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In the hands of fate	By : XMeikoX Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 17182 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 10
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Any of the Xmen movies/comics/Tv shows. I write for the pure pleasure of it and get no money from doing this.

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Author's note:

Now, this chapter is a tad bit different from the one on FFnet. So I hope you enjoy!

A few hours later and Harry was beginning to feel as normal as he could be in a lab for mutants.

“Thanks Logan.” Harry whispered gently. The only reply he got was a grunt. A giggle escaped his lips before he could hold it in.

“You think something is funny, brat?” Logan huffed, looking down at the shaking teen currently lying on his chest. The younger mutant smiled, looking up at the older male.

“You’re the nicest cage mate I’ve had, you know?” Shining green eyes locked with blue as Logan rolled his eyes. “What was your life like? Before the lab?”

Logan looked back down into curious green eyes.

“Why should I tell you?” He said gruffly. Harry just shrugged his shoulders.

“Once I had a cage mate who was a dancer. He said he had danced for some singer as the backup. Another was just a kid. He was taken from his high school in…um….I think he said Jersey? Where ever that is…This one girl in here said she had two kids and her husband worked as one of the doctors. They took her when her powers came out.” He curled his nose up. “I didn’t like her. She blamed her husband for infecting her with the mutant gene. Said it was because he was a doctor to such freaks. She didn’t last very long. Another…” Logan cut him off.

“How long have you been in this damn place?” He asked curiously. He was slightly afraid of the answer.

“Only seven” Harry answered. Logan breathed out a sigh.

“Seven months? That’s not too bad.” He looked up when Harry laughed.

“I wish seven months. Seven years.” He stressed the years, making Logan’s eyes widen.

“Years?! You’ve been in this hell hole for seven years?” He yelled, forgetting about his voice. Harry shot up, covering his mouth with his hand. They both held their breath as they heard footsteps making their way down the hall. A sigh of relief escaped Harry’s lips when they kept walking by.

“Remember to keep...eek!” Harry jerked his hand away, a blush on his face. “You licked me!” He huffed.

“Don’t put anything near my mouth without expecting it to be licked” He said with a chuckle as Harry’s cheeks darkened to a cheery blush.

“So…you never answered my question…” Harry mumbled, looking down at his hands. Logan just looked at him confused. At the silence, Harry just huffed, pouting slightly. “What did you do before this? Were you a baker? A business man? Oh! Or maybe a firefighter! All the girls that have come in here said that there was no such thing as an ugly fire fighter”

Logan smirked. “You think I’m good looking?”

Harry blinked in surprise before he caught on, glaring slightly. “Well, aren’t you a bit self-centered?” He said teasingly. “And still not answering the question.” Logan chuckled quietly. “Fine! I don’t want to know!” Harry turned away from him, a pout on his face.

“Yes you do.” Logan smiled at the younger’s pouting face. “I can tell you do through your eyes.” Harry sent him a glare. “Well, the truth is, I really don’t know.”

This time, a confused look was present on Harry’s face.

“What do you mean you don’t know?” He looked up at him with innocent eyes, filled with curiosity.

“I have amnesia” Harry blinked confused, tilting his head cutely to one side. “It’s where you don’t remember anything. All I know is my name is Logan. And that’s only because when I woke up, some guy was screaming the name at me.” Harry looked at him sadly. “So, for all I could know, my name could be Jeff Stevens and I have a wife and kids in Kalamazoo.” They both chuckled quietly. The lights in all the cages flashed off, signaling it was time for them to sleep. Harry clumsily climbed off of Logan’s lap, moving next to him. He squeaked when he was pulled into a strong chest. At the calming heartbeat, he smiled.

“Good night Logan.” He was asleep before he could hear the older mutant’s response.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

A black rabbit with emerald greens eyes hopped around the room quickly. Logan was leaning against the wall, looking on at the bouncing animal curiously. This had been going on since he had been thrown back into his and Harry’s cage. The rabbit suddenly turned a squirrel, running around the room much faster. Logan raised an eye brow at this. He had found out a week within this hell hole that Harry could change his physical shape, but he had no idea he could do it so quickly.

“What is with you? Sugar high?” Logan asked quietly with a soft chuckle. Harry changed back, positively shaking.

