"Alright, Nerd," Flash grinned as he stepped in front of them. "Adams gave me and Kong homework but we don't have time to do it, do it for us." He told Peter before Kong held out two homework assignments.
"Are… are you serious right now?" Peter blinked, genuinely unsure if Flash actually was asking what Peter had heard him ask.
"Yeah, me and Kong need to practise for the game this Saturday, we don't have time for homework." Flash scoffed. "You do it, you geeks love doing homework."
"Alright, first of all, it's 'Kong and I'," Peter began, he was admittedly only ninety percent sure he was right about that.
"No, you ain't playing on the field, dumbass." Flash laughed.
"Merlin, give me strength," Harry whispered under his breath.
"Second of all," Peter continued. "this may surprise you, but not all smart people like doing homework."
"Especially when it's somebody else's homework," Gwen added. "even more so when that person can't even ask nicely."
"Long story short, I'm not doing your homework," Peter finished. "besides, even if I did it then the teachers would know it's not yours."
"What makes you think that?"
"Because I'm a lot smarter than you are." Peter pointed out in the same voice one would use to point out obvious facts such as the sky is blue or grass is green.
"You're not that much smarter than me." Flash objected.
"Oh, bless his innocent little heart," Harry laughed.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Flash glared at him.
"It means that you compare to him the same way a guy with a few guitar lessons would compare to Jimmy Hendricks."
"Shut it, Osborn!" Flash snapped, not knowing who that was but knowing that he didn't appreciate what Harry said because it most definitely wasn't a compliment. "Nobody was talking to you."
"Yeah, well, we're done talking to you," Gwen spoke up.
"Yep," Peter agreed. "let's go guys."
"Aw, man." Kong let out a disappointed noise.
"Wait a sec," Flash spoke up, red-faced. "I need that homework done."
"Then how about you just do it, smartass." Harry 'kindly suggested' as he rolled his eyes.
"Because I don't want to and I don't have time!"
"Tough shit then," Harry replied, not for a moment believing that Flash didn't have the time to do his homework, if the boy was fine going out nearly every day after school then he clearly had time for homework.
"What? Do you guys want money or something?" Flash asked.
"Flash, my family could probably buy your bank by the end of the week." Harry pointed out.
"Why don't you just fuck off, Osborn?!" Flash glared at him.
"You're the one who approached us, dickwad." Harry reminded him while glaring back.
"I bet you think you're a big man because you're rich!" Flash continued. "I bet you think you're great because you stand up for puny Parker all the time."
"I think I'm smart than you, given that I don't insult the guy whose help I want," Harry casually replied. "I don't think I'm better than anyone, Flash, I just know that I'm better than you, and it ain't because I'm rich."
"Please, you aren't anything without your rich daddy."
"It doesn't matter if my dad's rich as god or poor as piss, I'm still smarter than you," Harry replied.
"You're not smarter than me!" Flash hissed. "I'm a fucking genius compared to you."
"You're not smarter than me!" Flash hissed. "I'm a fucking genius compared to you."
"Really? Because the way I see it, if your brain was dynamite then you wouldn't have enough to blow that haircut off your head," Harry replied.
"Do you want me to kick your ass, Osborn?" Flash threatened, stepping forwards. Harry was a Gryffindor in his previous life, though some people with knowledge of wild animals thought that he should be in Hufflepuff given that he was very much like the honey badger in that he doesn't back down and is ready and willing to fight anyone.
"I'd like to see you try," Harry said taking a step forward, Flash clearly outweighed him in muscle and size but that didn't mean that Harry was going to stand around and take any punches that were thrown his way, nor would he stand down and let Flash bully him or his friends. "I'll hit you so hard that not even Google will be able to find you."
"I'll break your fucking legs!"
"How are you going to do that when you get knocked out?"
"I hope you lose all your money, asshole!"
"And I hope you get a blowjob from a shark!"
"Aargh!" Flash let out an angry cry before throwing the first punch, Harry raised his hand and ended up blocking the punch, he had raised his other hand at the same time and was about to throw one of his own but it turned out that there was no need for it, the second Flash's hand had connected with Harry's own, a loud crack was heard. "Aargh!" Flash screamed again, this time in pain as he pulled his hand back and clutched it to his chest.
"What's going on here?!" One voice demanded as a teacher made his way towards.
"I'm going to fucking sue you, Osborn!" Flash hissed before wincing in pain.
'Sometimes, just sometimes, I miss Malfoy.' Harry thought to himself as the students around him watched while Flash began loudly telling the teachers about how everything was Harry's fault.
"Are you okay?" Gwen asked in a concerned voice.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Harry reassured her.
"Dude, are you worried?" Peter asked. "He said he'd sue you,"
"Mate, my dad's lawyers deal with people trying to get billions of dollars from his company, I think they can handle Flash," Harry said confidently before glancing down at the hand that Flash had punched. 'I really need to start performing some tests.' He thought to himself. 'I will start right after dad's lawyers kill Flash.' He decided.