A/N: I do not own Harry Potter or X-Men. The characters in this story belong to JK. Rowling and Marvel unless I say so, however the plot is mine and the story is mine.
Chapter 1 - Telepathy
It all started when he was 5. It was 8pm at night and he was sent to his cupboard to sleep, oh who am I kidding? The small boy was kicked and punched into the small cupboard under the stairs of number 4 Privet Drive where little Harry Potter resided. The reason why Harry was so rudely put into the small bedroom of sorts was because the neighbours were coming round and they couldn't see a freak like him lived in Petunia Dursley's sparkling clean home.
Harry James Potter fell asleep, tears on his despaired face when he had a dream that he would always, always remember. It had gone a little something like this...
The man brought a huge fist in front of him and knocked on a hard, oak door. This very door was the entrance to an office that belonged to Professor Charles Francis Xavier, Headmaster and founder of Xavier's School For The Gifted.
'Come In', a voice in Logan's head said, this was Xavier speaking, he was a telepath and one of the strongest ones in the world at that. The tall, muscled man was used to it though and quickly opened the door and sat down in the nearest, empty seat infront of him without looking at who else was there. Some of them he could automatically tell were there, Professor x (of course) Storm, Beast and someone else, someone that he didn't recognise by smell.
But when Wolverine looked up, he immediately saw that it was the very pretty Jean Grey who was new to the Institute. She has green eyes and long red hair, she was beautiful.
"We were just talking about Miss Grey's powers here, Logan. But I see that she is not the main thing on your mind, what is wrong?" He half-glared at the Professor for showing that he was still thinking about her even though she was not the MAIN thing on his rather mutated mind.
"I just got back from England, Chuck and boy there is a powerful one there. I think it was somewhere in Surrey, when I passed by the street I could have almost passed out from the intensity of the kid's powers. I didn't dare find out more about him, not without you nearby to check if he was going to attack or not. I was hoping that we could use Cerebro to find out more abo-"
and that was where his dream abruptly ending by hearing a woman screaming, except when he listened very hard with his ears, he heard nothing. 3 hours later Harry Potter concluded that it must have been in his head, you see Potter was always a smart boy, he would have gotten 100 on every single test if he wouldn't get beaten for it.
This was because somehow whenever one of the teachers asked him a question he would automatically know the answer even if he had never heard of the answer before. So Potter learned to read and write before anyone else, learned to do algebra 5 years before he was to even think about understanding it and the last but most important part was that by the tiny age of 5 Harry Potter knew how to stay alive. This was because he had learnt not to rely on anyone to save him, if his own relatives could not love him then no-one could.
So when little Harry encountered a woman with snow white hair and very, very white eyes in the park one day who didn't turn away from him in disgust the moment he got too near to her, he was very surprised. And a little intriuged that she hadn't heard the rumours that his Aunt and Uncle spread, or she just didn't believe them.
Ororo or also known as Storm had the ability to manipulate the weather, this was very useful in fights because they could use it against the enemy. She was sent to England by the Professor to find out more about this very powerful mutant that Charles couldn't get an exact reading of. All they knew was from Logan and that was the boy lived in Little Whinging, Surrey and he was extremely powerful. She had just gotten there, about an hour ago. So praying she sat herself down on a bench in the Little Whinging park and hoped that little Harry Potter would come along. Suddenly her thoughts were broken when she heard a small voice calling out to her.
"Mam? Are you alright? You seemed lost in your thoughts ther..." The small boy broke off from his small speech, blushing. Just from a quick scan, Ororo could see that he was very skinny, small, has messy black hair and bright green, almond shaped eyes. But she recognised those eyes, they belonged to Jean Grey-Summers who was the doctor at Xavier's. Quickly Storm gasped and started backing away,
I'm sorry... was the last thing that Harry heard from the young woman, except that she hadn't said anything. Was he going crazy?
Ororo spared one last, quick glance back at the boy and all she saw was a small, lightning shaped scar carved into his forehead.
