Title: Vanteerian Charm
Author: Lady Treason & Tinkering
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any affliates, I'm in no way connected to any of them, I do not mean to infringe on any copyrights or titles and I make no money off of this endeavour.
Warning: What can I say? It's a Harry Potter/Smallville crossover. There will be Snarry, there will be Clex.
Summary: Mostly HP but then a curious bald headed man and a gangly farm boy wandered into their universe…and were followed. So then the megalomaniac father of said bald headed millionaire started getting even GREATER "disillusions" of grandeur… am I giving away the whole plot here? Dude!
A/N: Only one person played my game #pouts# but quixotic-hope was VERY good. My favourites were "Slaves"-Bad Religion AND "Be Free"-Papa Roach, Sensory Overload"-Bad Religion AND "Numb"-Linkin Park and "Sleep"-Story of the Year AND "Wake Up"-Lost Prophets. Come people, let's keep the game going!
Vanteerian Charm
By Lady Treason & Tinkering
Disclaimer: All HP characters and places belong to JK Rowling. The Vanteerian Race and stuff belongs solely to me. Ha.
Chapter Three
"We have…American sponsors of our experiments…very well off." Harry moaned softly and struggled up off the bed. He was still in the glass room. He whimpered, disoriented from his quick nap needed after the sap on his magic, in his condition. Then he realized he had visitors.
Dr. Hamilton and the woman were back and staring at him. He was starting to get nervous when Hamilton turned away from him matter-of-factly and went back to talking as if his presence didn't matter.
"It could create a whole new human society, a whole new race. With the DNA from our other project…and it," Here Harry was gestured to. "We'll be heralded as the ones to start a whole new era in human civilization."
The woman was frowning. "I can see the point behind some of your ideas. Using them for medical breakthroughs and such but…trying to mix two species that we know nothing about, where experimentation could destroy the only specimens we have? I'm not so sure about that Doctor."
Harry shivered at the way the man smirked then, totally detached. "It's a good thing then that you're not head of this project then Ms. Chang isn't it?"
"Shouldn't you have clearance with our new sponsors first then, Dr. Hamilton?" The woman replied tightly. "Even if you are head of the project, if you lose what these big-buck people are sponsoring you're going to be in the deep shit."
"Do not question me. It's still my project, with or without him." Hamilton replied coldly. "Besides, the sponsor is coming tomorrow morning by jet. He's very interested in having a new…collector's item, since he discovered his own first…creature." The doctor sneered disgustedly. "Anyway, let's do some more tests…and I think we should set aside yesterday's security camera footage also…"
This sponsor sounded like a cold person. More so than the doctor himself even, Harry thought, withdrawing under his bed sheets with a shudder. Oh he wished he'd never got these wings. He'd never even made it to home from Little Whinging, got the chance to find out what the hell he was! He sniffled, if he had to be something weird on the inside…he wished he could at least hide his wings…
Harry slept fitfully that night after a lunch of powder covered salad and the rest of the day a spate of tests he'd gone through half asleep. The only thing he was sure had happened was an X-ray for sure and the pain of the flashing light had been excruciating. He still had some lingering discomfort from the flashes. He'd have to let the Headmaster know they had proof of this abnormality…but then he fell asleep with that thought and the next morning when he woke that was the farthest thing on his mind…
"I'm very interested in seeing the anomaly your team found. A winged boy you say?" A curiously excited voice asked.
"Yes sir. We've so far only run some preliminary tests, got a few samples and done an X-ray or two but with you sponsoring us…"
"Ah, yes. You want to make sure you'll get your money." The voices were outside of the first door into his room and Harry lifted his head sleepily, still half drugged. "If this is what you promised you'll get a nice, big 'experimental funding' donation to keep you going."
"Then you'll get what we promised." Dr. Hamilton stepped in the door first holding it open for the person behind him. A distinguished man followed him in and the doctor let the door swing closed. "It, was passing off as a boy, name of Harry. If we find out his full name maybe you could make sure no one comes looking for him…"
There was a pause as Harry and the man looked at each other across the room through the glass, the man looking over Dr. Hamilton's shoulder with an incredulous little smile. The man had auburn hair layered with many streaks of grey and dark red now. Harry found himself retreating slightly under his blanket. The man did look…cruel.
