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In the hands of fate	By : XMeikoX Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 17181 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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Logan stared at the little brats that were now in his survival class. Without their powers, they seemed to be just a bunch of wimps.

He had agreed to take this teaching job, just until he found Harry. Professor Xavier showed him this big mind machine he had created, hidden in the school. He called it cerebro or something. Apparently, that is what they used to find the kids to attend the school. It was a mutant detector. Professor Xavier agreed that if Logan taught the kids, then he would search for Harry with that devise. It was the best way Logan could think of, but he was still anxious. He had gone back to the lab. It was on a little island. He tried to sniff out Harry’s scent, but it seemed to have disappeared into thin air. It had been three months already. He wasn’t even sure if his mate was okay, not to mention still alive. The sooner Harry was found, the sooner they could leave together. He understood that staying at the school was the fastest way, but he couldn’t help feeling a bit useless. Here he was in luxury while his mate could be barely surviving on the streets somewhere.

“Okay! Shut up brats! Here are the rules!” Logan yelled gruffly, making all the kids be quiet as they stared at him with wide eyes. All the other teachers at the school were really nice. To be yelled at by a teacher seemed to be a shock for some of the kids. Logan smirked. This was going to be fun. “Rule one; no powers. This is survival training. You might need these abilities if you cannot use your powers.” Several of the kids groaned at the concept of no powers. “Rule number two; Always, and I mean always do what I say.” They nodded, still looking a bit put out at ‘no powers’. “Good. Also, no calling me Professor. You call me Wolverine; none of that polite crap. You’re not going to like me much anyway.”

A brave kid decided to raise him hand, though he looked a bit weary. Logan nodded at him to speak.

“Um..what kind of survival training will we be learning? Like fighting?” The boy asked, seeming to be excited.

Logan grinned, chuckling lightly. This kid had enthusiasm. He might actually be able to live through this class with an attitude like that.

“Yes, you will learn how to fight, survive in the wild and maybe if you’re lucky, you’ll learn how to survive on the streets.”

“What the hell is this? Boy scouts?” A student mumbled, making the class giggle. Logan chuckled, cracking his knuckles sinisterly.

“You’re going to wish it was the boy scouts when I’m done with you.”

Xxxxx

Severus looked at Harry nervously. He wasn’t even sure how to start this conversation. He usually left it up to his Slytherin prefects, but with the current head boy being Draco that was impossible to do.

“Harry….sex is…well…” Severus stumbled, a light blush covering his pale cheeks. “It’s something you do with someone you love very much…”

Harry looked at him confused, head tilted to the side.

“So you don’t just do it with anyone?” At Severus’s ‘no’ he continued. “So we should have sex?”

“What?” Severus seemed to almost turn green at the idea. “No! Only someone you love very very much!”

“Does that mean you don’t love me?” Tears gathered in Harry’s eyes. Severus wished he could have avoided this whole conversation. Damn that godson of his.

“No…I mean yes…I…Harry, I love you but not in the same way you love a person you have sex with.” Severus said frantically. He wanted this conversation to end now!

“There are different kinds of love?”

“Yes. Like how you love Logan is like a lover. You love me as a father and I love you as a son.” Severus looked down at Harry, wiping away his tears. “Do you understand now?” He breathed a sigh of relief when Harry nodded.

“So is kissing the same thing as sex?” Harry asked innocently.

“Well, no but…” Severus groaned. This was going to be a loooong talk.

Xxxxx

“Hey papa where is that dress you bought me? The green one?” Harry asked looking for his favorite emerald green robes his adopted father had given him. They reminded him of his eyes, and Logan always loved the color of his eyes. Severus walked into the room and sighed.

“I told you Harry, they are robes not…dresses.” Severus sneered in disgust at the idea of wearing a dress. Harry giggled at his frustrated look. He knew they weren’t dresses, Merlin knew everyone corrected him enough, but he loved to tease Severus about it. He would always give the funniest reactions.

