Author's Note: There is always a lot of debate around Gambit's abilities and things related to them. Gambit has two abilities; control of kinetic energy and hypnotic abilities. His ability to control kinetic energy is anything in his sight he can charge with engery, and most of the time when he charges an object he makes it explode either at that moment or at a later time, there have been a few times where Gambit has been seen simply moving objects with his ability while not allowing it to explode. Also his hypnotic abilities are only said to work when a person knows about it, but as soon as they do, the power is void. Personally I see Gambit as one of the strongest mutants ever created just because of his abilities.
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Voodoo 2
Harry made his way back to the same bar as the night before. Gambit was sitting at the same table in the back, doing card tricks and joking. He winked when he saw Harry, and his card tricks became more flashy.
Harry smiled as Gambit asked for the other men at the table to leave. He sank into the same chair as the other night.
"Hello 'Arry," Gambit smiled.
"Hello Gambit," Harry said.
"What would ya like ta play tonight?" Gambit asked, bridging the cards between his hands.
Harry hummed. "I don't really know," Harry said. "Surprise me?"
Gambit chuckled. "Surprise aye?" Gambit winked moving chairs so he was in the one next to Harry and began dealing cards for himself and another hand for Harry. "Le's play Texas Hold 'Em,"
Harry had blushed when Gambit moved closer to him, then inhaled deeply, taking in the Cajun's very pleasant scent of spices and rum along with a musky undertone of his 'magic' or whatever it was. It sent Harry's heart into overdrive.
Harry listened closely as Gambit taught him the inner workings of the game, what to do, how to read other players, tricks of the trade, when to fold, when to raise, everything.
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Gambit leaned closer to Harry, and the younger male looked up. "Why don't ya come back to my place?" Gambit finally asked and kissed Harry's jaw. He placed several kisses on Harry's jaw, the corners of Harry's lips, and under Harry's chin. Harry bit his bottom lip, and tried to fight off the sounds he was making, but soft sounds made it past his lips.
Harry was debating. He could hear Hermione's voice in his head, yelling at him. 'Don't do anything I wouldn't do Harry James Potter! This man is no good for you! He's nothing but fancy tricks and mumbo jumbo! If you do this, you'll wake up in some seedy motel room alone!' Harry bit his lip as Gambit moved to lick the shell of his ear. Ron's voice came into his head then. 'You need a good shagging Harry, who cares if you wake up alone? We're across the pond, once we go home, you can forget all about this guy!'
Harry shivered and pulled away from Gambit's mouth, to look the man in his dark eyes.
"What is it cheri?" Gambit asked huskily. He ran his fingers carefully across Harry's jaw. "Goin to fast?"
Harry blushed and looked down. "Never done anything like this before," He admitted.
Gambit raised an eyebrow and leaned back in his chair. Harry blushed more and started to wring his hands. 'So much for Gryffindor courage.' He thought bitterly.
Gambit chuckled. "Ya should have just said something before 'Arry," Gambit told him and Harry looked up at him. "I may be a player, but I got morals,"
Harry smiled. "Oh really? A thief and cheater with morals?" He asked, relaxing again.
Gambit made a face of mock hurt. "There ya go with those hurtful untrue words 'Arry," Gambit said, then a charming smile formed on his lips.
"Untrue? Merlin, you're not going to admit it are you?" Harry asked shifting in his seat to look full on at Gambit.
"Nothin' ta admit," Gambit said smoothly, shuffling the deck of cards in his hands.
Harry made the 'This isn't over' face, but decided to let it go for now. Harry bit his lip for a second thinking. "Your card tricks, how do you do them?"
Gambit looked at Harry, then a card slowly slid from close to the center of the deck, the edges tinted with a pink light. "Take it," He said.
Harry looked at him, then hesitantly reached out, and took the card between his thumb and middle finger. He looked at Gambit again. "What am I supposed to do with it?"
Gambit smiled and took Harry's wrist, and made him turn the card over.
The King of Hearts.
