Okay this is the last set up chapter before Lorna goes to Hogwarts. Also there will be a brotherhood of mutants of sorts in Hogwarts. I will also have quite a few students with powers. Some will come from the DC universe others will come From Marvel. Also I will be using the ultimate marvel universe for the origin of the sentinels. I just think that line of comics is more hardcore and realistic. As such I have just one final thing to say.

I do not own DC Marvel comics or Harry Potter. This story is entirely for fun.

Xavier's School for the gifted Britain Branch Six years since the arrival of Polaris.

The sun was rising on another summer day over the institute. The birds where singing the flowers where blooming, and the morning sun shined down on the remains of giant killer robots. Scattered around the campus in twisted heaps of wreaked metal. Most of said robots had been decapitated. While this would be cause for panic in many places around the world. At this school it was to be expected. As this school was a target for the frightened and the hateful. For nearly thirty years these robotic abominations had been the bane for Meta humans worldwide. Having killed nearly ten million Meta humans since there commissioning. They were called many things Metal Devils, the bringers of death, the metal legion. But to all there true name was simply Sentinels. Created by the now dead Bolivar Trask. A genius surpassed only by his hatred. He had built the Sentinels on orders from the United States government. To handle a threat he himself had helped create. There purpose was simple and vicious. Wipe out any individuals with super powers or those suspected to have them. While that program had been wiped out the system was still in use by many evil men.

The robots numbered twelve in all. Each in there prime would tower at a staggering forty feet high. Humanoid in shape each one had an odd purple and black paint job. These towering behemoths of death where equipped with the most advanced weaponry available. Capable of handling all but the strongest of Meta humans. Fully functional just one was able to destroy a city with ease. While there sensor equipment could detect even the slightest power within a person. While one of the deadliest weapons they did have their weaknesses. Energy blasts at the joints could cripple them. While destroying the main sensors in the eyes crippled the targeting abilities. While tank type Meta humans targeted the legs. Crippled they were easily swarmed. Learning how to face these monsters was just one of the many skills taught at this school. Not to wage war but to protect their fellow Meta humans. Thus when they had attacked in the middle of the night. The staff and upper classmen made swift work of them. Out of the many that attacked only one came within fifty feet of the school. Yet the most startling thing about these monsters was the symbol on their shoulders. A symbol that instantly gave away who had sent these killers to the school. For printed proudly on each of these metal engines of genocide was the symbol of the single most infamous 'law' enforcement agency on earth. Legendary for their complete and utter disregard for international law. They were the Strategic hazard intervention espionage and logistics department. Otherwise known as the SHIELD agency. A law enforcement group that had broken more laws then any criminal group active in the world. They were a group that believed the ends always justified the means.

In her office Emma Frost at first glance appeared calm and collected. But if one had known her well. They could tell the woman was ready to inflict a great deal of harm on someone. Still dressed in her white combat uniform. A sleek white form fitting cat suit. With one inch thick armor plating wherever it didn't hinder mobility. Along with a heavy white trench coat with raised Xs on the shoulders. Her arms where crossed as she glared at the monitor on her desk. Her voice did little to hide her fury. Only the many years of mental discipline gained from her powers stopped her from yelling at the man before her. With venom practically dripping from her voice she said with cold fury to the man on the monitor. "You had no right to send those monstrosities here Fury. Do you have any idea just how any laws you have broken here! I swear when I am done with you not even a million Sentinels will save you!" If she had the power and could get away with it. She would have reduced the man before her into a mindless vegetable then and there.

From the monitor came an amused chuckle. As the man on the screen looked her dead in the eye. Said man appeared to be in his late forties. With pepper grey hair his right eye was hidden by an eye patch. While the rest of his body was unseen on the monitor. This was the director of SHIELD Nick Fury. One of the few solders to still be serving in the armed forces since world war two. The secret of his longevity was highly sought after. Since taking over as director of SHIELD he had been absolutely ruthless. Suspected of countless crimes yet no proof could be found. His obsession with making super solders was legendary. The results of his quest to recreate the fabled Captain America had resulted in some of the most feared Meta criminals in the world. Looking Frost in the eye Fury said with no fear whatsoever. "Relax Frost it's better for your health. Now I had every right to send those Sentinels there. You are after all harboring not one but two fugitives of the United States government. As well as stolen property of said government. I have every right to apprehend them as I see fit. If some potential enemies get taken out in the process all the better." The grin he then gave her caused her blood to boil. As his total disregard for the lives of the children under her care was clear.

