I own nothing that you may or may not recognize which is Harry Potter and X-Men.
"Professor Xavier, are you sure this is such a good idea?" I asked, "You and I both know I don't want to be here..."
"Harper you know why you need to be here, it's dangerous for others to around you right now and at least until you learn control, you need to stay."
"But, I can hardly control my other powers, what if I hurt someone? Besides, I probably won't make it past the first day without being humiliated, and no one will like me, so you see I really should just leave with you now. Please?" I begged in what I hoped was a pleading voice.
"Harper you and I both know you're going to be fine here. This will be good for you, you hardly ever leave the school unless someone forces you to, you have become secluded and it's not good for you".
"So? I like solitude" I snap back upset he was leaving me here.
"You're just going to have to get used to interacting with more than the same handful of people starting with the Headmaster" He said calmly.
"Headmaster Dumbledore? I'm assuming I will have to talk to him?" I said with a slight pout.
"Yes child you will, and you are to be polite and kind, is that understood? You and I both know you are perfectly capable of doing so." replied Professor Xavier
"Yes sir" I sighed.
Me and Professor Xavier continued walking down a long hall towards a giant stone gargoyle which according to an intimidating looking lady who introduced herself as Professor Minerva McGonagall was supposedly the entrance to the headmaster's office.
Once we were standing in front of the gargoyle Professor Xavier said the password (which was sugar quills) and the whole statue turned into a staircase.
As we made our way up the staircase I couldn't help but think about the life I was leaving behind. Me and my family lived in a small house in Colorado. When I was eight my parents kicked me out of the house because I was a mutant. Although I would'ent miss my traitor parents I will always miss my twin brother Hunter. We were extremely close and did everything together we aren't identical twins but we still look almost exactly alike sometimes we would even be mistaken for the other, since we're not identical twins he did'ent get the mutant gene, and even though I miss him I'm glad he didn't and got to live a normal life.
After about two years of living on the streets causing chaos with my mutant powers that I couldn't control, Charles Xavier found me and brought me to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, where I went to school and made a few friends along with an enemy or two, I was happier there then I had been since I developed my mutant powers, so, I've been living there since then.
Then, two months ago, strange unexplainable things started happening whenever I was upset or angry like my hair floating or glass near me shattering. Turns out I'm a witch and I would have been forced to come to a wizarding school sooner but my mutant powers stopped my magic from manifesting until now. Professor Xavier knows Professor Dumbledore, so he told him about me and my unique circumstances, so here I am at Hogwarts four years behind everyone else my age. I really hope I'm not in classes with all the younger children, if I am I'm gonna leave.
"Harper? Harper, are you listening to me?"
"What?" I said coming back to reality.
"We're going in now are you ready?" he said. "No, but I guess I don't have much of a choice do I?" I replied sarcastically.
"You guessed correctly," He said knocking on the huge wooden double doors in front of us.
I heard a faint "Come in" and Professor Xavier pushed open the doors with his telekinesis. As we walked into the room I couldn't help but gasp in awe of everything in the office, there were moving painting like the ones we saw on our way up and huge stone pillars.
But there were also what had to be hundreds of trinkets and bits and bobs on shelves all over the room I also saw an old hat up on a shelf, and thousands of books, but the most amazing thing in the whole room was without a dought the fiery red bird sitting on a railing.
If I had to guess what it was I would say it was a phoenix and for all, I knew I could very well be right, with how little I knew about the world I had just been thrust into, I tucked away the memory of the bird for later.
After taking everything in I realized I hadn't even heard the professor's conversation looking towards them I realized Professor Dumbledore who was standing near his desk was tall and thin, with silver hair and beard so long that they can be tucked into his belt. He had a very long and crooked nose that looks as if it has been broken at least twice. He was wearing silver-grey robes and half-moon spectacles on his nose.
"Ah Harper It's nice to finally meet you, I'm also very glad that you seem to appreciate my collections, I'm Albus Dumbledore".
"It's an honor to meet you sir, and I would like to thank you for taking me on here, especially under such unusual circumstances" I replied nervously shocked at how many words had left my mouth.
"Ah yes I would like to discuss a few things with you. First of all, I assumed you would feel quite uncomfortable being sorted in the middle of the year so I would like to ask you if you would like to be sorted here and then stay with the rest of the fourth years and take your classes with them?" asked Professor Dumbledore.
glancing over to Xavier I said in an obviously relieved voice "I would very much prefer to be sorted here and stay with the other fourth years."
"very well then," he said walking over a shelf he plucked up the old hat I had seen earlier. Turning back around he continued saying"we'll sort you now"
On the flight over to Scotland, Professor Xavier had explained to me about the four houses of Hogwarts and the sorting hat, that still didn't prepare me from having a voice talking in my head, and I know what your thinking "you literally have a telepath as your teacher how could this not be normale?" well to answer that question I don't like people in my head I had a few bad experiences with telepaths and Xavier kindly respected my requests and kept out of my head.
So when an unfamiliar voice in my head announced that he had "It was quite uncommon for someone to be sorted in the middle of the year" I will admit I jumped a little.
After laughing at my expense he started poking around in my mind randomly saying random things like "oh very shy, unless angry but also very kind, quite smart and devious." When at last he announced that overall I was "Very courageous even if I didn't think myself to be in the least bit brave".
By the time the sorting hat announced out loud that I was to be a Griffindor I was past ready to rip the mind-reading hat off my head, which I did.
Handing the hat back to dumbledore I did not miss the pleased look which passed between him and Xavier.
"Well then," said Dumbledore I will leave you two to say your goodbyes then Harper if you would meet me outside I will guide you to the great hall."
"Alright, thank you professor" I said grateful I wouldn't have to find the great hall on my own.
When Professor Dumbledore left I turned back towards Professor Xavier.
"I don't like goodbyes"
"I know Harper but they are a part of life"
"I know but that still does not mean I have to like them... I'll miss you, professor, will you tell everyone else that I miss them and that I hope they're doing well, oh and that I will be home for Christmas break and I'll be back this summer and.."
"Of course Harper and I will miss you as well, we all will," Xavier said cutting me off from my ramblings.
"If I still don't like it by the end of the month then can I leave? Please?" I try one more time.
Xavier Laughs at me telling me that I have nothing to worry about. The nerve of him laughing at me.
After saying goodbye Xavier leaves and I'm alone in the office. After a few minutes of gathering the courage the sorting hat said I apparently had I walked out the doors and over to professor Dumbledore.
Hello people who probably aren't reading my garbage story, I just want to say that this is my first ever story and I'm sorry for all the incorrect punctuation I am admittedly horrible at it, and if you are reading this, congratulation to you for managing to get to the end of the page I am honestly shocked that you did, but at the same time, I would like to thank you, so thank you.
Also, I'm going to try and post a chapter once every week maybe two if anyone wants to know, so byeeeee!