This story was written for the Connect the Weasleys challenge by Morning Lilies. Enjoy!

Teddy/Victoire

Prompt: First kiss

Victoire hurried out of Hogwarts castle and onto it's grounds. She was searching for her cousin and best friend, Teddy Lupin. Well, technically he wasn't her cousin per se, he was her uncle Harry's godson, but he spent so much time with the family it was like they were related.

Of course, a small part of Victoire was very glad they weren't really related. Maybe not only a little part.

You see, ever since Victoire had been young, she'd had quite a big crush on Teddy. Back then they'd both known about it, but in these last few years he'd chalked it up to them being young and innocent and so he didn't know she still liked him.

Considering all this, Victoire was excited to see Teddy. Him, being a fifth year, was often busy with his own friends, and so when they were at Hogwarts they didn't see each other that much. It was a completely different story during the summers, though, when they were practically attached at the hip.

One of Teddy's friends had directed her to the usual area the Hogwarts students went when it was nice outside, beside the lake where there were a few shaded trees to sit underneath. He'd said Teddy was there with another girl from his year, Tara.

Victoire had thought nothing of it, until she'd spotted the two, in very close proximity. She'd started to run down the hill, but had stopped dead when she saw what they were doing.

Snogging.

HER Teddy Lupin was SNOGGING Tara!

Her stomach sank and she gasped, staring wide eyed as they pressed their lips together, not a very passionate kiss, but it was a kiss none the less and it bothered Victoire.

She'd never really thought of Teddy dating other girls, since at school he usually hung out with his mates, and there wasn't a girl in their friend group. Even during the summers, he spent most of his time with his family and ample cousins.

The moment seemed to drag out forever, and the longer the kiss lasted, the more Victoire felt sick. Finally, to her great relief, they broke apart. Tara, who she'd now classified as a man stealing wench, (even if Teddy wasn't technically her man, in Victoire's mind he was) was now making her way up the hill, most likely to her next lesson, after saying a hasty good bye to Teddy. Tara got closer to Victoire and as she passed by her she smiled and waved, her cheeks a slight pink tinge. It made Victoire want to run up to her and pull her back by her hair, instead turning back to what she had originally came for.

No matter how much it pained her, she'd received a note from Professor Jones, the headmaster, himself saying that she had to give it to Teddy. Victoire had no idea what the note was about, but if it was from the headmaster, then it must be important.

Grudgingly she shuffled up to the tree Teddy was still sitting under, staring down at him with a mixture of anger and hurt on her face. Teddy had a far away look on his face, only noticing her when she was standing right above him.

"Vic!" He exclaimed, looking up at her. She re-arranged her expression to a peaceful one, afraid he would guess what was bothering her.

"Hi, Teddy," she said, sitting down beside him. No matter how fine she looked, her expression betrayed her, showing how dissapointed she really was. But Teddy seemed oblivious to her mood, instead questioning her as to what she was doing here.

Instead of answering back with a sarcastic retort, which was more characteristic of her sister, Victoire held out the note and explained what it was. Teddy took it, thanking her.

"Thanks Vic, you're great," he said while he stuffed it in his pocket and then folded his arms in front of him, watching the lake happily. After a while he noticed there was an uncharastic silence between them, something that would never happen, and looked back to find Victoire staring at him with an unhappy look on her face.

"What's the matter, Vic?" he questioned, slightly concerned as to what it would be. Victoire seemed taken aback by his question, and really she was about to answer the truth when she changed her mind at the last second.

"I saw you kiss Tara," she stated, staring glumly at the grass. Teddy nodded, seeing no problem with that.

"Yeah, I did. It was great, she's really nice," he said, a dumb smile on his face (at least, it was a dumb smile according to Victoire). He continued to watch her but her mood still seemed blue, so he asked again.

"Vic, what's wrong? Are you upset because I kissed Tara?" he furrowed his brow, for it seemed quite strange to him that she would have that reaction, but he'd asked her none the less.

Victoire stared at him, again as if she wanted to tell him something, but didn't have the nerve to do it. Instead, she said something that had been bothering her, but not nearly as much as Teddy kissing another girl.

"I've never been kissed," she sighed, resigning herself to keeping the truth hidden from him. Teddy nodded, a look of dawning understanding on his face, even if it wasn't really what was bothering her. He didn't seem to know this.

"Oh, that's it? Don't worry, it'll happen some day. Give it time," He gave her a smile, hoping it would cheer her up. Once again, she remained upset, picking at a blade of grass she'd torn from the ground. Teddy concentrated on something that could help her, when an idea popped into his head. Unable to think of a better solution, he leaned in and planted a kiss right on her mouth, a quick peck, but it was long enough for Victoire.

Her eyes snapped up immediately and she blushed furiously, her expression turning into one of shock. Teddy gave her one of his famous half grins and got up, simply stating: "There, now you've been kissed."

Victoire watched as he took off up the hill, momentarily stunned though later she would be doing a victory dance in her room. Let alone did she know that Teddy was walking away with red cheeks and his grin turned into a goofy one, fireworks dancing behind his eyes.