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Tinkerbell and Claws

Once inside Harry directed Hermione to a darkened corner of the pub to get the sheath secured to her back. Once in place he nuzzled her ear and purred. This sent a shiver down Hermione's spine, which did not stop till it hit her toes.

"Thank you." he whispered into her ear, purring all the more.

"Thank you for helping me with it and not taking my head off Claws." She whispered turning to face him. She locked her gaze into his golden eyes, and smiles timidly. All of Harry's emotions seemed to be intensified, she saw passion, love, concern and hurt. "I love all of you Claws."

"I Love you too, Tinkerbell." Harry said with a small smile. His eyes slowly bleed back to the emerald she was so used to. Harry stiffened in her arms. She glanced over his should to see of all people Bill Weasley!

"As soon as he is out the door, we make for the alley. Ok?" Harry said gently to Hermione. He could smell the fear that was coming off of Hermione and he hated it. He did not want her to be afraid of him or anyone else while he was around. She simply nodded.

"He is out the door." she stated in a soft whisper that without his enhanced hearing he would have missed it.

They quickly and with as little attention as they could they made their way to the back door that lead into the alley with the enchanted brick wall. As soon as they were in front of it Hermione whipped out her wand and tapped the bricks to get the wall to open. Harry was so anxious to get in that as soon as the opening was big enough he thrust Hermione through.

"Harry please calm down."

"I just want to get there before I'm seen." Harry kept his head down as much as possible and still scan the immediate area. He found that if his sniffed from time to time he could pick up on the other pedestrians scents. When they passed the apothecary, Harry almost gagged. The smells that were coming from inside where frightful. His stomach turned and he hoped he would be able to keep his stomach till they got to the bank.

They reach the steps of the bank with no incidents. They approached the doors and the goblin guards with caution. The guards seemed to be on edge.

"Your letter Mr. Potter." the guard stated as they barred the door, with very wicked looking axes.

"Yah it's right here." Harry showed the guard his letter, and let a small growl rumble in his chest.

"All is in order, you may enter." the guard stated raising their axes to let them pass.

"Claws they have never done that before. What do you think is going on?" Hermione asked tensely at his side.

Harry simple shook his head and headed to one teller that he knew on sight.

"Hello, Mr. Griphook. I am here for the reading of two wills."

"Why Mr. Potter. It is good to see you. But how did you remember my name?"

"You were the goblin that took me to my family's vault the first time." He told the astonished goblin.

"Well Mr. Potter you have always been a very unusual wizard." Griphook grunted to Harry. "Follow me you will be meeting with Mr. Slashburn"

"I will also need to take care of a few things, with my account. Will you be available later for that?" Harry asked hurriedly. Griphook grunted, and set a blistering pace.

"Mr. Griphook, who else will be here?" panted Hermione, not being used to walking quite so fast. 'Who knew that goblins could move so fast?'

"Mr. James L. Howlett and two companions." Griphook tossed over his shoulder.

"Griphook, who else knows about this meeting?" Harry asked evenly. He was not even winded at the pace Griphook was setting. Hermione gave Harry the evil eye when she noticed he was not panting like she was.

"No one Mr. Potter. We guard out customers privacy. We are goblins." Griphook said as he ushered the young couple into the office of one Slashburn senior accountant for the Potter estate.

"Ah! Good you are here Mr. Potter. Now hopefully Mr. Howlett will show up soon."

Bill led them to the spot that Logan saw the two teen's disappeared into. He subtly sniffed at Bill, but all he got was an odd reptilian smell that had a burnt element to it, along with amusement and anticipation.

"Not every day I get to meet people like yourselves and introduce them to my world." Bill stated with an even bigger grin then before. "Please follow me and ignore what your eyes tell you for the moment."

Bill took a step forward and promptly disappeared. Storm gasped in shock and the Professor looked a bit stunned. Logan grimaced at the spot that Bill had disappeared into; it was the exact same spot that the kids had walked into earlier.

Logan snorted, and then walked right behind Bill. He looked up to see a sign that said Leaky Caldron. He raised an eyebrow at Bill, who was grinning like a Cheshire cat. Logan tuned and saw that Storm and the Professor had not followed as well. They both wore equally shocked expressions. Logan chuckled at the sight, before stepping back to them.

"There is a pub right there," Logan stated with an evil smirk on his face. He watched as they slowly shook themselves out of their shock. "Come on" he stated walking back to the front were Bill was waiting.

The Professor guided the wheel chair forward with Storm following. Once in front of the pub the Professor was lifted out by Logan, while Bill got the wheel chair for him. Storm tailed behind wondering how they missed that there was pub sitting right in front of them.

"Logan I think you enjoy mine and Storm's shock just a bit too much" Charles smiled at the Canadian.

