I groaned tiredly as I stumbled down the stairs to the dining table for breakfast even though it was a few hours early before Molly and Eiric would get up to make the family breakfast. That still got to me, I was now part of the Weasley family after only one month of knowing them. I slump down into a chair at the table and dropped my head onto the table's surface with a thunk.
"Tired are we, Johnny boy?" I heard one of the twins snigger. I lift my head off the table and glared at them.
"Sherlock and Eiric kept me up last night with their . . . adult fun." I shuddered with disgust at the mental image of my best friends that came with telling the twins. They burst out in soft giggles, so not to wake up the whole house hold. They sat down in the seats in front of me.
"Oh man, you should of heard her and Draco." George, I think, told me while Fred, maybe?, shuddered.
"Merlin, no one could look at them in eye the next day it was so bad. So, your lucky, mate. At least she sounds like she's having a blast unlike with Draco." I made a face and covered my ears with my hands.
"Jesus, Fred!" I all but shouted at him as they fell out of their chairs from laughter, "You two are insane." I looked up when Sherlock entered the room, he looked at me with an raised eyebrow and monition to the twins.
"What's wrong with them?" he asked as he took the chair beside me.
"They find my misery amusing." I muttered, glaring at the still laughing twins. Sherlock gave me a confused look.
"Your misery?" The twins were finally calming down as they tried to catch their breath.
"Yep." I popped the 'p' loudly, missing Sherlock's slow smirk.
"And what caused your misery, John?" I felt my face flush. George and Fred shared a mischievous smirk before turning to Sherlock.
"You and Eiric kept Johnny boy here up with your 'adult fun'." I groaned, covering my face with my hands while the three of them snickered. I glanced at Sherlock for a quick moment seeing dark bruises under his eyes.
"Did you get any sleep last night, Sherlock?" I asked him, concerned.
"Yes, actually we did." He glowered at me for a moment before letting out a frustrated sigh. "Eiric had a horrifying nightmare last night. I stayed up until she calmed herself back into sleep which wasn't until an hour ago." I turn my concerned look up at the ceiling where Eiric's and Sherlock's room was located.
"Is she alright? What was it about?" I questioned.
"I've no idea if she's alright or what the subject of her nightmare was about, John. It wouldn't do to ask her about it until she's ready to talk about it to someone." I snapped my head towards him in shock. The great bloody Sherlock Holmes wasn't going to badger his fiancée about something she knew and he didn't?
"What?" He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Nothing." I answered quickly. Sherlock gave me a pointed look. "I mean it make sense. After being through a war at such a young age it would leave scars, I still have nightmares of my time in Iraq." I glanced at him before looking back at the twins, who had sober looks now. "Sometimes, it's the same nightmare over and over again. The one were my team and I got hit by a IED." I stare out in front of me, in a slight daze not realizing that the three of them were watching me worriedly. "It was strange, not a normal IED. This one had flashing colours of lights. I was injured in the shoulder and what was left of my team were sent to the barracks to await for orders. I was in med bay, I was delusional. Apparently, kept saying that there were people waving sticks around. After that I found that the Army had me discharged, saying that I suffered from PTSD which I did but so were the others and some of them don't even have PTSD." I shrugged and sent them a small smile, "It's fine but its obvious that we saw something that we weren't suppose to see."
"What you saw was witches and wizards picking sides for the war, John." One of the twins said. I looked towards them.
"Picking sides?" they nodded.
"You were either on Eiric's side or Moldyshort's side, there was no in-between in some parts of the world." Fred said.
"Muggleborns, halfbloods, some purebloods and what the Magical world deemed as Light magical creatures were on Eiric's side. The purebloods who thought that muggleborns and halfbloods shouldn't have the rights to dirty our magic and should be wipe from the world were on Moldyshort's side." George told us.
"Voldemort basically wanted to commit a mass wide genocide of muggleborns and halfbloods. He was worse then Hitler and Eiric lost a lot at his hand. You know, Voldemort was a halfblood himself, it's why he choose to go after Eiric. She's a halfblood with a pureblood father and a muggleborn mother. She one of the most powerful witches of our time. But anyway, the war was horrible, Eiric, Ron, and Hermione were on the run looking for horcruxes. Eiric sent us a message to get all of the muggleborns and halfbloods out of the school which we did but not without a few losses. But Voldemort didn't stop at the magical population, he went after muggles too. The youngest age of the decease was probably four at the most, hell, maybe even younger we were never really sure. Eiric just really wanted their names so she could make a memorial for those who lost their life during the war and she did, it's in the center of Hogwarts courtyard." When Fred finished his story, we sat there for a morbid moment. I furrowed my brow.