Harry had been living in Hogwarts for a little over three months now. It was getting cold outside, snow looking to be falling soon. It was getting close to winter vacation, and the students would be leaving soon.

“Come on papa! I wanted to buy Lucas and Logan something for Christmas.” Harry whined, throwing himself on the couch.

Severus sighed to himself. He sometimes didn’t know which he liked better; the loud, emotional teenager or the quiet and timid boy who had first entered Hogwarts. He shook his head as he smiled a barely noticeable smiled. Throwing the thick emerald robes on the teen’s head, the potion master chuckled at the responding huff.

“Why do you wish to buy presents now? It is only the beginning of December and your little one has yet to be born.” Severus ran his hands through Harry’s messy hair, making him pout. “In fact, you won’t give birth to that hellion until at least late April, if not in May.”

“But…”

Severus pulled the teen off the couch, helping him slip into the winter robes.

“Do not stress yourself. Lucas will come when it is time for him. You cannot rush him.”

Harry looked up at Severus with teary eyes.

“What about Logan? When will I see him again?” Harry asked, looking up at his adopted father. Severus sighed.

“The headmaster has told me he has been doing all kinds of spells and such to look for him. Only time will tell.” Severus frowned as Harry sighed dejectedly. “If you wish, I will ask the headmaster how the process is going.”

Harry’s head shot up and his eyes lit up in hope. He smiled brightly, giggling in happiness.

“Yes Papa! Please! I want to see Logan as soon as possible! He has to be here before Lucas is born! Has to!” Harry said urgently, looking up at Severus with a serious expression. Severus nodded, and the smile returned, shining even more brightly. “What kind of present do you think Logan will want Papa?”

Severus chuckled as he followed his son to the table. He loved to see him so happy and energetic. Few things could make his son this way the longer he was away from this ‘Logan’. He just hoped the headmaster was making good progress with tracking the man down.

“I don’t know Harry. Let’s just look around. We can get him more than one thing if you choose. Now eat your breakfast. You need to eat for Lucas, remember?”

Harry giggled happily, nodding his head. Severus felt that they better find this ‘Logan’ soon, for the sake of Harry’s heart.

They both sat at the table and filled their plates. Harry was chomping on his toast when there was a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it!” Harry was getting up when he was pushed back down into his chair. Severus stood over him, glaring.

“No, you eat. Eat something besides toast.” Severus said as Harry looked up at him sheepishly, grabbing some pancakes and smothering them with bananas. Severus just rolled his eyes and went over to the door. As soon as it was open, his godson walked in past him as if he wasn’t even there. Severus just frowned, closing the door.

“Yes, Draco; come in. It’s alright.” He said sarcastically as he walked back over to the table, grabbing a new plate and seat as his godson had taken both of his. He didn’t like Draco being around Harry. Draco obviously liked his son, but Harry seemed naïve to it. Even after the ‘sex’ incident, Harry was as innocent and naïve as ever.

“Hello Harry.” Draco smiled his award winning smile that could make even the straightest blokes swoon. “You look as lovely as ever.”

“Thank you Draco. You too.” Harry said back, smiling at his friend gently. He didn’t notice the light blush that dusted Draco’s cheeks as he started to pay more attention to his sticky breakfast.

“What are you doing here Draco?” Severus asked calmly, giving his godson a calculating look. He actually felt sorry for the young teen. He was so in love with Harry, but his feelings would never be returned. He thought of his past with Potter with a frown. Potters seemed to have that effect on certain Slytherins.

Harry was head over heels in love with this Logan man. He didn’t really like his son being in love with an older man, but as long as they loved each other it would be fine with him. The big question was where this Logan was and would they be able to locate him. The potion master shook his head, dispelling the negative thoughts to pay attention to the two students in his room.

“I’m here to visit my two favorite people.” Draco said smiling flirtatiously at Harry, who didn’t seem to notice. Severus’s eyebrow twitched in irritation as Draco sent Harry a lustful look when the naïve teen started to suck the sticky syrup from his fingers. Harry finally noticed Draco’s look, and looked back at him confused, continuing to eat his breakfast. Severus just shook his head at the ridiculous behavior.

