saw lights on in the apartment. I find that weird because of as of now there hasn't been a tenant there since 1979. I run to Tim's room and ask him "Hey Timbo, can you pull up the tenant records for apartment 9 in the Arrion Complex?". Sure, but why?" he responded with. "Because I saw lights on." "Really? Alright, it says here the last tenant was Sirius Orion Black, but he died 23 hours ago. The new tenant is now his godson, Harry James Potter." "Thanks Tim" I say as I walk out of his room and think to myself 'who would want to move here?' I hear Tim running after me and while out of breath he tells me "The guy changed his last name, it's now Evans." My eyes widen, there hasn't been an Evans here since Greive Evans, and he died 18 years ago.

Harry's Pov:

I wake up at 5:00 am, something I got used to doing at the Dursley's and never stopped doing. "Might as well go see if there are any lawyers here." I say to myself as I get dressed in a white button up, navy blue dress pants, black leather dress shoes, and a leather jacket Sirius got me for my birthday, I also grab my helmet, and a muggle dna test, just to be safe. I wonder if changing my last name to my mother's maiden name was the right idea, eh I'll deal with what happens. I hop on my bike and ride around trying to find a law firm, until I spot one, the Marconi firm (a/n that is not a real law firm in Gotham City, I just made it up). I see that it won't be open for another half hour, so I head over to the Cafe next door and get a coffee. I wait in line for maybe five minutes and order a small iced black coffee and a orange cranberry muffin. I pay for my order and when I get it I sit down at a table. After I'm done I head over and see if the firm is open yet, I find that it is. I walk to the front desk. "HI, I'm new in town and my family has a business here, and I was wondering if I could contact the current boss and talk about the situation". The secretary looks up at me and then back down to his computer "name and business name please." " Harry, Harry Evans,  and the business is called Evans Inc., I believe it specializes in furniture." I respond, I notice he looks shocked. Before I can say anything he calls someone "Andrew, there is someone who claims to be an Evans here, mhm, yeah, thank you. Mr Ross will be down shortly, have a seat". "Thank you" I sit down and wait patiently. After three minutes a man in a tan suit comes out of the elevator. He talks with the nice man at the front desk, they talk for a bit, then the desk guy points to me. The lawyer walks to me with an out stretched hand and I stand up "Andrew Ross" He says as he shakes my hand. " Hi, I'm Harry Evans" it's his turned to look shocked, even if it's only for a moment "I'm sorry but I need to make sure you actually are an Evans" he tells me. I nod in understanding, pulling out the DNA test and handing it to him. "The company belonged to my great uncle Greive, when he died my mother inherited it, and now that she died, I've inherited it." I say as he looks at the paper. "I'm sorry for your loss, we can go over the company now if you want?" After he tells me that we walk up to his office.
                                     THREE HOURS LATER

Whew, that was a lot. We got in contact with the person who was currently running it and she agreed that it would be fine that I took over as the owner. After that I remember that I got to get groceries, so I get on my motorcycle and head over to a Romanian grocery store named Anton's. Not many people now this, actually nobody else nows this, but I learnt Romanian and how to cook Romanian food while at Hogwarts. "Buna ziua domnule( hello sir)" I say to the person behind the cash register. "Tu vorbesti romaneste?(you speak Romanian)". "Da, a iau(yes, I do). After the conversation with Anto I start to shop for ingredients. After a while I pay and go home to put the groceries in the fridge, now how much I eat, they'll probably last me two months, not including leftovers.

Dick's Pov:

When I got home I must've still  been shocked at what I saw at Anton's because Jason asked me if I was ok. "There was a guy who spoke fluent Romanian at Anton's, said he was new and lived in Park Row." Jason looked shocked, when I asked him what was wrong he told me that the guy I met was probably a guy named Harry Evans. "We have to tell Bruce"

(1777 words, sorry if it's short, I lost motivation and have only been coming back to writing recently.)