Deathstroke didn't have to. He really didn't have to. Finding a small black haired and blue eyed boy on the grimy streets of Gotham was never part of the plan. Taking him wasn't either. Raising him was out of the question. But here he was, Deathstroke the Terminator, raising a wisecracking apprentice who could simultaneously make the mercenary proud and get on his every nerve. Deathstroke trained the boy, trained him well. But something made him hesitate, something like fear. Deathstroke would never admit it, never out loud anyway, but in all his years of killing and living up to his name... he didn't want to lose that boy. Overprotective was never in Deathstrokes vocabulary, but this boy was different, he could work wonders. Disclaimer; I own nothing but the plot Reverse Batfam AU Renegade AU Court of Owls AU NOT SLADIN Also warning for violence, abuse, panic attacks in some chapters, increasing severity of angst as book continues, and a few mentions of rape and suicidal thoughts.

Voldemort didn't just give Harry some of his powers that night. He gave him all his memories. With them, his allies,and his friends Harry shall change the Wizarding World like no one ever before. This book does not belong to me it belongs to Blueowl on FanFiction.net. If asked by Blueowl I will take this story down. If that happens and you are reading this story you can find it again on FanFiction.net.