Disclaimer: Don't own, obviously
A/N: Just something short I came up with. I was inspired by my friend, who told me her brother used to do this to annoy their mom when he was little. Enjoy!
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Harry Potter watched as his godson's hair turned from turquoise, to jet black, to red, to light brown and back again. Harry was getting slightly nauseous from the flashing colors. Teddy (who was already three) still hadn't learned to control his metamorphmagus abilities, so his features (usually his eyes and hair, he didn't know how to change anything else) were constantly changing. Teddy was staring out the window with wide eyes. Harry smiled at his little godson. Then Teddy pointed at a large oak tree outside.
"Tree." Teddy said. Harry nodded. "Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree."
"What?" Harry asked.
"Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree…"
"Huh?"
"Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree…"
"What are you…?" Harry trailed off.
"Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree…" Harry stared as the little boy repeated the word over and over, seemingly without breathing.
Teddy didn't stop. He just kept saying it again and again. And again. Harry was beyond confused, and it was starting to annoy him.
"Tree. Tree. Tree…"
He wouldn't stop!
"Uh, Teddy…"
"Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree." Was Harry's reply. Soon, the word "tree" lost all meaning and Harry was officially irritated. "Tree. Tree. Tree…" Harry grit his teeth. "Tree. Tree. Tree. Tree…" Harry glared at his godson, but Teddy was oblivious. Harry groaned.
"Yes, Teddy! That's a tree!" Harry snapped. Teddy nodded, looking satisfied. Harry sighed with relief. Then Teddy's eyes widened and he pointed to something outside. Harry craned his neck to get a better view, pulling out his wand just in case.
"Rock. Rock. Rock."