"Remind me again, why I'm wasting my time here?" The man said, humour gone.
"Mr. Luthor! The boy is a phenomenon…" Dr. Hamilton turned and pointed almost angrily before freezing when he saw Harry.
"Your wings…where are your wings boy!"
"Huh?" Harry mumbled sleepily. It looked like he was mouthing stupidly through the glass and Luthor laughed again.
"This was a brilliant attempt for funding Doctor but next time have the people who are costuming your 'phenomenon', on time?" He said sarcastically.
"Mr. Luthor! Sir, I don't know why…more tests are following this but he did have wings yesterday. We have documented pictures…the samples alone prove it and the security videos will assure you…we will get those wings back on him…wherever they are…"
"I don't have time to waste. I have legitimate business' I need to keep on track Mr. Hamilton…"
"Follow me please…I'll get some people in to run some more tests on the specimen…"
Harry was slipping in and out of consciousness as Dr. Chang entered with a group pushing a table full of silver objects and smiled at him through his fuzzy sight.
Lionel Luthor poured over some reports and research sample copies of notes the scientific team had made and tried to bury real excitement. It was true. The boy had had wings before and some full body X-rays had revealed they were somehow retracted into his back. Not the full wings but the cartilage of the appendages themselves…how the feathers grew back, who knew…but besides that, what had really excited him was an idea the Doctor had put forward.
He could potentially lose a specimen or perhaps both…or he could gain an offspring of both of his subjects…together. He could only imagine…the things he didn't know yet about either of them, what could possibly happen if they were merged, the possibilities were staggering!
Both the specimen were technically male yes, but the X-ray of his newest anomaly, 'Harry', had shown that it had the ability to reproduce. The thing was, unlike his other specimen who looked exteriorly human at least, 'Harry' was totally human…except for two small ovaries hidden in a slightly larger pelvic cavity and of course the wings.
He would have to find even more selective doctors and research scientists than he had in some of his secret operations working on this. No one could find out or even hear an inkling about this project…
"Dad, I'm beginning to wonder if I wasted my time coming back here to push papers for you."
Lionel stood smoothly, sweeping his papers and files together as his son came strolling into his office.
"Lex. Ah, this again. Son, you know that due to your last psychotic break…"
"I work at a shit farm. And make my money from shit, but I don't want to be fed it too." Lex said, lips twisted wryly. He stood, legs braced, before his father's desk with his hands in his pockets and waited. "Well? No more excuses?"
"I quite frankly don't have the time to spar verbally with you. I have some important things to work on." Lionel gestured to his desk. "So if you could excuse my shortness…perhaps you have some papers to push?"
Lex blinked in surprise before eyeing the files on the desk. "What are you working on?"
"A new acquisition. I'd love to tell you about it but I can't. So Lex. You know where the door is."
Lex stared at him for a moment before smiling and turning, gliding out. Lionel stared after him before a frown marred his brow. His son was intrigued…and he already knew that was never a good thing. Time to find an old bone to throw at him…Cadmus Labs perhaps? Losing that alone would be nothing compared to his two specimen.
Lex had merely been curious before. Now he was suspicious.
His father had just given him all projects under Cadmus Labs. All he already had broken into on his own and knew about by now, but this was big considering his father had been trying to sell to him that he was still unstable…
Now he was giving him an old project?
He finally decided to get back to Dr. Hamilton on having that treatment done to restore his memories while getting a few private investigators on his father. A tail or two couldn't hurt either. He wanted to find out what it was that had his father this…distracted, he would play so sloppily…
"Harry," Someone shook the still body on the bed and whispered again. "Time to wake up."
"Uh…ugh." Harry squeezed his eyes shut tighter and tried to curl into the bed. He hurt so much.
"Potter! Get yourself out of that bed!" Someone else hissed at him. "The Headmaster didn't send us here to watch you sleep!"
Harry shivered in his sleep and rolled over with a groan at the dull aches in his shoulders. His abdomen ached too but the sleeping powder the scientists were giving him that made him slow-minded was turning him into a zombie, an inch from sleeping, always. But at least it was night…night was good…
"Lucius. This isn't natural sleep. He's drugged up to his eyeballs." The second voice said dryly.
