A/N – Spoiling, but I don't have anything better to do at school.
Harry yawned as he stretched in his bed and opened his eyes, he looked around and it took a moment for his mind to figure out that he was at the Institute. He could tell that it was still early as the room was bathed in various shades of red and orange. Which meant that the sun was still low and still rising.
"Already awake?" He heard from Bobby who also seemed to be getting awake. "I know that I'm a morning person, but I thought that as a Prince you would be lazing around until it is closer to noon."
"Tell that to my tutors on Asgard," Harry laughed. "Noon was a time I and most of my friends looked to as it is a time for break and getting something to eat."
"Here you will have an easier life," Bobby said and looked at him. "You never mentioned your education from Asgard and I'm curious about it. What was it?"
"The usual thing for a person from a noble or royal family on Asgard," Harry said, sittimg up and startimg to count on his fingers "Archery, fencing, hand-to-hand combat, basics of science, some magic, etiquette, some basics of diplomacy, basics of politics and few other things. As well as how to ride on a horse and how to steer some of the smaller ships that we have access to."
Bobby loudly whistled and Harry could see some respect in his eyes. "You were taught that since you were what? Eight? Seven?"
"Eight, so what's the plan for today?"
"Laze around." Bobby smiled "Your cousin should be here in a couple of hours and I might as well introduce you to several people that you should come to know before the school year actually starts."
"Cool." Harry said as he got out of his bed and groggily moved around the room. Even if he was awake, he was still half asleep, or at least his body was.
o-0-o
Warren thought over the topic of his last talk with his father as he drove through the highway towards the Institute. He knows about something that I don't know and wishes for me to find it out on my own, he thought as he accelerated and enjoyed the speed.
If he knows, why does he hide it from me, he thought, he usually is less mysterious about it, he only said that I will know what he meant when I see someone. Question is who is this someone as I can't name anybody at the Institute that would fit those words. He said that I had met him in the past and that I would recognize him when I will see him, he thought and his eyes widened for a moment in a mix of shock and surprise. It can't be him, he is dead and dead for good. We have never found him and dad said that he doesn't know what had happened to him.
He pushed those thoughts out of his mind and instead focused more on the road ahead of him, he didn't want to miss the interchange that would take him to the road leading towards the Institute. It was a sunny day, thus a perfect one for driving and he was going to enjoy it.
o-0-o
Professor Xavier sat in his wheelchair and looked at the peaceful lands that surrounded the Institute, it is not going to be that peaceful when Warren will get here, he thought. He and Harry will need to get reaquinated with each other and knowing them, it wasn't going to be a peaceful or a calm event.
"Yes, it will be an interesting event," Jean said as she entered his office. "I've meet Harry yesterday and he seems like an interesting person, yet he isn't a human, at least for the most part isn't."
"He is a son of Thor," He said turning towards her "So he is a half-blood Æsir and he might have his father's temper. Anyways, what is your impression of him?"
"He seems like a nice person," she said and frowned "How old he is? He looks to be much older than he truly is, especially his eyes are unnerving and he behaves in a bit of a strange way."
"Twelve," he said and saw her eyes widen in surprise. "So don't be too hard on him and try to rein Warren as he might have some issues with Harry. I know that he had seen Harry, but that was when he was around four years old and Harry one, so they most likely do not remember it."
"Rein in as in bind him to the wall and keep there until he will behave? Or do it to the both of them," she asked with a wry grin.
"Not that extreme," he said and looked at her. "Just make sure that they will at least be cordial and do not kill each other."
"I will try," she said and added with a smile. "At least it will be entertaining event."
"Yes," he said and turned to focus on the landscape.
o-0-o
Warren pulled his car to stop in front of the Institute and got out of it. He looked around, his gaze slipping over familiar trees and buildings. He really enjoyed being and studying here, while he didn't mind previous private schools he had attended, here he wasn't pointed at because of the fact that he was a mutant and had an extremely rich father.
