Disclaimer: Just in case you forgot I regret to inform you I do not own Harry Potter, X-Men, or Charmed.

Harry's witch powers are Prue's powers just with years more time to perfect them, as well as Pheobe's powers. The shield is like Wyatt's but Harry hasn't used it since that night so he isn't aware of it's existence.

Harry will have Logan's feral nature and the ability to manipulate the bones of his hands into an array of possibilities however he won't realize this ability exists until Storm points it out. He also can teleport.

The whole ability to spark people is Harry wizard magic nipping at intruders, I believe all wizards can do this they just don't know it.

PREVIEW OF FUTURE CHAPTER WHERE 'HARRY' MEETS THE X-MEN

Harry teleported all over the warehouse dodging the two women who came to collect him. He didn't think they were part of the Order or the death munchers, but one couldn't always tell. The red head was a telepath and was trying to get inside his head. The white haired one was making the wind howl around him trying to knock him lose.

"Storm I can't get in, I can't even make him move somehow he's resisting my powers."

"Alright. Get ready."

Harry's world lit up as he was struck by lightning. He stood up and went to poof again when white lighting hit again.

"What the bloody hell do you bitches think you are doing?" He sat there knees up head in his hands mumbling. "Fucking unbelievable, come in peace my ass. Who the hell throws lighting at people, they execute people like that. As soon as my head stop exploding I'll go back and take the bloody beating."

Jean went to bind him telekinetically when Harry jumped up looking like he might be sick. "Hold up red you ain't gonna do shit," he then turned towards Storm, "and you, if you hit me with lighting again I'll feed you acid that taste like strawberries."

Storm might have laughed if he didn't have the look that Logan had when he was borderline feral. "Okay what do you suggest then?"

Harry looked at her like she possibly needed help lacing up her boots in the morning, if you know what I mean. "You're the ones who showed up and decided to electrocute me."

"If you would have just complied, it wouldn't have gotten out of hand." Jean put in.

"Well pardon the hell out of me for being suspicious. Some people don't have the luxury of not being hunted by mad people. And seeing as I still have no idea who you are I'm so outta here." He went to teleport away when Jean focused on his boots and belt, then gave a pull. Harry crashed into a wall.

"Storm strike him again he can't leave the Professor wishes to see him!"

Storm looked reluctant for multiple reasons one being not knowing if the kid had been serious earlier. She saw him start to move and brought three strikes fast upon him. He stopped moving, she went over to check the smoking body for a pulse. When she found one she let out a breath, and made a note to not eat anything with strawberries in it as she watched Jean lift his body and go out towards the jet.

Once on their way back Jean slipped a nullifier around his wrist. This would have been a great ideal had it not been for the fact Harry could still astral-project.

Harry woke up and cringed slightly at the burnt smell coming from his clothes. He tried to teleport, but realized his new jewelry was preventing his escape. Even his magic was failing him, he could feel it but it was like he couldn't access it. Frustrated he thought about how much he wanted to punch the red head, he didn't know how but he was sure she did this, not the whole electro shock thing but stunting his power. He smirked when he looked up and saw himself looking back with a smile that would make Old Moldy run for his mommy.

"Looks like were headed to west Manchester." Astral Harry spoke out loud so captured Harry would know as well as announce to the crew he wasn't totally powerless.

"Thanks mate." Captured Harry responded as the two females turned to look at the two.

"What is all this?"

"How is it possible you aren't neutralized?" Storm actually sounded curious if not a bit weary.

"What can't everybody astral-project when some annoying red headed bitch locks down their powers?"

"I am not a bitch! And watch the language young man."

"What are you our mother?" Astral replied.

"Nope not possible," captured Harry answered. "Although she does have the flaming red hair thing going on."

"Oh but alas mother is dead."

"Yep been dead for years.

"Why haven't you threatened us yet?" Storm sounded slightly nervous looking around quickly for some trap.

"Why bother, I couldn't survive long much further away from him seeing as his mojo is on lockdown."

"How did you know Jean put the bracelet on you and not me?"

"No idea just felt like it was her doing. Oh and in case you're wondering I'm only still captured because I got no idea how to take this damn thing off or I'd be gone just on principle." The rest of the ride was passed with Astral wandering around the jet telling Harry all about it although technically there was no need seeing as Harry saw everything that Astral saw, but he wanted the two chicks to be on edge and he was quite amused that it was working.