Disclaimer: I am not JKR today and will not be in the near and distant future
This is my first fanfiction so please read and review, if you like it I'll add more chapters.
" But Te-DDY! We'll only use it for a little while!"
"No way Vicky! You know your Aunt Ginny would kill us if she saw us using her old Firebolt!"
"She wouldn't kill us. And besides she hasn't even used it since her Harpies days AND I really want to learn how to fly AND you're the only one who will teach me!"
"Why can't your Dad or Mum teach you?"
"They say I'm only seven and that's too young but I wanna try!"
"And what makes you think I can teach you?! I've never flown before and I'm only nine."
"Yeah but you've seen like Uncle Harry fly like a BAGILLION times! We'd only be gone for a half hour, they'd never know!"
"I dunno Vicky….. I guess I DO wanna try but…..you're sure only a half hour?"
"I'm sure I'm sure!"
The two kids slowly walked over to Grandma Weasley's broom shed where Aunt Ginny always kept her Firebolt. The seven year old blond walking much more confidently than the nine year old blue-haired boy behind her. Victoire opened up the shed and immediately found the old broom. The writing on the handle was slightly chipped but it still showed Firebolt in faded gold. Listening for any approaching footsteps she slowly took out the broom.
"Are you sure no one is going to come looking for this broom?" asked a slightly frightened Teddy
"No way, Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny, are upstairs, Mum and Grandma are cooking dinner, Dad, Uncle Ron, Aunt Hermione, Uncle George, Aunt Angelina, are all out in the garden. Uncle Percy is at work, like always, and Uncle Charlie is in Romania of course." Victoire knowingly replied.
"So where do we fly this broom anyways?" asked Teddy
"I dunno, you've been here at the burrow just as often as me! How about on that hill behind those trees?"
"Ok I guess so you're carrying the Firebolt right?"
"Yeah and you're carrying me?"
"Sure….wait! what?"
Victoire then jumped on the back of a very surprised Teddy and kicked her heels like she was riding one of the giant horses her Mum always talked about.
Laughingly uncontrollably, both kids made it up the steep hill with Teddy obviously more out of breath. After Teddy and Victoire caught their breath they started to get really excited. Not even Victoire thought they would actually be this close to riding her first broom.
"Ok I get to go first because I'm girl" stated Victoire, trying to act much more confident then she felt.
"No way! I'm two years older AND I just carried you up a steep hill in case you forgot!" countered Teddy, trying to pry Victoire fingers off the handle of the old broom.
"Nuh-uh! I'm not even that heavy you flobberworm!" shouted Victoire
"Well……. your breath smells like Dungbombs!" replied Teddy
"Yeah well you're nuttier than squirrel poo!" shouted Victoire playfully
"Well you're more of a loser than the Chudley Cannons" yelled Teddy while laughing
"At least I don't look like I had trolls for parents!" laughed Victoire
Teddy suddenly gave up his fight for the handle for the broom and looked at his feet after walking away a few yards. His hair slowly turning from its normal electric blue to a light yellow. Victoire could see the hurt expression on his face.
"Oh Teddy I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it, I know your parents weren't trolls" apologized Victoire
After a long silence, Teddy sighed, "It's ok Vicky, I'm not mad, I'm just…. I dunno."
Victoire was at a loss for words. She felt so stupid for bringing up Teddy's parents. She just took hers for granted and couldn't imagine not coming home to her parents and not sleeping only a room down from them if she ever got scared.
She did the only thing she could think of and walked over and hugged Teddy as hard as she could right around his midsection. Teddy, all sadness forgotten, turned his hair a deep shade of purple and his face deep red.
"Hey Teddy, why is your face all red and your hair purple?" asked a confused Victoire.
"Uh……… no reason, I just…wanna ride the broom…ok?" spluttered out Teddy.
"Oh ok, how about we ride it at the same time, there is enough room" suggested Victoire who still felt incredibly guilty.
"Yeah ok, lets go!"
Teddy mounted the broom and then Victoire sat right in front of him and pressed her back against his chest. She liked the feeling, Teddy felt warm and she felt…..secure. She was nervous before but being next to Teddy calmed her for some reason.
