Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the X-men.
Sorry for the wait; I wanted to get a couple stories updated at once.
It may get a little strange at the end, I wanted to get a little insight into Harry's head.
Petunia looked at the man across from her with a calculating glare. Harry had told her much about this man but he refused to delve too deeply into any person's mind because of the severe damage that such a thing could cause and none of them were going to try to force the issue. "I would like to know exactly how you view the current situation between what you know as normal humans and mutants."
Magneto sized the woman in front of him up before he decided how far he was going to take this. "I have seen the horrors of the Holocaust and I have very little doubt that the same thing will happen to mutants unless we take a stand now and make sure that they can't subjugate us." He could practically see the calculations going on within Mrs. Dursley's mind. "A telepath that I met when I was younger, Charles Xavier, believes that there can be peace between the races without the use of force and while it is a wonderful dream to have; it is just that, a dream. Humanity had never been a species to simply accept that there may be a more powerful species out there and they will do almost anything to assure their superiority among the creatures of this planet. The Salam Witch Trials, the Spanish Inquisition, and the Holocaust are just three of the many examples of humanities inability to accept those that are different or may be more powerful."
Petunia could see how this man had managed to gain such a reputation as a leader among mutants; he certainly had a way with words and a presence that demanded attention. "Did you give William Striker information about Xavier's institute of your own free will, or was the information forced from you?" She had to admire the way that he covered his shock.
Magneto reassessed the woman in the instant it took to recover; she obviously had a very good informant. "That human had some kind of mind control substance with him that made it impossible for me to deny his questions no matter how much I wish that I could have. I don't know what he wanted with the information but I don't doubt that he will end up being the start of the inter-race war at the rate that he's going."
Petunia glanced at the thin gold watch Vernon had bought for their last anniversary. "He is going to try. Tonight at around midnight he plans to attack your friend's institute to capture as many mutants as possible as well as obtain something called Cerebro and your friend. If you were to be released from this lovely cage of yours, would you do anything about it or let the war begin with the death of countless innocents and an old friend?"
Magneto really wanted to know how this woman of no visible mutation knew so much about what others were doing; she didn't have the feel of a telepath about her. "I want a war, there's no point in hiding that, but even I don't think that children should be sacrificed to start it. If I was able to leave this little slice of hell on earth I would try to redeem myself for revealing the school's secrets by defending it to the best of my ability."
Petunia managed a small smile before the passageway reattached itself and the guard walked back into the room only to bow before speaking in an emotionless voice that belonged to a much younger man. "All of the guards on the outside are unconscious as well as any personnel that aren't needed to leave. All of the security cameras are currently offline and have been for your entire visit. Will he be accompanying you out?"
Magneto watched as the woman graced the guard that was obviously being controlled remotely with the largest smile he had seen on her yet, though that isn't saying much. "Yes Harry dear, I do believe that it would be in everyone's best interest if he flew the coop so to speak."
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Logan always knew that his luck had to be the worst of any man on earth and this is just the kind of thing that proved it to him. He had visited the lake that Chuck had sent him to only to find nothing but an abandoned military facility that held nothing that sparked his memories or gave him any clues to go on. He had managed to make it back to the institute in record time only to walk in as Jean, Storm, and wonder boy left to find some mutant while leaving him with the task of watching the brats while Chuck rested from overworking himself. It made his lack of luck more then apparent as he popped open a beer and listened to Rogue tell him all about every single thing that happened since the last time he saw her. Sometimes he didn't know why he even bothered getting up in the morning.
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Logan woke up with a start and instantly knew that something was very wrong. It was quiet, too quiet; a school full of teenagers was never quiet.
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Twenty minutes later Logan was corralled with the entire teenage populace in the main hall surrounded by soldiers as many of the students were crying and carrying on. He had managed to take a few of them down but they used the lives of the students as leverage to get him to cooperate so he had no choice. Chuck was taken off by a man the seemed to recognize him several minutes ago and now he had nothing to do but see where this situation was going to go, he couldn't die but the others didn't have that same guarantee.
