Victoire and Teddy

A Love That Was Meant To Be

Chapter 1

Hullo! Apolla here! It's been ages since I promised this fic! Anyway: IMPORTANT, this is the sequel to Victoire and Teddy: His Lips On Mine. Before, it was just one story but then I decided that going on would be stupid because the original chapter, in my opinion, outshone the others. So I deleted it but I have now come to the decision to continue it as a sequel to the one-shot. Enjoy! Comments are very much appreciated, especially since a big part of why I'm doing this is the fan response.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my brain- and my stash of Harry Potter-related items.

VictoirePOV

My parents, Dominique and Louis are on the platform waiting for me. Next to them I see the rest of the Weasley family. Everyone is there: Uncle Ron, Aunt Hermione, Rose, Hugo, Uncle Percy, Aunt Audrey, Molly, Lucy, Uncle George, Aunt Angelina, Fred, Roxanne, Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Harry (Yes, I mean THE Harry Potter), Aunt Ginny, James, Albus, and Lily. I have a big family. All my cousins are practically my siblings and my many aunts and uncles all raised me. I was the first Weasley child in 'the third generation' so I had all the attention along with Teddy who is an honorary Weasley.

"What took you so long?" asks Dad, smiling knowingly and winked at Teddy. He hugged me and said "Have a nice year, sweetheart!"

Then Maman kissed me and I whispered "How do you know when he's the one?"

"Well, chérie, you just know. Sometimes it's your heart that leaps whenever he's close. Other times, you just can't keep a smile off your face when he's near. But, in any case, you'll know." She smiled and kissed me again. I hugged her. "Have a nice year!"

"I will. Thanks!" Then I turn around and followed James, Albus, Rose, Molly, Lucy, Roxanne, Fred and Dominique to the train. As I step onto the train, Teddy tapped my shoulder.

"I'll see you at Christmas then?"

"Yeah, you will!" And we kiss.

I enter the train, giddy. I can't get the smile off my face. I stroll along the corridors looking for my friends. Finally I find them. As soon as I opened the door, I am pounded with questions.

"Why were you snogging Teddy Lupin?" asks Ellen Longbottom, a friend from Gryffindor. Her father is Professor Longbottom, head of Gryffindor and Herbology, and I'd often suspected that she used that to her advantage.

"How long has this been going on?" demands Maggie Finnigan, another Gryffindor.

"How could you not tell us about this?" squeals Crystal Davies, a fellow Ravenclaw.

The interrogation would have gone on longer if it wasn't for Lorcan and Lysander Scamander. They're Ravenclaw twins and my only guy friends. Lorcan cleared his throat.

"Do you mind not squealing and gossiping and girl talking in front of us?" he asks, rolling his eyes.

"Yeah, give Victoire a break and give her chance to breathe!" agrees Lysander.

The girls sigh and Maggie sat back on her seat. After about 30 seconds of almost complete silence Argent Murray, a muggleborn Ravenclaw, leans forward and says "So? Is he a good kisser?"

It is my turn to sigh. "I've had crush on him for more than a year. That was our first kiss, and our second, third, fourth, fifth and our sixth. We're not going out-yet." I turn to Argent and grin. "And, yes, he's a bloody good kisser."

The girls explode but I can't hear the sound because the train whistles. I open the window just as we start moving. I see Teddy. He's waving. I blow him a kiss. He catches it. I grin and he grins back.

TeddyPOV

I watch the train grow smaller and smaller as it gathers speed. In the distance I can still see Victoire waving in the distance. Suddenly a strong arm pats me on the back. It's Bill.

"So, you and my daughter, eh?" he says, grinning. "Can't say I'm disappointed! You're a good bloke, really!"

"Thanks!" I say with surprise. "Does that mean I have your approval?" I don't like using the word. It's so formal. So official. Not at all how it felt with Victoire.

"Well, you won't need it for a while!"

"Don't remind me!" I groan. Three whole months without Victoire!

He chuckles. "You really like her don't you?"

"Yes," I mumble. How could I help liking her? With her gentle smile. Her determination to do the right thing. Her blues eyes that seemed to stare into my soul. The way her lips touched mine.

"Are you going to pop the question?" asks Bill, bringing me back to the real world.

"Beell, they've only just kissed! Give them time!" says Fleur exasperated.

"Well?" It's strange how Bill could read me so easily! I've imagined proposing several times. I've even spotted the perfect ring. I can't afford it yet but if I save just a little bit... I can imagine her gasp when I kneel, her smile when I slip the ring on her finger, her kiss when it's official! I don't even dare to think about when we said our 'I do's! "Uh, I love her of course!" I mumble, "But Victoire likes doing things the slow way and, well, I just don't know how she-"

"She gets that from Apolline! All Weasleys get married unexpectedly! Why, Percy and Audrey eloped! I'm sure that if you asked she'd say yes but you do what you think is right! Don't let me tell you what to do!"

"Bill, mon amour, let's take Teddy back to Shell Cottage with us for tea." As much as Fleur sometimes annoys Victoire (and me too as a matter of fact!) with her French manner, she is sometimes enormously helpful!

And so Fleur, Bill, and I apparate back to Shell Cottage, a place where I have been almost as much as the Burrow in my childhood, for the 'meet the folks' moment!