So, here's Victoire Weasley. I hope you enjoy this one. I don't really know how I feel about it, but... Tell me what you think.
Victoire Angelique Weasley
Born: May 2nd, 2000
Now: June 12th, 2014
What I've done is wrong. I know that, I really do. But I couldn't help it.
I fell in love with Teddy Lupin.
He is the only one I've ever really noticed. I mean, Liam Davies was a nice boy, and Oliver Drake was sweet, but Teddy?
I've known him my entire life. He knows everything about me. Like, how I braid my hair before I go to sleep, and that I resent being known as the first Weasley. That I hate having the world watching us, judging us. That my mum drives me crazy, and my dad's my favorite person in the world. That I love being a Ravenclaw, because it means there's more to me than my looks. He knew that no matter how much we fought, Dominique was the best friend I could ever ask for.
Once, when I was young, probably only six or so, I cut all of my hair so it was extremely short. My mother has always made me have it long, but I hate it. At the time, I wasn't really thinking, so one night, when she was asleep and my father wasn't home, I chopped it off myself. The next morning she was so upset, that I felt terrible. She was yelling in French, and Dom, who was around two, was giggling because I was in trouble.
I owled Teddy the minute I was safely in my room, telling him how mad and upset I was, especially with myself. He told me to just wait until the morning. I hadn't known what he was talking about, and went to bed that night absolutely miserable. When I woke up that morning, however, my hair was as long and beautiful as it had been before I cut it.
Before then, I hadn't really shown any significant signs of power. Certainly nothing like growing back my hair. At the Weasley family trip to the beach, two weeks later, my uncle Harry went on and on about how he did something similar when he was younger.
Teddy was the first to figure out that I would be a Ravenclaw. He was always there when I fell down, and there to help me. He was my best friend. And I fell hard.
No one ever sees me as anything more than a beauty. I look just like my mother, with long, silvery-blonde hair, light blue eyes, and pale skin. The only things I got from my father were my height and the very light freckles that cover my nose and cheeks. Everyone thinks I am delicate and snobby, but Teddy? He sees me as smart and kind, and thoughtful.
The only other one who saw me that way was the Sorting Hat. It told me I was intelligent, and that I would blow people's minds with my abilities. I was anxious to prove myself, and the Hat promised me I would do well in Ravenclaw.
The family was shocked when I owled home to tell them I was Ravenclaw. But Teddy? Teddy was rolling in galleons from winning the bet, and as proud as can be. He and my father were so proud that I broke free from the Weasley mold so quickly. And I think that's when I started to fall in love with him.
What will my family say? What will Teddy say? Wait, he's coming over here. Oh Merlin, I hope he can't tell.
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Well then. That was unexpected. Teddy kissed me. He said he likes me. He said he might love me. I'm ecstatic. I can't believe it, I can't believe that he feels the same way.
Teddy, the one who has always seen me as more than a pretty face.
This one is definitely not my best work, but what do you think? Review please, and let me know.
Lee XX