“Hurry up and go to class Draco. Harry and I have to run to Hogsmeade to pick up some supplies before starting his lessons” Severus said. Draco pouted childishly before standing up.

“Okay. Fine, I’m leaving.” He said before turning to Harry with a smile. “I’ll see you later Harry.” And with that, Draco leaned down and placed a peck on Harry’s cheek before leaving out the door, his robes billowing in a familiar fashion behind him. Harry just sat there with his eyes wide. He then turned toward the fuming potion master.

“Papa….was that sex?” Harry asked confused. Severus growled, glaring at the seat his godson was just in, his eye almost twitching with irritation.

“No Harry, that was not…sex.” A light blush covered his cheeks at the word before disappearing. “That was a violation of your trust and person.” Severus stood up, waving his wand to make the dirty plates on the table disappear. “He shouldn’t have done that and he knew he shouldn’t.”

Harry nodded, going for his toast again.

“It felt a bit weird. But…” He looked down at his food, fiddling with it slightly. “It made me really miss Logan…even more than before.”

Severus sighed, ruffling his son’s hair.

“Next time you see Draco, tell him you only see him as a friend. Though, make sure I am close by. Just in case” Harry nodded, smiling up the older man. “Now, go clean up then we can go shopping.”

Severus sighed as he watched Harry enter the bathroom. He wished he could protect him from everything. If only that were possible. He was worried about the current situation with Draco. He was a Slytherin after all, and Slytherins knew how to get what they want. It was worse if said Slytherin also happened to be a Malfoy. It was a dangerous combination.

“Oh, and Harry?” Harry’s head popped out of the bathroom in question. “Please desist from eating in the same manner you did this morning. It was atrocious. Napkins or a cleaning spell will work a lot better than your tongue.”

Xxxxxxx

Headmaster Dumbledore sneezed. Either he was getting a cold, or someone was talking about him. He would have to run by the hospital wing later and get a cold and flu potion. He might be strong magically, but he was still an old man. Once a wizard or witch got over a hundred, they should really start watching their health. Fawkes made a trill, cueing that someone was coming up the staircase.

“I wonder who that could be.” He mumbled to himself, putting on a grandfatherly look. His smile widened when Severus came through the door.

“Ah, Severus my boy! It’s good to see you. What business do you have with an old man such as myself?” Dumbledore asked kindly, though inside he was thinking of all his potion master could want. The younger man had not trusted him the same after the initial hospital wing incident. He was still working on getting that trust back.

“Indeed headmaster.” Severus looked at him with his dark, calculating eyes. Dumbledore only wished he was a few years younger, then he could have made the man his. He could just imagine the younger man bent over his desk. Wishful thinking he supposed. “I was just looking into your process on the search for Logan.” At the confused look he received, Severus continued. “Logan. Harry’s mate? The father to his child? You have been searching for him, haven’t you?”

Recognition lit in his eyes. “Of course I have my dear boy, of course. This old man is just old is all; just old. My memory is not what it used to be. I have many people from the order looking into it.” Dumbledore frowned as he felt the younger man push against his mind shields. “Do you not believe me my dear boy?” The smile returned. “I see you as a son of course. I believed we held such a trust between us. To see that we do not does hurt indeed.”

Severus looked a bit ashamed, looking down. The headmaster had a point with that. Without the old man it would be incredibly unlikely that he would be out of Azkaban, if not alive.

“I am sorry headmaster. It was my mistake.” Even though he said this, he still felt uneasy around the old man. After he had insisted that Harry take an abortion potion, it had been like the illusion he had of the headmaster had been broken.

Dumbledore smiled his key grandfather smile, making the potion master visibly relax.

“It is perfectly alright Severus my boy” Inside the headmaster was cheering. The only perk to getting old was that it was easier to get the trust of the younger generations. His chess pieces were set, just waiting readily on him to move them to their positions. He was almost giddy at the control he held. “I will look on the order’s progress on finding Harry’s mate my dear boy. Not to worry.”

