Title: Mercy Darkness

Categories: Batman Begins/The Dark Knight/Harry Potter and a little bit of Starkid..

Pairings: Bruce Wayne/Hermione Granger

Summary: When Hermione comes to visit her Grandfather Alfred, she meets the mysterious Bruce Wayne and soon enough sparks fly. But a new villain is in town and he is about to tear these two apart with their darkest secrets yet. Takes place after The Dark Knight/Deathly Hallows.

I am the Journey, I am the destination

I am the home, the tale that reads you

Away to taste the night, the elusive high

Follow the madness,

Alice you know once did

Storytime By Nightwish

Hermione blinked as the sun met her eyes and let the people around her walked past her and she felt like a lone ghost in the middle of a living crowd.

Perhaps that was what she was... She thought. A lone ghost in the middle of the living. She let her eyes adjusted to the brightness when she saw a black jaguar and an old man dressed in what appeared to look like an evening suit who waved in her direction and she grinned before picking up her luggage and ran to hug him.

"Hermione my dear! It has been too long," Her grandfather said warmly as she embraced him. She smiled warmly.

"It has been too long grandfather," She agreed and Alfred gave her a warm smile before helping her put the bags into the car.

"Hermione, you are making me sound old. How many times have I told you to call me Alfred?" She laughed.

"Okay Alfred," She hopped in and they drove off into Gotham city, Hermione taking in the city's surroundings as they drove. It was bigger than she expected.

"Thank you for taking the normal way to America. I know the magical way is quicker-but I still want you to be safe." He said and Hermione nodded. Alfred had urged her to take the muggle way to America and she was about to protest when his boss said he'll pay for the flight.

"How are things in England?" He asked.
"Magical or normal?" Her Grandfather knew all about the magical world, he was there when McGonagall arrived to confirm her that she really was a witch when she was just only eleven years old.

She gave a heavy sigh and looked at the battle scars on her wrists. "Tiring Alfred, tiring," Alfred gave his only Granddaughter a worried look but he couldn't do anything more as they turned onto some grounds, just right outside Gotham City and Hermione mouth dropped open in surprise.

It reminded her of Hogwarts somehow, before the battle destroyed the beautiful castle. It was huge and she wondered how much Alfred's boss actually got paid.

Alfred chuckled at the expression on her face before she quickly corrected herself. "Master Bruce has kindly suggested you stay here at his manor for your stay in Gotham. After all, he has more than one bedroom which needs using up,"

"That is very kind of him. Although, I might need a map to help me get around..." She looked pointedly at her grandfather and he laughed.

They parked up and got her luggage out of the boot and this time, Hermione was prepared for the inside. As she expected, it was just as grand.

"What does he do for a living?" She asked.

"Master Bruce? He runs an enterprise," Her grandfather replied. "Although he does his best to try and avoid it as much as he can,"

"That I do Alfred," A voice said and Hermione almost got her wand out incase it was an attack but luckily she didn't as she reminded herself that this was the muggle world. "Pleasure to meet you Miss...?" She couldn't quite see who she was talking to as the man who was speaking to her was in the shadows and Hermione knew better than to trust strangers in the shadows.

"Granger sir. I'm sorry if I'm being rude but, could you step out of the shadows?" She asked.

"My apologizes. I wanted a chance to see you before Alfred here disappears off with you," The man stepped out of the shadows and Hermione couldn't help but notice how good looking the man was.

"Bruce Wayne?" Hermione asked, raising her hand and Bruce took it before placing a kiss on her wrist, making her blush and Bruce nodded. "My grandfather seems to be a big fan of yours," The two men chuckled.

"More than a fan I assure you," Bruce replied. "May I show you to your room Hermione? I just got time to show you before I am off to work," He gave a slight smile and Hermione nodded.

"I'll be in the kitchen Master Bruce," Alfred said and put a kiss on Hermione's cheek before walking down the corridor.
They walked for a while, both in comfortable silence as Hermione took in her new surroundings. "I think I need a map for this place," She joked.

"I'm sure Alfred will be able to help you around. So where are your parents? You could've invited them around if you would like," Bruce asked as he pulled Hermione luggage up the stairs.

Hermione looked uncomfortably to the ground. She hasn't even told Alfred what happened to her parents.

She took a breath before replying. "My parents died last year Bruce, although I haven't had a chance to tell Alfred yet. It would just break his heart,"

Bruce face turned into a pain expression. "I am sorry to hear your loss Hermione. May I ask, what happened to them?"

She hesitated. She couldn't tell him the real truth, after all, he may be a billionaire but he was still a muggle.

"There was a rival gang in my town and they came and killed them while I was away on a camping trip." She lied. "They have arrested most of the gang members for now,"

"I am sorry. I just hope they catch them all," Hermione gave a weak smile.

They arrived at a crème door, and Bruce gave a nod. "This is your room Hermione. I hope it is up to your satisfactory and you are welcome to stay here for as long as you want,"

Hermione turned to look at the door and sighed in appreciation before turning back to find that Bruce was already gone.

Well, he did seem decent enough and Hermione thought her lie about her parent's death seemed reasonable enough too.

She opened the door and her eyes widened. Really, she knew he was rich but for a guest bedroom it was like living in a five-star-hotel.

She placed her bag on the bed and sat down before putting her head into her hands and closed her eyes, letting her mind wander.

Bruce walked into the kitchen to find Alfred doing the dishes. "Is she settled in Master Bruce?" Alfred asked.

"I think so. Why didn't you mention that you had a granddaughter after all this time Alfred?" Bruce replied, leaning on the table and folding his arms.

"Well Master Bruce, you have always had other matters to attend to. With the Joker business last year, it was too dangerous to bring her into Gotham,"

Bruce studied his friend as he continued with his job. He knew that Alfred was hiding something from him, perhaps it was personal reasons but somehow Bruce was going to find out about it one way or another.

After all, he was Bruce Wayne. He could have anything he wanted.

"I see. Well now that there is no Joker business, I can assure you she can stay here for as long as she wants,"

A man dressed in black from head to toe took some last pictures of Bruce Wayne home before putting the camera away and smirking in delight and he turned away from his hiding spot. It was nearly time and all he had to do was let the cat come out of the flat.

Soon Bruce Wayne and Hermione Granger were going to have to hold onto their lives.