This is done for the Next Generation Sorting Hat Challenge by HermioneLunaPotter.

The challenge consisted of being given the members of the Next Generation, a word prompt to somehow include, as well as a house that they would be sorted into. This will be the first of the series.

Word Prompt: Doubt

Name: Edward (Teddy) Lupin
Parents: Nymphadora Lupin nee Tonks, Remus Lupin
Born: Sometime about April 1998
First Year at Hogwarts: September 1st, 2009
Last Year at Hogwarts: 2016

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"Lupin, Edward!"

To say that Teddy Lupin was nervous was an understatement. The fear radiating through his body was enough to change the sharp spikes of his hair from a frosty blue to a deadly red as he climbed the steps leading up to the stool. His gaze scanned over the awaiting teachers, catching eyes with Professor Longbottom who sent a reassuring smile at him, the hat held out, and ready to place it on his head.

He had been told repeatedly that it didn't matter what house he ended up in, they all would love him none the less. As it stood, Teddy appreciated the support from his family, but he had no idea what to expect coming into this situation. He was Teddy Lupin; half-blood, father was a werewolf, mother was a Metamorphmagus, descended from the Black family, his cousin/uncle was Draco Malfoy, and his Godfather Harry Potter. To say that he were an interesting case, would be on par to how much of an understatement it would be to say he were simply nervous.

Pushing back the anxiety creeping through his veins, he sent a grin back at the professor, which failed to reassure himself of what was to come as he took his place on the stool. Seconds after sitting, his eyes roamed along the students still in need of being sorted, Teddy felt the hat being placed onto his head. The tattered flaps hung over his eyes, pushing down the rugged bangs that grew redder with the second.

"Aren't you an interesting case, Mr. Lupin?" The hat spoke slowly and clearly, with a voice that reverberated like sneakers over gravel. His voice portrayed the years that he had been alive, sending student after student into their houses. "I see a great deal of your mother in you."

"You do?" Teddy asked, instantly feeling the slightest of fear -if only the slightest of fear- slipping away.

"Oh yes." The hat chuckled lowly. "I see much of her in you. The desire for trouble, the sense of justice, it's all there, plain as day. You are much like her. On the other side, I can see where the Lupin genes passed into you. Studious, loyal, and thriving on adventure. Oh yes, you are an interesting case."

"So," Teddy muttered under his breath, "where does that put me."

"Well." The hat answered. "Let's see… there are many sides to you Mr. Lupin. Understandable, considering your background. Your ambition is strong, but not as strong as normally found in members of the Black family. You lack the cunning that would allow you to strive in Slytherin."

The hat clicked his tongue, or at least made a noise that resembled that of a tongue clicking, before continuing. "Your compassion and loyalty rivals that of your mother. But no… Hufflepuff is not for you either. It would not provide the challenge you need. How about Ravenclaw…" The hat paused. "You're studious, but not to the level those Ravenclaws sometimes get to. Am I correct in saying that you are play before work?"

"Gran likes to say something like that." Teddy shrugged.

"I see." The hat deliberated the information. "You are quite daring, never afraid to stand up and fight when you need to. But there is doubt there. A doubt that is cannot be ignored. Tell me Mr. Lupin, what is it that you doubt?"

Teddy pondered this for a moment, unsure how he was to answer. There was doubt, all his life he had felt it. It was understandable with the family he came from. Everywhere he turned, people told him of the amazement his parents had been while alive. How brave they had been, how caring, and friendly. Everywhere he turned, he was given these expectations that he doubted he would be able to fill.

He was descended from the Black family, with ties to the Malfoy. He came from one of the oldest, and perceived darkest family in Wizarding history. His Uncle was a Malfoy, and Scorpius; the boy he considered a brother, was as well. His grandmother was from the Black family, resembling her long dead sister so much that people still stared at her from time to time with fear. His mother's family thrived in Slytherin, all but a few (Nymphadora included) had joined the house of the snakes. His last name may be Lupin, but he had Black blood through his veins, and he was not ashamed.

His Godfather/Uncle was Harry Potter, and everyone knew it. He loved the man, and his family, but being an honorary Potter only added to the levels of doubt that built inside of him. The Chosen One always told him how brave he was, how smart he was. How much Harry considered him to be one of his own children. He loved it, having the extended family in the Potters, but the doubt of being able to fill those family shoes only grew.

Everyone told him that it didn't matter what house he ended up in, as they would love him anyways, but the worry and doubt still resided in him. His grandmother and uncle were royalty of Slytherin, his grandfather and mother were Hufflepuff marvels, his father and Godfather Gryffindor legends.

"Myself." Teddy grumbled after what felt like hours of deliberation and thought. In truth he had only been in his own world for several seconds. He knew so many wonderful people, so many people that he looked up to and had no desire to disappoint.

"Yourself." The hat repeated. "I see. Self-doubt is understandable, my child, but nothing that can't be righted."

"Righted?"

"You have no reason to doubt yourself my boy." The hat answered. "From what I can tell, you have greatness waiting at your feet, and a family behind you to propel you forward. I would know this. I have sorted thousands of students, seen the potential in many, and the fears in many more. And you, my young Edward Lupin, have twice the potential than any amount of fear you have. With that, I believe that my decision is quite clear."

"What?" Teddy yelped.

"Must be…" The hat paused, silence hanging in the air. "Gryffindor!"

The single word rang through the air, confusing Teddy greatly. Gryffindor was the home for the brave, the chivalrous, the daring. It was the house for those who were confident, who were sure of what they could do. Teddy didn't feel that way.

As he felt the hat being lifted from his head, he heard the items thick voice adding one more note over the uproar of applause that took from the school; "Gryffindor will show you your potential."

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I hope you enjoyed this. I like Teddy a great deal, largely for the fact that he could unite so many different lives. With Harry as a Godfather, the Potters will be a large part in his life, and with Draco as a cousin/Uncle respectively (as I image he found Andromeda after the war and she took him into her family) he'll have a large connection with the Malfoy's and help be a light for him during those rough years.

Teddy has the Boy-Who-Lived and the Boy-Who-Had-No-Choice as his Uncles, added to his own parent's legacy, that's some large shadows to grow up in. So I can see a bit of self-doubt setting into little eleven year old Teddy. He'll grow out of it though, given time.

I plan on putting all of the sortings on here starting with Teddy and ending with Hugo. That's sixteen Next Generations I need to sort.