An: I own nothing. Also if you find a grammar error pm me and tell me were so I can fix it. Also I did not state it before, this is AU.
Tinkerbell and Claws
Hank joined Logan and Remus as they prepared an area near the mansion for him to use to teach.
"Well they are on their last two tests. I think they are both doing really well, Claws seems to get frustrated with some of the math questions."
"He didn't try to tear up the test did he?"
"No I think Ms. Tinkerbell stopped him."
"Good, so you think this will be a big enough area Wolfman?"
"Yes, I think it will do nicely."
"Wolfman? Logan really I know you can do better than that."
"Works don't it?"
"Its fine Hank, I have been called worse you know."
"Please don't remind me."
"Wizards that prejudice against werewolves and mutants?"
"Werewolves, yes. Mutants, well Harry and Hermione are the first two I have ever heard of that were both."
"Have to find out about where they stand toward mutants. If it is anything like the normal humans react, we should all stay away."
"That will disappoint Chuck, if they are."
"Alright you two, let's get some lunch. I think we should pack a basket and take it outside. What do you think?" Storm asked the now very brain dead teen before her. Harry nodded with much enthusiasm, and pulled Hermione in the direction of the kitchen.
Ororo followed giggling at how Harry was dragging Hermione along. She stopped by a closet and grabbed the largest basket she could find. She set the basket on the kitchen island and found both teens engrossed in preparing a large picnic.
Ororo giggled. "Alright let's get the finished sandwiches into the basket and... Claws what's wrong? Hermione get the professor." Harry was on his knees fighting off another mental attack, and shacking like a leaf.
"Not a word he is listening to everything around me."
Hermione did not realize till she landed that she had flown to the Professor's office. She hardly had time to think about that, as the urgent need to get Harry the help he desperately needed.
"Professor I am sorry to interrupt but, it's happening again. It is much worse this time." Hermione said her face as white as a sheet.
"I am coming right now. Please get Logan and Hank then meet us at the kitchen door." Charles said as he made his way out of the office. He made a mental note to remind Hermione not to use her powers in the hallways.
Charles was about to go into the kitchen when Storm came out and sent to him what Harry had told her. He nodded to Storm and entered the kitchen, where he found Harry was slumped over the kitchen table with his head down. He could see that Harry was concentrating on not opening his eyes. Charles leaned over and placed his hand on top of Harry's.
;'Harry let me in, I can help.'
;'It hurts Professor. I don't know how to stop him. He is trying to get me to open my eyes and is listening through my ears.'
;'I will help. But you have to let me in.'
;'Ok, Professor.' Harry's body shuttered violently with another agonizing wave of mental pain as blood started to seep from his eyes and ears. The Professor quickly went to work on building a shield in Harry's mind to protect him from the attack. Once he had that established he drew Harry back behind it, and prepared to wait out the on slaught.
;'Harry what did you use at the ministry of magic, to drive him off?"
;'Memories of my friends but, I can't use that now."
;"If you have to use a happy memory why not use your Patronus?"
;"I don't know if I can do that in my mind."
;"You have to try. I don't think he will leave till you force him out."
;"Alright Professor I'll try."
Hermione only paused long enough to open the door to the back patio before flying as fast as she could, to get Hank, Logan and Remus.
"Logan!"
Logan spun around and easily caught Hermione before she fell to the ground. He glared at her as he brought his face in line with hers.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?"
"Harry, Kitchen now!" Hermione gasped out. Logan and Hank exchanged looks, before Logan handed Hermione over to Remus. "Come on Furball, the kid needs ya."
Logan and Hank took off at a dead run for mansion with Remus and Hermione not too far behind. The four pounded down the hallway to the kitchen, only to find Storm blocking their way and signaling to be quiet. Logan looked at her in confusion. They all backed away from the door when a bright light came from around the door.
"PROFESSOR I DIDN'T HURT YOU DID I?" Harry shouted from the kitchen. Logan rushed the door to check on the Professor and Harry.
"Why are you yelling kid?" Logan asked as he entered the kitchen, but Harry did not respond. He shifted so he could check and make sure the Professor was alright.
"OH GOOD I WAS AFRAID YOU WOULD BE HURT BEING SO CLOSE TO ME." Harry shouted again, while Charles chuckled at him. "Oh, sorry can't hear myself."
"Damn! Kid what happened?" Harry looked at the professor and nodded.
"Logan, Voldemort attacked again. This time he caused physical damage, Hank I think his eardrums have ruptured."
"His eyes are going back to normal already." Logan said grabbing a paper towel and wetting it to get rid of the worst of the blood on Harry's face. "Hold still kid."
Harry turned his head so Logan could get the blood off easier. Logan and Charles shared a grinned as Logan finished the left side and shifted Harry's head the other way. Anyone that was within three feet of Harry could hear him purring. Hank quickly walked in with an old fashioned doctor's bag, which he set on the island and fished out an otoscope to check Harry's ears. Hank gently cleaned out Harry's ears of any dried blood that would block his healing. He also checked Harry's eyes as well to make sure that they were healing correctly.
