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Chapter–1–Beginning of this craziness

The war had changed people. It made a few bonds weaker and some others stronger. The Weasleys were closer than ever giving rise to new family traditions namely annual Wotter bash during the summer holiday, Christmas bash on 25th December every year and New Year Party. The first two being held in the burrow and the party being held in Potter Mansion. After the Wotter offspring were born, every kid was told a K+ rated version of the events that occurred in war and when they reached 17, they were given more detail version of the war.

Being the two eldest of the Wotter clan people assume that Teddy and I were stuck to hip since my birth but that is not the case. We only had civilised conversations when needed. That was the extent of our relationship. We were neither friends nor enemies nor did I have any opinion about him.

The first time we became friends was during annual Wotter bash. He had returned after his first year at Hogwarts and I was 10-year-old. I sat on the swing in the front yard of the burrow cross-legged reading The Secret Seven gifted by Aunt Hermione. A friend of his bumped into me and I fell down. Teddy helped me get on my feet and picked up my book and then he told me that Enid Blyton was his favourite author too.

That was the start of something beautiful. The innocent romance with no complications and tricks. The love in the colour of air, so pure and untouched. We had a lot of fun getting to know each other. We visited each other's houses. Nana Andromeda became one of my favourite people and my parents had accepted him as one of their own. We play Quidditch with his friends and our cousins and also talked a lot about everything and nothing. It was such a good feeling, those days. Life was simple and beautiful. It was almost like the fun inside me had come out and caused these unknown feelings.

The beginning also had a very quick ending. I decided to prank him by hiding behind trees until he caught me. But his friends were impatient and asked him to choose between them and me. I was a new addition to his life so he went with his friends.

This left me so disappointed. Heartbroken even. Something that could have been so beautiful was ripped off to shreds. Then I decided to never think about the time spent with him or speak to him again.