A/n: Okay here is the long awaited reunion of Harry and Gambit! Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed and/or alerted the story. Please read and review! There's a question at the bottom of the page so please answer and let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: I don't Harry Potter or X-Men.

Warning: Malexmale relationship. Lemon scene. Don't like don't read.

Pairings:

Harry/Gambit

Severus/Lucius/Wolverine

Hermione/Nightcrawler

Draco/Pyro (John)

Rogue/Angel

Iceman (Bobby)/Shadowcat (Kitty)

Thank My Lucky Star

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(A few days after Gambit received Harry's last letter)

Wolverine lay sprawled out on one of the many couches in the Xavier Institute's living room. Nightcrawler was perched on the arm of one of the chairs, Bobby and John were sprawled out on the floor and Rogue was sitting in Warren's lap. Instead of watching t.v. or playing games they were watching their newly discovered form of entertainment: Gambit. None of them had ever seen the flirtatious Cajun so nervous and on the verge of having a mental breakdown. For the last few days he had been pacing up and down the living room floor, smoking and muttering under his breath in French. Every so often he would take out a letter that was written on some kind of heavy paper, read it and then start cursing again. The others thought this was pretty funny especially since Gambit refused to tell them what had him so worried. Wolverine chugged the last of his beer, stood up, grabbed Gambit by the collar of his trench coat and shoved him into one of the empty chairs.

"Okay Cajun. All of this pacing of yours is giving me a headache. Now sit down and tell us what's got you so upset so we can find a way to fix it." Wolverine ordered just as Professor X came floating in to the room.

Gambit sighed and dropped his head into his hands. "Remy t'ink his cher be in trouble. De last letter sounded too much like goodbye fo' Remy ta handle."

"Well, what kind of trouble do you think she's in? Maybe we can find some way to get her out of the situation." Professor Xavier spoke up trying to get Gambit to feel better.

Gambit gave out a low, bitter laugh. "Remy know what kind o' trouble his petit is in. My 'Arry had de choice ta stay wit' me fo' as long as he wanted o' go back ta his school 'n take care o' a duty he has ta fulfill. Obviously he went back ta England 'n Remy don't know if he goin' ta be able ta come back ta Remy after he finished his duty."

"Wait your cher is a guy?" Bobby asked surprised, although he wasn't the only one.

Gambit didn't lift his head up. "Yeah Remy's cher be a guy. Ya got a problem wit' dat?"

"Ah no. I just wasn't expecting that." Bobby replied quickly. He, and everyone else, had always assumed the flirtatious Cajun was straight. Seems you learn something new every day.

"What do you mean he has a duty to do? Is he a mutant?" Angel asked.

"Na, 'Arry ain't a mutant but he special all de same. 'Arry told me he got some kind of duty ta dis group of people ta make sure dis bad guy is stopped. He's known 'bout dis duty since he been 11." Gambit replied standing up and walking upstairs.

The others exchanged worried glances. What kind of people required an eleven year old boy to feel he had to stop a bad guy?

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Severus Snape gripped the box that held the vials of potions for the Infirmary tightly to his side as he headed up the stairs from the dungeons. The so-called Final Battle had been "won" the same day that Voldemort decided to attack. What kind of victory is it when three-quarters of the Aurors are dead, almost half the student population is dead or injured and there are still some of the more dangerous Death Eaters on the loose?

"Any changes Poppy? Severus asked as he stepped into the infirmary. He set down the crate of vials and started unloading them into their proper places.

"You'll have to check on him and see. I've been so busy trying to get everyone patched up I haven't had a chance to breathe let alone check up on him. I really wish Dumbledore would let some of the Healers from St. Mungo's in the school. I need help really badly." Poppy Pomfrey said as she moved between the hospital beds, waving her wand and running diagnostic spells on the patients.

Snape only nodded and headed towards the back of the infirmary where Poppy had her office and a small room for the patients that needed more privacy than normal. Closing the door behind him he pulled aside the curtain of the only occupied bed in the small room. Harry Potter lay on the bed; his black hair that was spread out on the white pillow only accentuated his too pale skin. They all thought that with the death of the Dark Lord the jagged curse scar on his forehead would fade away but contrary to that thought it had become an angry red that bled on occasions and they could literally feel the dark magic that surrounded it. Sitting in the chair by Harry's bedside Snape sighed as he braced his head in his hands.

