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Baby Teddy giggled up at his parents as they stood over him. His mother was grinning wide from ear to ear as she held out a toy wand in front of the new baby. “Zzzzzzap!” she said in a high-pitched voice, pointing the toy at Teddy as he giggled away. Remus looked wary. “You shouldn’t make a joke out of pointing a wand at someone…” Tonks rolled her eyes at the baby, who found it absolutely hilarious when she did that. Pulling out her real wand, Tonks cast Silencio on her husband before looking back at Teddy. “Zzzzzap Daddy, Teddy!” |
There was no other way to put it… Teddy Lupin was chucking a tantrum. Ginny and Harry were looking after him for the next few days. Pick him up from school, get him to bed on time, yadda yadda yadda. Harry took on a huge role in the boy’s life, but Teddy still seemed to think he could get away with anything when staying there. “I DOOOOON’T WANT CHICKEN NUGGETTTTTTSSSS!” he screamed, kicking out at a toy. Ginny tried to grab hold of him, but Harry stopped her. “Don’t vex him… he’s a kid… it happens.” “He’s eleven years old!” |
Considering Teddy was very young, Harry knew he had to encourage the young lad’s creativity. Maybe if he did that much, the boy wouldn’t turn out to be much of a troublemaker. So, he was watching a puppet show, with handmade puppets. Teddy had even turned his hair green and spiky to make it look like grass poking up behind the sofa. Okay, he sounded strange and was making it up as he went along, but still… Then Ginny walked through. “Harry… why does Teddy have Ron’s socks on his hands?” “Ohhhhh… those were gagging sounds. It all makes sense.” |
A crowd of school students surrounded the scuffle that was happening out on the courtyard, and for once, Teddy was not involved in the fighting. He was clapping, stomping his feet and jeering and cheering when it was necessary. There came a voice in his ear. “There’s no need to egg on-” Teddy span around. “GENIUS!” he exclaimed, grinning at the girl. “Someone get some eggs!” The girl shook her head and walked away. “Not quite what I meant.” Not long after that, two egg-covered Gryffindors entered the castle. Teddy was behind them. All three were headed straight for detention. |
Teddy stared up in absolute terror, fearful of the fate which lay ahead. He sprinted through endless corridors, every turn taking him into a new room. His heart pounded in his chest as he heard footsteps pounding behind him. And then, the corner he turned was most definitely the wrong one. Teddy found himself at a dead end and he froze. Then came the booming voice. “LUPIN!” Again, Teddy leapt in fright and backed away as the figure approached and grabbed him by his collar. “Okay! Okay! I swear, from now on I’ll wash my feet… every now and then!” |
Hogwarts might have been moving on, but someone still didn’t get the hint about Binns. You’d have thought, from the atrocious exam results from nearly EVERY student that they might have sacked the ghost… Could a ghost be sacked? Did he even still have the job? Would the contract have ended when he died? Well… it didn’t matter. Teddy Lupin used the lesson as target practice. In fact, when there came a meeting to discuss Teddy’s behaviour, which also addressed Teddy throwing screwed up parchment through Binns in History of Magic, Teddy had one reaction. “I take History of Magic?” |
Leaning back in his chair in the Ravenclaw common room, Teddy gave a satisfied smile. “Homework,” he said, looking around at his peers who were studying like good little Ravenclaws. “The water source for the fountain of knowledge. We sit here, doing our homework, being good, whilst the Gryffindors run around being brave, the Slytherins be cunning and the Hufflepuffs… do… whatever they do. I know that doing homework now, makes me a true Ravenclaw and a success.” With that, the other students continued with their homework, and the exploding snap card tower Teddy had spent all day on, exploded. |
“YAAAAAAAAAWN!” Teddy exclaimed, shouting out the word rather than doing it. He was thirteen and finding Percy’s lecture to him tedious. The boy feigned sleep as Percy glared at him and continued his lecture about causing trouble at school. Teddy cut him off again. “I don’t mean to be rude, Perce-” “Whatever…” “-but this really is a bore. Really…” Percy bristled in indignation just as Harry arrived home, relieving Percy of babysitting duty. As soon as the dark-haired man stepped in, Percy disapparated. “What did you do?” Harry asked. “Just told him his lecture was boring information into my brain.” |
