AN: I own nothing by JK Rowling. I own all OCs. My first song fic inspired by Count On Me by Bruno Mars. Twelve one shots using lyrics as prompts for each Weasley-Potter cousin and their eventual spouse. First up Vic and Teddy.

If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea

I'll sail the world to find you

"Merde, merde, merde!" Fleur cried.

Teddy woke to complete pandemonium at Shell Cottage on Christmas Eve in his seventh year. "What's going on?"

"Vic's missing. Mum's having a fit," Dominique replied, rolling her eyes.

"Missing? Do you know where she might be?"

"No. We think she ran away. Mum's turned the house upside down trying to find her. Typical Vic, we're meant to be going to The Burrow tonight for Molly's eleventh birthday, celebrate her getting her Hogwarts acceptance letter, but Vic's gone and made it all about her once again."

Fleur grabbed Teddy by his shoulders. "Teddy, you can apparate yes?"

"Yes."

"Could you please 'elp us look for Victoire? Bill 'as looked all through Diagon Alley, but cannot find 'er. Per'aps you might know where she is. You are 'er best friend after all."

"Of course Fleur." Teddy apparated off with a crack, knowing exactly where he would find Victoire. Teddy arrived in a meadow, not very far from Shell Cottage and approached a large tree he and Victoire had deemed "their place" when they were much younger.

"Vic?"

"Vic's not here," a voice said from the branches.

"Vic, I know it's you, come down please."

Victoire reluctantly climbed down from the tree. "How bad is it?"

"Pretty bad Vic. Your mum's having a fit. Your dad searched all through Diagon Alley. Why'd you run away?"

"I'm just sick of everyone thinking I'm perfect. I wanted to get away from it for a while."

"I don't think you're perfect. And I know for a fact that Dom doesn't think you're perfect. Your parent's are definitely not going to think you're perfect after this. Perfect people don't run away. They especially don't run away on Christmas Eve or their cousin's eleventh birthday."

"I suppose so."

"Perfect people also don't date their crush's best friend to make them jealous."

"I guess we're both guilty of that."

Teddy rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "I guess we are."

"I knew it! I knew you dated Adrianna to make me jealous."

"Did it work?"

"Yes."

AN: So I'm not sure if I'm completely happy with this, but I think it'll do. Review if you like.