When the final battle started, no one had seen either Harry or the Dark Lord. But about twenty minutes or so into the battle the doors of Hogwarts had been flung open and the Dark Lord entered carrying the dead body of Harry Potter. The Light Side was devastated with the loss of their Savior but they had persevered even with the renewed onslaught from the Dark Side. Voldemort had been dueling Dumbledore when a Sectumsempra spell hit Voldemort from behind. For some strange reason every battle stopped as Voldemort turned around only to blanch as he saw Harry Potter standing there apparently unharmed. Snape only remembered Voldemort fighting a newly rejuvenated Harry Potter as he and Lucius fought the rest of the Inner Circle. Perhaps if I had paid attention to their battle I might be able to determine what happened that caused Harry to be in this catatonic state and help him. But no one remembered seeing how Harry managed to destroy the Dark Lord which means I don't have any idea about where to start.

Severus whirled around wand in hand and curse on tongue when he realized it was only Draco and Lucius that had entered Harry's room. "What's the matter you two?"

It was Draco who handed the Daily Prophet to Snape. "Look at the headline."

Snape raised his eyebrow at his godson and then turned to read the flashing headline on the front page:

HARRY POTTER, SAVIOR OF THE WIZARDING WORLD DIES OF WAR

WOUNDS!

By Rita Skeeter

Yesterday evening I was called to Hogwarts by Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. The news he gave me shocked me to my core. Harry Potter died earlier that afternoon due to damage caused by a very dark spell that was cast by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named before Harry Potter destroyed him once and for all. Our Savior managed to hold on for almost two weeks after destroying He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named but alas this dark magic was too much for our Savior to overcome. I know that I speak for the majority of Wizarding Britain when I say that Harry Potter will be mourned by many for years to come. He has been a shining beacon of hope for all of us during these dark times brought on by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. The Headmaster has arranged for Harry Potter's burial to be in two days where he will be buried on Hogwarts' grounds. The funeral is open to the public and all are encouraged to attend and pay their respects to the Savior that ensured the continued prosperity of our world. We will miss you Harry Potter.

For information on the life of Harry Potter see page 2

For detailed information on the burial ceremony see page 4

Snape's eyes were furious as he finished reading the article in the Daily Prophet. "How dare Albus! What is he trying to gain from all of this?"

"Well he is the leader of the Light Side and with Harry out of the way he would have undisputed influence in Wizarding Britain. Not to mention that he will be able to invoke the "spirit" of Harry Potter to push through whatever reforms he would want to issue. Also Harry Potter would be a martyr who died for the cause but is no longer around to challenge anything that Albus might want to do." Lucius replied looking disgusted. "You know when I find out things like this about Dumbledore I sometimes wonder if the Dark Lord wasn't so bad after all. True his methods leave much to be desired, but at least he had always been honest about the expendability of his servants and doesn't pretend to care for them."

"What are we going to do Uncle Sev? We can't just let the Headmaster get away with all of this." Draco asked.

"We're going to have to get him out of here and to a place where Albus won't be able to track him, at least for a while. Once he's safe and healed we'll be able to figure out how to deal with Albus." Severus said.

"Let's get him to one of the Malfoy estates. We own a summer house in New York that no one knows about. I'll send some of our house elves to get it cleaned and we'll get Harry set up there. We can apply for asylum from the American Ministry of Magic. Their Ministry has always disapproved of the way the British ministry has handled affairs in connection with the rise of the Dark Lord. I'm sure they'll be willing to grant us protection especially when they see the article written about Potter." Lucius said.

"That's a good idea. Dobby! Kreacher! Winky!" Severus called out. There were three simultaneous cracks of apparition from the house elves as they appeared in the infirmary.

"What can Dobby do for Professor Snape sir?" Dobby asked.

"Listen up the three of you. The Headmaster has declared to the Daily Prophet that Harry Potter died of war wounds. We don't have a lot of time before he comes to actually make sure that Harry is dead. We're going to get him out of here to one of Lucius' estates in New York to protect him from the Headmaster." Severus explained to the three elves. At his pronouncement the three elves immediately set up a cry of protest at the way the Headmaster was treating the great Harry Potter.

