Harry had shrugged his shoulders three times in the last 42 seconds and Teddy knew him well enough to see this as a warning sign. Still he persisted. "You're sure?" Harry glowered at him; he lifted his arms in surrender and snickered. "I was just checking…" Teddy grinned hesitantly. "I can't believe I am actually meeting him."

Harry grumbled something unintelligible, his eye twitching at the bounce in Teddy's step. Harry conjured a patronus, sending the glowing stag galloping towards Hogwarts. Teddy snorted at his godfather sick expression. "Come on, this is Albus Dumbledore. You said yourself, if anyone is going to believe us it's him."

"But even he might not." Harry glared at nothing in particular. He turned on Teddy. "Why are you so chipper?"

Teddy swiveled on his heels, fiddling with his sling as they waited by the familiar gates. "I'm meeting Albus Dumbledore, the Albus Dumbledore." Obviously this was explanation enough, Harry silently agreed. Still it did nothing to ease his churning stomach or clear his crumpled expression.

"Mr. Potter and Mr. Lupin I presume?" Teddy jumped, catching himself before he tripped over his feet and ogling the man shamelessly between the black bars.

Albus Dumbledore's slick silver hair and long beard – streaks of auburn in both – was tucked into his thick belt. His robes the brightest shade of sunshine and on his head a pointy crimson hat. His twinkling blue eyes studied them.

Teddy was in the presence of a legend.

Harry cleared his throat, nudging Teddy to garner his attention. Teddy realized his hair had become a radiating blond, and had grown several inches in his excitement. Harry turned to Dumbledore while Teddy reverted with difficulty to a more appropriate form.

"Hello Professor," Harry smiled hesitantly, gesturing to himself and Teddy. "we, have found ourselves in a…unique circumstance. And we acquire help; we were hoping that, perhaps, a man with your ability would be able to assist us."

Dumbledore stroked his beard. "Wouldn't the Ministry's help be more prudent?"

Harry shrugged stiffly. "In all honesty, I trust you more than the Ministry." Dumbledore's frown deepened, but he appeared satisfied and the gate swung open.

"These are dark times," Dumbledore began as they slipped in. "And know that if I find your circumstance a threat to the peace then I will be forced to protect it." His wand was steady in his hand, not raised but Teddy didn't doubt his prowess.

Harry nodded easily, smiling softly. Dumbledore observed them a moment longer before trotting up the pathway and into the castle, the duo following dutifully. Harry was staring at nothing in particular; Teddy took comfort in the familiar corridors. Not much had changed in Hogwarts in thirty years.

Shortly after they were seated in an oval office – which Teddy had admittedly frequented several times – though the décor while similar was littered with trinkets and devices whirring and buzzing. Harry smiled faintly at them; garnering his attention they took their offered seats. Dumbledore offered them lemon drops; Harry declined, his lips twitching and Teddy received one.

He had heard tales beginning with those lemon drops. "Now," Dumbledore asked brightly. "How can I be of assistance?"

Noticing his godfather was chewing his words, Teddy began hesitantly, glancing in Harry's direction for reassurance. "Professor Dumbledore…sir. My name's Teddy, well actually, its Edward. Edward Remus Lupin, but people just call me Teddy." Teddy's mouth snapped shut; he fingered his thumb in his sling absently.

"I am right to assume you have relations to a student of mine, Remus Lupin? Even with your abilities, you bare a remarkable resemblance." Teddy's heart twanged. "Not to mention, your name."

He shrugged, discomforted. "Some."

"Dumbledore," The man turned to Harry. "What you must understand is this…predicament is still confusing for us too. I am Harry James Potter, my father is James Potter and my mother is Lily Po-Evans. As you know of her nowadays." Teddy couldn't begin to fathom the look on Dumbledore's face. "Teddy here is my godson, and son to Remus Lupin and Nymphandora Tonks, to us Lupin."

An uncomfortable silence followed, the only sound was the groan of Teddy's chair as he fidgeted.

Harry stilled abruptly, color draining from his cheeks and wincing tightly. For a long moment, nobody move. Then he sagged into his chair suddenly, half-glaring at Dumbledore and repositioning his tipping glasses. "You could have asked…" He muttered.

