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A Freak like Me	By : knj4k4 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 38259 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 10
Disclaimer: I do not own either Harry Potter nor Xmen the fandom, Any of the Harry Potter characters or any of the X-men, and I am making no profit from this story.

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Summery: Harry is sold to a man who experiments on Mutants when he's seven. this is a Hp/xmen crossover. I need a beta, hopeful one who can help me with Remy's accent and the characters not in the movies. the info on the xmen will me a hodgepodge of the movies info from the internet the comics I have and other fanfics. Hogwarts will come along eventually but not soon, Harry is already old enough to graduate. i don't really like most of the characters from canon so...we'll see how it goes.
warnings: slash, gay relationships, non-explicit rape, brainwashing.
"french"
'mental conversations'
Chapter 2
"I was sold by my Aunt and Uncle when I was seven. Or at least I think I was seven."
"Why don't you know how old you were?" Bobby asked, while picking up Jean's plate.
"Freaks don't have birthdays." the boy told them. He tilted his head and the x-men knew that it would become a trademark for him. It was cute. It brought out his childlike qualities and his innocence. The adults were beyond happy that this kid had kept his innocence at least a little in a place that had trained him like this. They'd had children damaged before, but none brainwashed to this extent.
They boy was beautiful, his wavy dark hair framed his face and fell down past his shoulders. His large emerald eyes spoke of intelligence and innocence, tempered by pain and suspicion. He was a paradox. He moved gracefully, but was tense from fear. Storm knew that the boy would have boys and girls all over him if he chose.
Bobby flushed and turned away. Xavier told the boy to continue.
"The Doctor took me to his office and told me that if I had been normal I would be a prodigy. He gave me books to read. He wanted my help for his experiments." He turned to look at Wolverine, pleading for understanding. "I didn't know what he did. I promise." Wolverine nodded and turned his face from the boy. They could all see he was trying to control his emotions in front of the boy but that turning away appeared to be a rejection. The boy's pleading expression fell and an emotionless mask slipped on. Gambit shivered.
"I didn't know what he was doing with my ideas. Not until I saw one of his subjects. I knew then I couldn't..." he stopped and looked right into Xavier's eyes. "I won't help anyone find things that will hurt freaks. I don't care what you do to me." Wolverine turned back to the kid and his eyes' widened at the fierce look he held. Logan forced the boy to look at him and nodded. The boy beamed at him.
He continued to face Wolverine but his eyes focused on Xavier. It seemed the boy recognized the professor as the leader and wouldn't risk not addressing him directly.
"I didn't, wouldn't, have anymore breakthroughs and so I wasn't useful anymore. He kept teaching me things but didn't use me in the lab as often. I didn't mind. I hate the lab." The x-men were fascinated with his voice. Every word invoked a different emotion and each one knew exactly how the boy felt based on the tone of his voice. He was an expressive boy.
"I called him father once." He whispered and the youths who had by now stopped their cleaning, strained to hear him.
"It was the first time he gave me to the guards." His eyes flicked to the younger x-men and the boys reeled in shock. Did he think they were guards? That they were like that?"
Remy reached a hand to rest on the boys arm and said, "Its no' like that 'ere ange" the boy looked at Remy, Wolverine, and then Xavier who all nodded before he smiled a little. A small amount of tension left him, but the adults knew it would take more then one reassurance to solve the boys fear.
Hank asked him, "When did you learn of your ability?"
They watched the boy look around as if trying to find a way out and then focus on Wolverine. "You can heal?" He whispered to Logan, for his ears only, although Hank heard it, and Jean and Xavier pulled it from Hank's mind. "Yea." Logan told him. "And do they hurt you bad?" The boy asked.
Logan cupped the boys face with his hands and looked him dead in the eyes. "I'm not gunna lie to you...ever...you got me?" The boy nodded. "I'm not gunna let anyone hurt you ever again. Got it." The expression of hope on the boys face, melted the hearts of those who saw it.