Teddy was trying to do his homework on the aguamenti charm. The boy was getting very tired, and he now knew NOT to go for a joy ride on the Hufflepuffs’ brooms instead of doing homework. The last time he stayed up this late, doing Arithmancy homework, the numbers SPOKE to him. In his bleariness, Teddy closed his eyes and started to dream but continued writing. The spell x-tinguishes the x-tinguish is that how you spell x-tinguish the hippo would know the spell is water hippos water HIPPO! Neglecting the re-reading was a crucial mistake. His teacher… was not impressed. |
Furious, Teddy Lupin scowled as he was confronted by his head of house and the quidditch official. “It wasn’t myyyy fault,” he protested. “Teddy,” his head of house replied. “No matter how many times you change your opinion, you can’t change your quidditch skills. You’re not on the team. There are safety regulations. Stop disguising your way back to tryouts. You broke the entire team!” The clumsy boy hung his head. Once Teddy had left, the quidditch official took the ice pack off her bruised eye. “Only he could cause that kind of damage with Keeper’s gloves.” Definitely Tonks’ son. |
Having a part Veela girlfriend probably seemed amazing, but Teddy found it rather annoying. He was the only person who liked Victoire for who she really was… and though the girl was like… and eighth Veela, all the boys drooled over her like a piece of meat. Teddy, who was not, in fact, the jealous type, was always there to help his girl. Which took its toll on both of them. “You are so paranoid,” Victoire seethed, red-faced, whilst Teddy massaged bruised knuckles. “He was leering at you!” Victoire rounded on the metamorphmagus, though seemed amused. “‘He’ was a tree!” |
Browsing for dress robes with Teddy, with the intent to buy them, was pretty difficult. Dress robes were meant to go well with the person, to suit their personality. If you had one word that described you, you had the word to describe the robes. Unfortunately for Teddy, that was ‘everchanging’. Well there was another, but you couldn’t exactly get ‘troublemaking’ robes. So now there was an argument. “Teddy, you are NOT getting colour-changing robes.” “Why noooooot?! I have the money!” Harry sighed in exasperation. “That’s not the point.” “And why is that?” “Colour-changing dress robes don’t exist.” Teddy pouted. |
Surrounded by his godfather’s kids, all of whom loved him dearly, Teddy switched off all the lights in the room and sat among them. The boy was fourteen, and evilness was his forte. The metamorphmagus could change his appearance, which you’d think would be the best tool for the ghost story he was about to tell. But he had something else. When he got to the part in the story where he let out a scream, Teddy shone a muggle torch under his chin, lighting his features from below. The Potter kids screamed and ran to their father. “Dang!” “TEDDYYYYYY!” |
Sighing, Teddy set down his History of Magic essay on top of his Divination dream chart. “You know… Harry failed History of Magic and Divination,” he pointed out to his best friend who sat beside him. Teddy didn’t actually shut up about it when he was having OWL troubles. “I like to think it’s because the past and the future are irrelevant,” Teddy announced proudly. “It’s all about now. The present.” “The present?” “Yup.” “Like… who’s stealing the present Victoire got you out of your bag?” Teddy spent the rest of the evening chasing after the third year thief. |
“Ewwwwwww!” Teddy exclaimed as he watched his grandmother make a potion. Then, he sneezed. Wrinkling her nose at her four year old grandson, Andromeda resisted the urge to tell the boy to cover his mouth when he did that. He was, after all, sick. Looking down at the potion ingredients, Dromeda saw that the frog’s guts were slowly oozing out of the body… and the woman couldn’t help but compare it to the way Teddy’s nose was oozing… “S’not nice!” Teddy exclaimed. Oh and how he did exclaim (LOUDLY!) later when he found out he’d have to drink this potion. |
He’d tried this before, and now he was trying again. Singing was really not something Teddy liked other people knowing he liked… if that made sense… and so he always practiced in private. But today, he had to be extra careful. He was staying at Harry’s house, and those kids, especially Lily, had sharp hearing. Just as Teddy was humming out the scales, he heard a sudden silence from the next room… if that was possible. Deciding to pretend it was nothing, Teddy started his favourite song… when the door crashed open. “YODELAYHEEEHOOOO!” chorused the Potter kids. “I’M NOT YODELLING!” |
“Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!” Teddy begged. “No,” came the reply that made Teddy think ‘No’ was his name. “Puhhhleeeeeeeeeeeeease!” “Teddy-” “PLEEEEEEASE!” It was the same kind of interaction that Teddy and Harry often shared. Today, Teddy was begging for a chance to duel his Godfather, whom he had learned was pretty epic at duelling. Whom EVERYONE had learned the same thing about. “Teddy, no. One day. Not today,” the man said with a tone of finality. His godson seemed rather put out. “Why noooooot?” the boy whined childishly. He was amazing at duelling. Kind of. Harry just didn’t KNOW that. “Teddy. You’re seven.” |
