Alright, next chapter. So, I've had some questions that I think I'll answer. Logan will be going by Logan not James. I also don't think he's gonna be taking up magic any time soon except maybe for an odd spell here or there. He's a much more physical kind of guy now. As for Harry's girlfriend, sorry people, but it's Ginny. I'm sticking with Canon as much as possible. She's not going to be showing up terribly much though, so don't worry about that if you don't like it.

Scott remained outside, talking with Harry, while Jean went into the kitchen to prepare lunch for the two of them. She figured that the boy could stay outside as it was the most at ease anyone had seen him since his arrival.

Why don't you and Logan get along?

Scott glanced at the wizard, raising an eyebrow. "How'd you figure that?"

It's obvious.

Scott sighed. "I don't have any problem with Logan personally…it's just I don't…" He paused, and Harry watched him as he obviously tried to find the right words. "After my parents died, my brother and I were sent to an orphanage. He was adopted, I wasn't. After a few too many unpleasant foster homes, I ran away. Before I came here, I was living on the streets of New York City for almost five years, doing whatever I had to in order to survive. Logan…when he first arrived here, he reminded me of some people I didn't want to be reminded of. It wasn't a good first impression."

I understand.

Scott studied the boy for a moment. "I'm sure you do," he murmured. Harry gave a small smile, shifting against the stone he was leaning on. "All the teachers read that notebook, Harry. We needed to know what you've been through in order to be able to help you."

Harry nodded thoughtfully, his eyes closing. Scott watched him, almost in awe at the thought that Harry could be so calm and composed after everything he had lived through. And the mutant was pretty sure he wouldn't have been able to do the same.

"Hey Red," Logan said as they entered the kitchen. "Meet Moony."

Remus held out a hand with a smile. "Remus Lupin."

Jean took his hand, shaking it firmly. "Jean Grey-Summers."

'Tha's nice an' all," Logan grunted. "Where's the kid?"

Jean rolled her eyes, shoving a place of food at Logan's chest. "Out on the front steps with Scott. Take this to them." Logan did so, grumbling the whole while, with Remus following in amusement. But as soon as they stepped out into the sunlight, Harry practically threw himself at Remus.

The werewolf caught the boy with ease, embracing him and placing a kiss to his hair. "Hello Cub," he whispered, and Harry tucked his head under Remus's chin, tightening his grip.

Scott stood, watching the two of them with a small smile. "He wants to apologize for not letting you near yesterday. He says he wasn't scared of all of you, but he was scared of hurting you."

Remus glanced at the mutant, giving a small nod before turning back to Harry. "It's alright, Cub," he murmured. "I understand. Now, you've got to get back in shape. Can you do that, Devilpaw?"

Harry nodded, pulling away from Remus to glance at Scott and Logan, blushing slightly in embarrassment. Neither mutant said anything, however, so he instead just grabbed a sandwich off the plate in Logan's hands, munching on it slowly. "Care to show us your form, Devilpaw?" Logan asked gruffly.

Harry shook his head. Last time I changed I lost control and killed six Death Eaters.

Scott frowned. "Only six?" he asked, ignoring the other two's apparent confusion. "What happened to the others?"

Harry was silent for a long moment, and then he shrugged. I could feel their magic inside of them…so I forced it out. And they exploded.

Scott's eyebrow rose in surprise. "They exploded? Just like that?"

Just like that. Boom. Harry paused. I could feel your power too…so I tamed it with my touch.

Annoyed with being ignored, Logan cleared his throat. "Care to tell us what you're talkin' 'bout?"

Scott blinked and then relayed what Harry had told him to the others. Remus frowned thoughtfully. "That doesn't sound like magic."

"Mutant ability than," Scott nodded.

Harry sighed, rolling his eyes. Great. Another thing to make me different.

"Blame your father," Scott quipped, and then laughed as Harry threw his bread crust at Logan.

Remus chuckled at Logan's affronted look, but then looked at Harry seriously. "We should probably get to work, now better than later Harry. Do you have those books I got for you a while back?"

Harry nodded and left, intent on retrieving the books. Remus watched him go with a fond smile. "That boy never ceases to amaze me." Turning back to the mutants, he grinned. "In fact, with all his extra training, Albus was considering asking him to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts this next year. He's had enough training to pass all his N.E.W.T.S. twice over, already."

If Logan had still been James, his jaw would have dropped. As it was, he merely blinked. "Is he really that good?"

Remus shrugged. "Better. The only reason Voldemort got a hold of him, was because another student drugged him. " The werewolf sighed. "He's out of shape now, not surprisingly, but Harry was also a master at physical self defense. Martial arts, swordplay and the like…this past year has been busy for him."

"Huh," Logan grunted. "Cyke and I can help out with that." Scott nodded, eyes watching Harry as he returned with two books.

Remus took the books from the boy and then raised an eyebrow. "Do you have a wand?"

Voldemort made me eat it.

Scott blinked. "You ate it?" he asked in surprise.

Harry nodded. Voldemort burned it and Sirius's wand and made me eat the ashes. Which was nasty; I don't suggest it. He paused, and then shrugged. Not his smartest move, though. I don't need a wand anymore.

Scott nodded slowly, and then told the other two that bit of information. He paused as Harry said something else and then turned to Remus. "He says thanks for the book on the old gods and goddesses as he has a standing deal with Hecate right now."

Remus nodded slowly, still trying to take in the latest bit of news. And then he sighed, giving up with logic and going along with it all. "You're still recovering, Harry, so this will probably be difficult for you for a little while…"

And the first lesson in magic commenced.