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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
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Severus sighed as he sat on the living room couch. He wanted to trust in the headmaster’s word. He really did. If anyone had been there for him it was Albus Dumbledore. But he couldn’t put Harry in danger. He wouldn’t and couldn’t do that. He would first give himself up to the dark lord before putting Harry in any danger. Mind made up, Severus stood up from the couch.

“Dobby.” He said quietly. The house elf popped in immediately, looking a little shy. He had made good friends with Harry, so Severus figured he was the elf to go to.

“Yes Professor Snape Sir. What can Dobby do?” Dobby said quietly, wringing his ears in anxiety. Severus sighed again and moved down to Dobby’s level, or the best he could while kneeling.

“Dobby, I need to ask you a very important question that I need the utmost truth to.” At the little house elf’s frantic nod, he continued. “Who are you the most loyal to? Headmaster Dumbledore? Or Harry Potter?”

Severus gave the little elf time to think as he looked up at him with wide eyes. He started to pull at his ears, and kick his feet.

“Harry Potter is good to Dobby. Very good to Dobby. Not once did Harry Potter ever ask Dobby to iron hands or beat head for punishment.” Dobby mumbled, looking up to meet Severus’s eyes. “Dobby is loyal to Harry Potter and Harry Potter only.” The little elf looked determined to take any punishment the potion master could give him for such an answer. It was almost endearing.

With a nod, Severus moved to his feet and moved to his bed room.

“Good. Then you’re going to help us and come along I suppose?” At the confused look he received, Severus continued. “The headmaster wishes harm on Harry Potter, so we are going to go into hiding.”

“Hiding Professor Snape?” Dobby asked, slowly, following the potion master into the room and waving his little hands, making boxes appear and possessions fly into them.

“Yes. To America.”

XXXxxxx

Logan growled angrily at Scott “Cyclops” Summers, his claws itching to come out to draw blood. The little brat was getting on his last nerve. He was always complaining about something or another. He had now officially become one of the X-men and it was going to his laser-fried head.

“Logan, are you listening?” Ororo “Storm” Monroe asked in her exotic African accent, looking at Logan in disapproval. He just rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. Such actions caused her eyes to glow white in irritation, lightning cracking outside. A growl rumbled from his chest as a hand touched his shoulder. Jean “Phoenix” Grey looked at him concerned, her mind trying to probe his own, while Scott looked angry, hand moving to the side of his glasses.

“Are you okay Logan? You’ve acting a bit…different lately.” She asked, removing her hand quickly at his glare.

“Not that much different than usual.” Scott said with a scoff, making Jean send him a warning glare.

“He is angry because he does not have his petit amour.” Remy “Gambit” LeBeau said with a snicker. Logan let out a loud snarl, letting his claws out with a loud clink.

“You want to say that again you damn Cajun?!”

“Both of you stop!” Professor Xavier yelled with an uncharacteristic angry tone in his normally calm voice. “While I hate to admit it Logan, you have been in a bit of a sour mood lately.”

“Lately…” Scott mumbled, gaining a stern look from the professor.

“Whatever. Screw this shit.” Logan snarled, moving to the door.

“Do you really want to leave Logan? What if your mutant mate comes here for refuge and you’re not here?” Xavier said evenly, making Logan stop in is tracks.

“Don’t you dare talk about Harry!” With that, Logan stormed out of the room, heading for his motorcycle. He needed to go on a nice, long drive, maybe one that lasted for a few days.

“Will he be okay, Professor?” Jean asked, worriedly.

“Don’t worry cheri. Logan will be fine.” Gambit said before leaving, chuckling lightly.

Xxxxx

Harry looked at his father in shock, holding his arms around his bulging stomach. Severus was racing around the quickly emptying room, spelling things into boxes and spelling those boxes to shrink down so they would fit in their trunk. Lucius was leaning against the doorway, looking tired while nursing a cup of coffee in his hands. Draco sat next to the shocked teen with an arm wrapped around Harry’s shaking shoulders.

“Why America Uncle? Why not somewhere more dignified. Like France! The weather is perfect around this time.” Draco said, glancing to Harry as he started to come out of his shock.

“It would be too obvious to go to France, Draco. Plus the French Magical government wouldn’t think twice about turning us into Dumbledore if he asked. Most European countries are groveling at his feet.” Lucius explained as Severus let out a huff as the room was finally cleared. Lucius rolled his eyes and left the room to retrieve another cup of his precious coffee.

