Disclaimer; I do not own either the Harry Potter series or characters neither do I own the X-Men series or characters.

A/N; Here's the second part of the second chapter! And as for Sabertooth showing up soon, it's gonna be a while before he comes in, but you'll get to hear about him a lot. *snickers*

thefallofreality; Thanks for spotting my error!

Warnings; Slash, M-preg, Teenagers (can't live with 'em, can't survive without 'em), may contain gore and lemons later on.

Scott looked to Jean, feeling uncomfortable. Harry obviously picked up on it as he stretched his leg out and gave a slight bump with his foot on his daughter's butt.

"I'm serious now, mind you business Lily. It's like if Mr.-" Harry stopped as he realized he didn't the man's name.

"Scott Summers," supplied Cyclops.

"Thank you. It's like if Mr. Summers asked if you still wet the bed."

Her eyes went wide and her jaw dropped.

"Daddy!" her undignified yell was quite comical.

Harry rolled his eyes.

"That might be what Mr. Summers feels like when little nosy girls like you ask about what he can do."

The girl turned her back on her father, the man having a small smile tug on his lips. He pulled out a dish from the basket, lifting the covering slightly.

"Well, seeing as Lily is too upset to keep on eating with us, do you want her treacle tarts. Ms. Grey? Mr. Summers?"

"Dad!"

This time it was Teddy, who had decided to come to his sister's defense. Harry still presented the bowl to Jean and Scott, adding:

"There's enough for eight here, it would be impolite not to share. Would you and Lily go present one to Mr. Xavier?"

Lily had turned at that point and was simply pouting, but she readily agreed to go with her brother, Harry already having given one to the twins, who shared the treat. Jean and Scott held their share with napkins, amused by how Harry easily played his daughter.

"You sure have a way with children," admitted Scott.

"Known them all their lives; I hope I'd be able to handle them," joked Harry. "Do you have children of your own, Mr. Summers? Ms. Grey?"

Jean and Scott looked at each other, free hands joining between them.

"We're hoping to get married first, and then in a few years, possibly have children," said with a smile Jean.

Harry nodded, a soft smile on his lips.

"Just keep in mind that plans can't always be followed. I should know; none of these kids were planned," sighed the young father.

That surprised the young couple.

"None? But surely you'd taken measures to-" Scott cut himself off, not comfortable finishing his sentence.

"Teddy's parents had him at the most odd time ever, and as sad as it is to say, he may have been destined to end up being an orphan. But luckily I was able to get full custody of him before he ended up shipped off to some foster home. Lily was a complete shock. We had no idea what was going on until we went to a doctor and she was already five months along!"

That truly baffled Jean. How could a woman not know when she was pregnant, especially after so long. Harry seemed to read her thoughts.

"She never showed the usual 'signs'. Had been diagnosed underdeveloped hence barren. And once Lily was out, we did start contraceptive methods. Gave us Cal and Ty. And you can't expect us to be saints and forgo our sex-life, so we tried yet 'another' few methods…say 'Hello' Caid."

Scott's jaw had simply fallen, not believing such luck, especially if the person was medically confirmed infertile. Jean was just as shocked as her fiancé, looking at all four healthy children that should technically not be present.

"That's…quite a story! And you're fine with all the children being conceived?" she asked.

Harry shrugged a shoulder, pulling Caiden back against his chest to kiss the baby's head.

"For someone who always wanted a big family but had given up at various points in his life, I have to say that they're my miracles. They're now my full life and they keep the nightmares away…even if they bring a while set of new ones," he chuckled.

Two beeps sounded and Harry gave a hum as he reached into the basket and pulled out a cell phone. He frowned slightly before letting out a sigh.

"Is something the matter?" asked Scott, actually enjoying their little chat.

"Not a matter, just a time inconvenience," rolled his eyes Harry.

He started to put things back into the basket and let out a sharp whistle. Having glanced over at Charles, Teddy and Lily, she was surprised how fast the children's heads shot up.

"Do you have a medical attendant at the school or do you have a doctor come in case of emergencies?" asked Harry.

The couple frowned as the two eldest children came back, both looking unhappy about their father's present actions.

"We have a doctor and I've some medical background," stated Jean.

Harry sent her a grateful smile.

"Good. Around this time of the month, Teddy gets these horrible night terrors. He can get very violent, to others and himself, and so far we've only managed to find one herbal mixture to help him get a restful sleep. It tastes bad, makes him gag and absolutely knocks him out. He needs to take it three nights in a row just before bed, the earliest the best lest he be allowed to sleep in," informed Harry as he pulled out an iron bottle, Teddy shuddering when he saw it. "If, by some odd event, it doesn't work or he gets it too late, do 'not' give him more. The dose he's taking is already considered dangerous for a child, but he needs it."

