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Arkham Asylum, is a Dark and dank place. Filled with Darkest and evils villains in Gotham. So how did Harry Potter, the savior of the wizarding world get here? Well it started over a year ago...

FlashBacks~

Harry James Potter is tired. He is tired of the fans, the paparazzi and in general the wizarding world. And in so he left, and decided to go finish his muggle education. He applied to college and gained a degree in phycology, and became a psychiatrist.

In the last few months he's been working as psychiatrist in New York.

"Dr. Potter, please come to the main office, Dr. Potter come in to the main office please," The income said. Harry got up from his desk and pulled his hair up into a bun and pushed up his glasses the were falling off his nose.  Over the  years  before  in hiding  and hunting for Horcruxes his hair has grown longer and he decided to keep it that way. His face was heart shaped and soft, and was moon pale. He exchange his ugly circler glasses for rimless rectangular glasses. His almond shaped eyes made his green orbs stand out but with rimless glasses, they seemed bigger than normal.  His pink pouty lips stood out from his skin, making them look darker than normal.

Harry walked out of his office and passed the break room, and rolled his eyes as he heard a wolf whistle and gave a pointed look to one of his co-workers who was looking up and down, he  shook his head, letting loose a few hairs. He continued walking before knocking on the door, hearing a faint "Come in" he opened and let himself in. The room itself was a standard office with grey carpeting, a Big window behind the desk. He sat in one of the two chairs in front of the office.

"You wanted to see me, Mr. Horswell," he asked putting a hair behind his head and looked at the man in front of him. He cleared his throat before speaking: "Yes, Mr.Potter, as you are my best psychiatrist, I had another place offer for you to go, they will offer double pay, to help heal this one person..." He started to trail off, before looking back at Harry. "Would you like to go?" Harry thought about for a moment before nodding thinking what could possibly go wrong.

"Great! We have an apartment for you in the city and you will be starting next week," He said happily and Harry started to worry in what he just sighed up to. "So where are am I going?" He asked the happy man.

"Gotham."

Flashback end~\

Harry looked at the dark and rusted place. He swallowed the lump of nervousness and continued walking with his box in hand up to the gate. ~Identification Please~ The little income at the front said.

"Harry James Potter," He responded. A little buzz called out and he walked in to the know open gate. He continued walking when an officer stopped him.

"You follow me," They said after looking at the ID card on Harry's coat. Harry swallowed and continued walking. The front door opened and Harry followed the man until they stopped at a door that said 'Harleen Quinzel & Harry Potter'. Harry thanked the officer before opening the door with ID card and got in. He looked inside of the office and sees two desks, opposite of each other on each side of the room, each side filled with filing cabinets.

"Hello!" Harry yelped as he is suddenly has a face full of blonde in his face. "Sorry! I didn't mean to scare ya!" A girl with a New Jersey accent said. She had platinum blonde hair and baby blue eyes. She held out her hand and said "I'm Harleen Quinzel! Nice to meet you!" Harry smiled at her and held his box with one hand and shook her hand with the other.

"I'm Harry James Potter, it's a pleasure to work with you," He responded. "ooh British I like it, oh! what do you do to your that it looks so shiny may I touch it?" She started to babble on, Harry nodded and she touched it and squealed at how soft it is. "Sorry, well anyways, what let you to be working in Arkahm?" She asked as she continued to pet his hair.

Harry maneuvered away and put his box on his desk and turned around, and leaned against it. "Well at my old office they said they were gonna move me here, and give me double pay for helping one patient," He responded, and moved a piece of his hair away from his face.

"Oh really? Who is it?" Harry shrugged before looking at his desk which held a file, that JOKER In big red letters. He furrowed his eyebrows before  sitting down.

"Hey I'm going to get coffee, do you wan't any?" Harleen asked, from the door. Harry looked up and smiled at her and nodded. She took that as a yes and left leaving him to look at the file. Harry took out a lamp from his box and looked around for outlet. Plugging it he turned it on and soft yellow light colored the brown file. Opening it he looked at the crazed photos of a man with green hair and clown makeup.

