Mutant VS Magic *COMPLETE*

Mutant VS. Magic

Chapter 3

Logan made his way through the woods near Alkali Lake, searching for any sign of Scott. Once they landed, he and Strom had split up and started looking. All Logan wanted to do was find Scott, drag his ass back to the mansion, and go to Hermione.

“LOGAN! OVER HERE!” Storm’s voice echoed through the woods.

Logan turned and ran in the direction of her voice. He found her a few minutes later kneeling beside Scott. Logan hurried over to them and removed Scott’s glasses from his pocket.

“Scott, when I say to, open your eyes,” Strom said.

Scott nodded. Logan put the glasses on and Storm gave the word. Once his eyes were safely covered, he sat up slowly, groaning and holding his head. “What happened? Jean! Where is she?” he demanded.

“Scott, take it easy. You’ve been unconscious for about a week now. Jean is back at the mansion. Let’s get you home and the Professor can explain this a lot better than we can,” Storm replied calmly.

Logan helped Scott to his feet and the three made their way back to the jet. Once in the air, Logan sat beside Scott and began talking. “Look, you and I have never gotten along. I wanted you to know that you don’t have to worry about me trying to get with Jean. I realized over the summer that I love her, but I’m not IN love with her,”

“Why are you telling me this?” Scott questioned.

“Because I thought you should know. Plus, I’m getting pretty damned tired of fighting with you all the time,” Logan smirked.

“I agree. So who’s the girl?” Scott questioned as he downed two Tylenol.

“Hermione,” Logan replied.

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Logan was walking through the grounds of the mansion trying to figure out how to go about telling Hermione that he loved her. He looked up and spotted the woman in question, but she wasn’t alone. He moved closer so he could see and hear what she and Severus were talking about.

“So, how are you doing?” Severus asked.

“I’m doing fine. It’s good to be back here. I have many happy memories of this place.” Hermione answered with a smile.

“I can’t help but notice that you look quite beautiful today.” he smiled.

Hermione just giggled as she turned to examine a rose bush. From his hiding place, Logan felt anger and jealousy building up within him. ’Who does this asshole think he is! Hermione is mine and no one else’s.’ Logan thought angrily.

“Are you flirting with me Professor Snape?” she asked as she looked up at him.

“So what if I am? You’re of age and there are no rules against it.” he replied as he moved a little closer.

“Well, I hate to disappoint you, but I’m spoken for.” she said.

“Are you now? I don’t see him anywhere around.” he pointed out.

“He’s around, he’s just on a mission right now.” she replied.

“It’s Logan isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“Well, he sure doesn’t act like he’s with you.”

“He is. You better hope he doesn’t find out you were flirting with me. Logan can be a bit territorial.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. Well, I have a few things to take care of. Have a good day Hermione.”

Severus kissed her hand then walked off. He passed the tree where Logan stood and stopped. He and Logan just looked at one another for a moment. Logan was clenching his fist, trying very hard not to beat the hell of wizard in front of him.
Severus spoke quietly. “Believe me Logan, I’m no threat to you. She deserves to be happy. You make her happy. I’d get over my fears and do something about making her yours before she gets tired of waiting.”

Logan just gaped at Severus’s retreating back. ‘That sneaky bastard. He wanted me to see him flirting with Hermione. Well, I guess he’s right. It’s time I make Hermione mine and stop running from this.’ Logan thought as he watched Hermione head back for the mansion.

Logan turned on his heel and headed for Charles’ office. Before he took care of Hermione, he had to meet up with Storm and Charles first.

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Ron stood at the end of the hall watching Logan stand at Hermione’s door. Ron clenched his fist as he saw the soft smile flash across Logan’s face. His blood boiled when he saw the mutant walk into Hermione’s room and slowly close the door behind him. Ron turned and stormed off down the hall.

‘Who the hell was that. I need to go get help for Hermione,’ Ron thought as he made his way to Charles’ office. And knocked.

“Come in!” Charles called.

“Excuse me sir, but I just saw some guy walk into Hermione’s room,” Ron said, trying to control his anger.

Charles smiled and removed a picture from the top drawer of his desk. “Is this the man?” Ron looked at the picture and nodded in shock. The picture was one of Hermione and the man at what looked like a carnival.

“Who is he?” Ron demanded.

“His name is Logan. He is an old friend of Hermione’s. You seem upset about this, are you and my niece dating?” Charles replied.

“No, but she is my friend. I do like her though,” Ron said.

“Young man, I think you should talk to my niece and soon. If you feel so strongly for her, the two of you need to talk,” Charles advised.

Ron nodded, turned, and left the room. Charles let out a sigh. He knew that Hermione belonged with Logan. He only hoped that Hermione and Ron could stay friends. He sighed as he turned to look out the window, the pressing matter of Jean Grey, was weighing heavily on his heart.

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Logan sat at the edge of the bed and looked down at the young woman sleeping peacefully. Hermione laid on her back, her hair fanned around her head like a halo, holding the red corduroy bear. He smiled as he thought back to the day he won it for her.

