AN: YES!!!! I DID IT!!!! Ok! I have been writing in sections, and have several future chapters done. But now!!!! I have completed the gap between the beginning and a HUGE clump of future chapters! W00T!! Now I can sleep!

PS: HOLY CRAP! OVER A HUNDRED REVIEWS! (runs off to brag)

David brown: lol!!! Ok I'm really sorry to tell you this but Rogue and Harry are not going to be getting together. I am sorry! Don't worry, rogue will be getting a boyfriend, but If I put her with anyone except Remy My house mate would kill me in my sleep…… painfully. Plus, they belong together! And your right I never did describe Ana and Moyra's ages! Well Ana is pretty much the same age as Harry, and Moyra is about 12 at this point in the story. Sorry about the confusion! And If Harry does get a girl, it will be at the very end of the fic. Hes got enough to think about right now! And Also!!! While rogue can borrow Harry's powers, she would need the knowledge of the spells to cast them.

Zeonreborn: He will eventually, but not under normal circumstances.

Chapter 15

Mall rats

Harry nodded and moved to leave. When he got to the door he turned around and said, "Thanks for believing me, and for everything else…"

The Professor nodded, accepting his gratitude, and Harry turned and left.

The rest of the day Harry spent outdoors, exploring the vast grounds surrounding the mansion. He avoided others, often backtracking so not to run into someone. It wasn't that he didn't like them or anything, but he needed some time to sort though what he had discovered in the Professors study. He walked into a more wooded area and soon found a well. He lent against the edge of it, looking down into his reflection in the dark water. He was there for quite a while before he was discovered.

"There you are!" Came Ana's voice. "I've been looking all over for you! How did it go?"

She joined him at the well, leaning her back against the edge looking up at the trees above them. "Kurt said that the prof was having a talk with you, I figured you guys were trying to figure out what really happened with your relatives." Harry just looked at her before returning his gaze to the water giving a small nod. "Did you find anything?" another nod. "Anything to get you cleared?" He shook his head. "Want to go shopping?"

He looked at her for that. "What?"

She grinned at him. "I told you that those clothes are on loan till you get your own! Now I got the money the prof so we can head out now to get you a nice new wardrobe! Kurt Offered to drive us, cause I don't have my license in this country yet." She pushed off from the well and turned to face him. "So ya coming or what?"

"I cant take the Professor's money!"

"Don't be daft; the Prof does this for students who can't pay for themselves. It's ok. And if it makes you feel any better, he did the same for me and I paid him back as soon as I could. You can too! Ok?"

Reluctantly Harry pushed away from the well and went to follow Ana to meet Kurt. The drive was refreshing and quiet, with Kurt explaining how his watch created a hologram image over himself to hide his appearance. They arrived at the Mall and Kurt suggested that they get food first. They agreed and the three mutants feasted on the greasy fast food in the food court before Ana dragged the boys off to several clothing stores. Apparently after years of being dirt poor Ana was an expert at finding real good clothes cheep. Harry soon found himself with his arms full of Jeans, Cargo pants, tops, and shirts. They covered the basics of underwear and toiletries, and he got a pair of sneakers and boots. Kurt was having the time of his life trying on ridiculous clothes to make Harry laugh.

After they had taken his clothes to the car Ana asked him about Glasses. "I know you used to have them, all the pictures of you in the paper showed you with a pair on."

Harry explained how his eyes had seemed to repair themselves while he was in Azkaban, and Kurt suggested that they get his eyes checked to see just how well his eyes had healed. They went back into the Mall, and an hour and a half later they were exiting again, this time with a new pair of glasses that Harry needed to see when reading. While they had been waiting for the pair to be made, the trio had gone of to look at music and Harry now had a small selection of different music as well as some posters that they had found in the music store. While in the store they had separated after suggesting a few CDs to Harry. A few minutes latter they heard a muffled shriek of joy before they saw Ana run quickly to the counter with a long tube in her hands. When they got back into the jeep Ana had a poster that she was clutching to her chest as if it was her lifeline. When they returned to the institute she ran to her room, leaving the boys to take care of the clothes.

"What was that?" asked Harry who was still watching the form of Ana running of to the front doors.

"I don't think we want to know Mein Freund." They sighed as they started to unload the baggage from the car.

Soon everything was in Harry's room and ready to be placed into his drawers. Instead the two boys walked across the hallway to Ana's and Moyra's room. The room was much like Harry's, only with double of everything to fit the two girls. There was a bookcase against one of the walls that held what Harry recognized to be wizarding books. There was also a small collection of comic books. Ana herself was just finishing tacking up her find, which displayed a large man in a trench coat, only the man was red and had a tail poking out of the back of his coat, and on his forehead were two stumps of what used to be horns. Ana was looking at the poster with a huge grin on her face, and Harry just looked at Kurt confused.

"He's a comic book character. Ana loves him, says he's brilliant or something." He flashed Harry one of his fanged smiles, "She even has a doll of him!"

"HES NOT A DOLL!!!" yelled Ana who had turned away from the wall to tell Kurt off.

"He looks like Ricky Martin!"

"THAT'S IT! That's the last time your going to make fun of him!" She made a lunge for him and Kurt bolted happily out the door all the while singing 'livin la vida loca'

Harry couldn't help but laugh. He walked back into his room and began putting his clothes away, the smile never really leaving his face. He'd had a good day.