"Dobby can you pack Harry's things and notify Miss Granger of what is going on? Then help her pack her things and take their belongings and Miss Granger to the Malfoy Estate in New York. Lucius, Draco and I will join you there with Harry. Can you do that for us?" Severus asked.

"Dobby be doing what Professor Snape asks. Dobby make sure Harry Potter's 'Mione and belongings get to New York safely." Dobby replied fiercely before he popped out.

"Winky go with Draco and help him pack his things while he explains to the others what is going on so they can cover up as long as possible. Then take him to the manor in New York as well." Lucius ordered.

Winky nodded and grabbed Draco's arm as she apparated them out of the infirmary.

Lucius quickly conjured his Patronus, a silver raven, and sent it off with instructions for his head house elf.

"What about Narcissa?" Severus asked looking at his long time lover.

"I divorced her before the final battle and sent her off to France where she is currently living with her lover. She has more than enough money to live a comfortable life there without bothering me. Of course she had already agreed to this a long time ago." Lucius replied as he pulled Severus in for a long kiss.

Pulling away, Severus turned to Kreacher. "Kreacher can you pack up my belongings, seal my quarters and then come back here?"

"Kreacher do as Professor Snape asks." The house elf replied as he popped out of the room.

Opening the door Snape called for Poppy to come quickly.

"Severus what's the problem? Is something wrong with Harry?" She asked breathlessly as she ran into the room.

Wordlessly Severus handed her the newspaper and waited while she read the article.

"Why the nerve of that no good excuse for an old man! I have half a mind to march up to his office and Crucio him! After all this poor boy's been through and he's just going to off him in order to further his own agenda! Dumbledore ought to be ashamed of himself!" Poppy raged after she read what was written.

"We plan on taking Harry with us to America. Is there any way you can keep the Headmaster from knowing the truth and keep him from trying to track us down?" Lucius asked the Medi-Witch.

"I'll give you an hour or two and then I'll go running to the Headmaster and tell him I was going to check him over, but just as I was entering his room I saw Death Eaters apparate out of the room with Harry. The wards are still damaged from the fight that it would be plausible for Death Eaters to get in here and of course there are still members of the Inner Circle out there that would hold a grudge against Harry. Just make sure you take care of him, alright?" Madame Pomfrey replied determination radiating from her.

"That we can promise." Severus replied just as Kreacher reappeared with two trunks floating behind him.

"Kreacher has all of Professor Snape's belongings. What does Professor Snape sir want me to do?"

Severus shrunk the two trunks, pocketed them and then said, "Can you take Harry, Lucius and myself out of here and to the Malfoy estate in New York?"

With goodbyes exchanged Madame Pomfrey left the room so she could claim she didn't see the three of them leaving. Once she was gone, Kreacher apparated the three men out of the infirmary and to the Malfoy estate.

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Snape sat by Harry's bedside again and braced his head in his hands. They had been here for a week already and still there were no signs of improvement in his charge. He had tried everything looking for an explanation as to why Harry was still unconscious. According to all the test results, Harry was perfectly healthy. He had no injuries and his magic levels were at a normal level. However he still wasn't conscious and Severus was nearly at wits end.

Draco and Hermione burst into the room excitedly, Hermione waving a bundle of parchment. "I think maybe I found a way to help him." She exclaimed as the two of them skidded to a halt at the foot of Harry's bed, Lucius following at a more sedate pace.

"Well what is it?" Severus asked impatiently.

"The day you brought us the news that Voldemort was planning the final battle I caught Harry writing a long letter and he was crying slightly as he was writing. When I asked him who he was writing to he told me it was to the one person he cared about more than anyone else. I was confused because anyone that could possibly fit that description was already in the UK and was going to be involved in the war. However Harry broke down and told me about where he spent his summer." Hermione began.

"I thought he wasn't allowed away from the blood wards that protected him at Privet Drive?" Snape asked in confusion.

"He wasn't but apparently the Dursleys were going to New Orleans, Louisiana for the summer because Vernon Dursley's company sent him there on an assignment. They left right after they picked him up from King's Cross Station at the end of school. While he was there he met a man he fell in love with. What shocked me the most was that he confided in me that he almost stayed in New Orleans with this man and didn't come back to Hogwarts."