“Now come, I’ve already packed the rest of the rooms while you two were sleeping. Breakfast will be over in thirty minutes and we have to be gone by then. If we do not have breakfast in our rooms we would be in the great hall in ten minutes, so we must hurry to not draw suspicion.”

Lucius walked into the room, a grim look on his face. He held up a letter in his hands.

“A message from Dumbledore. He wishes to see you immediately in his office.”

Harry turned to his father, his eyes showing his fear. Severus crossed the room, pulling the teen into his arms.

“I won’t let him hurt you. I promise.” Severus whispered into his hair, before kissing his forehead and moving to Lucius. “I want you to take them to this address Lucius. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” Severus passed him a piece of paper and a portkey.

Lucius nodded, before pulling Severus into a deep kiss. A moan escaped the potion master’s lips before he pulled back, panting with his lips slightly swollen.

“Be careful Severus. I don’t know what that batty headmaster is capable of.” He leaned in closer so only Severus could hear. “But I don’t trust him.”

Severus gave him a serious look before nodding, moving toward the door.

XXxxx

Severus walked worriedly up to the headmaster’s office. He had just seen Lucius and the boys off with the portkey. He knew that they would be safe, but he was still worried. He just hoped Dumbledore hadn’t found out about his plan. The man was old, but still intimidating. Severus wasn’t exactly a weakling in the magic category, but Dumbledore made him look like an infant. Reaching the gargoyle, Severus whispered the password and walked up the steps. Once hearing permission to enter, he opened the door and walked in. He stood in front of the headmaster’s desk, keeping his mental shields strong. Dumbledore was standing next to his bookshelf.

“You wished to speak with me, headmaster?” Severus asked in his usual monotone voice.

“Have a seat my dear boy.” Dumbledore smiled at him, gesturing to the seat in front of the oak desk. Severus was silent but took a seat while Dumbledore moved in front of him and sat on the edge of the desk. “How are you my dear boy? It seems you took the news yesterday a bit hard.”

“I am fine headmaster. I was just on my way to breakfast with Harry when I got your message.” Severus lied easily, not meeting the headmaster’s twinkling eyes. He gasped when his chin was grabbed in a tight grip and his face moved up. Dumbledore looked at his face closely, leaning forward slightly. Severus tried his best to keep his shields up as he felt a presence poke at his mind. “Please stay out of my mind headmaster.”

Dumbledore looked at him, the twinkle gone from his eyes.

“You don’t have anything to hide from me, do you Severus? I am your head…master, after all.” Dumbledore chuckled as Severus’s eyes widened slightly.

Severus jerked his head away when a wrinkled finger brushed against his bottom lip.

“Headmaster, this is highly inappropriate behavior.” Severus stood up from his seat, moving to the door. His eyes widened when a stunner hit him in the back. He was levitated up and placed back into the chair in front of the smiling headmaster.

“Now Severus, don’t be so cruel.” An old hand brushed his hair from his face as he tried his best to glare. “Your lip is swollen. I wonder who caused that…” He mumbled, running a finger over his lip again. “I am getting up in my age, my dear boy. I may not live much longer, but I am still a man.” Dumbledore caressed the younger man’s cheek. “I still have…needs…”

At the suggestion, Severus’s eyes widened in shock. He couldn’t believe Dumbledore had just propositioned him. Hands started moving to his neck, unbuttoning the collar. Severus closed his eyes, trying to concentrate all his magic to break the stunning spell but it seemed useless.

“Don’t worry, Severus.” Dumbledore leaned closer, placing a scratchy kiss on Severus’s cheek. “I won’t be too rough.”

Dumbledore gave a shout when he was suddenly blasted across the room. Lucius hauled the shocked potion master out of the chair and into his arms.

“He’s mine you bastard.” Lucius hissed out in anger before whispering “Fire whiskey” and they both disappeared as the portkey activated, making the headmaster scream in anger.

Xxxx

Severus stood frozen in Lucius’s arms, still in shock. Lucius moved back slightly to look into Severus’s eyes.

“Are you okay, love?” Lucius whispered worried. He stepped back in shock when Severus’s magic started to pop around him.

“How dare that bastard! That…that…that asshole! Pervert!” Severus yelled, pacing around the room, not noticing Harry and Draco sitting on the couch nearby. He continued to rant about the headmaster.

