Thanks again for ze reviews! :) And, um, this chapter's sort of random. Just a warning :P
'Sorry Ted,' Rose breathed first. Everyone expected him to flutter open his eyes but he sat there contently, almost as if he was asleep. They were waiting for him to say something to trigger a conversation, but the Metamorphagus looked smugly pleased. 'For giving my dad what he deserves.'
'Oi –!'
'Ronald, don't start,' Hermione hushed him.
Hugo laughed at the banter. 'You know, nothing will change.'
'Nothing changes?' Harry asked, and the future folks gave each other anxious looks. 'Everyone is still –'
Before he could continue, a loud, 'HELL NO!' shook the house, and Ted swore that it could've been heard from a mile radius, consequently making Mrs Black's howls of disapproval struck up instantly. Ted's eyes opened and met with the identical ones of his father, who held out Ted's wand. All of the generations got out their wands – in Ted's case, took his gratefully – except from a disappointed Lily and Hugo, who was shrugging his shoulders in a "What can ya do?" way.
'Sirius, that sounds –' Remus started.
'You're pretty!' Lucy's innocent voice chirped, silencing the rumble of yells in the hall so the whole building was quiet – except from Mrs Black, who was ranting on about blood-traitors, mutants, half-breeds and Mudbloods.
'Lucy,' Molly gasped, gripping Louis's hand worriedly. 'Vic and Lucy are still out there ...'
'Merlin, if everyone's gonna stand here,' James sighed, rolling his eyes and stomping his way out of the door. His family protested but he went out anyway, his heavy footsteps being heard for a couple of moments until it stopped. 'MERLIN'S FLUFFY RED SOCKS, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU LOT DOING HERE?!'
Ted stumbled out of the dining room at his shocked loud question, his wand held out confidently in front of him. 'Ted, now might be the time to unleash your proper teacher rant,' Victoire's nervous voice called out from down the hall.
He left the others to fend Mrs Black's screams, and after a minute or two he heard her quieten. Hopefully whoever was in the house had enough sense to be silent – or at least, stealthy. Jogging, he turned a corner, widening his eyes at the scene that unfolded in front of him as he skidded to a halt.
A fat kid with annoyingly teary eyes, a redhead that resembled Lily, a complete clone of James, a nearly-collapsing James, a tall sandy-haired guy with scratches all over himself and an extremely arrogant, undoubtedly good-looking younger version of –
'SIRIUS ORION BLACK!' the redheaded girl shrieked at the supposed Sirius much like Lily did at her brothers, and Mrs Black played up again ("Merlin, just shut UP!" Sirius's yelled exasperatedly). All the arrogant kid did was shrink back in cowardice. 'AND YOU!' the James Clone stood behind Sirius, wearing the typical "deer-caught-in-headlights" that was famously James's. 'WHAT HAVE YOU TWO BLOODY DONE NOW?!'
'Hello there,' Ted said unsurely, awkwardly holding up a hand in greeting, all of them turning their attention, the redhead still breathing heavy, angry breaths. 'Right. Um,' he began, glancing at Victoire who looked just as clueless as he did. He turned his head around back to the hallway. 'DOES ANYONE ELSE MIND COMING DOWN AND MAKE SENSE OF WHAT'S HAPPENING, PLEASE?'
'So professional, Ted,' James grunted. His identical twin covered his snigger with a cough, which made James widen his eyes and choke at him.
'What's wro–' Tonks speeded down the hall, making a portrait knock over in the process and shrieked. 'SORRY SIRIUS!' she shouted, staring at the broken glass regrettably.
''S okay,' the arrogant guy nodded. She snapped her head back to him, and the colour from her face drained, her dark eyes searching the group as if she didn't quite believe what was happening. 'Why are we in – OH MERLIN, WAS THAT MY MOTHER SHOUTING?!'
'Your mum is dead in a portrait and always wants to annoy us by starting to scream at people who aren't purebloods,' Victoire told him. He ignored the bothersome part of the portrait and only seemed to focus on the first four words of her sentence, pumping both his fists in the air and wearing a victorious expression.
