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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.

Chapter List
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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 3
Mike told me a story once about a wooden puppet who wanted to be a real boy. He called it the story of Pinocchio. Sometimes we would make believe and pretend that we were in that story. That I was Pinocchio and Mike was one of the lost boys. We would make up adventures and scenarios where we escaped. I always like that story. I always identified with the boy who wanted to be just like everyone else, wanted to be normal. But normalcy is impossible for me. I knew it then and when I looked up into the faces of the mutants around me, I wondered if I could be normal here; as normal as a freak can be surrounded by mutants.
“Geppetto? Isn’t he Pinocchio’s dad?” Jubilation Lee asked me. I shook my head. Geppetto was Pinocchio’s maker.
Jean looked at me funny and I wondered what I’d done and whether or not I’d be punished for it. “Those are both puppet masters. Why those names in particular?”
I wasn’t sure what to do. Would they make me leave if they knew I could take over their body?
I looked at The Professor. He’d already ordered me not to use my powers on others.
“Try and explain it with words Angelous.” I smiled softly when he used my name. He was the first to do so.
“I can make the body do what I want. I can make someone’s muscles move and make them walk, talk, do what I want.”
No one spoke and the guards looked fearful. I shivered and a whimper escaped from my mouth. I looked at Remy but even he looked slightly fearful.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered. I would do anything to stay here.
Wolverine slowly took his arms off my waist and I turned to look at him in horror. No. I couldn’t leave. They had been nice to me. Let me eat at the table and I didn’t have to please anyone to get food.
I slipped off Wolverine’s lap and tried to walk towards the Professor. Storm, Scott, and Jean stood up like they were going to come after me, or protect the Professor. I wasn’t sure which. I fell on my knees and tried to crawl towards the Professor whimpering, “Please, I can be a good freak. Let me show you. I’ll be good I promise. Please don’t make me leave. Let me please you. I can make you feel so good.”
Finally I reached the Professors wheel and I put my hands on his legs. He stopped me by putting his hands on mine. I looked up into his deep blue eyes, and tears feel down my face. I ran out of words. “Please” I whispered over and over. “Please.”
I felt a hand on my shoulder pulling me away, and I fought it a little before giving in. I’d failed. They were going to either throw me out, put me in a cage somewhere, or kill me.
I closed my eyes, unwilling to watch the faces of Remy or Logan contorted in rage or disgust. A wet sob escaped my throat before I could stop it.
X-men POV
They watched in a mixture of horror and repulsion as the boy, Angelous, begged to ‘please’ the Professor. Logan stopped him with hand on his shoulder. How could anyone be this broken? Rouge turned into Bobby’s shoulder and choked back a sob.
Logan sat down on the floor and pulled Angelous into his lap. Remy settled next to them and the boy’s eyes snapped open. He wiggled in Logan’s lap and turned to try and undo his pants.
“Non ange” Remy whispered. “no’ like that ‘ere. We’re no’ gonna make you leave.”
Angelous buried his face in Wolverine’s lap and sobbed. His audible cries shaking his whole body, and the force of them even made Logan rock.
Hank settled on the other side and blocked the boy from the others’ view. “Logan and I both promised we wouldn’t let anyone hurt you.”
“Yea kid, how are we gunna do that if you’re not here.” Logan added. Somehow that seemed to console the boy, and he looked up at Logan.
His face was wet with tears, his eyes swollen and read, but still he was beautiful. Logan nodded and him and winked. The boy turned to get affirmation from both Hand and Remy before smiling softly at Logan. “But, you’re afraid of me.”
Remy sighed and glared at those around them, as though he hadn’t been afraid and blamed them. He put a gloved hand on the boys face and whipped his tears with a thumb. “Are ye gonna control us ange?” The boy shook his head frantically, eyes wide. “Then we’ve got no reason to no’ trust ye, do we?”
Angelous turned his sparkling emerald eyes on Xavier. “You said not to. I wouldn’t ever disobey.” Xavier nodded, a small sad smile pulling at his lips. “I know dear boy. I will help you learn control.”
The boy tilted his head in confusion but must have assumed he’d caused enough trouble, and let it go.
Xavier told Logan and Remy to take Angelous with them. “Perhaps he could stay with one of you tonight, until we find a permanent place for him.” They nodded and each took a hold of one of the boy’s hands.
He walked with them, only pulling once or twice. His eyes took in everyone’s smiles of reassurance, and he seemed to deflate a little.
As soon as the boy left the room, both Jean and Kitty broke down in tears. Scott and Kurt took care of them.
Xavier took a long breath and assembled his thoughts.
“That is a strong mutant. I would say level four or perhaps even five with enough training.” They all paused to different thoughts as to the consequences of that much power in such a broken boy. “It would be a disaster for Magneto to get his hands on him. Storm, I’d like you to gather together the test so we can see where his education is. Jean and Hank, I want a full work up on his health tomorrow. Scott, I want you and Logan to help me test out his abilities.” They all nodded and Xavier took another deep breath.
“Children,” They all turned to focus directly at him. “He is very afraid and broken, I am going to ask Remy to stay with him most of the time but when both he and Logan are unavailable, as is likely to happen, I need you to make sure he and the other children behave appropriately. He doesn’t seem to understand social situations. It will be on you and on us all to help him learn. You will need to have patience.”
He paused, and the youths shivered at the intensity of his expression, “If I find out that anyone has been mistreating him…” The threat was both unnecessary and terrifying. Even Pyro promised himself that he would protect the beautiful, broken boy with everything he was. Unfortunately, to Pyro, protecting the boy meant something different then it did to the others.