Dumbledore mumbled absently, staring at some tiny scrapes on his desk. "I had to be certain you would not alter something, forewarning would have…" He trailed off, tugging on his beard. Teddy winced, it had to hurt. Instead he placed a hand on his godfather's arm, startling him from whatever daze he had fallen into. In return Harry smiled grimly, straightened in his seat and ruffled his hair, fingering his possibly aching temples.

"It is quite a predicament." Startled by the mild, what's-the-weather tone it took a moment for the words to register. Teddy smiled hesitantly at Dumbledore. "Unfortunately, I have never heard of anything remotely linked to your situation and cannot help you currently."

Teddy tugged on his sleeve, ruining the robe as the thread became unraveled. "Even so, I will do what I can." Dumbledore clapped happily. "But for now, how about you both settle down at Hogwarts."

Harry's face twisted in confusion. "Any reliable information will take a few months to procure, and until then." Dumbledore smiled soothingly. "I know my students would benefit from a knowledgeable professor who can prepare them for the foreseeable future." Harry jaw dropped as Dumbledore's light gaze shifted to Teddy. "And we wouldn't want you missing out on this opportunity, dear boy; we have several things I doubt you have in the future." He winked.

Teddy felt a grin twitching on his lips again; he turned to his uncomprehending godfather. "B-but, sir…you want me-me? To stay here and, also teach?" Harry's voice an octave or two higher than original, Teddy sniggered.

Dumbledore's grin widened. "There is much you can teach the students here at Hogwarts, and I have no doubt on your ability to teach. Hogwarts would be lucky to have you." He turned to Teddy, seemingly pleased with his godfather's startled reaction. "Now, I believe you will be entering your fifth year." Teddy nodded even though Dumbledore obviously already knew.

Teddy had guessed his godfather was being submitted to legilimency – he had heard of Dumbledore's supposed talent with it - but was still surprised how much data Dumbledore had managed to scrounge. "I will set up a meeting with Professor McGonagall for a schedule, and get that arm right as rain. Only if your godfather has no objections, of course."

Harry nodded weakly. "Excellent." Dumbledore stood with a flourish, shaking Harry's hesitant hand and then shaking Teddy's with equal vigor. "I hope you enjoy your new post as Defense against the Dark Arts teacher, Mr. Potter. If you need assistance with a lesson plan, Professor McGonagall would be thrilled to assist you. Now I am sure you know your way to DADA classes, through the office you will find living quarters which you can decorate to your heart's content.

"Staff Meetings will commence at nine sharp tomorrow in the Staff Room, and by then I suggest you have a fully formed life tale. I suggest a story similar to your own; no one needs to lie more than necessary after all. And with that, I bid you a good day." Dumbledore grinned brightly, while Harry attempted to rein in his confusion at the long suggestions and plans which had suddenly been shoved onto him. Teddy nodded, his godfather was still out of it.

"I'll tell him if he can't remember." Teddy assured Dumbledore who spread his arms wide as if to hug them, he had never seen a man so overjoyed.

"Thank you. And peace out, young Mr. Lupin." Teddy beamed, tugging his godfather from the room and bowing his head.

"It's an honor Professor Dumbledore."

Teddy had managed to locate the DADA's professors room through the warm corridors, Harry was still in a state of shock. Every now and then he would mumble something, peer puzzled at a random spot of wall and hmph.

Teddy, the faithful godson that he was, dragged Harry into his new quarters and managed to shove him onto a seat beside a small desk. The room held a bookcase with various DADA titles beside a gridded window, a worn crimson and gold armchair beside the fireplace, a closet set off beside another door – leading to a surprisingly well stocked bathroom – and a king-sized curtained bed jutting from the stone walls.

"What was is he thinking…" Harry grumbled darkly into his hands and groaned frequently. Teddy defiantly learned new curses from the professor that unforeseen evening.

Teddy was swatting a moth from one of the drawers – which held items of clothing for Teddy and Harry, Dumbledore worked quickly - when Harry straightened in his seat. "This is not what I had in mind." Teddy bounded over, shrugging.

