Disclaimer; I do not own either the Harry Potter series or characters neither do I own the X-Men series or characters.
A/N; kitine 1 - Harry's just turned 24 in this fic, seeing as it's around september when he goes to visit the school.
The Magic Number - I have looked up for Tonk's father's name, and all references that I have found are that his name is simply Ted, not Theodore. And as I've already mentioned in the first chapter, I've not read the two last books, so if its in there, I wouldn't know. Personaly, I like Tedrick simply because it makes it more formal and I find that while Theodore is a nice name, it's also a mouthful and for a shorten version it tends to be Theo, not Ted. And please remember it's AU, that's why I've modified it a slight bit to accomodate my fancy. Plus, Teddy's gonna be used more often as the fic goes on *shrug*
Yaya2805 - The background goes along with the story, can't have everything revealed all at once otherwise it would be long and more of an explanation than a story, wouldn't you agree? As for the not seeing any mutant power...I'm confused as to what you mean.
Warnings; Slash, M-preg, Teenagers (can't live with 'em, can't survive without 'em), may contain gore and lemons later on.
Charles was surprised at how well Teddy had adapted a month later, the boy not only smart, but friendly too. After the visit, Harry left with Teddy to go pack everything the boy would need; clothes, a few choice toys and pictures.
And Charles had seen the pictures. Most were of five children and Harry, Teddy's features always slightly different, be if hair color, eye color or the nose. The little girl had green eyes and dark blond hair. The twins, while having the same shade of pale-black hair, had two colored eyes. One child had a green right eye with a yellow left while the other had a yellow right eye with a green left eye.
And as he'd already seen Caiden, it wasn't hard to identify the toddler at all, with his green eyes and dark blond hair, just like his sister's.
What puzzled Charles about all of the pictures was the lack of an adult feminine presence. Harry was in a few pictures, but the four last's mother was absent. Mothers loved showing off with their children, didn't they? Wouldn't a feral woman be even more, along with being overprotective?
Sighing, Charles ribbed at his forehead, having so many questions running through his head and no answers coming to him to cancel them out. But at least he knew Harry was present in Teddy's life. The first week, the man called every night at eight to speak with the child. After the weekend, he called on Tuesday and Thursday at the same time and both days of the weekend.
The two following week he kept the same routine, but hadn't had the chance to visit yet.
Being a Saturday, Harry had called ahead saying he was coming and bringing the other children with him, also asking if it was alright to picnic on the grounds. Charles had said it was a great idea, especially before the cold weather really set in.
So here he was, out on the front porch with Teddy at his side waiting eagerly.
"Teddy," said gently Charles.
"Yes professor?" asked excitedly the child, his hair changing color very smoothly, almost like a fiber optic lamp.
"Will your mother be coming also?" he asked, trying to subtly gain information.
Teddy turned a confused look to him, hair going pale blue a few seconds.
"My mom died a long time ago," he said, frowning.
Charles gave a chuckle.
"Yes, I know that. I didn't ask the question quite right. Will your father's wife be coming also?" 'Are they even married?'
The child's head tilted to the side, frown clear on his brow.
"Dad was married for about six months or so, but that was years ago too. Dad says my parents were even there for the wedding. I've seen pictures too, but she was gone by the time dad took me in."
Now even Charles was getting confused and it wasn't an easy task to accomplish.
"Your siblings' mother, does she not live with you all?"
Teddy's lips formed the word 'mother' before he rolled his eyes, as if he should have known. He turned back to look at the road.
"'She' comes around once in a while, but 'she's' usually very busy, so I don't think 'she'll' come over here."
"Ah…"
They went back to waiting in silence, Teddy's hair shifting more gently from one to the other. When a car eventually pulled up, Teddy ran to it excitedly.
"Dad! You're here!"
"Of course I'm here. Go help your brothers out of their seats please."
Teddy didn't need to be asked twice, jumping into the mini-van and unbuckling the twins, the five-year-old girl having freed herself without help. Harry was the one who let out Caiden, placing him down on the ground before grabbing a blanket and a picnic basket.
"Wow! Your school looks like a really big house!" exclaimed the little girl.
"That's 'cause it is, silly," rolled his eyes Teddy, holding onto Caiden's hand.
"Be nice to your sister, Teddy. She's missed you a lot," scolded slightly Harry.
"I know daddy, I missed her too. Caiden's gotten so big!"
Harry chuckled as he closed the van and locked the doors.
"So, where are we setting shop, hmm? Not in the drive, I hope."
"No daddy! Out back. C'mon, this way!"
Lily took Caiden's other hand, the two eldest children leading the youngest, the twins staying by Harry's side as he followed his children's slow progress inside the mansion and heading to the back doors.
Charles followed, chuckling as Teddy chatted the whole way, his siblings, especially his sister, listening in rapt attention.
"It's nice to see company, isn't it Professor?" asked Jean as she came to stand by Charles, Scott at her side with his red sunglasses on.
"Very nice indeed, Ms. Grey. You didn't get to meet Mr. Potter when he came to visit the first time, did you Jean?"
Jean shook her head.
"No, I was out that day with a group and I was in the Danger Room the day he dropped off little Tedrick."
"Maybe you should go introduce yourself while the children get their energy out?" he suggested, smiling up at his ward.
The children had left their father to put down the blanket and were now running around all laughing, even the little one trying to follow. Harry was sitting down watching them, a smile on his lips before he took out a Frisbee from the basket and throwing it towards his little ones.
