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Harry tried to reach up and scratch his head only to be stopped by a tight clasp around his wrist. The old Potter looked up and saw Scott staring at him with creases of warning on his face. Harry was about to release snide comment but was interrupted,
"Cou-"
"-You can let go of him Scott" commanded Xavier calmly
Harry was released and he stumbled forward a few steps, but eventually, he was able to sit back down in front of the Professor.
Charles Xavier quietly gazed fixedly at Harry, who only gazed back listlessly.
"You two should go check to see if the others are alright," said Charles, directing this 'suggestion' at Scott and Jean. The two left without much hesitance but Harry could feel Scott's disapproval of him.
Harry waited for the questions; the ones that stress him, the ones that force him to spin up the most intricate of lies-
"Well I already know your name so, Hello. My name is Professor Charles Xavier, you could call me anything but most of everything."
Harry let out a confused breath, most would ask him what he could do, or how he could do stuff. Charles continued to talk after Harry didn't since he could see the nervousness and reluctance arise from Harry's form,
"I have the gift of Telepathy."
Even though Xavier didn't ask what Harry's ability was, Harry answered because he knew not talking would take a lot of fun opportunities away,
"I can change things about my body, I can heal, I don't know much about the mind thing though, it just happens- I'm sorry I just-"
Charles lightly chuckled, causing Harry to stop speaking.
Perhaps he has the power to replicate things?
I don't think that's it, Professor
!
Charles blinked and gently pushed Harry out of his thoughts, when he focused back on Harry, he sighed, causing the poor boy-In his thoughts- to sputter out an apology.
"I'm sorry, I meant to say that aloud but I sort of just answered! Your thoughts, Everybody's thoughts, are too loud at times, I can't-"
"-That's perfectly normal Harry, even I can't stop myself from peering into other's ponderings, Your gift is Natural," Charles said
"It's not natural! I'm a Freak," Harry glared distastefull at Xavier, and continued, "What did you see in my head?"
"You have a family Harry. I only saw your Uncle, Aunt, cousin, their actions, and a scene where you managed to change a teacher's hair blue."
Harry seemed to calm down,
"Well Professor, I think that baldness suits you. Not to be bald- I mean bold."
Charles chuckled and began asking the important questions,
"Where did you come from?"
"Just Britain"
"Did you get any schooling?"
"I went to some place in Scotland"
"Where are your relatives?"
Harry smiled grimly before explaining that he didn't know or care where they were.
"Do you have anything with you besides clothing?"
Harry snorted before answering no, and after a few polite questions relating to favourite subjects or songs, Xavier inquired if he could see an example of Harry's other abilities and, surprisingly, the boy readily accepted and showed him.
Charles' eyes watched as Harry's skin shifted into an array of dark blue scales before changing to the smooth brown skin of a model. The skin-shifter's eye colour remained the same but his hair went from a black mess to straight brown strands. Harry breathed out steadily and changed back into himself.
The old Professor hid his confusion and excitement, he had found a boy with similar powers to Raven perhaps the same, but he had also found a powerful mutant with obvious dislike towards people. He will not fail Harry like he did with others, he promised himself.
Harry was nervously shifting in his seat but was seemingly surprised when Charles smiled in happiness,
"This school is specifically targeted to help gifted students, would you like to stay here?"
"I don't have any money, I can't possibly be able to afford this!"
"You won't have to worry about that. We have plenty of students with your same situation"
"...I doubt it really… but I'd like to attend"
Charles felt triumphant and gave Harry a note with a room number, also mentioning that he would have a roommate.
When Harry left the office, he let out a sly smirk as he went to go find his room.
Scott watched the black-haired boy walk away with suspicion. He had seen the little smug look Harry sported.
After Harry left, he immediately went to voice his concerns to Xavier but was dismissed after one of his comments,
"He's just like Mystique, the same smirk and stride-We shouldn't trust him."
The Professor acted like nothing was wrong, why didn't he find Harry suspicious?
Death was playing with the old Xavier's mind, just like he did with others that concerned Harry. He only works to maintain balance. But he also deeply wants his Master happy.
Scott doesn't know that Harry can change his skin, he just doesn't like how convenient the boy is. Also, this counts as on time, It isn't the first of December yet!