Fourth part is conversation between Harry, a muggle lady and security. Italics is Harry, bold is the woman and underlined is security.
'Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions' - Dalai Lama
"I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my Squishy." -Dory
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That one was no good.
It looked good. Better than good, it looked amazing.
The red was so beautiful and it was so luscious and plush and amazing but...
The horns. What it the horns hurt Teddy?
So he skipped over that one.
The next one would be so funny if he got it; it changed colors!
He held it, thinking of little Teddy's hair.
But then, it happened fast, he squeezed it and the colors flashed.
He put it back on the shelf. It could give Teddy a headache.
This was over whelming. Why did Harry agree to go shopping for a muggle toy?
"Harry?" Andromeda called.
"Hmm?" Harry looked up from the children's book he was reading; he had taken to reading Teddy's in his free time.
"I think Teddy should have a muggle toy."
"Mhm," Harry agreed, not really paying attention.
"Can you go out and get him one while I stay and watch him?"
"Sure."
"Great, see you later."
"What?"
But Andromeda was already leaving and just called back, "Muggle toy for Teddy. Make it be a perfect one."
He would take those words to heart.
Harry had been searching for hours.
Muggles were impossible.
That one was too hard, that one was too flimsy.
No toy was perfect!
Deep breath, deep breath.
Harry looked down at the floor, closed his eyes and just breathed.
After a while and many strange looks that Harry didn't see, he opened his eyes and looked up.
And there it was, after hours in the store, the it was, the perfect toy.
It was beautiful.
It was colored turquoise like Teddy's hair most of the time and it wasn't standing upright but it wasn't flopping down.
And when Harry moved closer and felt it, it didn't do anything and it felt perfect.
He held it up in the air and spun it.
And then he dropped it and a little kid came and filched it.
Harry screamed.
Hello?
Me?
Yes you there.
What do you want?
Yes, I'd like to speak with you.
I'm sorry, I need to go.
Well, I need that toy.
Well it's my son's.
Your son stole it from me!
But it's ours now.
But I need it!
Why, you hoard children's toys in your free time?
No! It's not for me! It's for my godson.
Aw, how sweet. Now budge over.
I found it first.
But my son got it. Finders keepers, losers weepers.
But he took it when I dropped it.
So? As I said, finders keepers, losers weepers.
Just give it to me!
Security!
No don't call security!
What is the problem?
Her son stole that from me!
Hand it over to him.
Thank you.
Fine.
Ha, I have it. Now good day.
Harry apparated back home holding the perfect toy.
He took a deep breath and walked inside.
Teddy toddled towards him.
"Teddy, come here," Harry said and offered his hand to led him toward the couch. He took a deep breath and began.
"Teddy, this is a special day. I present you with... this." Harry pulled out the muggle toy from behind his back.
"Now this," he continued. "this is so, so, so, important. You know why?" Teddy blinked in response, which Harry took as a no. "This toy here isn't like your other toys. It doesn't fly or change its shape. This toy is a muggle toy. And this is so very important because this is your first bridge to the muggle world."
"Muggle wold?" Teddy asked, his big eyes staring up at Harry.
"Yes. Your first bridge to it," Harry responed.
"Bwidge!" Teddy exclaimed. Harry laughed.
"Yes. To the muggle world. Your first one. Your first 'bwidge'. And I'm giving this to you because I want you to include muggles in your life. Back when I was young, there was a man who hated muggles so much, he resorted to killing. But you'll learn more about him when you grow older. I, of course, don't want you to grow up like this man, not at all. So I give you this to remind you that muggles are important." Harry pointed to the toy and put it in Teddy's lap. "So you won't ever be like him. Ever."
Teddy inspected it and held it for a while before saying,
"Tank you, Uncle Hawy." And Teddy gave Harry a big hug.
Harry smiled.
"You're welcome, Teddy."
In the next room, Andromeda smiled as well.
It was a day of joy for them all.
Twenty years later, Teddy looked at his three year old son and remembered a turquoise toy in a trunk in his attic.
With a deep breath, he walked upstairs and opened the trunk with a flick of his wand.
Lying in the bottom was a worn, used, faded, turquoise toy.
He sighed happily and lifted it out of the trunk.
It was time for it to be passed on.
"...I want you to grow up to become a very good person and to make all the right choices in life. Throughout you entire life. My godfather gave this to me as a reminder to be good and to not grow up to be evil. And to always include muggles. And he told me this; 'it's your very first bridge to the muggle world.' I now give this toy to you. It's now your first bridge. Use it well."
A/N: For the QL, round 4, Chudley Cannons, chaser three, emotion happiness without using happy or happiness. Used prompts 4, 9 and 10.
For Xanda ( .Xanda) for giving me this idea!
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Amy