'That's not very nice to your mother,' Lucy observed.
'I agree,' the redheaded girl said, crossing her arms and throwing a look of utter disgust at the James Clone and Sirius, standing up.
'Okay,' Tonks coughed. 'This is SO weird but, um ... I'm Tonks.'
'Tonks?' the sandy haired guy asked in recognition. Her eyes lingered on him for a minute with an emotion Ted couldn't place before returning to her usual hip demeanour. 'Like Ted Tonks?'
'Yes!' she nodded, her eyes brightening, pointing approvingly at him with her wand, glad that she was getting somewhere. He looked at it nervously, before she realised what she was pointing at him with and put it back in her pocket. 'I'm his daughter, Nymphadora. Strictly Tonks, though, so please –'
'Dora?' Sirius interrupted, his eyebrows crossing. 'But you're just a –'
'A five-year-old psycho, yes, that's me!' she grinned at Sirius, who looked back at her, confused. 'So how old are you people exactly? Teddy, put your wand down,' she added, knitting her eyebrows at Ted and he obeyed, smiling to himself.
She sounded like a mother then.
'We're all sixteen,' the "James Clone" answered. 'And can I just ask – why does he look like me?'
'Yeah, I was going to ask the same question,' James butted in, staring at the boy's hand that was pointing at him.
'Goodness, this is hard to explain.' Tonks bit her lip. 'We're in 1995.'
'OH MY GOD, POTTER, YOU ARE SO GOING TO BE DEAD!' the redhead roared at the James Clone, who, at Teddy's amusement, looked like he was about to shit himself. But what was even more amusing was that James himself looked exactly the same. They ignored Sirius's frustrated growl from down the hall.
'Is it just me or is that really, really weird?' the sandy-haired bloke said at the two.
'It's actually quite understandable, if you know as much as I do,' Teddy mused, a twinkle in his eye that made the sandy-haired guy raise an eyebrow. It was a look that he often gave his friends. 'I'm from 2018.'
'Well. I'm Remus Lupin,' he said, holding out a hand for him to shake. Ted glanced at his mother who gave him the same worried glance, but he took it anyway.
'I'm Teddy,' he said as simply as he could.
'I'm James,' the "James Clone" squeaked beneath the redhead's glower. 'James Potter.'
His grandson's face considerably paled, both his eyebrows raised. His mouth opened in the shape of an 'O' as he stared at the legendary Marauder, and Ted swore that he was trying with all his might not to blurt out something odd.
'What's so scary about Prongs?' the fat boy asked.
James II studied the fat boy for a moment before realising just who he was. 'YOU!' he growled, a spark of fury burning in his eyes, taking a step towards the blob. Ted crossed his brows and clamped his mouth shut by setting his jaw, trying not to go with his reckless instinct and punch him senseless.
'James, don't!' Vic said quickly, punching the Potter's arm hard before he could advance further. The three Marauder boys stepped between the fat boy and James defensively, as if daring them to go ahead and take a swing. The redhead only looked baffled at both her school accomplices and her James.
James looked at Ted with his hazel eyes ablaze, expecting him to do something, but the Metamorphagus only shook his head in almost regret, turning around. 'Okay, you lot need to follow me,' Ted instructed over his shoulder, walking away with Lucy running behind him. 'There are loads of people there that'll be, err ...'
'... happy to see you,' Tonks finished. The redhead stopped glaring for a moment to throw the Metamorphaguses a suspicious look, and Tonks only sighed. 'I'm not a Death Eater, and no, I'm not a scary mass murderer, and no, I am not going to curse you into oblivion. I'm in fact a member of the Order of Phoenix – Dumbledore's work – and an Auror.'
'Really?' Sirius said, intrigued, and dived into a conversation as they started to walk back.
Ted carried Lucy in his arms, her little legs wrapped tightly around the side of his hip, feeling nervous for the two remaining (and old) Marauders. And for himself a little, he supposed – he had to tell his father yet again that he had a son that was not another apparent "failure" of his.