He pulled bag with his things out of the trunk, slammed it shut and walked towards the doors leading into the Institute. He walked inside and stood there, for a moment simply enjoying the feeling of peace and warmth that was so common all over the place.
"I see that you are finally back," said Jean Grey as she walked to him and left a peck on his cheek.
"Did you miss me?" He asked as he looked at her. He could see that she knew something that he didn't know, at least not yet.
"Of course, I did," she said and he smiled.
"So what's new?" They walked together to his room, he had a feeling that she had something more on her mind.
"Someone new is here," she said with a smirk. "One that you should come to like and enjoy spending your time with him."
"My dad said something about someone that I should like."
"Than we are most likely thinking about the same person. Also he has same wings as you have." When she said those words, his eyes widened in shock.
It's impossible, he thought, he is supposed to be dead and that can't be him. But than, wings, they are a sign of my family. He was brought out of his musings when he slammed into a pillar. Head first.
"Did you suddenly got blind?" She chuckled softly
"No, it's just I'm kind of surprised by your words," he said as he massaged a sore head. He glared at the pillar "When did it grow here?"
"When you weren't watching it."
"Traitor," he muttered
"It wasn't me that didn't pay any attention to his surroundings."
"True," he nodded as he opened doors of his room and threw his bag onto the bed placed there. Before closing them once again, he spared a one quick glance to see if everything was in order. All of his posters were in their places, laptop was standing on his desk and everything else seemed to be also in order. "So when you are going to introduce me to him?" He asked turning to Jean.
"In a moment," she said and closed her eyes. He knew what she was doing, she was using her telepathy powers.
o-0-o
Harry was about to say something to Bobby when he felt someone or something reach out to his mind, instinctively he pushed all of his emotions and thoughts as deep as he could and left the rest of it blank. He was prepared for the worst and was surprised when he heard a familiar voice rang across his mind. It was weak and hard to hear.
"Harry, it's me, Jean, can you let me through." It was a calm voice and he didn't detect any malign undertone to it. He pushed his shields out of her way and when she spoke next words they were much clearer and louder. "I'm sorry for the way of doing it, but I need to speak with you in such way. I don't want to be heard by anybody else than the two of us."
"About what?"
"It's about your cousin. I'm with him and before you meet him, I want you to know few things, he is a bit of an arrogant person and he might have a bit of a problem with you, so don't be rash or foolish."
"Where can I meet him?" He thought back, hope and excitement almost palpable.
"Do you know where is the entrance onto the balcony, third floor? I will be with him there and you can talk outside, in the air, far away from other people and their ears."
Harry was silent for a moment as he tried to remember where the balcony was. "I know where it is, I will be there in a second."
"Good," she said and he felt her presence retreat out of his mind.
He blinked few times and saw Bobby looking at him with concern. "What was that?"
"Jean wanted to talk."
"Oh, that would make sense why you had almost passed out. For the first time or so she has such an effect. So what did she want?"
"Meet me at the entrance onto the balcony," Harry said as he slipped out of the room. I wonder how he will react, he thought as he walked to the spot where they were supposed to meet.
o-0-o
"He is coming," Jean's words brought Warren out of his musings. He could tell that she was curious about this meeting, yet she was on edge as he also felt something more to her. Something that she didn't normally show.
"Are you afraid of him?" He asked her.
"No, why do you ask?"
"Because you are all tense and ready to snap at someone."
"Sorry," she said and somewhat relaxed. "It's just that you and him are a hothead, so I would like not to destroy this building."
"That bad?" He asked and old memories that he had almost forgot about resurfaced. Memories of one family member that he had almost forgotten about and mostly didn't think about her. One that was killed during a period of unrest in the UK.
"You will see," Jean said with a smirk."Here he comes."
He followed her gaze and his eyes widened the moment he saw a winged person walk towards them, he had green eyes and long unruly black hair. As Warren looked at him, he had a feeling that he saw those black hair and emerald eyes, he just couldn't remember when or where he had seen. Only those black wings weren't fitting into any image that he had inside of his mind. Who is he, Warren silently asked himself. Than it hit him. "Harry?" He asked as images of his uncle and aunt came to his mind.
