A.N
Thank you so much for the likes and thank you Lugia'sChallenger13 for your review.
I have work a lot and am busy so I will try to post a new chapter twice a week. Please send me more reviews and tell me what you think I would appreciate it. This is only my first one so I'm a little self-conscious. Enjoy.
As you may have noticed I combined Chapter's one and two as i felt chapter one was too short
Chapter One
{} Telepathic Link
She had woken to a lot of noise. Her head hurt, her stomach was on fire and she could barely move her legs. As she pushed herself up to sit she realized she was in one of the beds of the Hospital Wing in Hogwarts. She was having trouble trying to remember how she came to be here. It had been three weeks since the Battle of the Department of Mysteries and she had gone home early due to her injuries. As she thought about it more her memories became more clear, she could remember waking up and meeting her mom in the kitchen. She was eating cereal for breakfast when her mother Emma Granger said she needed to speak to her about an important matter. Before she could speak to her though the front door was blown off its hinges and three deatheater's stormed in. Hermione ran for the nearest and biggest knife to defend herself and her mother since she left her wand upstairs she grabbed the knife, a spell caught her off guard and she fell unconscious. She sighed and rested her head on the head board behind her but jolted up when the curtains around her bed were whipped open and the Headmaster walked towards her.
"Hello my dear, how are you faring this evening?" he asked her. She noticed the usual twinkle in his eye was missing.
"Never better Headmaster. She replied sarcastically. He sighed solemnly.
"I am most saddened to say I have some devastating news to share with you my dear." He paused waiting for her to nod her head to continue. "You see, after you were attacked the wards I placed around your home went off and the Order was sent to check on you. You see they came early enough for you but your mother..." Her eyes widened in pain and grief as understanding swept over her. "Miss Granger, I am very sorry to say this... Your mother did not survive." She didn't want to believe it, the woman who tucked her in at night as a child, who held her as she cried, who would make her a cup of tea and listen as she vented to her. She would never feel her warm hugs, hear her sweet laugh or have midnight facials again. Dumbledore continued on, not noticing the storm forming in her eyes or the fire boiling in her body. "We have a strong suspicion that it was Bellatrix LeStrange who cast the Killing Curse." She clenched her fists in anger, he promised her they would be safe, he told her, her mother wouldn't be a target since they wanted Harry. She told him this would happen. Her eye's rose to meet his in an angry haze.
"YOU!" She screamed at him in a fit of rage. "YOU SWORE SHE WOULD BE SAFE, YOU SAID 'NO ONE WOULD BOTHER WITH A MUGGLE WHEN HARRY WAS WHO THEY WANTED, YOU BOTH WILL BE SAFE!' She mimicked. She stood tall and menacing as her magic and something else, stronger, cackled around her. "I'LL KILL YOU LIKE YOU ALLOWED MY MOTHER TO BE KILLED." She went forward to attack him went he noticed her aura glow a brilliant gold around her before she collapsed in his arms. Madame Pomphrey having heard the commotion came rushing in.
"ALBUS! What happened?" She asked as he deposited her back into the bed.
"If I am not mistaken that golden glow means that Miss Granger is a mutant and has unlocked her abilities. She is a rather powerful one as well, her aura pulsing shows that she is an omega level, the most powerful there is, thankfully for me she exhausted herself and fell asleep." The mediwitch gasped in shock. "She'll be asleep for a week, I must contact an old friend, I have a hunch he can solve for me." He left a confused healer in his wake as he ventured to his office to make a call. A few hours later his fireplace flashed green as someone floo'd in.
"Professor Xavier, it has been a long time. Please come in." Dumbledore said as he went to sit behind his desk. He gestured for him to sit in front of his desk. Prof.X floated in his wheelchair as he dusted off his desk.
"Albus, I must say, after all these years Flooing in still bothers me." he said with a chuckle.
