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Title: Vanteerian Charm

Author: Lady Treason & Tinkering

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any affliates, I'm in no way connected to any of them, I do not mean to infringe on any copyrights or titles and I make no money off of this endeavour.

Warning: What can I say? It's a Harry Potter/Smallville crossover. There will be Snarry, there will be Clex.

Summary: Mostly HP but then a curious bald headed man and a gangly farm boy wandered into their universe…and were followed. So then the megalomaniac father of said bald headed millionaire started getting even GREATER "disillusions" of grandeur… am I giving away the whole plot here? Dude!

A/N: Lovelock8, I never disappoint #winks#. And...only one person stroked poor Ego. #points to little furry beast running around# Another person talked about him but never actually stroked him. Ego says if Tamuril Nenharma returns, they get huggles. But thanks to the other people for reviewing too! Lol.

Vanteerian Charm

By Lady Treason & Tinkering

Disclaimer: All HP characters and places belong to JK Rowling. The Vanteerian Race and stuff belongs solely to me. Ha.

Chapter Four

Harry woke the next morning to quietly talking voices and sunlight on his face and smiled slightly stretching, before opening his eyes. He was glad to find he'd been cleaned and dressed in a hospital gown while sleeping. Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, the Potions Master, Madam Pomfrey and Lucius Malfoy were huddled a bit away from his bed, whispering urgently. Well, most of them. Snape was lounging against the wall watching them like it was a racquet ball match.

And even though they were whispering he could hear them clear as day.

"…when Potter showed up at the place just after he'd heard the rumours, Diggle was in a state with himself. Especially at how the boy appeared." The Transfiguration professor hissed at the Headmaster. "Are you going to tell us the rest of what happened or not!?"

"I will tell you I don't fully understand what transpired myself but perhaps Harry could shed some light. Poppy could you…?"

"No need to check. I'm awake." Harry said quietly and watched as they all jumped and turned to stare.

"Ah, Harry my boy. You look a lot better today." Headmaster Dumbledore peered over his glasses at Harry. "I was told you looked quite hurt."

"I feel a lot better. It's…so good to not be waking up to another day of…drugs and tests. Or being watched…" Harry shivered helplessly and everyone's heart went out to him while a few fists clenched involuntarily. "I'm just glad to be home and free of those…"

"You're safe now Mr. Potter." Professor McGonagall said gravely. "But could you tell us what happened?"

Harry's lamp-like eyes turned to Dumbledore. "Don't you know? I thought that was why a wizard was among the scientists?"

"It was a guess really. We first suspected something to be wrong when you didn't reply to the notes from your birthday presents but we dismissed that at first. Then when Mr. Malfoy here went to collect you from your family they at first denied you living there then told him you had left. However on…entering the house, he found signs of you and your…forced exit. As you know we have eyes from the Order all about and a few days later some rumours started of some boy that had been found and captured by muggles. He was thought to be magical so it was a jolt to the few of the magical world who had heard. As you were missing we thought…"

"It might be me."

"Yes. So that's why Delagus was there. He kept you there. I'm sorry you had to stay there another day Harry but we thought it better you be there and hidden, also where we could find you…than out lost in the muggle world."

"Perhaps." Harry shut his eyes and took a deep breath. "Is that all you know?"

Albus paused here. "Delagus told me something…" The green eyes flicked open. "Would you like to explain…?"

"I don't know what happened to me. I thought you'd know! That you could help…" Harry's voice was wavering slightly and he swallowed before pleading lowly. "Please Headmaster…if you can…if there's something you know…fix me!"

"Would you two kindly stop telling secrets to each other and perhaps share?" Snape's voice slid smoothly in and Harry turned unblinking eyes on him.

"I'd been feeling sick all day. I don't usually feel sick. Come to think of it I don't think I've ever been sick…anyway, all my presents showed up and I was so dizzy I couldn't…sit to think clearly to reply to the notes. This was about midnight on my birthday. I don't know…maybe half hour hadn't passed yet but I was just going to lie down and…this pain," Harry shut his eyes finally with a cringe. "Such pain. It might…just might have been worse than the Cruciatus. I fell…and my back was bleeding and then it got worse and I passed out." Harry stopped and turned his face away.

"Unless those people scooped you out of your room Potter I'm sure there's more." Harry didn't see him sneer but he heard the grunt as Lucius' elbow connected to a rib.

