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A.N: So, this is a project I decided to do in order to get rid of the curse that is writers block. Each chapter represents an emotion and a day of the week. This one is Teddy and Victoire, Monday and Laugh. Don't tell me it's not an emotion. (:
One Shot # 1 – Monday: Laugh, Teddy and Victoire
Victoire stared at the blank wall. There was no inspiration. It was simply too white. She swished her wand around with flair and pointed it at the wall, red, perhaps? No, definitely not red. It was much too bright, and too suffocating. It made the whole room seem smaller. Green? She didn't even want to think of how that would look, much less see it.
Their new flat was brilliant, it really was. But, one thing it was lacking was personality, color, something that showed everyone that this flat belonged to Victoire and Teddy. That something wasn't there when they got the flat, and that something still wasn't there. It was driving Victoire mad. Mad to the point of which she didn't even acknowledge Teddy's presence in the room when he threw his briefcase on the bare couch and ran his hand through his hair changing it to her favorite midnight blue color.
"Victoire—"
"Ted, I'm in the middle of a predicament. I need to think. Think, think, think."
"May I a—"
"ask what my predicament is about? I can't pick a color for the wall. It's frustrating, annoying and nothing matches our personality perfectly! It's just a living room, for the sake of Merlin, it wasn't supposed to be hard to paint…Our darling new flat is in dire need of color, I don't know if you've noticed but it's extremely plain right now."
"Oh, dear, dear, Victoire. When shall you learn…the world isn't perfect…However, we can make this wall look perfect," and with that Teddy stood back into the wall, pretending to be splat across the surface, and his hair switched color to match the off-white color that was presently on the wall of their living room.
"See, Tori, now it looks perfect. I think my face did the trick!"
"Teddy…you are such an arrogant prat…Just help me pick a color, already…"
All at once, Teddy's hair flashed into a vibrant green, and instantly the background surrounding his smushed face turned into a green as well. The now green wall matched Teddy's hair perfectly.
"Teddy! Green?!"
"Oh, Tori… give it a chance…"
"Giving it a chance, staring, staring…chance given, chance not taken…Bleh, no green."
"Then, we have…red!" And, with a splat, Teddy's hair was red and he'd bended into the formation for fire, as they'd learned in the yoga classes that Victoire had insisted on taking once she found out about the benefits of yoga. Starting from the center of the wall, an even coat of red paint appeared across the wall, starting slowly but enclosing the wall completely.
"Teddy…You keep picking the colors I'd already disposed of in my mind. Be more original!" She hmphed at the scarlet wall, remembering how she was a Gryffindor in Hogwarts, and remembering how scarlet suited the Gryffindor commons much more than her new flat.
"Original, hmm…" After a moment of hardcore thinking, Teddy arranged his body into the classic 'The Thinker' position, as invented by the Muggles. Then, gray sprouted through the roots of his hair and followed down each and every strand. The wall behind him adopted the same color, and Victoire paced around looking and glancing.
"I never thought gray was a color…Oh, for Merlin's sake. Teddy, I think this room ages us. But, as I've noticed from your now gray hair, you age damn well…"
"Well, thank you Victoire," Ted said mock seriously, "Hmm, well, you're a girl, and we haven't tried any girlie colors…" With that, Ted's hair changed into the bubblegum pink that his mother was so fond of, and at the same time, Ted magicked the wall color into the same bubblegum pink.
"Oh, bah humbug, Teddy! I'm French, I'm a girl and I do not like pink. You know this! Let's try my actual favorite color!"
"Bah, midnight blue is boring, but a Veela's wish is my command." Victoire smacked him, and he pressed against the wall more, and while her hand was over his face, his hair swiftly turned into the midnight blue color and the room was painted evenly with the same blue pattern. Teddy was a master at Charms and wordless magic. This was his forte.
"Oh Merlin, it looks like a night sky…Like when we play Quidditch back at the Burrow, like when we have picnics, like—oh Merlin, I'm a mush…Get rid of it, Tedward, before I start crying on you."