"Promise?" the boy whispered.
"Promise" Logan told him.
"Alright Wolverine. I trust you." He turned to answer Hank. "After that first time with the guards."
Pyro wasn't one to wait patiently for information to pass down to him, and he was a morbid son of a bitch. "What did they do to you?" Remy and Logan snarled at him and he put his hands up in a gesture of submission. "What?"
The boy's head was tilted again, and Bobby perversely hoped the boy told Pyro. It would show him that he didn't really have a hard life like he'd claimed.
"They hurt me, used me, tore my flesh off. They cut me and stomped on me. They laughed at my screams and begs for mercy. They broke my arm and stomped on my leg until the bones in it were almost powder." He said all this with his head tilted and as if he was talking about the weather. It made them shiver and both Remy and Logan held the boy tightly. He looked at them curiously, like he didn't understand their distress.
He waited for the next question and Rouge thought hard to find one. "What is your ability?" she finally asked.
The boy looked backwards at Logan and whispered, "You promise?" once more and Logan nodded. He took a big breath and answered. "I know the body, I can will it to do things for me. And it tells me things."
"Like what?" Scott asked, intrigued.
"Like you have an injury in your brain that prevents you from controlling your powers. Like that you broke your leg when you were seven and that you have bruises on your back that are still healing." He shot a look at Hank as if that statement validated some argument they were having. Hank nodded and said, "We did not cause his bruising." The boy scoffed but then looked at Xavier, terrified. He started shaking and Remy was forced to use his charm, once again, to calm down the boy.
"This allows you to heal?" Xavier asked. The boy nodded. "Remarkable."
"Remarkable," They boy said tilting his head and focusing on something they couldn't see. "Worthy of being remarked or noticed, unusual or striking." He nodded and returned his attention to the x-men. Some of them chuckled morosely. This boy was so broken. Did he think that was a test?
"So the body talks to you. Everyone's?" Pyro asked. Bobby and the other youths rolled their eyes knowing that Pyro was trying to figure out the boy's 'Real Name'. The boy nodded, eying Pyro with suspicion. He sifted deeper into Logan's embrace.
"I believe we have become focused on the wrong thing." Xavier said. "We do not even know what to call you." The boy tilted his head. "Your freaks have names?"
Pyro stood up and slammed his hands on the table, "What do you mean? There are no freaks here!!" The boy said, "Yes sir," and pressed his body as tight against Logan as he could. His eyes shifted from Hank to Kurt and then focused on Pyro like he was a moron, but wasn't willing to argue.
"Define freak for us. Like you did for 'remarkable'." Xavier told the boy.
"Freak: a being who is not normal, who is dangerous and needs to be caged and collared to keep the normals safe. A freak has abilities that they will use to hurt normal humans because they are little better then animals." The boy tried to continue but stopped when Xavier held up a hand.
Pyro was shaking and Jubilee and Rouge had a hand on him to control him. All the adults looked sick and Logan was growling softly, "and you are a Freak correct?" The boy nodded.
"Who else here is a Freak?" Storm asked, understanding that the professor needed a better grasp on the boy's thought processes.
"Blue," the boy said pointing a finger at Hank. "and him." He moved his arm so his finger was pointing at Kurt. Kurt looked down and Kitty put an arm around him. He also pointed and Jean and Remy and then Wolverine.
"You are wrong." Xavier told him. Pyro had calmed down once he realized that the boy was truly messed up. "Your definition of Freak is wrong. We are mutants. You, me, Wolverine, all of us."
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Harry(although he's not Harry yet)'s POV
I tried to understand what the professor was saying but it didn't make since. "Mutants?" I asked. "Yes, a mutant is a human who is further along the evolutionary path. We have, what is now called, the X-gene, which creates unique abilities in us all. We are not anymore dangerous then a human with a gun. We have rights and you have been mistreated dear boy."
