Disclaimer; I do not own either the Harry Potter series or characters neither do I own the X-Men series or characters.
A/N; Thanks for all the reviews and I'm glad so many people are enjoying my fic.
Warnings; Slash, M-preg, Teenagers (can't live with 'em, can't survive without 'em), may contain gore and lemons later on.
It was a quiet month, the cold starting to make its presence known as the students all started to wear their coats and hats. Teddy took it one step further by constantly wearing a red and gold stripped scarf, the cloth looking to be well worn and old.
"It's old Teddy! You should get a new one!" said one girl in his class, blushing slightly.
"I don't want a new one," had simply replied the boy, hair going black, eyes also taking the deep shade.
The next time they saw him, he also had his hat back into place and refused to take it off either, even when asked by the teachers.
"Do you have any idea why?" Jean asked Logan one day.
The Feral looked at her with a raised brow, wiping his hands on his rag, standing up from having worked on a motor.
"How should I know? I ain't the kid's parent. Maybe it's got some sentimental value to it for him. Even thought of that?"
Jean looked pensive, but Logan didn't feel like telling her he'd picked up an old scent on it, a gentle female perfume that Logan guessed must have belonged to the werewolf's biological mother.
"Tedrick, come to my office please," Charles called the child, a few days before the full moon.
Teddy didn't object being pulled out of the class, following the telepath without a word.
"Take a seat please. Your father called and seeing as the full moon is over three days of the week days, he asked if either they could come over to sleep for one night of that you go home for those three days. I am asking you because I believe it is your decision to take. If they come over, your sister will be missing two days of school, but if you go, you miss four."
Teddy tilted his head to the side and Charles was glad to see the child really was thinking it over, unlike some who would just have jumped at the chance to miss school.
"Lily's only in kinder garden; she won't miss as much as if I was away for longer. Did my dad say if we were going to do a little birthday supper for Caiden if they come?"
Charles was actually surprised at the question, the child being very thoughtful of his step-siblings.
"How about we call and ask?" asked Charles instead of guessing.
Teddy nodded happily, the bits of hair that were poking out turning orange then soft blue as he relaxed in his chair. Charles chuckled and dialed the number for the Potter household, putting it on speaker phone.
As soon as the line picked up, they heard a crash.
/Damn it guys! Cool it down! What are you, five?/ they heard Harry asking in an annoyed voice. /Hello?/
"Hi dad!" called Teddy immediately, as if the background noise wasn't something to be worried about.
/Ted? Aren't you supposed to be in class at this time? Is something wrong?/ asked worriedly the parent, the noise behind him suddenly silent.
"Not at all, Mr. Potter. This is Charles Xavier, I was just asking Tedrick about the upcoming full moon and he had a few questions to ask in turn. Are we calling at the wrong time?"
"Are Mr. LeBeau and Victo-Victoria destroying the house?" asked Teddy with a laugh, his lapse in saying Victoria's name making Charles wonder what was going on there.
/Just hang on a second please,/ Harry said before the phone fell quiet.
Charles frowned while Teddy rolled his eyes. It was a couple of seconds later when Harry came back on, a bit out of breath.
/Okay! Back on for good now. It's never a bad time, Mr. Xavier, unless I've got three little imps in their bath. And when that happens, no one picks up. What questions did you have Teddy?/ asked the young father, amusement clear in his voice.
"If you stay over for the night, can we have a little something for Caid's birthday?" asked the child, eyes on the phone.
/Like what? Cake? Gifts? We can't have a full out party over there Teddy./
Teddy rolled his eyes.
"I know daddy, just cake and the song. Can Scor come too?"
Harry was chuckling at this point.
/What say you, Mr. Xavier? Up for five extra imps for a night? I promise to keep a good eye on them./
"It's perfectly fine, Mr. Potter. Would you like for me to have a cake prepared?" asked Charles, smiling at Teddy's clear happiness.
/No need; I'll bake it. Was there anything else?/
"Who's destroying the house?" asked Teddy with a chirp, making Harry snicker.
/No one! It's your uncle Draco playing around with Mr. LeBeau and Vic. Love you bud and see you soon./
The line closed and Charles pressed the off button, Teddy laughing.
"Well, it seems you'll be throwing a small birthday party for your brother," said the telepath.
"It'll be fun! Even if Caiden's too small to remember it, at least we'll have one big sleep over! Thank you, Professor Xavier!" exclaimed the little werewolf, going around the desk to hug the elder man.
Charles could only laugh and give a pat on the child's back.
"It's no problem at all Teddy, no problem at all."
