Tumble Through Time
Chapter One
Teddy Lupin glanced at the clock in the library, sighing as he realized it was past midnight. He sat his quill down and buried his head in his hands. He felt hands on his shoulders and soft waves of hair cascaded around his neck a nd down his torso as a small voice with a slight French accent whispered in his ear. "Come on, Teddy. Time to go to bed."
Teddy smiled a little and lifted his head, placing a kiss on his girlfriends temple. "I have to finish this paper, Vic. It's due in two days and I'll have no time to work on it tomorrow because of Quidditch."
Victoire Weasley ran her eyes over the text about time travelling open in front of Teddy. "I will help you with it after practice tomorrow night. I promise. But you aren't going to be in any shape to practice or even go to class if you don't go to bed. Madam Pince left the library hours ago. I'm surprised she didn't kick you out."
"She thinks I'm charming." Teddy winked, letting out a small laugh.
Victoire wrapped her arms around Teddy's shoulders and chuckled. "Who doesn't?"
Teddy nodded his head in agreement. "This is very true. It's how I snagged you, isn't it?"
"Your ridiculous good looks and teal hair might have had something to do with it. Not to mention, that motorcycle jacket you always wear. Makes you seem rebellious, you know."
"I am rebellious. I keep my hair blue. On purpose. Come on, Vic, you can come up with flattery better than that." Teddy chuckled.
"No more flattery if you don't get your arse in bed. Now."
"Only if you come with me."
"You know I wish I could." Victoire began to pick up his belongings. "Come on, love."
Teddy sighed and stretched. "If you say so, dear." He shut his textbook and began to put things away in his backpack when a small light illuminated the room for a split second. "Did you see that?"
"See what?" Victiore looked at him, confused.
"Never mind. I guess my eyes are playing tricks on me. I really should get to sleep." The light flashed again, a little brighter. "Tell me you saw that."
"Did that come from your book?"
The pair glanced at the textbook and waited. It happened once more and Teddy flipped the book open. Suddenly, the room was engulfed in a bright light and Teddy and Victoire were falling through it. Teddy reached out for Victoire but she was just out of his reach. Then, as soon as it happened, they landed with a thud back in the library in the same positions they had been in, except the textbook was now closed.
"What the fuck was that?" Teddy asked, shaking his head.
"Maybe we both need sleep..." Victoire mused slowly. Teddy began to pack his belongings again when Victoire tapped him on the arm. "Ted... Tell me I'm not imagining things..." She said, staring at the wall behind them.
"What's the matter?"
"What does the date on that calender say?"
Teddy found where she was looking. "October 15th. That's today. What's wrong with that?"
"Lower..."
Teddy looked at the calender once more. "October 15th 19- 1976? Maybe the calender is wrong... It's fine."
"That's a magical calender, Teddy. It should be on the right date. What's going on?"
Teddy looked back at the textbook sitting inconspicuously on the table in front of him. He opened it again, but the pages were blank. He flipped back and forth, trying to find any writing at all. On the very last page, he finally did.
The thing you most hope for can be a reality.
It just needs a little help.
Your knowledge can make it so.
"Teddy..." Victoire broke the silence with a shaky voice. "What's going on? What's the book talking about?"
"If- if we're in 1976..." Teddy soon realized what part of everything meant. "If we're in 1975, that means my dad is alive. And my mum. My dad is alive and- And he's 16. He's here at Hogwarts. Right now. I can meet my parents, Vic..."
"That can't be the only reason a bloody book sent us back 38 years into the past."
"And what if it is?!" Teddy asked, suddenly agitated. "I'm sorry I'm not like you and have the luxury of having my parents around. This is what I've wanted. To meet them. And now I can. What's so wrong with that?"
"We need to find the Headmaster... If this is the 70s, that means it's Dumbledore. He can figure all of this out. It'll be nice to talk to the actual person instead of a portrait, as well." Victoire noticed the strange look on Teddy's face. "We aren't supposed to be here, Teddy. We haven't even been thought of yet. If your dad if 15, he's not even close to thinking about children."
"Yeah... Yeah, you're probably right... Let's go, I guess..." Teddy slung his backpack over his shoulder with a glum look on his face.
Victoire smiled a small smile as she laced their fingers together. "Maybe you can meet him first, though..."
Teddy half-smiled at the thought. "Yeah, maybe."
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