“Papa? Are you okay? Professor Dumbledore didn’t hurt you did he?” Harry asked, standing up from the couch, looking a bit uncertain. Severus stopped and looked to his son, smiling best he could. Walking over, he pulled the pregnant teen into his arms.

“I’m fine Harry. Lucius came to the rescue just in time.” Severus whispered, nodding in thanks to Lucius. The blond man nodded, moving over to sit next to Draco on the couch, exhausted.

“Uncle, what are we going to do now? We’re in a foreign country with a pedophilic old man after your ass.” Draco said casually, sitting back with a smirk. Lucius and Severus stared at him in shock while Harry snickered, trying to keep from bursting into laughter.

“Draco Malfoy! He is not a pedophile and he is not after my…my ass” Severus said, clearly aghast at the suggestion.

“Considering how much older he is I would have to agree with Draco’s…suggestion.” Lucius said, smirking as Severus’s glare moved toward him.

“Don’t worry Papa. I’m sure Mr. Malfoy will be able to protect your ass.” Harry said, mischievously, trying to look innocent. Severus just groaned, shaking his head as the three busted into laughter.

“If you three are done talking about my…hind quarters, I believe we should begin to discuss what our next course of action should be.” Severus grumbled, taking a seat at the little table. They all nodded, though Harry and Draco continued to snicker.

Xxxx

As soon as the two men disappeared, Dumbledore left his office to go to his potion master’s living quarters, anger bubbling. At seeing the empty quarters, his rage grew tenfold. He knew he should have killed that damn Malfoy when he had a chance to. Without his interference, the younger man would already be withering deliciously on his bed. Untamed magic popped around him as he made his way back to his office, making every student he passed shudder in fear. He was too infuriated to maintain his ‘sweet’ grandfather act. He knew what he had to do. The only thing he could do to get the brat back. He wished Severus hadn’t chosen this, but he was the one to blame.

He moved to the fireplace to floo out to the ministry. He had to report the heartbreaking news that his death eater potion master, along with the Malfoys, known death eaters, had kidnapped the boy who lived. The death eaters are wanted captured, dead or alive.

Xxxxx

Remy “Gambit” LeBeau sat on his window seal at the Xavier Institute, looking up at the rising sun. He was doing a bit of tinkering with some of his tarot cards. He smiled, laughing a bit at his prediction. Something, something very soon was going to happen. Happiness will be granted, as would loss. Gathering all the cards up, he looked again over the sky streaked with reds, pinks, and oranges.

“Le changement est a venir bientot.” Remy whispered, getting up from the window and heading for the door. “Seems like a bit of shopping needs to be done.”

Heading to the door he passed Rogue, who had just exited her own room.

“Oh, hey, um, hey Gambit!” She said, nervously, following him down the hall. He glanced back at her. He had been interested once, just yesterday in fact, but her constant indecision between him and Bobby was a bit unsettling. He had a new interest he had yet to meet.

“Bonjour Madame Rogue.” He said, quickly, before moving down the hall again. The teen seemed surprised by his brush off.

“Oh, uh…Are you going to do some sparring? I could, um, ya know, help? Maybe?” She said nervously, her hands pulling at her sleeves as she continued to follow him.

“Non merci. I am going to do a bit of…shopping today in the city.” She looked at him skeptically at the rejection. Because of her mutation to gain power from those she touched, she was very uncomfortable in crowds, making the city very uncomfortable for her.

“Oh, um, well. When do you think you’ll be back?” She asked, her thick country accent showing through. Gambit shrugged.

“I do not know.” He glanced out at a passing window. “Seul le temps dira.”

“What?” Rogue asked confused, stopping in the hallway to look at his retreating back.

“Avoir une bonne journee” He said, waving a hand over his shoulder, before disappearing behind the corner.

Rogue stood there in bewilderment before letting out a scoff, folding her arms angrily.

“Men!” She then stomped away, going to see what Bobby was doing.

Xxxx

They had reached the US safely and had been travelling around for about three months now. With Draco’s insistence, they saw all the sights. Severus was irritated with the crowds, while Harry was a bit ticked at being referred to as a woman wherever they went and not being able to correct them. The first time he tried, Lucius had to obliviate the poor man and stop Draco from killing him for hitting on Harry. The blond grumbled the rest of the day on how some idiot could possibly hit on a pregnant person, an obviously pregnant person at that. And Harry was obviously pregnant with a noticeable stomach at thirty-six weeks pregnant, in the beginning of his last month. His stomach had grown to a large size to where, true to Severus’s word, it looked like he had swallowed a watermelon.

