This is an incredibly short little drabble (I think it's 150 words, I didn't do that on purpose.) that I wrote in about five minutes. Not much, but tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own any of the characters. If I did, Remus and Tonks would be alive and well.
A Memory
Teddy's grip on the picture tightened and he gasped for breath, fighting tears with all he had. It was pointless, they slid like an endless stream down his cheeks and sobs escaped his lips.
"Teddy," Victorie was the first to react, grabbing his arm and pulling him close, wrapping her arms around his neck and whispering to him. He buried his head in her neck, sobbing as his hair reverted back to it's usual brown and his eyes darkened to black.
Harry was speechless, wanting to go and comfort him but knowing it would be useless. Victorie was the one he wanted, the one he needed. He should have known what seeing that picture would do to him, he had been there himself.
Teddy's hands went limp and the photo fluttered to the ground, Lupin and Tonks smiling and waving, a little blue-haired baby in her arms.