Teddy's POV

I woke up early this morning, I climbed out of my bed, and walked over to the dresser. I pulled on a red and blue button up and my black dress pants. Then I pulled on my Weasley jumper. It was green and it had a small red T near the left shoulder.

I don't understand why I like muggle clothes they just seem more expressive I guess. I had packed my trunk last night, so I decided to just trot downstairs for breakfast, maybe mother had made something.

As I reached the kitchen, I saw my father sitting there at the counter, drinking coffee. He never let me have any before he said I was too young.

He ran a hand across his bangs, and for a minute I thought his scar might hurt, it was a lightning scar just on his forehead one he had gotten as a baby, but he didn't look like he was in pain.

"Good morning, Edward." Dad said.

"Morning, Dad." I said, taking a seat next to him.

I saw flash in his eyes and then go away. It did this in his eyes everytime I called him dad, or Mom well mom.

I remember like four years ago when they told me that I wasn't their birth son. But they were still my parents, they raised me.

"Would you like a cup?" Dad asked me.

I'm pretty sure I had a goofy grin as I nodded my head. He took the pitcher and poured a glass into the smaller cup.

I took it in my hands, took a breath, and then took a sip. It didn't taste as awesome as I expected it to, but it was okay.

"Its' alright." I said and Dad broke out into laughter.

I heard a small little voice from the hallway so me and Dad turned our heads. Standing there was my brother, Albus.

"Has Teddy left yet?" The four year old asked rubbing his eyes and clutching an old bear that I gave him.

"Nope Al, I'm still here. Come here." I said, patting my lap.

He got eager and came running across the wood floors, and it was a small thump, and he made his way to me and climbed up on the chair.

"Al, we are going to the train station with Teddy." Dad said and Al's eyes lit up like fireworks.

"Really?" Al nearly shouted.

"Yep, so you better go get ready!" I whispered so that we wouldn't wake up anyone.

"Pick out something nice, son." Dad added.

Al gave me a kiss on the cheek and then after we heard his and James' door close, we heard it open again. And he once again returned to the kitchen.

"Teddy? Will you help me?" Al asked me.

"Sure Al." I laughed.

I followed him into his room and helped him into a white button up and a sweater vest with a diamond pattern on it. I threw him a pair of khackis and told him to wear his black sneakers and then left the room to hear mother calling me.

"Yes mum." I said, as I saw Lily running down the hall, and I looked back to Mom as I laughed.

"Would you be a dear and write Hermione back telling her she can meet us at the station." Mom said chasing after Lily.

"Love, you sound like your mother." Dad called as he and James entered the living room.

The five year was in a buttonup and jeans. James absolutely refused to wear anything but jeans, and no doubt that underneath that dress shirt was a t-shirt with some muggle tv show on it.

"Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione are coming?" James asked making his way to the table.

"Yes, Rose and Hugo are having a play date." Dad said.

I quickly took a quill of Mom's desk and scribbed a note. "Dear Aunt Hermione, Mom says meet us at the station, From Teddy."

"Teddy, before we leave I have something for you.," Dad called.

I gave the letter to Errol, Ron's owl, and it flew out of here, not before smacking its head on the window of course. I swear that things needs owling lessons.

"What is it, Dad?" I asked.

He reached into the closet and pulled out a package and handed it to me, it was long and skinny, I ripped it open only guessing what it could be.

"A Firebolt, Dad. Thanks." I exclaimed.

"Well since they revoked that no first years playing Quidditch thing, I think you could use it." Dad laughed.

"Cool." I said examining it.

After staring at the broom for a few minutes Mom came out with Lily in a pink sweater and a flowered skirt.

I looked at everyone and I tried to adjust the collar of my button up and Mom laughed at me and made her way over to fix it for me.

"Oh Edward, your just like your father." Mom said placing my collar along the neckline of my sweater.

"Really?" I asked.

She looked back to Harry, and shook her head. "Sorry, I meant Harry dear."

"That's okay." I said, slightly in disappointment.

"Dad can we take the flying car?" James asked.

"Yeah Dad, can we?" I asked.

"Please." Al and Lily chorused together.