Harry felt a blush creep over his cheeks again, and looked up from the card, to Gambit. "I want you ta keep this card," Gambit told him, but took it from Harry, and pulled a pen from his pocket and wrote on it. "If I'm ever not here, this is how you get ahold of me, 'kay?"
Harry made a face and looked down at the card, a number was written on the bottom edge of the card.
"What is it?" Gambit asked.
"Didn't take you for that type," Harry muttered and Gambit raised an eyebrow.
"Le's just say, ya grew on me 'Arry," Gambit said smiling.
"Why are you trying so hard?" Harry asked and Gambit chuckled, making Harry blush again.
"Isn't that what you're supposed to do when you want someone? Try until you get it?" Gambit asked.
Harry gave a small smile. "I suppose," He said looking up at Gambit.
"You should head back to where you're staying," Gambit said after a while of comfortable silence between them, the noise of the bar a pleasant hum. Harry looked up at Gambit, but he wasn't looking at Harry, but across the bar. Harry looked too.
A group of people, they looked a little older then Harry. A girl stood in the center, dark brown wavy hair fell past her shoulders, two bold streaks of white in the front. On either side of her, were guys, one was blondish with blue eyes, the other had dark brown hair, that was almost black, and dark eyes to match.
"Who are they?" Harry asked, they had the same feel of strange 'magic' as Gambit.
"Old friends," Gambit said as the group came over and sat without a word.
Finally the girl spoke. "Hello Gambit,"
"Rouge," Gambit said nodding his head, then turned his eyes to the other two. "Pyro, Iceman,"
Harry's brow furrowed. The girl, Rouge was staring at Harry. She gave him a smile, but Harry could tell it was force. "Giving lessons again Gambit?" She asked turning her attention to Gambit.
"Might be," Gambit said, his arm going around Harry's waist below the table possessively. "Is there a reason you three are here? Problems?"
"You could say that," The blond, Iceman said stiffly, Harry could tell Gambit and Iceman didn't get along.
"Send the brat away, we've got to talk," Pryo said bluntly.
Harry gritted his teeth. "I was here first, fuck off," He said which made Gambit laugh and look at him. "You can talk when I leave," He said.
Rouge raised a perfect eyebrow. "Look kid, I don't wanna hurt you, but I will," She said.
Harry straightened his back, although it still left him the smallest at the table. "It'd be unmatched,"
Rouge snorted. "Why's that?" She leaned back and crossed her arms, Harry noticed that they were covered by elbow high black satin gloves.
"I don't fight with women, it's rude," He said. Pryo and Gambit both laughed, Iceman made a face, and Rouge looked like she wanted to strangle Harry. Harry turned to Gambit. "I'll come back in a few days," He said.
"Looking forward to it," Gambit said, lowering his eyes to Harry, but Harry could tell, Gambit was fully aware of the small movements the others made.
Harry smiled, and pressed his lips to Gambit's, kissing him passionately. "Bye Gambit," He said and walked around the table, he felt Rouge's hand brush against the bare skin of his wrist, and a small strange jolt ran through him, and he felt his magic leaving him in that brief touch. Harry didn't make anything from it. He left, figuring he'd try and meet up with Ron and Hermione who he knew was walking around somewhere.
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"So you went to meet him again?" Hermione asked, her hands folded under her breast as the trio walked down the street.
Harry gave a rather sappy smile. "Yea," He said. "I think you were wrong 'Mione," Harry said glancing at her. "He's not just a player. Well he is, but I think he's actually trying for something more with me," Harry said, running his fingers over the card that was in his hoodie front pocket.
"Really now?" Hermione asked, an eyebrow raised in a rather unimpressed manor. "What in the world makes you think that Harry?"
Harry glanced at her. "He gave me his number," Harry said with a blush.
"Good job mate!" Ron said, clapping him on the shoulder roughly. "Now, step three, shagging,"
"Ronald Weasley!" Hermione snapped at him.
"Oh come on Mione, everyone does it when away from home. They try new things," Ron said and Hermione gave him a glare that would've sent Snape stepping back.
"Have YOU been trying new things Ron?" Hermione asked, Ron looked at her.
