A/N – I'm spoiling you too much, but my muse won't shut up and keeps throwing stuff at me, small news about the story. Dumbledore will be mostly good, but there won't be a single character completely black or white. It doesn't look realistic or nice, as well as limits my range of movements by quite a lot.

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Blackbird broke through the thick cover of clouds and in front of it appeared a massive castle perched on top of a small hill by a lake. The castle looked like hundreds of buildings, towers and passages connected with each other at random, yet it looked as staunch as the best designed fortress. Dangerous and protective of its inhabitants, providing comfort and safety away from the tumultuous waters of the world.

"How did nobody spot this castle?" Scott asked as he focused on slowing down the Blackbird, while looking at the castle. "It's huge and you would need to be blind not to see it."

"The same way a lot of people don't know where Muir Island is," Professor said. "Deception, carefully crafted lies and making sure it isn't placed on maps. Also a lot of people throw out of their minds things they don't know how to place in their world and this is one of those cases."

"But this castle is massive and even with the Institute we have issues with keeping curious people away from some of things," Jean pointed out, Scott looked at her. "I know that the Institute is in a more public location, but this is a place which just scream find and reach me."

"For us, yes," Professor said. "That's our X Gene reacting with magic of this place, even if magic and X Gene are not the same thing, they can co-exist, but usually one of them dominates over the weaker one."

"So how rare are situations when they can co-exist?" Scott asked

"One per two hundred from wizards and mutants, from general humanity one in fifty or sixty millions. That's the reason why there are so few that are mutants and wizards, Harry is one of them, Falcon is another and Chameleon is the last I know about."

Scott whistled and focused on landing the Blackbird, landing gear extended out of the hull and with a gentle touch it landed on a large stretch of grass behind the castle. He secured the controls, making sure that it wouldn't fly without them and joined the rest of the group.

As he dropped onto the ground Scott was forced to admit that the castle looked great. It was huge and intimidating, yet warm and inviting. From hundreds of windows poured out soft, golden light that invited inside. It made everybody want to stay inside of it for as long as they could or desired. He inhaled the crisp, cold air and his senses were assaulted by hundreds, if not thousands of new experiences.

"It feels different than it is in the States," he said and glanced at Professor. "Where should we go?"

"To the castle," Professor said. "Falcon knows that we are here and I sent a message to my friend that we are coming, so we should have a warm welcome."

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Albus Dumbledore was reading a text about transfiguration when he felt something touch his mind, he instinctively ducked behind his Occlumency shields and waited for that person or being to introduce itself. His eyes widened when he felt a soft, gentle, yet a strong voice. "Albus, it's me Charles, I'm coming to Hogwarts as there are matters that need to be discussed as soon as possible, you have a new mutant in your school and he needs to master his powers."

It was a voice of his colleague and friend, friend that helped him to pull out of the emotional mess he had gotten himself into when he had defeated Grindelwald. Shaking his head, he looked at his familiar and gently stroked its beautiful plumage. Gold and red feathers, as soft as velvet and burning with the fire that all phoenixes possessed, fire that could kill or give birth to something.

"What should I do?" He asked as he looked at the bird. "What should I do about them?"

Phoenix opened one of it's eyes and thrilled loudly, sending calmness and warmth across his body. Banishing bad memories and bringing hope and belief that the future would be brighter than the current times were.

Albus smiled and looked at the set of his ethereal, spidery instruments that stood on one of of multiple tables that littered his office. He waved his wand in their direction and they released a plume of smoke and stopped working. For one last time he looked around his office and standing up extended his hand on which Fawkes landed and moments later he was gone in an eruption of flames and incense-smelling smoke.

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Oliver easily slipped from shadow to shadow inside of one of the long and winding hallways of Hogwarts. It was so late that even Prefects that patrolled those hallways were mostly asleep, so he had a greater freedom of move than normally. However even with them wanting to crawl into the nearest bed he needed to watch out as there was a slim chance that a resident dungeon bat was having issues with sleep.

His eyes swept over the hallway ahead of him and for a second they darted backwards, trying to see if he was being followed. He should be alone, but trainings with Spyke or Wolverine taught him not to be sure of anything. Especially when it looked good and friendly. He broke into ran, his eyes glowed softly and he was able to gaze through the walls.

"Crap!" he muttered when he saw bony cat moving through the corridor which he wanted to use. "If you are here, then where is your annoying owner?"

He barely heard footsteps echoing across the corridor in front of him and in a nick of time he was able to hide behind one of armor sets. He looked in its direction and almost growled when he saw that it was Argus Filch, caretaker of the castle and bane of everybody that even dreamed about sneaking out of their dorm past curfew.

Oliver looked towards the caretaker and heard him mutter something. "Bloody mutant, I will find you and you will see that you shouldn't even be alive."

Oliver growled and considered for a moment and knocking out the old caretaker, but after a moment he slowly shook his head and let him pass undisturbed. Oliver knew that he could even kill Filch if need be, but he didn't want to do it. The moment Filch was away Oliver draped cloak over himself and ran towards the Entrance Hall where he knew he would find Wolverine.

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Scott looked around the hall and felt as if he moved several dozen years back in time, he had heard plenty of stories about Hogwarts, but seeing it with his own eyes was a different experience. The castle was ancient and humming with a gentle power, power to protect and power of knowledge and wisdom.