He wasn't that annoyed at his dad for acting the way he did. That was how he was, thinking that Ted would be dishonoured by the wizarding community along with his mother. It was a result from all those jabs and insults from everyone Remus came across.
Okay, maybe he was a little disappointed in his dad for not being so accepting. Maybe he was a little pissed off at himself for expecting a hug and a welcome with open arms, or even a blush like Harry had.
He just had to realise that Remus wasn't like that. And he was becoming frustrated with himself for wishing.
At least his mum wasn't that bad. At least his mum was still playful and did think about his feelings to a degree. For instance, when they walked back, they kept sharing the same apprehensive looks, as if they knew something was about to blow up.
'And who might you two be?' Ted said lightly at the boy with teary eyes and the redhead, even though he had no doubt in his mind who the boy was. It was the first step to be civil with his most hated enemy of all time.
'I'm Lily Evans.' She smiled, her green eyes sparkling at him kindly as she looked between him and Lucy. Ted could literally feel his god-brother's jaw drop.
'Why do you look so much like Lily, then?' Lucy asked, only to be immediately hushed by Victoire. But, of course, that didn't stop her mouth from moving. 'Not you, Lily, I mean. My cousin, actually, Lily Po–'
'Lily, SHUSH,' Vic cut in, Ted's free hand clamping around her mouth.
'I did think so,' he said, ignoring Lucy's little moment and his god-brother's look of disbelief. 'You're just a bit famous.'
'Really?' she said, intrigued.
James II scoffed. '"Just a little" ...'
'Do you have something to say, James?' Vic said, raising an eyebrow.
'Well, our family will have loads to say,' he replied, and for the first time Ted could clearly see the "I-really-really-really-am-not-looking-forward-to-this" expression written on his face.
'Are they here?' the Young Remus asked.
'Unfortunately.'
'Stay here for a mo',' Tonks said as they came up to the door. 'I just have to warn them, okay?'
The group nodded, and with that, the Metamorphagus gulped, stepping into the room.
-x-
'Everyone,' Tonks started as soon as the door closed softly behind her. All of them – even Snape – looked curiously at her. 'Not sure if you'll quite like this, but ... Remus, Sirius, you're out there,' she told the two Marauders, whose faces turned an ill shade of paper. 'Harry's parents too. And Peter.'
'Wormtail's there?' Harry erupted. 'HE'S here?'
'But he's younger,' Tonks said quickly before he could go into an angry rant. 'All of them are.'
'Yes, but you can't change anything,' Rose interrupted. 'Don't tell them about ... that night. You can't. It's too significant.'
'Yeah,' Molly agreed. 'Who knows what'll happen to us if you do.'
Tonks opened her mouth to reply, but a loud bang came from the door, followed by a female voice scowling. 'You can come in,' she said.
'No! Don't! Wait,' Albus's voice called out when the knob turned. 'What are we going to say to them?' he whispered. 'Tell them who we are?'
'That's what you did to us,' Arthur said sensibly. 'I can't see why not.'
'It'll be fine,' Mrs Weasley said.
'Ha!' Roxanne laughed. 'Easier said than done!'
'Hey mate,' Fred muttered to his twin. 'I think I like your kids.' The two twins chuckled to themselves, the others unknowing of their discussion, except from Fred II, who bit his lip to refrain himself from blurting out all the details of the War.
'People say I look a lot like my dad's mum,' Lily said quietly, tugging at the tips of her tangled red hair nervously. 'She'll be surprised.'
'Prongs has seen James before now,' Remus's voice of intelligence rang around the room. 'I'm sure she can handle it.'
'Prongs ...' Sirius whispered.
'It's a second chance to see them again, right?' Lily assured the two Marauders and Harry. 'Another chance to talk to them, to say things you wished you said ...'
'It's the first time we saw them, too, Harry,' Al said, careful not to call his father "Dad", since it would just be weird. 'Remember that.'
'They're sixteen,' Tonks warned.
'Merlin, just let them in,' Sirius grunted, 'before Remus gets too worked up and makes a run for it. And that we wake my mother up.'
