So this is my first HP fanfiction with an OC. Actually, It is a friends OC that is the main character: Callum Weasley, who belongs to Miss XxBandersnatchxX. I also have a character in this fanfiction and that is Piers Frasier. Bandersnatch helped me create Piers, so I love him even though in this FF he isn't the nicest person. Title sucks, I know.
Title: The Things You Do To Me
Summary: Callum and Teddy are starting yet another year at Hogwarts—but before school starts, will their friendship be damaged?
Rating: T (may change)
Pairing: Teddy X OC
Warning: Two OC's, yaoi
Callum Weasley © XxBandersnatchxX
Piers Frasier © LilyFerrumLupus
I want to make clear that Bandersnatch and I donot in any way, shape, or forms ownHarry Potterand its characters. We do, however own Callum and Piers.
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The Things You Do To Me
Chapter One
The Burrow was really a great place for family gatherings. For the past years (and many to come) the Potter-Weasley family met at the Burrow a week before the new Hogwarts school year started. So, with his wife and four children by his side, Bill Weasley trudged up a small foot hill and as he reached the top, standing next to an old weathered boot, he beamed.
His daughters, Victoire and Dominique, where first to stand by him, followed by their mother and lastly the boys, Louis and Callum. Exchanging nods, at once they grabbed the port key. Air whizzed around them and their bodies contorted into odd shapes. But soon enough they spiraled to the ground. Callum let go the key and landed firmly on his feet. Victoire, however, was not as lucky as she hit the ground with a thud and rolled to a stop. Callum and Louis snickered but helped their eldest sister to her feet nonetheless. She hissed a thank you and patted her long, wavy blonde hair back into place.
Callum turned away from his sister and stared happily at the Burrow. You'd never think this old, rickety looking house could hold a family of around twenty-two people, but magic was a glorious thing. He looked through the closest window on the first floor and saw a streak of bright blue headed for the door. Teddy, thought Callum, perfect, he's already arrived.
Right on time, the Lupin came bursting out the front door. A smile broke across Callum's beautifully handsome face and he couldn't help but to run and meet Teddy in the middle. Their chest's collided and they threw their arms around each other, laughing breathlessly.
"Hello, Cal," Teddy said, releasing his friend and stepping back to examine him.
"Hi there, Teddy," They stood there for minutes, just looking each other over.
Searching Callum's blue eyes and noticing the way his bangs cover half of the left one, Teddy thought, Merlin, Cal gets more and more beautiful each time I see him, and he mentally slapped himself. No. Do not think of Callum like that any further.
Reluctantly, Teddy tore his eyes away from Cal and forced himself to embrace Victoire. Callum watched him go. "Teddy! I've missed you!" She squealed. At her next action, her brother's mouth fell agape in shock. She kissed him. Full on the lips, no hesitation. And Teddy kissed her back.
Victoire pulled out of her boyfriend's arms and scurried into the Burrow to seek out her Aunty Hermione. Teddy greeted Dominique, Louis, Bill and Fleur as they walked past him, following Victoire into the house. When they were gone, he slowly turned around to face the one-eighth Veela boy. Their eyes locked and, as usual, Teddy could see each thing that Cal was feeling through those blue orbs, and when he did he felt his heart crack.
"Cal—,"
"Are you. . .dating Vic?"
"Well, yes, but. . ."
"And for how long?"
"Dunno. . .maybe a month. . .or two. . ." Teddy averted his eyes to the grass and Callum was glad. He didn't want the older boy to see the tears pricking in his eyes.
"What about what you told me, last time we met? During the begging of the summer holiday? About how you are—,"
"Don't say it!" heir eyes met once more, Teddy's pleading and Callum was taken aback. Teddy took a deep breath. "Please. It was just a phase."
Cal gasped, seeing the truth behind Teddy's words: you were just a phase. "I-I see," the Weasley damned himself when his voice cracked, "I'll see you at dinner, Mate." With that, Callum turned his back on Teddy and entered the Burrow.
