Disclaimer: I do not own any of J.K. Rowling characters or idea's and i don't own any X-Men characters or idea's either. I didn't like that Scott and Charles died so they live in my story.
Mutating Life
by Volpe
Chapter 2: Mutants
The fact that Harry had caused his Psychiatrist to be removed from the premises gave him deep satisfaction and he enjoyed knowing he was able to scare people without using a wand. Harry found his abilities growing stronger each day as he used them. He had quite often said into the guards mind I need you to go check out number 4 Privet Drive for drugs again, McTaggert.The guard seemed to think it was his boss or someone and actually kept going out and search the Dursley residence for cocaine or marijuana. This amused Harry to no end and it made the guard extremely pissed off when he went over there 6 times that day and came back to his boss screaming at him. All Harry had to to was get the guard to scream at his boss saying he as the one who was ordering him to go that he would be fired on the spot and then Harry would have another police officers mind to corrupt.
For some reason Harry felt even more depressed eventually. He wondered how his friends would react to his new found talents. No doubt Ron would be more jealous than ever and Hermione would probable badger him to no end. Over the summer Harry had gotten over his break up with Ginny. They just weren't right for each other, somehow he thought that he had always known deep down that the only reason he went out with her was because he felt the need to be loved. Harry's life was riddled with the worst emotions possible yet he was surprised that he was able to find the strength to at least act happy. The one thing that Harry mainly had on his mind was how he managed to do these strange new things. If it was telekinesis and not magic then he may be able to use his telekinesis to use his magic rather than a wand. He wouldn't need to learn either occlumency or leglimency. Harry, personally, would have preferred something along the lines of a metamorphmagus but he wasn't one to pick and choose at times like these.
The life he wanted had neither fame nor money. He only wanted a family and, if it was possible at all, normality. That thought was easily dismissed since, if he did destroy Voldemort, he would be more famous than ever, something that he did not want; being more famous that is however the start of a problem which to him, personally, started with her. She was brought in for breaking and entering. Even though, technically, she did it without breaking a thing and she did enter but she just waltzed right in. Harry had no idea why she was charged for breaking and entering when she tazered a guy at reception.
She sat angrily in the other corner of his cell muttering threats to thin air. She was quite punky. She had black hair styled like The Veronicas twins and a lip ring too. Her eyes were covered by sunglasses and she looked to be 5 foot tall at most. She looked like she was 13. She wore a black cotton singlet saying 'no one ever listens to me… if the package is this pretty no one gives a fuck what I say' and a grey camouflage pleated mini skirt. To make the picture perfect punk look complete she decked it off with a leather bakerboy hat and a pair of leather boots that went to the underneath of her knees.
"Who are you?" she snapped.
"Who are you?" Harry asked warily.
"Fine, have it your way, I'm Blair." She muttered.
"Harry."
"What are you in for?" Blair asked.
"For smashing my cousin and his friends."
"You probably heard why I'm here." Blair said looking like she was reading to jump off the floor and try and murder the guard through the bars of the cell.
For lunch the two of them were given sandwiches. Harry hated sandwiches so he let Blair stash his away for when she felt hungry. Harry slept for a couple of hours while the guards filled in reports. The only way Harry and Blair were getting out was if they were bailed out by someone they knew. Harry was quite certain no one knew he was alive let alone in a police station cell. So he knew his chances of getting out till September, when school started, were slim to none. Harry then thought about whether or not he was going back to Hogwarts. He really didn't want to be an auror anymore. He had seen and delt with enough evil villains for an entire country's worth of people. Harry also wondered what would happen if The Daily Prophet found out about his jail time. That would not be good for sure.
