A/N: I forgot to mention; this all takes place while they're all in fifth year, so basically they're all fifteen. Just an FYI.

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"Hermione…. Hermione! Wait!" Harry called, reaching out and grabbing Hermione's hand to make her slow down. She whirled around, tears tracking down her face. "What, Harry? ! What?" she snapped, eyes bright with pain and anger.

"You know you can't do that! If your emotions get out of control, you'll-." "I know, Harry! It's fine!" Hermione snarled, clenching her hands into fists. "Really? You didn't seem to notice, but you bent my fork and almost started levitating the candlesticks." Harry countered easily.

Hermione froze, gaping at him, before slowly falling into his arms, her body trembling with sobs. "I-I'm sorry," she hiccupped, "I really am. But I can't control it when I'm mad; you should know that!"

"I do know that," sighed Harry, rubbing her back in a comforting way. Suddenly, voices started filtering around the corner. Quickly, both Gryffindors both slid into a hidden passage behind a tapestry as Draco Malfoy and his cronies came around the corner.

"Huh, I knew Potter's girlfriend was a strange one! Defending those freaks of nature!" laughed Draco, passing their hiding place unaware of them. "I can't believe Granger, the dirty Mudblood, would actually defend mutants! Mutants! They're nothing more than dirty freaks! They're even worse than humans!" added Goyle, drawing laughs from his friends.

Harry felt Hermione begin shaking again in his arms, but he quietly allowed his mind to enter hers: "Don't listen to them. They're just a bunch of twats," he said silently. "I know that! But…. Aren't you offended too? You're the same as me!" Hermione thought back.

"True, telepathy and telekinesis is quite rare even for a mutant, but I am one no matter what I do. But I don't listen to them. Because I know that no matter what they say, they secretly fear us," Harry said silently again.

Hermione stilled in his arms, understanding dawning on her features. As she allowed that to sink in, Harry hugged her closer to him, but he suddenly wrinkled his nose. "Your hair-dye smells awful compared to your real scent," he thought with a sigh, missing the natural scent of her hair that he smelled over the summer.

"Well, it's not really natural to have green hair, so you'll have to live with the dye," whispered Hermione, turning to look up at him. "I like green hair better on you than brown hair," complained Harry quietly, staring at her with puppy-dog eyes. "Too bad. Live with it, Potter!" Hermione laughed quietly, poking Harry playfully on the nose.

Harry smiled at her before lightly kissing her on the lips. Hermione deepened the kiss, and soon they were both lost in the moment, making out in their little hideaway, unaware of what was happening outside their school.

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"You're sure, Emma?" Magneto asked for the hundredth time. "Erik, how many times must I say it? You have four children, two in America and two in England. There's Pietro and Wanda Maximoff, twin brother and sister. I'm suspecting they'll be picked up by Xavier sometime soon if we do nothing. And there's Lorna and Hestia Dane, also twins, but both girls. Lorna is currently at Maxine's Orphanage for Girls in London, but Hestia was adopted from there when she was two. I have no idea where she is now," said Emma, slowly placing the Cerebro helmet down onto the controls.

They'd rebuilt the telepathic technology after Emma joined the Brotherhood at their secret base, and now Emma had picked up brainwaves from four different mutants, each with brainwaves too similar to Magneto's to be any normal mutants; they had to be family of his. But, after extensive research into Erik Lensherr's family history as well as his personal history, she'd confirmed it; they were his children.

"This is impossible… Are you sure you cannot locate Hestia?" asked Erik, leaning over her shoulder to look at the coordinates. "No. I only know she existed because I called the orphanage; she was brought in with Lorna and is her biological twin sister, but the couple that adopted her couldn't afford another child so they only took Hestia," Emma said, looking over her list of locations for Erik's children and some other mutants she'd found.

"Who was the couple that adopted her?" asked Erik, looking at her with a look of complete seriousness.

"I read the woman's mind. They're name is Granger."

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A/N: Whoa, super short, oh well! Next chapter coming soon! And remember; if you want me to update faster, vote for this story on my profile poll or leave a nice review!
-Wind