Chapter One- The Party

In the town of St. Otterpole sat a lopsided house. This house was known as The Burrow, the home of the Weasley family for years. In the garden were many people, mostly with red hair. They had all gathered for a special occasion, it was Teddy Lupin's birthday.

"Shh… I think I hear him!" a red haired girl called out.

"No, that's just Louis; I think he fell down!" Hugo Weasley replied.

"It was not me!" the eleven year old argued.

"Oh, yeah? Then what was it?"

Before Louis could give place the blame on one of his cousins, a loud voice erupted from the other side of the garden.

"Everyone be quiet! It's my fiancée's twenty-fifth birthday and I do not want you lot to ruin the surprise!" Victoire Weasley was very angry; this was obvious to anyone. Finally there was silence. Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen, patiently waiting for Teddy to arrive to his own surprise party, while the rest of the Weasleys (and the Potters, Longbottoms, and Scamanders) waited not so patiently outside. The younger children would occasional whine that they were bored while their elders sighed at their antics. Finally, a crack like noise came from inside the house. The entire garden was silent once more. The only sound was Mrs. Weasley loudly fussing over Teddy. As the voice got louder, the whole clan tensed up with excitement.

As the door burst open, everyone in the crowd cried out a simultaneous "SURPRISE" as confetti fell through the air. Teddy's mouth flew open as his hair turned bright pink, showing his obvious joy. One by one, his friends ran forward to greet him. Last was Victoire, who had a satisfied look on her face.

"I knew you'd like the party," she gloated.

"Come on, Vic, I didn't expect you to actually go through with it! Though I can't say I'm not pleased…" his voice trailed off and Victoire gave his hand a quick squeeze before pulling him through the crowd. Teddy was all too please to let her take the lead as he admired his surroundings.

"Hey, Ted," Teddy spun around. It was his godfather, Harry. "You like the party?" Teddy's grin was the only response needed as Harry smiled back and patted his shoulder. "Glad to hear it, mate. Glad to hear it."

A few hours later, it was time for cake and everyone had gathered around the table to sing 'Happy Birthday.' When the singing was over, Victoire whispered into his ear, "Make a wish."

That year, for his twentieth birthday in a row, Teddy made the same wish. As he blew out his candles the single thought came to the front of his mind;

I wish I had gotten the chance to know my parents.

He felt recognized with a pang in his heart just how hopeless this wish was.