The next morning woke Teddy early, because Victoire had pulled his blankets of him.
"Come on, it's time for operation Weasley-jumper."
Teddy yawned and slowly sat up straight. Victoire was already dressed and was waiting impatiently for Teddy to get up as well.
"What time is it?" Teddy asked, stifling another yawn.
"8 o'clock."
"What the…"
"Better don't let Harry or Ginny catch you finishing that sentence." James stood in the doorway with a grin on his face. He was still wearing his pyjamas and by the look of his hair, just out of bed.
Teddy threw a pillow at his head instead of a response. James caught it easily. He already had good reflexes. He would be without doubt a brilliant Quidditch player.
"Well, seeing as I'm no longer wished here, I'm going downstairs to have breakfast." He said, while throwing the pillow at Victoire. She apparently had no Quidditch skills at all, because it hit her right in the face.
James went downstairs and Teddy, who finally got out of bed, meant to follow, but Victoire didn't move.
"Ted? Can you knit a jumper?" She asked.
"No, I can't." Teddy answered. "Can you?"
"No." Victoire said. "So, seeing that neither of us can knit a jumper, what are we going to do now? You don't happen to know a spell for knitting a jumper, do you?
"No I don't and we've got a problem unless your mum or Ginny can do it. Do you know if your mum can knit?"
"I think my mum can knit, because she always made socks for us when she was pregnant."
"Ok, so she's our only hope. We'll go to your place after breakfast and ask her. After that we'll go to Diagon Alley to buy wool." Teddy said.
"Alright, so now let's have breakfast."
Together they walked down the stairs and towards the kitchen. They agreed not to tell Ginny or Harry what they were planning. It had to be a surprise for everyone.
They went to sit at the table and said good morning to Harry, who was reading the Daily Prophet. Ginny was busy making breakfast.
"What are you going to do today?" Harry asked, after he put his paper aside.
"We are going to Shell Cottage and after that we want to go to Diagon Alley to do some Christmas shopping." Teddy answered.
Harry looked uncertainly at Ginny, who gave him a short nod, before answering:" You're allowed to go, but only if Fleur agrees as well and someone is going with you. Perhaps she wants to go herself or Molly or Ginny, but I won't let you go there unwatched.
"We'll ask mom when we get there," Victoire answered.
After breakfast they grabbed their cloaks, gloves and scarves and went to the living room. There they used the floo network. After a lot of spinning and turning, they fell face down on the rug in front of the fireplace at Shell Cottage.
Fleur looked up surprised.
"I didn't expect you back so early in the morning."
"Well, we want to go to Diagon Alley to do some Christmas shopping and we wanted to do that in the morning. Owh, and mum? Can you knit a jumper?" Victoire said, a hopeful look in her eyes when she said the last sentence.
"Yes, I can knit a jumper, but I can't see what that's got to do with you going to Diagon Alley. Alone." She put much emphasis on the last word.
"Aunt Fleur, let me explain."
So Teddy explained what their surprise was, why they needed someone who could knit a jumper and why they needed to go to Diagon Alley.
Fleur's mouth fell open during this explanation and when he was finished she had tears in her eyes. She stood and pulled them both into a hug.
"That's a really sweet idea and of course I'll go with you to Diagon Alley. Fleur said, sounding very emotional.
When she steadied herself, she woke Bill up and told him to take care of Dominique and Louis for a while. She summoned her cloak and gripped both Teddy's and Victoire's hand tightly, so she could apparate them to Diagon Alley.
Outside in Diagon Alley it was snowing. There were a lot of people who were doing there Christmas shopping. It was a beautiful sight, the snow falling and all the shops decorated with lights.
"Do you know where we can buy wool, mom? Victoire asked.
"Yes, I've been there once with Molly. It's the shop next to Flourish and Blotts.
Fleur walked towards the shop and Victoire and Teddy followed her. It was a ten minutes walk and Teddy had a lot to look at. The shops and streets were full of all kinds of people. They came from all over Europe to shop in Diagon Alley. It was a bit like the Quidditch World Cup Harry had once taken Teddy. So many people from different countries and speaking different languages.
When they finally entered the shop Teddy's mouth fell open. It was a small room with every inch of the walls covered with shelves. On the left side of the shop was a counter with a very old witch behind it. In the middle of the room stood an old table, on which various books about magical knitting lay. The wool on the shelves was sorted on colour and material. He had never seen so many different kinds of wool and so many colours in his life. It would be hard to choose the right one.
"What do you think?" Victoire asked him. She came to stand next to him and together they looked at all the shelves. His eye fell on a shelf at the back of the shop. He walked towards it, pulling Victoire along.
He stopped right in front of it and knew at once what colour he should take. By the look Victoire gave him, he knew she was thinking about the same colour. He took it from the shelf and walked towards the counter with it.
He and Victoire paid it together and the woman behind the counter put it into a bag. They walked out of the shop towards Fleur, who was sitting on a terrace near the shop.
They proudly showed Fleur the colour of the wool and Teddy said:
'It's yellow, but it looks almost like gold. Perfect, isn't it?'
A/N: Here it is, finally! Please review and let me now what you think. Only one chapter to go. Thanks to LilyWinsor and Anna for reviewing.