"Potter's gay?" Draco asked in surprise. "I thought he was in love with the Weasley girl?"

"Oh please. Harry saw her as a little sister and would never have gone out with her even though everyone expected it. I've known he preferred men ever since that disaster with Cho Chang in fifth year. He's just never found anyone that he thought would date him that wasn't interested in the fame that came with being the Boy-Who-Lived." Hermione explained.

"Well I suppose you learn new things everyday. Besides since it is quite possible for men to get pregnant in the Wizarding World there is no need to worry about an heir." Severus stated.

"Alright I agree with that part, but is this guy a muggle and if he is how did Harry get away with breaking the Statue of Secrecy?" Lucius questioned.

"Apparently this guy…ummm…Remy LeBeau is actually a mutant. Therefore he technically isn't a muggle and telling him about the wizarding world isn't a breach of the Statue of Secrecy. The best part is that he is now living at the Xavier Institute for Gifted Students in Westchester, New York. I found out that the school is actually one for mutant children, Remy LeBeau is a teacher there and its only about a half an hour drive from here." Hermione finished excitedly.

Severus and Lucius exchanged glances with one another. "Perhaps you, Draco and Severus ought to go to this Institute and talk to Mr. LeBeau. Explain the situation and see if he would be willing to come and stay here or if we could bring Mr. Potter there. Either way the man deserves to know what's happened to Harry or maybe he'll be able to help." Lucius said finally.

"Okay I'll call and set up an appointment to visit the school tomorrow." Hermione said as she dragged Draco out to find the telephone.

Lucius wrapped his arms around Severus and just held his lover close to him. "Don't worry, love. We'll find some way to help Harry out." Lucius comforted his lover, knowing how close the two had become in the last year.

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Severus rolled down the window of their new car as they approached the gates of the Xavier Institute.

"I didn't know you knew how to drive Uncle Sev." Draco said as they waited.

"There are a lot of things that you don't know about me." Severus replied as a voice came on the announcer.

"Who is this?"

"The Snape party here to see a Mr. Remy LeBeau."

"Very well please enter."

Snape drove through the open gates and parked at the end of the gravel driveway. The three exited the car and headed up the stairs to the mansion. The doors opened and they entered the school to be greeted by a bald headed man in a hovering wheelchair and a short wild looking man with a cigar in his mouth.

"How do you do? My name is Charles Xavier and my colleague here is Logan. I believe you came here to speak to Remy LeBeau, correct?" Professor Xavier questioned the group.

"That is correct. My name is Hermione Granger; this is a friend of mine Draco Malfoy and his godfather Severus Snape." Hermione introduced everyone.

"Wonderful to meet you all. If you would follow me I'll take you to see Remy." With that Xavier turned around and headed through a doorway.

"After you." Logan said with a mocking bow and a leer at Snape.

Snape drew himself up to his full height and treated Logan to the infamous raised eyebrow and sneer that was his trademark before sweeping out of the room after Xavier.

Draco chuckled quietly and whispered quietly to Hermione, "Even without his robes he still manages to look impressive." Hermione giggled in amusement as they followed the two men with Logan behind them.

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The living room occupants all looked up as Professor X entered the room followed by three unknown people and Logan. Gambit was pacing in the living room, again, while Bobby and John were playing cards and Nightcrawler was reading a book in one of the armchairs.

"Ah Remy there you are. I believe these are the people that came to see you. This is Remy LeBeau also known as Gambit. Remy this is Miss Hermione Granger, Mr. Draco Malfoy and Mr. Severus Snape." Xavier introduced everyone. "The gentleman in the armchair is Kurt Wagner also known as Nightcrawler; the two boys are Bobby Drake also known as Iceman and John Allerdyce also known as Pyro." Professor X finished.

"Do you want us to leave Gambit?" Kurt asked as the three newcomers took seats on the couch.

"Remy don't mind. Ya bring news bought my 'Arry?" Gambit asked firmly. "Remy ain't heard from him since his last letter 'bout four weeks ago."

