Author's Note: Hello! This is my first fanfic where we will have chapters. So I'm nervous.

The Harry Potter Next Gen have their first patronuses.

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- A Creature Of The Dark

It was his parents tucking him into sleep.

Teddy Lupin, in his DADA class was asked by his godfather and guest teacher, Harry Potter, to produce a patronus. To conjure one, he had to remember the happiest moment of his life. And he did so.

All his life, when Teddy tried to remember his parents, the first memory that would come to his mind was this – his father, with his worn out but happy face, glancing at his son lovingly while turning off the lamp next to his crib and then turning to peck his wife, Nymphadora or rather, Tonks as she liked people to call her who had a glisten in her eyes and the bubblegum pink hair was hard to miss.

This was the happiest memory Ted had, and he was determined to cling to it the rest of his life.

Letting the emotions course through his veins, the wonder when he heard little stories about his parents, the relief when he discovered he wasn't only one, and moreover he wasn't alone, Teddy uttered in less than a whisper, "Expecto Patronum."

For a moment nothing happened. For that ghastly second, Teddy thought that if that memory wasn't happy enough to conjure the patronus, then he would never be able to produce one.

But a wisp of light came from the tip of his wand. Expectation bloomed in his heart and he concentrated on the sweetest memory he had until the faint wisp developed into a constant glow.

His heart hammering, Ted raised his wand. He was dimly aware of the gasps and the stares he was receiving but his mind and heart tried the hardest not to lose focus.

Since the memory was dim, he decided to add the second best memory to concentration- his mother's laugh, like a spring breeze, the smell of flowers, like the nymphs were in an especially good mood.

The light grew brighter and larger till it expanded and rather than bursting from his wand, a shape emerged slowly. Its light was so bright that spots danced in front of Teddy's eyes and he had to close them and other students had to cover their vision.

As the metamorphagus opened his eyes a while later, he didn't know what to feel.

Standing regally in front of him was a large wolf, with seemingly soft yet rugged fur, its ears perked up and intelligent eyes staring into its conjurer dead in the eye.

Teddy gulped. He wasn't ignorant of his father's werewolf-ishness. Was it a sign, or a reminder or simply trait he had inherited?

Whatever it was, Teddy couldn't help but let pride surge through his body. He was positively his parents' son. His father was a werewolf and his mother's patronus had changed into a wolf when she fell in love with the said werewolf.

As hard as it was, he broke eye contact with the wolf standing in front of him, and looked around the class. Sure enough, students were gaping at him; some even had their mouths hanging. But Teddy didn't dwell. He was searching for the bright emerald eyes which always twinkled when Teddy acted as a reminder, which were always filled with a kind of knowingness that couldn't be explained.

Teddy found those eyes, which were now twinkling. He looked up to the face of Harry Potter who was at a corner of the class, apparently helping a struggler previously, his own patronus, the stag, standing next to him. He had a small smile and something in his face made Teddy feel that he had made his godfather very, very proud.

With a small nod, Harry turned back to the struggler, shaking the kid out of awe.

The stag and the wolf looked at each other, and Teddy felt oddly scared. It was predator and prey looking at each other, less than twenty feet away. But as he looked at them assessing the other, he was stunned to see both relaxed, as if they had found a long lost friend.

He was struck with realization that both of Harry's and Teddy's fathers were best friends and both were strongly related to their sons' patronuses.

The stag suddenly trotted up to the wolf, nuzzled against its ear as if persuading and then, they burst through the room, running as if they were partners in it, which was ironic because James potter the first and Remus Lupin actually were partners in running, at the full moon.

While gazing at the two magnificent animals, Teddy didn't notice a certain blonde making her way towards him.

"That was great, Teddy," Victoire Weasley said softly as she reached him.

He was grateful for her concern. She knew about his parents as much as he did and she also knew that he'd used his parents' memory. She had discovered long ago that it was a touchy subject for him and he was thankful that she had come up to him in his moment of vulnerability.

One word that got out wrong from the speaker's mouth and he would break down. He wasn't so sensitive but his parents were always a weakness…and strength too.

"Are you okay?" Victoire lightly touched his arm and said.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay. More than okay. I'm awesome!" Teddy replied, lightening the mood, and putting his goofy smile on.

She shook her head and replied with a smile, "Sure you are. Now help me here!"

Author's Note: Enjoyed it? I always imagined Teddy and Victoire as friends. And then a couple. And I really hope that Harry will take the 'guest teacher' post in Hogwarts.

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