I looked at my hands where they were clasped on my lap. Mutants. The professor was saying a mutant is different then a freak. Was I still a freak? This explained why Blue was allowed to play doctor. He was a mutant doctor. There were only mutants here. How did they react when a normal came?
I looked up and realized they were waiting for me to understand. This kind of consideration confused me. How was I supposed to act in this place? What was my place? Remy still hadn't told me the rules. Was he going to be just a useless as Blue?
"Yes sir" I told the professor. Even if I don't understand, I must always agree with normals..but then they weren't normals were they. I whimpered and Remy told the professor that was enough.
"Time for al' petit anges to go a bed"
The professor nodded but said, "There are a few things we must discuss first. Number 1. You will need a name." he told me. A name. I've never had a name. What does one do with a name? What does a name sound like?
I turned to look at Wolverine. "What is your name?" "Logan" he barked at me. The bark got me thinking. There were plenty of ferals in the cages and they'd always felt different to me. I focused on his energy. Yep, there it was. The wild burning that identified him as a feral. On a hunch I focused on all those in the room quickly.
They all had a different tasting energy, but only one other, Blue, had the burning wild energy that signified he was a feral.
But they wanted me to have a name. Logan and Remy were the only names I'd ever heard before.
The scary one who yelled spoke up, "My name's Pyro." He opened a lighter and manipulated the flame around his hand. "I'm sure you can see why. You should have a name that references your power."
I looked at Remy for an explanation. What could his power be? "Remy be also called Gambit. I make thin's 'splode. Remy be a master thief." I tilted my head at him. "But what about that warm thing you do?"
Blood rushed to his face and I worried that he may becoming sick. I ordered the blood to burn out any infection. I noticed he was glowing and glanced around to make sure I wasn't in trouble.
"What ya do?" Remy asked me. I grimaced and said, "Blood rushed to your face and I thought you were sick."
Wolverine laughed and told me, "He was just embarrassed." I smiled at him. "Embarrassment: an emotional state experienced upon having a socially or professionally unacceptable act or condition witnessed by or revealed to others." I looked at Remy curiously.
"Non, you're to literal ange."
"Ange?" I asked him, "is that my name?" Remy smiled at me but Pyro laughed.
"Angie, but that's a girl name. You need a boy name, a man's name."
"Like Pyro?" I asked. I was stunned by the laughter that caused. The blood vessles in Pyro's face pooled so much blood in his face, I could see it. That was embarrassment?
"No need to get smart, I was trying to help you." Pyro grumbled. I tilted my head at him and furrowed my brow. I didn't understand. I looked at Remy for an explanation but he was still laughing. "I'm sorry sir." I said, just loud enough that they heard me.
One of the guards ruffed up Pyro's hair and said, "Oh, don't worry about Pyro. He's upset cuz you said his name was girly."
I looked down, resigned to not understanding. I needed a name. The professor said that was Number 1.
Logan nudged me and I gave him my attention again. He started introducing those at the table, pointing at them as he identified them.
"Ye already know me and Remy. I heal and have claws." He lifted up his fist and three metal claws flew from between his knuckles. "Adamantium" I whispered. I'd heard the second Doctor talking about the metal and how only Wolverine had been strong enough to carry it in him all the time.
He nodded and pointed to the mocha colored woman on his left. "That's Storm, also called Ororo. She controls the weather." As I watched, her eyes turned completely white and her hair started flowing in a wind only she was effected by. Thunder crashed outside. The white faded from her eyes and she smiled at me. I had noticed that while she was using her ability, her energy had increased and I realized I could probably influence it. I decided not to tell the others unless I needed to.
"That is Professor Xavier," He pointed at the professor and I nodded at him. "You can call him Chuck, Charles, or Professor or Professor X like the other kids do." The professor nodded at me and said, "I have powers of the mind." only his mouth didn't move.
'Your in my head' I thought, and shivered. How could I keep myself safe if they were in my head?