"Yes," Harry said "So dad wasn't lying about you."
"Dad?"
"Thor, when he was on Earth he was known as James Potter," Harry said, drawling last few words.
Warren blinked few times as his mind wrapped around the fact that his cousin was a demigod. It was probably the least surprising thing that today he had heard. "So you are alive? We believed that you had died as dad couldn't find you and he has an awful lot of influence and power."
"I'm alive," Harry said with a smile as he walked towards French doors that led onto the balcony and pushed them open. "What about flying?" Stepping onto the balcony he unfolded his wings and took off into the air.
"You have a style," Warren said with a smile and followed Harry into the air. Warren could tell that his younger cousin, assuming that it was him, didn't have much experience in the air, or at least didn't fly too hard. Warren dodged Harry's wing and stopped mid-air. "You didn't fly too much, did you?"
"No," Harry said after a moment. "I didn't have too much time for it when I was on Asgard."
"We are going to fix it soonish as you will have a lot of opportunities to fly," Warren said and looked at Harry. "So for the past few years you were on Asgard and before that you were where?"
"Aunt, mine and yours second cousin once removed," Harry said and Warren could feel a lot of venom and rage in Harry's voice. Venom and rage that surprised Warren, he wasn't used to feeling such rage when towards members of a family. Sure, he had arguments with his father, but they were usually less venomous.
"I guess that you didn't like her."
"Can we not talk about her?" Harry growled and took a deep breath, Warren could see his attempts to calm down.
"Okay," Warren said and moved closer to Harry. "Want to fly more and talk away from the Institute?"
"Won't they be bothered by it?" Harry asked, indicating the Institute below.
"No," Warren laughed as he once again fly, he could see that Harry for a moment was hesitant, but than he joined him.
o-0-o
Harry folded his wings as he landed on the roof of the Institute to the side of Warren. He was tired from all the flying they had done, but he enjoyed it immensely.
"You're ain't a bad flyer," Warren said as they sat on the roof "Few weeks or months of flying and you should be much better."
"On Asgard I didn't have time to fly as I was focused on other things."
"You don't need to apologize," Warren smiled reassuringly. "Here few people will make sure that you spend some time in the air as mastering our powers is one of things that we learn here. Probably the most important thing that you will learn is how to harness and control your power or if you have more than one, powers."
He was silent for a moment, his gaze focused on the horizon and the things that he only could see. He finally sighed and looked at Warren. "When I was previously on Earth I didn't like it, I hated every day I spent here, now I like it, yet it seems like a dream."
"It's not a dream, baby cousin," Warren said as he placed his hand on Harry's shoulder. "You will see that soon and about the past, forget about it."
"I will try," Harry said, almost whispered. He blinked a couple of times and pushed those thoughts away. "It's just hard to forget about it and it tends to return from time to time."
"Ask Professor X for help, he should be able to help you in one way or another," Warren said and Harry could see understanding and maybe something more in his eyes. "Did you talk with Professor, Cyclops, Storm or Wolverine about X-Men thing?"
"No." Harry shook his head. "I had other things on my mind."
"Well, they are going to hate me for doing that," Warren said, Harry could feel almost childlike glee in his voice. "But I might as well be the one that tells you about the whole thing. So in short we are a group that helps mutants all over the world and we had a couple of clashes with various groups that want to get rid of mutants. If I'm right about you, you could join one of teams, that is if you want to."
He looked at Warren, grinning. "I would love to do so." He wanted to do it as he knew that otherwise he would be sitting bored with a lot of energy to use and without an idea what to do with it. But also he wanted to do something more exciting than just doing nothing.
"Well, than I will talk with Wolverine about you and you should be placed on one of teams. Most likely on a training one as you need to get used to working with us and refine your powers," Warren said and looked at him. "What was your education on Asgard? Or how did it look?"
"Lots of physical training with weapons, hand to hand combat and several other things, some flying and a lot of academics, " Harry said and added with a smile "Also uncle made sure that I knew some of the classical pieces of Earth's literature, not to mention some of the newer ones."