With the exam over with and Harry's hearing was back, they adjourned to the Professor's office.
"Alright everyone, we need to jump on this. Remus how long before the wards are up? I don't think Claws shields will take much more."
"Basic wards I can have up in about 30 minutes. The permanent ones in about a day and a half."
"Is there any way to run some sort of diagnostic on him to see if anything else has been placed on him? I felt some sort of anchor attached to Claws; I did not see a way to sever it."
"The Goblins may have a way to detect that anchor you felt."
"Claws you need to contact the bank about getting in touch with the ministry here. They may be willing to assist."
"On it." Harry said as he dashed up the stairs to his room.
"Remus would be so kind as to start with those temporary wards. Hank please go with him for security." Charles said think about what else could be done at this time.
Hank and Remus both nodded as they headed for the door. Storm looked at Logan, who was busy pacing and growling to himself.
;'He is very worried Storm. This has him feeling very helpless, which is something he is not used to.'
;'I know Professor. I just wish I could help.'
;'You can help by trying to calm Logan down. The way he is acting right now, Claws is not going to remain calm for long.'
Storm nodded.
"Logan please, this will not keep Claws calm." Logan snorted at this but stopped his pacing. Storm walked into his line of sight, for which she received a glare.
"Bastard is hurting my Cub and I can't do anything about it." Logan growled out at Storm. She sighed and placed a gentle hand on the angry feral's arm. He snorted and looked out one of the window.
"Logan, Claws is fine. We got the Professor in time to help him." Storm said gently
"Yeah and what about next time? What if you hadn't been there? What if he had been alone?" Logan snarled at Storm, who looked at him with the same questions and worry in her eyes.
"I am gonna go have a smoke." said as he stormed out of the office, to the front steps. Jean and Scott came in just after Logan left.
"What happened?" Jean asked she could hear lots of thoughts and none were good.
"Why is he so angry again?" Scott asked as he glared in the direction that Logan had gone. "Is he running away again?"
"No, Scott he has been faced with a parent's worst nightmare. His child has been attacked by an unseen enemy and he could do nothing to stop it, or prevent another occurrence."
"Oh." Scott said and had the good grace to look embarrassed.
"Where is Claws, is he ok?" Jean asked as she looked around for the teen.
"He is writing to the goblins at the bank to get some help." Hermione said sadly staring at the carpet.
Harry rushed to his room to get his desk. Which he quickly got to and settled at his desk to write out the letter for the Goblins.
"Hedwig?"
He quickly detailed out what he needed. He asked for help with the ministry in the states and where the local branch of the bank was. He read through it twice before he decided that it would do. He noticed that Hedwig still had not appeared and began to search for her.
"Hedwig? Where are you girl?" Harry called out his window. He was relieved when he saw her land on the window sill.
"Alright girl I have a letter for you to take. I need you to go to take this letter to the bank here in the states. Be very careful I don't want you hurt." Harry told Hedwig. She hooted her understanding at Harry, who smiled. He gave her a treat and stroked her before sending her off.
Once he was sure she was out of sight, he garbed a fresh shirt and dashed back to the Professor's office.
Hank and Remus made their way quickly to the front of the school grounds.
"I don't think they will be able to get here very quickly Hank. Now I will have to put a charm on that will turn away any one that is not suppose to be here."
"Will that make it harder for students to get here?" Hank asked with some worry in his voice.
"This is only temporary till I get the permanent ward finished. I will have to find a way to make sure that potential students can find this place."
Hank nodded, as he began searching the surrounding darkness for possible attackers. Remus began chanting the necessary spells to block invaders. Hank would occasionally glace over to see if he was done in this area.
Remus had the first side done when, two people apparated behind Hank and Remus.
"Gentlemen, we were contacted by the Goblin nation here in the States. I believe that Mr. Potter was in need of our assistance." Said a 30ish looking man, who wore a pin strip business suit and over coat. "I am Neal Fitzpatrick, muggle liaison for the Magic Ministry of the US. The lovely witch to my left is Emily Whitehawk, of the Magic Ministry of Canada."
Said witch giggled and wave at both men. "Neal you really are incorrigible. Gentlemen I believe we should speak with Mr. Potter and Mr. Howlett about the issues we were contacted about."
"Yes quite right. Hank why don't you take them in while finish up here?"
;'Professor the Magic Ministry representatives have arrived already can you please send Scott out to watch over Remus for me?'
;'Of course Hank. He will be out in a moment.'
"The Professor is sending Scott our right now."
"We will wait then."
"I am sorry, your name sir is?" Neal asked
"Remus Lupin, I am a new instructor here."
"Are you by chance a werewolf?"
"Yes. Is that a problem?"
"No. We will just need to register you. Muggles have been known to accidentally kill werewolves. We like to make sure that does not happen." Neal said "You are from the UK aren't you?"