"Genocide." I said softly, thinking back to Iraq. George's hand went to his ear for a fleeting moment before cracking a grin.
"Sounds like a fairy tale, huh?" He sighed.
"No, no it doesn't." I answered sternly.
"Lots of people were hurt. Especially the children." George continued. I peered at Sherlock from the corner of my eye, his face held a stoic facade as he took in the story.
"Eiric never told us all of this." He stated calmly.
"I never told you what?" we all snapped our heads towards the doorway of the kitchen. Eiric greeted us with a tired smile as she entered the kitchen. The twins and I glanced nervously at each other before looking back to Eiric.
"Nothing." We blurted out. She shot us a curious raised eyebrow.
"Well, that totally sounds like 'nothing'." she sassed, flicking her wrist. The stove came roaring to life, pots and pan flew around the room and land on top of the stove. Ingredients began to zoom out of the icebox and into varies pots, pans, and bowls. Plates and silverware were placed all around the table for each household member that was there for the time being. "Magic, it's amazing, isn't?" Eiric voice was soft but haunted. She suddenly turned to us all smiley and bright. "So, what was this 'nothing' you four were talking about?"
"About George's missing ear, Eiric." She pouted her lips, not convinced of Sherlocks story, but preceded to pull out a chair next to him.
"So, who's gonna start breakfast?" she asked.
"Aren't you?" George answered. Eiric blew a copper coil from her face,
"I started the stove, I can't do everything." We all looked up when something started to thump down the stairs. A bubblegum pink haired Teddy rounded the corner of the stairs and slowly shuffled towards us, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes with Moony clutched in his arms.
"Sweet Merlin, he look's ~" George whispered, his eyes wide.
"Like a mini Tonks." Fred finished, eyes just as wide. I looked at them, confused.
"Tonks?" I asked them. They hushed me and went back to staring at Teddy. I looked over to Sherlock and Eiric. They looked just as shock as the twins.
"Mummy?" That broke the spell that was held over them, Eiric shook her head and held her arms out to Teddy. He walked into them, snuggling into her while letting out a soft yawn. Eiric chuckled, running a hand through his pink hair.
"Yes, baby boy?" she asked him in a soft voice. He looked up at her with big, round honey brown eyes.
"Hungry." We all burst out laughing, earning a confused look from Teddy.
"All right and what would the birthday boy like to eat?" Eiric got up from the chair and went over to the stove, Teddy following behind her like a little duckling.
"Pancakes!" Teddy squealed in delight. Eiric chuckled, getting to work on making enough pancakes for everyone. She looked at a clock that didn't really tell the time but she somehow understood it.
"Why don't you go and take your uncles and go wake everyone up?" she asked Teddy. He nodded eagerly before racing over to Fred and George and tugged them out of their seats. They stormed up the stairs, sounding like a herd of Rhinos. They ran from door to door, banging on them while yelling and laughing then running back to the kitchen before anyone could get them. Sherlock, Eiric, and I just stared at them dumbfounded.
"Uh, that's not what I meant when I said to go and wake everyone up." The three of them burst into giggles as everyone storm down the stairs in a tizzy of angry mutters and tired grumbles. Everyone sat down and dug into the birthday breakfast with gusto.
"So Teddy, have you told John who your rooting for?" Ginny asked him, Teddy turned his head towards me with excited eyes.
"Bulgarian National! It's the team Krum's on!" He cheered.
"Who's Krum?" I asked giving my friends a confused look.
"Just an old friend. We were in the triwizard competition together." Eiric told me as she put more bacon onto her plate. I've noticed lately that she's been eating a bit more then she normal does.
"Is this match going to be anything like yesterday?" I thought back to yesterday quidditch game, it was a bit brutal if you ask me. Eiric gave me a mischievous smirk.
"Of course not, there'll be tears, blood, and broken noses." She let out a laugh at my groan but I smiled, I was excited for the game. My first real Quidditch game and I had my seven year old little buddy and his mother to thank for it.