"That should get their energy out," laughed Jean as she approached Harry.
The man turned to look at her from the corner of his eye for a second before he stood up.
"I'm Jean Grey, I teach English and Modern Arts here at Xavier's School."
"Harry Potter, Tedrick's father. How has he been doing so far? Socially, I mean."
Jean smiled as Harry's eyes went directly back to his children, one of the twins getting the Frisbee behind the head courtesy of the other twin.
"In class, he listens quietly, but he's always ready to help a fellow student. He plays well with the others at recess and after school hours, but he pulls back during the weekends. He goes to the library or just sits quietly in front of the television. Do you have any ideas why?"
Harry gave a sigh, not speaking for a few minutes.
"Homesickness, I guess. He is used to help me out on the weekend with the chores is all, especially with his siblings," shrugged a shoulder the young father.
Jean nodded, eyes also going to the children, one big kid with a twin on one side talking quietly with Caiden sitting in the middle with the toy.
"Team spirit?" she asked, amused.
"Oh, not at all. That's the typical 'Let's get in trouble please!' pose for those imps. They'll 'confer' in the middle in a few seconds and re-separate, but the twins will have switched partners," snickered Harry.
"What are they planning?"
As Harry had predicted, they went to surround Caiden, the twins facing each other with Teddy and Lily facing each other, so that they had the infant boxed around. Having watched them from the start, she noticed that instead of the twin on the left going back with Lily, it was the right one. Had she not kept a close eye, she wouldn't have noticed it at all.
"Either to rob the basket or they are planning a tickle attack," he hummed, looking down at his watch. "And it looks like the basket by this time."
"Then I won't hold you back from feeding the little ones," she giggled.
"It was great meeting you, Ms. Grey."
"As it was you, Mr. Potter. Hopefully we'll get to talk more at another time also."
Harry gave a nod, Jean leaving to join back her fiancé and her mentor, the two men not having moved as she talked to the father.
"What do you think, Jean?"
"Nice man. I have to say it almost looks like he doesn't notice one of his children has a mutant ability," she said even as Teddy's hair suddenly turned bright orange with purple polka dots, making his siblings laugh.
It had taken two weeks before Teddy had agreed to remove his hat during school hours. He hadn't worn it since Harry had asked to do the picnic, which was a real indication to Teddy's very feelings. No need for an empath to figure him out so far.
"He actually encourages his child to use his power," said Charles.
Scott frowned and looked down at the Professor.
"He encourages? Isn't that dangerous for the boy?"
Charles chuckled.
"He encourages young Tedrick when at home, in the safety of his house. I believe it is good that Mr. Potter supports his son that way, showing to the next generation that they do not have to fear."
"Daddy! Teddy's making fun of Cal and Ty!" they heard Lily yell suddenly.
"Am not!" defended himself the young mutant.
"You did! You made your eyes go weird!" she accused.
"Guys, enough. Come eat instead of arguing," interrupted Harry.
Jean smiled as the children rushed to the blanket, toddler left to toddle behind the others. She then frowned, catching Scott's attention.
"What's wrong?" he asked in a semi-whisper.
"I don't know…there's just a…even when I'm not trying to read minds, I can still hear a slight whisper, or a buzzing it a person is closed off, but…"
"You can perceive the children but not their parent," said Charles.
"Exactly! There's no whisper, no buzzing coming from him. It's almost as if he wasn't there at all. You've noticed too, Professor?"
Charles gave a slow nod.
"It took me some time to realize when Mr. Potter came for the first visit, especially with Mr. Tedrick's strong emotions emanating from him, but I did take note of it eventually."
Scott looked from one to the other, anxiety raising slightly.
"What does it mean? Is there a danger-"
"It could mean a lot of things Scott, no need to worry. It simply shows that not only can he hide his thoughts, but also his presence. It may just be something subconscious too," theorized Jean. "The only way to know for sure would be to try to gain access to his mind."
"Which we will not be doing. Mr. Potter trusts us enough to leave his eldest child with us, it would be best to keep that trust intact," cut that train of thought Charles.
"Ms. Grey! Mr. Summers!" they heard Teddy call as the child came over, hair a soft brown color.
"Yes Teddy? Can we help you with something?" asked Jean.
"Come meet my sister and my brothers! Please!"
Jean gave a nod while Scott sent Charles a small glance, the couple then following Teddy back to the picnic party.
"Hi there," said gently Jean.
"Teddy says you can move thinks with your brain. Is it true?" asked the little girl.
"Liliann Elizabeth Potter! Watch your tone young lady," scolded Harry.
Lily blushed slightly, shyly looking back to Jean and Scott.
"Yes, but not with my brain, more with my thoughts. Would you like to see?"
Teddy and Lily nodded eagerly, the twins imitating them just to copy their elders. Harry gave jean a small smile and shrugged a shoulder. Locating the Frisbee, Jean threw it. As it reached the highest point before coming back down, she made it stop in midair and fly back so it passed over their heads. Teddy and Lily ducked, but Caleb and Tyler jumped up to try and catch it.
Scott was actually surprised to see that Harry didn't duck down at all, he simply kept an eye on the controlled object as Jean brought it back to her hands.
"How was that Liliann?"
"Wow!" exclaimed the five-year-old.
"Easy Lily, or you'll knock over your juice," sighed Harry, knowing the child would barely heed his words.
"What can you do, Mister?" asked the little girl, turning to Scott, green eyes filled with awe.
A/N; Here's the first half of the second chapter. Tell me what you think.