Hi! So, this is my first story, and I'm extremely happy that it's being posted on Lily Evans Potter's birthday! Anyway, I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think about the chapter, and what you think should happen in the chapters to come!

Teddy

The sky sure can look odd sometimes.

Most of the time, it's just a big, blue… thing that obstructs our view from space. But really, today it just looked… peculiar. Half of the sky was a purple-gray color, but it had a hazy, twisted look about it. Where that half ended, a yellow and orange sky began, both of the colors swirling around up above with just a hint of blue marks here and there.

What the heck?

Maybe I'm delusional. Maybe I'm just a messed up kid. Whatever my case may be, however, I still saw two, very strange skies staring at me from a million miles high.

"YOU!"

James and I go way back.

I mean, seriously, I'm kind of shocked we aren't brothers or something. Oh, and before your mind gets carried away, please don't go thinking, "Oh, they could be brothers, so they're exactly alike." Uh-uh. No, sir-ee, we are far from alike. What I mean is, I've known James ever since he was born. In fact, I was there at St. Mungo's when he was in the process of, literally, being brought into the world. He was the first baby I'd ever held. Honestly, he was my first best friend, which is a bit surprising because of our six year age difference, but still.

"Yes?"

"You promised we would end the summer with something fun to do! I didn't think that meant lying down in the grass for the whole day, staring at the sky like it's some interesting television show!"

I replied, "Have you even looked at the sky today? Come sit with me." I patted a spot in the grass to my right.

"I think I'll pass. Come on, Teddy! It's your last year at Hogwarts, and my first! You and I have got to do something to start it with a BANG!" As he finished his sentence, he threw grass all over my head.

I sat up, and stared at James. His dark hair was untidy, as usual. Excited eyes looked expectantly at me. "Alright, then. What sort of a bang did you have in mind?"

James smiled an extremely large, rather toothy smile at me. "Come!" He grabbed my hand, towing me inside the Potter house.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked him as Ginny gave us a, well, very Ginny look. We were going up the stairs, no doubt to James's room.

"You'll see!" was his answer.

I was correct; we entered James's room, and he finally let go of my hand. "Alright, Teddy, prepare to be amazed!" James walked to his closet and opened the doors, making his way inside. I stood there, unsure of what he was doing. After about half a second, James stuck his head out of the wardrobe and said, "Well, are you coming or not?"

"Umm… I suppose?" I opened the doors to James's closet, and I was, indeed, amazed.

The closet had been charmed, of course, but I still couldn't get over how big it was. It was practically the size of my grandmother's entire first floor. There were two beanbag chairs in the center, two broomsticks propped up against the wall—one of them being my Rocketmaster6003—, shelves full of snacks, a desk with various muggle board games on it, a "minifridge" as the muggles call it, and plenty of space to fly around in. The ceilings were high, as well. "James, this is amazing! How did you do it?"

"This, my friend, is the true Narnia." He stood on his tiptoes so he could then whisper in my ear, "Don't tell anyone, but Dad helped a bit by putting a charm on my closet."

Classic James, eh?

We spent the rest of the night in Narnia, flying around, playing board games, and eventually just talking. James was asking me for a whole load of advice about Hogwarts. He also asked me if I knew that eleven-year-old girl in my grandmother's neighborhood, and if I did, did I happen know if she was going to Hogwarts. I told him that in fact, I did know that girl, and she would be going to Hogwarts. We fell asleep in our beanbag chairs, with smiles on our faces and laughter echoing off the walls.

My dreams are always strange, I suppose. My parents were in them some, but they never spoke. At least, not until tonight.

I was sitting in the guest room at the Potter's house when my father interrupted my reading. He lifted my chin and started talking to me, but I couldn't really hear him. It just looked like his lips were moving.

My mother came in the room, rushing to my bedside and trying to speak to me as well. She took out her wand, muttered an incantation, and then said, "Teddy, can you hear me now?"

"Y-yes," I stammered back to her. I never thought I would hear her voice, ever. Not speaking to me, at least.

It was my father's turn, "Good, you must listen to what we say, and please, please believe us, do you understand?" His piercing gaze really brought out the years of wisdom that were etched into his face.

My mother put her hand on my shoulder. I felt tears well up in my eyes. "I understand," I barely whispered.

"Shh… Don't cry, son," Tonks spoke as she moved her thumb across my cheek. I guess the tears had begun to overflow.

My dad chimed in again, "Dora, he has to know! I know he's been questioning our motives, and we don't have much time!"

"Yes, right. Teddy, we just want you to know why we went to Hogwarts the day we died," my mother told me.

Remus, my father, continued, "We want you to understand that we died the day we did so that you may have a better world, one free of all the hardships we had to face."

"Please tell us that you forgive us, please, Teddy! We're nearly out of time!" My mother's hair was fading from its bubblegum pink into a darker shade, being the Metamorphmagus that she was.

My father ran to the guestroom's door, and looked into the hallway, and ducked back into the room quickly, taking a protective stance over my mother. "TEDDY, TELL US NOW!" he yelled.

I was speechless, and surprised, and feeling so many emotions all at the same time. I had no clue what to say or what they wanted from me.