Her glare increased tenfold as she looked at him and said. "You know full well that neither Lorna nor Jacob have ever set foot on American soil. You just want another set of Alpha class kinetics under your control. As for Laura you were told several times she is an official citizen of Britain. She is not your weapon nor will she ever be again. As we speak the prime minister is meeting with your president to shut you down fury. This was a clear act of war!" With a grin he merely looked at her and said. "Oh and what would possibly make him shut down SHIELD? Especially when he authorized the sentinels in the first place. Laura did after all try to kill him and his family two days ago." Though she knew if such an attack happened Laura could not have done it. She had no real way to prove it without revealing she was in the school. The narrowing of her eyes was all he needed to see. With that same knowing grin he said smugly. "Have a nice day." With that the screen went blank. Leaving only the reflection of her face in the screen. The fury in her eyes threatened to melt the monitor into molten glass and plastic.

With a glare she spun her chair around. While she ran threw a mental exercise to rid her mind of the rage that threatened to lash out. With her powers that could endanger her charges. That was something she would never do if she had the power to prevent it. A lesson she had learned the hard way many years ago. Looking out her window she watched as her students where hard at work repairing the damage from the latest attack. Every last one of her students was helping the cleanup. It was at times like this she was most proud of her students. Their strength gave her hope for the future. The dream her own teacher instilled in her lived on threw them. With a slight frown she thought over her situation.

Fury won't stop until he has at least one of those three. I may have jumped the gun bringing multiple alpha classes here. But that is a moot point now. Jacob is the easiest to hide. With his power over time he could be hidden with ease. He always has wanted to visit the Savage land. With the number of nations protecting it he would have to be insane to send even one solder there. We just have to send him there at a convenient 'time'. If that fails I could use what we discovered with his help to bribe Fury. Though THAT would need to be a last resort. Laura is only slightly less easy. With her training she could probably hide right in Fury's office. But the hard part is getting her to willingly hide. She has just too much pride. I may need to get that brute Logan to convince her. If that fails my old friends in the Hellfire club owe me a few favors. A shame I may have to waste them on something so trivial. The hardest one will be Lorna. Her powers make her nearly impossible not to track. The girl is practically a third magnetic pole. No doubt Fury has a slew of Satellites focused on her magnetic signature. We could keep her here but that would risk more attacks. I can't risk the other students and he knows that. I need to find someplace to hide her. At least until we can deal with him once and for all. Someplace not even Fury will find her. The question is where. Where in the world would be blind to SHIELD?"

Looking at the distant remains of a Sentinel she had one last thought.

"I may have to support operation Liberator after all"

Little did she know in the answer to her problems would arrive like magic.

In northern Scotland rested an ancient castle. Well over ten times larger than any castle in the known world. It had for massive tower covered in battlements. Each one over fifteen stories tall. In the heart of the castle lay the great hall. From outside this massive chamber one could see an elegant stained glass window. This window depicted the four founders of the school. While one the western side lay three massive green houses. Around the school linked by paths and bridges where several smaller buildings. One was filled with over a hundred owls. While another which had seen better days was clearly a blacksmith forge. Though said forge hadn't been used in years. Another was a small hut just large enough for a single person to live in. The last few buildings where empty at the moment. This was Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A school founded nearly one thousand years ago to allow people to harness the gift that was magic.

In one of the many rooms within this ancient school lay the book of arrivals. A massive tome requiring six strong men to lift from its stone pedestal. Said tome was as old as the school itself. Many believed it to be even older than that. With worn aged pages filled with the names of potential students. A large golden quill floated above the pages. Slowly writing down the names of children and where they lived down to the room they slept in. Next to each many of these names was a simple word "muggleborn". While next to others was the word Pureblood. Lastly next the several names were the word half-blood. The dragon leather cover held the crest of the school. While around the pedestal lay six smaller ones in a hexagon. On each of these lay a small smooth lump of solid gold. Engraved on each of these was a series of runes. These rune sigils where the secret to the books power. For spread out across the British Isles hidden under the most powerful of charms. Where identical lumps of gold each weighing in at just over a ton. These runes create a detection charm over most of Britain. Able to detect when a witch or wizard first developed there magic. After that it would record where they lived and if they already where apart of the Wizarding world. If they were already aware of magic then they would simply receive a letter by owl. If they weren't then a member of the school's staff would deliver the letter personally to explain. It was on the second to last page that one name stood out. Written clear as day was the name and address. "Lorna Polaris Dane, Xavier Institute for the gifted district six. Third floor second door on the right." Next to her name was the word Half-blood.