"Oh come on, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity!" Harry grumbled something which had Teddy grinning as he leapt onto his godfathers bed. Dust plumed, he sneezed several times and stared at the faded poster of some quiditch team on the ceiling. "You think he'll like me?"

Harry waved his wand over the bed, the dust disappeared and he sat beside Teddy, his shoulders slouched and a newly-familiar troubled expression wavered. He wasn't taking the situation well and Teddy suddenly felt guilty; he was being insensitive.

These weren't just legends, or stories as they were to Teddy; some of these people Harry had actually known and those he didn't get a chance to he had come to peace with.

Teddy curled onto his side, fiddling with his godfather's cloak in silent apology. "I know he will, Teddy." Teddy's eyes flashed blue, recalling the unease in his stomach about meeting his father.

"Thanks Harry." Harry brushed his hair.

Several incantations and waves of his wand later, there was another bed in the room which Teddy was now perched on, mended furniture and silence and protective wards over the room. Harry was little paranoid to Teddy's amusement, so he retouched them once the elves that had delivered their food disappeared and the duo began discussing their alleged life until that point over backed potatoes.

Teddy stared at the ceiling that night, exhaustion only sinking him under when light begin streaming through the window and when his godfather fumbled exhaustedly to his feet – also having spent none of the night sleeping – and began sketching plans on paper. The familiar sound had him drifting to sleep.

Teddy had been ironing his Gryffindor courage for several minutes, pacing the long route towards the Great Hall. Harry was already there, going straight from the opening of the school year Staff Meeting to the Great Hall. Where students were gathering to cheer the firsties that got into their Houses and chomp as much chow as was humanly possible.

At least that was what Teddy usually did, though at that moment he was feeling queasy and feared he would end up puking all over his father and his friends. He was pretty certain his complexion was green; his abilities made it difficult to hide what he was feeling.

A cold dagger pierced his heart as he rounded the corner and saw the open doors to the Great Hall, he hung in the doorway, breathing deeply and forcing his complexion to a more natural tone. "Mr. Edwards?"

It took several moments to realize Professor McGonagall had been referring to him; he smiled grimly in her direction. "Mr. Edwards, are you feeling quite alright? If need be we can pop into Madam Pomfrey's and request a Calming Concoction." Teddy shook his head, straightening his spine.

McGonagall was much younger than he was used too, her face though severe wasn't as haggard and leathery and her hair was mousy brown and slicked into a bun. He could do this; his parents were war heroes. They faced Voldermort, for Merlin's knobby knuckles! He could walk into a familiar hall and take a seat. "Please."

He gestured for the table; McGonagall pursed her lips and guided him down the long tables before stopping beside a group of sixth years. Teddy swallowed thickly, focusing on keeping his hair a dark raven to distract himself. "Ms. Evan's, Mr. Lupin;" The two in question paused their discussion with their friends and glanced over at McGonagall. "I would like to introduce a transfer student to our fifth year, Ted Edwards. I assume you will be able to guide him to his classes and answer any questions…"

A dark red haired prefect smiled at him her almond emerald eyes flashing kindly. "Certainly Professor. Hi Ted, I'm Lily Evans. That," She gestured a few seats down and across from her. A place Teddy pointedly averted. "Is Remus Lupin, we're the Gryffindor prefects and here to help." Her eyes glittered with kind amusement, Teddy found himself smiling in return as he was pushed into a chair opposite her.

"Wotcher." He managed, spying McGonagall returning to the Professors table and glimpsing his godfather sitting stiffly. He smiled at Lily, whose mouth was open slightly. "Call me Teddy."

She grinned, reaching a hand across the table and Teddy shook it with a grin. "That is really cool," She muttered pointing to his hair. Teddy fingered the blond lock; this he was familiar with. "A metamorphmagus right?"

Teddy grinned – this he was at least familiar with -, his hair flashing several bright colors, drawing several looks in his direction. "I don't know what you mean." Lilly giggled and opened her mouth but was stopped at a statement directed at Teddy.

"That is ficadelick." A dark haired teen that looked as though he just got out of bed stated. Teddy instantly recognized him as his godfather's father, and realized he should probably get a camera and hand his godfather those pictures he secretly wanted but never had.