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On the first day of the full moon, Teddy was extremely excited, unable to sit completely still in class. In turn, having the calmest student in class so hyper, it caused his classmates to also be excited and the teachers were glad once the school day was over.
By the time the final bell rang, Teddy was already running to get to the entrance door, wanting to be there to welcome his family. As if timed, the mini-van pulled up just as Teddy stepped out of the mansion.
"Daddy!"
"Hello Teddy. Had a good day?" asked Harry as he got out and moved to open the side door, Lily jumping out along with Scorpius to hug Teddy.
"It was great!" giggled the seven-year-old before he started to chat with his sister and cousin.
"Need some help?" asked Jean as she had followed Teddy out, amused to see how happy he was.
"If you don't mind," chuckled Harry, passing over one of the twins as he went to un-strap the next, the child going over to join the others as soon as she put him down.
"My, everyone sure is excited!" she laughed.
"It's the prospect of cake, my dear. Let it be known that all of my children are sugar addicts!" he joked.
He pulled out two suitcases, and also a baby bag, once Caiden was safely into Jean's arms, the now one-year-old happily babbling at her.
"Let's go drop those inside and then we'll finish unpacking the cake," said Harry as he emerged from the car.
"Follow me, it's this way Mr. Potter."
"Harry will do," chuckled the young father.
"Then fell free to call me Jean," she replied with a bright smile.
It didn't take long before they got to the room, the same one Draco used the month before except that the bunk bed had been removed and six twin mattresses had been placed on the floor with a lot of pillows on them and loose sheets.
"I hope you don't mind, but we thought the children might like it best to be at ground level. And it's also easier to move the mattresses around this way should you need to separate anyone," said gently Jean, passing her hand into Caiden's hair.
Harry smiled broadly at her after he'd dropped the bags on the double bed he would use.
"It's perfect, actually. This is how they set up in the living room when we have movie nights and we allow them to all sleep in there. Because of room restriction, Caiden, Caleb and Tyler have the two upstairs rooms, Teddy and Lily are accommodated in the basement and we made our bedroom in the den, which is technically the dining room…we'll need to find a bigger home soon," sighed Harry. "Can't have the guests always sleeping on the couches."
"If it's a financial problem, I'm sure something could be worked out," said Jean. "While Teddy's tuition is important, I'm sure Professor Xavier wouldn't mind putting it back for a little while, so you can organize your budget."
Harry gave a chuckle.
"That's sweet Jean, but it's not a monetary issue. Heaven knows I have more money than I know what to do with! It's more of a principal of uprooting my children from their home to a new one, and truth be told, I don't fancy moving to a 'rich' sector because I don't want people to take too much of an interest in my family. Richer you seem to be, the more questions are asked and I do not like sharing some of that information with the neighbors," sighed Harry. "I guess I'm just reluctant to leave the first house I really owned here in America."
Jean smiled, understanding the feeling of finally being at home in one place. Heading back down, the redhead woman spoke up again.
"What about building onto the house? Maybe make an extension at the back to get a dining room and possibly an extra bedroom upstairs? Would that be possible?"
Harry tilted his head to the side, deep in thoughts.
"By city restriction, I could go fetch slightly at the back, but not enough to make a comfortable room, and if I try to add also at the front, I'd need to remodel the whole inside of the house. While it can be done, we'd need to move out," pointed out the young father.
"That would be a tricky situation, wouldn't it?" laughed Jean.
"Oh, more than you know!" chuckled Harry.
Arriving back at the van, Jean laughed as she saw the children had started a game of tag around the vehicle, Caiden reaching down to tell Jean he wanted to go join them.
"Guys, keep an eye on Caiden while we finish unpacking, alright?" asked Harry.
"Yes daddy!" came the immediate answer, Scorpius being the one to come take Caiden's hand.
"My, so serving!"
"That's until I come out with the house chores. Let it be known that Cal does not pick up anything with green on it and Ty will absolutely not store away any toys belonging to Lily. As for Lily, she only picks up after herself and if someone touched the toy after her, she's not responsible for it anymore. Only Teddy's old enough to really understand picking everything up," sniggered Harry.
"You'd think Lily would be old enough."
"She is, but she's the only girl amongst the 'males'. She has a princess status to hold up."
Jean burst out laughing, easily imagining the little blonde being the terror of the house.
"If you have any more children, hopefully there will be a few girls in the mix," teased Jean.
"Please let it be so! There is way too much testosterone in the house, even with Teddy gone!"
As he talked, Harry opened the back of the van and Jean suddenly understood why Harry had placed the bags at the children's feet. There were two large cakes with a small round one taking the whole trunk. Harry gave a sheepish smile.
"I thought everyone could enjoy cake along with my kids. Hope I didn't over step my bounds," he explained.
