[ EU ] A young boy with a lightning scar on his forehead is accidentally taken to Xavier 's school for gifted youngsters .

A regal looking dark-skinned woman walked out to greet the young boy standing at the bottom of the steps outside with his dirty old suitcase and a small cage that housed a white owl. She shook hands with the boy and greeted him. 
 
 `` You must be Mr. Potter. My name is Storm,'' said the woman. `` I'm the headmistress here at Jean Grey School for Higher Learning.'' 
 
 `` Err...'' muttered the young boy nervously. `` I thought this was meant to be H-'' 
 
 `` Oh, pardon me!'' exclaimed Storm. `` I'm so sorry, all these timelines are so confusing. I meant to say welcome to Xavier's... ummm... Xavier... BEAST!'' 
 
 `` Yah?'' came a distant reply from a few stories up through the open window. A small furry, blue head popped out of the window and looked down. 
 
 `` Beast! These timelines are so confusing. Are we the school for youngsters only or for the older ones too right now?'' shouted Storm. 
 
 `` The older ones too,'' answered Beast and then returned to whatever work he was previously doing. 
 
 `` Right. Sorry about that,'' said Storm, regaining her composure. She looked back at the boy. `` Right. Welcome to the Xavier Institute of Higher Learning. Please follow me.'' The young boy with the lightning scar on his forehead, anxiously followed the woman into the mansion. He was too nervous to speak up and ask as to why he was at this so-called Xavier Institute rather than at Hogwarts, the school for witchcraft and wizardry. 
 
 Inside the mansion, it was mostly empty except for a couple of students running to and fro. There was one man waiting for them in the foyer. He was rather short and was clad in tight yellow spandex. The young boy felt a tingle in his nether regions and a slight sense of excitement rippled through his pubescent body. He tried his best to suppress his thoughts as the man spoke. 
 
 `` Logan, meet our new recruit, Mr. Potter,'' said Storm, introducing the young child to Wolverine. 
 
 `` Look, Ororo,'' said Wolverine, slightly annoyed. `` How much longer do I got ta do these stupid newbie induction ceremonies?'' 
 
 `` Like I said, Logan'' replied Storm. `` This is punishment for what you did in Manhattan last week. You're on induction duty for the rest of this month.'' Wolverine groaned. 
 
 `` Ca n't you just get Hisako to do it?'' Storm shook her head at Wolverine's request. `` Arggh. Fine. What's this kid's power anyways? The power of mutism and social awkwardness?'' Harry Potter blushed. 
 
 `` He's a special one,'' said Storm in response. `` Rachel Summers found young Harry Potter after Hank installed the new upgrade in Cerebro. She says that he has the ability to talk to snakes.'' 
 
 `` Yes! Finally!'' exclaimed a man who happened to walking through the foyer at that moment. `` Finally someone with a lamer superpower than me!'' 
 
 `` Shut the fuck up, Cypher,'' growled Wolverine. `` Now make yourself useful and go translate some foreign movies or something.'' 
 
 Just as the meeting between Storm, Wolverine and Harry was about the conclude, Harry Potter fell onto his knees and clutched his head in agony. His lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead was burning with pain and even began to glow as if on fire. 
 
 `` What is it Snakeboy?'' asked Wolverine. `` Someone coming? It's Viper, is n't it? I still got a score to settle with her. If it's that Connors guy, the Lizard, I'm out of it. You call Parker to deal with that one. Is he still part of the Fantastic Four? God, I hate these timelines, they're so confusing.'' 
 
 The foyer went dark and the windows instantly shattered. A dark figure floated down into the room from outside. It was a bald man, without a nose, draped in black. The stranger looked at the three standing in front of him and pointed a thin, bony finger at Harry. 
 
 `` Oh great,'' muttered Wolverine. `` Who invited ol' noseless Red Skull to Potter's welcoming party?'ey bub! Your face ai n't red no more. So are you just'The Skull' now?'' The bald stranger glared at Wolverine. 
 
 `` I'll get Scott,'' whispered Storm and began to back away. 
 
 `` No,'' said Wolverine and placed a hand on her shoulder. `` I'll call Rogers at Avengers HQ. This guy's one of Cap's enemies. Not our place to deal with him. You know how it works here. We deal with muties, Spidey deals with the animal ones, FF deals with interdimensional freaks and Avengers deal with all these freakin' Nazis and Hydra shit. It's how things have always been.'' 
 
 `` The boy who lived...'' said the stranger eerily as he slowly pulled out a wooden wand from his pocket. ``... come to die.'' 
 
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