Tonks scoffed at his word choice, walking over to the door and opening it slightly with a warning, 'Brace yourself.' She stepped away and let the group in.
First was Lily Evans, who studied the room with curiosity. Her granddaughter let out a muffled shriek at how similar they were – apart from the age difference and everything, they could pass as siblings. 'What d'you mean, brace – oh,' she stopped herself, noticing the people staring at her wide-eyed. 'Oh.' The first person she laid her eyes on was Remus, who smiled with sad eyes as she gasped. 'Oh God ...'
Ted lead the young Padfoot, Prongs and Moony, still carrying a tired-looking Lucy on the hip. 'Why are there -?' Prongs started as his grandson made his way around to his sister. The Marauder studied the little redheaded girl with great caution until widening his eyes in realisation. 'Hey, err, Lily –' he started.
'HOLY HIPPOGRIFFS!' Padfoot cried, spotting his older self, who just smirked. 'I LOOK REALLY, REALLY OLD!' He saw Remusbeside him, and had to hold onto Moony for support. 'MOONY, YOU LOOK REALLY OLD TOO!'
All Moony did was just raise his eyebrows awkwardly at the two old men in front of them, speechless at the grey hairs and scars written all over his future self's face.
'Lily, I know now is not the time, but –' James continued.
'James, it's always not the time,' Lily said automatically, staring at Harry. 'So please would you kindly bugger off, before I – OH NO!' she cried, her eyes bulging as she realised, too. 'NO NO NO NOOO!'
'What, Lily-Flower?'
'NOOOO!' she sobbed, leaning on the table for support. 'THIS CAN'T HAPPEN!'
'What can't happen?'
'WHY?' she bawled, everyone too occupied with the redhead's crying that they didn't see Peter and Victoire slowly emerging into the room. 'WHY DO HORRIBLE THINGS HAVE TO HAPPEN TO ME!'
'Nothings horrible, Lily-Flower. You got me, remember?'
'POTTER!'
Dumbledore coughed from the back of the room, gaining everyone's attention. He looked at his past students with kindness as he said, 'A strange series of events have happened during the last two hours, as you can imagine. I think I can see why it has happened, but before I explain we must introduce ourselves.'
He turned to face Mrs and Mr Weasley to start. Arthur looked unsure but his wife just smiled at the famous group of pranksters and heroes she often saw in her time at Hogwarts.
'I'm Molly Weasley,' she said, 'and this is my husband, Arthur. Surely you know us?'
'Oh yeah,' Padfoot laughed at Arthur, who smiled. 'You got the cane by Pringle, once, didn't you? When you were out after curfew?'
Arthur chuckled. 'I've still got the marks.'
'I'm Sirius,' Sirius said, and his younger self twitched, making him laugh. 'And yes, you beat Slytherin next season.'
'Sirius!' Hermione scowled as James and Sirius hissed a triumphant yes. 'Don't give them –'
'Yeah, 'cause telling them who's going to win will destroy humankind as we know it,' Ron said sarcastically, who received a slap in return.
'I'm Remus, of course,' Remus said, giving a smile.
'Mad-Eye Moody,' Moody grunted.
'Oh! I know you!' Lily said. 'You're in the Auror department, aren't you?'
He replied with another grunt, which made Tonks roll her eyes. 'Yes he is,' she answered for him. 'Oh, and you know me. Tonks.'
'Kingsley Shacklebolt.' The black skinned man greeted with a nod.
'Bill Weasley,' Bill said with an acknowledging nod. 'Charlie's in Egypt, just so you know. And Percy's being an arse.'
'My daddy's not an arse!' Lucy flared.
'Lucy!'
The Marauders and Lily gave Bill a confused look, expecting for him to explain. 'Tell you afterwards,' he told them.
'Severus Snape.' Lily gasped as Prongs, Padfoot and who Ted presumed as Wormtail burst out laughing, Moony holding in a smile as he looked at the floor.
'Sev?' Lily asked, aghast.