He was about to ask the idiots if they were even going to tell them what the hell they were after when the soldiers found themselves weaponless as a very familiar voice seemed to pour from the open doorway. "My, my, that isn't the proper way to act when you're in someone else's house. Why don't you all go to sleep so that I can converse with these lovely children and the animal about what you all have managed to accomplish." No sooner had he finished then every one of them fell to the ground unconscious and he entered the building with his normal companion, Mystique, and a young boy that sent Logan's feral into a fit of lust.
He was a walking wet dream for any dominant creature; short and delicately framed with long flowing black hair with the barest hint of red, eyes of emerald framed by long black lashes and an aura of untamable power that was one of the draws he had originally been attracted to from Jean but this boy's aura was so much more powerful then hers and so much more attractive to his inner beast.
"It should be safe for you to return to your rooms as it seems as if they got what they originally came here for." The boy's voice was quiet but demanded attention. "The soldiers have fled from the rest of the estate and these few will be dealt with shortly." None of the students questioned him; instead they merely picked themselves off of the floor and returned to their rooms barring a select few. All that was left was Rogue, John, Bobby and Logan.
Magneto looked at them with a look that seemed to dare them to challenge him, which none of them were in the mood to do. "Fancy meeting you all here, I decided to go out for a midnight stroll outside of my little cage and I happen to run across such wonderful fun."
The boy cocked his head to the side as if listening to something. "Striker has managed to take both the professor and what looks to be the head piece for Cerebro. We will need to have some back up to get them back."
Magneto glanced at the boy with a look in his eyes that none of those present barring Mystique could identify and she wasn't going to inform anyone else. "Quite." He turned to look Logan dead in the eye. "Where did one eye and the little motley crew of Charles' run off to?"
Logan grunted as he heaved himself off of the floor and cracked his neck to the side. "They went running off towards Boston to find that mutant that attacked the president."
Bobby jerked with surprise and blushed as all the eyes in the room landed on him. "My family lives in Boston."
Magneto turned on his heels and started walking toward the garage. "Perfect, I'm sure that they'll be thrilled to see you again and let us hang around until the others find us."
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Bobby's family wasn't home when they got there so they set the tracking beacon in the cars that they 'borrowed' and made themselves right at home. Bobby dragged John and Rogue up the stairs to get them out of their pajamas and into something more suitable as well as letting Rogue wear his grandmother's old gloves to keep her from hurting someone accidentally while the others picked a spot to relax until the others followed the signal.
Logan popped the top off of one of the beers he pilfered from the fridge and looked over the group gathered in the living room. "Not that I'm not thrilled that you decided to show up and save the day, but why on earth would you help out the people that helped put you in that hellhole in the first place as your first act after getting out?"
Magneto gave him an annoyed glare as he sipped the tea that the boy had made several minutes ago. "Harry's," he motioned to the boy sitting in one of the chairs across from him, "aunt came to me with a very interesting set of information and a few irresistible tidbits of information in exchange for my cooperation and while I do want a war that mutants have the advantage in I do not want needless bloodshed and Charles has been one of my closest friends for a very long time, even if we do not agree on the fate of mutant and human kind." That seemed to be the end of his willingness to talk to any of them as he leaned back slightly and took the room in with roving eyes.
Logan looked again at the boy that tempted his inner beast so and found him to be analyzing everything in the room as if it would jump up and attack him at any given time. It was a behavior that Logan recognized almost instantly though he couldn't quite remember where he acquired the information; it was the behavior of someone that had been abused as a very small child. He could tell from the boy's current condition that the abuse had stopped but those kinds of habits were hard to break.
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Magneto was almost amused, almost. The boy's, Bobby's, parents ended up arriving before Charles' lackeys and they got to witness him trying to explain his 'condition' to his parents. The parents reacted the way that most people acted when faced with something different from one of their children, they asked if he had tried to not be one and then tried to settle blame, it was an age old process.