TPSH
Quidditch Cup Arena
We had taken a portkey to the camping ground. Note to self, never take a portkey again. I had landed face first on the ground while groaning, trying to hold back the nausea I was feeling. A hand dropped onto my shoulder, I glanced up only to meet a smirking Sherlock.
"Need a moment alone with the ground there, John?" he asked, trying to keep his laughter under wraps. I glared at him, still laying on the ground.
"Actually yes, the ground and I have such great chemistry. So if you could leave, that'd be nice." I sassed earning a round of laughter from everyone. I held a hand out to Sherlock and he helped me up from the ground. I brushed myself off as we followed Eiric, Mione, and Ron to our camping ground spot.
"Apparently, we're in the VIP section this year for camping and the game." Ron told us.
"Why's that?" I asked him.
"The VIP camping section is heavily warded and guarded by security wizards." Mione explained to me. I gave her a confused look.
"That sounds like this sections is for the really rich and famous." I said.
"It is, which is why we're going there." Eiric glanced back to me, "The whole family is famous. The three of us because we stopped Voldemort and the rest of them because they belong to Dumbledore's Army." My eyes widen in shock as she turned around just in time to swing Teddy, who was in-between her and Mione.
"It's also for privacy, so that fans and reporters don't bother us." Ron shrugged. I stared at their backs in awe, wondering how they could stand all of the attention and lack of privacy at such a young age. A security wizard . . . I guess . . . met us at a the bottom of the hill, Arthur gave him the portkey and another security wizard showed us to our spots in the VIP section.
"I hope you enjoy your time here." The wizard said, then walked back to his post. I stared at the tiny tents then to witches and wizards surrounding me and then back at the tents. Everyone started to spilt up and going into different tents. The twins and their girlfriends go to the far left one, Bill, Fleur, and Victore in the one next to them, Percy and Penelope in the next one, Molly and Arthur in the middle tent, and Mione and Ron in the third to last tent.
"John, you'll be rooming with Charlie and Ginny in the last tent." Eiric said as Sherlock, Teddy, and her walk to the second to last tent.
"Okay." I walked over to Ginny and Charlie. "So, this is the unattached tent, I'm guessing then?"
"Sounds about right." Ginny replied and entered the tent. Charlie walked over and held one of the flaps open.
"After you." He gestured to me.
"Thanks." I walked in, I was expecting sleeping matts on the floor with some pillows and blankets. What I was greeted with was a huge living room, a kitchenette, a bathroom, and three bedrooms. I felt like I just walked into that blue police box from that show that Teddy like to watch on the weekends. "This is fantastic!" I exclaimed in excitement. I explored every room with childlike wonder. I ran out my tent and over to Eiric's and Sherlock's. I stopped short when I found Eiric and Teddy giggling mad on the couch together as they watched Sherlock run around the tent like a chicken with its head off. He stopped when he saw me, his shaggy black curls going in every direction.
"It's like science doesn't exist for them, John!" He exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with excitement and a childlike smile on his lips. This caused all of us to let out a round of giggles.
"Did we miss something?" I heard Ron ask from behind us. Eiric stood up from the couch with a bright smile as she walked over to Sherlock.
"Oh, Sherlock is just amazed at our ability to defy science." She chuckled and placed a kiss to his cheek, fixing his hair. Ron and Mione let out a laugh as they walked towards us.
"I still remember my first experience with magic with my parents." Mione said. "It was brilliant!" She giggle with a sad smile. Ron wrapped an arm around her waist, pressing a kiss to her head.
"I think we should go visit Krum?" Eiric asked us. Teddy jumped off the couch and ran to the tent flaps. "Teddy! Slow down!" She called after him and catch him by the hood of his jacket.
"But mum!" He whined. She sighed and shook her head.
"You need to stay with me while we're here, Teddy. You could get lost." She told as we all walked out of the tent. Teddy huffed but stayed beside Eiric as she lead us to the Quidditch teams tents. On our way there, Eiric, Mione, and Ron were stopped multiple times for pictures and autographs by other fans. When we finally neared Bulgaria's tent, a man greeted us with open arms and a big smile.
"Eiric Potter! You have grown into beautiful woman." Eiric embraces the man and kisses him on both of his cheeks while he does the same.
"Viktor Krum, it's so great to see you again." She told him. They separated and turned to us.