'I know,' Al said, his eyebrows arched in a sorrowful way, his palm resting on his cheek, ignoring Severus's glare. 'I was surprised too.'
'He still has greasy hair!' Prongs howled.
'And a big nose!' Peter sneered.
'Hermione Granger,' Hermione chirped, standing up and holding out a hand professionally in perfect timing. 'I'm Muggleborn, so you probably don't know my parents.'
'And I'm Harry,' the Boy-Who-Lived said quietly. '... Potter.'
Almost immediately, Prongs shouted, 'I KNEW YOU LOVE ME!' making everyone murmur a laugh as he pounced onto his future pale wife.
'Knew you had it in you, mate,' Padfoot said, clapping him on the back.
'The future is such a horrible place,' Lily sobbed. 'I'm probably in a nursing home. Being nursed. And being old with you at my bedside ranting on about stupid Chasing in bloody Quidditch, and I can't tell you to bugger off 'cause I won't be able to say anything ...'
'But you love me.'
'... but I hate you, so NO, I REFUSE TO ACKNOWLEDGE THIS RIGHT NOW!' she cried, pushing James onto the floor. Then, realising her mistake, she looked back at Harry apologetically as James and Sirius began doing a weird victory dance. 'I meant that to Potter – I mean, James Potter – and him only. I don't know how I am now with you or anything, but I just don't want to ...' she paused, studying Harry's pained expression. 'Wait,' Lily hushed the two, who silenced instantly. She crossed her eyebrows at Harry. 'Why are you looking at us like that? Don't you know –?'
Lily looked at her brother, Fred II and Roxanne alarmingly. Everyone knew that they were creative geniuses, and if it would be anyone, they could do something to stop her grandmother's clever thinking.
Roxanne nodded at her as Lily asked the last question, nodding at Louis. She could distract them easily, if only there was a way that would make them look good, beautiful and most importantly clever children ...
'I LOVE ROCKETSHIPS!' Roxanne announced loudly, hopping up from her chair. 'I LOVE LOVE LOVE ROCKETSHIPS!'
'YEAH AND I LIKE LIONS,' Louis yelled, ''CAUSE THEY GO RAWR!'
Fred started jogging on the spot, huffing out exaggerated breaths and wiping invisible sweat from his forehead. 'THIS IS EXHAUSTING!'
'Did you know that tomatoes are fruit?' Hugo said quickly. 'I KNOW, REALLY WEIRD, RIGHT?!'
'PINK BANANASSS!' James II exploded. 'It's funny, because it has an 'ass' at the end.'
'Waffle,' Dom said carefully. 'WA-FFLE. Funny word, waffle. Wa-ffle ...'
'What's a microwave?' Molly asked spontaneously. 'MICRO-WAAAVE ... woooosh!'
'DID YOU KNOW THAT MERLIN PROBABLY DIDN'T HAVE A BEARD?!' Fred II shouted. 'THAT'S NOT TRUE BUT I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE IT –'
'HE HAD NO BEARD?!' Albus said outrageously.
'Yes he DID!' Lily argued. 'OBVIOUSLY he did, or else JAMES wouldn't say it all the time!'
'I SAY THAT MERLIN HAS FLUFFY RED SOCKS.' James II stood up from his chair and slammed his hand on the table surface.
'HE WOULD SOOO HAVE BLUE ONES,' Hugo said.
'NO HE WOULDN'T.'
'YES HE WOULD!'
Their parents were looking at their children with complete horror, while the elder ones nodded approvingly as if they could learn on their distraction methods. Mad-Eye Moody searched his trousers for his notepad.
'NOOO, HE WOOOULD NOOOT.'
Lily scoffed. 'So when did YOU see Merlin? DOWN AT THE PUB?'
'Leaky Cauldron, actually.'
'Oh.'
'BUFFILO SOLDIAAAAH!' Fred II started singing with James, and during the second verse all the grandchildren were singing along, Harry looking extremely thankful.
'POTTER!' Evans screeched at the five Potters in the room turned their heads to her. 'Oh gosh, this is confusing,' she said, looking at James and Harry with a puzzled expression. 'Now there are two Potters ...'
