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Thank you again to the everyone who followed, favorited, and wrote a review for my story! It means a lot to me, and I really appreciate it. Also, I had to delete this chapter and reupload it. There is one thing I have to say before you read chapter 4: I've updated the cover! c: I drew the cover myself, I hope you guys like it! Right now, Draco is wearing the Hogwarts unsorted uniform, I do not want to give his future house away. That's all I have to say, enjoy chapter four!

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When Tony woke up the next, he woke up to see Pepper out of bed. What time is it? Tony thought to himself as he sat up, glancing over at the clock. It was 10:30 in the morning, Pepper must have woken up earlier, maybe around 9:30. The inventor sighed as he got out of bed, walking out of the bedroom and heading to the kitchen.

When he entered the kitchen, Pepper and Draco were both at the table, eating breakfast. Pepper must have made scrambled eggs and bacon, because Tony could smell it before he walked into the kitchen. Draco's plate had a little bit of food left on it, which happened to be scrambled eggs. Pepper had two pieces of bacon on her plate, and was starting to eat her scrambled eggs. Tony walked over to them, looking right at Pepper. "Hey Pep, can I talk to you? Privately?" Tony spoke up, grabbing her attention. She gave him a nod, before glancing over at Draco, who finished the rest of his food. "Draco, would you mind going to your room for a few minutes?" She asked her son, setting her fork down on her plate. "No, I don't mind," Draco said, as he got up from his seat, and left the kitchen, leaving his plate at the table. Pepper began to call his name to have Draco come back and grab his plate, but Tony interrupted. "No need Pep, I'll put it away after we talk," Tony said, sitting down in Draco's seat, looking over towards towards Pepper.

"What's wrong Tony?" Pepper would ask Tony, looking over towards him, "Something must be wrong, if you didn't want Draco to be included." Tony let out a sigh, closing his eyes for a moment. "It's about Draco," Tony said, opening his eyes once again and looking up towards him. "What about Draco?" Pepper would ask him, looking at him with a concerned expression. "I think he's a mutant, Pep," Tony said with a serious tone and expression. "Why do you think he's a mutant? Because of what happened yesterday morning?" Tony gave her a nod.

"Yes, because of what happened yesterday morning. What Draco did yesterday was not normal, it wasn't like a static shock," Tony explained to her, "I was actually electrocuted, and I even asked J.A.R.V.I.S. for his opinion." "When did you ask J.A.R.V.I.S.? You spent the whole day with Draco, I don't think you would have asked him in front of our son," Pepper questioned him again, hoping Tony wouldn't mind all of these questions. "I spoke to him when both of you were asleep. J.A.R.V.I.S. said there was some kind of energy around him when it happened," Tony continued to explain, letting out another sigh. Pepper gave him a nod, understanding. "If he is a mutant, I'm honestly nervous how other people will treat him. I know that the majority of the United States do not like mutants," Tony said, with a concerned expression on his face. "And if he truly is a mutant, I don't think he should go to Xavier's school for Gifted Youngsters. For one reason, Draco is too young, and two, I do not want Draco to go across the country."

Pepper gave a nod in agreement. "I agree, if he truly is a mutant, I don't think he should attend that school either." "And one final thing, if he truly is a mutant, I will support him. He is my son, I'm not going to judge him for what he is." Pepper nodded in agreement again, before speaking up, "Agreeing with you again Tony, you took the words right out of my mouth."

Pepper had told Draco to go to his room so his parents could privately talk. Even though he said he didn't mind, he wanted to listen. So when he left the kitchen, he didn't go to his room. He stayed hidden in the hallway, at a blind spot where his parents wouldn't spot him eavesdropping. Draco listened to his parents begin their conversation. "What's wrong Tony?" Draco could hear his mother's concerned voice, "Something must be wrong, if you didn't want Draco to be included." Yeah, what was wrong with his dad? Tony didn't look very happy when he walked into the kitchen. "It's about Draco." He could clearly hear his dad's voice, and his eyes widened with surprise. His dad wanted to talk about him, did he do something wrong? "What about Draco?" He could hear his mother question his father, beginning to sound concerned. "I think he's a mutant, Pep."

Draco raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit confused. What's a mutant? The boy thought to himself, before he heard his mother speak up again. "Why do you think he's a mutant? Because of what happened yesterday morning?" Oh yeah, he had accidentally electrocuted his dad. Draco was confused how that happened, he didn't mean for that to happen. He was only going to try to shake his father awake, but that clearly didn't happen. "Yes, because of what happened yesterday morning. What Draco did yesterday was not normal, it wasn't like a static shock. I was actually electrocuted, and I even asked J.A.R.V.I.S. for his opinion." Tony went to J.A.R.V.I.S.? Draco was with Tony most of the day, and not once did he ask J.A.R.V.I.S. if he was a mutant. "When did you ask J.A.R.V.I.S.? You spent the whole day with Draco, I don't think you would have asked him in front of our son." He listened to his mother, who had the same question as he did. "I spoke to him when both of you were asleep. J.A.R.V.I.S. said there was some kind of energy around him when it happened." J.A.R.V.I.S. was able to detect something like that? Draco sat there, beginning to feel nervous.