“Yeah. Yep. I can’t stop moving” Harry changed into a mouse, running around in a circle.

“What those damn doctors do to you?” Harry changed back, moving next to Logan, giggling quietly while tapping his fingers together.

“They gave me a shot of this weird blue stuff.” He moved around to Logan’s other side. “They said they wanted to see how active I was. Whatever that means, huh?” He changed into a hamster and ran around the room again. All Logan could do was shake his head at the younger’s actions. The kid couldn’t help what those sick bastards did to him.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

“Doctor, how are the tests going?” A man in a suit and tie said as he sat across the desk from Dr. Fitzgerald. The older man looked over his reading glasses to look at the man.

“It is a very long and delicate process sir. One mistake and the subject’s life could be in danger. For the purpose of our studies, I cannot allow this to happen.” He said in his usual monotone voice.

“So what you are saying is that you are nowhere close to making my perfect army.” The man said with a sigh. Dr. Fitzgerald made a ‘hm’ noise as he flipped through his notes.

“In simpler terms, yes. The subject is not responding to any of the chemicals in the desired way. We have found another subject that also has instant healing abilities.” The other’s eyes lit up. “This subject is also of the male gender. It seems the healing gene is only passed down to the males. No other subject of the female gender has shown the desired gene. We have tried the pairing of the male subject’s sperm to a multiple number of random female subjects but none seem to have taken to an egg.”

“All the females, huh? Have you thought of pairing the freak’s sperm together? Try to get one of the males to carry the baby? If they can have a mutated gene to give them strange powers, male pregnancy isn’t so much of a stretch.” The man suggested. The doctor looked up from his notes.

“We will begin tests of this kind with your approval sir.”

The man smiled.

“You have my approval good Doctor. Please, do not disappoint me.” He said narrowing his eyes at the doctor as he headed for the door.

“Yes Sir”

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Over the months, Logan and Harry grew steadily closer. They had talked about almost everything, from Harry’s sucky childhood, to Logan not being able to remember his own. Logan would tell him about all of the things that Harry had never experienced before, but he himself could remember. He told him about the movies, books, sports and food. Especially food. Living the way he did, Harry didn’t know much about such subjects. He found all of it incredibly interesting.

“You’ve never been to McDonalds? Not even when you were a kid? I know they have them in Europe!” Logan whispered, acting like it was the worst thing that he had ever heard of in his entire life. Harry shook his head, giggling. They were lying on the floor like always, Harry’s head resting on Logan’s broad shoulder. Harry was lazily tracing the outline of Logan’s well defined abs, not noticing the older man shiver every now and then.

“When we get out of this hell hole I’m going to take you there and you can order whatever your little heart desires.” Logan said with a chuckle. Harry just smiled at his wishful thinking. He had truly never thought of breaking free of the lab. It had always been in his mind that he would die at the labs. It was a concept he had accepted a long time ago. Now that he had met Logan, attempting to break out of the lab didn’t sound like such a bad idea. Harry looked up into Logan’s handsome face.

“Yes. You’ll have to take me everywhere; to McDonalds, the movies, book store, to a baseball game, everywhere!” Harry whispered excited, a smile lighting his face. Logan sat up, pulling Harry into a hug.

“I love it when you smile.”

Harry pulled back, looking into Logan’s face, a light blush coloring his cheeks at the older man’s words and his heated look aimed at him. Logan smiled, gently tucking a strand of loose hair behind Harry’s ear. Their faces slowly started to move closer as Harry’s eyes started to flutter close as their lips got a breath apart from each other. Their lips brushed lightly before they jerked back at hearing the lock on the door begin to open. Three guards came in like usual, except this time, they were all smiling like Christmas had come early. From Harry’s experience, he knew this was a bad sign.

“The Doc got some interesting experiments to run today.” One guard said, eyeing Harry hungrily. Harry just sighed before attempting to smile reassuringly at Logan. The older mutant just stared at him worriedly as he got up and walked away to follow the guards.

