AN: Ok so, this is based of the age old sending/saying something you didn't mean, or you thought the other would never read/hear… so if you recognize the plot; I'm not stealing it.. It's just a coincidence
Disclaimer: I only own the first season of psych (I just got it in today!!)… enjoy:
The Letter
Victorie slumped down in her seat and stared out the train window. This was her last year at Hogwarts, yet all she could think about was a certain boy: Teddy Lupin. Her, friend. No boyfriend. Well in a way….
She loved him, and he said that he loved her as well; but their romance had only begun at the start of the summer. She was so relived when he admitted his feelings for her; she had felt more than brotherly affection towards him for the last few years.
Last year, his seventh year at Hogwarts, was the hardest on her pent up feelings for him. She was convinced that he did not feel the same way; how could he with the smart and impressive people that he normally hung around with and dated.
So she tried her best to forget him; she dated other guys that never seamed to be even half as interesting as Teddy, and who never wanted much more than to be seen with her, or to head off to abandoned closets with her. Yet every time she ran in to him with his most recent girlfriend her heart would shatter a bit more.
At the end of the year party, held by her grandparents a the Burrow, Teddy was the guest of honor, being the first to graduate from Hogwarts since Aunt Ginny. She couldn't help but think about how close she and Teddy had been when they were younger and at the start of their Hogwarts years. They were the closest of friends but they had drifted apart, and Victorie realized that they drifted apart as her feelings for him had became less friendly and more romantic.
She decided to get over her emotions and talk to Teddy, she wanted to know how his last year had been, what he thought about becoming an Auror. Even if he didn't feel the same way as her she wanted to get closer to him; to go back to being the close friends they were before.
She helped him pack his things up and find an Apartment off Diagon Alley. She helped him shop for used furniture and discreetly as she could, she swiped his notes from his last year to help her on her NEWTS.
She felt that everything was going well expect for one thing; the tension between them. When ever she joined Teddy when alone she felt as if the air was thicker, as if it was harder to breath; she felt as if the temperature went up and she was very aware of every movement that either of them made. This would last until one of them would try and crack a joke, or bring someone else in to the room with them. Victorie was sure this was all in her head; maybe hanging out with Teddy all the time was not helping her 'little' crush on him.
It was on her last day of helping Teddy move in to his apartment that she treasured so much, she was never as thankful for her absent-mindedness as she was at that moment. She was in the kitchen and turned to walk in to the hallway with out looking where she was going or even registering the sound of footsteps approaching her. She ran in to Teddy with such force that she bounced of his well formed chest and was falling for a split second before Teddy reached out to steady her.
It was in that moment that Victorie felt she knew what perfection was. Her back was against the kitchen door frame, Teddy's large hands where holing her elbows and her own hands where gripping his shoulders. Victorie was too afraid to move, she didn't want him to let go and joke about her clumsiness while she willed her heart to stay in her own chest. She slowly raised her eyes to look at Teddy, his grip on her elbows had yet to be released.
His eyes were dark, being a metamorphmagus his eyes often changed colors; but normally between blue, green or sum unnatural eye color such as teal or fuchsia. But she had never seen his eyes so dark, they were black and they were staring right in to her own eyes. She had no idea what was going threw his mind, but she hoped to God it went along with what she felt for him. She closed her eyes trying to clear her head of this fog when she heard him say her name, it was the quietest of whispers, but the way in witch he said it caused shivers to trail up and down her spine. Her eyes fluttered open just in time to see Teddy lean forward. When his lips brushed against hers she felt herself go numb, she eagerly kissed him backing wanting to say, with out words, all that she felt and all that she hoped he felt as well.
Teddy pulled away and began apologizing, "I am so sorry Vi"
Victorie felt the loss of his hands, she looked up at him; he looked distraught.
"What are you sorry for?" Victorie asked him, hoping that he would not say it was all a mistake. That maybe the kiss was a delayed reaction to the shock of her running in to him?
