A/N – Finally a new chapter, would be sooner, but I had some personal issues and my muse decided to go on vacations. From now on chapters should be getting longer as I have more time to write and actual will to do so. As always read and review.

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Harry sat in his seat, five-point belt keeping him in his seat, no matter the acceleration of the aircraft. He placed his head on the headrest and closed his eyes, through the front of his mind flashing memories of the events at the Chamber. Few minutes that started all of this, he wanted to just save Ginny, yet now he was above the Atlantic Ocean on his way to the States and on top of that he was a mutant. He wanted to be a normal wizard, yet now it was impossible as he was a mutant.

"You will get used to this thought," Jean said and he looked at her. "All of us had similar doubts and questions about who we are."

"And who you are?" He asked.

"First and foremost human beings," Professor said calmly. "We are mutants and even wizards can be called such, but we are humans first and foremost."

"Humans?" Harry frowned. "Tell that to my uncle and he would insult you."

"Some people aren't accepting of difference and change," Professor nodded with a wince. "But you will find none of that at the Institute, all of its inhabitants are mutants and you will learn from them how to use and control your powers as it isn't an easy feat."

"What about my magic?"

"I have an associate who is skilled in magic and mystical arts, so if you want I'm sure he won't mind giving you a couple of lessons on magic."

"Him?" Wolverine asked as he walked from them.

"Yes," Professor said and looked at Wolverine. "Did Angel get our message?"

"He did and is on his way to London," Wolverine said and flicked his gaze to Harry. "Cyclops wants to show you how to steer the plane, so join him, while I talk with Charles."

Harry looked at Professor X who just nodded, Harry untangled himself from the belts and carefully walked forward, supporting himself as he moved across the plane. He was surprised by how smooth the flight was and how stable it was. In front of the plane he saw Cyclops sitting in a chair surrounded by consoles and steering, to his right was a second seat, an empty one.

He looked at Harry and smiled. "Take the second seat and strap in."

He nodded and once strapped in, he looked at the consoles around him, covered in displays showing all kinds of data and informations needed to steer the whole thing. As he looked at Cyclops he was surprised that someone not much older than him was able to steer the thing and make it look easy.

"In the air it is easy," Cyclops said. "Far worse is landing or take off, in the air it is simple and easy."

"I know it," Harry grumbled as he looked through the windows placed around the hull. "I flew on a broom for most of the this and the last year."

"Broom?" Cyclops asked. "This thing about wizards flying on a broom is true?"

"It is," Harry said with a smile. "I actually have mine in the trunk that is with us."

Cyclops nodded and focused on the displays surrounding them. "If you know the basics of flying, I doubt you will have issues with flying the thing."

"You sure?"

Cyclops just smiled and looked at him. "I taught few people how to fly them and I'm pretty sure you should be able to learn the basics now."

Harry nodded and for the next several minutes Cyclops patiently explained to him the basics of flight and how to steer the plane. Once those things were done, Cyclops passed controls onto him and let him fly for a moment.

Harry was surprised by how easy for him was flying, it was just a matter of keeping an eye on few things and making sure that speed wasn't dropping below a certain level. Which reminded him a lot about flying on the broom, excluding the fact that when on broom, he didn't have anything helping him make sure that he was flying where he was supposed to and the speed was far lower. Blackbird was cruising at two times the speed of sound, his Nimbus Two Thousand could at best get hundred miles per hour.

"It seems easy," he finally said, diverting his eyes from the controls and to Cyclops. "I expected something far harder than this."

"You flew on your broom and it isn't that much harder," Cyclops said. "Landing or take off are hard, but I won't let you do it as I don't want us to be a nice wet spot on the ground."

Harry nodded and focused on flying, making time pass far faster than when he was sitting in the back and was able to think about things. Here he was forced to actually think and keep himself focused on hundreds of things at the same time, which didn't leave too much time for brooding and his gloom and doom thoughts were gone.

o-0-o

Wolverine waited for Harry to get out of earshot before he looked at Charles Xavier. "He is their son."

"Indeed," Xavier nodded. "But his guardians weren't the best people and their shadows haunt him."

"Signs of telepathy?"

"No," Xavier said with an almost impossible to notice shake of his head. "He is just extremely sensitive and it hurt him badly."

"How is it possible that someone didn't spot those issues?" Wolverine asked, short growl escaping his lips.