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Harry followed the guards out the door to the experiment lab. He hadn’t been to this area of the labs before, but he had heard the screams that always escaped down the hall to his sensitive ears. He was guided into the room and forced to lie on a cold metal chair with his arms strapped above his head. This chair was different from all of the others he had ever been in. Instead of his legs also being strapped down, they were propped wide open with two metal bars, one each under his knees. He shivered, slightly in fear and in cold as his clothes was cut off of his body.

“You won’t be needing clothes for this.” A guard said making him and the rest chuckle cruelly. One of the many doctors walked over to Harry’s left and started up a machine. He thought it was an x-ray, but he wasn’t really sure. They took a picture of his lower half, looking at the picture revealed on the screen. The doctor did the closest thing to a smile Harry thought was possible for him.

“It seems to have developed.” The doctor murmured to himself. Just then, Dr. Fitzgerald walked into the room, looking at the clipboard.

“What were the results?” The man asked in his normal monotone voice that seemed to annoy not only Harry, but everyone in the room. Though annoying, it demanded respect.

“Positive, sir. It seems to have fully developed.” The other doctor said timidly, showing him the results of the x-ray. He seemed like a weak minded man.

“Good. Very good.” He mumbled, writing something down on his clipboard before walking over to some chemicals. He picked up a vial and swirled it gently. “Let us begin the procedure.”

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They injected chemicals that made Harry feel like his insides were being frozen. They then injected him with some kind of blue substance, and a burning heat shot through his veins. His breaths started to come out in pants as the heat moved to his hips and groin.

“Nnnn” Harry groaned out as a blush colored his cheeks as the heat started to make him feel uncomfortable. One of the guards chuckled, running his hand over his leaking hard on.

“Well, hello there Woody.” The other guards laughed loudly as Harry gasped at the action.

“Shut up you stupid monkeys! And you! Hands off!” Dr. Fitzgerald yelled, swatting the guard’s hand away from the mutant. It was a bit of a shock to hear the usually emotionless man speak up in anger evident on his face and in his voice. All the guards quieted down while jumping back, fear showing on their faces. Dr. Fitzgerald pointed to one of the older guards.

“You! Grab him and follow me.” He said sneering as he unlocked Harry’s restraints. He was quickly picked up by said guard and being carried after the doctor.

“Hold still boy.” The guard grumbled, trying to get Harry to stop squirming in his arms. Dr. Fitzgerald just scoffed.

“Don’t bother trying. Our experiment has thrown his body into something close to heat.” The doctor said off handedly.

“Heat sir? Like a bitch?” The guard asked, curious as he stared down into glazed eyes.

“Yes. All he knows right now is that he needs sex and he needs it as soon as possible.” The doctor glanced over his shoulder at them. “You can smell his scent, can’t you? Even to a normal human without the mutant gene, it can be smelt to cause arousal, especially with you being so close to him, for this long.”

The guard just nodded, not looking away from the boy in his arms as Harry moaned and squirmed, smelling his own scent, as well as the guard’s arousal and making himself aroused. They had finally made it back to Harry and Logan’s cage. The doctor slid in the guard key, and all the locks snapped open. They walked in, looking at Logan as he glared at them from the corner of the small room. His eyes seemed to widen as he caught a whiff of Harry’s scent in the air.

“Sit him there.” The guard did as he was told and placed Harry in the middle of the small room. “Have fun.” And with that, they were gone.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Harry panted as Logan rushed over to his side. He was still stark naked, not to mention he was still painfully aroused.

“Harry,” Logan’s eyes glazed over in lust as the scent started to take over his mind and his eyes start to roam over the withering body next to him. “What did they do to you?”

Harry whimpered when Logan touched his face.

“Please.” Harry panted, grabbing at Logan’s arms, “Make the heat go away! PLEASE!!!!” Harry panted, bucking his hips up into the air for some kind of contact. Logan groaned as the sight and smell of Harry started weakening his control. His eyes then dilated and a growl erupted from his throat.

Logan pressed their lips together in a demanding but passionate kiss, need coursing through both their veins.

Harry moaned as he wrapped his legs around the other’s waist. He shivered in pleasure as their arousals pressed into each other through Logan’s thin, lab issued pants. Harry wasn’t sure exactly what was happening, only that it felt really good. Logan’s mouth moved from his own and moved down his neck, his hands moving down to his hips. Harry groaned in pleasure as Logan bit his neck, leaving a mark that only lasted a few seconds before healing.