"You should fit here," Warren said. "It's hard not to as tolerance and being open towards other people is one of things taught by Professor. Also you should enjoy most of the things you are going to learn."
Harry nodded and smiled as he looked at the sky, he felt good here and if he was about to choose, he wasn't going to leave it any time soon. He whistled quietly and his wolves appeared to his side, someone managing to come to him, even if he was on the roof.
"What are they?" Warren asked, some fear in his voice. His eyes widened and huge.
"Freki and Geri," Harry grinned. "My pet wolves, well, were my grandfather, but now are mine and they are supposed to deal with anybody wishing me harm."
"Remind me not to get you mad at me."
"I will try." He moved a strand of hair out of his eyes and stood up. "More flying?" he asked jumping of the edge, his wings opening in the air.
o-0-o
On the morning of 1st September Harry woke up early, quickly dressed and grabbed his bag. He heard from Warren and Bobby a thing or two about a self-defense classes being one of the most important things and one that they would have first thing in the morning. He also heard that it was being taught by Wolverine and that it was a thing that usually was able to exhaust everybody.
When he walked to the classroom where they were supposed to have it, he saw a lot of people that seemed to be around his age, maybe slightly older. He recognized some faces of them as yesterday Warren introduced him to some of them.
"So you are a new person about which the whole building is gossiping about." Said one of girls, one that looked like a Native American with her black hair and dark coppery skin. He could see that she had a grace that not many had and he made a note, not to get onto her bad side as he had a feeling that it was going to end badly for him.
"Yes, Harry Potter and you are?"
"Danielle Moonstar or Mirage." She introduced herself "So what's your nickname?"
"Black Eagle," he said and her eyes narrowed. "Is something wrong with it?"
"No," she quickly said. "It's just that in my culture this name has a special meaning, it's chosen only by war chiefs."
"I didn't know that," Harry said. "From where I come I'm usually known as Black Prince or Black Wolf."
"Who are you?" She asked after a moment "Excluding being Harry Potter."
"Prince of Asgard among other things and cousin of Angel," Harry said quietly "But please, can you not mention the first part."
"Prince of Asgard?" She asked playfully "You don't like it?"
"No, it's just that I want to get away from my really annoying fame," Harry said. "That's all that I want. Nothing more, it's just that simple."
"You know that many, including me would be jealous about being a Prince or Princess?"
"Yes," He sighed. "I saw few such people and they can be unpleasant, but let's stop talking about this topic. What can I expect from Wolverine."
"He will demand a lot and is a good teacher," She said after a moment and he saw her eyes narrow. "And has keen senses, really keen senses."
"He is behind me, isn't he?" He asked as he felt something getting close to him.
"Indeed," Came gruffy reply from behind Harry, forcing him to turn around and came face to face with a huge man. One that was scarred by war and looked quite dangerous. "I'm Logan, also known as Wolverine and your teacher. Though you should already know me." Harry nodded. " Congratulations for sensing me, not many are able to do that." As Wolverine said those words, he walked to the doors of the room and opened them, ushering the whole group inside. They entered a large and high room with floor covered by mats and with several dummies here and there. It was obvious what was the main use of this room, it was training.
Harry looked around the room and leaned against the wall of it, he was curious what Wolverine would show and how he would do it. He had quite a bit of training in hand to hand under his belt and was eager to get some more. His eyes swept over the room and he saw Wolverine stood in the middle of it and look at him in a manner that told him to walk to him.
"Yes?" Harry asked, he didn't bother to move into stance of few styles he knew as it would be a bad signal.
"Few people mentioned that you are supposed to know a thing or two," Wolverine said and glanced at the room. "Shadowcat, Mirage and Wolfsbane you know what to do, rest of you follow them. About you, Harry or Harald, you will have my personal attention."
