The fear was surreal. Being backed into a corner wasn't something Harry was familiar with. Most people never had the guts to mess with him like this. Especially after he had risen to fame by virtue of his accomplishments. He tried to worm his way out of this one, but he knew that Zavier had nothing to lose by outing him. No matter how he looked at it, he was screwed. Maybe indulging the boy wouldn't be a bad idea. The price to pay was too great. After all, what Zavier was asking wasn't unreasonable.
"Look like I have no other option here. Well, I guess we have a deal then."
"You guess? Harry I'm gonna need to be a little bit more definitive. Do we have a deal or not?"
Harry? He couldn't believe the fact that the teenager had really called him by his first name.
"Fine!" he snapped. "Deal!"