Severus nodded before leaving the room. Dumbledore let down his grandfather disguise and smirked in satisfaction. As if he was looking for a pathetic muggle that had caused him all these complications. Even if said muggle had some type of strange power, it was useless to him in comparison to a wizard. He would keep telling Severus he was looking. That would keep them both satisfied until he thought of a new plan to distract them. Maybe he could tell them he had found the location of the man, but it just happened to be a cemetery?

He chuckled darkly to himself before he started to whistle to himself. He loved to be in control.

Xxxxxx

Snow gently fell from the sky, coating everything in its path. Hogwarts stood in all its beauty with the blanket of white covering it and the surrounding area, making the scene breathtaking. Students were running about, having snow ball fights, making magical snow bunnies hop around or making snow angels. Everyone seemed to be enjoying the newly fallen snow.

“Isn’t it pretty Draco?” Harry asked, dancing around in the white bliss. He was covered thoroughly with thick elegant green robes, snug black gloves and a matching black and green scarf wrapped tightly around his neck. Draco was dressed similarly but in Slytherin colors. He laughed at Harry’s joy, nodding his head in agreement.

“Aren’t you cold with no gloves Malfoy?” Hermione asked worriedly, looking down at Draco’s strong but well-manicured hands. In the time that Harry had been at Hogwarts, he hadn’t made a lot of friends. Besides Draco, Hermione was the only other friend he had here. Professor McGonagall was having difficulties fitting in enough time to teach Harry her part of his lessons, so she employed Hermione to teach Harry in her stead since she was at the top of her class. She agreed happily, if only to share her vast knowledge and be useful to someone. They had become quick friends. Through Harry, Hermione and Draco also created a tolerating relationship. They dealt with each other, but were not really friends. Only because of Harry did they ever act civil to each other. To say the least, after calling Hermione ‘mud blood’ once, it had not ended well by any means. Harry had found out what it meant and had refused to speak, or even see Draco, until he formally apologized to her. After two days, Draco had grudgingly agreed, if only to see Harry again.

“Don’t worry Granger. I’m fine.” Draco smirked snottily, causing Hermione to scoff.

“As if I would worry about someone as stuck up as you Malfoy.” She walked ahead of him, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

A shriek rang throughout Hogwarts, followed by loud laughing. Hermione shook her head frantically, desperate to get all the freezing snow out of her hair where it had been crushed. Harry laughed at her reaction as Draco smirked in satisfaction, wiping his hands off on his robes. She reminded him of a dog that was trying to get the water out of its fur.

“You are such a jerk Malfoy!” Hermione said angrily, though a hint of amusement was present in her eyes. Harry continued to giggle, moving back away from the two.

“Well Granger, you do always say you can’t get anything to calm your curly hair. I was just trying a new method.” Draco said with a smirk, crossing his arms over his chest to appear superior. To be honest, he wasn’t trying to look superior but was really just trying to warm up his hands. He had been so excited about the chance to catch Harry under one of the countless mistletoe throughout the castle that he had forgotten his gloves. Just thinking of the idea made his insides flutter in anticipation. A gasp escaped his lips as snow slushed down the back of his neck down his robes. He reached for his back frantically, trying to get all the snow off, Hermione and Harry laughing hysterically in the background.

“Why you little…”He grabbed a handful of snow, flinging it at the other teen. Harry just laughed as he gracefully dodged it.

“Good try Dray, but not good enough.” Harry giggled, grabbing his own handful of snow. That’s when the war officially began. Snow began to fly between the three teens as laughter rang in the cold, winter air. Draco had finally been able to grab Harry and was about to smash a glob of snow in the laughing teen’s laughing face.

“Draco.”

A cold voice rang from behind them all, causing them all to freeze. Behind them was Draco’s father, Lucius Malfoy. Draco’s eyes widened in shock, but he quickly snapped out of it as he stood up from the ground, dusting his robes to get the excess snow off.

