your life is filled with makeup&clothes&professorlongbottom.
(good grades and being head girl are there, too, but that's not a thrill.)
.:.
VICTOIRE WEASLEY.
-your name means victory.-
your birthday is may 2nd, after all.
.:.
you are the F-I-R-S-T grandchild of
arthur&molly weasley.
that meant you were s*p*e*c*i*a*l.
(it was just you and teddy for the longest.)
.:.
he's still your best friend, after all these years,
even though he hates
b
o
y
after
b
o
y.
they all b/r/e/a/k your heart into a million
p.i.e.c.e.s.
(you don't show it.)
.:.
"teddy, i… i love him."
"you don't, vic."
.:.
you don't.
(he's too old & in LoVe with hannah.)
.:.
icky vicky, you realized
- in perfect timing - you love teddy.
(lupins don't have to love someone older, right?)
.:.
& little james sirius potter finds you snogging him in your compartment.
awkward.
.:.
summer comes soon & your whirlwind cousin
lily luna
is C-A-U-G-H-T (with teddy?!)
in your bedr.o.o.m.
.:.
teddy leaves - goneawayforever?
you don't care.
.:.
your picture-perfect-face is
f~l~a~w~e~d,
& your flawless confidence has
(l)(e)(f)(t),
& your heart is
s/h/a/t/t/e/r/e/d, again.
(by a boy you thought wouldn't do that to you.)
.:.
soon little lily luna leaves to america,
her presence replaced by the one&only
…teddy?…
.:.
he's b_a_c_k
with a ring
& it glistens.
.:.
despite being heartbroken, you accept
& your stomach
f
l
i
e
s
away as he kisses you, with lovelustpassion.
.:.
you don't tell you parents, of course.
they would yellfightargue.
.:.
"he hurt you once, vicky!"
"honey, don't do this."
(you tell dom, though - she squeals&hugs you t|i|g|h|t.)
.:.
with your sister's help, you
f
l
y
away to bermuda, a little island
& elope.
(you've never been happier.)
.:.
when you return, no one in your family questions where you've gone.
turns out teddy lupin, your husband
(saying it never gets old.)
asked bill for your h-a-n-d.
(who knew a lupin was traditional?)
.:.
as soon as the victoire&teddy got married
excitement diesdown,
dom has news.
big news.
.:.
"i'm in love, vic. and… engaged."
"dom, now way! i'm so happy for you! have you told mum or dad?"
"no."
"you haven't?"
"james."
"james who?"
"james sirius."
.:.
and you're flooredshockedspeechless,
because that's your first cousin.
-it shouldn't happening.-
.:.
but dom was there for you, icky vicky
when you loved a boy who b/r/o/k/e your
heart.
so you smile, and live with it.
supportively.
.:.
james sirius goes and gets lily luna from america.
(albus severus declined, & all other female cousins
besides rosie-posie
want the potter girl dead.)
(is that how hannah was towards you?)
.:.
she's back, but you don't care.
TEDDY&VICTOIRE
is better than ever.
even a hurricane like lily luna can't bring you down.
.:.
dom & james' day comes,
and you play the perfect maid of honor.
('course lily luna ruins it with her
on-the-down-low-but-not-really
suicide attempt.)
(your advil? really?)
.:.
at the reception, you find alice longbottom c.r.y.i.n.g.
her tears b/r/e/a/k your heart.
(she's neville's, after all.)
.:.
"what's wrong?"
"they're fighting."
"why?"
"he loves you."
.:.
stupid neville longbottom with his
darkdark hair &
prettypretty eyes &
bravebraveindecisive soul.
.:.
all that means is you have to run
with T-E-D-D-Y, of course.
you'd never leave him.
.:.
to where? how about france?
auntie gabrielle is overjoyed you're visiting.
(less so that she can't tell fleur.)
but you&teddy have that
summerinparis
that every girl dreams about.
.:.
you forget all about hogwarts &
professor longbottom &
stolen kisses in his office.
he's the past, and teddy's your present. your future.
.:.
until you go back to shell cottage, and he's there.
talking to bill.
about y-o-u.
.:.
"i have a project of hers."
"from years ago?"
"yes."
.:.
he gives it to you, his glance lingering too
long
on your chest.
(maybe s,w,i,m,m,i,n,g with teddy wasn't a good idea.)
.:.
your daddy says that it was a nice gesture.
doesn't he s.e.e.?
apparently not.
.:.
you still don't tell teddy, instead dragging him to
the burrow,
to dom's new place with james,
to rose's flat scorpius is always at,
to anywhere neville longbottom is not.
.:.
telling your life (s)(t)(o)®(y),
you didn't think he'd be more than a silly
m-i-s-t-a-k-e,
something to tell your heartb/r/o/k/e/n granddaughter one day.
.:.
"what's wrong, victoire? why the hell can't we settle down?"
"let's go visit louis. he's with uncle charlie in romania."
"no, vic. i can't do this anymore."
.:.
suddenly being p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.d in the greenhouses
turns into
s.a.l.v.a.g.i.n.g. your marriage.
.:.
is it because you're victoire weasley?
ice blue eyes and pale blonde hair?
wonderful husband?
amazing friends?
you're perfect, an eighth veela.
.:.
is that why you're being punished?
.:.
your life is filled with makeup&clothes&professorlongbottom.
(finding out you're pregnant and being teddy lupin's wife are there, too, but those aren't a thrill.)