The two didn't talk much but Harry found out that she was sixteen and had runaway from her home in New York. Harry told her about Dudley, his friends and is evil uncle and aunt. Blair as tiny as she looked had a personality that made up for it. She was loud, confident, cheeky and liked to go looking for trouble. Harry couldn't wait to get out of that cell. He knew he could use his telekinesis but now he didn't want to risk it in front of an absolute stranger as weird as she might be. So that night, when Blair was asleep, Harry put his plan to work. The guard was sitting fast asleep on a chair about two metres away at a desk. Concentrating Harry undid the clasp that held the keys on the guards belt using his telekinetic abilities. Then Harry silently got the keys to fly towards in, through the space inbetween the bars of the cell and into his hands.
Harry unlocked the cell door and closed it behind him, just then he turned around to see Blair tapping her heel silently with an expectant look on her face as if to say 'Did you really expect to escape and just leave me behind?'
"If you don't break me out of here as well I swear to fucking god I will scream my head off!" Blair threatened in a deadly whisper.
"Fine" Harry whispered.
After he had unlocked the door and Blair had stepped out, he locked the door again and put the keys back on the guard's belt. He did up the clasp and they walked out of that room. When they came to the front desk Harry used his telepathy to make the police at the reception desk sleep and Harry, again took the keys and opened the front door. Blair immediately ran off leaving Harry able to clean up using telekinesis and telepathy. Once that was done he fixed the surveillance cameras and tapes to make it look like they had disappeared into thin air at 3 in the morning. On the tape one second they were there and the next they weren't. He also made it so it looked to the police that the tapes and cameras hadn't been tampered with. Harry was impressed with is own handy work.
That night he and Blair took the bus out to the country where they just wandered around until a big black jet type thing landed.
"What the hell is that?" Harry yelled.
"That is our ticket out of here." Blair smirked.
From out of the jet came four people. The first was a woman with dark skin and white hair streaked with grey. She looked like the kind of person who would be a mother or a teacher. The next was a man with brown hair and a metal thing over his eyes. He looked like your typical engineer type bloke. Following him was a woman with long red hair and brown eyes. Harry thought she looked a little like his mother. The last was a man with huge sideburns and brown hair. He looked the kind of person you should not piss off, steal his alcohol or say shit about his friends or family. They all looked like a team except for the man with the sideburns.
"Blair, it didn't go well did it?" asked the redheaded woman.
"No, sorry"
"Who's this?" the sideburn man snapped angrily.
"Oh, him, he's Harry. He was in jail with me and helped me escape." Blair said like it was something she did everyday.
"Helped? I did all the bloody work while you just followed me. If you hadn't of threatened me I would have left your punk ass in that cell!" Harry snapped.
"Whatever. He needs a ride." Blair said to the man with the metal thing on his face.
"No, we can't. He's not one of us so no."
"He can come with us back to Westchester." The redheaded woman said and no one argued for some reason.
The ride back was fun. Harry had never been in anything like the jet before. The ride was also fast which surprised him because America isn't that close to England. Harry had no idea where in America Westchester was but at that time he really didn't care. He also didn't have his things but he didn't care about that either. He searched the people's minds for useful information. The redhead was Jean. The white haired woman was Ororo. The guy with the metal thing on his face was Scott and the guy with the sideburns was Logan.
When they touched down Harry had o idea what was going on. They left the jet and began walking along a series of white corridors. Finally after an elevator ride they found themselves in a room of some sorts with a bald man in a wheel chair.
"So that didn't go well. No need to tell me about it I already know. Now, who is this?" the man asked looking pointedly t Harry.
"This is Harry; he broke me out of jail." Blair said.
"Harry who?"
"Harry Potter, sir" Harry answered.
"Hello Harry, my name is Charles Xavier. This is my school. I take it you know nothing about the origin of you abilities?" Xavier asked.
"How do you know that?" Harry asked warily.
"Like you, Jean and myself can look into peoples minds. We too, like you, have the ability to control things with our mind. To sum it all up you are a mutant. A human being with special abilities." Xavier explained.
"So this is a school for people with abilities?"
"For mutants, yes. The teachers are also mutants."