“You seem well.” The man said his voice and face not revealing any emotion. Draco nodded, putting on his own, well-practiced mask.

“Yes father, as do you.” He said politely, almost jumping when Harry placed a gentle hand on his arm.

The younger teen was looking up at the blond man questioningly. This was Draco’s father? He didn’t seem anything like the young Slytherin. They might have similar looks, but so far, the attitude expressed by the man is totally different from the usual Draco.

“You must be the famous Harry Potter.” Lucius stated, eyes looking over the teen. Harry nodded, grabbing onto Draco’s arm more tightly. “Your reputation exceeds you.” He turned back to Draco. “Come Draco. I have some business to take care of with Severus and I want you to be present.”

Draco just nodded his head, his face still devoid of emotion.

“Yes father.” He leaned in closer to Harry. “Go back with Hermione to the Gryffindor common.”

Harry looked confused at Draco, but nodded his head anyway. He moved back and walked over to Hermione, who seemed to be frozen in place.

As soon as the two Malfoys were gone from sight, the Gryffindor seemed to come unfrozen.

“That was Malfoy’s dad? He is so scary looking.” Hermione got a thoughtful look. “I think I’ve seen him in the prophet before. He is in the ministry, right?”

Harry shook his head. “I don’t know. Dray never really talks of his dad; none of his family really.”

“The rumor is that the whole family is a lot of death eaters.” At Harry’s dirty look, she continued. “It is only a rumor after all! Another one is that Professor Snape is in a relationship with Professor McGonagall. Obviously wrong…right?”

“Well, I never asked Severus that” Harry giggled. Hermione looked at him with wide eyes, stunned. “I’ll ask him later, ‘kay?” He said with a giggle before he grabbed her arm, pulling her into the castle. “Let’s go warm up in the Gryffindor common room. Maybe Ron will be there and want to play chess, yeah?”

Xxxxx

“What can I do for you Lucius?” Severus asked, looking over his cup of tea at his old school friend. If the blond was here, then he wanted something from him, or needed something important.

“Ah, Severus, Don’t be so cold. I just wanted to visit my longtime friend. Is that so much of a crime?” Lucius said with a chuckle, sitting down impossibly close to the potion master on the couch while Draco stood at the side of the room, looking a bit irritated.

Severus glared at the other man, slamming his cup down.

“You never just want to visit so spit it out Malfoy.” Severus growled out angrily. Lucius sighed, finally getting serious.

“Take a seat Draco.” Lucius said, gesturing to the comfortable chair next to the fire. Draco just nodded, taking the seat and sitting ridge-backed, not relaxing. “The dark lord has been asking about the Potter boy and….” Lucius scowled. “The bastard wants Draco.”

Draco gasped, going pale as Severus’s eyes widened.

“What do you mean, ‘wants’? As in…a lover?” Severus asked slowly, not sure if he wanted to know the answer. Lucius’s eyes widened.

“No! Merlin…No! At least I hope he never does. The dark lord wants Draco to get the mark and try to spy on Potter. He wants him to bring Potter to him.” Lucius said with a scowl.

Draco for one let out a breath in relief at hearing the news. Nothing could be worse than being snake-face’s lover. He shivered at the thought of such a task. He would rather AK himself.

“What are we going to do Severus? I don’t want Draco to have the same fate as us.” Lucius said, pulling the potion master closer, much to his irritation.

“For now, we stall. Think of a reason for him not to get the mark. Make an excuse about the headmaster or something. Anything to buy us time.” Severus said, pushing Lucius off of him to refill his cup of tea. As soon as he got off the couch, the portrait hole slammed open.

“Papa! Guess what!” Harry yelled, running in the door, jumping in excitement. He ran to Severus, hugging him tightly. Severus stumbled back a little before regaining his balance.

“What is it Harry?”

Harry giggled happily, starting to shed his clothes. Severus’s eyes widened as it all started to come off, while Draco leaned forward, a smirk of anticipation on his face. Lucius just sat there in shock at hearing his friend being referred to as ‘Papa’ by the boy-who-lived. Harry pulled off his shirt and moved his hands down to his stomach.

