Disclaimer: I am not J.K. nor will I ever be J.K. and my proof that I am indeed NOT J.K. is that I would never have Neville marry Hannah Abbott, or make Dumbledore gay (because Minerva McGonagall is hopelessly in love with him but doesn't show it.)
Dedication: To 100-Percent-Harry-Potter-Obsessed and Tonks-Rocks. I know I haven't talked to you as much as I should have and there's no excuse for it. I'm sorry. Just know that, no matter what I love you guys as my sisters for all time.
Being back at Hogwarts after the winter holidays is an even greater feeling than I'd thought it would be, and saying hello to all my best mates, asking them how their break was, is oddly exciting.
Everyone is telling me their New Year's resolutions. They're coming at me left, right, and center, and I've realized – I don't have one on my own.
There's nothing in my life right now that I want to change, really.
My grades are fine. I'm sailing through fifth year with Exceeds Expectations in all my classes, and an Outstanding in Defense Against the Dark Arts.
So what is it that I want to change?
I'm quiet, calm, and clumsy. I am my parents' son. At least, that's what Gran tells me. But they died along time ago.
For me. For me to live in a world without Voldemort. I'm proud to be their son. Nothing that needs to be changed there.
Then, I see her.
We've talked a few times when I've gone to one of Uncle Harry's, so called, "family gatherings."
I turned my hair into a bright red that day along with freckles, so I could fit in. We talked for a long time about school and a lot of other things that I can't recall upon now. Something I do remember, though, is falling in love with her smile.
So now I, Teddy Remus Lupin, have a New Year's resolution.
Get Victorie Weasley to fall in love with me.
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-I Want To Give Neville A Hug