*The Summer Before*

“Logan, let’s try the shooting gallery,” Hermione pleaded.

“Fine,” Logan smiled as he let her lead him over to the booth.

The school had taken a field trip to the carnival. It was a beautiful June day. Hermione had flown in from London two days prior. Logan looked over and just stared at her as she took aim and began shooting.

‘She’s grown up. She looks like a woman, not the little girl I met a year and a half ago,’ he thought.

“Damn. Oh well, I guess I’m just not the shooting type,” Hermione laughed as she put down the rifle.

“Here, let me show you how to do this,” Logan replied as he took his turn.

Hermione cheered for him as he hit all the targets. “We have a winner. Pick your prize sir,” the vendor called.

“What do you want Hermione?” Logan asked as he turned to the seventeen year old.

“That one. The red corduroy bear up there,” Hermione answered as she pointed to a top shelf.

*End Flashback*

That was the day he had stopped seeing her as a girl and started seeing her as a woman. He leaned over and brushed the back of his hand against her cheek. Hermione moaned and turned into the touch.

“Hermione, I’m back,” he said quietly.

“Hmm. Logan? How did it go?” she asked as she opened her eyes.

“It went well. Scott is in his room getting some rest. The Professor is going to talk to him later,” he answered as he leaned closer to her.

Their eyes locked. Slowly Hermione ran her fingers through his hair. Logan closed his eyes and turned his head into her hand. She pulled his head down and pressed her lips to his. The fire that had been smoldering since they had been reunited, sprang to life with a vengeance. What had started out as a gentle kiss, became a fiery inferno.

“Hermione…we don’t…have to…do this,” Logan gasped as he pulled away.

“Logan, shut up and finish what your kiss started,” Hermione ordered.

“Yes ma’am,” he smirked.

Hermione sat up and removed her shirt and tossed into the corner. Logan followed suit. Within moments, their clothes were piled in the corner and Logan was climbing into the bed with Hermione. She smiled as she started kissing him. Logan groaned as he felt her leg slid up his and lock around his waist. He could feel the heat rolling off of her. He began kissing and biting down her neck and jaw.

“Oh god Logan,” she moaned.

“I don’t want to hurt you Hermione. I’m not the most gentle guy,” he said.

“I know Logan. Don’t worry, you can’t hurt me,” she replied.

Logan looked into her honey amber eyes. As he did, Hermione used her telepathy to show him exactly what she wanted. Logan growled as he saw she didn’t want it slow and easy, she wanted it hard and rough. Just like the man.

“Please Logan,” she pleaded.

Logan simply pressed his lips against hers roughly. Hermione moaned and wrapped her arms and legs around him tightly. All Logan could do was give in to the passion that washed over him. Hermione rocked up against him, her wet pussy brushing against his hard dick.

“Hermione…” Logan gasped.

“Now Logan. Don’t make me wait anymore. I need you,” Hermione sighed.

Logan unhooked her legs as he moved into position. Their lips met as he slammed his cock deep into her. Her scream was swallowed by the kiss. Once fully sheathed, he looked down at her in concern.

“You all right?” he asked worriedly.

“I’ve never felt better,” she sighed as she once more wrapped her legs around his waist.

Logan needed no more convincing. He began moving within her, feeling her clutch her vaginal muscles tightly around him. Growling, he sucked a hardened nipple into his mouth. She groaned as she ran her fingers through his hair, holding his head to her chest.

“Oh Logan. You feel so good. More. Please Logan,” she cried.

“What do you want Hermione? Tell me,” he demanded.

Hermione decided to show him. Using her weight she rolled them over so that she was now on top. She began riding him hard and fast. Logan groaned and threw his head back against the pillows. Hermione reveled in the power she held over him at that moment. His hands moved from her hips, to massage her breasts.

“That’s it Hermione. Ride me baby,” he growled.

“Oh Logan. You’re so hard and deep,” she sighed.

“You want deeper?” he asked.

Hermione could only nod. Logan rolled them over yet again. He pulled out only to flip her onto her stomach. He pulled her up so that she was on her hands and knees and slammed into her, going deeper than before.

“Yes!” she cried.

Logan wrapped her hair around his hand, pulled her head back and kissed her feverishly. He pounded into her willing body, Hermione matched him thrust for powerful thrust. Both feeling their release coming swiftly, and they wanted to explode together.

“I can’t hold back Hermione,” he gasped.

“Me either. Come Logan. I want to feel you come deep inside me. Please!” she cried.

With a roar, Logan let go. Hermione’s scream of release followed his. Their bodies locked up as their climax washed over them. A few moments later they toppled to the mattress, shaking and clinging to one another.

“Damn, that was…what the hell was that?” Logan asked.

“I don’t know. I’ve never felt that before,” Hermione answered as she tried to slow her racing heart.

“I’m hurt, I wasn’t your first,” he said with a joking smirk.

“Well, I couldn’t very well wait around for you to finally admit that you loved me too now could I?” she teased back.

Logan chuckled as he pulled her into his arms. “I love you Hermione,”

“I love you too Logan,” she smiled.

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