SLAP! The fifteen year old recipient of a slap from his girlfriend reeled. One side of his face had a pink handprint on it, and the boy’s hair turned red with his anger. “What was that for?!” Teddy Lupin asked, voice high and indignant. The girl he was speaking to was not Victoire. No… Victoire was his on and off girlfriend… This girl had just realised Teddy was in love with Victoire… and she was not happy. “For being…” she stalled, looking for an insult to throw and finding none. “An amazing boyfriend?” “A PIG!” “That’s a bit harsh.” SLAP! |
The three boys peered into the cavernous cave. “HALLOOOOO!” one of them yelled, causing many echoes to reverberate back at them, repeating the greeting. Each little boy stared with shining eyes. An adventure. The entrance seemed to gape at them at the total surprise that they were even there, and when the smallest boy stepped forwards, he almost fell into the saltwater… if it wasn’t for Teddy. Teddy who yelled at his sons as they gaped at him, not knowing he could be so mad. For the Lupin boys had tried to explore what Harry had called… the Horcrux cave. |
Harry Potter was facing his worst nightmare. Trying to make a cranky Teddy Lupin take a nap. “Nooooo Hawwy, I dun wannaaaaa,” the small boy whined, changing his hair from blond to the exact shade of the table he currently hid under. Harry saw him anyway and lunged for him, but the small boy was quick and Harry ended up turning the table over. Teddy’s eyes went wide. “GIIIIIIINNYYYYYYY!” he yelled, running into the kitchen. “HAWWY BWOKED DA TABLE!” When Ginny rushed into the living room, carrying Teddy, Harry just glared. “Give. Him. A. Nap.” Teddy didn’t argue this time. |
The first time Teddy ever went to Hogwarts, he was not eleven years old. Heck, he wasn’t even eleven months old. Harry took Teddy on a tour of Hogwarts not after the final battle. Since, at that time, Harry was practically a deity in the wizarding world, the portraits all flocked to see him, something Teddy found amusing to watch, reaching out for them and trying to grab the portrait subjects in his chubby fists. Until he saw the werewolf portrait, which lunged for him, causing the boy to scream, though the portrait wasn‘t real. Harry had smiled. Ironic, no? |
The graveyard was one of the few places that Teddy wasn’t hyperactive. He stood, seventeen, staring at Remus and Tonks’ tombstone. Harry stayed back. He could remember when he went to visit his own parents’ graves for the first time. This time wasn’t the first for Teddy, but still… Watching from the gate, Harry observed Teddy speaking to the gravestone. Curiously, the boy left an envelope on the grave before leaving. Later, Teddy revealed that the envelope held his NEWT results. And that his parents would have been proud of his straight O grades. Even if he HAD been expelled. |
Taking Teddy to the zoo was, perhaps, the biggest mistake of Harry’s life. The boy had, predictably, ran off in search of the exciting animals. What did he want to see lizards for? No way; LIONS were his game. His Daddy had been a Lion. And Harry was a Lion too. As he sprinted through the crowds, Teddy’s hair changed to a mane and his eyes became catlike. Finally, he reached a chain link fence. “Rawrrrrr,” he whispered, like a true predator. “ROARRRR!” He was right by the lion’s den. Teddy had been ROARED at by a REAL LION! “AWESOME!” |
Harry twitched. Ginny yawned. Teddy would not shut up. “Teddy!” Harry finally exclaimed, sick to death of hearing about the chicken in the garden showing the metamorphmagus its home and wordly possessions. The small boy looked at his godfather with adoration in his eyes. “Do you have a word count of one million you have to reach every day?” the man asked, and, with a mock sigh, he picked up the boy. “I admire your imagination but-” “THERE HE IS!” Teddy screeched, pointing out of the window where a chicken indeed stood. Harry smiled, twitching. “Go play with your friend!” |
Staring out over the courtyard of The Burrow, after the party that followed his wedding, Teddy held tightly to the wooden fence. Tears swam in his eyes, and he blinked them out. And then Harry was right beside him. “What’s up with you?” Harry asked, and Teddy bowed his head. He had everything. Wife, future kids, loving family. But was that really it? “What’s next?” the metamorphmagus asked. Harry smiled and placed his arm around his godson’s shoulders. “The world takes a new face for you… like you. Look forward.” Harry took a sip of butterbeer. “What’s next? The future.” |
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