Not bigender myself, so please tell me if I got something wrong.

Guide for this chapter: If something is underlined it is supposed to be strikethrough.

I see the soul that is inside (HP)

Teddy truly did not understand what his grandmother's problem was.

Teddy knew she did not like it when he looked like his father (she always told him to 'stop imitating that scoundrel that got her daughter killed' when he did so. He never told her that apart from his nose, the shape of his eyes and cheekbones, his real looks were just like his father's), so why did she have a problem with Teddy looking exactly like her mother?

But here she was, pinching her nose and looking down on Teddy. It always made her him feel like she thought she was better.

"Theodore, you are a boy, so stop pretending otherwise!"

"But Grandma, I am a girl too!"

Teddy saw no problem with it, really. He was a me-ta-morph-o-gus (the four-year-old had spent all of his last visit at Harry's saying the word until he could say it right), so he could look like she he wanted.

"Nonsense. Now, stop fooling around and finish packing for your visit at your godfathers."

Teddy changed so he was male again and slowly climbed the stairs, looking down the entire time.

Half an hour later they arrived at Harry's.

Teddy's godfather noticed that something made Teddy sad, but he before doing anything about it, the two of them first said goodbye to Grandma.

"Teddy, would you like a hot cocoa?" Harry asked.

Teddy nodded. He loved chocolate. Just like his Dad, if you trusted Harry. And Teddy did.

While Harry prepared their mugs, Teddy simply sat on a chair, barely moving.

"You know, since you normally run around as soon as your grandmother has left, I thought you might appreciate me hiding your present, but I guess I was wrong."

Teddy perked up.

"Present?"

"Yeah, you wanna go looking for it or would you prefer if I summon it?"

Difficult question, that was. Go looking for it like she he was an explorer or see Harry perform magic, maybe even wandless…

"I'll go looking for it!"

And so he did.

He soon found it, too.

It was a huge (for Teddy at least) stuffed wolf. Teddy already had one (his name was Moony. Teddy also owned a dog, Paddy, and a stag, Prongy).

It was still super cool!

Now happy, Teddy went back to the kitchen where Harry was just placing two mugs with this weird thingy, that was always there when something was hot, coming out of them.

"Thank you Harry!" Teddy remembered the manners that were really important, if Grandma was right, before drinking from his mug. It has stars and a full moon on it.

"You're welcome, Teddy," Harry ruffled Teddy's hair, "Did you already spot the difference between this one and Moony?"

Teddy shook his head slightly.

"Well in that case I'll give you a hint right now. See the belly of the wolf?"

Teddy moved his mug on the table and turned the wolf around, so the legs were up.

Looking closely, Teddy soon spotted what Harry was speaking of.

"There's a zip!"

"Thats right! How about you open it?" Harry proposed, smiling.

Teddy did so and started to laugh.

"A Mommy wolf!"

There were five little baby wolves inside!

"Yeah, so you cannot give it a boy name. It's a girl after all," Harry smiled.

Teddy stopped laughing. She he looked at her his godfather.

"But what if… the wolf is... like me?"

Harry seemed puzzled.

"Like you? A metamorph, you mean?"

"Yes… No… Maybe…"

Teddy did not know if she he should mention it. What if Harry reacted like Grandma?

"Teddy?" Harry prompted.

Then again, Harry always said that he would love Teddy no matter what.

"I mean, I feel like I am a boy and a girl. I'm both, I think. What if the Mommy wolf is like me?"

Harry stopped drinking and set the mug down.

"You feel like both?"

Teddy cuddled the Mommy wolf, held it close to her- himself and made himself look littler.

Teddy nodded and felt her his eyes slowly getting wet.

Harry knelt down in front of Teddy and held his hand to Teddy's cheek.

"Hey, hey, no, shh. It's okay. It is completely okay for you to feel both male and female."

Teddy looked up.

"Really? Grandma didn't like it when I was a girl. And I didn't even look like Dad!"

Harry blinked a few times.

"Wait, what do you mean you didn't even look like Remus, er, your Dad?"

"Grandma doesn't like it when I look like Dad. She says I should 'stop imitating that scoundrel that got her daughter killed'."

Harry looked angry for a second, but then he did not.

"That is not nice of your Grandmother… I will be having a few words with her. But before we do that, do you feel more like a boy or a girl right now?"

"Girl", Teddy mumbled.

"If that is the case, feel free to turn your body female."

Teddy smiled and did so. She let her now raven hair grow out until it was halfway over her back. She turned her into a perfect copy of her mother's, which she knew from pictures, just with her father's nose.

"You look very beautiful, Teddy. Do you want a different name for when you're a girl?"

Teddy thought about it for few seconds. Then she nodded.

"But only when we are on a trip or you have guests!"

"Okay, do you have an idea? For the Mommy wolf and her babies, too."

Well, Teddy's boy name was his grandpa's and his Dad's, wasn't it? So wouldn't it make sense if her girl name was her grandmother's and Mom's? But not after Grandma.

"What was Dad's Mom's name?"

Harry stopped to drink his cocoa.

"Let me think for a second… Hope, I think."

No, she didn't like that. Hope was a nice name, but it wasn't her. But wasn't Aunt Minny kind of like her grandmother?

"Minny Nymph-a-do-ra," she pronounced carefully.

"Minny being short for Minerva?"

Teddy nodded.

"Good name! And the wolves?"

"The Mommy wolf can be Hope. The cups…"

"Hope's husband, your Granddad, was Lyall," Harry interrupted.

"Yeah. Lyall… Nymphie… Steve… Rubeus… and Fred," the four-year-old held one by one to her face while naming them.

Harry smiled.

"These too are perfect names for them! Do you think any of them are like you?"

"Steve is. But he only has one name."

"That's cool. Now do you want to go to the town and buy a few dresses? Or -"

"Yes!" Teddy cheered.

"Then put on your jacket, please."

"Oh, hello Mr. Potter. Who is this lovely Lady?" Harry's neighbor, an elderly woman named Mrs. Williams, asked.

"This is my goddaughter, Minny. She is visiting for the first time today. From now on both she and Teddy will have their own, separate weekends."

"Thats nice. Goodbye, Mr. Potter. Goodbye, Minny!"

Teddy - or Minny - was once again thankful for the spell on her jacket which prevented muggles from seeing her shift.

Because right now she was simply too happy to stick to normal colours.

When they returned, Teddy was now the proud owner of three dresses, eight skirts, two new shirts, a nightgown and two new pairs of shoes.

She was happy and spent the rest of her time until dinner just telling Paddy, Prongy and her wolf family (Moony was the Dad) of her day and playing with them.

It was fun.

Soon, it was time for bed and Teddy proudly slept in her new nightgown for the first time in her life.