An: I own nothing; this is a Van Helsing/Harry Potter with some x-men twist to it. It was inspired by the one shot Echoes by ToTheBeatofMyOwnDrummer. Also child abuse mentioned. Also I apologize if I offend anyone with the religious aspect of the story. also this is very Au and most of the characters are OOC.

Harry Van Helsing

(1889)

"Where did you come from?" Friar Carl asked the small child next to him.

"Well here. I uh was praying for a family. When did you change your clothes Father?"

"I am a Friar. Friar Carl and what is your name?"

"I am Harry Potter, Friar. I was to find you and ask for sanctuary." Gabriel looked like he was in shock. He sat with his mouth agape. It took him several minutes before he was able to clear his throat, and speak to anyone.

"So you were praying for a family?" he asked looking nervously at Carl, who looked just as shocked as he was.

"Yes. Then I was in a white place and a lady told me that she would be sending me to my new family and that I would be a great wizard?" Harry said hugging his pack to himself.

"It's ok we are not going to hurt you." Gabriel said as gently as he could. "How old are you?"

"I just turned six, my birthday is July 31." Harry said shyly, smiling. Gabriel knew right away that he was going to keep the boy no matter what.

"We should take him to Nicholas."

"What? Why?" Gabriel said gruffly.

"Who ever brought him here said he was a wizard. Nicholas besides being an alchemist is also a wizard."

"He won't try to take him from us will he?" Gabriel said looking down at the boy and back at Carl with a frown.

"Not if you want to keep the boy, he won't." Gabriel nodded and got up from the pew. Harry looked at both men in fear.

"It is all right, we are not going to hurt you. But a friend needs to take a look at you, ok?" Harry nodded.

Once Gabriel was out of the pew standing next to Harry, put his hand in a guiding motion behind Harry's shoulder only to have him wince in pain. Gabriel quickly lifted Harry's shirt before he could pull away.

"Carl we need to get him to Nicholas right now. He looks like he has been beaten pretty badly." Gabriel said as he scooped up Harry into his arms.

Il Ciociaro was lively with a late lunch, early dinner crowd. Harry got the host to give them a table that they could be in through dinner service. Once seated, Akihiro glared at Harry, but refused to say anything.

"Aki, please don't be mad. I told you time travel is very dangerous. If I had told you anything, you might have changed what had already happened. Than I would not be here and neither would you. You especially would have ended up in some horrible place." Harry paused before continuing on. "So about this time then, father was taking me to see Nicholas, about my injuries."

"So he took you in just like that?" No matter how hard Akihiro tried to be mad at his brother, he wanted to know what had happened more.

"Yes and no. He didn't know me, but he wanted to put the effort in to try to love and care for me."

"He must have been really lonely."

"Aki, father was approximately 1,816 years old when I first met him most likely older than that. I think he was one of the first mutants ever." Akihiro choked on his water. "Father's earliest memory was of fighting Romans in Masada in 73 a.d." Harry smirked at his brother's expression of disbelief.

"That's not possible, you're kidding me. Is he like us with the healing?"

"Yes his is like us and no I am not kidding you. When we find him, you will see he has not changed one bit. I know you expect to find an old man, but that is not the man we will find."

"I know I have never asked this but, how old are you Harry?" Harry grinned at Akihiro.

"I was 63 when I rescued you from a fate worse than death. I am now 103. You yourself can see what gift our father has given us. You who are 40 but still look 20." Akihiro shrugged his agreement.

(1889)

"Nicholas, where are you? We need your help." Carl called out as they entered the wizard's chamber. They heard a load snore and them a even bigger yawn.

"Friar Carl, what could you possibly need from me?" Nicholas said trying to speak through another yawn.

"We have a wizard child that is very injured. Can you look at him before Van Helsing starts to have a fit?" They heard a crash as the wizard started to look for items that he would need to help. They then heard him curse as he looked for his wand.

"Alright bring him to the cot and lay him down. I must run some spells to see what is wrong with the child." Gabriel quickly moved to the cot and set Harry down. His expression was anxious as he moved out of the way, but he made sure Harry would be able to see him. Harry smiled at the friar and hunter. Nicholas smiled down at him holding his wand so that Harry could see it.

"I am going to be waving this over you alright?" Harry nodded. Nicholas raised his wand and began to chant spells over the small boy. Harry's whole glowed for a couple of the spells, some made Nicholas mad while others seem to surprise him. Once he was done, he turned to the worried pair behind him.

"Well, he will need some nourishment potions, I have a salve which I will use in a minute, and also he is very powerful. I need to take him to the wizard bank to be tested for some things and have some others things removed. What do you plan on doing with the boy?"

"I want to keep him with me, if you don't mind?" Gabriel said as he nervously examined his hat. Nicholas smiled.

"I think that is a wonderful idea. You can blood adopt him."

"What is that?" Friar Carl asked before Gabriel could.