"I woke up on the street with a few things around me. It seemed Uncle Vernon had kicked me out after kicking me up a bit. Abnormality too much for him I guess. I snuck around Magnolia for a bit. I was trying to make my way to Malfoy Manor…I wasn't thinking clearly I guess in hindsight…I could have gone back in for my broom…I could have used magic…the Knight bus," Harry sighed. "By the time those people found me I'd almost killed myself and it wasn't hard for them to get a hold of me. They told me Uncle Vernon had tipped them off about something 'funny' in his area and that's how they found me. They were studying me for the days I was there and that's about it."

Everyone paused in the quiet to take that in before the Headmaster looked sadly at him. "Harry…"

"I don't want to tell! I don't want to be more of a freak." Harry glared, eyes flashing. "That's what I am isn't it?! I'm a phenomenon." He mocked, clenching his hands into the sheets. "Everything always happens to me and this is pretty much the icing on the cake!"

"Why would muggles be interested in Harry? He's…just another muggle boy!" Lucius paced angrily.

"Maybe Potter is leaving out some major details…" Severus trailed off looking at Harry's hands. Madam Pomfrey gasped seeing blood leaking through the cotton sheets and hurried over. Harry unclenched his fists suddenly and hid his hands under the sheet.

"I'm fine." Harry said petulantly as Poppy came to tug his hands from under the sheet. He finally offered his hands to her carefully, to not hurt her with his sharpened nails.

"Harry please tell us why." Professor Dumbledore asked again tiredly.

"You know. Why do you want me to say it? What is so important about me saying it huh? Do you want to know why the muggles thought me such a prize?!" He turned angry eyes on the others in the room. "The reason why I was in such pain in my bedroom is because wings were popping out of my fucking back! Happy?!"

Poppy's wand poked his hand sharply for the profanity but after that she was about as shocked as everyone else in the room.

"Wings?" Lucius offered first, hesitantly, even as his eyes roamed over Harry's shoulders disbelieving.

"They disappeared yesterday. Luckily, early in the morning just before the scientists brought in some guy who wanted to buy into the 'investment' of me." Harry muttered.

Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall gasped as Dumbledore's blue eyes narrowed. "What?"

"The…doctor, Hamilton, needed monetary backing and he brought some guy to see me. But my wings had already disappeared so don't worry. But they did have some security camera footage…"

"Gone." Snape said shortly. Harry replied with a nod.

"But yeah. Something's still wrong with me. I can see and hear and smell and taste and feel…so much more. It's, I just want to be normal again."

"We have time to explore this and find out what happened to you but do we need to worry about this man on the loose who…"

"Didn't believe the scientist. And I'm sure you made sure something was done to make them forget…" Harry's gaze flicked between Snape and Lucius.

"They are probably converging on the building even as we speak and forgetting about anything to do with you. Entering the grounds will cause that…and anything that was in the building, files, tapes and such…are long burnt."

Harry frowned. "That sounds good then. Can you help me now Professor?"

"I'll try Harry. I'll try. But I suspect…this may have something to do with your Inheritance as you've come of age and may not be anything…removable. You might have to learn to accept it…" He paused Harry's onslaught with a hand. "And because your wings are gone doesn't mean it's over either." He turned to Snape and Madam Pomfrey. "The rest of us can do research but the two of you need to talk to Harry and learn this from him that may identify what's happened to him."

"It would help if I could have something of his abnormality." Snape returned quietly.

"I can hear you."

"I don't care Potter." Severus' dark eyes glared before he looked back to the Headmaster. "I can help when his wings reappear if they do. Until then I too will be doing research."

Dumbledore sighed. "As you wish Severus."

"A couple of clues to help. I am really hurt by artificial light and I'm allergic to salt." Harry snorted wryly and muttered under his breath. "What am I?"

Lucius sat down next to his bed again and held his hand with a small smile while the Headmaster and his Deputy talked. Madam Pomfrey bustled around Harry collecting a few potion vials while Snape leaned casually against a wall and stroked his bottom lip thoughtfully. Harry found he could see and sense this all with his eyes half shut and sighed almost wishing he were back to half blind instead of this, whatever he was now.

"Potter, could you turn over and bare your shoulders." Snape came up next to Lucius and asked civilly. Harry looked to Madam Pomfrey who looked to Dumbledore who nodded. Harry then looked to him and turned over with a sigh, letting go of Lucius' hand. Madam Pomfrey pulled the sheet up above his waist to comfort him before untying the string of the gown and spreading it.