"I never should have done that" Teddy said taking a step back from her and running a hand threw his hear.
"I'm sorry" Victorie said looking down at the floor. She just wished that he felt the same way and in that moment she convinced her self that he did.
"It's my fault, I am so sorry that I did that. I just--" Teddy avoided her eyes when she looked up at his last statement. He had given her hope; that maybe he did feel something. That one thought gave her courage.
"Teddy, I'm not sorry you did that. I have been wishing that you would kiss me for so long now" She took another step towards him trapping him between the hallway wall and herself. She didn't even have a moment to worry over her confession before his hands were on her face pulling her in to another kiss.
"Vicky-- Vicky are you in there?" One of Victorie's friends, Audrey, asked her pulling her from her memory and in to the present.
"We're gonna be at school in just a few minutes, are you ready for our last year?" Audrey asked.
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Teddy was still at the train station, the great red train had disappeared down the track at least ten minutes ago but Teddy was left in his thoughts. He couldn't believe that the past two years his feelings for Victorie were returned, and that he had pined away thinking he was alone all in vain.
Teddy checked his watch and ran his hand threw his magenta hair. He needed to hurry off to work, it was his second day as an Auror. It was exciting, but he had second thoughts about whether or not this was what he wanted to do for the rest of his life.
That night after yet another day of lectures from his Uncle Ron and Godfather Harry. He flopped down in his large living room chair and tried to read the information that he was given to study. But the only thing that would come to his mind was last night, when he and Victorie said goodbye before she had to leave for school.
Since he and Victorie had kept their relationship a secret they had no problem being alone together. Teddy groaned as he thought of James catching him with Victorie, there was no way James had kept his mouth shut and that was the end of his ability to see Victorie alone.
Last night after dinner Teddy picked up Victorie and they went back to his apartment to 'talk about her up coming NEWTS". They did do that for a few minutes but Victorie slowly moved from her side of the couch to sitting right beside him. He was getting distracted by her low cut top, her breathing and the way her fingers were slightly touching his arm.
She was beginning to give him a problem, he shifted ever so slightly to try and make his problem less noticeable, but his plan back fired on him. Victorie swiftly swung one leg over Teddy's lap, straddling him. He groaned when she ground her hips in to him, making his small problem a much larger one. Teddy firmly grabbed her hips trying to stop her, but he got distracted and one hand moved to her back as the other slowly moved up her sides to gently cup her breast.
Victorie moaned into her kiss as her tongue darted out of her mouth with even more fervor. He took her moan as permission and allowed his hand to drifted to the bottom of her top and slip under it and continue back up; skin against skin up to her lacy bra. "Please" Victorie moaned thrusting her hips forward to create delicious friction between the two of them.
Teddy's long fingers made quick work of her bra clasp, he pulled her top over her head and slid her bra straps down her arms. His few quick bursts of action used on taking off her top and bra were balanced by his motionless stare at his now topless, heavily panting girlfriend who was currently straddling his straining erection.
Victorie began to blush under his intense gaze, her hands untangled themselves from his hair, but before she could even lift her hands from his head to cover her self she was interrupted by Teddy.
"Perfection" he murmured as one of his hands reaching up to stroke her face as the other ran up and down her side. She whimpered grabbing his face and leaning in for a passionate kiss. His mind was going numb, he couldn't get enough of her. But as numb as his mind was it became crystal clear the moment he felt her hands brush against the opening to his jeans.
He quickly grabbed her hand and took a deep breath of air, trying to get the much needed oxygen to his brain. "Vi, I think this would be a good place to stop" He said looking up in to her sky blue eyes.
"But I thought--" He stopped her, tucking a strained of her very mused up hair behind her ear.
"Vi I would love to continue this, really I would. But I think when we have more time…" He said tracing the line of her face softly with the pads of his fingers. She smiled up at him, "your right I really should get home" she said covering his mouth with her own.