Jean was speechless, feeling out of waters for a second.

"You're leaving," said Teddy, tone accusing.

"We have to Teddy, but we'll come back at another time. I'll still call during the week, just like before," promised the man.

Tears started to gather into his eyes. Harry gave a slight growl and pulled out his cell, barely looking at the number he was dialing.

"Hey, it's me. I know, but you cut our visit short so you be the one to tell Teddy why exactly!" snapped the young father.

Lily gave a giggle while Teddy forgot his tears and blushed, hair going a light red. He took the cell phone when Harry handed it to him, the child putting it hesitantly to his ear.

"Hello?...yeah…I just thought they'd be staying longer…okay, but…no!" managed to giggle out Teddy. "You're silly!...Yes, daddy says I'm allowed to call you silly when you're being silly!...fine, but mommy-"

Harry pulled the cell phone gently, yet still interrupting the child's conversation, out of Teddy's hand.

"I'll see you when I get there," he said sharply before closing the device. "Walk us back to the car, Ted?"

Teddy nodded, once more taking a hold of Caiden's hand, Lily on the other side.

"Thank you once again for allowing us to visit," Harry told Charles, Scott and Jean on his way out.

"No problem at all, Mr. Potter. Have a safe ride home."

"Certainly."

Harry only glance back once, and it was when the car was fully packed and Teddy was back on the front porch of the mansion, pout back in place, hair a dull grey.

"Did you have fun at least?" Jean asked, the three adults having followed the departing family and their student.

"Yes! I can't wait until the next time! And we'll do snowball fights during winter too!"

"If there's enough snow," chuckled Scott.

"I'm sure Bobby or one of the other could help out with the snow," reasoned the child.

"We'll see in good time, but do keep in mind that gifts should not be used carelessly," advised Charles.

Teddy nodded widely, eyes serious as if he'd seen what could happen when someone abused power. The roar of a motorcycle caught their attention, a rider coming in on a Harley Davidson. Scott tensed up, a frown appearing on his face while Jean and Charles smiled.

"It would seem like Logan's back," said happily Jean.

"Who's Logan?" asked shyly Teddy, moving behind Charles.

Jean smiled over at Teddy to reassure him.

"He's a friend and he usually helps the other kids in their Danger Room exercise."

While not allowed to use it, the younger children were still told about the training room, but there were exceptions for those young mutants that are too dangerous.

"And he stole my ride," gripped Scott, crossing his arms over his chest. "Why don't you go play with the others? You'll get to meet him later on."

Teddy nodded, giving the man with the biker coat one last glance before turning tail and going back inside. Logan joined them a couple of seconds later, frowning as he sniffed the air.

"Someone get a new dog? Smells like wolf in here," he grunted.

"No new pets; there's only that girl that shifts into a coyote at the mansion," said Jean, also frowning.

Logan looked at them all for a second before he shrugged a shoulder.

"Been tracking down that lead you told me about Chuck. Another dead end."

Charles gave his friend a saddened smile.

"I was afraid it would be, my friend. Do come inside, I'm sure Rogue would be happy to see you."

"Yeah, you've been gone for three months, with my motorcycle," groused Scott.

Logan rolled his eyes.

"Get over it, One-Eye. It got to roll more roads in one summer than you'll ever give it in your lifetime, Summers. Be glad it got a good work out," smirked Logan.

"Children, enough," Jean said, using the same time Harry had used with his brood that very afternoon.

Scott actually blushed as he made the connection while Logan raised a brow.

"Gotta tell me something or are you just practicing for eventual parenthood?" teased the Wolverine.

"Actually we had one of our newest student's parent come over along with our student's little siblings. It was quite refreshing," sighed Charles.

Now Logan was interested, looking back over his shoulder.

"Was that the van I crossed on the path up? The man and a few booster seats in the back?"

"It was. The boy who was with us when you arrived is the student in question. A charming family, really," clarified Jean, a wistful look on her gentle face.

"One day, Jean," promised Scott, taking her hand in his own.

Logan didn't say anything, knowing it wasn't his place to get between the couple for that particular conversation. Sure, he liked to flirt with Jean to make Scott go green, but it was clear they were meant for each other. Kids would only add to that sickeningly sweet image. He felt like gagging.

"New kid, huh? What can he do?" he asked directly to Charles.

"Alter his appearance. He barely has any control over his hair color, though he can decide its length and style. He also changed his eye color and the shape of his nose and ears. If he learns to control his emotions, he will be as formidable as Mystique, I believe."

Logan made a face, never having liked the blue woman. He just hoped this child wasn't as bad as her, even if they were unrelated. Certain types of people tended to have certain personalities in common after all.

"So, where's Marie at? I'm sure she's dying to tell me all about the gossip going around."

A/N; There you have it! Tell me what you think.