"Aw, Tori…" he paused and came over to give Victoire a hug, while settling with his arms around her and his face in her strawberry blonde hair. They both stared at the blue wall thinking of Hogwarts, and the Burrow.
It wasn't said, but they were reminiscing over the same day, replaying the perfectness of that instant in their minds, that moment outside at midnight when Teddy finally had the courage to tell Victoire how he felt. All Victoire could say was, well, it wasn't said, it was felt. She felt the depth of what he said, and Merlin knew she felt the first kiss, first 'I Love You', first episode with angry Veela and somewhat-werewolf parents, it all tended to happen while the sky was navy blue.
"Alright, Teddy, c'mon, surprise me with another color…" Victoire said as she snuggled into Teddy's shoulder looking at the blue wall. She thought she heard him mutter something like, "If not her favorite color then what…I'm running out of colors…"
"Well, I'm gonna have to prepare," He slid his arms off of Victoire and pretended to crack his knuckles and look at the wall with an artist's perspective.
Victoire was amused by his next choice. This wasn't yellow, this was a little bit of sunlight going a long way in her living room, and it was much too childlike. At least, that was what she thought; Teddy was giving the room an once-over and nodding appreciatively.
"I'm sorry, Teddy darling, but this isn't right either."
"Psh, Tori, what's wrong about it? It's like a little bit of sunlight in the room."
"No, Teddy, a little bit of sunlight is coming through the window; this wall looks as if the sun vomited in our room.'
"Tori," Ted sighed here, "there's only so many more colors left, we've practically gone through the rainbow, no blue, no green, no red, no yellow, no pink. You only leave me one choice…Now, close your eyes Tori, and do not peek until I tell you too…"
Victoire mentally crossed her fingers and hoped for a subtle purple. She was going through the rainbow in her mind, and remembered orange and indigo. Living with Ted made her see everything in vibrant rainbow colors, there wasn't any chocolate brown there was citrus orange, there wasn't any boring black there was Tickle-Me-Pink.
"Alright Tori, you can open your eyes now!"
Her eyes slowly opened, adjusting quickly to the bits and pieces of sunlight in the room, and she was pleasantly shocked, so shocked she couldn't hold back a little giggle. Then a small chuckle. She closed her eyes and opened them again, and the wall was still the same mix of rainbow colors.
He'd taken all of her rejected colors, and then some, and splattered them…the only way to describe it was artistically, across the living room wall in a rainbow pattern. To make matters better or worse, depends on the point of view, his hair held all the colors that were on the wall in a similar formation and he was standing in a position with his hands happily showing the rainbow wall.
That was Victoire's breaking point, one look at Ted and she was suppressing giggles.
"Oh, Ted, giggle, it's really giggle nice chuckle and so laugh laugh colorful!"
"Are you laughing at me, Tori? Is something amusing?" Ted made his way over to Victoire, and that was it, she knotted her hands through his rainbow hair and ran it through her fingers, and started laughing.
"The entire room is rainbow! Ted, it's absolutely, utterly, perfect and priceless! It is very amusing! Not to mention your hair."
"You think I'm funny, Tori?" Teddy quirked an eyebrow up, and when that was added to his rainbow hair, there really was no end to the laughter.
"Oh Merlin, Ted, and rainbow? You are…priceless, darling."
Teddy smiled at Victoire's laugh tickles and took a look at himself, and took a look at Victoire laughing on the floor, and well, that really spurred his own laughter.
It wasn't everyday that a Veela was curled up in a ball, pounding her fist on the unfinished floor of a Metamorphagus's new flat. The fact that everything around the Veela was rainbow colored, made it so that this scene was an impossibility in anyone's lives but Teddy and Victoire's.
End.
A.N. Yes, I know today is not Monday…There was a malfunction on my schedule, and it didn't work out…but, for my sake let's pretend its Monday. Tuesday's will be up today as well.
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