"I'm a faithful man, thank you," Ron said moving from Harry's right side, to behind Hermione on Harry's left. He leaned over her shoulder and kissed her cheek softly.
Hermione hummed in thought, and looked at Harry. "Just be careful please Harry," She said and turned to look at a street performer. Ron and Harry exchanged glances and Ron chuckled, wrapping his arms around Hermione's waist.
"I promise to follow the basic What Would Hermione Do," Harry said, Hermione shot him a look and he gave a loving smile which made her sigh.
"I guess it's all I can ask for. I'm not your mother after all," Hermione said.
Harry looked at her with a mock hurt puppy look. "You don't wanna be my mum Hermione?" He asked in a childish voice. Ron burst into laughter at the shocked face Hermione gave. "You're like a mum to me, and a best friend, it's rather odd sometimes, but I'm thankful," He told her with a grin, and pressed a quick kiss to her cheek.
Hermione ruffled Harry's hair, turning playful. "I'll be your mum Harry, but that means you're grounded if I find out you're sneaking off without telling me," She said, shaking a finger in front of his nose. Harry smiled.
"Let's go eat, I'll pay," Harry said with a smile.
"You're the best mate," Ron said grinning.
"I know of a little place on one of the side streets," Hermione said, remembering the tour book she had been reading earlier in the day. "And then we can take one of those history tours," She said hopefully.
Ron made a noise, but Harry smiled. "Sure thing mum," Harry said, and Hermione giggled.
"You two are so weird," Ron said following behind them a pace or two.
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Like he promised, Harry made his way back to Gambit's bar, as he'd come to call it, seeing as he couldn't remember the place's actual name. He was slightly nervous, just because, he really was starting to fall for Gambit.
Harry walked into the bar, but Gambit wasn't in his normal seat at the table in the far back. Harry went up to the bar. "Where's Gambit?" He asked.
The bartender was a thin pretty woman with blond hair. "He's in back sugar, talking to some friends, why don't ya wait out here till he gets done," She said setting a cup on the bar in front of Harry and pouring part of a bottle of coke in it. Harry gave her a smile and sat, although he'd much rather have gone to see where Gambit was. "Our heartbreaker's really falling for ya sugar," The bartender told Harry after she finished mixing a few more drinks. "Ever since that girl Rouge broke his heart, he's been nothin' but one night stands and flings here and there. I hope ya don't do the same. He may act tough, but Gambit's got a soft heart," She said.
Harry looked down at his drink which he had between his hands, his fingers tangled together. "I don't wanna hurt him," Harry said.
"That's good," The bartender said with a smile. She looked at Harry and frowned. "What's wrong sugar? Ya can tell Charlie, I can keep a secret," She said leaning forward with his forearms on the bar.
"I'm only gonna be here another month and a half," Harry said lifting his index finger to trace the rim of his glass.
"Oh," Charlie said with a hum. "Well, I can see where that could be a problem," She said. "But listen here sugar," Her tone turned slightly commanding, and Harry looked up at her. "You'd hurt 'im more if ya left now," Charlie said gently. "If ya stay, then when ya leave, his heart won't turn cold,"
Harry looked at her, and gave a smile. "What about me though? If I grow to attached, what am I supposed to do when I go home?"
Charlie hummed. "Does it hurt to think about walking out the door now, and not look back?" She asked.
Harry looked at the door, and sure enough he felt a tightening in his chest. "Yea, it kinda does," He admitted.
"Think about spending the rest of your time here with Gambit, then leaving happy that you got to spend the time together. Does it hurt as much?" Charlie asked.
Harry made a face. The tightening in his chest didn't go away. "Yea," He said, embarrassed that he was telling everything to a woman he'd only had a few limited conversations with, like ordering a drink, and saying thanks after.
Charlie hummed standing straight, and put a hand on her hip. "Can't you stay?" She asked.
"I've got a life back home, and a job waiting for me when I get out of school, I've got a flat and a family," Harry mumbled, not liking the fact that he was making excuses for himself. "I've only known Gambit a month, I can't give my whole life up for that. What happens if it doesn't work out?"
