Aw11041 requested an Owl House AU literally last year I'm pretty sure and I've only just gotten around to it BUT I hope you like it!!

I made up Dick's coven because it's me and he's my special little guy - I imagine he's in the circus coven which puts together the illusion cove (to pull off really cool tricks) and oracle coven (so they can put on the best shows) - also Damian would totally be on track for the emperors coven the little shit and i could decide on Jasons so i thought it'd be cool that instead of dying he got trapped in the human realm and didn't get to choose a coven so he's all wild magic

Curiosity killed the cat was a phrase that Tim had always ignored. Advances in science and medicine happened because someone got curious about something so how on Earth could curiosity be bad? Well, it could be bad when a portal opens up in a forest and his brain decides to just head right on in without being sure where he was going to end up. He'd been wandering the forest of his new home for an hour before he saw the portal. The good part of having parents that were never home was the freedom to do whatever you wanted during the weekends as long as that thing wasn't spending time with your parents. So he'd decided to seize the day by exploring and that is how he promptly came across the portal.

It glowed within the darker denser part of the forest so it caught Tim's eye immediately. He didn't quite believe his eyes at first so he picked up a rock and threw it, watching in awe as it went through and landed on the other side. He couldn't see much of where it led. All he could see was a similar-looking woodsy scene although it was tinted with a slightly yellow hue. He approached it carefully, looking on either side of it and marvelling at how it appeared to be 2D whilst existing in a 3D place. It was fascinating, to say the least. Seeing as the rock had gone through just fine and was now sitting there on the ground, he decided to bite the bullet and put his hand through. It didn't feel any different. He tilted his head and put his whole arm through this time. Then, his confidence grew and he stepped all the way through.

Immediately, he could see the differences he'd missed from his initial look through the portal. Now he could see the sky which was a muted magenta with golden clouds. It looked like the perfect sunset but the sun was clear in the sky. His mouth hung open as he took it all in. Even the woods scene he'd seen on the other side of the portal now looked different when he was standing amongst it. The leaves were more saturated than the ones he knew and the ground was the colour of sand despite having the consistency of soil. He took out his phone to take a picture to truly confirm to himself that what he was seeing was real when he heard a voice behind him.

"I'm nearly there, stop complaining," it said. 

Tim froze for a second before his flight or fight kicked in and urged him to seek a hiding place. His eyes darted around and he ran behind a cluster of bushes with leaves tinged ochre. He crouched so he could see who was coming whilst not being noticed himself. 

"Well, maybe you should stop bragging about being on the Emperor's Coven path hey? You know my opinion on it kid, I can be proud whilst hating it."

From out of the portal stepped a man with ears pinched like an elf. He had a shoulder-length curly mullet, his hair jet black but his eyes a bright blue. His clothes were odd. They had a medieval style to them yet somehow still felt modern. He'd look right in a Renfaire situation rather than in an everyday setting. Blue seemed to be the main colour of the outfit and he wore a black broach with a blue V shape in the middle. In his off-hand was a long staff that was a few inches shy of his own height and sat on top was what seemed to be a blue hawk. Tim watched as he closed the portal, AKA his only way back, and roll his eyes at whoever he was on the phone with. The phone, Tim had come to notice, was in the shape of a crow.

"I know it's not your fault but he's allowed to be upset. I'll be there soon. Why don't you play with your palisman until I get there? No, I'm not calling you a baby I'm telling- aaaand he's hung up." The man huffed and made an aborted move to walk when he stopped with a curious hum. Tim held his breath. Had he been spotted? "Huh. Weird." Maybe he'd just felt like he was being watched. "Alright, Nightwing, why don't we head back before we have a murder on our hands?" The man dropped his staff where it stopped before hitting the ground and hovered horizontally. He got on and flew off.

"Woah," Tim muttered.

"Woah indeed!" He turned around and came face to face with the man he swore flew off. After receiving the fright of his life, his eyes rolled back and his body went limp. "Whoopsie."

Tim woke up slowly and had very little memory as to what happened before waking up. He remembered standing in a strange place but the memory looked like a watercolour painting he couldn't quite make out. Where ever he was, he knew that he was laying on something comfortable and he could hear people whispering.

"I don't like it. Look at its ears," a voice snapped. It was young, younger than himself. It also grated on him and he felt the urge to throw something at it.