He then heard his father continue to speak. "If he is a mutant, I'm honestly nervous how other people will treat him. I know that the majority of the United States do not like mutants." Draco could hear the concern in his father's voice, and how he stressed the word not. Draco began to feel even more nervous, and was beginning to feel scared. If he truly was a mutant, were his parents going to treat him differently? Would his Uncles treat him differently? Would society hate him for who he is? "And if he truly is a mutant, I don't think he should go to Xavier's school for Gifted Youngsters. For one reason, Draco is too young, and two, I do not want Draco to go across the country." Draco felt even more scared as he continued to listen to their conversation, his heart beginning to race. There was a school for mutants? That was apparently across the country? "I agree, if he truly is a mutant, I don't think he should attend that school either." Even though he clearly heard his parents say they didn't want to send him to that school, Draco couldn't help it but feel scared that they might change their minds later. He didn't want to go to that school, he didn't want to leave home! Deciding he had enough of eavesdropping on their conversation, Draco got up and ran to his room, slamming the door shut, not hearing the last things his parents mentioned.

Tony was about to speak up again, when the sudden slam of a door closing caught his attention. Tony looked out of the kitchen for a moment, before looking at Pepper. "Was that Draco, slamming his door like that?" Tony would ask her, and even before she responded, he continued. "I think he didn't go to his room Pep, I think he listened to our conversation," Tony said, quickly getting up from his seat. "I'm going to check on him," Tony said to her, as he watched Pepper get up from her seat as well. "I'm coming with you," She told him, walking up to him. With a nod, Tony began to walk to Draco's room with Pepper following behind him.

As soon as Draco slammed his door shut, he quickly locked the door. In case Tony or Pepper tried to get into his room, he also pulled up his chair, and and placed the chair under his doorknob. After that, Draco would walk away from the door, heading to his bed. He crawled onto the bed, pulling his knees up to his chest. Draco could hear footsteps coming up to his door, and he quickly looked towards the door. "Draco?" He could hear his father's voice, knocking on the door, "is everything alright?" Draco ignored his father's request, not wanting them to come inside, still feeling scared and nervous about what he heard his parents talking about. After a few moments, Tony spoke up again, attempting to open the door. "Draco? Unlock this door!" Draco could hear his father's voice beginning to turn hostile, which was not good. Draco shook his head, not knowing that the same kind of energy with coming off of him again. But this time, it was coming off of him because he was scared, and nervous. Not because he was frustrated like the last time.

Tony continued to try to open the door, and as he was holding the doorknob, it began to get red, and very hot. Tony recognized this early on, and pulled his hand away with a yelp, before he could have received a serious burn.

Draco gasped when he suddenly heard his father yelp, and all the attempts to open the door came to a stop, Draco could see that the door handle on his side was red, and was probably extremely hot. Draco's eyes widened at the sight, he caused that, didn't he? Draco slowly got off of his bed, before letting out a sigh, trying to calm himself down. He watched the color of the handle turn back to normal color of gray from the red color. Once he thought it was cool enough, Draco pulled the chair away, which luckily didn't catch fire due to the hot doorknob. He then grabbed the doorknob, opening the door to see his parents, Tony checking his hand. Tears were beginning to form in his eyes, and he looked up towards the two, grabbing their attention.

"I'm sorry," Draco would begin, tears rolling down his face, "I didn't mean to hurt you." Tony and Pepper looked at him, before Pepper crouched down to wipe his tears away. Tony crouched down to the ground after Pepper, looking straight at Draco. "It's okay Draco," He would begin with a sigh, "My hand is fine." With that, Tony would pull the boy into a hug, Draco immediately wrapping his arms around Tony. Tony held Draco close, as the boy began to cry, holding onto his father. "It's really alright Draco, you had no clue what you were doing. Don't worry about it, we're going to figure this out," Tony attempted to calm down his son, who was still crying, and tears were running down his cheeks. "B-But you said I was a mutant!" The five year old would cry, "And y-you said that people hate mutants! You guys don't hate me, r-right?" Tony pulled his son away from the hug for a moment, looking straight into his eyes. "No Draco, we do not hate you. We love you very much, and we'll continue to love and support you, no matter what you are," Tony said to Draco, who was beginning to calm down. Draco would hug his father once more, who hugged him in return. "I-If I am a mutant, you won't send me to that school, right?" The boy would ask, with a sniff. Tony shook his head, "No, of course not. We promise you, you aren't going anywhere Draco."