In the highest tower lay the office of the Headmaster of the school. A massive room with two floors. The walls where covered in painting of past headmasters and shelves filled with books. While the headmaster's desk was a sight to behold. On a shelf behind the desk lay a shelf filled with various silver instruments. Each one floated several inches off the surface. While several of the horns released several puffs of colored smoke. On a large perch next to the desk rested a creature thought to be a myth. At first glance it appeared to be a massive red hawk. While its tail feathers reached over a foot long. Yet it was when one got close that they could fell a gentle heat radiate from the bird. This was a bird that was said to be immortal. Reborn from its own ashes. It was considered by many a symbol of rebirth and life. The name of the Bird was Fawkes a Phoenix one of the most powerful creatures in the world.

Sitting at his desk headmaster Dumbledore looked every bit the kind grandfather he tried to make everyone think he was. His odd multi colored robes where a sight to behold. While with a twinkle in his eyes he looked at his assembled staff with pride. For over half of them where members of his group the order of the Phoenix. A secret group founded to battles dark lords six hundred years ago. Now it was a shadow of its former glory. As it was now the private army of the headmaster. Many of those before him where the best in their respective fields. Four of them he had personally taught before he had become headmaster. His gaze went for a moment on his newest teachers. Two of them he had been waiting to get in the school for nearly eleven years. Now with their son coming to Hogwarts they finally accepted his offer. Now he could gain greater influence over them and their son. The third was another matter entirely. He was the key to the "test" he had arranged. A test that would be used for his longest running plan. One over ninety years in the making.

Looking at his staff he smiled and said warmly. "Welcome my friends. I hope you all had a pleasant trip. I know you are all very busy so I will try to make this brief. This year will have the largest arriving class in nearly twenty years. Nearly one hundred fifty students will be arriving. Of those forty three are Muggleborn or half-blood. So I need each of you to do the introductory meeting. Minerva I know you do a wonderful job so if you would please take the more difficult ones. Lilly and James this is your first time so please remember that Muggles need to be exposed to us slowly. Try to ease the parents into the fact magic exists." He had to fight to keep the disgust of muggles from his voice. He was a man who believed that those with power had the right to rule over those without power. Yet he was also cunning enough to hide in the shadows and let others do his work for him. The nods from his staff made him smile even more. In his mind they were nothing more than puppets dancing to his whims. As they one by one left to get there assigned children he continued his plotting for the year. He could leave nothing to chance.

A short while later at the top of one of the towers. Lilly Potter looked out over the grounds of Hogwarts with a saddened gaze. As a child she had fallen in love with these lands. Growing older she had hoped her future children would attend the school. It was this thought that had started it. When she thought of the daughter she had left on a doorstep like a coward. As the tears fell her hands clutched the necklace around her neck. The small crystal gave off a fain glow. It was the sole comfort she had. The sole thing that let her know her daughter was at least alive. Alone she cried as she thought of her lost Harriet. While in the doorway behind her James Potter looked at her with that same pained expression. Unable to help her in anyway. Once he had gone to the orphanage to at least see her. Yet not a single child had so much as resembled her. He could only hope she had found a good home. That was five years ago. Now his son was about to attend Hogwarts. A school by all rights his Daughter should have attended as well. While he was about to teach at that same school. All to be closer to his child. To protect him from anyone who dared harm him. As he had failed to protect his daughter.

The next day had nearly half the sentinels removed from the campus. The remains were being loaded into military vehicles to be analyzed. Any evidence they could get against SHEILD was welcome. While those in relatively good condition would be sent to be repaired and reserviced. Only now they would be reprogrammed to defend all people equally. Instead of slaughtering one lone minority. Aiding the military where the upper classmen. A brief freedom from there classes. While the younger students stayed inside for their own safety. As they attended there classes trying to move one from the attack. Their ability to deal with such things gave many around the world hope for the future.

At the main entrance a soft pop could be heard. As the telltale sign of an apparition sounded. Like a pop in the air a short man appeared. Said man was at best only four feet high. Dressed in a formal suit he appeared to be there for an important meeting. While at first glance he appeared normal. A closer look revealed that there was something different about him besides his size. For starters his ears where slightly pointed. While his nose seemed slightly longer than normal. His hair was slicked back as his eyes held curiosity in them. As he looked over the mansion and the nearby grounds with curiosity. The man never saw the remains of the sentinels due to them attacking the back of the school. As he was about to knock on the door he froze completely. Not a single muscle moved as his hand was inches from the door. It was only after several moments that he resumed his movement. Completely unaware of his prior state. With his right hand raised he pointed his pointer finger at the large iron knocker on the door. With a flick of his finger the large iron knocker did its job. Three loud thuds could be heard echoing threw the other side of the door. As he waited for the door to open he thought to himself.