“Look papa! Lucas is growing!” Harry said with a giggle. Indeed, his once perfectly flat stomach now had a barely noticeable bump. “My stomach started to feel weird, and then Hermione said that a baby can start moving as early as thirteen weeks!”

Severus smiled gently, running his hands through Harry’s hair.

“Congratulations Harry. Now go take a warm bath. You feel freezing. It won’t be good for Lucas if you get sick, okay?” Severus said gently, moving the teen toward the bathroom. Harry nodded blissfully, rubbing his stomach.

“Yes Papa!”

It was deathly silent as soon as the door closed. Lucius was the first one to break it.

“So it seems the two of you have left out some very important information in your letters to me.” Lucius said, glaring mainly at his son. A scowl formed on Severus’s face as Draco looked down, blushing ashamed.

“It was none of your business Lucius.” Severus said coldly, sitting his empty tea cup in the sink.

“’None of my business’?! How is it none of my business? I thought you lov…” Lucius cut himself off, glancing at his son quickly. “Draco. Go to the potion lab, or something.”

Draco looked confused but nodded, moving toward his godfather’s personal potion lab.

“Don’t blow anything up Draco.” Severus said offhandedly, looking at the elder Malfoy. Draco just nodded, closing the door behind him, rolling his eyes at their secrecy.

“Severus, what exactly is going on? A pregnant Harry Potter is living in your rooms? Calling you ‘Papa’ even?” Lucius asked, moving closer to the potion master. “If you wanted a son I think I could have found a solution to that problem.” He said suggestively, making the other man blush. “I would do anything for my love.”

“Stop being such a tease Lucius.” Severus looked down darkly. “You know as well as I do you won’t leave your wife. So there is no ‘love’ between us.”

Lucius scowled. “I’ve told you a thousand times Sev! It’s not that easy. Until Draco is out of school, we cannot get rid of our marriage. It’s in the damn contract our families made when they arranged the whole thing.” He pulled Severus’s face up to look at him in the eyes. “There has never been love between me and Cissy besides that of brother and sister. Even conceiving Draco was difficult.”

Their lips touched gently together briefly before Severus pulled away.

“Then I guess until that time, the only relationship we have is that between friends.” Severus turned away from him, his face hooded by his long black hair. Lucius huffed, grabbing the potion master to face him again, placing a kiss on his hand.

“If that is how you wish it.” Lucius said, leaning in closer. “Just remember, you will be mine.” A blush coated Severus’s cheeks, looking even brighter on his pale complexion.

“Are you two finished flirting?” Draco said from the potions room door, leaning on the door frame, a smirk gracing his features. The comment only seemed to make the older man blush more, though Lucius wasn’t deterred.

“No, I think I’ll have a few more minutes.” Lucius said before engulfing Severus’s lips with his own. Draco just chuckled as Severus tried to move away.

“Luciu…mhh…no…” Severus moaned softly around the tongue in his mouth. He finally managed to pull away from the blonde man. “Lucius! This is not behavior that should be exhibited in front of your son, and much less to be done to a friend!”

“Papa…that was snogging, right?” Harry was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, wearing only his bathrobes. Draco groaned at the sight, and Severus felt his face would forever be red at the embarrassment of being caught by his son.

“Yeah, it was Harry. Let’s go to your room and I’ll teach you all about it.” Draco said with a grin, moving toward Harry.

“Oh no you don’t Draco!” Severus growled, glaring at Draco. “I think it’s time you returned to the Slytherin common room.”

“Papa, I thought you said you aren’t supposed to kiss friends like that?” Harry asked, tilting his head to the side in thought. “And you just said Mr. Malfoy was your friend?”

“Well…I…uh…” Severus blushed, stuttering. Lucius smiled, snaking his arms around him and pulling the blushing man to his chest, causing the blush to intensify.

“Are you giving your son mixed messages Severus?” Lucius whispered in his ear hotly.