"Them, Dami, it's them. Unless they say differently. Humans aren't too different from us anyway." That was the voice of the man he'd seen. "If you're following the beast-keeping path then you need to be nice to everything."

"I highly doubt that."

"Dick, they are gonna freak when they find out you kidnapped them." Another new one. This voice was closer to the man's voice he'd heard age wise but it matched the younger voice in contempt.

"Look at them though. The poor thing passed out when I tried to say hi."

"Did you do your illusion thing?" the older of the new voices asked. There was a long pause. "You've gotta stop doing that shit."

Tim unintentionally let out a groan as he attempted to open his eyes only to be met with a bright light. When he tried again, the light was dimmed and he was faced again with the man he'd seen in the woods. He took a moment to drag his eyes across the room. It was cluttered in a chaotically organised type of way as there appeared to be a pattern in the clusters. It also seemed that he was in a bedroom and he'd been put on the bed at the centre of the room. It was pretty comfortable and he wouldn't mind had he not woken up in a place he didn't know surrounded by strangers.

"Hi human, are you feeling okay?"

"Uhm, yeah?" he replied shyly. He didn't feel threatened by the man especially when he looked so concerned but he wasn't exactly comfortable with being in a place he didn't know. Behind the man stood the two owners of the voices, both staring at him intensely.

The small one, he assumed to be the owner of the young voice, was glaring at him. His hair was slicked back and slightly spikey, his eyes a piercing green and his ears pinched like the man. In fact, all their ears were pinched so Tim supposed it was just the norm here. He wore a navy blue tunic with a darker blue caplet pinned with a gold button. Peaking out from beneath the tunic were golden leggings and sleeves. He scowled at Tim like he was dirt on his newest sneakers.

The taller was the assumed owner of the other voice. His hair was black with a white streaked strand hanging between his eyebrows. His eyes were a similar shade of green although it was a touch lighter. He wore a red caplet that hid what appeared to be an old band t-shirt Tim couldn't recognise and paired it with black pants that were tucked into heavy-looking black boots.

"Sorry for the scare, human," the man apologised, his tone genuine. "I just wanted to introduce myself since you guys don't usually follow me back." Tim didn't say anything at first. Did the people in Gotham know there was a portal and creatures casually visiting them through it? He didn't remember reading that when he researched the history of the town.

"Grayson, how many times must I tell you not to venture to the human realm? You were bound to bring something home one of these days," the smallest of the trio huffed.

"Last time I checked, you were rather fond of the human trinkets I brought back," the man replied, smiling when the younger remained silent. "Now, human-"

"My name's Tim."

"Oh! Tim, nice to meet you. I'm Dick, that's Jason and the little one is Damian." Finally some names to the faces. "You followed me through the portal and then passed out so I thought I'd bring you home in case you needed healing but look at you! You're awake."

"Right well, I need to get home, my parents will come back eventually and they'll kill me if they can't find where I am," Tim explained. As fun as it was to discover new things, he was out of his depth here and he didn't know if he could handle any more weirdness.

"How can they kill you if they can't find you?" Jason asked with Dick nodding along agreeing with his logic.

"And if they kill you then surely you'd be better staying with us. Besides, you look too pale and you could do with some fat on those bones. Alfred would be happy to cater to you and Bruce will be fine with letting you stay," Dick assured him.

"Father is quite adept at taking in strays," Damian grumbled.

"Would you just-" he paused so he didn't lose his temper. "Can you please open the portal you used to travel to where I'm from?"

"Oh, I can't open the portals to the human realm," Dick said matter of factly. "I just sense when they open and usually I get there in time. Benefits of my combined coven huh? And B thought I was making a bad decision when I joined. Ha!"

"I'm sorry, can we roll back to you not being able to open the portals to the human realm?"

"Sorry, distracted. I can't open the portals. Think of it like the portals are birds and our realms are the bird feeder. Whilst we know the portals will always open, they do so at random just like we know a bird will always come to eat at the feeder but we'll never know when."

"What's the longest amount of time between the portals opening?" Tim asked, doing his best to keep himself from becoming hysterical.

"I got trapped there for a month one time, so a month," Dick explained. "You're actually lucky that you're with someone who can sense them otherwise you'd be like Jay over there and get trapped in the wrong realm for years- oh you're passing out again. I think he might be anaemic."