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Harry was more confused then he had previously thought to be possible. When he had returned home after meeting Xavier he had expected his family to be irate with him but they had hugged him! He was slowly becoming used to the fact that they weren't going to hit him anymore but hugging him was something that he hadn't even seen coming. Nor did he expect his aunt to willingly visit one of the most dangerous mutants in the world with the intent of freeing him, which had been far too easy.
After they had managed to essentially walk right out of the prison they ended up running into one of Magneto's friends, Mystique and his aunt let them both into the house before asking him to go to his room so that she could talk to them both for a moment alone, which meant that he wasn't to listen in so he obeyed and thought that when his aunt called him down for dinner they would both be gone. They had still been there and apparently it had been decided that he would go with Magneto to help him stop the man named Striker and was to do whatever was asked of him unless it harmed him or someone he cared about.
It hadn't been that hard to break through the enemy defenses at the school, none of them had plastic weapons or the kind of helmets necessary to block out his level of telepathy. He had felt rage when he saw that they had gathered together all of the students, even those that were still small children and were threatening them rather violently. Rendering them unconscious and then helping to 'dispose' of them was something he had no problem doing and even took a small amount of pleasure in.
It wasn't until they were walking toward the garage to 'acquire' a set of cars that he noticed the feral in their little ragtag group and felt his heart skipping a beat. The man practically had dominance pouring from him and made his stomach twist in a way that made him more then a little uncomfortable. It certainly didn't help that the man, Logan, stared at him the entire way to the cars and he quickly slid into the car with Magneto to escape the unusual feelings, no one had ever looked at him like that and it made his stomach flutter.
Bobby's house was rather like the Dursleys so it was easy for me to make myself comfortable in one of the chairs and wait for either his parents or the others to show up. When Bobby's parents entered the house it was easy to see that they thought highly of him when they practically smothered him until he dropped the bomb about being a mutant. They reacted much like most parents probably would, trying to find a way out of it and placing blame, but it was the younger brother that truly had the most violent thoughts, and they almost made Harry sick.
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When Bobby's brother stood up to run out of the room to head towards his bedroom he felt his heart sink before it almost jolted out of his chest when the door to the hall where the stairs were slammed closed just before his brother reached them and no amount of pulling pried them open. "It would do you no good to call the police to come and detain your brother." Harry's voice sent shivers down his spine even before the words registered. "All that you will accomplish would be the death of the police officers that would be sent to answer the call."
Bobby's mother's voice was strained and high pitched, almost enough to make Logan cover his ears. "What on earth are you talking about? Bryan is just overwhelmed with the information and would never call the police on his own brother, and I'm sure that if he did they wouldn't do anything that would warrant their deaths."
You could tell from the look on Harry's face that he thought that Bobby's mother was likely on something or that he found her thoughts to be slightly unnerving. "Your youngest is one of the most jealous individuals that I have had the displeasure to meet and his mind is practically screaming out his intentions to call the police and tell them that there are dangerous mutants in his house threatening his family. The police officers are currently on guard with the attack on the president and would be more on edge then they normally would be and would not hesitate to use deadly force and while your son and his girlfriend," Rogue practically turned fuchsia when Bobby's mother looked over at her in shock, "would not harm any of them no matter what; none of the rest of us would have a problem defending ourselves."
Magneto was the next one to speak and he looked more amused then he should have been with the situation. "I find it amazing that you actually think that your police officers would even think twice about opening fire on us if they had the chance." The sounds of a jet landing could plainly be heard and all of the pictures in the house started to rattle ominously. "It looks like our ride has finally gotten here so we bid you a good day." The man strutted out of the house like he owned it and the others could only follow him as they each processed the events in their own way. It wasn't until the jet was back in the air that the door to the upstairs sprang back open and hit Bryan square in the face.
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