"Now I think its best to talk tomorrow. Jean get Harry a room and the rest of you need to get some sleep" and with that they all left the room.
Harry's room was perfect and included a bathroom too. He didn't have any clothes apart from what he was wearing so he decided to take a little tour of the countryside surrounding the school. Harry crept through the hall until he managed to find the garage. He chose to take the motorcycle and turned it on using hid telekinesis. It didn't take him very long to find a clothing department. While he was trying on new clothes he met a group of people who seemed to be genuinely nice.
"Dude, white is sooooooo not your colour." said a boy his age with dark auburn red hair and a ton of freckles.
"Right, then what colours should I stick too?" Harry asked.
"Well, I ain't no expert but I'd stick to browns, blacks, dark greens, greys and denim." Said another boy with ark brown shaggy hair and steel grey eyes.
"Right."
"Fine look like a retard, who are we to care." Said the third with curly white blonde hair and electric blue eyes.
"All right, look, give me a hand choosing some cothes and I'll by the beer." Harry laughed with the Marauder trademark lopsided grin.
"Deal" all three laughed.
"I'm Harry by the way."
"I'm Khan." said the blonde
"Leigh" said the brunette.
"Jake." said the redhead.
After they had all helped Harry choose about ten or twenty different outfits they went to the pub. Harry, through telepathy, had gained a fair bit of knowledge about them. All three were wizard/mutant hybrids. Jake was able to make himself invisible, Leigh was superfast and Khan was indestructibly strong. Each of them knew a lot of martial arts and defensive magic. Harry was hoping to learn a thing or two from them. They knew who he was and yet they didn't make a scene or piss him off. Harry was grateful for that at least. He decided with the help of his new friends that he should keep it a secret. He would hangout with them after hours and go over mutant stuff. During the day he would cruise around mutant high and hang out with some of the students. For now that plan seemed adequate. If the time came to choose between magic or mutation he would make it but at the present time he just didn't care or give a shit.
The next day Harry was to be introduced to his new fellow X-Men.
"Ready to go?" Ororo asked.
"Yep" Harry said.
"Good. Lets go get him a suit and get all X-Men to the Danger Room." Scott said.
Wolverine took Harry and got him suited up although Harry had to make some changes to the uniform because he was taller than Wolverine and broader.
"By the way when we're in the Danger room we call each other by our mutant names only, okay, Harry. You need to find one?" Wolverine remembered to tell him just then.
"Mutant names got it. But I don't know any mutant type names… um, how about Prongs" Harry said.
"Why Prongs?"
"It was my dad's nickname, he died years ago." Harry said quietly.
"Ok, Prongs it is then." Ororo said merrily.
"We're gonna introduce you to the rest of the X-Men when they get here"
Cyclops walked in with a bunch of people then the introductions began.
"Everyone this is our newest member Harry, he's telekinetic and telepathic like Jean and the professor.." Storm said.
"Oh and his mutant name is Prongs" Cyclops added.
Everyone just looked at him and he just looked back and immediately knew who they were.
The blue eyed, ash blonde boy was Bobby Drake, Iceman, who could create and control ice.
The brown haired girl with two white streaks was Marie Matthews, Rogue, who took the energy and abilities of the people she touched but only while she touched them.
The blue furry man was Dr. Hank McKoy, Beast.
The blue, yellow eyed man with funny shaped hands and feet and a tail was Kurt Vuagnar, Nightcrawler, he was a teleporter.
The short brunette girl was Kitty Pryde, Shadowcat, and could walk through walls.
The asian looking girl was Jubilation Lee, Jubilee, and could control and create plants.
The tall, muscled man was Pete Rasputin, Colossus, who could make himself into a metal man.
The blonde haired, blue eyed man was Warren Worthington, Angel, and had wings that were white not black.
Harry gathered this information in 2 seconds but none knew until Storm started the introductions.