He gulped and nodded, slipping into a familiar stance of one of martial arts known on Asgard. If Wolverine wanted to have a fight, he would get it.
o-0-o
Logan was used to a lot of martial arts, but as he looked at Harry Potter and the stance that he had taken, he couldn't place it in any of many styles he knew or had seen. It was similar to Krav Maga of Israeli Defense Forces, yet it was slightly different. But even such a small amount of data told him one thing, it was going to be beautiful, effective and lethal, extremely lethal.
"Go on, bub, show me what you have," he said, moving slightly away and preparing for the strikes to come.
"Bub?" Harry arched an eyebrow "You could have more respect for me."
"When you prove that you can fight, I will consider it," Wolverine said and the next thing he saw was a fist flying towards his head. He moved his own to intercept it and grunted when he felt the power that came with it. It felt as if a whole mountain decided to tag along for a ride and slam into him.
"Was it enough?" Harry asked
Wolverine only laughed and his claws emerged, gleaming lightly in the light. "That was merely the first shot. Now let's see what you can do," he said those words and his hand flew towards Harry, he didn't want to kill or injure the kid, but he knew that he would need to push him hard. Really hard, maybe even more than he pushed some X-Men.
o-0-o
"How did I do?" Harry asked after half an hour of a heated spar, he was panting heavily and a small trickle of blood was flowing down the side of his head, effect of badly dodged swipe of claws. Swipe that carved a line across his forehead and stopped just above his left ear.
"Way better than some did," Wolverine said, Harry could feel some slight respect in his voice. "If I were a normal human, they would have been picking me up from the floor. Dead. Some of your strikes would knock out someone the moment they stopped paying attention."
"Does it mean that I passed?" Harry asked with a grin.
"Sure do, you know how to fight, so we will polish any and all rough edges that you have and maybe I will show you a martial art or two." Wolverine said and Harry could already tell that he would like this school.
"I like it," he said with a grin, wiping the blood and sending a bit of healing magic to the wound, causing the skin to grow and cover it, cutting the flow of the blood.
"You did well," Mirage said as he joined her outside of the room. "Not many were able to make him fight the way he fought with you."
"Meaning what?" He asked, tying his hair into a ponytail and trying not to slam into other people.
"That you pushed him, rather hard I would say," said someone to his right and when he looked there he saw a girl that Warren introduced him to, Shadowcat. "Now you will need to survive Frost as she tends to be a bit of a pain."
"Oh?" He arched an eyebrow.
"Ethics and philosophy," Danielle explained with a sigh "You will see, it's hard to describe her as she is a bit weird."
"Okay..." he drawled as he followed them into a classroom and took one of free seats. When the bell rang, into the class walked in a woman that many would describe as a beautiful, yet cold.
"That's Emma Frost," Kitty whispered. "She is the teacher and tends to be an annoying one, but you will see."
"She looks charming and cold," he said dryly, making them chuckle which was loud enough to get her attention and when he felt her look, he shuddered. He was used to seeing looks that made various people freeze in their place, but this one was more malign and evil.
o-0-o
Harry was packing his bag when he heard clicking of Emma's high-heels got louder as she walked to his place. He looked up and saw her stand in front of him. "Mr Potter, can we talk for a bit?"
He shifted uncomfortably, but nodded. "Yes, how may I help you?"
"You were placed on my X-Men team," she said, her voice cold and devoid of any emotions. Yet he could tell that she didn't want to do it. "So I expect you to be at the training session this afternoon, Mirage should know where we meet."
"Okay," He nodded, finished packing his bag and hurried out of the room, leaving her behind, she made him feel uneasy and he wanted to stay as far away from her as possible. When he joined the girls he was panting a bit and trying to catch his breath.
"I see that you saw White Queen's nasty side," Bobby said when he joined them.
"Yeah," Harry said and shook his head, sending away bad thoughts.
"What did she want from you?" Shadowcat asked
"She said that I'm on her team. Whatever that means."
"Well, it seems that we will be training together for an awful lot of time, not that I mind it," Danielle said. "It basically means that you are one of X-Men, originally there was just a one team, Jean Grey, Storm, Cyclops, Nightcrawler and Havok. After that Bobby and your cousin joined, followed by Rogue and Kitty."
