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Musical Inspiration for Chap.: Almost Alice Soundtrack :D


A beautiful blush blossomed upon Rose Weasley's face as she snuck a glance at her closest friend as he aided her with her Transfiguration summer work. "So all you really have to do is simply invision the object you want to conjure, for example, I wouldn't mind a muffin Grandma Weasley made for dessert." He grinned rougishly at the almost-fifth year and swished his wand as the book instructed and said in his crystal clear voice, "Inanimatus conjurus." The curley haired teen snickered slightly as a yell was heard from the kitchen, one that sounded suspiciously like it was ment for her 'teacher' as a small pastry appeared.

"I think she noticed." Rose pointed out matter-of-factly, her voice and face a mirror of seriousness. Seriousness which develed in laughter as he uncaringly shrugged his shoulders and took a large bite of the icing covered treat.

"Probably. Want a bite?" His crystal blue eyes shown down at her, twinkling in amusement. The sweet treat was held out to her level and Rose simply leaned foward and took a small nibble, never one for eating too much sugary foods. Unless they're offered by him, then she'd swallow all of Molly Weasleys holiday sweets. Just for him. "Now you try Rosie." He sent her a smile that sent thrills down to her toes and she eagerly nodded at his request.

"Inanimatus conj-" She began to recite the incantation until he stopped her.

"What are you conjuring? Just so I'm sure your not pulling it off the top of your head." She didn't mind him interupting her so easily, anyone else would have gotten a stern glare for messing her up as she made to cast a spell.

"Um," She noticed that his muffin was gone. "Another muffin perhaps?" At his smile, she cemented that idea and went back to her spell. Focusing her mind on the delectable confection he had enjoyed so much, she swished her wand, perfectly mimicking his movements, and spoke the incantation. Within seconds another baked good appeared. "For you." She handed him the sweet, hoping he didn't notice her shaking hand or her obvious flush.

"Thanks Ros-." The two partners in crime, as they had started to think of themselves so many years ago, froze as a flurry of footfalls was heard heading towards the back steps where they had been happily perched. "Crap. Meet you under the old oak?" His and her eyes held mirh, they had expected this and prepared for such occurance. She nodded, brown curls bobbing as her book disapeared with a wands flick. He quickly shoved the muffin into his mouth and with a wide smirk, only slightly marred by the food so haphazardly shoved whole into his mouth, they ran.

"Haha- we did it- ha." He spoke between good natured laughter as she smiled down from her tree top position, both under their oak.

"Duh." Her one word reply was lightened by the fact that her eyes were glinting mischeiviously at him. "Catch me." She gave him no chance to reply before she jumped from seven or so feet from the ground, and straight into his toned arms.

"Caught ya!" He spun her around as she let out peals of melodic laughter, at the current moment, he couldn't imagine a better sound to be surrounded by. "Now what to do with little Rosie Weasley. Hmmm..." He mimed being lost in thought, the same glint in his eyes as had been in her own ocean colored eyes. "The pond?"

Her body froze at his words. "Nooo! Put me down right this moment!" She lightly struggled against his hold, giggling slightly. "I don't feel like getting my clothes soaked, you know how Grandmum Weasley doesn't like me traipsing into the house dripping!" Obviously, it wasn't the first time she'd wound up in the pond outside the Burrow.

"Hmmm... Heres the pond Rose... What to do, throw you in or to not?"

"How about no?" That wicked glint sparked up with new fury as he casually made the movements to place her on the ground before slinging her into the awaiting and once still water. Her screams could be heard until she went under. The water rippled and then stilled once more.

"I'm not coming in after you Rosie." For several minutes there was no sign of her and he'd started to worry. "Crap!" With that, he too dived in, worried for the fifteen year old he spent so much time with.

"Fooled ya!" She burst from the water soaking wet and red faced, her two pale hands quickly splashed him as he burst into laughter.

"Your gonna get it!" He grabbed her and pulled her back under with him, both laughing mercilesly. Once they resurfaced, an all out water war began, complete with magiced jets of water following each person and the occasional turtle paddeling away from the battle. Once the fight ended, he got out of the water, clothes sloshing noisily together, and proceeded to help her in a gentlemanly fashion. He couldn't help but notice how her thin tanktop had turned transparent and gave him a great view of her well formed, braless, bosom or how her khaki shorts clung even tighter to her firm bum. He felt something stir unbidden in his stomach as she stretched her arms out to the air and offered him an innocent smile. He returned the gesture, face flushing a pale red which he quickly dispersed. A moment passed between then as she smiled so softly at him and he gazed with a foolhardy grin at her. The moment was broken as a frog bound onto her foot causing them both to laugh.

"That was fun!" Rose announced, laying down on a shaded place under the oak, her wand tucked behind her damp locks. "Com'on. Lay down, I won't bite." She joked, petal pink lips twisting upward into a smile as she patted the spot beside her. He nodded absentmindedly and lay, trying to ignore how her chest was lifting so softly with each breath she took. She turned and faced him, their faces only inches apart. "So, any plans for the summer?"

He latched onto that topic as to avoid the urge to lean forward and press his lips upon hers. "Um, yeah actually. I was going to apprentice with the Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts, Professor Annalye hopes to retire soon." Roses face light up at that and he relished the fact that he'd caused the glow.

"I'm so happy for you!" And she truely was. The fact that it ment she wouldn't have to go a day without seeing his smile, hearing his voice, feeling his presence, was just an added bonus. "I'll get to see you all the time now, the owls won't be so heavily worked this year." Rose joked, alluding to the fact that last year they had kept an owled conversation going daily, thus keeping the poor creatures working.

"Yeah, plus, next year hopefully I'll be teaching since I've already finished schooling for it." His voice expressed his extreme pleasure at the thought of teaching at his old school.

"ROSE WEASLEY! TEDDY LUPIN! DINNER!" Molly Weasley's sonarified voice rang out through the expansive yard, making both people jump.

"Heh. Time to go I guess." Rose said, having bound up at hearing someones voice other then hers and her crushes.

"Guess so." Teddy smiled easily at her as his hair quickly shifted into a startling shade of blue. "Better dry us off first though." And with that, he flicked his wand and both found themselves in dry clothing. "Now lets go Rosie m'dear!" He held out one arm for her to hook hers into.

"Why thank you Master Teddy!" She smiled so easily at him despite her stomachs flips and flops, never noticing that his was mimicking hers. Her thin arm sliped into his and they both walked to the house in the Burrow, a peaceful smile descended upon them.


A.N/ I totally made up the transfig profs name :D lol. And muffins are the British word for cupcakes(or so Ive heard on the show Cupcake Wars). So yea. lol

In a fic I was reading someone mentioned that we needed more Teddy/Rose fics. Well, I couldn't agree more!

Review please ^.^ This is my first New Gen. fic and I'd love to hear how I can improve with the characters.

~Blue