"That's why I wanted Angel to take a look around. He is rich and influential enough to have people move quickly and actually do their jobs, so he should learn a thing or two. There is also Harry's godfather issue."

"Sirius would never do it."

"I know," Professor nodded and glanced at Harry. "I think that our friend with a pointy beard has some plans for Harry and Sirius away from him was a thing that should happen."

Wolverine growled and at the same time his claws popped out. "I will speak with him and he will change his mind."

"No," Professor X said. "Don't kill or scare him, I'm not Magneto and I don't plan on murdering people because they are obstacles."

"Fine," Wolverine said. "But if he becomes a problem, he will die, I can smell manipulation from miles away and he is doing just that."

"Yes, he is doing it, but it can wait," Professor said and looked at Wolverine. "If Warren manages to get Sirius out of prison, it will be great, if not I will make some calls and he should be freed."

"Stephen?"

"Stephen," Professor confirmed. "He is a very annoying person, but he knows magic better than most of the world and even if will be unable to get Sirius out through legal means, he has muscles to storm the prison and free Sirius."

Wolverine smiled, yet there were no pleasant feelings visible in this expression. "That is a thing I would love to see," he said and indicated Harry. "What are we going to tell him?"

"Whole truth," Professor said and winced. "But not now, first I want Beast to take a really good look at his injuries, and after that I want him to get used to being at the Institute."

"So no hell training?"

"No. Treat him gently and don't overwork him, his body has some catching up to do, not a whole lot, but some," Professor said and looked at Wolverine. "Your daughter and him might be quick friends, they are similar in a lot of ways and have very similar mutations."

Wolverine grumbled something, but nodded and fell silent.

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Draco Malfoy was puzzled. Recent events were interesting and some even outright shocking, Potter was gone from school and nobody knew why. Granger and Weasley were quiet and Professor Snape was even more broody than usual. He diverted his gaze from his meal and his eyes swept over the Great Hall, something was amiss, yet he couldn't guess what was that thing.

"According to rumors Potter killed a basilisk below the school," Daphne Greengrass said and he looked at her. "Bloody snake was supposed to be over seventy feet long and over a thousand years old."

"Basilisks are gone from Britain," Draco said with a scoff. "Even if it was there, don't be absurd, how could he kill that beast?"

"I don't know," she admitted. "But there are those rumors about the night when You-Know-Who was killed, that there was some power awakened in him. The same power that he could have used on that basilisk."

"And now he is gone from school," Draco said thoughfully. "Not to mention that at night we had some guests at school."

"What guests?" Blaise Zabini asked. "And how did you learnt about them?"

"Godfather mentioned them, but didn't say much more."

"Your godfather knows a lot of weird people," Daphne mused. "So he probably knows whom they were, but doesn't think you should know."

"Perhaps," Draco nodded, but then shook his head. "But he isn't known for hiding knowledge from me."

Theo Nott sighed and Draco looked at him. "You may think you are important, but the truth is Draco that you are just a student and he doesn't have a reason to tell you anything." Draco started to reach for his wand, but stopped when Theo raised his hand. "Yes, he is your godfather, but it is nowhere stated that he is bound to tell you everything, he is supposed to help you and I think that he thinks it is safer to keep you in the dark."

Draco wanted to shout at Theo, but calmed and nodded. "Perhaps that's the reason," he said. "Yet, it is still weird as I expected something more from him."

"What about your father?" Daphne asked. "He has Fudge wrapped and should know something."

"He has," Draco said. "But as of recent he was in not the best mood and I prefer not to temp the fate."

Daphne nodded and as Draco finished the meal he had precious few moments to organize what he knew and what he learned. If even half of those things were rumors, it was still an unexpected thing and perhaps, perhaps it was time to re-evaluate his thoughts about Potter.

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Harry looked out of the window and was surprised when below he saw a large mansion with a large garden surrounded by thick, ancient forests. He blinked few times and even pinched himself, just to ensure that he was not seeing illusions.

"That's the mansion," Cyclops said, seeing his confusion. "We travelled at few times the speed of sound, so it passed quickly. In few minutes we should be landing and you should be able to meet other mutants that live there."

Harry nodded and let Cyclops land the plane, it seemed that a new chapter of his life just opened, a new and a lot more interesting chapter. One that he would actually like and want to think about.