"Sounds cool."
"It sounds cool for few first times, after that it gets challenging and a bit grueling," Bobby said "I need to get to my classes, so we can talk later."
"He is right," Kitty said. "Anyways, Biology with Nightcrawler and lunch."
"Nightcrawler?" Harry frowned.
"You will see." Danielle smirked.
o-0-o
Harry sighed as he threw his bag onto the desk and slammed against his bed that creaked dangerously under his weight. He closed his eyes and tried to find a spot where not a single muscle would ache him.
"Already tired?" Bobby chuckled when he saw him laying like such. "You didn't see training with teams and you seem exhausted."
"Wolverine did this," Harry said, without sparing his friend a single glance.
"That could explain it, he tends to do that when he gets carried away."
"Tell that to my poor, precious muscles," Harry sulked
"You should get some rest before the time for team meeting," Bobby said and Harry finally looked at him, he could see some understanding and maybe reassurance in his friend's eyes.
o-0-o
Loki appeared in the office of Fury and smirked when he saw a look of shock and surprise on the face of Nicholas. "Didn't you get used to me showing up from time to time?"
Fury sighed and glowered at him. "You can say thank you for that to White Queen of Hellfire Club and her petty games."
"White Queen? Isn't it one Emma Frost?"
"The same one," Fury said, typed a couple of things on his keyboard and on a wall of his office appeared her photo. "She is now working with X-Men, although there is something more to her. I spoke with Lord Imperial and there is something going on with her, he can't openly spy on her, but there is something going on with her."
Loki's brows furrowed as his mind tried to make a plan that would work, as well as spot all of its weak spots and situations when it would work really well. He grinned when an idea dawned upon him. "We might pay her a visit and warn her that any and all attempts to play against us might end badly."
Fury looked at him for a moment and than nodded. "Crude, but works, it might even work really well."
"Yes," Loki smiled, but it wasn't a pleasant smile, it was one that would make shark run away in fear. "She will be scared, thinking that someone in Hellfire Club is playing against her and she should behave, especially if you have Lord Imperial in your corner, he will support us and put some pressure on her. After all she is supposed to report to him and he can strip her of her title."
"He would need to have a pretty good reason to do so, but yes, I could ask him to do it," Fury said and sighed. "Even if she was loud, she is the least of my worries."
"Let me guess, Malfoy and some of other old Death Eaters are rearing their heads?"
"Yes," Fury grimly nodded. "If it was only her, I would jump at her and she would either play by the rules or would be dead. With them in play, she is the loudest, but the least dangerous out of the whole group."
Loki smirked and Fury looked at him.
"What is going through your head?"
"Well..." He paced around Fury's office, making him irked. "I have a gift of convincing people to behave and I might try to use it on her and make her play the way we want her to play."
Fury was silent for a moment, but than nodded. "If you can pull it off, do it."
Loki smirked and disappeared from the office. He was going to do that, but he wanted to have a good moment for it, one where his influence on her would be the biggest.
o-0-o
Dumbledore looked at five students that were brought into his office, he could tell that they were surprised about the reason of being called so soon after the year started. He could also see a bit of fear on their face and he could see gears inside of their heads slowly turn as they tried to figure out why he had summoned them.
"All of you probably wonder why I had decided to call you here," he said and all of them nodded. He smiled and with a wave of his wand he conjured five chairs for them. "Sit down as it will take me quite a bit to explain to you why I had called you here."
They nodded and sat down in those chairs, awaiting his next words.
"As you know or at least you should know in the USA there is a school called Xavier's Institute For Gifted Youngsters, run by my dear friend and associate Professor Charles Xavier otherwise known as Professor X." He could see some widened eyes at those words, it seemed that they heard a thing or two about the school. "In the past we were working on a student exchange programme between our schools, but various factors forced us to put it on a shelf, however now we are ready to carry it out and you were chosen for it."
They exchanged glances between themselves and finally Oliver Wood spoke for them. "We are honoured and all, but why we were chosen by you and the rest of the staff to represent the school?"
