Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. But i do own a Spiderman lunchbox.
It was Sunday dinner at the burrow... therefore it was extremely crowded. Nine year old Teddy Lupin and seven year old Victorie Weasley didn't like the crowds… it was an imagination killer. So Victoire ran outside pulling Teddy along screaming "Help me Teddy! The evil Sphinx is trying to get me!"
"Oh no, Victoire! I'll save you with my trusty pet hippogriff, Lancelot!" Teddy squealed as he grabbed a piece of some weird muggle object from granddad Weasleys shed and pretended to ride it going as fast as he could towards Victoire, who was pretending to be carried away by a sphinx.
In their minds everything in imagination land was chaos.
"Teddy please help me!" a 19 or so looking Victoire screamed as the giant sphinx squeazed her in its paws.
"I'm coming Vic! She won't hurt a hair on your head or I'll kill her with the mighty sword of Godric Gryffindor!" A 20 or so looking Teddy who was coincidentally in beat up, burned armor as if he'd just escaped a battle with a Hungarian Horntail yelled to her.
But Teddy was having problems reaching the damsel in distress. The sphinx had no doubt created an army of a million Doxies. "I knew I should've listened to mum and brought Doxie Repellent with me to awesome Auror dragon fighting camp." Teddy mumbled to himself as he took his sword and slashed the Doxies to pieces one by one.
In the meanwhile, Victoire was hitting and screaming at the sphinx to let her go. She even tried biting the furry beast. She finally managed to get a wand (or twig) from her pocket and start screaming nonsense spells at the sphinx. It had no effect. So she continued kicking and screaming until Teddy would rescue her.
"Victoire!" He cried, when he had gotten past all of the doxies and somehow managed to get a hold of his trusted steed of a hippogriff, Lancelot, who tended to run away a lot. The sphinx saw Teddy and intended to strike.
The sphinx took a huge swing at the arm in which Teddy had held his sword in and knocked it straight to the ground. But Teddy was far from weaponless without his sword. He still had his wand, and a spell that his godfather had taught him a long time ago. "Levicorpus!" He screamed as the sphinx was thrusted into the air hanging by one of its back feet.
Victoire was about to crash to the ground after the sphinx had let go but then Lancelot, being ridden by Teddy, had flown into the air and caught Victoire and flew to a safe flowered patch in the backyard of the Burrow.
"Next time I get to be the awesome Auror." Victoire was suddenly seven again.
"No way! I'm the oldest so I get to be the Auror all the time!" Nine year old Teddy whined.
"Oh yeah? Well then I guess you underestimate my ability to… tickle you senseless!" and that is exactly what Victoire did. Teddy was rolling and laughing on the ground in seconds from her cursed quick fingers.
"FINE! " Teddy shrieked. "You can be the Auror next time. But I am not going to pretend to be the damsel in distress." Victoire started tickling him again. "okay, okay! I'll be the damsel."
Little did poor Teddy Lupin know that next time, Victoire was making him wear a dress.