After that traumatizing morning was over, Draco was in his father's workshop, with Tony right next to him. Draco was beginning to sketch out a design for a new piece of technology. Because Draco was only five, his drawing skills were not that great. What he was attempting to draw was a robot- a tiny toy robot to be exact. Once he was done with his sketch, he tugged on his father's shirt, grabbing his attention.

Tony looked over towards Draco, who was holding up his sketch that was on some blueprint paper. Tony would grab hold of it, before taking a look at it. On the blueprint, there was a robot, which wasn't drawn extremely well, but he was still able to know what it was. "This looks neat Draco, do you want to build it?" Tony asked his son, looking over towards him as he gave an eager nod. "Alright, would you like me to help you, or do you think you can handle making this by yourself?"

Draco thought for a moment, before deciding to give his father an answer. "I think I want to try to make it myself." He said, looking up towards his father. "Alright, I will let you build this robot by yourself," Tony would say with a smirk, with a quick nod. "Sweet, thanks!" Draco said excitedly, before running off to grab the tools he needed to make this robot.

When Draco returned, he had several tools in his hands. One he had was a screwdriver, one which was a hammer, and several more tools. He also grabbed the materials he would need to make this robot come to life. After he gathered all the things he needed to make the robot, he began to build the robot. He began to put the pieces together, screwing in the screws in the correct places. Next, he made sure he included a battery, so the robot could be able to walk. After that, he screwed on the part where he would need to crank up the robot so it could walk on it's own. Next, he made sure there was a way that the robot could move it's legs and would be able to walk around.

After he was done creating the robot, he decided to test it out. He placed the tiny robot on the floor of the workshop, before cranking it up. After he cranked it up all the way, he watched the robot start to walk forward. Success! He did it! He created the robot, all by himself! With a smirk, Draco got up, and walked up to the robot, picking it up. He had to show Dad, he was sure his dad would be so proud that he created this all by himself! Draco looked around the workshop, to see his father working on his own kind of project. It was probably another weapon, maybe for the US Government this time. "Hey Dad!" Draco said excitedly, walking up to him, with his robot in his hands. "I did it, I created the robot!" That grabbed Tony's attention, and he put the down the weapon he was working on, before turning to face Draco.

When he turned to face Draco, his son immediately holded up the robot, probably hoping that he would take a good look at it. "Wow, that looks great Draco," Tony said, feeling impressed with Draco. Draco eagerly handed it to Tony, and Tony grabbed hold of the robot. Tony looked at the robot, before looking at it in other angles to get a better look. "You did a great job Draco, this is fantastic," Tony said with a nod, looking over towards Draco. Draco grinned at his father, before speaking up, "It also walks! If you crank it up, at least." Tony looked back at the robot, spotting the part that needed to be cranked so it could walk. Deciding to test it out himself, he cranked the robot up, but not all the way. He then placed the robot on the ground, watching it walk forward. "Wow, I'm very impressed Draco," Tony would say to his son, with a proud smile on his features. "Thanks Dad," Draco said, before walking up to the robot, and grabbing it when it stopped walking.

After he created the robot, Draco ran back upstairs from the workshop, looking for his mother. He wanted to show her his invention, he was sure that she would want to see it. Draco looked around the Penthouse, before finding Pepper working on some papers for Tony's company. "Hey Mom, can I show you something?" Draco would ask, watching her look up from her paperwork. "Sure Draco," She would say, with a soft smile. Draco walked up to her, holding up the robot so she could see it clearly. "I made this robot, Dad didn't even help me," Draco said, with a smirk on his face. "Awesome job Draco, you're really getting good at creating technology!" She would say happily, with a warm smile. Draco smirked at her response, she was right, he was getting better. Maybe he will one day be just as good as Tony!

After showing his mother his robot, Draco brought it to his room. He proudly placed his robot on his shelf, where he would be able to see it. Draco felt proud in himself, he was able to create that robot without any kind of help. Maybe he could make other future inventions by himself as well! Draco would love to do that, but he was sure that his father might intervene if the project was advanced. With a sigh, Draco walked out of his room, and headed downstairs to the workshop. He walked into the workshop, walking over to Tony, and grabbing himself a stool to sit on. He sat himself on the stool, watching his father work on his project with great interest.

Again, thank you guys for reading this chapter! I was able to update the story today because I finished up all of my homework. This will probably be my last update until next Friday or Saturday. What do you guys want to happen next? Please suggest in the reviews, they are 100% appreciated!