Harry could admit it was a bit amusing to have Draco and his Papa glare at any male to come near him, but he missed Logan. His mate had promised to take him to all the ‘sweets spots’. Harry rubbed his stomach with a sigh, his legs sitting up on the coffee table in their hotel.

“You okay Harry?” Draco asked, placing a hand on his shoulder, sitting down next to him on the couch. Severus looked up from his lunch to look over to his son and godson.

“Are you feeling unwell? What hurts?” Severus said quickly, getting up to check on him. Harry let out a laugh, shaking his head.

“I’m fine Papa.” He continued at the skeptical look he received. “Really, Papa! I’m just thinking about Logan…”

They were all silent as they gave him sympathetic looks. Draco let out a huff and stood up.

“Alright. I think it’s time we went shopping!” Draco said, determined. Harry let out a laugh as Lucius and Severus looked at him incredulously.

“Draco. The boy is nine months pregnant. He can barely walk without waddling, how in the bloody hell can he go shopping in a crowded city like New York?” Lucius asked, rolling his eyes, making Harry glare.

“I do not ‘waddle’! I just walk a little slower than others!” Harry got up, with a bit difficulty, and moved over to Draco. “I’d like to see you walk with this load!” He turned to Draco. “I would love to go shopping Draco. I want to pick out some more baby stuff.”

“Harry! You cannot go shopping in your condition! What if something…” Severus was cut off by Harry’s teary eyes. Even at nine months pregnant, Harry’s puppy dogs still made Severus give in to anything. “Okay, but we all have to go.”

The two teens cheered in victory while Lucius groaned, shaking his head.

Xxxx

Logan sat at the cafeteria table, a cigarette in between in lips. He was glaring at everyone who even glanced at him. The rest of the mutants in the room looked at him in amusement. For some reason he felt incredible anxious.

His heart was beating a mile per second and felt like it was almost going to jump out of his chest. Something was going to happen today, but he didn’t know what. A growl left his throat in frustration.

“Logan, what’s wrong?” Jean asked, placing a hand on his should as she sat down in the chair next to him. Scott sat down on her other side, glaring at him in irritation at getting Jean’s attention.

“Yeah, just…anxious…” Logan rolled his eyes at her worried expression, brushing off her hand. He stood up from the table, moving to the door.

“Where are you going Logan?” Jean asked, watching him move toward the door.

“For a ride.” He stopped when Rogue stepped in his path, blocking the door.

“You don’t have to leave Logan.” Rogue said, looking up at him in concern. “You can count on us, hun.” She smiled, “We’re family here.”

Logan let out a sigh.

“Sorry, but I need to work through this alone.”

Xxxx

They had been to four or five stores already and were loaded up with bags. There had been so many muggles around they were unable to shrink the bags, so Draco and Harry used their fathers as pack mules, much to the older men’s distain. Harry continued to rub his stomach soothingly.

“You okay, Harry?” Draco asked, concerned, making Severus turn toward them.

“I’m fine.” At his father’s look he continued. “Really Papa! Lucas is just kicking a lot today.”

“Well, are you two done torturing us with this shopping adventure of yours?” Severus said, his annoyed tone showing through his usual monotone voice. Harry just laughed, while Draco rolled his eyes.

“I want to go in a few more stores Papa.” Harry said, pulling on his father’s arm towards another store.

“Not that I think it will change our situation, but I do not believe me or your father will be able to carry any more of your purchases.” Lucius said, looking over to Severus’s handful of bags.

“Okay.” Draco said happily, moving towards a small café. “We’ll go wait in this café while you two shrink the bags, or drop them off.” He encircled his arm around Harry’s waist, pulling them toward the café with a wave. Severus let out a sigh, shrugging his shoulders when Lucius looked at him questioningly.

“It’ll only be a few minutes. They should be fine if they stay there.” Severus nodded, moving towards an alley where they could apparate.

Xxxx

‘Julian’s Café’ was a nice little place near china town that Gambit liked to frequent. They made this spice tea that sent chills through his body. It was a not so known place that had that homey feel to it. Gambit was sitting next to the window, looking out into the crowded streets of New York. His head jerked up when he heard the most seductive voice.

