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Tinkerbell and Claws

Claws leaned into Hermione again, stealing yet another small kiss from her. She blushed hard and looked down at the floor. Harry tipped her head up. "Don't. You are too pretty to hide like that."

Hermione looked into Claws gold eyes and felt the love and warmth radiating from them. 'Wow. Harry's Claws side loves me just as much as he does.'

Hermione sighed contentedly, as claws buried his face into her neck. She shivered when he kissed and gently nipped her neck.

"Mine." Claws growled gently at her.

"Yes." Hermione replied breathlessly.

She felt, rather than saw his feral grin. Harry pulled back with a puzzled look on his face.

"Others are coming, four, one smells like old books, one smells like rain, another smells like leather, cigars and woods? The last is Griphook" Claws stated with a faraway look in his eyes. He stated to growl as they headed their way.
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Logan could smell the two kids. Once everyone was inside a goblin came rushing up to them and bowed

"I am Griphook. Follow me." He then turned and marched smartly toward the back of the bank. He did not even look back to see if they were following.

Logan shrugged and followed the kids scent rather than the goblin. Logan glanced over his shoulder and tilted his head to show the Professor that the kids were down the hall. About fifteen feet from the office door, Logan slowed down and signaled for Storm and the Professor to hang back. Logan could hear the kid growling at him, trying to defend his territory.

"Kid calm down. I am not going to hurt you or the girl." Logan said as he approached the door slowly. He was fighting back a growl of his own, but knew that this would only complicate things with the kid. Logan stepped into the doorway. He gasped in shock.
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"Kid calm down. I am not going to hurt you or the girl." came a deep gravelly voice from around the corner. Harry growled and then snorted in disbelief of the voice with no body.

Harry kept his eyes trained on the door as Griphook appeared. Claws stared at the goblin and watched as a large wild looking man in blue jeans, button down shirt and bolo tie, stepped into the doorway. The wild man's eye widened and he gasped in shock. Any thought Harry had of reaching for his wand were gone. Harry sat staring with his mouth hanging open.

Hermione sat still like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. 'Oh my Gods! Harry looks just like this man. Wow! Harry is going to be gorgeous when he gets older.'

Harry blinked a couple of times, when he noticed the bald man in the wheel chair.

"You're real. You were in my dream!" Harry was beginning to get angry "You had no business being in my head!" Claws eyes flashed in fury at the older man.

"You are quite right Harry or is it Claws? I apologize, but when your mutation showed with, for a feral, quite a bit of force. I admit I was curious about you. I promise you it will not happen again." Charles stated unflinchingly.

"I ought to make you take an oath on that. I do not think it would work." Hermione quipped at the Professor.

"I meant no harm to Harry, Ms. Granger."

"How did you know my name?"

"When a mind is very strong, I cannot help but hear overflowing thoughts. I do try to filter out such thoughts, but am not always successful."

"Oh." Hermione stated and then looked at Logan and Storm "and you are?"

"My name is Logan and she is Storm."

"Mr. Howlett please come in we have much to discuss." Slashburn stated as he set a small beaker filled half way with a black potion on the desk.

After the new arrivals got comfortable; Slashburn looked directly at Harry.

"Mr. Potter, your parent's will has been tampered with. We think they may have placed charms on you as well. I would like to check and remove these if you will permit."

"Yes of course. But, who tampered with my parent's will?"

"In due time Mr. Potter"

"Harry or Claws"

"As you wish Harry." Slashburn smiled at Harry, who smiled back at him. "Your hand if you will."

"Is this going to hurt?" Harry asked watching Slashburn pull a inkwell and a quill from the drawer, along with a small silver dagger.

"I need some blood from you to perform particular tests. I will take all the blood at once if I can." Slashburn stated holding out his hand for Harry's.

Harry sucked in a deep breath and reluctantly gave his hand over. The three adults watched in horror as the goblin made a large slice in Harry's palm. Harry growled at the goblin

"Watch the tendons" he hissed glaring balefully.

Slashburn quickly filled the inkwell and dropped three drops of Harry's blood into the beaker. He handed Harry a tissue to wipe his hands with. Harry dabbed at the cut and showed Hermione the rapidly healing cut.