"This is Dr..." she started but Harry interrupted.
"Dr. Hank McKoy, Beast" Harry said.
"Yes that's right" Beast said.
"How did you know?" Iceman asked.
"I'm telepathic remember? You were told only seconds ago."
"So I'm guessing you know everyone's names, mutant names and abilities then?" Rogue asked nicely.
"Yes, shall we begin or what?"
"He's joining us in the Danger Room now because Charles ordered it said he needs to learn." Wolverine said gruffly.
"What class is he?" Jubilee asked.
"Class?" Harry said curiously.
"He's a class five but has it under control from what I heard." Wolverine shouted.
"Charles thought it was best not to tell you in case you worried" Storm said.
"Yeah, well, of course I'm fucking worried, is a five good or bad, am I a freal among freaks or …!" Harry shouted.
"Alright calm down let's just leave it and do what we came to do" Angel said his voice was always calm, gentle and quiet.
"He's right let's go" Wolverine said.
The rest of the day was spent in the Danger Room. Everyone was extremely surprised at how well Harry was doing. Hell, he even surprised himself. He made friends with Bobby and Pete after he had saved them from a giant evil three headed dog. Everything in the room was simulated. Once it was over Harry had a full on fight with Logan and everyone stopped to watch. They were punching and kicking and stabbing each other but none of the seemed to be able to win until Harry remebered that he was telepathic and telekinetic so he changed the scenery of the simulation to the Hogwarts stair cases and then Harry made him trip and he got caught in the trip set. Everyone had been amazed that Harry could do that and they were amazed at the moving staircases, the trip step and the school in general. Harry on the way to the kitchen Bobby and Pete asked him how he did it. He just said he created and imaginary place in his mind and concentrated on it till it became the room, then he said he thought of making the stair cases move then he got the idea of a trip step. People were really surprised that on his first day he had beaten Logan of all people whaich was apparently hard to do.
"So what do we want to eat?" Pete said.
"How about pizza?" Storm said as she walked in with seven boxes of pizza she left the boys four because the girls had walked in and saw the pizza boxes and took the other three for Hank, Logan, Kurt, Scott and herself.
"We need new people everyday so we could have pizza for dinner everyday" Pete said.
Just then Warren walked through the open kitchen door. The six of them, Harry, Bobby, Pete, Rogue, Kitty and Jubilee had been sitting on the bench tops and turned to face him.
"Mind if I join you?." he said quietly.
"Sure, we were just about to hear a story from Harry." Bobby said then Warren sat up on the bench and took some pizza and listened with the others about Harry's summer.
A few minutes later everyone was rolling on the floor laughing and there were empty pizza boxes scattered everywhere.
"God, I can't believe Professor X never has that kind of fun with us!" Pete said, "Because if I were him I sure would."
"Hell, yeah" Kitty said.
"What are you complaining about Kitty you can just walk into the guys bathroom and watch them." Rogue laughed.
"You don't seriously do that do you?" Bobby asked.
"Are you kidding if I did I wouldn't be able to look at you or Pete without bursting into a fit of giggles or blushing like mad" Kitty said.
Harry thought. Should he act like the old Harry or should he give himself a new personality. He went with the new personality.
"Well feel free to walk in on me, hey, why not join me?" Harry said with a sexy smirk playing on his face.
"And how are things on planet you wish?"
"Wouldn't you like to know" was all she got in reply while the others just laughed their heads of at Kitty's angry face. Harry liked his new beginning.
That night Harry wondered why he hadn't seen Blair. He hadn't seen her all day in fact. She was old enough to join them, maybe she was out on a mission or something. Maybe she didn't want to be an X-Men. Maybe she only went to the school so she had somewhere to live and fit in. She didn't look like one to try and fit in with her punk looks, sun glasses and lip ring. It just didn't make sense. Harry had never found any mutation in her mind when he searched it, which was weird. She was a mutant. Wasn't she?