Severus paused trying to decide how to word this. "Well about two days after Harry sent you that letter the school was attacked by the Dark Lord in what was the Final Battle. At first neither the Dark Lord nor Harry was seen at the battle scene which was strange considering they were the main reason the war was being fought. However, after about twenty minutes the Dark Lord came in carrying the dead body of Harry Potter. The night the Dark Lord tried to kill Harry Potter he inadvertently created a Horcrux within Harry. Therefore Harry had to 'die' before the Dark Lord could be killed." Severus began.

Gambit gripped the armrests of the chair he was sitting in. "My cher is dead?"

Severus hurried to reassure him. "No. I'm not exactly sure what happened but Harry didn't die; the Horcrux, Harry's scar, was destroyed which meant that the Dark Lord was now bound to a mortal body and could be destroyed. Harry surprised everyone by attacking the Dark Lord while he was dueling the Headmaster. The Dark Lord and Harry began dueling while everyone else resumed the fighting trying to win. Eventually though Harry did defeat the Dark Lord which caused the remaining Death Eaters to flee. The problem is that something happened to Harry during the final battle, either he was hit by a dark curse or it was a side effect of whatever he did to defeat the Dark Lord, but he hasn't woken up since then." Severus finished looking worriedly at the man that had made Harry so happy.

Gambit didn't say anything for a long moment staring off at something that only he could see. "So my 'Arry isn't dead but he isn't awake either. Is he still in England?"

Hermione spoke up next. "No he isn't in England. He's actually at the Malfoy Estate here in New York it's about a half hour drive." Hermione replied.

"How come you guys brought him here if he's from England?" John spoke up from his spot on the floor.

"We brought him here because we were granted political asylum by the American Ministry of Magic. No one knows about the Malfoy Estate because we haven't used it in so long and it is protected by a lot of wards. It was the safest place we could think of to hide Harry while he healed." Draco replied.

"Why would you need to get him out of England? Isn't he supposed to be this Savior?" Kurt asked confusedly.

"It's true that he's the Savior of the Wizarding World however his safety was compromised. Draco brought me a copy of the Daily Prophet, our newspaper, where the front page headline read 'Savior of the Wizarding World dies of war wounds'." Snape replied.

"But you just said he was alive." Xavier pointed out.

"He is alive. The Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, was the one who invited the reporter into Hogwarts and told her that Harry had died. This meant that he planned on having Harry killed and wanted it reported as death from war wounds so that Harry would be remembered as a martyr who died for the cause; a symbol that couldn't challenge Dumbledore's plans, whatever those may be." Snape continued.

"So you are saying the Headmaster of your school, who is supposed to be a 'good guy', was planning on killing the boy who saved your world from this Dark Lord?" Logan asked incredulously.

"That was what we figured. With the death of his godfather, Harry is the Head of two of the most ancient, powerful and influential families in Britain. Adding to that the influence and power that comes with being the Savior, Harry is arguably the most powerful and influential person in Britain. Dumbledore defeated the Dark Lord Grindelwald and thus gained a lot of influence in the magical community. He would not want to give that up to someone he might consider a useful pawn. With Harry dead he could invoke the image of Harry as a martyr to get what he wanted out of the Ministry." Draco explained.

"That's messed up." Bobby commented.

"I know what you mean." Hermione said tiredly.

"So wha' ya wan' Remy ta do?" Gambit asked softly. My poor 'Arry.

"We're hoping that having you by his side might induce him to wake up. He said he almost didn't want to come back to England because he wanted to stay with you. If you come with us or we bring him here perhaps he might feel your presence and be able to overcome whatever is ailing him." Severus replied.

"Why don't you bring him here? I am a telepath and perhaps I might be able to gain at least some idea of what is bothering him. Besides we have plenty of room for all of you here." Professor Xavier offered.

"That sounds acceptable. I will talk with my partner and we will be back shortly with Harry." Severus replied ignoring the smirking Logan.

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I can't believe it 'as been two weeks since 'Arry came 'ere. Gambit thought as he headed downstairs to the medical bay for his daily visit with Harry. He had a book tucked under his arm. Professor Snape seemed to feel that Harry would be more likely to wake up if he heard Gambit's voice as often as possible. So Gambit had taken to telling Harry all the latest gossip about what was going on in the Institute and then reading to him. Gambit had become pretty fond of reading and found that he enjoyed the humor in the books by Terry Pratchett.