'Do not fear dear boy, The mind is a complex organ and I cannot access anything but what you allow me to from this distance. I would not invade your privacy, just as I expect you to keep your powers to yourself unless asked.' I nodded and understood the veiled threat.
I shivered again thinking about the possibilities. I could do a lot with the mind, but I couldn't touch the consciousness. The Professor had said he had 'powers of the mind' not consciousness. I suspected that he could control your actions if he wanted to, perhaps even change our opinions and personality.
Logan gestured to the man with glasses on the Professor's left with a new cigar, just before he lit it up. "That's Cyclops, or Scott, or Boy Scout. Or anything else you feel like calling him. Remember I won't let anyone hurt you." He did something funny with his eyes, where he only closed one of them at me. I tried it out. It hurt my face. He laughed at me, and I flushed. Now I knew what embarrassment felt like.
He lifted my face up with his fingers, "I'm not makin' fun pup, just keep practicing." He did the eye thing again and I copied him.
Scott interrupted by saying, "I would show you my power, but I'm wearing the wrong glasses. I have laser vision but I can't control it."
"Because of your scar tissue," I whispered. I really wanted to help out but, I wasn't sure they would let me heal them. Blue said, "I'd like to do a few tests to see if he's correct Scott." Cyclops nodded and I felt a little hurt that they didn't trust me. I wouldn't ever not tell the truth. Freaks do not have the intelligence required to lie.
Logan pointed at the red headed female, "That's Jennie..." "Jean" she interrupted. "I am telekinetic and a small amount telepathic." I defined them mentally as I understood that it was not a test. I didn't need an example of her ability, she'd already floated a shovel to me.
"That's Rouge," He pointed at the girl with white streaks in her hair who'd restrained Pyro. She smiled at me. "She can borrow the abilities of others and takes on their personalities if she gets enough." I waited for her to show me and noticed that everyone seemed slightly saddened. "I'd have ta touch 'em suga' an' its no' vera pleasant." I didn't understand but somehow, her energy had pieces of others wrapped up in it. It scared me.
Next to her was Bobby, or Ice man. He could freeze water molecules in the air and create ice. Pyro, could manipulate fire. Kitty, or Shadowcat could walk through walls and Jubilation Lee or Jubilee was super strong and could generate plasma that exploded. The blue skinned male was identified as Kurt or Nightcrawler and could teleport.
Next Logan introduced Blue as Beast. The name upset me. I whispered to my hero, "Wolverine, I think my name is Freak."
"Non." Remy said, "you ken have any name you want ange" I smiled at him, but I was still confused.
"Do you want a different name too?" I asked Beast. He smiled at me and I was reminded of how I'd backed away from him in the small mobile beam. I wasn't sure if I should apologize for that or not. It had obviously upset him, and I didn't want to upset anyone or get kicked out.
"No. Call me Hank or Dr. McCoy if you don't like it." I nodded and focused on thinking up a name for myself. Most of them had two names. One for everyday and one for when they were freaks, or something; I still wasn't quite sure.
I did however like when Remy called me ange. "Angelous." I whispered and waited for the rejection that was sure to come. I was surprised at feeling fingers under my chin again. Remy smiled at me inches from my face. "It's a belle name ange."
I felt my eyes well up again and ruthlessly pushed the tears back. I'd cried more in the last hour then I had in years.
"Okay so now we have your girl name, what is your real name?" Pyro snarked. I frowned a little at his apparent distaste for my name, but tried to think instead of focusing on it. I should have known better then to hope this place would be without pain.
Pyro said my 'real' name needed to be referencing my gift, but Wolverine didn't reference his healing or his metal, although the claws gave it credence. Rouge didn't have anything to do with her gift. Gambit had little to do with kinetic energy or warmth or even thieving.
I, to put it in the Professors wording, have powers of the body. I can control the muscles and their movements like they are puppets. "What about Geppetto or Stromboli?"
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