"Alright, what kind of nut job do I have," He mumbled before taking out a notebook and pencil. Writing down the facts he looked at the almost blank file.

Name: Unkown (Alias Napier, Jack/Joker).

Patient Number: 42540

Threat Assignment: Severe

Treatment-Ranking: 6-Hostile.

Medical: Patient is in excellent physical health despite his skin being permanently bleached. His hair turned Green after being exposed to a vast amount of chemicals.

He frowned and closed the file. Taking off his glasses hr rubbed his face before putting his glasses back on and putting the file in the filing cabinet. Checking the time on his watch it said 7:30 AM. Looking at the schedule he was given he sees sessions at 8:45 am - 12:50 pm.

Harry stood up and and grabbed a hair tye and put his braid into a braided bun, and opened his box. Taking out his laptop he placed it on the desk, he took out a stackable cork board and place it on the wall. Taking out a pin he placed the schedule on it, and next to it a calendar. Taking out a pencil holder he put it next to hid laptop and put some pens and pencils. He put his extra notebooks and put them in the desk drawer.

Harry looked up when the door opened and in came Harleen with coffee. "Here you go," she said handing him the coffee. "I didn't know what you liked so I made it my way," she shrugged. Harry tried it and smiled. Checking the time again it was already 8:00.

"So, who did you get?" She asked as she took a sip of her coffee. Harry's face turned rather grim. "I got the Joker," Harleen's face paled and she looked at him with pitying eyes. He shrugged before responding, "Well, it's my job to make sure he get better, and really can't do much about it," He responded, when there was a knock on the door. "Harry James Potter, we are here to take you to your session," and rough voice called out. Harry waved Harleen goodbye before leaving the office and walking out. They passed by various cells, etch of them wold whistled or cat called but Harry payed them no mined. His coat did nothing to cover his hourglass figure.

Standing in front of a bolted down door the officer removed all locks before opening it letting Harry in. He walked inside the dull gray room, where this only one window open which had bars on it, reminding him of his second year where the Dursley put bars on his windows.

They're on a white bolted down desk sat a green haired man, with a straight jacket on making him immovable. The man was staring at the table and Harry cleared hi through, making the man head shot up to look at him. The man then smiled.

Harry walked to the chair and sat down. "Hello, Joker. I am your psychiatrist Dr. Potter. We will be seeing each other for awhile, so it's better to introduce ourselves now." he said calmly taking out his notebook and pencil. The Joker only stared at Harry, unfortunately for him Harry was immune to the unnerving stare. Harry sighed.

"How about we make a Deal," He could see Joker visibly peak out in interest. "How about I ask you a question and you can ask me one," He said and Joker smirked.

"Well, Dr.Potter, I sectionally like this deal." Harry startled by his voice looked up from his notebook. He smiled before asking: "How about we ask you about your childhood," Joker's smile got wider.

"Well, my mother was a very sick, so I helped her all I can as she continued to believe that we live in a wonderful happy life. and well my father was a good old fashioned drunk and he enjoyed beating me." He finished with cackle as Harry continued to write down what he said.

"Okay, thank you. Now you may ask me a question." Harry said when he finished writing, he pulled back a strand of hair and joker looked at the faded lightning scar on his head.

"How... did you get that scar...?" He questioned looking at faded scar. Harry sighed before answering.

"When I was baby, there was a terrorist attack going on during the time. My family were in hiding as the terrorist were looking for them. On October 31st, the terrorist found our living arrangements. They first killed my father, and then my mother as she was pleading for my life. he killed not knowing one of his bullets hit a rusty pillar. As he was about to kill me the roof caved in and left me with this scar. He was gravely injured and had to run away." Harry responded before a huff of breath.

There was knock on the door and the officer called. Harry stood a grabbed his notebook when Joker said, "Has anyone told you how beautiful you are?" Harry looked at him startled. "No, but thank you." he said quickly before heading out the door, and Jokers only response was a laugh filled with insanity.

