Triquetraperson: did I say henry? I'm a nut, thanks for pointing that out! Good eyes!

japanese-jew: Oo;; dude, I have NO idea what your talking about. What room with the cages??? and no Harry's isn't gong to be horribly angry in this fic. For an explanation why, plase read the AN that says PLEASE READ THIS in the last chapter. It explains why Harry isn't going to be all angry crazy.

Chapter10

Movin in

"Besides, you need me here anyways! Surely you don't expect to learn magic from Dr. McCoy!"

Ana spent the most time with Harry, often explaining how things worked at the Institute, about the Danger room where the students learned to control their powers and work as a team. (she had also warned him of the early morning danger room sessions that she assured him he would learn to hate). Sometimes she brought her younger sister down with her, and she had taken to Harry immediately, constantly asking him to tell her tales about Hogwarts. It would seem as though the young witch's dream was to attend there. But because of the money situation and now with her powers, it would be impossible to send her. Young Moyra had the ability to turn people to stone by just looking at them. Handy to have if she was in a tight spot, but in a classroom it would be less than useful when her instructors were strict and caused her to panic. While a person will not remain stone forever, the transformation is not exactly comfortable. With her power coupled with her short wildly curly hair, her code name 'Medusa' was well deserved.

During one of Ana's visits she also informed him why she kept referring to him as Jack. "You reminded me of a character from a movie named Jack." She had said with a shrug. When questioned on what movie she had smiled and said that with his white pale skin and stick thin limbs, he had reminded her of the character Jack Skellington from the movie 'The nightmare before Christmas'.

He was indeed very pale, but that was to be expected after not seeing the sun for over a year, living in the dark. And the food had always made him ill, so he had only eaten enough to live. His recovery had been slow, but with both Miss Monroe and Dr. McCoy constently feeding him vitamins and healthy foods, he was slowly restoring his appitite. Ana had joked that soon he was going to have an appetite that would surpass Kurt, who She explained later was a mutant at the school who ate like he had three hollow legs.

When Miss Monroe had decided he was well enough, the Professor had informed him that he could move into his new room. Walking through the institute had given him his first glance of where he was to be staying and he had been impressed. Ana had told him that they were living in a mansion, but Harry could see then how beautiful it was. The hard wood floors and the warm colours had made Harry very relaxed. It was a far cry from the stone hallways of Hogwarts.

His room had shocked him beyond belief. Never had he had so much room before to his own. You could have fitted two of the Gryffindor dorm rooms in it and the space was all for him. He had been told that while most students are to share a room, there are some special cases where their mutant powers might not mix well with others in their sleep. And with Harry's powers being so uncontrolled, the professor had thought it best to start him off with a room of his own. He had found his dresser already occupied with some basic coloured sweaters and shirts, along with a few pairs of pants. Ana had said that they were his until they had taken him shopping to get some clothes of his own, and in his own style.

After settling into his room and changing out of those god awful infirmary garbs, Ana had led him on a tour of the mansion, showing him where the bathroom was, along with the kitchen, dinning hall, rec room and library. She had also shown him her room, which she shared with Moyra. It was directly across from his.

After a while though. He had noticed the lack of other students. When he had been in the infirmary he had seen a few people pass by his door with various cuts and scrapes, all giving him curious glances before going on their way, but now the place seemed deserted. He asked Ana where everyone was and she had told him that the older students were at the mall, and the rest were on a field trip with Dr. McCoy. "Don't worry, you'll be meeting them all tonight at dinner." She had told him and upon seeing his nervousness, she asked him if he would like to learn how to play 'Ratchet and Clank: go Commando' on the playstation 2.

Hours later would find the two of them, plus Moyra who had joined them after hearing their shouts at the game from her room, all gathered around the TV, laughing as the Black Knight hopped around on his bloody stumps that had once been his legs as King Arthur tried yet again to leave the fight.

"What are you gonna do? Bite my knee cap's?" Moyra dissolved into peals of laughter as the Black Knight continued to try and fight, but they quickly turned into moans of disappointment when Ana stopped the movie. "Alright go get washed up, its almost time for dinner." As Moyra Sped off to do as she had been told Harry felt his insides turn to ice at the proclamation. He had forgotten about that. Instantly his fears returned and thoughts of how the students were going to react to him filled his head.

Understanding the look of panic that had crossed his face, Ana touched her hand to his shoulder. "Its going to be fine Jack you'll see. I've never heard of the students totally rejecting a new recruit on the first day. In fact they'll be all the more thrilled with the fact that you're a wizard. Apparently Magic is very much in fashion nowadays." She said with a smile.

Her words helped ease his worries a little, but the twisting in his gut remained until Moyra returned proclaiming that she was ready and very hungry. When they were just outside the dining room doors they stopped and Ana told Moyra to go in and tell the Professor that they were outside and waiting. The professor had said something like properly introducing Harry to the Institute. Really Harry just wanted to run back to his room. He didn't really need to eat, hell he wasn't even sure if he could keep food down in the state he was in. Ana Rubbed at his arms whispering soothing words to him, but stopped when she heard Miss Monroe's muffled voice through the closed doors.

"… all to be on your best behavior. He's had a hard time recuperating so nothing surprising. Bobby that means you can stop icing that chair." Harry saw Ana smirk at that. "just be calm tonight and don't pressure him to answer any questions he doesn't feel like answering. Its that understood?" The two eavesdroppers heard a chorus of yes'es and sure's and one huffy 'fine' before Moyra popped her head around the door and said with a large smile that they were ready for them now.