"Hmm," Snape hummed before moving away again as Lucius, Minerva and Poppy stared.

"He's got two scars on his shoulder blades Albus." McGonagall said.

"I suppose that's where the wings came out. And where they still are." The Headmaster offered thoughtfully. Madam Pomfrey hesitated for a moment before trying to heal the scars and gasped when they wouldn't heal. "They are magical. That won't help."

She prodded the welted slits lightly. "Do you feel that Mr. Potter?"

"Yes." He muttered muffled into the pillow. "Slightly."

"Well, this at least proves they will be coming back. Whenever they do." The Potions Master said. "From what little Potter offered I think I'll research some magical creatures and see what I can find. If I'm needed I'll be in my dungeons. Albus," Snape nodded slightly and turned and was gone.

Madam Pomfrey sighed. "He's so sharp with you. Doesn't he understand what you're going through?" She fixed up his gown and turned Harry over with a sigh.

"I don't want to be coddled!" Harry swallowed fitfully. "I'd rather that than pity."

"You don't need to fear that." The Headmaster smiled. "I suppose you're hungry now. I guess some hmm, well, salad will do. You never realize how many thing's have salt until you stop and think." Dumbledore pondered. "I'll return later."

"Okay." Harry watched as he and Professor McGonagall left, leaving him with Lucius and Pomfrey.

"I must leave for a bit too. I must talk to Draco. He'll want to see you so he might Floo over. And I will return later too. Take your potions okay?" He tilted his head to the mediwitch and Harry nodded reluctantly as he stood and smiled tiredly. "Eat and relax. You're home. Safe."

For now, Harry thought.

Something was horribly wrong. He had called the lab in Manchester to get an update on his project and had run into a brick wall. The report of the fire had been on the news update channel and greatly mentioned because of the cover they had going of 'cancer-cure research'. It was like everyone there was…mind-wiped or something! No one knew about 'Harry', not even the group of scientists who had been studying him and Dr. Hamilton himself had talked to him, as if he didn't know him.

He'd thought it a prank call, his enquiry into the 'winged boy', and when he'd asked for Dr. Chang he'd been told she was not on site.

He shuffled his files and copied reports on Harry fuming and wondered if he'd have to get his plane to take him back there. Or at least get into contact with Ms. Chang. Harry could be his next greatest discovery after the other boy, the other boy still being his possible cure to his disease…but Harry could be helpful too. The properties they had found so far on him added to the properties of the other boy in offspring of theirs could keep his research going for years, even if the sire and 'mare' were lost.

He found it most annoying that after finding a specimen he could actually work on it disappeared like this…something was definitely being hidden here. This fire could be no coincidence and if those scientists hadn't seemed so genuinely lost he'd have thought they were in on it. His project had been smuggled off by someone and covered by this fire…and somehow they'd made the group working on 'Harry' forget.

If he believed in magic he'd blame it on that but he didn't. Even seeing the security camera of Harry's dash to escape he assumed it was something purely Harry, which offered a new angle. If this phenomenon was just Harry, he had powers. Like the other boy did. Different but they could be used just as easily if he could groom the offspring to serve him.

Lionel itched with it. The possibility of all the power he could have in these two specimen alone, much less offspring of both of them ate at him. He was not giving up here. No. He still had not devised a way to get his first specimen under his control but he would. And he would not give up on his second…it was time to hunt down this Harry. Starting with how he'd been found. And for this he need to talk to Ms. Chang.

And while he was fuming silently his son was watching and learning more about his interest in the labs that had burned. He himself would love to see those files his father was guarding so closely and the people he had watching his father were still bringing more information in to him. That reminded him though…he had a plane ride in a few hours to England to see Dr. Hamilton again about his course for the memory restoration treatment…

Harry nibbled at his lunch of yet another salad restlessly. Even though this one wasn't drugged it still wasn't anything great and he was bored, cooped up. He'd had the potions Madam Pomfrey offered to help him build back body-mass, nutrients and get healthy again but those didn't count as food either. He pondered if Snape could make him some kind of…potion-food hungrily. Then he got some visitors.

"Harry!" Draco hurried to his bedside without making it seem like he hurried and stared down at him.

"Malfoy." Harry drawled with a smile and then laughed as Draco hit him in the arm.

"You're a bastard Potter. Always getting yourself into some sort of scrape…do you like the attention or something! Jeez, father told me you were in the Hospital wing…I assumed you were half dead again. You look okay." Draco's grey eyes looked him over.

"I'm okay."