"Not at all Harry! You're actually very thoughtful. It's not everyone that would be ready to slave at the stove to feed a whole army of children," she reassured him.
"Oh, it's not a bother at all. I'm used to making food and frankly, I quite enjoy it. I've got no problem feeding for five or fifty, so long as I know about it," smiled Harry. "One of the cakes is chocolate and the other is vanilla. Because I didn't know about allergies, there's no eggs, nuts or milk in them, but don't worry, they're still delicious!"
Jean didn't doubt him at all, they sure looked good to her.
"Daddy! Why does Caid-"
"-get a cake all for him?" asked the twins as they followed the two adults inside.
"Because everyone gets a whole cake to themselves when they turn one. You each had one too and it wasn't even cut in two," replied Harry distractedly as he followed Jean to the kitchen.
"Really?"
"Yes, silly bugs. You've even seen the pictures. Now, don't wander off, I don't want you two to get lost. Who knows what kind of trouble you could get into in a school."
Jean was simply amused as the boys nodded and followed, eyes wide with childish wonder, one taking a hold of Harry's pants while his brother grabbed his free arm, which slowed down their trek, but it didn't bother either of the adults.
"Adventurous, aren't they?" asked Jean once they reached the kitchen and the twins darted around the island counter.
"Most of the time. When Lily gets up to no good, she usually tells them to do something and they will. Cost me a few household products so far and a toilet."
"A toilet?" asked John, having already been in the kitchen when they entered, a glass of juice in one hand and a pear in the other. "Like a toilet lid?"
Harry shook his head, chuckling.
"Nope, as in a whole toilet, plus some water damage when it erupted. I had a few firecrackers in a desk that Teddy found and I showed them how they worked, telling them not to touch them. Lily got it in her head she could, so she convinced Teddy to nab a few and then told the twins to light them with the candle in the bathroom. I believe they had a little 'panic' moment and the boys threw them in the toilet to put them out," chuckled the young father.
John just started laughing, easily able to guess what happened next. Jean shook her head with a small sigh, hoping Pyro wouldn't be doing anything with the information he'd just gained.
"And Teddy's the one who stole the crackers?" asked John.
Harry nodded, his smile turning slightly devilish.
"Yes, it's always the quiet ones. I haven't dared to leave them with a babysitter since Caiden was born, especially not if Scorpius is with them. They would surely take over the world, by accident of course."
John had to sit down as he was laughing too much, doubling over as he noticed one of the twins boosting the other up without much success to gain access to the fruit bowl, which was right besides their father who pushed it back further, much to the twin's displeasure.
"Daddy," whined one.
"We hungry!" whined the other.
Harry gave a sigh, looking down into two sets of mismatched eyes.
"I knew we shouldn't have stopped for fast food. Never enough to eat in those for you two. If I start to cook, do you promise to go play with the others without causing trouble?" he asked with a stern face.
The twins exchanged a look before they gave a nod and looked towards the door they had come through.
"John? Could you walk them back to Teddy and the others please? We'll get started on supper in the mean time," asked Jean sweetly.
John sat up in the stool, looking about to simply object, but he looked back at the twins and smiled.
"Sure, why not! Come along kiddies, we'll go find that big bro of yours!"
Caleb and Tyler nodded eagerly, running to catch up with the teenager's long leg walk.
"Is he always that eager to help out?" Harry asked, the look in his eyes clearly saying he thought the opposite.
"John has his moments, but he does help out if we ask him politely. He doesn't react well to most forms of authority, but it's gotten better since he started attending this school."
Harry gave a nod, but Jean couldn't exactly read his expression and as usual, she couldn't hear a murmur from his mind.
"Well, I'm not worried. Even if he does try to teach them some kind of trick, knowing my boys they'll forget about it as soon as food is offered. At their age they only care about what their older siblings tell them," chuckled the young father.
Harry leaned back against the counter and looked at Jean for a few minutes, who looked back at him with a small smile on her lips.
"Something the matter?" she asked eventually.
"You look like my mother, from the pictures I have of her. She died when I was little," he replied with a little shrug, turning away. "What was the menu for tonight? Or am I allowed to alter it?"
Jean was surprised by Harry's answer. She never would have guessed the man's mother had not been in his life, though maybe he'd had a step-mother to fill in the shoes? Maybe she would ask later, when they were more familiar with each other.
"Pasta is on the menu, but you can change it if you want. Though I'm not sure what else we have around…"
"Then pasta it is! I make one lip-licking grated macaroni!"
The telekinesis laughed as Harry wiggled his eye brow like in the movies, before they started to organize everything for the supper.
A/N; Hope you all enjoyed!