"Ron and Mione Weasley." He hugged them both and turned to Sherlock, Teddy, and I. "And who are you three?" Eiric moved over to Sherlock and Teddy, wrapping an arm around Teddy's shoulders.
"Viktor, this is Remus and Tonks son, Teddy." Teddy waved shyly at Krum. Krum smiled at him and crouched down to be eye level with Teddy, holding a hand out to him.
"I knew your parents. They were very brave and kind people." Teddy beams and shakes hands with him. Krum stands up and turns to me. I step forward and held my hand out.
"John Watson, I'm a friend of Eiric's." He shakes my hand.
"Nice to meet you." He turns to Sherlock with a raised eyebrow.
"And you must be Sherlock Holmes, then? Eiric's consort." I cover my mouth, hiding my smile and muffling my laughter at Sherlock's reaction. He glares at Krum as the man smirks and turns back to Eiric. "Come, let me introduce you to the rest of the team before the game starts." We follow him into the tent with Sherlock pouting while Eiric tried to soothe him. Krum introduced us to his team, we chatted with Krum while Teddy got autographs and photographs from everyone after he told them it was his birthday. Teddy ran over to Eiric after he got the last autograph and picture with a luminous smile.
"Mummy, look!" He exclaimed excitedly as he showed her all of his newly signed picture. Eiric smile as she listened to his excited chatter.
"That's amazing, Teddy! But I think you're missing one person." She told him. He frown and looked at her confused.
"Who?" He asked. She pointed to Krum and Teddy made a 'o' shape with his lips. He turned to Krum with a shy expression.
"Would you like my autograph and photograph, young Lupin?" Teddy grinned brightly and excitedly nodded his head.
"Sherlock?!" We all turned when Eiric had called out and watch her go after him. I raised an eyebrow and turned to Ron and Mione, they looked just as confused as I did. I look over to Teddy and Krum.
"Go on, buddy. Don't worry about them, they'll be back soon." Teddy bit his lip and nodded slowly, turning back to Krum for his signed picture. Once he got his picture, we said our goodbyes and left the tent. Eiric and Sherlock were standing outside the tent, glaring at one another and snapped their heads to us as we walked over to them. "What was that about, Sherlock?" I asked him. All he does is give me a blank stare making Eiric scoff.
"He jealous of Viktor but won't admit it." He turns back to Eiric with a glare.
"I am not jealous." He grinds out between clenched teeth. Eiric rolls her eyes and turns away from him.
"Did you get your signed picture of Krum, sweetheart?" She asked Teddy while holding her hand for him to take. He nods silently as he takes her hand. Eiric lets out a sigh and looks towards the rest of us. "The other's are already at the arena, we better go meet up with them." She mutters out and we head to the arena.
TPSH
Bill waved to us as we walked up the aisle to the section off area for VIP guest. Eiric and Sherlock sat down with Teddy in-between the two of them, still not speaking to each other.
"These are better seats then the ones we had our fourth year." Ron said to Eiric and Mione. Eiric suddenly bursted out laughing, we all turned to her.
"That was the year were no one got a hair cut." The younger Weasley's joined in as they remember. They all quieted down and then the Announcer began to introduce the teams, Bulgaria came out first then France. I watched in fascination as the players zoomed through the air at a amazing speed. Eiric wasn't joking when she said it was a lot more brutal then when they played. I turned a little to look at Eiric, Sherlock, and Teddy. I let out a sigh of relief when I saw that they were all smiling bright and chatting to one another. I grin and went back to watching the game. Bulgaria was winning by 60 points, the scores 370 for Bulgaria and 310 for France. Either team could win if they catch the snitch before the other, the whole family was cheering for Krum to catch the snitch. The whole audience began to stand, cheering on their Seeker as they flew after the snitch. The Bulgarian fans hollered and yelled ecstatic as Krum captured the snitch before the French Seeker could. He held the snitch up in the air for all to see before flying over to us and handed the snitch to Teddy, making the crowd go wild.
"Happy birthday, Teddy." He said as the seven year old stared at the snitch in awe. Teddy looked up to Krum when a huge smile.
"Thank you!" He exclaimed in glee. Krum nodded and flew back to his team. Teddy turned to Sherlock and held the snitch up to him. "Lockie, look!" Sherlock smiled and crouched down to look at the snitch.