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"Right this way, Dear," Grandma Molly led her youngest Veela grandson up the stairs. She opened a door with a brass handle and held it open for Callum. He stepped inside, finding his trunk at the foot of a four-post bed, his owl sitting in its cage atop it. "If you need anything, Teddy's room is next door,"
Callum bit the inside of his lip. "Thank you, Gran."
"Can't I get you anything?"
"No, thanks. Think I'm going to rest a bit before dinner," The woman, whose red hair had thinned and turned grey, smiled sweetly and with a nod, she closed Cal's door behind her.
Cal sighed and held his face in his hands. He rubbed at his eyes, willing himself not to cry, but when he pulled his hands away there were indeed tears. Hurriedly, he dried his hands off on his jeans and stepped over to his owl.
She was a barn owl that he'd gotten his first year at Hogwarts. Eve, he'd named her. They'd grown a powerful relationship over the years and now as Cal was going into his sixth year, Eve was still at his side. He opened the hinged side of her cage. She fluttered out of her metal cellar and rested on Callum's outstretched arms where she flexed her wings and swiveled her head, giving a curious hoo every now and then. Cal sat on his bed while Eve affectionately nipped at his hand.
Callum was just admiring the black bedspread when a knock sounded at the door. It opened, reveling his brother and, once again, Grandma. "Sorry to be a bother, dear. We have to share the rooms this year . . . Victoire and Dominique have decided to stay until the lot of you leave. You wouldn't mind . . . ?" She motioned to Louis.
"Course not," In fact; Cal was almost relieved to be sharing a room with his older brother.
Molly smiled, pulling out her wand and ushering Louis in. She waved her wand and mumbled a spell, the tip of her wand now pointed at the bed, "There we are. It's a trundle." Louis thanked her, and she was gone.
Louis set his things against the wall and sat next to his brother. "What's wrong, Callie?"
Cal's forehead creased and he shook his head. Louis swiveled, putting his feet up across Callum's lap, leaning back against the bed frame with his forearms behind his head. "There is no point in lying to me, Cal. You know you wear your heart upon your sleeve. I se it in your eyes, babe. Come on—what is it?"
The younger Veela sighed. "Louis . . . how did you know you were gay?"
Louis blinked. Then, so suddenly it made Cal jump; he let out a bark of laughter that disappeared when he noticed his brother was serious. Louis folded his feet under him and leaned forward to sit crisscrossed. "What's brought this up?"
"How did you know you were gay," repeated the younger stubbornly.
"I always knew. I was born gay!" Louis cheered, lacing his fingers and resting his chin on them.
"Did you ever notice girls, though?"
"Before I was sure of myself, yes, of course. I wanted to be normal like everybody else, but I was already not normal, but I never truly liked them." He paused. "Now, Callie, why do you ask?"
The addressed male blushed and turned his gaze to Eve's tawny feathers, sighing when she got annoyed with his preening and flew to her cage, but he refused to meet his brother's eyes.
". . . Could I get an answer today, Cal?"
"Right. Louis . . . I think I'm gay." With the two latter words, Callum swore he could feel the weight of the world crashing down on him and he covered his eyes.
"Callum? Why are you crying?"
"I-I'm not," his voice wavered, "I just can't believe it!" He met his brother's eyes, "I need your help."
Louis felt his heart swell a little, mainly because of how broken his brother sounded. "I'm not good at giving advice, you know this. Just be honest with yourself, Callie. When you are ready, you can be honest with everyone else."
"Is it scary? Coming out, I mean." Callum remembered all too vividly, when Louis had come out, the way his father had excused himself and had not been seen for at least two days after.
"Bloody terrifying."
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A/N: This was fun to write :3 Callie is a doll, Bandersnatch. Okay, so I want to make clear that there is NOT a bromance between Cal and Louis. LOL. When I read this over: "…I see it in your eyes, babe. . ." I kind of laughed and thought that Lou was a creepy brother, but that isn't what I meant him to be like. I interpreted his character as flirty, bubbly, and a joker—so he was supposed to be joking. Sorry, aha.
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