Thanks for the reviews! I'm skipping ahead a little, because there won't be much time for Teddy/Victoire fluff during Remus/Tonks moments. Here's the second chapter!
It was now summertime. I was going into my seventh year this autumn. The rest of sixth year was mainly uneventful, though I had a good time in Hogsmeade with Victoire and some of our friends.
Most of the time, I relaxed at home. But at least four times a week, I went to Lily Luna's or Victoire's house for dinner. It was a Sunday today, and Grandma didn't allow me to go anywhere for dinner on Sundays.
"Teddy! Dinner's ready!" Grandma yelled from downstairs.
"Wait a moment! I just need to finishing emailing Victoire!" I called back. After I finished typing a response, I rushed down the stairs and sat in my seat. Grandma sat across from me, as usual.
While eating my chicken and rice, she looked up at me and smiled. I raised my eyebrow questioningly. She just stifled a laugh and continued eating. My phone vibrated against my leg, as it was in my pocket. I looked at her with pleading eyes. She nodded.
I read Victoire's text. It said that she had something she had to show me, and that she would be here almost immediately. I grinned and put my phone back in my pocket.
"What happened?" Grandma asked.
"Victoire has something to show me, and she's coming." I started squirming in my seat excitedly. She eyed me, and I stopped. "What?"
"Whenever Victoire is involved in something, you always get excited. And you look at her as if-" she stopped and realization came over me like a wave.
"No, Grandma! I don't like Victoire in that way!" I said. Though not even I could deny she was beautiful. She was part Veela anyway.
"Whatever you say," Grandma smiled mischievously, and then retired upstairs. Of course, leave me to put away the dishes. I groaned, but I quickly straightened up when I remembered Victoire was coming. Any second now, I thought. I watched the door intently, watching for any sign that it was going to open and reveal Victoire. After two minutes, I went to the bathroom to look in the mirror. Somehow, my hair had turned orange. I changed it back to its usual golden brown. I started playing with different noses, laughing at myself when I changed it to a pig snout. Then I saw Victoire's reflection in the mirror. She was standing behind me, laughing.
"Ha ha!" I said sarcastically. I changed my nose back.
"Sorry, it was funny. Now come on, this is exciting!" she said, grabbing my hand and pulling me back to the kitchen. We blushed profusely when Grandma walked into the kitchen and I was still holding Victoire's hand.
Grandma smiled at us knowingly before putting the dishes in the dishwasher.
"Grandma!" we both whined. We knew that she thought we liked each other.
"You two sound like little kids," she cackled warmly. We both blushed again.
"Let's go upstairs," I said, steering Victoire by her shoulders over to the staircase.
"I can't believe she thinks we like each other," she said as soon as she sat down on my bed.
"I know right," I said, sitting at my desk chair. "So what's this awesome thing you must show me?"
"Oh, right!" she said, pulling something out of her pocket. "I found this in Harry's attic." Then she unwrapped the object. It was a Time Turner.
"Sweet," I said, in amazement. I've always wanted to use a Time Turner ever since Hermione told us that she used a Time Turner in her third year to take more classes.
"But do you know what I wanna do with it?" Victoire asked, grinning stupidly at me.
"What?" I took the Time Turner and I examined it in my palm.
"Well, you know how Harry and Ginny were telling us about your parents?" she asked.
"Yeah," I said, confused. "What do my parents have to do with anything about a Time Turner?"
"Well, I know you've always wanted to know them better, so what if we go back in time to see your parents?" she asked hopefully. I couldn't avoid her doe-eyed gaze. "Please, Teddy?"
"Fine," I said, and we both smiled at each other for a minute.
"Great, so when do ya wanna go?" she said, jumping off the bed and taking the Time Turner from my hand.
"I don't know. I should at least tell Grandma we're going," I said. "I'll be right back."
I ran downstairs, desperately hoping that she would say yes. This was the chance of a lifetime, and I couldn't possibly pass this up. For anything.
"Grandma, can Victoire and I use Harry's Time Turner to go back in time to see my parents?" I asked quickly. But I knew she got what I said.
"Did you ask to use Harry's Time Turner?" she asked sternly.
"Well, no. Victoire found it in the attic. But please?" I pleaded.
"How long?" she said, sighing.
"I don't know. Victoire kinda wants to see them fall in love, and if that took a year or two then, it'll only take, probably, something like one or two hours. Hopefully," I added.
"Fine. I can't believe I'm agreeing with this, but, I am," she said. "Just be careful, alright. Actually, because it's so far back in time, you'll be invisible there. You could literally walk in your father's face and he wouldn't see you."
"Nice," I said, nodding my head. Grandma hugged me quickly before I ran to my room to meet with Victoire. "It's a go," I confirmed to her.
"Yes!" she said, jumping up and down. She stopped after a minute when I raised my eyebrow. "Sorry. Let's go."
She put the Time Turner around both our necks. I closed my eyes in anticipation, letting her do the adjustments. I didn't dare open my eyes until I got there.
"Teddy, look!" Victoire whispered. I opened my eyes and saw that we were at 12 Grimmauld Place. Then Hestia Jones, a pretty witch with raven black hair walked right in between us. "She didn't even see us!" Victoire said in amazement.
"Ya, Grandma said that would happen. We're invisible to them. They can't see or hear us," I told her excitedly.
"Awesome, this is the perfect way to spy on your parents!" she said, resting her hands on my shoulders and bouncing up and down.
"C'mon, let's find them!" I said, walking into the next room. She followed me.
"Look, there's Remus!" Victoire shouted. I looked and saw the same man, with shabby clothes, golden brown hair flecked with gray, blue eyes, thin pointed nose and scars on his face. He looked exactly the same. I sniffed just to avoid crying, though Victoire didn't mind. She patted my shoulder and looked at my father in wonder.
"Mum!" I breathed, watching her walk through the door. Victoire followed my gaze and squealed.
"Oh my gosh Teddy, we're gonna see the first time they met!" she said happily.
And, as I watched my Mum and Dad walk towards each other, I knew that I would never regret traveling back to their time.
So, what'd ya think? Please review! And I finally learned how to put the line to separate different parts of the story, so yay!