Harry walked out of the room notebook clutched in his hand. Ignoring the calls and laughs of the prisoners he took a deep breath before manning his card on the scanner and opening the office door.

"Hey, how did it go?" Harleen asked from her chair as she pulled back from her desk. "It wen't surprisingly well..." he breathed out before blobbing himself down on his chair. Placing his notebook in the drawer he stood up. "Wan't to get lunch?" He asked at Harleen who fixing her hair. She nodded and they Both wen't to he staff room.

After and hour of eating they walked back to there office. Harleen to get ready for her session and Harry to leave. Grabbing his notebook and a small bag he brought with him, he took off his coat and took down his bun. Fixing his braid he waved good-bye to Harleen before walking out of the Office. Walking to entrance he walked out of the gate not noticing dark green eyes watching him from a cell window.

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4 months have past, since the essential sessions for the Joker, and that has been the longest time the Joker has ever stayed in Arkahm ever recorded. The police started to get suspicious as the infamous Joker has not broken out yet.

May 16, Friday.

"Harry!"

Was a shout as Harleen entered the office in excitement. "I don't have any sessions today and as you just finished yours I was thinking, how about we go out and get lunch. Not like a date! I know you're gay, but what about as friend!" She said jumping around. He stared at her amused and shook his head and put the file into the cabinet.

"Sure, let me get my bag and we can go," She smiled and Harry grabbed his bag and let out his bun. He started to think about the session he had a few minutes ago and frowned.

The Joker was an odd phenomenon to Harry. He always complimented him and gave him some sort of look that he couldn't quite put his finger on. He always questioned Harry scars and it worried him of what the Joker would do with the information. He tried giving as bear minimum, no names, just events.

He shook his head packed his notebook and turned his head to Harleen. He shook off the essential coat you must wear and wrapped the bag around him. The leather bag had a rather long string and was used as a purse, even though Harry added some expansion charms so he could fit more things (Like his lunch, Potions, and wand). He was wearing a rather tight black shirt that fitted his form, with a grey jacket over it, he was also wearing some white yoga pants, and also he was wearing some black flats. Walking to the door wear Harleen was waiting he closed the door.

"Let's go" .

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One Taxi drive later they arrive at a small restaurant. The restaurant had an outside patio and was rather dim, but cozy.  Opening the front door they wen't inside the, getting a seat by the TV.

"So, how is your session with... him," Harleen said discreetly. Harry bit his lip before taking a sip of water. "Well, he is surprisingly not as threatening as you'd think. He is a bit well... wrong in the brain but what do you expect, but he is oddly being very nice to me. Though today was rather weird. He kept looking at me in rather... interesting ways. He was smiling more than usual today too..." He responded not really knowing what to say. Looking down at the menu he looked it over but stopped when he heard a loud blaring alarm. Hit head shot up to the TV.

"Hello, this is Susan Cray hear reporting you the News. Arkham Asylum has been broken out of by the infamous Joker. I warn you all to stay inside and to not leave. Be very careful if you are outside, and get inside quickly. Now that's all the news for today"

Harry looked at Harleen with discrete worry. Emerald green clashed with baby blue and they both looked outside. The restaurant they chose isn't that far from Arkahm Asylum as they were rather hungry and decided to get food in a place close by. They saw a bright green and purple helicopter leaving from the old Asylum. Standing up he opened the door, Harleen on his tail. "Harry! Where are you going!" She yelled out as he forcefully opened the door and looked up at the opposing flying vehicle.

"I have to go..." He whispered. "Harry, what are you talking about!" The blonde said catching up to him as he began walking faster. The blue eyed woman finally catches Harry's arm making him turn around. She looked at the worry and fear inside the vibrant green eyes.

She looks up at the Helicopter that is headed straight at them. Slowly the maniacal face of the Joker appeared. Harry's hair which was in a bun was now flowing in the wind. The copter float about a meter off the grown and the green haired menace, climbed down to the ground and said:

"Let's go home, honey"

Yay I finally updated! Sorry I haven't updated I'm just lazy at this point. And busy also.