A/N: I got this idea from sulking in my room because I'm a teenager who misses her dad.

Chapter 1- An Introduction is in order.

21st July, 2013

What am I even meant to do with this thing? I really don't understand what it's for. Harry got it for me for my 15th birthday and I actually don't even know what to do. I should probably tell you about myself, I guess. Here goes nothing... Merlin I'm glad Hermione charmed this so no one could read it except for me...

My name is Teddy Remus Lupin, I'm 15 years old with a girlfriend who is obsessed with Hugh Jackman and a muggle born best friend who is stuck on a level on Candy Crush which has caused him to become moody and Anti-social. I don't know how he's going to go when we go back to Hogwarts; his stupid iPhone won't work there. I don't really know what else to say... Umm... I'm a Metamorphmagus which is pretty cool. I got that from my mum, Nymphadora Lupin, though she preferred her maiden name; Tonks. I don't know why she didn't like her name, I think it's beautiful. She was very beautiful according to everyone and whenever I ask someone about her they always get teary eyed. Especially grandma and Molly, apparently she and Molly were very close. My dad's name was Remus Lupin. He was a werewolf and no, thankfully, I didn't pick any of that up. I think about my dad a lot, he sounded like an interesting person and I wish that I could have got to know him.

As you can probably guess, my stupid book, my parents are dead. They died, according to Harry, to make the world better for me to grow up in. I got raised by my grandmother and by Harry... and also by Ginny, I guess, because she lived with him ever since I could remember. Harry Potter is my godfather, yes, you heard correctly. Harry Potter is my godfather and I hate everyone's reaction whenever I say that. I'm kind of used to it by now; it has gotten a bit old. When I was little I used to call Harry and Ginny, dad and mum. My first word was dad and I said it to Harry. Poor Harry. I thought I was a really bad kid when I was little, but Harry tells me that I was a piece of cake compared to James. Oh, James. I love James.

James Sirius Potter, eldest son of Harry James Potter, is the best kid little kid, ever. He is just great. James is 8, Albus Severus is 7 and Lily Luna is 6. The Potter household is a very full house hold at all times. All of the Potter kids were named after people important to Harry and Ginny and they are all amazing kids, but I like James the best. Albus and Lily are really sensitive and sweet but James is such a handful. I love it. There is not a day that goes at the Potters when James isn't getting told off. Actually, today wasn't so bad, he didn't get told off. James just hung out with me for most of the day so he didn't really have time to plan anything devious. Actually, no, I lied. He did get told off today. We were playing Quidditch in the back yard this morning and James decided to use a Garden Gnome as a Quaffle and the Gnome was squealing like there was no tomorrow. Harry and I found it rather funny until James pegged it through a window where it hit Lily in the head. And Lily being six found that that there was no pain worse that being hit in the head with a Gnome. Though there might actually be no pain worse than being hit in the head with a Gnome, I wouldn't know. But to make it up to her, James and I made butterfly cupcakes with her all afternoon. The best part of that was when James was really trying hard to get himself into Lily's good books again so he dyed the cake mixture pink. Lily started crying again, saying that she hated the colour pink, that blue was her favourite colour and she tipped the mixture on James' head and walked away. But, hey, at least James got to eat a whole mixture of cake batter. Surprisingly enough, this is a rather normal day in the Potter house.

I love the Potter house. I love the Potter house almost as much as I love the Burrow.

Anyway, I have to go now. I'm going to my girlfriend, Elli's, house where she is going to make me watch the X-men for the tenth time these holidays. Not that I'm complaining, I rather like the X-men series, but it's a little bit odd when your girlfriend is drooling over a guy who is one year older then her father.

Teddy.

A/N: I hoped you liked it. This is a trial of sorts to see what people think of it.