Gambit stretched out on the bed next to Harry, wrapped one arm around the still body lying beside him and let out a small sigh. "Let's see cher. Gossip first den we continue readin' where we left off, okay?" Gambit paused hoping for a response but continued on when he didn't get one. "Hmmmm…well I got de shock o' my life when I was walking down de hall ta see ya. I saw Logan o Wolverine, comin' out o' de room where ya Professor 'n Lucius Malfoy 're sleepin'. He definitely looked smug so I'm thinkin' he finally managed ta convince de two o' dem dat he was good fo' dem 'n dat pro'aly means he sleepin' wit' dem. Ya friend Hermione seems mighty interested in Kurt 'n its kind o' cute watchin' de two o' dem together. John, who I told ya is also called Pyro, has been pursuing ya friend Draco everyday. I t'ink Draco just 'bout ready ta crack 'n agree ta go on a date wit' John. Even t'ough John is only a, 'ow did ya friend say, 'a hot-headed mutant nobody.' It was pretty funny. Dey gonna be like fire 'n ice together. Remy t'ink dat be all de excitin' stuff in de Institute. Otherwise everyt'ing be crazy like normal." Remy finished. He paused for a while just watching Harry on the bed hoping that Harry would open his eyes. "Alright cher. 'ow 'bout we finish readin' De Light Fantastic. We just 'bout ta de interestin' part o' de showdown 'tween de good wizard 'n de bad wizard."

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Gambit was having the best dream that he'd had in a while. His face was being peppered with kisses from his beloved Harry. He was warm, comfortable and his cher was safe in his arms.

"Remy…wake up. Remy…..Remy!"

Gambit jerked awake, irritated at being rudely awoken from his wonderful dream and ready to lay into the person who woke him up, when he paused surprised to see that the person who woke him up was his beloved cher. "'Arry is dat really ya?" Gambit breathed unable to fully believe that Harry had finally woken up after a month and a half.

"It really is me, Remy. I'm so happy to see you again." Harry said as he smiled down at his red eyed lover.

Gambit quickly rolled over so that Harry was pinned beneath him. "I've been dreamin' 'bout dis fo' a long time cher. Remy need ta be in ya cher I need ta know ya 're safe wit' me." Gambit breathed out, harshly kissing his petite green eyed boy.

Harry broke off the kiss panting hard. "Then take me dammit. Hard and fast. Stretch me but don't use lube. I want to feel every inch of you sliding into me, claiming me. I've waited for this moment for more than a year." Harry demanded of his Cajun lover.

"Remy okay wit' dat." Gambit grinned as he quickly pulled off the sweats and t-shirt Harry was dressed in before getting rid of his own clothes.

Harry shamelessly spread his legs, arching his back when Gambit roughly pushed a finger into his entrance and bent down to gently bite his nipple.

Gambit added another finger to Harry's ass as he switched to the other nipple while stretching his lover. "'Ow does it feel ta 'ave my fingers in ya, preparin' ya fo' my cock, 'Arry?" Gambit asked hoarsely as he rammed another finger past Harry's entrance.

Harry arched his back as Gambit's talented fingers brushed insistently across his prostate. "Mmmm…they feel wonderful. I missed you so much when I was away at school. That lovely dildo you sent me for Christmas just wasn't the same as your thick cock slamming into me over and over again. I want your cum in me marking me where no one else ever has." Harry cried out, moaning when Gambit pulled his fingers out of his ass leaving him feeling empty.

Gambit positioned the head of his engorged cock at Harry's entrance before kissing Harry one last time. "Relax fo' me ma petit, dis gonna hurt a bit." Gambit warned, waiting until Harry nodded. He paused a moment more and then buried himself completely in Harry's tight ass with one quick thrust.

Harry let out a loud cry as he felt Gambit's thick cock push past his entrance. After not having sex with Gambit for so long he forgot how much it hurt to have that engorged erection slam into him without lube.

"'Re ya all right cheri?" Remy asked panting harshly. He paused to let Harry adjust to his size while he willed himself not to cum immediately upon feeling that tight heat encasing his cock after so long.

