I am so sorry that it took this long! It's been over a month!

I'll try to update faster on future chapters, I just had a HUGE writers block and couldn't think of anything. Please read and review(you know how annoying it is when you work so hard on something and no one even looks at it)

Thanks for being so patient!Love Song


Chapter 2

Meet Teddy

Teddy didn't feel like eating after that. Why did girls have to poke their noses in everyone's business? What she asked reminded him of how he had no parents, and how most of his living family were evil, and how even most of his nonliving family were evil.

After dinner, Teddy decided to take the Muggle way home: walking. Dark circles formed under his normally bright eyes and his brown hair drooped down, growing silver and old looking. After a few blocks, he heard a voice.

"Teddy, wait up!" He stopped and Victoire was soon standing next to him. "What i-" I knew right away that she was asking about the family reunion thing that he had mentioned earlier

"Look," Teddy said. "I'm Teddy Lupin. My dad was a Were-Wolf. Do you know who Remus Lupin was married to?"

"I heard Uncle Harry saying something about someone named Nymphadora Tonks, but-"

"Do you know who the Tonks are related to?"

"The Lestranges and the Malfoys, right?" she replied. "But-"

"And do you know who they worked for?" Teddy's eyes flashed red.

Victoire gulped. "Voldemort, but-"

"What?" Teddy asked stubbornly.

"I wasn't going to ask you that," she said, making his cheeks grow hot with embarrassment.

"Uh. . ."

"What's Hogwarts like?"

Teddy's mood brightened a bit, turning his hair blue and spiky, while making his eyes bright green(those were his favorite colors). "It's the best place I've ever been to in my life!" he exclaimed. "There's Quidditch-I'm trying out for my house team this year-oh, and Defense Against the Dark Arts is really fun, too. . ." Teddy started telling Victoire everything about Hogwarts, when all the sudden, something occurred to him. ". . .and, why didn't you just ask one of your cousins instead of me?" Victoire's ears turned pink(that seemed to run in her family) and Teddy laughed. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to!"

At this Victoire's ears turned pinker and she ran back to the Potters house. 'Maybe I shouldn't have scared her off. . .' Teddy thought as she disappeared from sight.

Now feeling a lot better, Teddy morphed into a furry, silver wolf(as all Metemorphmagus could turn into animals)and ran all the way to his grandmother's house. Luckily, it wasn't to far of a run.

When he got to his grandmother's house, Teddy, still in wolf form, knocked on the front door with his nose. An old woman opened it up and smiled warmly.

"Pulling a trick on your old Granny, eh, Teddy?"

He morphed back into human form. "How'd you know it was me, Grandma?"

"Once your mother turned into a Were-Wolf and scared me half to death!" she said cheerfully after closing the door behind Teddy.

"But dad. . ."

Teddy's grandmother sighed. "Your father was a great man, Were-Wolf or not. That thing was, your father never wanted to be one, and even as a child he made sure to prevent others from getting hurt. That's why I could accept him has my son-in-law."

"Really?"

"Yes, and even after he married your mother, he tried his hardest to keep others safe: witches, wizads, and even Muggles!" Teddy's grandmother said. "While the Dark Lord was still alive, your father acted as a spy by living with the other Were-Wolves who supported the Dark Lord, risking his life."

"Thanks, Grandma," Teddy hugged his grandmother real tight.

When they broke free, Teddy's grandmother as the kind old woman she was, held out a platter of chocolate chip cookies. "And to make you feel better, I made you my extra special chocolate cookies. Your grandfather was quite the cook and used to make me this recipe." Teddy took a bite of one of his grandmother's delicious home-made cookies. It tasted much better than what she usually made.

He noticed a small tear trickle down her cheek. Even though it had been twelve years(the same amount of years that Teddy had been alive), Teddy knew that his grandmother still cried about their deaths. He had heard that his grandfather had been killed by a group of snatchers led by Fenrir Greyback, the Were-Wolf who had bitten his father, when the Ministry had been overrun by the Dark Lord's followers and turned against Muggle-borns and Blood-traitors(Pure-bloods who supported Muggle-borns), while his mother and father had been killed in the Battle of Hogwarts. Unfortunately, all three of them had died in the same year: 1998. Teddy didn't miss his parents(he had only known them when he was newborn baby), but he really wished he was a normal kid, one with living parents, not dead ones.

Still, he had his grandmother to look after him, but if it weren't for his Metemorphmagus ability, he'd probably be called a dweeb or something of that sort. If it weren't for being raised by his grandmother, then he'd probably be the most popular kid in school-his godfather being Harry Potter, his mother and father fighting in the Battle of Hogwarts, him being a Metemorphmagus. If the other kids only knew about that stuff, it'd make his life a whole lot easier to live through. The worst thing about being raised by your grandmother was that everyone felt sorry for you.

Teddy went up to his room. Before going to sleep, he looked at a picture that had been taken when he had been born. His parents looked so happy with baby Teddy. They were laughing, and waving at the camera. He put the picture down and lied down on his bed and closed his eyes. The truth was, he really did miss his parents, no matter how little he'd known them.