“I’ll show you how friends should act Harry.” Draco wrapped his arm around Harry’s hips, pulling the confused teen to his bedroom.

“What? No…I…wait….” Severus looked back between the Malfoy leading his son to his doom, and the Malfoy closest to him leading him to his own doom. He shook his head, letting out an angry shout. “That’s it! Both Malfoys out!” He continued when they looked they wanted to protest. “Now!”

They both grumbled as they left, but complied with the order.

“I believe you might have taken your teasing of Professor Snape a bit far father.” Draco said with a frown. “You got us kicked out.” Lucius just made a ‘hn’ noise, clicking his cane on the floor in frustration.

“It was good to see you Draco, but I must depart now. I will see you at home for winter break.” And with that, he headed for the front gate where he could safely apparate back to the Malfoy manor. Draco watched his father walk away with a scoff.

“And I almost had him too…” He said, thinking of Harry standing in the doorway of the bathroom, only wearing a bathrobe, water dripping down his hairless chest. Draco sighed. “Looks like I’ll have to take a bath myself.”

XXXX

Once Harry was dressed, Severus sat him on the couch while he paced around the room. Harry looked on at him in amusement.

“Are you okay Papa?” Severus stopped, turned toward Harry, looked like he was about to say something, closed his mouth after a second and then started pacing again. “Do you love Mr. Malfoy Papa?”

“What? I…um…Merlin…” Severus sighed, sitting down heavily on the couch next to his son. Harry giggled, moving to sit in his lap. Once he was situated, he kissed him on the cheek. Severus looked down at his son in confusion.

“It’s okay if you love him Papa. Draco is a good person, so that must mean that Mr. Malfoy is a good person too.”

Severus sighed again, burying his face into his son’s hair.

“Thank you Harry.”

“I love you Papa.”

Severus looked up at hearing those words, but relaxed when he saw Harry had fallen asleep. He kissed him gently on the forehead, combing his hands through his hair.

“Love you too.”

Xxxxx

Logan felt like banging his head against a brick wall. These kids were getting on his last nerve. They had been split into groups of two. If they weren’t arguing with each other they were complaining.

I’m tired. My feet hurt. It’s freezing out here. Why do I have to be in his group? Can’t we use our powers? It’s too cold to be outside. Let’s go inside! Why do we have to do this? This is too hard to do. Let’s do something else.

The list of annoying complaints continued on and on, never ending. Oh how he wished he was able to physically punish these punks. But no, ‘that wouldn’t be right’, Xavier said. ‘That is too harsh.’

He couldn’t just make them listen with some mind trick like the older man could, or how Jean could.

“Hey! Shut the hell up already and listen you damn idiots!” Logan yelled with a growl. They all shut up immediately, much to Logan’s relief. “This exercise is to not use your powers! Now, unless you brats want to go one-on-one with me for the next two hours, you better do as I say!” They all nodded quickly doing as told, scared at the idea of having to fight the other mutant for so long. Logan sighed quietly in relief as they started doing as they were told. His patience was running really thin. He missed his Harry so bad. His chest hurt all the time now at the long separation from his mate. He wished Xavier would hurry up with that damn machine.

“Man, he needs to get laid.” One of the male students grumbled to his partner, who laughed lightly. Before he knew it, Logan had the student pinned by his neck against a tree with one hand, his claws unsheathed an inch from the boy’s face. His legs kicked from underneath him frantically trying to find ground.

“You want to say that to my face, little fuck?!” Logan screamed, a low, threatening growl coming from deep within his chest. The boy just stared at him in absolute fear, grabbing at the hand around his throat that was restricting his air flow.

“Logan! Calm down!” A voice said behind him that Logan recognized as Professor Xavier. “Release him!”

Logan let out a snarl before retracting his claws and letting the student fall to the ground, gasping for air. He glared at him before walking away, ignoring the voices of the professor and students. He reached his room, slamming the door closed and lying down on his queen sized bed.

God, he missed his mate.

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