When Tim woke up for the second time in a place that still wasn't his home, he promptly felt a cold wash of fear as he came to realize he was trapped there for the time being. He could not be trapped here when he'd only lived in Gotham for a week.

"I can't stay here for a month!" Tim cried. Sure he didn't have school since it was the summer break and he didn't have friends because he'd only just moved to the town and his parents weren't home all that often but still! He didn't want to be trapped here. All he wanted was a quick look into the mysterious portal and now he could be stuck here.

"You might not be. The portals are temperamental sure but they'll come back. Do you not have a phone? All teenage humans have them," Dick asked. The boy nodded and took it out. Somehow, someway, it was still receiving a signal in this world although it received no WiFi. "There you go, you can call your folks."

"What am I gonna tell them? That I'm casually in another dimension?"

"We call them realms," Damian corrected petulantly. Oh, he already didn't like this kid and it appeared the feeling was mutual.

"You could tell them you're at a summer camp? Here we have summer camps for gifted users so maybe you could say you're at a gifted kids' summer camp. Gives you extra brownie points," Dick suggested. There was an air about him that was comforting and actually succeeded in calming the human down.

"That...could work."

"Yay! I'll go tell B that you're staying with us until a portal opens and then I'll keep you updated. You're gonna love it here, I can tell since you were brave enough to follow me through."

"More like stupid enough," Jason commented. Dick promptly ignored his brother and continued to maintain the same level of excitement.

"I'll take you to the Boiling Ilses to pick up some human stuff, I have a connection there. Maybe when the next portal opens I could get you something that warns you about them so you can come back here? Now that'd be fun."

"I'll think about it." Dick patted him on the shoulder affectionately before turning to the others and clasping his hands together.

"Alright fellas, let's give the kid some space to call his folks." They didn't need to be told twice and began to walk away although they gave Tim a final glare on the way out. One that told him to behave or face the consequences. He gulped and directed his gaze back to his phone. "Alfred will fetch you for dinner," Dick added. "Don't touch my stuff!" The door to the room closed and he was left to the quiet. How the hell was he going to convince his parents about this?

Upon hearing of the human Dick had brought back, Bruce gave his son a thorough lecture since he'd warned him about the dangers of going through the portals and was hesitant to welcome the human that followed him through. After all, they were from different realms and he wasn't sure how well a human - a human child no less - would do here. Then they sat down for dinner and he couldn't help but like the kid. Tim was smart and inquisitive with a real interest in what he was hearing. Plus, he was so scrawny and pale that Bruce couldn't help but want to help. He remembered when his boys first came into his life, all of them not as healthy as they should be, and the nostalgia brought him to accept that they would be the guardians of the kid until another portal opened.

Yet he wasn't stupid enough to think that Dick didn't know more than he was letting on. In front of his brothers, he hadn't said anything and allowed himself to be lectured about leaving for the human realm but there was always more. Especially when his coven was the middle ground between the oracle and the illusion coven. So when he was sure everyone was in their rooms and that he wouldn't be interrupted without getting the answer he wanted, he knocked on Dick's open door. He kept it open unless he was sleeping so Bruce took the liberty of closing it after he let himself in. Dick turned to face him, pausing his fiddling with some human trinket or other.

"Hey B, everything okay?" Dick greeted.

"Can we talk?" he asked.

"You want to talk? To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"You saw something, didn't you?" Bruce asked. "I know you and you wouldn't allow any human into my home. I want to know what you saw." The younger stared at him for a moment then glanced to the door and back to him.

"I won't keep him here if the portal opens up again but in the meantime, he needs us. He needs to be needed."

"Dick?"

"He's a lonely child. His parents leave much to be desired. Whilst he has all the material possessions he could need, he needs something more." He nodded slowly. "I won't keep him here if that's what you're nervous about. If I foresee a portal opening, I'll tell him."

"It's not that I think you'd keep him here, it's that your foresight is tailored to entertainment. Are you sure that his parents will buy the story you're telling? Are you sure being here is better than being there?"

"I'm sure Bruce. My magic may be for entertainment but I can capture a lot more than that."

"I trust you."

Welp, that's another book done. I do have another book it's already got the 12 days in there and quite a few drafts. I thought it'd be nice to end this one on a request. It's so wild that I'm nearing the end of my degree now - anyway don't worry as there is more Dick Grayson content to come!! 

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