"Was pretty fun." Logan chuckled back "The kid got the biggest kick out of it."

Logan sniffed and found the scents of the teens in the pub. 'They did not leave more than a minute or two ago. No blood, so the boy has not lost control yet. God I hope he is not another Sabertooth!' Logan thought looking into the shadows of the place for the two kids.

"All right this way please. We have to get through the entrance to the alley. "Bill said with a mischievous smile.

"Professor I think we are in for more surprises." stated Storm as calmly as she could. Bill quickly led them out into an alley in the back of the pub.

"Ok bub quit playing around. Where is the bank?" Logan growled at the now shocked Bill.

"I have to open the wall." Bill gulped loudly. Logan's eyebrow shot up. Before he could ask Bill held a hand up "Let me show you."

Logan nodded, and continued to glare at Bill's back. Bill then counted and tapped at some bricks in the wall. He then stepped back, while the bricks rearranged themselves into an archway.

"See the big white building down there?" Bill pointed "That is the bank. We should hurry."

Logan looked back at the Professor and Storm, who nodded back to continue. He turned his attention back to Bill and signaled for him to lead the way. Bill walked confidently forward, on to the street.
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Harry looked around and then at Hermione. He smiled and then sighed "I need to show you what I really look like now, so you are not shocked later. Ok?"

Hermione nodded, sitting up a little straighter in her seat.

"Dobby?" Harry asked wondering if the house elf could even hear him.

With a loud crack the elf stood before them. "Harry Potter has called Dobby?"

"Yes, Dobby thank you for coming. Can you please take the glamour you put on, off? I wish to walk out of the bank looking like my true self. "Harry said to the house elf quietly

"Anything for Harry Potter." the elf snapped his finger and with another crack. Harry's body and face had changed. Hermione gasped, and then blush furiously. Harry gave her a wolfish smile, as her scent told him, that she was even aroused by his new appearance.

"Thank you Dobby. Please tell no one what I really look like. Ok?"

The house elf bobbed his head up and down, while his ears flapped in unison. "I must go now Harry Potter. I shall miss Harry Potter." with another loud crack he was gone.
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As they walked toward the bank, Bill was explaining how magic was real and that he was a wizard. The whole time Logan kept smelling the two teens. The girl and boy both were mutants, but the boys scent was familiar to him and he could not place where he had smelled it.

At about the half way point up the street, they passed the apothecary. Logan eyes began to water heavily. He thought for a minute that he would be sick from the smells that were coming out the shop. He quickly dashed up wind to clear his nose and whip his eyes. He quickly dug around in his pocket and came up with a lighter. He stood there for a couple of minutes enjoying his cigar.

When Bill came up to him. "Mr. Howlett, are you ok?"

"That shop is rank." Logan wrinkled his nose at the place.

"Oh sorry should have warned you. They just got a new shipment of dragon dung fertilizer." Bill shrugged at him, looking helpless.

"Come again?" Logan looked at Bill like he had three heads "Did you just say 'Dragon Dung'?"

"Yes. Mr. Howlett, here in my world, we wizard use it to grow our many magical plant and herbs."

"Ok. So are we still going or what?" Logan asked puffing on his cigar again.

Storm looked amused at Logan's irritated face. He shot her a glare. "Yes. I think I would like to see this special bank you work for Bill." she smiled brightly at Bill.

"All right then." leading the way again.

Bill prattled on about more of the shops. While the Professor asked more detailed question about the wizarding world. Logan could tell that the kids had come the same way and the boy was anxious to get there. 'Hay, Chuck. Why don't you see if you can feels the two kids were are look for here?"

'All right Logan. You have a feeling they may be part of this community?'

'Call it a hunch.'

'As you wish.' Charles began to mentally search for the two new mutants.

"So bub, what is with the short guys in front of the bank?" Logan growled. He had Bill's full attention now.

"Oh. Our Bank is run by Goblins. No one in the world knows how to manage money and keep it safe like a goblin can." Bill stated with a bright smile.

"Your letter Mr. Howlett" the goblin guard asked with a sneer. The goblins has very wicked looking footman's axes barring the entrance to the bank. The goblin looked over at Bill "Mr. Weasley, you are dismissed for the day."

The young wizard frowned and nodded to the group. "I hope to see you around." he said before turning on the spot and disappearing with a loud crack. Logan looked at the professor, with a WTF look on his face.

Charles was still deep in concentration. He had found the girl, and she had the boy with her inside the bank. Once again the boy looks just like Logan.

"Logan they are both inside. We should hurry."

Logan nodded and handed he letter to the goblin. "All looks in order. You and your companions may proceed. Also Mr. Howlett no smoking in the bank."