“Come on, I bet they have some pretty nice sweets here.” A blond said, pulling a very pregnant woman in beside him. He had nicely trimmed blond hair that fell around his face and a delicious looking body. The woman he was pulling in was cute, but not his type. “There’s a table over there.” It seemed to be Gambit’s lucky day as the blond god made his way over to the table next to him. He watched them sit down and the waitress take their order. The waitress flirted shamelessly with the blond who wasn’t giving her the time of day. After attempting to gain his number for a few more minutes, she gave up and left to put in their orders. The two chatted with each other quietly, the pregnant woman stroking her stomach gently. Gambit studied their interaction and mannerisms. It seemed they were just friends, which was veeeerry good. With a deep breath, he got up from his table and went over to their own.

“Bonjour belle fleur.” Gambit said, looking straight into the blonde’s eyes. “My name is Remy. Your names are?”

The blond looked up at him calculatingly, as his companion glanced between the two. At the silence, the brunette decided to speak up.

“Hello Remy. I’m Harry and this…” Harry smiled, gesturing to the blond, who glared slightly. “Is my friend Draco.” Harry seemed to kick Draco under the table, because he jumped before glaring and clearing his throat.

“Yes. It is nice to meet you…Ow!” Draco glared at the brunette again. “….Remy.”

Gambit chuckled, shinning Draco a smile when he stressed his name to please his friend.

“It is nice to meet you as well Harry…Draco” He chuckled when he was glared at. “Would you mind if I joined you?”

“Sure! Draco would love that, wouldn’t you Dray?” Harry said excited, looking over at Draco mischievously. Draco sighed before nodding. The waitress came back to the table with their drinks and food. It seemed Harry had ordered a muffin and green tea while Draco ordered the spice tea. The waitress also brought his order of spice tea.

“Merci.” Gambit took a sip of his tea and almost moaned at the taste. “How do you like your tea, Draco? The spice tea is the best.”

“It is pretty good.” Draco took another sip and let out a smile that rivaled that of an angel. Or at least that’s what Gambit perceived.

“So where are you from Remy?” Harry asked, looking between the two.

“From New Orleans. And yourself?” Gambit said, smiling at them.

“Britain. We’re travelling around, seeing the sights and such.” Draco said offhandedly, making Harry giggle.

“Very nice. You know, I could show you some places.”

They continued to talk for a few minutes, enjoying their drinks. Draco would roll his eyes but would always have a slight smile on his face. He continued to glance over to the mutant, though he did not know he was one. Gambit hoped the blonde felt the connection that he did.

“Thank you, Remy, but we really must be going.” Draco stood up, throwing some money on the table. Harry stood up, with a bit of difficulty, but nodded his head in agreement. Gambit stood up as well.

“So soon, petit amour?” Gambit asked, making Draco blush. It seemed his blond knew a bit of French. They walked out of the café together, Gambit and Draco side by side, while Harry right behind them. Draco opened his mouth to say something when a scream rang through the air, and something exploded. More screams were heard and people started running.

“Draco!” Harry yelled scared, holding his stomach protectively. Draco grabbed Harry’s arm, pulling them near the edge of the buildings, away from the panicking people. Gambit was right beside them, protecting them both from the pushing crowd. “What in bloody hell is going on?”

Another explosion occurred, making the building they were standing next to shake dangerously.

“Draco, we have to get out of here.” Harry said worriedly, Draco nodding in agreement.

“Come mon ami. We must get out of this crowd or else it might be trouble.” Gambit pulled them down an alley, trying to dodge people and using his power to make sure no one got to close. A building to their left started to shake.

“Well look what we have here.” A frog like boy hopped off the side of the building, smiling sadistically at them. “Come to join the party, Gambit?”

“Get lost Toad!” Gambit glared, pulling out his cards in warning.

Toad glared back, croaking angrily.

“Don’t be like that. You know you want to join the brotherhood!” Toad jumped over to another building to the right of them, croaking.

Draco and Harry stood behind him, looking wary at the frog-like man. Draco had his arms wrapped protectively around Harry. The pregnant teen groaned, grabbing his stomach. Toad lunged forward but Gambit was faster, throwing some charged cards at him, which exploded on contact, blowing Toad across the street.

“Bloody hell.” Draco whispered, eyes trained on Gambit.

“Come on!” Gambit yelled, shuffling the two farther away from the destruction. Once they made it to his car, a little black four door, he got them in before taking off.