"Well it is a potion and a small ceremony, where Van Helsing would put a few drops of his blood into the potion and the boy would take the potion. Then no one would be able to take the boy. He would part of Van Helsing's blood line forever. It would also alter the boy's appearance somewhat."

"Like how?"

"Face shape, hair color, perhaps some of your abilities. You worried the boy will get some of your longevity?"

"You have seen how fast I heal. As long as it is not infected, wounds heal within days."

"Yes that would be a good ability for the boy to get from you. Let me get him patched up, then I will make arrangements for the adoption."

"Thank you, Nicholas." Friar Carl said as Gabriel walked over pulled up a stool and sat down next to Harry.

"Is it alright with you that I adopt you?"

"You want to be my father?" Harry said quietly, tears were starting to gather in the corners of his eyes. Gabriel simply nodded and smiled at him. "Ok. If you really want to."

"Good. I am not the easiest person to get along with and I have no idea how to raise a son. So you will have to be patient with me." Gabriel said with a big smirk. Harry smiled blinking back his tears and nodded.

"So what did you get from father?" Akihiro asked while he ate his Puttanesca and sipping his Bardolino wine.

"Well, his healing, hair color and texture, his height. I also got most of his agility and senses. I used to wear glasses, till he blood adopted me." Harry said digging into his chicken Alfred and also sipping his Sancerre wine.

"So you got by adoption, what I got the natural way?" Akihiro raised an eyebrow at this thought.

"Yes. Still love your older brother?" Harry asked with a small smile.

"Of course I do. Just because you were adopted and not born into our family, does not make you any less apart of it." Akihiro huffed in disgust. "What would make you think I would really care? Or react like that?"

"Some people when they find out that a family member is adopted tend to shun the adopted family member."

"We are Van Helsing's. We do not do that kind of thing. You taught me that, to be honorable and to protect family."

"Well said. Now after several days of recuperating, I was able to spend time with father while he trained; He kept up a running narration of everything he was training in, and what it was used for. I was happy, I may have been in some pain, but I was in heaven." Harry said with a faraway look.

"Now Harry no matter what happens you stay there, you are not well enough to start training with me." Harry nodded. "Harry is such a common name. Perhaps we will change it to something me like mine, an angel's name?" Harry smiled, and nodded happily.

"I'd like that."

Gabriel began by stretching and going through warm up exercise. Harry watched in fascination, when Gabriel began to work with his various swords. Then he was done working by himself an East Indian man brought two scimitars in and presented one to Gabriel. They joked with each other as they prepared to spar.

Gabriel took a defensive stance, while the other man began what looked like a dance and started to circle each other. The two men seemed to dance around each other, the only thing letting Harry know that they were sparing was the ringing of their blades. Harry also noticed that Gabriel was not quite as graceful as the other man. While the man looked like he as dancing effortlessly around the sparing area, Gabriel was fluid with his movements but seemed to always revert back to another style, one that had sharper movements. When the man finally had beaten Gabriel, he helped him up and started more lessons on his movements, while telling him what he did wrong.

"Wow." Harry said with awe. Gabriel looked at Harry and smiled. While other man smiled brightly at him.

"And when will he be ready to learn what you cannot?" the man said in a teasing tone.

"Few days. He is too weak just yet." Gabriel said as he slowly worked through the movements of his lesson. His instructor walked over to where Harry was sitting, and bowed.

"My name is Khadim, what is your name?"

"Harry, where are you from?" Khadim smiled sitting next to Harry on the bench.

"I am from India. You sound English." Harry nodded. "Is Gabriel your father now?" This caught Gabriel's attention, he tried not to let it show, but he really wanted to hear how Harry would answer the question.

"I am from Surrey, England." Harry said shyly "I guess he is, or will be soon." Harry looked over at Gabriel who had stopped to listen to him, and smiled.

"So are you going to show me more or are you going to sit and gossip like an old woman?" Gabriel said to Khadim, and sent a small wink Harry's way. Harry giggled at the pair as they continued with the lesson.

"Khadim what time is it?" Gabriel asked as he started his cool down exercises. Khadim checked his pocket watch.

"11:30, why?" Gabriel nodded his thanks, and turned toward Harry.

"Son, you need to go take your potion, then we will find some lunch."

"Ok." Harry said as he carefully got up from the bench. He walked as quickly as he stiff back and legs would allow. He hissed a bit when he accidentally jarred his back. Khadim looked at Gabriel in concern, who grimaced as they watched him leave.

"His family beat him. Someone took pity on the child and sent him to the church to look for sanctuary."

"He is a good child; one would indeed be blessed to have such a child in their family."

"I am not one to look a gift horse in the mouth." Both men nodded and agreed to meet again the next day.

An: So hope you like. R&R, guys I see you reading any feedback would be good. Please ^,,^. So for those that did not get who Akihiro is his Daken, Dark Wolverine.