Teddy Remus Lupin vs. Renesmee Carlie Cullen

By: SilverDrama and her friend Jessamyn (Oceansurferg)

AN: Take into consideration while reading this, this was an English vocab test I took with my friend Jessamyn, we needed certain words (which I underline for fun). We were originally going to do Edward vs. Harry but I wanted Harry to win and she wanted Ed to win and it wasn't working out. This is what we settled upon. Except minor word changes, this is exactly how we turned the assignment in. We got a perfect score.


Teddy sat in front of the muggle telly, watching commercials for Sesame Street paraphernalia when his scold grandmother handed him a note.

The note had a profuse amount of adjectives (probably the work of Stephenie Meyer, some muggle author Victoire liked). Teddy finished the note, a summons to a duel, and disengaged himself from the telly. And in a lapse of judgment, went to find Renesmee.

Remesmee sat by the Whomping Willow, defiant of the dangers. Luckily, the Willow was too afraid of her ghastly outfit. She was boisterous, wizards were so easy to beat …

Renesmee spoke in a voice that reminded Teddy of his grandmother when she would reprimand him. "Let's duel."

After an interminable amount of time, Teddy Lupin raised his wand, but someone walked in.

Charlie (from who knows where: Twilight, Harry Potter, that random fanfiction you read last week) walked in in a perfunctory manner as though he were merely getting eggs from the supermarket, not watching two hybrids about to duel.

Then somehow, neither (or all) author(s) aren't sure how, but Charlie won. Which shocked everyone because 1. He wasn't invited, 2. This is a hybrid war (come on, hybrids only!), and 3. He really was looking for eggs.

THE END

Oh yeah, we forgot to mention, the prize to the winner was eggs and the losers won an all expenses paid trip to Jamaica (Renesmee turned it down because of the sun, and Teddy got sunburned, we're not sure how).

THE END

Lol…joking. Nah, I'm kidding.

THE END

P.S. Charlie might be from the chocolate factory.

THE END