"Yes I much prefer apparating in my old age. Unfortunately I did not request this visit to catch up, I need your help Professor." Prof. X nodded his head in acknowledgment. "One of my student's has come into her Mutant powers, to say I was surprised would be an understatement when I realized how powerful she is. An Omega, as a result I cast a spell to see her heritage and learned that not only were her powers genetic but they came from both parents. Her mother and her father, though her mothers were bound." Prof. X gasped at the thought of a mutants powers being bound. "We both know who her father is, when I cast the spell it revealed that her father is one Wolverine." He gave Prof.X a sad smile. "He does not know, when I learned who her mother really was I was able to retrieve the memories of her Grandfather. John Potter, the brother of Charlus Potter, Harry Potters Grandfather, had married a woman named Evelyn Granger. Evelyn was a muggle who was killed by death eaters for being a mutant when Emma, Hermione's mother, had turned one. When John found out that Emma was dating a mutant and became pregnant, he snapped. He modified their memories, having Emma believe she was an orphan named Emma Granger who became pregnant from a one night stand, and bound her magic and mutant powers. He was later murdered by Abraxas Malfoy along with Harry's Grandparents."
"They will not take this well, we should inform them as soon as possible." Prof. X said.
"If you follow me to the Hospital Wing Miss Granger should be awake." They traveled down the halls until they came to the Hospitals wing and opened the doors to Hermione crying out in pain. She had woken up to excruciating pain. Her ribs were shifting into place, healing from her injuries, her body was tingling wherever a scar was. Her insides were searing in pain. Her arms ached from her forearms to her knuckles. Sitting up after the pain began to subside she noticed two people coming towards her, her eyes widened in surprise when she recognized the man in the wheelchair. Looking towards the headmaster in anger she spoke, noticing her voice sounded smoother.
"Anyone want to tell me what the bloody hell is going on? Why is the headmaster for mutant students here?"
{Calm yourself child, you need to control your emotions.} A voice, she knew was not her headmasters, projected in her mind.
"A telepath, interesting I'm all ears." The professors proceeded to inform her of what she had become and who she was related to. Stopping to allow her to process everything, Dumbledore became confused when she started laughing. Noticing his confused expression she gave him and angry smirk. "I find it ironic that the reason my mother is dead is because of lack of protection around her and our home. You thought that because she was a muggle and I a weak muggleborn that old Voldy's D.E's wouldn't care, you know since Harry Potter is soooo bloody powerful. Now I find out that I'm an Omega mutant and that there is very few other out there as strong!" she spat out in anger, she didn't notice how two sharp claws came out near her knuckles as she clenched her fists. Fortunately the professors did and kept an eye on them. "Have you ever noticed Sir, when someone doesn't heed my warnings, that something goes wrong? Or someone dies?" At this point she noticed her new mutant claws and was examining them as she spoke. "I told you Harry needed your help during the tournament, that something was suspicious, Cedric is dead now. I told you to move Sirius somewhere else, away from the elf, you didn't listen and he's dead now. AND I TOLD YOU MY MOTHER NEEDED PROTECTION AND SHE'S DEAD NOW!" She didn't notice her claw retract when she put her head in her hands as she cried. Dumbledore sighed and called Poppy to summon Harry and Ron as the room had begun to slightly shake. A minute later the boys were exiting the floo, Harry ran immediately to her and pulled her into his arms which stopped the room shaking as Ron walked around with a bored look.
"What Happened to her?" he asked. The headmaster then proceeded to explain all that has happened in the past few days and all that they had learned. When he was done Ron looked green and Harry had a mixture of sadness and excitement in his eyes, sad for what happened to her mother and excited that they were related.
"Hermione that's great! That means we're related, were cousins!" he said happily.
"Awesome, how is that awesome? She's a monster, a freak, she shouldn't even be alive, none of those mutant freaks should." Ron said with disgust written all over his face. Harry glared at him, fire blazing in his eyes as he stood and clenched his fists. Fire soon erupted on Ron's sleeve, shocked Ron ripped his wizarding robe off and stomped the flame out. Harry was furious, how could he say such things, calling her a freak like that, saying she shouldn't be alive. He began to walk towards Ron who was quickly backed into the wall.
"It is you, Ron, who is the monster, you were the one who almost got Hermione killed because you couldn't shut you bloody, judgmental mouth." Ron's shirt sleeve was soon aflame again as Harry's temper flared. "Then you verbally abuse her every day over your stupid deatheater pet rat." Ron was now attempting to rid himself of the fire that covered his whole arm as everyone watched in shock. "In fourth year you abandoned us both and now you wish her death! If you don't leave now. I…will…kill…you." Just like that the fire vanished, Dumbledore sighed and led Ron to the fireplace and watched him floo out before turning around towards the two student's, Harry had returned to Hermione's side, and smiled.
