A/N: Hey everyone! So this story will be a little different- in this version, Remus never went back to Tonks, and has never met Teddy. He is still alive after the final battle Tonks was killed in the final battle, and leaving Teddy to be raised by Andromeda. Harry was never appointed his godfather, so he still knows the Potters and Weasleys, but more as family friends and is not extremely close with them. Just wanted to give you some background! This first chapter will be kind of short, it's more like a prologue. Let me know what you think of it!

Teddy Lupin ran his hands through his sandy hair, which was turning a sickly gray color. It wasn't always so dull, but at the moment, he was in History of Magic, and it was hard to conceal his utter boredom. He wasn't the only one. His best friend, muggle born Jake Ithrum, had a strand of drool slowly pooling on top of his blank parchment as he slept through Professor Binns' lecture. Ellie Cattermole, his other best friend, was painting her nails bright scarlet, with gold sparkles. Professor Binns, if he noticed anything at all, did not seem fazed by his pupils' distraction in the slightest.

Even though Binns was the most boring professor alive (well…not exactly alive), Teddy still envied his ability to keep on teaching despite anything that was going on, betraying no emotion or feeling. Teddy was pretty much an open book. It was pretty hard to hide when your hair color changed with your emotions. Teddy's gran told him that his mother, like him, was a Metamorphmagus, and as she matured, she was able to control her abilities more. And he had an easier time keeping it under control it lately, but it was never quite enough.

He sometimes wished that his mom was still here so that they could complain about it together, entertain each other with the craziest faces they could make, and she could even give him advice about their unique, shared power. It was just a fantasy. Teddy had never met his mom- well, he supposed he had, when he was a baby, but of course he didn't remember it. She had died in the battle of Hogwarts fighting Voldemort's supporters when Teddy was only three weeks old, leaving him to be raised by his grandmother. He knew that his mother was a great hero, and that she was "indispensable to the war effort" but he couldn't help but feel some resentment towards her. What mother leaves her three week old baby at home with granny and goes off to fight in a battle that she didn't know she would come back from? Especially when the kid didn't have a father? He wondered what she must have thought when she left, when she said goodbye to him. Did she know that would be the last time she saw her son?

Teddy shook these thoughts from his head. If he thought about her too much, his hair would start to turn pink, her signature color. That would be quite embarrassing. Seeing his hair pink made his gran really sad. Seeing his hair turn any color made his gran sad, really. It reminded her too much of the daughter she lost. Anyways, it was stupid to dwell on things that he would never find out, and people he would never see.

Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud creak. The students, most of whom were half asleep, were jolted awake by the sudden noise. Jake almost fell out of his chair, and Ellie's gold sparkle nail polish tipped over and spilled onto her wooden desk. Teddy turned to see his favorite Professor, Professor Longbottom, standing in the doorway. Teddy barely had time to wonder what in the world he was doing in the third year's history of magic lesson before Longbottom said, "Mr. Lupin? Come with me please."

The classroom broke out into a chorus of "oooooohh". Teddy slowly rose to his feet, wondering what he could have possibly done, because Longbottom certainly didn't look happy. He swung his bag over his shoulder and followed him out.

"What's going on?" Teddy asked.

"Let's…let's go to my office Ted," Longbottom said, in a softer voice than usual.

"What happened? Is everything all right?"

"I'll explain everything when we get to my office"

"Am I in trouble? Because I don't think I did anything wrong."

"No, Ted."

"Is it because I turned in my snarfalopus plant essay in late? Because I already told you-"

"No, it's not about that"

"Then what?"

They rounded the corner to Longbottom's office, with the nameplate reading:

Professor Neville Longbottom

Head of Gryffindor House

Herbology Professor

Inside, it was clean and bright, with exotic green plants crowded by the window, and something that looked suspiciously like Devil's Snare covering the ceiling. There were a few red, cushy armchairs in front of the desk. Teddy cautioulsy sank into one of the armchairs, his hands sweay from nerves. He felt a bit queasy. Instead of sitting behind the desk like usual, Longbottom spun another armchair around to face him.

"Ted, " he began, "There's really no easy way to say this, so I'm just going to say it."

Teddy got a strange, sinking feeling in his stomach. Whatever this was about, it wasn't good.

"Your grandmother- your grandmother has been found dead at your cottage. She committed suicide"

Teddy's world collapsed.