"If what doesn't?"
Harry jumped, and turned, Gambit was standing behind him, with a smile on his face, and a surprisingly affectionate look in his dark eyes. Gambit raised an eyebrow at Harry's silence.
"Something I should know about?" Gambit asked, carefully turning the high wooden chair Harry was sitting in, and placing his arms on the back of the chair, so he was trapping Harry.
And it's exactly how Harry felt, trapped. He slowly looked up at Gambit. "It's nothing," Harry said.
Gambit raised an eyebrow. "Well then, don't act so scared," Gambit leaned down and kissed Harry softly, Harry half heartedly returned it, before pulling away.
"....Gambit... I uhm," Harry swallowed staring at Gambit's chest. "I don't wanna hurt you," He said.
"You won't," Gambit said with a reassuring smile as he lifted Harry's chin. "Le's go out tonight," He said.
Gambit held out his hand for Harry, who took it. "Alright, where are we going?" Harry asked with a smile of his own, his worries leaving him, when he caught the look in Gambit's eyes.
Gambit grinned. "To see what the city has to offer two lovers, yea?" He said as they left the bar.
"I'd like that," Harry said leaning against Gambit slightly
"Thought you might," Gambit said leading Harry through the crowded streets towards the large church that sat in the center of the French Quarter.
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They talked about nothing much, gave brief histories about each other, Harry only mentioned that he went to a school in Scotland, that he lived alone, and that his parents were killed when he was one years old. Gambit told Harry he traveled a lot, he preferred to be alone, or with only a few trusted people, that he didn't know much about his parents either, his father left his mother, and that she died after child birth.
Harry hadn't been paying attention to where Gambit was leading him, until he heard the clang of a metal fire escape ladder being pulled down. He looked at it, then Gambit.
"Where are we going?" Harry asked.
"My place," Gambit said taking Harry's hand, and leading him up the stairs.
"Why don't we use the front door?" Harry asked.
"Where's your sense of adventure 'Arry?" Gambit asked, and Harry blushed.
"Alright alright," Harry said. When they got to the roof of the building Gambit lead Harry to a door, and opened it. It was dim, the lights were tinted blue, the decor modern and comfortable looking. He looked up at Gambit. "It's nice,"
Gambit smiled and pulled Harry towards the bed which was separated from the rest of the room by frosted glass framed in dark wood. He pulled Harry close as he came to the foot of the bed, and kissed him softly at first, but slowly the kiss built, tongues clashed and teeth nipped at lips. Their hands roamed over each other's chests and backs. Gambit slid his hands under Harry's shirt, and lifted it off then froze. "What's this?" He asked.
Harry's heart clenched, he had forgotten about the mark, he placed a hand over it quickly. The mark was the dark mark, which he'd gotten while being held captive during the war with Voldemort. The trade mark skull with a snake coming from it's mouth was extremely dark against Harry's pale skin. Harry could've just played it off as a tattoo except for the fact that the snake moved, and slithered around the skull, going through the empty eye sockets and it's tongue flicked out.
"I've seen this before," Gambit said and Harry pulled away.
"This was a bad idea," Harry muttered, pulling his shirt from Gambit's hand.
"Don't," Gambit caught Harry's hands quickly. "It's alright, I don't care," He said. "If you're a mutant it's not that big of a deal. I've just not seen an ability like yours before,"
Harry's eyes shot up to Gambit's. "Mutant?" Harry asked quietly. He shook his head.
"You aren't?" Gambit asked.
Harry made a distressed sound in the back of his throat, and clutched his shirt to his chest. "No, I'm a wizard, I use magic," He muttered.
Gambit didn't answer for a long while, and Harry was starting to panic. Harry pulled his wrists away from Gambit and scrambled to put his shirt on and rushed for the door, he yanked it open, but it slammed shut on it's own and Harry jumped back and looked at the door.