"Because you represent the best the school has to offer and I believe that you are the ones that will benefit the most from taking a part in this exchange," he said and saw a look of understanding pass across their faces. "Do you agree to take part in it?"
They once again exchanged looks and yet again Oliver was one to speak for all of them. "I think that I can speak for all of us, we agree to take part in it."
"Perfect," Dumbledore smiled. "During third week of this month you will be sent there by a portkey and stay there until the end of this term. I want you to study there, but more importantly make friends with mutants there."
o-0-o
"Where are we going?" Harry asked as he followed Danielle into a part of the mansion he previously didn't see.
"Part of the mansion that is reserved for X-Men." She explained and took a better look at him, she knew how old or how young he was and it surprised her. He wasn't behaving like a child, she could tell that there was a mischievous side to him, but so far he didn't show it. Who is he, she thought, he doesn't behave like a child, more like a teen, while he is still twelve, also there is something that he seems not eager not show. She shook her head and looked at a set of reinforced steel doors that was in front of them.
"That's the entrance?"
"Yes," she said, moving her hand through the reader placed to the side of them. They almost immediately opened, revealing what was behind them. She looked at the stainless steel walls and industrial style lightning without too much of a difference, but as she looked at Harry she could tell that he was impressed. "Do you like it?"
"Yes," he said. "It looks neat and simple, which is what I like."
"You don't like luxuries and expensive materials?" She arched an eyebrow.
"They are nice and all, but after some time you have enough of seeing gems everywhere," he said with a brief smile "So what's hidden in those corridors?"
"Medical bay, few dozens of training rooms, an even bigger gym than one in the main part of the building, hangars, briefing room and an armory." She said and Harry nodded, she doesn't seem surprised by such stuff, she mused as she watched his reaction. Asgard is completely different than the Earth is, customs, culture and everything seems to be different than it is here.
"Sounds nice," he said as they walked into the briefing room, she saw Rahne and Frost already waiting there, she couldn't force herself to say or even think first name of her team leader. She could feel some curiosity and interest in her Scottish friend gaze, she silently mouthed "Later." and Rahne nodded.
"Good that you two are finally here," Emma said, her cold voice bringing them out of their musings. "Black Eagle is a new addition to the team, he was given to us thanks to Wolverine and his cousins actions." Danielle almost breathed out in relief when she felt Frost's gaze switch to Harry. "You won't perform up to my expectations and you will be thrown out of the team, is that clear?"
"Yes," Harry nodded and she could feel something more to his curt answer. It was devoid of emotions and that surprised her a bit. He is as unhappy with her as I am or maybe even more, she thought and glanced at Rahne who nodded in agreement.
"Good, ground rules that you need to know and obey. When we train you obey all of my commands and do not question them. We do not use radio communication for idle and useless chatter, use it for crucial and the most important things, the last thing and one that I will make sure that you obey. We train three times a week and unless you have a really good excuse, I want to see you during each of those sessions."
Danielle glanced at Harry and could see that he wasn't the happiest man on the planet, but after a moment, he nodded. So he doesn't like someone that puts restrictions on him, she thought, which can be good or bad, depending on his mood and situation. And how well he will get to work with her.
"Since today is the first day of school and you are still getting used to being here, there won't be a training session." Emma said bringing everybody out of their musings. "Go and do whatever you were doing."
She could tell that Harry was ready to explode the moment they were away from Frost. "Calm down," she said, placing her on his shoulder and looking into his eyes. Hoping that it would be enough to calm him. "She is such for everybody."
He took a couple of deep breaths and nodded after a moment. "I noticed, she is pleasant."
"Although this time she was a bit nastier than she usually is," Rahne said with a thoughtful expression on her face. "As if she had a bone to pick with you."
"Even better," Harry sighed. "I wonder what she wants from me."
"Your cousin or Professor might know or have at least an idea or two why she is doing it," She suggested and looked at him and Rahne. "Are you going for a late evening jog?"