"All gone" he told her with a smirk. Logan watched Harry and Hermione, and chuckled at Hermione's expression. Harry gave Logan a small smile before looking back at Hermione.

Claws winked his gold eyes at Charles, before leaning into Hermione and whispering in her ear "Happy thought Tink" Logan shot Claws a WTF look.

Hermione blushed as red as a tomato and floated five inches off her chair. Storm giggled at the young woman's embarrassment. Claws wiggled his eye brows at the three adults. He then reached out and slowly lowered Hermione back into her seat, giving her a proud smile when she was seated again. Logan burst out laughing, while Charles and Storm tried to be polite about the whole thing.

"Ahem. Harry the list of charms is a bit surprising, as well as the inheritance test. It seems our suspicions were correct. The Headmaster has been tampering with your magic and you parent's will."

Harry's fist curled up into a white knuckled grip. Claws shook with fury at what was done to his parent's will. Hermione sat with a look of utter shock and disbelief.

"What charms and can they be take off?"

Slashburn handed the parchment to Hermione, as Harry had signaled that she should see it first.

Power Charm = only half of magical cord accessible and giving to the caster
Compulsion Charm = loyalty to caster
Glamour "forget me" = makes persons looking at the spelled, forget them as soon as they look away
Redirect charm = redirects a prophecy to the spelled.

Caster Albus Dumbledore

"How can we get them off of Harry?"Hermione's voice cracking in rage. "Gods Harry how could he do this? He is sending you like a lamb to the slaughter."

Once Harry had finally gotten his anger under control and looked over at the parchment.

"What do I have to do to get them off?"

"It is quite simple Harry. I made sure that we had goblin curse breakers standing by." Slashburn clapped his hands and spoke in gobbledegook, what the humans could only guess was an order for the curse breakers to come in. Two of the most ancient goblins Harry and Hermione had ever seen came into the room and immediately started to work on removing the spells.

"Mind if I smoke Slashburn?" Logan asked the goblin.

"Actually Mr. Howlett, I also need three drops of blood from you as well. And no bank policy." Holding out his hand for Logan to give him, his hand. Slashburn waited with the simple silver knife in his hand.

"Mind it I use my own blade?" Logan asked with a cocked brow

"You may. Just place the drops in the beaker."

Logan slowly slid out a claw. He brought it to bare on his index finger, with a quickly cut, the skin opened and three drops fell into the beaker.

"What test is this?"

"I due time Mr. Howlett." Slashburn grunted, as Logan slid his claw back in.

Harry was not watching the goblins but Logan. 'I have claws like his. I wonder if his are natural. Humph like having claws is natural!'

Charles was watching Harry closely. 'He is hiding a lot of pain and sadness.'

Storm leaned over to whisper in the Professor's ear "My Harry does look just like Logan." Storm stated with a small giggle.

"Yes Ororo he most assuredly does." Charles chuckled to himself. :'I believe Storm that the Howlett's are going to make our lives very interesting.' He thought smiling at Storm, who was staring at him in shock.

"Ahm. Mr. Howlett please allow me to be the first to congratulate you on your very remarkable son." Slashburn stated extending his hand to Logan.

"Excuse me. Who are you talking about?" Logan asked in a bit of shock.

"Logan he means Harry." Charles smiling at the feral man, with amusement. Logan blinked at the Professor. Then looked at Harry in shock.

Harry could not look anyone in the eye. He sat very still waiting for the curse breakers to finish removing the charms and glamour.

Once they were done Harry thanked the goblins and quickly got up and stormed out of the room. It was just too much; he could not be there anymore. Once he was down the hall, he stopped; turned to the wall and hit it was as much force as he could. He welcomed the pain that came with the punch. He growled; place his back against the wall and slowly slid down to the floor. He sat and watched as his skin closed by itself.
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'My son' Logan felt so strange to even say it in his head. The goblin was assuring the Professor and him that the test was 100% fool proof. Logan saw the look on the kid's face he knew he was going to bolt. Just as Harry bolted from the room Logan was out of his seat about to follow.

"Mr. Howlett, wait as Harry's only living parent. You must know what has been done to him." Slashburn stated gravely.

"I will get him Logan." Storm stated gently to the torn father.

"Thank you, Storm" Logan said as he turned to the goblin. "OK. Who do I need to kill?"

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