(A/N- I haven't posted anything new for a while, but I've been mainly focusing on getting out chapters for Flirting in a Train Compartment. I needed something fresh, though, so after writing the chapter today, I decided to post this! I've had this written for a while but I edited it a bit and I hope you all like it. I might turn this into a few chapters, but it depends on the feedback I get. Don't forget to review! Thanks!
"Hey, Vic," Teddy flashed her a crooked grin and flopped down next to her on the grounds.
"Hey, Teddy," She murmured absently, scribbling down a few notes while reading a textbook.
"Aw, c'mon, Vic, can't you make time for your favorite person in the world?" He grabbed her book and closed it triumphantly as she rolled her eyes and cursed in French.
"Teddy!" She shrieked, though she couldn't keep a giggle from escaping her lips.
"What's up?" He asked, flinging an arm around her shoulder, not noticing her pale complexion reddening.
"Trying to get my homework done," She grumbled.
"No," He disagreed, his expression turning serious. "I mean, what's this about you and Matthews splitting up?"
"Nothing!" Victore exclaimed, noticeably blushing now. "He was too focused on my looks and not me, so I dumped him. I don't know why everybody's talking about it."
"That git," Teddy muttered. "I always knew he didn't deserve you."
"Don't you turn into another overprotective brother," She warned him sharply. "Louis is bad enough as it is, and he's younger than me." Teddy's normally good-natured expression hardened, but he didn't reply.
"Ted?" Victoire broke the silence, frowning. "What-?"
"Do you think of me like a brother?" Teddy asked her abruptly, cutting her off mid sentence. The question took her by surprise and she fumbled with her words before replying.
"I- well, I mean, I've known you my whole life!" She replied, flustered. As he simply looked at her, she blushed furiously, uncharacteristically bumbling for her graceful personality.
"But- I certainly don't think of you like Louis- or…or any of my cousins, I suppose…" Teddy seemed satisfied by this answer as he smiled at her. Vic stared back at him, feeling slightly dizzier under his melting gaze.
"Good. Because I don't think of you as a sister."
He stood up, his hands shoved deeply into his pocket, and walked slowly up the slope of the grounds, leaving her where she'd been just five minutes ago, but unable to concentrate on her work.