wow lot of reviews and lot of requests to update. so here's chapter 2

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Chapter 2: Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters

Deep the safe comfort of his mind, Harry dreamed. He saw a young man about eighteen standing on a hill over looking a valley. In the distance was a place Harry recognized all too well: Hogwarts. The young man was dressed in a black leather jumpsuit with red and yellow trim. Harry could not see his face.

In front of the man stood an army of mismatched people, Some levitating, others lifting boulders and tree trunks yet not breaking a sweat. All were superhuman, Harry realized and all were looking at the young man with the same look on their face: anger.

Suddenly, the young man's hands burst not into flame but glowed red and orange. He stared at his hands as if he could not believe they were there. Harry ran forward as if to help the man but he vanished in a flash of red and orange as did the rest of the dream.

Harry woke up from the sheer terror of his dream. Once he'd reduced his racing heart to a normal steady beat, he took in his surroundings. He was in a white room, clean and smelling like bleach. Harry guessed he was in a hospital or infirmary-like room.

It was then Harry realized he was not alone in the room. A man in a wheelchair sat next to Harry's bed. He was bald and wore a suit. He was smiling.

"Hello Harry. I'm glad you're awake."

"Who are you? Where am I? How do you know my name?"

"So many questions." Said the bald man. "My name is Professor Charles Xavier. Where you are is my school, the Xavier Institute. You're in the infirmary where you've been sleeping the past few days. I'm glad you've woken up Harry. To answer your last question, I know who you are because Albus Dumbledore told me about you."

"You know Dumbledore?" asked Harry. Professor Xavier smiled.

"Yes. I met him years before, when I was just starting this school. When he told me he ran a school for teenage witches and wizards, I was skeptical at first. Then he showed me some magic and explained about Voldemort, Hogwarts and the magical world."

"Dumbledore wouldn't tell anyone about the magical world. Why'd he tell you?" Professor Xavier smiled.

"I have my own secrets that I shared with Professor Dumbledore."

"What secrets?"

"This school is not an ordinary school, Harry. Like your Hogwarts, it's for special individuals. This is a school for Superhumans."

"Superhumans?"

"Superhumans or a mutant is anybody with a paranormal ability, something not everyone has: self propelled flight, teleportation, Tissue regeneration."

"Like superpowers?" asked Harry

"That's one name for them yes. And you have something in common with everyone here Harry. You're a mutant."

Silence was prominent in the room as Harry stared at Professor Xavier.

"I'm a what?"

"You have a special ability or two as it seems. Last night is evidence of that. Can you remember anything that happened?"

Harry raked his brains, recalling the previous night's events.

"The dementor was leaning over me. I could hear my mum screaming."

"It was making you relive your worst memory?" asked Professor Xavier. Harry nodded.

"Then I saw my friend's faces in my mind and suddenly my hands were on fire and so was the dementor. It flew off and I looked over at my cousin, Dudley. I couldn't find my wand but it flew into my hand. I cast a Patronus Charm." Harry paused looking at Professor Xavier.

"I know what that is." He said. "Continue."

"Then it flew off too. That's all."

"You see? What you've just described shows that you have special abilities. First you wielded fire without burning yourself. Then you move your wand to your hand just by reaching out for it. Pyrokinesis and Telekinesis."

"So what now?"

"Now if you're feeling better, I'd like to show you around the Xavier Institute so that you can see what goes on here." He pointed to a bundle next to Harry on the table next to his bed.

"There's a change of clothes there for you. I'm afraid we had to guess your size. Meet me outside once you've changed." Professor Xavier then left the room, shutting the door behind him.

Harry grabbed the bundle and separated the clothes. There was a pair of blue jeans, a black t-shirt with a silver "x" in a circle on the left and black socks. Harry changed and walked outside of the room.

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"At this institution, we've modified almost everything to fit any mutant's needs." said Professor Xavier as he led Harry around the grounds. They'd already been through the interior of the enormous mansion. Professor Xavier had shown Harry the dorms, which were occupied by students of both genders and every age from 10 to 20. Some adults had been speaking in larger rooms to a group of students. Xavier explained.

"We offer the best education available, all be it for a few... minor additions. We give not only an education in academics but in abilities as well.

After that, they'd gone below the main floor to a brightly lit hallway made completely of what looked like polished chrome. A large door was at the end of the hallway. It had a large circle cut into the metal, a blue dot in the middle. When Harry inquired, Professor X had said simply, "Cerebro." Then he'd lead Harry away.

There was only one other room Harry had not seen. The door had been in a side hallway off of the Cerebro door. Professor X didn't let Harry in it. He said, "That's the Danger Room. It's not time for you to go in there yet."

Now they were outside, watching as mutants of all ages went about with all the appearance of normal students. Harry watched as several students ran around a dirt track and stared as several ran at speeds that could maybe outrun his Firebolt.

"We try to remain as inconspicuous as possible." said Professor X as he watched the runners. "As you can see, we are different then most schools you've seen." Professor Xavier turned his wheelchair to face Harry.

"Harry, I wanted you to see this place because I wanted you to realize what this place is for mutants: a home. Most of the world lives in fear of us because they don't understand us. Mankind is notorious for condemning what they don't understand. I created this place in the hope of reaching the young generation of mutants and teaching them to not use their abilities to rule but to help mankind. Humans need heroes like us to help where they fail."

"Harry I ask of you two things. First, I'd like to offer you a place here, at the school. Here, you'll get a first rate education in academics and also learn about your abilities and be amongst mutants your age. The second thing is I'd like to ask if you'd take part in the X-Gen Project. Due to the recent manifesting of so many mutant teenagers, my staff and I have created a program to push your abilities to their limits, at the same time teaching you to use them to save the world rather than destroy it. We also teach combat skills. At the end of the three month program, you graduate as X-men. The X-men is a force of mutants dedicated to helping to save the world from mutants who call for mutant superiority. Here you'll be treated like one of us. So what do you say?"

Harry's mind raced. This was different then Hogwarts. At Hogwarts, he was the subject of stares and whispers behind his back. Here, being different was normal. Here there was no 'Famous Harry Potter' Here he was just Harry. Harry's thoughts shifted to Ron and Hermione. Both had been quiet this summer. Dumbledore too. Harry thought that, with Voldemort back, Harry would be moved out of Dursley's soon. Instead he'd been forgotten, cut off from the magical world, treated like a second class citizen. At that moment Harry knew his answer. "I'll do it."

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