"Why not." They chorused and followed her.
o-0-o
Lucius Malfoy wanted to scream in rage as he heard the news that dementors were recalled from Hogwarts and that Sirius Black wouldn't be so furiously persecuted. It was a really bad news as he assumed that nobody would be able to recall those creatures from the school or send hunt for Black into places where he wouldn't be hiding.
He poured himself a glass of fire whiskey, emptied it in one go, poured himself another and started to pace furiously across his study, trying to find a way to get back into the game. Those moved made by SHIELD, as he assumed that it was their doing, were a bit of an annoyance than anything else.
Sure, they shattered his short term plans, but for ones that would take more time, they meant nothing as Hogwarts and Sirius Black were one of hundreds of variables he needed to take into account – they wouldn't change the outcome too much.
He saw an owl land on his desk, drop a piece of paper and leave the room through the same window it came. He picked up the piece of paper, looked at it and on his lips appeared a thin smile. "Well, well, it seems that there is a new White Rook in London Branch. Question is where he is and who is it this time." His eyes widened for a moment "He? No, it's impossible."
o-0-o
"Did you also feel something in Harry?" Professor asked as he watched Harry jog around the Institute with Rahne and Danielle. It was getting dark with the sun hidden behind the horizon and last remnants of its light disappearing with each moment.
"Yes," Jean said. "Whatever it is, it is a vile and dangerous thing, if he was brought up on Asgard I wonder why it is still there. They have means of dealing with such things."
"The same reason why we think that a bow isn't a dangerous weapon," he said and she looked at him. "It's too primitive for us to think of it as a weapon, so they missed it because of the same thing, or it was asleep and woke up when he arrived back on Earth." He closed his eyes and reached out towards Harry, making sure not to get him alarmed that he was there. He wanted to see what it was without getting Harry's attention. "It is weak and almost nonexistent."
"So what are you going to do with it?" Jean asked.
"Can you ask him to come to my office tomorrow or so? I will explain the whole thing to him and get rid of that thing as the sooner it is removed, the better."
"Of course," she nodded and left the room, leaving him to his own musings.
"Who are you going to be?" He asked himself as he looked at Harry Potter, a person that seemed to be an enigma to everybody. He was so similar to his father that it was almost impossible to believe, that at the same time he was so much different than Thor or James Potter was.
o-0-o
Harry smiled as he felt blood in legs flow faster and the cold, crisp air of the night hit him straight in the face. Witch each moment he was liking the Institute even more, only that Frost was an annoying person and one that he didn't wish to be close to.
"What do you think about the Institute?" Rahne asked.
"It looks and feels nice," he said and after a moment added. "Also the fact that nobody is bowing when he sees me is a nice bonus."
"You don't like it?"
He laughed at those words and almost tripped over a root that he didn't spot. "Not that I didn't like it, it's just annoying thing when everybody, even friends at times bow to you. Here, nobody did that, at least for the time being."
"And won't do," Danielle said. "So you should enjoy it, before you say a thing about White Queen, you simply need to get used to her."
"Why do I have a feeling that I won't like it?" He pouted.
"Because she is a pain?" Rahne suggested with a smile.
"Thank you," he said and whistled, making his wolves appear to his sides. Both girls looked at them in fear and later at him, as if they wanted some sort of an explanation from him. "Those are my pet wolves, Freki and Geri," he said as he scratched them behind their ears.
"Cool," Rahne said and he saw her take a better look at them. "They're big, they aren't from Earth, are they?"
"No," he said "They are from Asgard, they were my grandfather pets and now are mine as he gave them to me. You should know them from Norse Myths."
"What about Fenrir?" Danielle asked. "He is the most well-known wolf from Norse myths."
"In a way he is my cousin," he grinned and watched as they almost tripped over roots, making him and his wolves stop. "Just read all of myths, you should learn more from them than you are going to pull out of me. And talking about it while running, doesn't seem like the best idea."
"No" She nodded as they once again started to jog. It seemed that the life couldn't get any better for him as he had everything that he wanted to have and could enjoy himself.