"With such a large estate Miss Dane may be aware of our world after all. Which will make my day all the easier."

As his thoughts ended he heard the large wooden door begin to open. Putting on a smile he prepared to complete the task he was given. Yet when the door opened he froze at the sight that greeted him. As he stared in awe of what had opened the door. Only his life as a wizard prepared him for what he saw. Standing calmly in the doorway could only be described as a Weretiger. The large anthropomorphic Tiger stood at a towering seven feet tall. His face was slightly more on the tiger side. While still able to show human expressions. His body was completely covered in White and black fur. The black stripes almost looking like tribal marks. While his blue eyes looked down at him with mild curiosity. He was dressed in a simple pair of black cargo pants and a grey T shirt. His tail swayed behind him slowly. Regaining his composer the small man said with a hint of nervousness.

"Greetings my name is Filius Flitwick I am here to see a Miss Lorna Dane. May I see her please?"

The small man looked at what he thought was the door guard with mild worry. As he was about to find some other way to find the girl the Tigerman said calmly. His voice holding a slight purr behind it. "Sure I'll take you to see the headmistress. She's the one you want to see." It was only when the person spoke that he had all new questions. As the tigerman motioned for him to follow him he mentally checked for any wards or other means to prevent his escape. While he began to follow the odd man before him. In his youth he had traveled the world. Studying many charms and spells. Never had he ever heard of a magical creature like the one before him. The closest he could think of was a werewolf, and this young man was to calm and aware to be like those beasts. As he walked by several rooms it had dawned on him. The mansion he now walked in was not some home for an elite noble or rich family. No as he passed by rooms he realized he was walking threw a school. Yet this was unlike any school he had ever heard of. The students where unlike anything he had ever seen. Coming from a man that taught in a school of magic that was saying something.

As they walked down one hall he stopped at an open door. Inside he saw a small class filled with ten students. That wasn't what caused him to stop. No it was the large three foot wide ball of fire in the teacher's outstretched hand. As she held up the ball of orange flame she looked at her students and said calmly. "Alright now what is the difference between flame generation and flame Manipulation?" As he looked in the class amazed he almost lost his guide. Only a short sprint caused him to catch up with him. After three more halls they stopped at a large oak door. Looking down at him the tigerman said calmly. "Miss Frost is almost done with her class now. Feel free to go in." As he walked away Filius looked at him and asked curious. "Just who are you?" Looking back with a feral grin the Tigerman said. "The names Tigro I'm the art teacher." With that he left the man to meet the headmistress alone.

Regaining his composure the he gently knocked one the door. Waiting several seconds until he heard a woman's voice say calmly. "Enter." Opening the door he saw eight teenagers sitting in front of the headmistress of the school Emma frost. Clad in her usual white clothes she was teaching a class. Looking at the students she said calmly. "Class is dismissed I want a ten page report on the effects of anti-matter in the negative zone by Thursday." As they began to leave Filius moved out of the way. As one student was almost out the door she turned and walked back to the desk. Picking up her book she looked at the teacher and said. "Thank you Miss Frost." With a smile she replied. "You're welcome Katherine." As she walked towards the now closed door Filius was about to warn her. Only to pale as the girl walked right through the door as if it was air. Looking at the woman for answers he saw her hold up a copy of the book the girl took and said. "Physics why don't you have a seat Mister Flitwick, We have much to discuss." With caution he took the seat if front of her. Looking at her he could tell she was a well-educated woman. As he was about to explain why he was there she beat him to it. With a hint of amusement in her voice she said calmly.

"I must say mister Flitwick your arrival is most fortunate. By before we get to the matter of Miss Dane I know there are certain questions you have about this school and the students." Stunned he could barely nod his head. With a slight sigh she looked at him and said. "Very well this school's sole purpose is to teach a select group of people. Not unlike your establishment. Yes I know all about you school. Personally I have known about the existence of magic for years. But that is another story. As for how I know where you're from and why you are here." She then seemed to focus slightly more at him. What happened next shocked him to his very core. As he heard the woman's voice not with his ears but with his mind. "Did you honestly think you wizards where the only ones with powers." On reflex he reached for the wand in his sleeve. Only to find that he couldn't move his arm. Fear crept into him until she said bluntly. "If I had wished you harm you would already be ash. Now relax and listen." With that she began to explain the origin of her school and her students.

With a mental grin Emma Frost had found the solution to her problem.

Well that was a dozy of a chapter. Sorry for the wait but my laptop died and that just snowballed out of control. I am still planning on continuing this slowly. I started another story and will try to balance the two. If you have any ideas for characters let me know. I was thinking of having Hagrid as the Juggernaut.