"These disgusting…can't believe they did this to him!" Lucius huffed as Harry fell asleep again and pulled his wand. "You take out the cameras. I think Kingsley went to look for rooms with anything interesting and security tapes." He pulled a watch-chain from his robe pocket. "We've got ten minutes to be back here."
Severus smiled caustically and withdrew his wand. "I'll be punctual."
The next eight minutes were spent in systematic destruction on the lab rooms and cameras before the infiltration group of four regrouped in the glass room with Harry.
"Time to go. Did you disable their sprinkler system?" Lucius got a nod from the wizard that had been with the group of scientists and pointed his wand around the room outside Harry's glass cage. With few muttered words and a few shots the room was burning merrily. And then when they were all touching the chain they disappeared out of the glass room without a trace.
They portkeyed from Manchester to Edinburgh, to break down the size of the jump, then from there to Hogwarts. They appeared right in the Hospital Wing and Lucius was just in time to catch a faint Harry and carry him to one of the beds. Kingsley and Diggle left immediately.
"Mr. Malfoy! What…what has happened to Mr. Potter?" Madam Pomfrey said sadly looking down at him. In the light of day the group did realize he looked scarred and thin along with pathetically sick.
"He's been being drugged I believe by the muggles. He'll need a cleansing potion." Severus said shortly. "I need to get back to my dungeons to brew. I'll return tomorrow when Albus deigns to tell us what this is all about."
Severus cast the boy one last look before shaking his head and leaving. Lucius sat next to his bedside and sighed taking a limp hand.
"Madam Pomfrey…The Headmaster had better tell me soon why they would do this to Harry. I can't believe they did all this to him for no reason. I, I could love him like a son. Draco loves him like a brother…those muggles!" Lucius hissed angrily.
"Calm yourself. They certainly didn't do all of this. This scarring is partly magical. It's healing slowly on its own but I believe a few applications of salve will help greatly. He's so thin though…weren't they feeding him? Poor boy, it's always him…"
Lucius stayed at Harry's bedside a few hours until around four in the morning Harry stirred fitfully and opened his eyes.
"Harry. How are you?" Lucius whispered. He leaned over and stroked his forehead lightly, frowning at the heat.
Harry croaked. "It's…not you? Is it…?"
Lucius smiled slightly. "If you mean is it Lucius well then yes it is me. Water? Let me just turn on the lamp…"
"NO!" Harry drew away from him suddenly, like a wild beast. "No! Don't…don't let it touch me…" He whimpered.
"What?" Lucius withdrew his hand from the lamp. "What's wrong?"
"Light…light hurts." Harry turned back onto his back and turned his face to Lucius lifting shaky hands. Lucius felt more scarring there, worse than his face and cringed.
"How? Is it all light? Are you a…"
Harry gave a dry laugh. "Not a vampire. Just…artificial light I think. Sun's okay…" He said drowsily.
"Don't fall asleep yet." Lucius said sharply and poured the water in the dim. Harry watched in the dark, eyes glowing slightly and murmured 'stop' when the glass was full. Lucius stared in the dark before offering him the glass. "Can you see? Without your glasses?"
Harry gulped desperately before answering finally after a deep breath. "And much better than you probably." He said more strongly. "Something's wrong with me. I dunno what but…Dumbledore can fix it. I…just want to sleep now."
Lucius nodded and stayed as Harry smiled slightly offering him back the glass to lay on the bedside table and then shut his eyes with a sigh. After a moment his breathing evened out and after Poppy returned and applied the salve to his face and hands he seemed to be breathing deeply.
And if Lucius had been slightly curious before he was itching with it now. The Headmaster had better be ready to explain everything later this morning…
A/N: I can tell there's a lot of...sub-interest because of the alerts for this story...but why won't you review? It kind of hurts my pride...yeah, my pride. I've got an ego, I've got a bit of an ego. But geez, if you don't stroke it occassionally, it'll shrivel.
And then we'll both be unsatisfied and frustrated, we'll seperate and you'll file for divorce while I burn your clothes...whoo#has out of body moment# heh, got side-tracked there. Naw, naw, seriously. Click the little button, feed the review monster.