"I guess, come on then." Dad said earning a glare from Mom.

Dad and Uncle Ron destroyed Grandpa Weasley's car second year. But they developed a new one, Dad got the original and Uncle Ron got a copy.

We climbed in the black car, it was small and Lily had to sit on my lap. I pulled the seatbelt over us and ran a hand threw her long straight hair. I wonder how I hadn't noticed anything before. As Mom and Lily both had ginger hair, whileJames, Al, and Dad had black hair. And I had a blue tint to mine.

Dad turned the invisibility on as we flew up out of the driveway and into the open air. I looked out the window as I knew these muggles couldn't see me. But it still felt fun. We pulled into a parking spot at Kings Cross Station and then the car was visible to the public again.

Al hopped out of our side while I unbuckled. I placed Lily on the seat and she scooted out of the car and Mom picked her up. Once I got out Al reached his arms out, so I picked him up cradling him in my arms. I watched Dad come around the back of the car holding James' hand.

That's when I heard them. "Ronald Bilius Weasley, you realize how many muggles could have seen us, I swear you haven't gotten any better since second year."

I looked to the others and the four of us seemed to all scream. "Aunt Hermione!"

Dad laughed as we all ran to meet up with them, seeing Uncle Ron's ginger hair made it easy. There was 4 year old Rose, with her red-brown hair, and 2 year old Hugp with the same color hair as his father's.

"Teddy." Uncle Ron shouted at me, waving me over.

I set Al on the ground so I could pick up Hugo. "Hey there buddy."

"Ted!" The 2 year old clapped.

"Literally all he's been saying is Ted." Hermione laughed.

"Teddy, you might want to get Godric out of the trunk." Dad said to me.

I almost forget! Godric must be completely suffocated in the trunk. I ran back to our car and reached down into the magically enlarged trunk and pulled out my Tawny owl.

"Sorry Godric but you know there's not enough room in the flying cart." I said to my owl, taking a treat out of my pants pocket and handing it to him and him eating it out of my hand.

I brought him over to the group and Uncle Ron took out his wand and silently whispered. "Accio trolley."

A trolley made its way over to us without anyone pushing it. I laughed, Mom preteneded not to look, while Aunt Hermione slapped Uncle Ron, and Dad went to get my trunk.

"Sorry." He whispered.

As the trolley reached Uncle Ron's hands he pushed it over to me. Dad placed my trunk on the trolley, with Godric's cage on top. Then I placed Hugo on the trolley, and then took Lily from Mom and did the same. I took the straps from the bottom and attached them to each other so the kids wouldn't fall.

"I want to ride to." Al cried.

I unattached the straps and let Al in between them. "Alright but you have to hold on to Hu and Lil, okay?"

"Do you want to ride as well James?" Dad looked down to him.

"No." James answered, he had been always a bit more serious tthan Al and Lil.

"Alright then." I said reattaching the straps and watching James cock his head up a little bit and walk next to Dad.

I pushed the trolley with the kids on it carefully but quickly couldn't have myself late to my first day at Hogwarts. As we reached Platform 9 and 10, I let Uncle Ron push the trolley with the kids on it through to Platform 9 3/4s with Aunt Hermione, Mom, and James right behind them.

I looked up to Dad and he just smiled at me and then we walked through to the platform and I saw dark for a minute and then a very busy platform. I looked around.

Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione were detaching the kids from the trolley when I turned to my parents, they may not be my birthparents but they were still my parents. "What house should I be in?"

"What do you mean?" Dad asked.

"Well, I mean your sorted based on what house your family is in right?" I asked.

"No. You're sorted based on what qualities you have. Slytherins are in Slytherin because they're cunning, and Hufflepuffs are in Hufflepuff because they are loyal. Not because of their families." Mom answered.

"Besides, your mom was a Hufflepuff, your dad was a Gryffindor, your grandmother was a Slytherin. You could be any of the four houses, Edward." Dad said.

"Thanks Dad." I gave him a hug.

After I said goodbyes, and believe me they were hard. Al would not let me go. I took Godric, and my trunk, and headed onto the Hogwarts Express.