"That's amazing, Teddy. We'll have to get you a glass case for it when we go home." He told as he picked the boy up and placed him on his hip.
"Yay! And some picture frames for my photographs too, Lockie!" Teddy cheered. Sherlock and Eiric chuckled at his excitement.
"Of course, Teddy, how could I forget." Sherlock wrapped an arm around Eiric's waist as we join the crowd to go back to our tents to celebrate our win. The group all went into Molly's and Arthur's tent, the women begin to get the food and drinks out while the men helped get the tables ready. The twins began to dance in circles with the kids and soon the younger part of the Weasley family joined in. Everyone laughing and cheering as they danced until they dropped to the ground in a fit of full belly laughter. They soon got off the ground and dusted themselves off. The twins sent each other a mischievous smirk before racing over to the cabinets in the kitchen and started to pull out shot glasses.
"Anyone up for a drinking game?" They asked in unison. Everyone but Sherlock, Molly, Arthur, Percy, Mione, Fleur, and the kids; volunteered to play with excitement.
"What kind of game are we playing?" I asked as we all sat down at a round table.
"It's based of the match." George said as he pulled out a wheel of film while Bill set up a projector, facing it at the side of the tent closest to us and put the film in it.
"For every time one of the bludgers hits someone you take a shot, for every broken nose you take two, for every time the Seeker runs into someone you take three." Fred explained to us as he brings over a bottle of Jack but Eiric shakes her head and gets up. I watch as she pulls a slender green bottle from the top cabinet with a wicked grin on her face.
"If we're going to play a shot game, then we're going to do it right." She set the bottle in the middle of the table.
"Bombers flaming vodka?" I asked, lifting the bottle. The fluorescent orange liquor gave off sparks when I swirled the bottle. "You could kill someone with this!" I cried. Molly chuckled and very quietly took the bottle from my hands.
"I think this isn't necessary for a good time. Besides, the children are around." She stated, putting the bottle away.
"But muuuuummmmm!" The twins whined. "It's all in good fun!"Molly turned the twins with her hands on her hips.
"Don't you remember the last time you had a few shots of this, George?" Molly quipped.
"No mother, I have nooo idea what your talking about." He replied waving his hand lazily.
"Well, I do." Eiric snorted.
"What she talking about?" George looked to his twin who shrugged.
"You ran around in your skivvies singing that muggle rhyme about the cookie person. You burned half the field down!" Molly exclaimed. I stared at her confused for a moment.
"Cookie man . . . Oh! The gingerbread man!" I piped in. Fred turned to me at my announcement.
"Why on earth are there songs about dancing cookies? You muggles are so odd." Fred asked me with an exasperated tone. I shrugged.
"You have stories about hairy hearts so I think you don't have much room to talk." Eiric stifled a laugh while Sherlock grinned in approval.
"I don't care what the songs are about. I just don't want to risk George's aim being better this time and lighting the tents on fire." Molly said and went to the couch, sitting down beside Arthur. Eiric shrugged and joined Sherlock on the other couch, chatting with the others while we drank ourselves stupid. One by one everyone left, going back to their tents. When I entered my room, I crashed on my bed not caring that I was still in my clothes. As I was being to go to sleep, I started to go over my memories of the past few weeks. That's when it suddenly hits me. Eiric's increase of eating, her slight mood swings, and fatigue, as she, Sherlock, and Teddy where the first to leave to night at Eiric's tired pleads. Eiric was pregnant. I stared up at the ceiling for a few moments with wide eyes and slacken jaw.
"Aw shit, the antichrist is coming." I whispered in slight horror.
TPSH
Author note: . . . Hi, everyone? I know I haven't updated in a long time and I'm really sorry about that! It's just that the hobbit here (OI! is shouted in the distance) gave me some really bad writer's block. Then I saw The Mockingjay: Part one twice and well, my Hunger Game OC came out and demand me to write her so I did and got The Hunger Games and Catching Fire done in a week each. Then I started watching Arrow and Korra season two and three . . . yeah, this chap was biting me in the arse most days really. But now it's done and I can start working on my other stories that need to be work on like Amar and Rosie. So hopefully Eiric's chap gets done faster then John's did cause I really don't want another writer's block. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the chap and I'll see you all next update on any of my stories! Ta, for now!