'Technically five,' Al cut in, shrugging, and Rose sighed and facepalmed herself.
'FIVE?' she said surprisingly. 'Wait, I have four kids?'
'Ah, Miss Evans, this is when I start to explain,' Dumbledore said, stepping a tentative step towards her. 'These children –' he gestured to the future clan of kids with an outstretched hand, all of whom murmured greetings, 'are from 2018.'
'Wow,' Padfoot speculated. 'That's a long time away. Is there, you know, hover boards and everything?'
'They are the future of the majority of us in this room,' he continued, ignoring the Black and paused for effect. 'They are the future Potter-Weasley clan.'
'With one exception,' Ted added, pointing a finger at himself.
'OHH!' Prongs said loudly. 'THAT'S why you look like me!' James nodded his head, goofily grinning at his legendary grandfather.
'Please, do take a seat,' Sirius gushed jokingly, and the standing group sat down, Padfoot sniggering under his breath.
'Let's introduce again, shall we?' the older Remus started, rubbings the palms of his calloused hands.
'Well I'm James Sirius Potter,' James started, who felt more comfortable now that he had sort-of befriended his mischievous grandfather.
'Thanks, James's son!' Padfoot grinned at Harry with a thumbs up, who knitted his eyebrows at how energetic the younger version of his godfather was but smiled anyway.
'Are you a troublemaker?' Lily said, biting her lip with her arms crossed. 'Because having those two names, you're going to be cursed.'
'The greatest!' James replied arrogantly. 'Well, with my partner in crime –'
'Fred Weasley,' Fred II said, jumping up from his seat. 'The second, obviously. And we're both Gryffindors.'
'Phew,' Prongs said lightly. 'I was getting worried then.'
'Play any Quidditch?' Padfoot asked. 'What position?'
'Oh, we're Beaters,' James told them, making them lean in tentatively.
Lily sighed, rolling her eyes. 'I'm Lily,' she said, making her grandmother send her and Harry a grateful smile. Prongs looked up from James and looked excitedly at the clone of his future wife. 'Lily Potter. Lily Luna Potter. I'm nine, so I can't go to Hogwarts, but I've heard about it all, and it sounds amazing –'
'I'm sure you'll love it,' Moony assured with a smile. She looked surprised at him for a moment before beaming at him.
'I don't mind what house I'm in, though,' she said in an afterthought.
'Even Slytherin?' Padfoot said with a scrunched up nose. Dom tensed, ready to pounce.
'What do you mean, "even Slytherin"?' she snapped, crossing her eyebrows. She seemed to have the Potter, Weasley and occasionally the Lily Evans temper all at once; it was the main reason why no one in her family dared to argue with her, in fear that she would explode.
It was proved to be quite helpful, actually.
Everyone but Padfoot seemed to have noticed, since he replied with a nonchalant shrug. 'Everyone knows Slytherin's the worst house.'
At this, her eyes narrowed. Everyone knew that her closest cousins and best friends were Dominique and Hugo, and whatever her friends and family's business was, it had to be her business, too. James, spotting the look he would usually get, muttered to Padfoot, 'Don't do that, mate. She'll rip your head off.'
He just smiled. 'I've seen worse.'
'Repeat that. Slowly. Just ... slowly, so I can actually register that in my brain,' Louis said. 'Because nothing is worse.'
'Yes there is,' he snorted, glancing at Evans who smirked at her granddaughter's temper. Her temper.
'Anyway, you're a Potter, aren't you?' Prongs started the redheaded Potter, who was bawling her fists. 'So you're bound to be in Gryffindor.'
'Well,' she huffed, glancing at Dom, her arms crossed. 'You're going to get a surprise.'
The older Sirius sniggered under his breath, knowing already what the reaction would be when they heard Dominique. Lily glared at him, and he immediately stopped.
'You wanted to meet a Weasley who's a Slytherin, hmm?' Dom asked the young cocky Black, leaning on the table to get a better look of his face.