“Logan…I feel so weird…please…make it better.” Harry begged, looking up at Logan with a wanton expression that he couldn’t resist.

“I’ll make it better.” He said before devouring the younger mutant fully. He continued to move down his neck to his chest, pulling a nipple into his mouth. Harry let out a gasp at the sensation, bucking his hips up to meet Logan’s. Logan groaned, sending pleasurable vibrations through the nipple in his mouth, making the younger mutant whither in need.

“Ahhh…Logan!” Harry let out another cry as Logan moved farther down, making his way to his leaking need. He glanced up, predatory smile on his lips, before licking the tip. He continued when Harry let out a heated shudder. He engulfed him in his mouth and sucked hard. That was all it took before Harry came, crying out Logan’s name. Logan drank him down readily, licking his lips. Harry lay panting before another wave of heat hit him and he was hard again, moaning and whimpering for more attention.

“What do you want me to do Harry?” Logan asked, licking down his balls to his puckering hole. Harry whimpered loudly, trying to press down on Logan’s tongue.

“Mmmhhh….Logan….ahhh…” Harry moaned out, letting out a groan when Logan stopped, squeezing his thigh lightly to get an answer. “I don’t know! Anything! Mmmmhh…Everything! Please! Just…ah…make the heat go away!”

That was all Logan needed before plunging his tongue into the heat, making Harry cry out. He fucked him with his tongue for a bit, slicking him up before he pulled away and replaced his tongue with a finger. With Harry’s moans as a guide, Logan slowly stretched him out for something much bigger. Soon one finger became two, and two became three before Harry was bucking his hips and fucking himself on Logan’s fingers.

Logan chuckled before pulling his fingers away, making Harry cry out in distress.

“Don’t worry darlin, I’m gonna make you feel real good soon.” Logan kissed Harry’s lips passionately before lining himself up. “Are you sure you want this?”

“Yes! Please Logan!” Harry cried out before gasping as Logan thrust into his heat. The older mutant sat still, letting Harry adjust to his size. When Harry started to squirm, Logan took that as a sign to move. He began to thrust in and out slowly, Harry moaning and thrusting back, meeting his thrust halfway.

Harry moved his hands up around Logan’s neck, one hand curling in the older mutant’s hair. He had never felt something so good. It felt like he would die with all the pleasure he was receiving. It only got better as Logan quickened his thrust, going faster and harder into his willing hole.

“Ohh…Logan…Mmhh…So good…” Harry moaned out, gripping his legs around Logan’s muscular hips. He was getting close again. He could feel it. “Logan…I’m…ahhh…I’m going to…AHH!!”

With that Harry came, splattering his and Logan’s chest with white cream. Logan gave a few more thrust before letting out a low groan and coming deep inside.

Harry panted at the feeling of heat going through him. He felt so full. Logan pulled out of him and pulled him into his arms. Harry snuggled into his arms tired, before falling into well-deserved sleep.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

They panted, sweat coating their naked bodies. They had done it a few more times after waking up from their nap. Sometime through their activities, Logan’s clothes had been ripped off and thrown across the small room. Logan noticed that he had bitten into Harry’s shoulder sometime during aforementioned activities, and the mark had mysteriously remained through his healing ability.

Logan kissed Harry’s cheek, gently pulling out of the younger male’s warm embrace to gather his fly away clothes. After slipping on his cheaply made pants, he pulled Harry into his arms. Harry smiled, kissing Logan gently.

“Logan…I…I’m not sure what this feeling is.” Harry said slowly, “It’s like…I never want to see you hurt…” His eyes met Logan’s, “I like when we talk or when you touch me. I like your laugh, your smile, your voice. It makes my chest thump a lot and my stomach feels weird, as if I swallowed a lot of little birds and they are all flapping around in there.”

Logan chuckled at Harry’s confusing confession and complete innocence.

“That means you’re in love with me.” Logan kissed Harry’s forehead on his strange scar. “And I’m in love with you too.”

Harry smiled brightly.

“Love?” Logan nodded and Harry giggled happily. “That sounds nice.”

They smiled at each other lovingly before falling asleep in each other’s arms.
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