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Tinkerbell and Claws
"Ummmm...Logan I think I am still full from last night. I really don't think I can eat all this." Harry whined looking to Hermione for help.
"I will eat whatever you don't. Eat as much as you can." Logan said as he cocked his head in the direction of the kitchen door. "One-eye is up."
*knock, knock* both Harry and Logan sat up straighter.
"What can you smell cub?" Logan eyeing Harry, watching to see what he would do. Harry took a deep breath through his nose, before speaking.
"Professor Xavier and Professor Summers are together in one room and there is a man at the door. *sniff* Smells of power and incense." Harry looked with his gold eyes to Logan for confirmation. The Wolverine looked back with a small smile.
"That's not bad cub. The man at the door is Dr. Stephen Strange."
;'Logan can you please let Stephen in?'
;'Sure.'
"Be right back. You keep eating."
"Yes, Sir." Harry grumbled as he dug into the mound of food his father had set in front of him.
Logan opened the door to find a cloaked figure standing there. "Damn Strange you in there?"
"Hello to you as well Logan." Stephen said as Logan stepped aside to let the Sorcerer Supreme passed.
"Thanks for coming."
"Happy to help. I would like to see the two new students before I give Charles my assessment."
"Yah, no problem they are eating breakfast. You want anything?"
"Coffee would be good." Stephen said looking hopeful. Logan grunted and led the way to the kitchen.
Logan opened the door to find Harry picking at his plate.
"Cub I thought I told you to eat, not pick." Logan growl at Harry.
Harry sighed and tried to eat more.
"Kid you are too damn lean for my liking, now eat."
"Yes, sir."
"Stop with the sir kid, I am not an officer."
Harry nodded, and resumed his eating.
Stephen stood to the side with a look of disbelief on his face. Storm noticed and smiled at him.
"Uncanny isn't it?"
Stephen nodded. "Is he your brother, son, grandson?"
"He is my son. Claws, Tinkerbell, this is Dr. Stephen Strange, the Sorcerer Supreme. Stephen this is Claws and his girlfriend Tinkerbell."
"Hello sir." The two teens said in unison. Stephen smiled at them, as Logan passed a cup of coffee to him.
"I have to admit it has been a while since I have had an encounter with British wizard folk." Stephen said with a smile. "The last time I had a run in with an Auror named Alastor Moody." Harry chocked on his tea.
"You met Mad-eye?" Hermione said looking shocked.
"Is that what they are calling him?" Stephen asked with a confused look on his face.
"*cough*Yah he has a magic eye that can see through anything, even through the back of his head. Damn thing never stops moving. He is retired now."
"I doubt that is suiting him well. He was very dedicated to finding dark wizards."
"Some call him paranoid." Hermione said as she sipped her tea.
"Tink it's not paranoia if they are really after you." Harry said with a smirk. Hermione glared at him. He kept smiling at her as he ate his eggs with toast. She smiled back.
"At least you don't eat like that great big git." Hermione's eyes got a bit shiny. Harry grabbed her into a hug.
"It always made me want to gag the way he eats." Harry said as Hermione hugged him back.
"Did you keep your promise?" Harry asked arching a brow at her.
"Yes." Hermione tuned and lifted her shirt so he could see the wand sheath. Harry nodded and went back to eating.
"Mind if I ask you two a very sensitive question?" Logan said taking out a cigar to chew on.
"I guess. What do you want to know?" Harry asked; they both looked warily at Logan.
"As interesting as Logan's question will undoubtedly be. I am ready to give Charles my assessment." Stephen said gently.
"I will show you into the Professor, Stephen." Storm said as she put her dishes in the dishwasher.
"Thank you Ororo." Stephen bowed to the other three mutants. "I hope we can speak again later."
They all nodded in return.
Storm was about to knock when the Professor spoke. "Come in Storm, Stephen."
She quickly opened the door to find Claws was right Scott and the Professor were in the same room. She would have to tell Claws that he was right.
;'It is good that you are taking the unofficial roll of "aunt" for him.'
"It is very easy to like Claws Professor." Scott snorted at this.
"He threatened me. Kid is as bad as his father." Stephen chuckled at Scott's discomfort.
"The Boy Who Lived has always been known for his gentle and winsome nature."
"The boy who what?" Scott asked.
"Claws, is what he likes to be called now Stephen. He hates that title." The Professor cut in quickly. Stephen nodded his understanding.
"Yes. I quite understand. Those British Wizards have placed a lot on to his shoulders." Dr. Strange said sadly
"How do you mean Stephen?" Scott asked.
"They expect Claws to save them from a very dangerous and very dark wizard. They are so afraid of him they will not even say his name. He in fact murdered Claws' parents."
Storm gasped, looking in sadly toward the kitchen.
"How can they expect a kid to save them from someone they themselves are afraid to face?" Scott asked his voice filled with rage.
"I wish I knew. I no more agree with what they are doing to him then you are." Stephen said sadly.
"We will have to make sure that he is ready. Now Stephen your assessment of the children?" The Professor said with a carefully schooled expression.
Once Stephen was out of the kitchen Logan looked right at Harry.
"Ok. How did you two get together?" Harry and Hermione blushed furiously, confirming his suspicions about Harry's nature.
"I got tired of waiting for Ron*growl* to decided he was ready to ask Tink out."
"How long were you waiting?" Hermione asked quietly.
"Second year." Harry said as he finished his plate. "You have to quit giving me so much to eat Logan. I think I might be sick."
"You waited three years! Why?" Hermione cried
Claws winced away from her, his ears ringing a bit. "Ron of course."
"Kid why did you give him such a big opening?" Logan looked at Harry in disbelief.
"He, at the time, was my best friend. What was I suppose to do?"
"Your too nice cub, it'll get you killed." Logan said looking Harry right in the eyes. Harry nodded.
"He also took a swing at Claws on the train." Hermione said looking down at her hands.
"He hit you cub?" Wolverine growled.
"No. He telegraphed way before it got close to me. I growled and bared my teeth at him. He ran like a rabbit." Harry chuckled darkly.
Wolverine grinned with pride at his cub. 'At least I have something to work with.'
An: so R&R. most are asking for Hermione to be an empath like Jasper. Only one person has commented on a surprise relative. Would people like to see Victor (Origins) as well?