'There's no Weasley that's a –'
'Meet Dominique Weasley,' she burst, outstretching a hand and forcing a fake smile, her chair screeching as she stood. 'The Slytherin prefect.'
'WHAT?!' three of the Marauders started.
'But you CAN'T be a Slytherin! You're too good-looking!'
'And you're a WEASLEY. No WEASLEYS go in Slytherin. It's just unheard of.'
'Slytherin is horrible!'
'Green and silver ... euugh ...'
'STOP IT!' the youngest Potter screeched, her eyes shut tight and her face going as red as her hair. Ginny smiled at the trait her future daughter inherited from her. 'YOU were different from your family, weren't you?'
'Well, um, yes –'
'And YOUR parents weren't exactly pleased about you being a BRAVE LION, were they?'
'No –'
'Well, DOM HAS THAT. Except, you know, she has it from NON-FAMILY MEMBERS, TOO!' she said, glaring the same famous Lily Evans glare that they were so afraid of. 'HINT HINT, PADFOOT.'
The Marauders turned pale at the nickname that stood up for their illegal nights, especially Moony, who had his eyes wide and eyebrows raised.
'We know everything,' Ted said calmly, making his father cross his eyebrows in thought. 'But we don't care. We'd all turn into Animagi if we had the chance.'
'But you're not –'
'Don't start the "I-really-can't-be-around-you-because-I'm-a-werewo lf-and-cannot-be-trusted-to-be-friendly-with-all-t hat-is-living-for-the-sole-reason-that-I'm-sort-of -dangerous-at-my-time-of-month-even-though-I-never -attack-you-90%-of-the-time" speech, because we've all heard of it enough times,' Tonks said, giving Remus a pointed look who scratched the back of his head uncomfortably.
Ted somehow found this hilarious and held in an air of laughter, as Moony observed the Metamorphaguses with interest. The werewolf debated whether or not to ask for a minute until he said, 'Are you two Metamorphaguses?'
Feeling more confident, Ted changed his hair into wildly spiked crystal-like silver, turning his skin into an emerald shade of green. 'Yeah,' he answered, grinning, his teeth looking whiter now with the green complexion. 'We are.'
'There y'are, Remus! We're all weird creatures, aren't we?' Tonks said, nudging Remus on the arm giddily, the two werewolves rolling his eyes with an amused smile as Ted turned back to his normal pale skin and turquoise hair.
Teddy decided that it was either now or never. He did it once, why couldn't he do it again? His dad might be better now that he was younger, because he was a kid, and Ted was twenty. He didn't have to feel like the minor child shrinking under the adult's gaze.
Which was sort of backward, since the adult was a child. But whatever.
'I think it's time to mention that I'm Teddy Remus Lupin,' he said, itching the back of his head with the tips of his fingers. Moony's mouth fell open, widening at times as if searching for words to say, but like always when it came to Ted, he was speechless. Prongs gave an understanding look to his friend, as if saying, "See how it feels?" as Padfoot was grinning goofily. Lily bit her lip as she smiled at the werewolves, expecting some sort of denial. All Peter did was look excited for Moony's reaction.
Harry, his two sons and daughter glared daggers at Wormtail, but nobody seemed to notice.
'And my son,' Tonks added in a self-assured tone. Even the old Remus and Ted looked at her in shock – Remus surprised at her boldness, Ted pleasantly surprised at her sign of acceptance.
Though, the Marauders weren't nearly as accepting.
'YOU HAD A BABY WITH MY FIVE-YEAR-OLD SECOND-COUSIN?!'
'MERLIN, MATE, YOU TWO ARE TWICE EACH OTHER'S AGE!'
'MOONY!'
'STOP!' Moony bellowed, covering his ears at the loud shouts. 'Merlin, I haven't even met her yet, Padfoot. She's not pregnant yet, is she?'
'HA!' James said suddenly, pointing at the older Remus in triumph. 'HAHA!'
'How ironic,' Dumbledore mused.
'Hey, Remus,' Tonks said, smirking at her fellow Order member. 'I do believe I just proved you wrong.'
