He was always just that weird guy that came to family dinners on the holidays. I never really knew all that much about him, but I remember that he had weird hair. Always a different color, mum said he was a Metamorphmagus. When I was younger of course I didn't understand, but now I know that all it means is that he can change his appearance at will.
Mum also said that his parents had been killed by Death Eaters at the Battle of Hogwarts. She told me all about an evil wizard called Voldemort and how he had tried and actually succeeded in killing my Uncle Harry. Of course he had come back to life and defeated Voldemort.
According to my mother a whole big war had been fought in order to defeat this Voldemort fellow. Two wars actually. Both her and my father had fought in the second one to make the world a better place for me and my siblings. Teddy's parents were trying to do the same, but because of unfortunate circumstances they could not see their boy grow up in the better world that they had helped to create. It was rather tragic actually.
I always sort of felt sorry for Teddy. He lived with his grandmother, she was nice and all, but I get the feeling that he missed out on a lot. It didn't help that he was shy. I'm sure I would be shy too if my parents were killed by the darkest wizard ever to roam the earth. I also get the feeling that he was depressed, this came around when we were older of course. He always dresses in dark clothes and he keeps his hair at a deep purple.
Now being sixteen I am curious about this mystery boy that I grew up with. I might just have the perfect opportunity to find out just who he is. This summer he is staying at the Burrow with my grandparents because his own grandmother has fallen ill and has been checked into St. Mungo's. I also happen to be staying with my grandparents because my parents have decided to take a trip around the world just the two of them. This also means that Dominique and Louis will be there, but that's just a minor setback. It's not like they will really get in the anything because there is nothing to get in the way of. I've already decided against a summer romance, because they are overrated and my last one did not end well. Not that anything would ever happen between Teddy and I anyways.
Upon arriving at the Burrow I already got the feeling that I was not wanted there. Not by my grandparents of course, they were overjoyed that we would be staying with them the whole summer, but by the sulky boy in the corner. Teddy was already there and sitting at the very end of the table in the kitchen. He didn't say hello when we came in and he barely even looked at us.
"Victoire and Dominique, I hope you don't mind sharing Fred and George's old room. Louis you will be in Percy's old room," said Gran.
"Where is he staying?" asked Louis, obviously concerned that he too might have to share a room.
"Ron's room. Teddy will you be a doll and help the girls with their bags?"
He got up without a word and grabbed one of my bags and one of my sister's. Then, silently again, he lead the way up the stairs. Gran and Louis stopped at what was my Uncle Percy's bedroom and we kept going. Still being completely silent Teddy opened what was to be our bedroom's door. He put the bags down on the bottom bunk.
When he turned around Dom and I were blocking the door so he just stood awkwardly. Him and I made brief eye contact, when I looked away quickly I could still feel his eyes on me. Being part Veela I was used to this. Boys often stared at my shiny blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, generally the next thing they do is come on to me. I have excellent defense mechanisms against this after years of practice so I brace myself with one.
I didn't need it however because when I looked back at him he was looking at the floor. I couldn't read his face because there was no emotion there.
"Thank you, Teddy."
"Your welcome," he said and then pushed past me and out the door.
"Well that was weird. What is his problem?"
"I don't know, Dom. Do you want the top bunk?"
"Yeah. Are you ok?"
I was still thinking about what had just happened and how weird it was. Was he looking at me to admire how I look or some other reason?