Lucius came gliding in after Draco and smiled down. "You look better."

"Right. The limp salad has really been perking me up."

"More likely it's Severus' potions." Draco offered cheerfully to get Harry's goat as he sat himself in a chair while his father conjured another. "Anyway, gonna tell me what you did this time?"

Harry looked to Lucius who stared back. "He didn't tell you?" He looked back to Draco.

"Father said you'd probably like to tell me yourself…Harry? Whatever it is…"

Harry sighed and turned his eyes to Lucius. "Can I talk to Draco alone for a bit? Madam Pomfrey's in her office, don't worry about us sneaking out."

"I'm not. You wouldn't be so careless with your life until we know more about…you." Lucius stood. "I have something to check up on myself okay?" He poked at the bowl of salad with a disdainful sneer. "You've got to have some better food." He kissed Harry's forehead lightly and left.

"Well?" Draco pressed leaning forward in his chair. "What's so secret?"

Harry spent the next hour talking quietly to Draco, telling him basically everything that had happened to him in much greater detail than he had to the adults. When he got to telling him how it felt to be poked and prodded every day Harry had to pause to reign in anger and calm Draco's own fury, visible in his steel coloured eyes.

"If we ever got a wand on this Dr. Hamilton…" Draco started hissing, by now perched on his bed.

"He doesn't remember Draco. And I like it being a memory. It's all over…it's just…what he did to me, felt like being…raped," Harry whispered. "I didn't want…I tried to get him to stop…" He shook his head forcefully. "When I'm not this…thing, anymore I will be able to control my own body again."

Draco took his hand and held it tightly. He'd hate to have to remind his brother that what had happened might be permanent.

"Could you get your dad back in here? I have some more to tell him…I probably should have added this to their research last night…""

Draco nodded and got up, going to fetch Lucius and hurried back to find Harry choking down some potions with a twisted face and poking at another salad.

"I never want to see lettuce again." Harry deadpanned as he chewed a leaf listlessly. Draco returned to his side with a laugh and quipped helpfully.

"Salt and pepper to taste perhaps?"

"Don't joke like that!" Harry smacked him lightly just as Lucius came in and caught them laughing happily together.

"Did you need me?"

Harry sobered slightly as Draco took the chair next to his bed once more. "Yes. I wanted to add some stuff to…help the professors work out what I am. Besides the salt and light thing…I grow claws when I'm agitated or angry, you saw. Umm, you probably also figured out on your own from last night about my enhanced senses." He nodded at Lucius' own nod. "Umm, I think that's…oh! One more thing I remembered…" Harry bit his lip.

"What?" Lucius asked, coming to stand next to Draco. "Harry?"

"I might be a Dark creature of some sort." Harry whispered. "I can control…the shadows. They helped me while I was hiding out on Magnolia…which also reminds me…I lost your cloak." He turned sorrowfully to Draco.

"That's alright. We can get you another." He smiled shakily.

Lucius paused, thinking before venturing out an idea. "When you say you controlled the shadows do you mean…they have a form and you can command them…?"

Harry shook his head. "Nooo, more like my magic…I dunno, can twist the dark."

Lucius smiled suddenly. "Then you're not a Dark creature. It sounds like you have a bit of Shadow magic though. It probably manifested because you were in need. This is a great help…we don't need to look through all those Dark tomes now…"

"Glad to help…" Harry sighed tiredly. "I think I need a nap though…do you mind?"

"Not at all." Draco hopped up too.

"Sleep well brother." Harry flushed as he kissed his forehead. "Don't go all shy on me."

"Git." Harry scowled, still red. "Get out." Draco laughed.

"I talked to an old friend of the family's too, to get you something I thought would help greatly but it turns out both Dumbledore and I had the same idea so…expect something besides salad tomorrow." Lucius smiled. "Draco and I are going to head back to my chambers. And then I have to get this information to Severus."

"The sooner the better." Harry wriggled down into the bed and curled on a side to watched them go. "Thank you Lucius."

"You're welcome. Harry."

A/N: Ne, this is also going to be my last update for a bit on this story. I'm not used to writing large chapters and this story is actually my biggest yet excluding Days Like These which I wrote totally on my own and you saw how long THAT took me. Therefore in order for my writing to get at least four chapters ahead of my posting I will probaby have a few months break on this before I start posting again. However, this is not a cue for you to lose interest or stop reviewing. #wags finger# And I will not stop writing this either so don't worry about it being abandoned.