"It appears that Miss Granger is not the only Mutant in the Potter family." Prof. X exclaimed. "We seemed to have found two Omega mutants at the same time in the wizarding world. Hermione glanced at Harry before switching to Prof. X.
"How can you tell we're Omega's?"
"Unlike Albus who can see it in your auras, I have the power to detect a mutant by their mental presence or brain waves. I can see how powerful a mutant is and even what powers they have, dormant and active. Hermione you will be able to go on par with the Phoenix one day and Harry the Iceman."
"I believe this is the power he knows not, you can defeat Voldemort with your mutant powers." Dumbledore said. Hermione growled from the bed.
"So what you want to send us off to old Voldy, untrained and still raw from recent deaths! I haven't even met my father yet!" She cried, Harry noting her tense posture grabbed her shoulders and shook his head. She calmed down long enough to control her emotions.
"Of course not Miss Granger, you will be coming with me to my school to train with the X-Men. The X-Men will help you with your powers." Hermione smiled in excitement. Prof.X noticed that Prof. Dumbledore didn't look very excited about that.
"When do we leave?" She asked.
"In a few days."
"But what about school? Our grades?"
"Hermione do you honestly think our enemies care about our grades?" Harry asked. She shook her head and he turned towards Prof. X. He nodded and smiled. "Can I be first?"
"Your main power is Pyrokinesis, meaning control of fire. You can conjure fire with a thought and bend it to your will, normally mutants in the past were only able to control fire, but you can conjure it due to being magical giving you an ability called Omnicombustion which is to set anything on fire anywhere. You can also absorb fire and heat to heal yourself, you can completely engulf your body in flame, speed up molecules enough to cause an explosion. You have regenerative healing and longevity, it is unknown how to kill you, we believe that those with regenerative healing need to have their heads removed and placed across the world away from their bodies. Hermione's father is the perfect example of that."
"Wow and you said she is stronger, blimey." Harry yelped when Hermione punched him in the shoulder before looking imploringly at Professor X, who smiled but became slightly concerned with Dumbledore's thoughtful expression. He knew that with his old age came a warped view of the world, and his 'Greater Good' mantra changed throughout the years thanks to much war and death, now it became only what he thought was the Greater Good.
"You my dear have a wide variety of abilities that I will separate between the ones received from your mother and father." She nodded in acknowledgement. "From your father you have regenerative healing, superhuman senses, strength and agility. Due to an experiment done to him before you were born he passed onto you his Adamantium skeletal structure, it is what makes your claws metal instead of bone. It bound to his bones on a molecular level causing it to function like the metal it is but not inhibit the biological process of bone. It is able to protect one's mind from mental invasion as well. You have always had it but it didn't react in the way it does with your claws until your powers came out. I can send you messages but only can hear or read you if you allow me." Hermione shifted in the bed so she was leaning into Harry sitting crisscross as he continued. "You also have pronounced canines that stayed even when your teeth were shrunk." She gave him a toothy grin in response. "From your mother you have Telekinetic abilities, such as teleportation and levitation. You can levitate other objects with your mind, you can also levitate your own body,and possibly even fly. You only require thought were as Harry needs to use fire" He smiled at the children's happy faces. "Like me you can eventually communicate and even control a person's mind from 300 hundred radius, 50 miles further then I can. You have an eidetic memory and can eventually form Psionic blasts. Like me you can also transfer your powers and knowledge to another person if you die. You also have a power that is more of a Pyrokinetic-shapeshifting mutation, you cannot change into a dragon but the mutation has allowed the sac that produces fire to form in your body and it seems to be completed formed" Hermione jumped up in shock and head-butted Harry's chin.
"Sweet, I can breathe fire." she squealed. As Harry rubbed his bruised chin.
"Yes you also have one more power. You have psychometry which is the ability to gain knowledge by merely touching an object, such as a book or electronic."
"Hey Mione I think your drooling." Harry gasped as she elbowed his ribs for the bad joke. "Sorry but that power fits you to a 'T'."
"Will I be able to set my mother's funeral up...I also need to sell my h-house and see if she left a w-will" She asked softly. Harry wiped a tear off her cheek and sighed sadly at what she had to deal with.
"We will set up everything tomorrow child, for now you need to rest." Dumbledore said before he and Prof.X left the room. The cousins fell asleep in each other's arm's dreaming of everything they learned that day.