On his face appeared a brief smile when he saw a shape move through the shadows, almost impossible to spot. Only one person in the castle could move so silently and so quickly. He waved his hand and the shape ran towards them.

"How did you spot me?" Oliver asked as he joined them. "I thought that I wasn't seen."

"Experience," Scott smiled. "When you train for few years under Wolverine's tutelage you learn a lot about tracking and looking for details."

"Yes," Wolverine said. "Do you know where is the Headmaster of this place?"

"Here," said an elder wizard in a violet robe covered in moving silver and gold stars, he had a pointed beard and in his hand was a long, thin stick. "I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts and I believe Mr Wood, it is a time for you to be in your bed and asleep."

"I asked Oliver to do some things for me," Professor X cut in. "I needed someone to take a good look at Harry and to learn as much about him as possible, while I'm aware that you would share anything with me the moment I would have asked for it. Oliver is more impartial and I want another opinion. So what can tell me?"

"He has the same claws as she has," Oliver said. "Two claws and they are out of some kind of metal."

"Adamantium?" Wolverine asked as his hands extended.

"No." Oliver shook his head. "Different material and there is something more to him, but I'm not sure what it is."

"You did well," Professor X said. "But Albus is right, you need sleep and tomorrow will be a long day, day when you will be more needed than you are now."

Oliver tried to protest, but he didn't say a word and closed his mouth with a soft click and walked out of the hall.

"What are we waiting for, Professor?" Scott asked, breaking the silence. "Shouldn't we see him and explain who are mutants and what are our powers to him?"

"No," Professor said. "Now it is a middle of the night and we will let them sleep, the morning will be in a couple of hours and then we can explain those things to him. However there is a person that I need to speak with." He turned to look at Dumbledore. "Albus, would you mind inviting us to your office?"

"No, I have not a single issue," Dumbledore said. "If you would follow me."

Scott glanced at Jean who nodded. "Let's go, he doesn't seem dangerous and the Professor trusts him."

"Right," he said as he corrected his glasses and followed the rest of the group.

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Dumbledore sat in the chair behind his desk and looked at Professor Xavier and his small group, even in the relative safety of his own office he didn't feel completely at ease. He knew Charles Xavier and he was more than aware of what this humble person was capable when angered and the name Wolverine still caused fear in some circles.

His familiar was sitting on it's perch, it's keen eyes focused on everybody inside of the room and filling it with hope and joy. However even it's presence wasn't calming Dumbledore as he felt that the upcoming talk was going to be... tough and potentially dangerous.

He placed his hands on his desk, summoned a house elf with a couple of cups of coffee and a large tray of cookies and looked at Professor Xavier. "So about what do you want to talk about?"

"Harry Potter, his past and his future," Professor said, his gaze cool and face lacking too many emotions. "I am aware who are his guardians and would you be kind enough to explain to me how it is that he is still in their care? He shouldn't be placed in their care, not unless you are senile and think that you can make them change their mind."

Dumbledore's eyebrows furrowed at those words. "He needs to be there because of the fact that the blood of his mother flows in the veins of her sister, his aunt and it is one of the strongest kinds of magic-"

"Magic that is connected with love," Xavier cut in. "Don't be surprised, Strange is almost my neighbor and he explained some things to me, to be exact things about Harry Potter, what he had done and the magic that should protect him."

"But he is loved by his aunt."

Xavier snorted loudly. "Loved? Do you call being loved when he is malnourished, has several badly healed broken bones and I don't want to think about his mental health. So cut the chase and explain your reasoning behind this move."

Dumbledore slumped in his chair and looked at Xavier. "I have assumed that he would be enough to change her ways and I didn't have any other place where he could stay."

"What about his godfather?" Wolverine asked. "According to what Charles said, he is supposed to be a person that should be more than capable of taking care of bub.

Dumbledore looked at the oldest mutant, he felt challenge in those words. "Sirius Black was imprisoned after death of Harry's parents."

"Than use your powers and get him out of it," Professor snapped. "You should be more than capable of doing it and it will solve a lot of issues."

"I will consider doing it," Dumbledore said and tiredly rubbed his forehead. "All of us make mistakes and for some we need to pay."

"Indeed, but this can wait. Would you mind if I talked with Harry in the morning? Without any of your Professors being around? There are some things that need to be explained to him and I would like to have some privacy."

"Of course,"

"Good," Professor said and smiled. "Since this is out of the way, I guess that we can focus on some minor details about him and his future."

Dumbledore nodded and prepared for a battle that was going to take a lot of his patience and energy.

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A/N: I wonder if any of you guess who is hidden under the name of Chameleon... She or he are rather well known and once you think about them, it should be easy.

Reviews:

Otsutsuki no Yami – Powers will be a mystery, I need to keep you in the dark for some time and this is the easiest route. It will be Harry and X-23

eri1551 – Backstory needs time to mature and the audience needs to be properly hungry for it...

Ace Trainer Jessie – And he kind of have more than X-Ray, there are several goodies in store for him, some of them really scary and dangerous. Toughness of mutants, I will put it that way, a lot might be because of training and experience, one of the most basic things you learn when playing any physical sport or martial art is how to land safely so that you won't damage anything too badly. So some comes from their training and some might come from X-Gene.