He looked around his living room realizing that reminiscing about last night had created an all to familiar problem, he was so sexually frustrated. He was on his way to the bathroom to realize his current situation when a note on the floor caught his eye.
"My Teddy, Good morning!! I hope you had a great night! I will miss you so much, Christmas break seams way to far away. I hope you think about me, and don't forget to write. Much love Vi"
He smiled, it was just like her to leave little reminders around the apartment for him to find. He went over to his desk and grabbed a piece of parchment.
"Vi, I cant even say how much I miss you, all I can think about is last night. How soft your skin was, how good you tasted. Hearing you moan like that drove me crazy, all I could think about was you moaning my name as I moved in and out of--" He stopped. There was no way he was going to be able to write to her in this situation. He couldn't keep his mind on 'nice' things.
"Vi, I miss you already. I just found your note, it figures that I would find it too late right? I love the thought that I might find something else of yours around the house. I realized that when you got dressed last night you forgot your bra, but even after searching the living room I could find it. I wonder where it is that you've hidden it. I cant wait to find it, knowing that it was on you, that my hands caressed your body, the weight of your breast in my hand was perfect--" He groaned. There was no writing clean tonight; he was just going to write it all down and burn it.
"Vi, I cant stop thinking about you. While Uncle Ron and Harry went on and on about safety precautions today all I could think about was your perfect body. The way you looked straddling my lap, how I wish I didn't stop you from taking off my pants. The way you moaned was perfection, I can just imagine you whispering my name from underneath me. It is all I can think about.
Your image has filled my head for years. A year ago it was just your face that I imagined in the dorm shower, your name I called out as I came against the wall. But now, now I have so much more to image. I know the way to feel in my hands. Where to touch to make you moan or sigh. I know how sweet you smell how you taste. Even knowing all that I can stop myself from imagining even more, I want to know what you will look like spread across my bed naked in the moonlight, how your body will feel beneath me. How it will feel to finally bury my length in to your sweetness. To feel your hot wetness surround me, to be able to own you in a way I hope that you will only allow me to do from this day on. I cant stop dreaming of you. I blame you for all of the work I have yet to do.
It is bad when I am with others, but even worse when I am alone in my apartment. I can see you in everything. Where you reed a book one sunny afternoon, where you spilled tea in my bedroom, where he were last night. But the worst is where you could be, I dream of you showing in my bathroom, with and with out me. I dream of you cooking in the kitchen. Of you sleeping in my bed…. I must stop now, even though you will never read this I cant even bring myself to write what I would do. I love you, more than I can even understand. your Teddy."
He quickly folded the note and tossed it over his shoulder. He headed towards the shower to take care of his problem. When he returned to his room he quickly wrote a note to Victorie telling her that he missed her, loved her and he reminded her to study. He took his new owl out of it's cage, it was a graduation present from Harry, he tried tying the letter to the owl's leg but it would not stand still. After scattering everything from his desk to the floor and pecking him no less than four times he finally got the letter on.
He began to clean up when he picked up the folded note he wrote about Victorie. He opened it to read it just one more time before he burned it.
"My Vi, I miss you! I cant wait till I get to see you again. But I--" He stopped reading. This was the clean letter he wrote after his shower…
"Bloody Hell-- Damn it!" He ran to the window, but there was no way to stop his owl. He quickly grabbed another piece of parchment,
"Please Vi, say that you didn't read that other letter, throw it away. I sent it by mistake. I don't know what to say. Please, for me, forget that letter; just burn it; please. I love you, Ted" He quickly apperated to his Godfathers.
"Harry, Harry" He called out the moment he entered the house.
"What Teddy?" Harry asked trying to shush him as he hurried from his bedroom.
"I need to borrow your owl, I have an urgent letter to send" Teddy said.
"Sure-sure" Harry wondered what could be so urgent that Teddy showed up at his house to post a letter at almost 3 in the morning.
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