A Hero's cry
Chapter 9
A wizard in need of help
"That boy is amazing," said Logan he was still amazed that this young boy could command an entire room. Not only that everyone there seemed to respect him, which didn't surprise him the boy was amazing.
"Indeed" said Xavier as he passed.
"Someone needs our help," said Harry.
"How do you know?" asked Cyclops, he had changed over the past few weeks, finally Harry couldn't help but think perhaps he has gotten over Jean and realized it was futile trying to win her over. She loved Logan and that was the end of it, Harry was thankful he hated Cyclops acting like a spoiled child.
"I can feel it" said Harry softly.
"Does whoever it is know he's doing it?" asked Xavier curiously; he had never asked that question before.
"No, he's too proud for that" said Harry.
"Proud? You act as though you know him!" said Jean, blinking in surprise when her son said such a thing.
"I can feel his emotions, that's how I know he needs me," said Harry.
"How on earth can you feel these things?" asked Hank.
"I don't know, just do I guess" said Harry, he had given up on questioning how he could do all these things himself and let them come. Since then the had come along in strides.
"When are you going?" asked Jean.
"And who's coming?" asked Logan.
"I'm going myself" said Harry.
"What no you are not young man!" cried Jean looking ready to send Harry to his room. He had never gone anywhere without her before, and it kind of scared her a little.
"Log I might need your strength, I don't know what size he or she is going to be! Or what age" said Harry.
"That's fine" said Jean grudgingly knowing that Logan would look after her son.
"I'm going to use my magic to get us there instantaneously" said Harry.
"Wow, how does that work?" said Logan looking nervous he trusted Harry but using strange magic he didn't trust.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen to you, just close your eyes and we will be there," shrugged Harry as if he was passing the weather.
"I better come back in one piece" said Logan he meant it as a joke, but it came out more serious than that.
"Don't come if you don't trust me" said Harry, hurt appeared on his face for a second before it was gone.
"I do" said Wolverine immediately, he really did.
"What does he do?" asked Jean curiously.
"Just hold on to me," said Harry, looking at Logan rather than his mother.
"I will apparate us back to the Hospital wing, don't have anything ready I'm going to heal him" said Harry softly.
"Very well," said Jean, "Aren't you better doing it somewhere comfortable?"
"Suppose, ok I'll just come back here, make a bed for whoever comes" said Harry.
"Ok, now go" said Xavier, seeing how anxious Wolverine was getting.
With a 'pop' they were both gone.
"I will get the bed" said Storm softly.
"I will get the sheets" said Jean and both left the room, as quickly as possible knowing Harry would be back before they could blink if he wanted too.
They were back in the room, a lovely make shift bed was laying there for when whoever came could have a decent rest. The blankets were warm thick ones, and would keep a person warm. That's the best thing for sick people; they didn't know what kind of state he or she would be in.
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"Ok where are we at?" asked Logan looking around, and it was bloody freezing cold.
"I think we are in the UK" said Harry.
"UK! We travelled half the way around the world in seconds?" said Logan wide eyed.
"Yeah," said Harry anything he did no longer surprised him anymore.
"Fucking hell, so where is this person?" asked Logan deciding to concentrate on what they came there for.
"I cannot see him, or feel him...I don't know why" said Harry, the said person was actually unconscious.
"Let's have a look." said Logan.
"I guess," said Harry frowning his magic had yet to let him down, he didn't know what to feel about it right now.
They must have walked around for a good two hours, looking for a sign, then suddenly Harry stopped his eyes going closed.
"I can feel him now" said Harry.
"Can you lead us to him?" asked Logan curiously.
"Hold on again, he's a good bit away," said Harry.
Logan held on, trusting the magic more this time than the last.
They apparated, right next to a black clad figure lying on the ground. The robes ripped and torn, and blood pooling around them. Turning the black clad figure over, the realized this was a man, and he needed serious help.
"Can you lift him?" asked Harry he knew Wolverine had a lot of strength.
"Yes," said Logan, despite his tallness he was actually very skinny and light.
"Make sure both of you are holding on," said Harry, the once again unconscious bundle groaned in pain.
When he was sure all three of them were holding on to one another, they apparated away from Scotland and to the beautiful sight of America.
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"Where the hell have you been what took you so long?" scolded Jean.
"Lay him down, I have to heal him" said Harry, he knew this man was running out of time.
Logan did as he was told, putting the unconscious man on the bed.
"Right let me though" said Harry, getting by the people in the room and putting his hands on the man's chest. Harry guided his magic out, coaxing it around the strangers, so they could heal him. Thankfully the magic accepted and together both magic's began healing the wounds.
Wound after wound closed, healing leaving nothing but the blood behind to say that there had been any sort of injury. What Harry didn't know as he was healing him, he also cleansed his soul and body. The dark mark began fading, no one would realize what had happened until this man woke up.
"There, we need some clothes, wolverine could you get some clothes for him? In fact go and have a shower and that first," said Harry upon seeing the dried on blood on Logan's cloths.
"Actually I think I will, I will see you all later" said Logan leaving, Harry saw his mother wanted to go with him.
"Go mum, we will tell you if anything changes," said Harry smirking, his mum hardly got any time with Logan to herself.
"I'm proud of you son" said Xavier, watching the black clad figure breathing in and out evenly obviously out of danger.
"Thanks, dad" said Harry, yes he thought of Charles as his father. He hardly called him dad; it was usually Headmaster or Professor Xavier these days.
"Your welcome, now what do you know about him?" asked Charles.
"Nothing," said Harry frowning.
"Wow," said Xavier, that's a first.
"His mind is closed," said Harry. "Much like mine".
"Even I cannot" said Xavier.
"It seems magic works better than mutant abilities" said Harry.
"Excuse me?" asked Xavier insulted.
"Not all just some, people and some magic" said Harry.
"Indeed," said Xavier smiling he had known what Harry had meant from the start, he hardly got to kid with his son it was nice to be able to for once
Well there we go! so who will the black clad figure be? im sure you all already know! so review for me! and goodbye! Debs