“Where are you taking us?” Draco demanded, glaring at the mutant. He seemed to be a little shaken up at Gambit’s display of powers.

“Somewhere safe.” Gambit glanced in the rearview mirror. “Xavier’s Institute for higher learning.”

Xxxx

Draco pulled Harry closer to his side as they sat in the back of Remy’s car. On one hand, the man had saved them from the frog-like man that Remy had called ‘Toad’ but they didn’t really know the man. For all they knew, he could be a death eater, taking them to Voldemort, or Dumbledore. Draco decided to wait til they got to this ‘institute’ before judging on whether to run or not.

“Draco, I think he is okay.” Harry whispered, rubbing his stomach gently. “He’s like Logan and everyone at the labs.”

Draco wanted to object but didn’t want to upset or stress Harry more then he probably already was. He just nodded, relaxing into the seat. Everything was going good til Harry got let out a pained gasp, grabbing his stomach.

“Harry…Harry what’s wrong?” Draco asked, worried as he analyzed the pained expression on his friend’s face.

“I think…ahh….I think Lucas has decided ahh….its time.” Harry panted in pain, a wince on his face. Draco looked at him in alarm.

“What?! Now? Why the bloody hell now?? Can’t it wait til we find our parents? I can’t deliver a baby Harry!” Draco kept rambling on. Gambit glanced in the rear view mirror.

“Should I be heading to a hospital? There is one not too far…”

“NO!” Harry and Draco yelled simultaneously, making Gambit jump in surprise.

“Your school is for those people with powers right?” Draco asked, still looking panicked.

“Yes, Dr. McCoy is the best physician you can find.” Gambit answered.

“Well, then let’s find him!” Harry yelled angrily, as another shock of pain went through him. Since he wasn’t a female, he didn’t have the right equipment to birth the baby naturally. That meant that he would have to have a caesarean section to get his baby out. Another pain hit him. “Can’t you drive any faster!”

To say Gambit followed the speed limit would be a lie.

Xxxx

Logan was agitated with everyone in the whole damn school. Jean kept trying to talk to him about his feelings, and Scott kept following her around and glaring at him because he thought he was trying to ‘steal’ her from him. Rogue had followed him around all day because Bobby was hanging out with Kitty and Gambit had gone shopping. ‘More like shop lifting’ he thought with a scoff.

She had followed him into the kitchen during breakfast, then into the living room when he tried to read the newspaper. It would be one thing if all she did was follow him, but she talked the entire time. When he first met her, he thought her country accent was kind of sexy. Now he really wouldn’t mind never hearing one ever again.

Not only them, but kids from his classes were constantly coming up to him, asking him all kinds of questions. He wouldn’t care if it was legitimate questions, like about his class or such. But no, it was about stupid shit like if he had seen Jamie with Tommy, would he like to play video games, did he see the last episode of ‘sex in the city’ and more stuff he couldn’t care less about, or even knew anything about. Sometime during his stay at the school he had somehow become their ‘buddy’.

He growled as he slashed a tree in half, causing a loud crash, and other trees around it to fall. He should be out looking for his mate, not playing babysitter for a bunch of bratty kids with super powers.

“Oh! That’s where you went Logan…” Rogue said as she walked up to him. He growled low in his throat. “So, what I was sayin was that…” She stopped when she saw a car pull up into the school parking lot. “Gambit’s back! Let’s go see what he…”

Her voice trailed off as a scent assaulted his sensitive nose. His blood seemed to pulse through his veins as his heart speeded up, almost jumping out of his chest. He knew that scent. He had dreamed of the owner of that scent for months now. Logan inhaled the scent one more time, before heading to the door. While he had been in his own little world, the occupants of the car had made their way inside the large school. All he had to do now was follow the scent to his prize. His mate.

“Logan? Where you going? Hey!” Rogue huffed in annoyance as he took off, ignoring her. “What the hell is with the men in this school…” She grumbled before heading back inside to find Gambit.

Gambit talk: (Courtesy of Google translator)

1 Petit Amour (Darling)

2 Le changement est a venir bientot (Change is soon to come)

3 Bonjour Madame (Good Morning Ma’am)

4 Non merci (No Thank you)

5 Seul le temps dira (Only time will tell)

6 Avoir une bonne journee (Have a good day)

7 Bonjour belle fleur (Hello beautiful flower)

8 mon ami (my friend)
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