"Don't do tha' Cheri," Gambit said smoothly and Harry shivered, he'd never heard him speak like that. It was hypnotic, and Harry looked over his shoulder at Gambit, his eyes had the same red ring that Harry had seen when Gambit was doing card tricks, only the ring was much larger, and the glow much brighter in the dim light. "Ya don't have to be afraid of me, or ashamed of that tattoo on yer chest,"
Harry shivered, letting out the breath he'd been holding in shakily. "You're a mutant?" He asked.
"Yes, are you afraid of me?" Gambit asked walking towards Harry.
"No," Harry said truthfully.
"Then why'd ya try to run 'Arry?" Gambit asked, cupping Harry's face carefully. "What's that tattoo, huh?"
Harry didn't know why he was compelled to tell Gambit, but slowly his mouth opened, and he told Gambit what the dark mark was, what it meant to wizard's, and how he got it. The whole while, Gambit remained quiet, whispering for Harry to continue when he faltered, and Harry listened to him.
"Don't worry 'Arry, I'm not gonna hurt ya," Gambit leaned down and pressed his lips against Harry's tenderly, coaxing Harry's lips into response. "It's okay, I don't care what happened, the past is just that, the past it doesn't matter," Gambit pulled Harry away from the door, and back towards the door.
Harry shook his head, his senses coming back to him. "Gambit... we shouldn't," He said.
"We aren't," Gambit replied, and laid Harry down on the bed, and moved over him. "I just don't want ya to leave me tonight," He said and kissed Harry again. He slowly pulled Harry's shirt off and then his pants.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked.
"Do you like to sleep in yer clothes?" Gambit asked pressing kisses to Harry's shoulder.
"No," Harry said.
"Neither do I," Gambit said pulling his shirt off and throwing it off the edge of the bed.
"You want me to sleep here tonight?" Harry asked.
"Of course I do," Gambit said, Harry noticed that the glow was gone from Gambit's eyes.
"I know your secret now," Harry whispered, reaching up to touch the corners of Gambit's eyes. "How you were doing those card tricks, winning all those games,"
"Yea," Gambit said. "And I know yours," He leaned down and pressed his lips over the dark mark on Harry's chest.
Harry tangled his fingers in Gambit's hair as he kissed across Harry's chest. "I can't sleep if you keep doing that," Harry mumbled.
"Can't help myself," Gambit said laying on the bed next to Harry. Harry rolled onto his side, Gambit stayed on his back, hands behind his head on the pillows.
Harry reached over and began tracing on Gambit's chest lightly. He noticed that Gambit was fit, but his muscles weren't thick like Ron's were, but they weren't as thin as his own. There were a few thin scars that Harry could make out, mostly by the fact that they were lighter then the rest of Gambit's skin which had a nice tan to it. Harry's hand stopped at Gambit's navel, and he chuckled, Gambit was an outtie, which Harry thought was extremely cute.
"What's so funny?" Gambit asked lazily.
Harry looked up and met Gambit's eyes. "You're an outtie," He said with amusement in his voice.
"Yea?" Gambit asked with a smile. "So?"
"I think it's cute," Harry said.
"Why thank you kindly 'Arry," Gambit said, he moved an arm, wrapping it around Harry's shoulders, pulling the younger man against him. "Just wait till ya see my birthmark then,"
Harry blushed, and buried his face in the crook of Gambit's neck. "Wait to you see my dimples," He teased back and Gambit made a noise that sounded a lot like a purr, and Harry chuckled and closed his eyes.
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End of Chapter Two
I hope that you enjoyed the chapter, I had to bring in Pryo, Iceman and Rouge because they are some of my favorite X-men like ever. I was thinking about bringing in Wolverine, but I decided that since I've got plans for a fic with him as a main character and Harry's seme, that I could let him stay out of this. You'll find out what Rouge and Gambit talked about in the last and final chapter that will be posted most likely by next weekend. And yes I know that Rouge was a total bitch, but she used to be with Gambit, don't you think she's gonna be a little bitchy when she sees her ex with another person? And Harry got the dark mark branded on him by Bellatrix when he was held captive during the war, but it didn't vanish after Voldemort was killed because it wasn't an actual dark mark, but a tattoo/brand of it, so see it like a very bold scar.
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