It must be because were best friends thought Victoire unsurely
When she turned around to ask Teddy about it she noticed he had turned a deep red again and his hair was the same shade of purple as it was before. He seemed to be looking anywhere but at her too.
"Teddy are you feeling ok? You keep going all red in the face and your hair is purple again."
"Yeah…..I'm fine… let's just kick off ok?"
Victoire and Teddy flew around on the Firebolt, or at least they tried to fly it as they never flew more than a foot off the ground and jumped off if they went too fast. After about twenty minutes, however, they started to get the hang of it, even if it was at a snail's pace. Teddy and Victoire forgot about their moment of sadness and were laughing and yelling the whole time.
"Wow we should have done this months ago, you were soooo right Vicky!" exclaimed an ecstatic Teddy.
"See, you should listen to me more often, when have I ever led you wrong?"
"How about the time you said we should put some of your Uncle George's products in the toilet because it scared you?" laughed Teddy.
"Well we got the toilet seat off the roof eventually didn't we! And it was only Aunt Angelina who ever found out too."
"Ok what about the time you said we should give Uncle Ron's owl Pig some fireworks to see if it burped funny colors?"
"Well how was I supposed to know that Pig would shoot purple flames out the other end for a week! It didn't say anything about that on the box did it?!"
"Ok how about the time.."
Whatever that time was Teddy never got to finish as he got tackled by an annoyed Victoire. Both were rolling down the hill, Teddy still holding the Firebolt in his left hand, laughing and trying to get the upper hand. At the base of the hill, Victoire eventually won the match by sitting right on top of Teddy. Teddy, however, wasn't laughing anymore and, for the third time in less than an hour, had a bright red face and deep purple hair when he realized their position.
"Uh… I have to go Vic, I think I… hear Gran calling me….so yeah, here is the Firebolt, make sure you put it in the shed and I'll…see you later.. ok?" yelled Teddy before running off toward the garden of the burrow.
Victoire stood there confused for a minute before shrugging and walking back towards the shed. She put away the broom and headed towards the kitchen where she found her Mum helping out Grandma Weasley with dinner.
"Hey Mum, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, go ahead honey." Replied Fleur without turning around from the soup she was stirring.
"Well Teddy and I were..uh…running around and he started acting really weird"
"I didn't know you could run around while on a Firebolt that was supposed to stay in the shed until a certain little lady was old enough to ride it."
Uh-oh BUSTED
"Well ok we were on the Firebolt today but Teddy was acting weird before and after that too!"
"What happened during these weird times?" inquired Fleur.
"Well I said his parents were trolls and he got really sad. I know he doesn't see them, but they love him right? Who wouldn't love Teddy! Why can't his parents just come home instead of making him stay with Uncle Harry and his Gran? There is nothing wrong with Teddy!" rambled Victoire who was starting to get close to tears now. She and Teddy were best friends and if he was sad then she was sad too, even if she didn't know why.
"Oh honey" replied Fleur softly and grabbed her child in a hug, "its ok, Teddy's parents love him very much, but they can't come home."
"Why not?" asked Victoire who had started to calm now.
"I'll explain when you're older, but just know that Teddy does have people that love him, even if his parents can't be there for him right now."
"Ok, but the other times he acted weird we weren't even talking about his parents."
"What were you doing?"
"Well, the first time happened when I hugged him, he got red in the face and his hair turned deep purple. It happened again when we both sat on the broom together and then a third time when I pinned him down in wrestling."
"Haha, wow our little Teddy is growing up, Victoire honey, I know you won't like this but you'll figure this out on your own when you're older. There is nothing wrong with Teddy at all, so you don't need to be worried, ok?" finished Fleur.
"ok I guess, I'm gonna go find him, he said he was in the garden, I hope there are gnomes out there too!" shouted a happy, but only slightly less confused, Victoire.
Fleur sighed and let go of her seven year old blonde child. She and Bill were gonna have to take a closer look at little Teddy Remus Lupin. Thinking of little Victoire and Teddy, she turned around and started stirring the soup once more with a small smile on her face.