One year later-
Victoire sat in her small flat in San Francisco holding a small three month old baby. . She had run away to America straight after she had split up with Teddy because she had found out she was pregnant. Less than seven moths later she gave birth to the daughter she could hardly look at without being reminded of Teddy. She looked like him, a lot. Not only that but she was a metamorphagus. She liked to have her hair the same turquoise blue Teddy had when she was happy. She hated the way she was constantly reminded of him.
She sighed and looked around her kitchen. It was small and not very organised but it was okay for her. She sighed again as the thought that it was Christmas Eve floated into her mind. Christmas Eve. How she hated Christmas Eve. It was that very day that Teddy had proposed to her only to throw it back in her face only eight days later.
Evil bastard! How the hell could he do that to me? Leave his daughter to grow up without a father? Although Victoire didn't like to admit it to herself it was her fault for her child growing up without her father. He didn't know she existed. But then again that was his fault. She would rather forget what he did so didn't dwell on the thought for a moment longer.
She picked up the daily prophet and skimmed the front page. Nothing really of interest just some random twat called Gilderoy Lockheart got his memory back and is writing a new book, magical me is back and better than ever. She remembered hearing of a Lockheart once from her uncle Ron.
"He was a self absorbed twat who thought he was top man with that annoying smile. The only thing he could really do was cast a decent memory charm. Which is how he lost his memory in the first place, tried to attack Harry with my broken wand. Stupid idiot," Uncle Ron used to say.
She hadn't seen her family in almost a year and missed them terribly. She turned the page and almost spat out the water she was drinking. On the page was a large picture of her seventeen year old self staring back at her. Under it was a missing notice it read:
Missing
Victoire Weasley has been missing almost a year now if anyone has any information at all please contact us on 01478 256499.
There is a reward for anyone who gives us valuable information. Please we just want our daughter home safely.
Bill and Fleur Weasley
England
She hadn't realised how much her parents missed her, to send out a world wide ad in the newspaper showed that they really wanted her home. The only thing was that they had no clue as to what had gone on or why she had run away; all they knew was that they wanted her back. She assumed that Teddy would as well but she couldn't give a toss about him. As far as she was concerned he was non existent.
She looked down at the number again and decided that she had to tell them she was okay at least. For all they knew she was dead. No, she had to let them know that she was okay. She didn't have to mention her daughter or the fact of why she left, just that she was okay.
She walked slowly upstairs and put her daughter in her crib. As soon as her head hit the mattress she was instantly asleep. Her hair turned a light blonde like Victoire's; this was to show that she was happy and peaceful. It usually did this when she was asleep.
She crept out of the bedroom and shut the door quietly behind her. She went back downstairs as quietly as she could, skipping the creaky stair, and back into the kitchen. She grabbed the newspaper off the table and walked nervously back into the living room.
What would I say to them? How are they going to react? God they're going to kill me. Or even worse tell Teddy. Shit! No they can't tell him. He was the reason I left in the first place, shit why am I doing this?
She picked up the phone and started to dial the number. Ring ring… no answer, she was starting to get butterflies in her stomach now. Ring ring… leg bouncing like it always does when she was nervous. Ring ring…
"Hello?" said a female voice on the other end of the line.
Victoire couldn't speak for a while. She was frozen, what did she say?
Finally she managed to croak out, "Mum?"
A/N: ok second chapter up i know its long winded but its vital to the story. read and reviw please