Harry pushed down insistently on Remy's cock after a few seconds. "Fuck me please Remy. I need you now!" Harry cried out as he squeezed his inner muscles around Remy's cock.

Gambit threw his head back, moaning as Harry's tight ass squeezed him before he pulled back and began to thrust harshly over and over into Harry's ass. He grabbed Harry's hands and pinned them down above his head, all the while increasing the pace of his thrusts.

Harry could not hold on any longer, especially after fantasizing for so long about feeling Remy inside of him. He arched his back and came, his cum spurting between the two men's chests and Remy's name on his lips.

Remy felt his lover cum on his chest and his tight ass trying to milk him for all he had; he managed to thrust for two more times before he buried his face in Harry's neck and filled Harry with his cum while moaning out his little lover's name. Sighing, Gambit let his body drop so that he was covering Harry completely with his own body and his cock still in Harry's ass.

Harry smiled tiredly up at his lover as he reached up and wrapped his arms around the man who had his face hidden in his neck. "I missed you so much Remy. I'm so glad I managed to make it back to be with you." Harry said quietly as he ran his fingers through Remy's chestnut brown hair.

"I was so worried when I got ya last letter petit. I didn't know if ya were goin' ta survive de war. Den when Snape brought ya back 'ere I was scared dat ya wouldn't wake up cher. I know we haven't known each other fo' dat long but I can't imagine livin' my life without ya 'Arry." Gambit admitted shifting so that his forehead was pressed onto Harry's own. He sighed and then checked his watch. "It's only 5 in de mornin' cher. Let's get ya upstairs ta my room fo' a shower 'n get ya into some different clothes. Den we'll go get ya some food. Ya must be starvin' after bein' asleep fo' so long." Gambit remarked as he rolled off of the bed onto his feet.

Harry lay in the bed for a little bit longer admiring Remy's muscular body as he got dressed. He sighed and wiped off his sticky chest with the sheet before pulling on the clothes he had been wearing earlier and then shakily crawled out of the bed. "Where are we?" Harry asked Remy as the man stripped the bed and tossed the soiled sheets into a hamper off to the side.

Remy scooped up his lover smiling at the small squeal of surprise he let out. Remy headed for the door as he responded to Harry's question. "We 're in de medical bay o' de Xavier Institute dat I tol' ya 'bout in one o' my letters. My room's in de attic so we'll take de elevator up dere." Remy told him as they turned down a hall and entered the open elevator.

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Gambit stood next to the stove scrambling eggs and frying bacon for breakfast. Harry smiled as he sipped his coffee and took pleasure in the fact that he could be with his lover and not have to worry about a prophecy hanging over his head. For once in his life he could make a choice that was not dictated to him by someone else. Gambit slid a plate with the bacon and eggs on it and then picked Harry up, slid into the seat that Harry had been sitting in a moment ago and placing a surprised Harry in his lap. Gambit grinned at his flustered cher, wrapped his arms around his lover and laid his head on Harry's back while Harry ate breakfast.

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Severus followed his two lovers down the hall towards the kitchen where they could smell bacon and eggs cooking. Gambit must be up early and decided to cook some breakfast. I wonder if there will be enough for us or do I have to make it myself? Neither Logan nor Lucius are competent enough to do so let alone awake enough to manage not to blow the kitchen up. Severus thought fondly admiring his two lovers. I never thought Lucius and I would survive to be able to be together let alone that we would have a third mutant lover. Severus had been so caught up in his musings that he never noticed that the aforementioned lovers had stopped abruptly in the entrance to the kitchen.

"What is going on?" Severus snapped, irritated at the two men for denying him access to food and coffee. Wordlessly his two lovers stepped aside to let him see Harry, awake and alive seated on Gambit's lap as he finished the last of his breakfast. "Harry?" Severus questioned not daring to believe what his eyes were telling him.

Harry looked up startled. "Severus! Lucius!"

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A/n: Hahahaha…another cliff hanger for you. So Harry's finally woken up, what's going to happen next? Next chapter will be explanations, introductions and a confrontation with Dumbledore. Hope you enjoyed this. Please, please review and in your review let me know if you would like to see mpreg in this story? Please and thank you. Dark Disaster.