Angelous POV
While Wolverine and Remy led me to their cages, I tried to get a hold of myself. I tried to figure out what all this meant. They were going to let me stay. Remy and Wolverine and Blue had touched me, but they hadn’t hurt me and they’d all promised that I could stay. Remy kept saying ‘it wasn’t like that here’. What did he mean? It wasn’t like what?
They didn’t let me show the Professor how good I was. Why was that? The only thing I could figure out was that he was like the first Doctor. The Doctor didn’t like using freaks, said 'it' would get on him, whatever 'it' was.
Maybe the Professor was like that. Or maybe Wolverine didn’t want me to show them how good I was. Why would he do that? My eyes widened and I gasped. Logan wanted me to show him first. So that if I got ‘it’ on him, then they would know not to let the Professor use me.
I could understand that. That was probably why they were letting me stay in Remy or Wolverine’s cage, so I could show them then.
We stopped at a wooden door and I took a look around. I hadn’t been paying attention to where we were going because I was lost in my thoughts. The lighting was soft and shadows played around the wooden décor. I’d never seen anything as ornate as this hall. There were shapes and colors on the wall and the floor was soft and squishy under my bare feet. There were tables with plants along the wall and a red chair, like the chair the Doctor used to read in, rested at the end. There was a lamp lighting up the chair.
“Who should he stay with?” Wolverine asked. I understood from his sentence structure that he wasn’t talking to me. I was used to my betters talking about me like I wasn’t there, but it still kind of hurt when my idol did it. Especially since they were talking about who I was going with, and therefore who would use me first.
I was used to it, but that didn’t mean I liked it. I let my emotions fade and adopted the body language I used when the guards came to get me.
Eventually they decided I would stay with Remy because he could calm me down. I sighed a little, happy that my fantasies about my idol wouldn’t be ruined just yet.
Wolverine told me goodnight, and pulled me into a hug. It took a moment for me to get over my shock and elation that Wolverine was hugging me! But I hugged him back. I wrapped my arms around him and fisted my hands in his shirt, sniffing him. I wanted to remember his smell so I could add it to my imaginings. He pulled back, so I let him go and followed Remy down the hall to his cage.
He held the door open so I could go in first. The size of the cage was the first thing I noticed and it froze me in my tracks. The cage was huge!
Remy chuckled at me and I gaped at him. “This is your cage?” He laughed again and shook his head, “Non, this be Remy’s room.”
“Room” I whispered. "A particular portion of space appropriated for occupancy, unobstructed space, space which may be occupied by or devoted to any object."
"Non, Its where Remy sleeps, a place just for Gambit." Remy corrected me.
I shook my head. My definitions were off, perhaps I needed a new dictionary.
"So, its like a cage, but bigger and is called a room?"
"Somethin' li'e tha' ange"
Remy smiled and started undressing. I held in a whimper and with shaking hands I pulled off the shirt that Blue must have put on me in his lab. Remy wasn’t facing me, he was fumbling through a cabinet. I pushed the pants down and tossed the clothes to the wall by the door, so I could know exactly where they were when Remy was done. I genuflected on the floor, sat on my heels, and waited.
I knew when Remy was done fumbling because he gasped. I heard him stride towards me quickly and braced myself. “Non” he whispered and kneeled down beside me.
“Non ange, Remy doesn’t want this.” I didn’t understand this game. I’d never played it before. Was I supposed to convince him? He still didn’t have his shirt on so I reached my hand out to rest it on his stomach.
He grasped my hand in his and pulled it up to cup his face. Ok. That was where my hand went. I was glad he’d showed me instead of beating me for guessing wrong. He used his other hand to pull me up as he stood.
“Where be ye’r clothes ange?” I pointed to the door and he nodded. He handed me something soft, but I was too afraid to look at it. What was this game?
Sometimes the guards at the cages wanted me to beg them to use me. Was that what this was? “Please Remy. I want you to.” I tried to remember what the guards made me say. “I want you to fuck me. Please fuck me Remy.”
A tear fell from Remy’s left eye and I frowned seeing it. Was that wrong? Was he sad that he’d have to break his promise and hurt me because I’d messed up?
I wiped away the tear and put the finger I’d caught it on in my mouth. He pushed the soft cloth in my chest against me harder, and I looked down at it. It was clothing. I opened it up, pants. Remy turned away from me and told me to put them on. His voice was gruff and harsh. Was I supposed to do it? Or maybe refuse? I smiled slightly maybe that was it. I threw the pants at him and they hit his back. “No.” I turned to run out of the room, sure he was going to stop me and hurt me.
I stopped at the door when he didn’t catch up to me. He was bowed over the pants I’d thrown at him crying. I expelled a harsh breath of air in my frustration. What was I supposed to do?
“Remy please.” I ran back to him and fell on his legs, almost knocking him over. “I don’t understand what you want. Please tell me.”
Remy held the pants out to me. “Put these on ange” I nodded and swiftly slipped them on. I looked up for more directions.
“We gonna lay down on the’ bed an’ Remy gonna hold ye until ye sleep. Okay?” I glanced at his face, trying to find any sign of deception before nodding. Remy took my hand in one of his own and put the other on my low back. He led me slowly to the bed. I wondered at his speed, he was acting like I was going to run away.
I climbed up on it when we got there and tried not to bounce. I’d never been on a bed this soft or large before. The only one’s I’d ever been on were in the lab’s and I hated those.
Remy pulled me into his arms and stretched next to me, just like Mike used to. I smiled and buried my head in his neck.
I was still sure that Remy was going to wake me up and use me, but for now, the much missed security being held offered, lulled me to a swift sleep.
An: I'm pretty sure this will be a Logan/Remy/Harry (Angelous) threesome, but it will not be happening for a while.
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