~Introduction~
Green. They were always green. Why couldn't I make them any other color? Every time that man flashes in my head, my eyes glow emerald. It wasn't my fault that my metamorphagus traits couldn't be controlled around the man who I loved. I suppose I shouldn't love him, considering he was my godfather. Harry was just so delectable! Everything, from the way he said "hello" to the way he held his salad fork. I wish I could have been the fork between those two lips. But alas, I was doomed to heteroism.
Victoire Weasley. It must have been the 1/8 veela in her, because she was beautiful by all means, but nowadays she seemed a bore. Sure our relationship had been mildly intimate, but nothing more than first base. I did, after all, need to be careful. Though it was small, the age difference between us was still there. She was 17 and I was 20. Not exactly smiled upon, y'know? Last thing I needed was her grandmother, Molly, after my arse. That woman could be scary. You should hear the stories from the Battle of Hogwarts.
Anyway, Harry is the world to me. The only thing between him and me is Ginny. I love her to death, but she's kind of like Terry from Glee, and I'm Emma. So…get me a Carl Howell so I can forget about Harry. Actually don't, I could never forget about Harry. I just wanted him so bad.
Teddy Lupin has been living with his godfather, Harry Potter, for as long as he can remember. He began developing a Homosexual Oedipus complex on his godparent at the age of 12. Intoxicated by the forbidden fruit that is Harry Potter, Teddy plots his love story one chapter at a time in Oedipus is for Homos.