"Yes. How does the registration work?" Neal and Emily shared a sad look.
"One, we here in North America do not see magical creatures the same way in the UK. Two, you are listed as a werewolf which is protected. Three, we send out an Auror to make sure that you have proper precautions during the full moon and have a list of apothecary that carry wolves bane potion. Four you are however responsible for the cost of the potions, for those that are afflicted with the curse under the age of eighteen the potion is provided. Also we have set up all over the US reserves where you can roam freely during the full moon. In fact there is a reserve close to here, which has fully functioning pack on it."
Hank and Remus stared in shock at the two officials. Remus nodded that he understood what they were saying.
"Hank, I will take over with from here. Ready to go to the next wall Moony?"
"Hum...Yes Cyclops, I really don't care what wall we do next." Remus said with a shrug.
"Miss Whitehawk and Mr. Fitzpatrick, if you would follow me please?" Hank said leading the wizards to the mansion.
Logan leaned on one of the columns in front of the main door puffing on one of his cigars. Scott passed shaking his head at Logan, who glared at him as he passed. The last thing he wanted was Scooter to run his mouth off at him.
He growled at himself, he knew he had to come up with a way to get this guy. Harry needed to be protected, no one had done anything to really help him, and he would be damned if he would let his cub down.
He sighed, he would have to track and make it clear to this bastard that he was to leave his cub alone. He knew Harry would not want him to go. Maybe he could get the Professor to distract him while he hunted the bastard down.
He put out his cigar and put the unfinished portion in his pocket for later. He felt calmer then he had and decided that he was ready to face his cub.
"Logan wait a moment please." Hank called Logan turned to see Hank walking up with two unknown adults.
"Beast what the hell are you doing? You know better than to let anyone on property without clearance." Logan growled out.
"These are the US and Canadian magic ministry representatives, Logan. They are here to speak with you and Claws."
"Fine *snort*lets go." Logan said opening the door and headed straight to the office.
Harry was stressed; Hermione was too quiet after the attack. He knew she was in shock or scared half out of her mind about what had happened to him. He quickly opened the door to see Jean, Storm, Scott and the Professor trying to get Hermione to drink some water.
"Hermione he is alright, please drink the water at least." Storm pleaded softly with his mate.
"Hermione do what Storm asks. She is right I am fine, Love. Look at me please." Harry said as he maneuvered to be kneeling in front of her. He took her hand in his, and kissed the back of it lightly. Hermione finally looked at him in the eye and started to sob. He quickly scooped her up and sat with her in his lap, letting her sob on to his chest. "Ladies some tissue if you would?"
Charles was back behind his desk by this time and hand his box to Storm. She pulled three out and handed them to Harry.
"I-I was so terrified." Hermione whimpered and took one of the tissues that Harry offered her.
"Ah Tink you know better." Harry said pulling her close, and buried his face into her neck. "I chose you and no one is going to take me away from you." He whispered to her and purred into her ear.
"Don't e-ever do t-that to me again!" Hermione sobbed harder and wrapped her arms around his neck. Both women in the room made awe faces at the two teens. The Professor simply smiled at the pair while Scott chuckled and grinned.
;'Professor the Magic Ministry representatives have arrived already can you please send Scott out to watch over Remus for me?'
;'Of course Hank. He will be out in a moment.'
Logan was first back into the office, followed by the two ministry representatives, and Hank. He spotted Harry sitting with Hermione in his lap. He sniffed, Hermione had been crying. He felt for his cub, crying women were hard to deal with even at his age. He walked over to make sure he was still ok.
"How you feeling kid?"
"I'm fine. Thanks to the Professor I don't have a headache this time." Harry said with a smile. Logan snorted.
"What's wrong with Tink?"
"Just had a good scare." Logan nodded.
"Those goblins already got the ministry to show up."
"Wow! That was quick."
"We have a very good working relationship with the goblin nation. Unlike elsewhere." said Neal stepping forward. "I am Neal Fitzpatrick with the US Ministry, and this is Emily Whitehawk with the Canadian Ministry. I must say it is an honor to me you Mr. Potter." He extended his hand to Harry.
Harry looked at him sheepishly, and looked down at his mate, who was clinging to him. He decided to settle for waving.
"Nice to meet you."
"Thank you for coming so quickly. I am Professor Xavier."
"Hello Professor. Both of our Ministries have been very trying to meet with you for a while but, we never can seem to find the right time for it. We are aware that, we as humans also carry the X-gene. More of our young witches and wizards are starting to show signs of active X-genes. So you calling for assistance was truly a god send to us." Emily said.
"Perhaps we should adjourn to the conference room. This sounds like a discussion that will take some time." Charles said raising an eye brow. Both wizards nodded. "Hank if you would lead the way."
;'Scott when you are finished, we will be in the conference room.'
;'Alright Professor, Remus just finished up with the second wall so we should be there soon.'
"Hank they are just finishing up the second wall."
"Shouldn't be too much longer then."
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