Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Harry Potter (or I would be very rich and would have done different things with the characters) and neither do I own X-Men.

Author's note: What an exhausting week. That's the reason this chapter comes a bit later than normal, but I think, I'm still pretty good with the frequency of updating. Anyway, it's actually funny, that German's my first language and there's not even one German word in here, even though Kurt's German as well. I've watched a bit of the English movie and I was actually surprised to hear, that his accent is pretty thick – it's nonexistent in the German version.

Sleeping Moon: I… kinda realized, that you meant the animated version of x-men after writing this one, that's based a bit more on the movie-version… sorry. Hope you like it anyway.

Have fun reading and if you have a prompt you want me to write, just post it and the character in your comment and I'll do my best!

Fandom: X-Men/Harry Potter X-Over

Pairing: Nightcrawler aka Kurt Wagner x Harry

Prompt: Insecure (Sleeping Moon)

Rating: T

Warning: slash, mentions of abuse, religion issues

He was still in disbelief every time his and Harry's lips touched.

Harry, whose parents had been killed, when he had been just a year old. Who had lived in an orphanage until his mutant powers had shown which had consequently led to violence towards him and eventually to the zigzag scar on his forehead. Who was justifiably one of the most popular teachers of 'Xavier's School for the Gifted Youngsters' – which he had attended as well -, kind, brave, owner of the most startling green eyes ever and absolutely perfect in his eyes.

Harry, who was always smiling at him, like Kurt was the most amazing person in the world.

He was still trying to wrap his mind about that. Sure, his teleportation powers were convenient, but that was about the most amazing thing he had to offer. Hell, he didn't even look all that human - The blue color of his skin being the least problem. The tail and his appendages – some would call them hands and feet -, which enabled him to cling to walls, were a nice advantage in a fight, but they weren't exactly aesthetically appealing and he hated fighting anyway.

He didn't possess the roguish good-looks of Logan or the ability to turn into anything another person could wish for, like Mystique – something the other blue mutant was too proud to do. At least he was able to touch other people without fearing to hurt them with simple skin contact like some other mutants he knew… which didn't mean a lot of people actually wanted to touch him.

By now he had realized, that Harry had insecurities like everyone else – one being his own mutant powers. The raven had the ability to manipulate the electricity in his surroundings and always had a lot of it stored in his body as well. After the abuse he had suffered in the orphanage, because of his 'freakishness', he had avoided touching other people even after coming to the mansion for fear of accidentally shocking them and being seen as a freak once more. A rather unreasonable fear in this particular school, but still deeply ingrained nonetheless.

It had taken about a year and a lot of gentle coaxing for Harry to feel mostly safe again. Nowadays he was able to control the electricity in his body and only shocked other people by accident, when he became too emotional. Even then it was like getting shocked by any random surface or other person.

Another considerable insecurity, or rather issue, had actually involved Kurt himself, without him even actively doing anything. After being friends for awhile, Harry had apparently developed a crush on him – Kurt was still unable to fathom why -, but had been too afraid of rejection to actually confess. The root of the problem had lain in Kurt's strong belief in God. Christianity – especially Catholics - often told anybody who was, or wasn't willing to listen, that love between two people of the same sex had to be irrefutably wrong; hence Kurt had to certainly think so as well, right?

Harry had reached the same conclusion without testing the waters and it had led him to retreat from Kurt, who actually didn't agree with that outlook. He believed in God's love for all his creations, no matter if they were mutants or humans. Why should he care then, whom a person loved?

When the avoidance had become ridiculous and rather obvious – Harry had actually turned on the spot with a panicked look in his eyes when he had noticed him – he had confronted the other man and had been unusually unrelenting. He had wanted back at least his friend, when Harry-the-lover would forever be out of his grasp – in his opinion at least.

After a lot of prodding, avoiding the matter and unconvincing denials Harry had finally cracked and left Kurt in stunned disbelieve in face of the revelation. The raven, taking the other man's reaction for the expected rejection, had jumped up to run out of the room with a tell-tale mist of tears in his eyes. That had certainly pulled Kurt out of his stupor. To this day he wasn't quite sure, if he had run or teleported to Harry, before cradling him in his arms – ignoring the electrical shocks and the crackling air – and soothing the younger man's fears, even though he had still been overwhelmed by the whole situation himself.

The confession of their feelings had not been the beginning of a smooth relationship though. The first little catastrophe had actually happened quite soon.

"We have become quite good at kissing, don't you think?" Grinning Harry leaned back, his fingers still intertwined behind Kurt's neck. "Do you remember our first one? I nicked my tongue on your teeth and you panicked… then I started to panic, because the bleeding wouldn't stop. What's the saying? Practice makes perfect, isn't it? Good is not good enough, we should practice some more." And with that he placed another kiss on the blue lips in front of him.