Before I could form any coherent thoughts, a green light exploded from the doorway and into the room, hitting my father in the back. His last expression was fading from his face as my mother caught him before he could hit the floor. She began to cry, while saying, "Remus… Remus… Oh—" However, she was cut short by another green light, hitting her heart. Both of my parents dropped to the floor, emotionless and expressionless. Dead.

My scream was not long-lived, for I heard a voice calling my name, over and over again.

I woke up, panting and sweating. James was sitting to my right, looking extremely concerned. Harry, my godfather, was right in front of me, one hand on my hair. I could see Albus and Lily in the doorway to Narnia, Lily looking quite terrified.

"Teddy." Harry smoothed my sweaty hair away from my forehead.

I sat up, still breathing heavily—not to mention unevenly—and trembling from my nightmare. Now, let me make this clear for you: I'm not the type of person who cries in front of people. I barely cry to myself. But right then and there, I was so shaken, I just couldn't help it. Looking back, I know I shouldn't have cried. I should've spared the kids that moment of sadness—especially Lily, I mean she was only seven, for Merlin's sake.

I sobbed into my godfather's shoulder, accepting his strong arm gratefully. I could only barely hear Ginny saying to the kids, "Come along, now. Go back to bed, you three." I could only barely feel Harry patting my back reassuringly. I could only barely taste the salt from my tears, and I could only barely smell the cotton of Harry's shirt—more likely because of all of my tears soaking it up, but that's not important right now—because all I could see was the pair of people that brought me into existence, crashing. Dying. Right before my eyes.

Once I was done crying my eyes out, I just sort of sat there beside Harry, not really sure of what to do or what to say.

"You can talk about it if you want. We could also just sit here some more. I'm perfectly fine with either," Harry told me.

A couple more minutes of uncomfortable silence passed between us before I spoke, "Have you ever… have you ever had a dream about them? A horrible dream?"

"Yes, Teddy, about your parents and mine."

"Well… that's what happened. You can go back to bed if you want. I think I just want a drink of water before making my way back to my room."

He helped me up, and we exited the closet. As soon as I opened the door, I almost tripped on the sleeping figure of James. Harry let out a single chuckle before reaching down and scooping James up into his arms. I wondered if Harry would ever be too old to pick up his children. I doubted it.

As I was taking a glass out of the cabinet for my water, Ginny walked into the kitchen. She leaned against the counter as I got my water and began sipping it. Ginny stared at me the whole time with her lips pursed and her eyebrows furrowed. Suddenly, she straightened up, walked over to me, and gave me a hug. It was a nice, big Ginny hug. I put my water down and hugged back.

Ginny let go. She grabbed my chin with her thumb and index finger, forcing me to look at her. "Now, I don't know what happened, but I want you to know that you're always welcome to write to us. I know that you always do, but… I just hope you'll remember especially this year." She dropped her hand. "Go back to bed." She left the kitchen.

I awoke from a dreamless sleep. I probably would have slept longer, too, if a certain little eleven-year-old hadn't awoken me. James had poked at my ribs until I was awake. Then he screamed, "We're almost ready for Hogwarts!" and left the room. He'll work as a decent alarm clock if he's put into Gryffindor with me.

Sitting up felt like, well, like how you feel after you've run a long race, or something. You catch my drift. The point is, sitting up was unpleasant that morning. I threw my long legs over the side of my bed just as another one of my godson's children entered my temporary room.

"Teddy?"

Why do children have to be so adorable when you really don't want anyone to be bothering you?

"What is it, Cutie?" I picked up tiny, little Lily and plopped her into my lap.

She put her tiny little fingers right under my eye, and then set her hands down in her lap. "You were sad." She was very good at being straight to the point. "You were crying. And screaming." Her eyebrows crumpled in confusion.

"I just had a bad dream, that's all. You don't need to worry, Lily. Okay?"

She nodded slowly and jumped off my leg. "Mummy says breakfast is almost ready. You should probably come to the kitchen." Lily then left.

I got out of bed and stretched, the soreness of my sleep not yet wearing off. Because of the "adventure" I had in Narnia last night, I hadn't had time to pack; that needed to be done before anything else. Besides leaving my wand, a pair of jeans and a t-shirt on my bed, I packed everything I owned in this room into my trunk: books, ink, quills, robes, a photograph album from my grandmother of my parents, and other various magical items.

I threw on my clothes, looked in the mirror, and tried to decide what I should look like today. You should know that I am a Metamorphmagus. I inherited the gene from my mother, so my grandmother says.

Anyway, every year I try to make my appearance different for King's Cross. Apparently my friends have started taking bets on what color my hair will be. My first year, I went to school with normal hair color so people wouldn't think I was a freak, but I got so bored of brown. I mean, seriously, it's so dull after a while! The next year I went with icy blue hair, then lime green hair, then red… You get the point.

So, this year, with it being my last year, I think I'll go with… RAINBOW HAIR! Rainbow! I'm a genius! I concentrated very hard to do this one; rainbow has always been a bit of a challenge for me. After about five minutes of staring at the mirror, my hair finally cooperated, and I waltzed into the kitchen, hoping that the rest of the day would be better than last night.

So… what did you think? I promise not all of the chapters will be this depressing; I just had to get the bad stuff out of the way. Umm… I'm not exactly sure where I want this story to go, so if you have any suggestions, let me know! Reviews are greatly appreciated! :)