Teddy shrugged, still grinning shyly. "Thanks."

A broad shouldered teen peered over James's shoulder, his ebony hair scruffy and uniform even more skewed than James's. Teddy wondered if they had been play fighting earlier like puppies. "Hey, I got a cousin who's a Metamorphmagus. Keeps changing her face and scaring the living daylight from her Mum in the park." Sirius guffawed.

Teddy grin brightened; he'd never heard much about his mother, his Nan always got exceptionally quite while showing his pictures and, Teddy thought, tended to shift details to shine his Mum in the brightest of lights. He appreciated it of course, but it left him feeling as though he was only receiving half the picture. "I've never met another Metamorphmagus, we'll have to meet up and swap tips."

Sirius nodded sagely. "She'll like that; perhaps you can be her Christmas present."

"I would be honored." Teddy bowed his head, barely containing the urge to beam sunshine yellow. Sirius grinned at him, peering over him once and clapping him on the back.

"You'll do great things here, mate." Sirius promptly sat beside Remus – his Dad! – and complained on the lack of food on his plate. James came up to him, smiling as if Christmas had come early.

"Sorry about the mutt," He snorted at the 'Oi!' "His names Sirius, I'm James or Potter to some." He wiggled his eyebrows at an exasperated Lily, Teddy sniggered. "Nice ta meetcha." James shook his hand warmly and plunked on the bench beside Sirius.

Teddy met his godfather's gaze, they shared a hesitant smile. "Welcome or welcome back to Hogwarts!" Dumbledore beamed, spreading his arms to embrace everyone. Teddy could see his eyes twinkling from where he sat. "Now we have several announcements. Foremost I would like to introduce our new Defense against the Dark Art's Professor, Harrison Porter."

Teddy clapped madly, whopping loudly and startling Lily who joined him eagerly after a beat. Harry green eyes gleamed and Teddy knew he was stifling a grin. "You know him." Lily whispered smiling as their lonesome cheering died down, he nodded.

"My godfather." She blinked those green eyes several times and grinned, turning towards Professor Dumbledore as he began speaking.

"We are very fortunate to have him with us and I assure you, we will learn much from him." Harry stared adamantly at the wall; Teddy noticed the pink blush on his cheeks and vowed to tease him later. Dumbledore continued with several warnings, the sorting hat played its role, the school anthem sung to each owns tune – the marauders and two lanky gingers had adopted a mournful sailor beat, which Dumbledore conducted brightly – and then, with a wave of his hands warm food appeared on the tables.

Teddy sneezed at the sudden assault to his nose, noticing his father from the corner of his eye blinking away tears at the sudden scent and sneezing several times into a handkerchief. James clapped him on the back, mumbling and grabbing a drumstick; he turned to Sirius who was already wolfing down mash potatoes and the duo laughed as Remus grumbled, a smile twitching on his lips.

Teddy grinned at his empty plate, tightness in his throat. "Hey, you alright?" Lily asked. Teddy nodded grabbing a drumstick and later, some vegetables at Harry's defiant look from across the tables. "You two look close." Lily said, gesturing to where Harry was now in a reluctant conversation with Professor Slughorn.

Teddy shrugged, smiling despite himself. "He practically raised me with my Nan." Lily's face tightened briefly, then the smile became softer and she spun the conversation to his classes that year. She shared several grins and tips, several Teddy knew and several he did not. The conversation proceeded to his ability, and she was soon requesting faces. He happily obliged, glad for the distraction.

When desert appeared, Teddy snatched some chocolate and nibbled it thoughtfully, changing his ears from elfish to dwarfish and back. Lily giggled, shifting over as someone sat beside her. That was until she realized who it was and frowned questioningly. "What do you want Potter?"

James grinned, snatching some treacle tarts and waved them in front of her. "Just came for the goodies, sadly there is a lack where I sit." Teddy knew this to be a lie, and apparently Lily did too because she sighed and sucked her cherry lollipop. "So," James turned to Teddy. "Is it true you can change your face to look exactly like someone else's face?"

Teddy licked chocolate from his fingers. "There are some boundaries but yeah." He scrunched his brows together and when he opened them, James was beaming and Lily was flicking her gaze in pure horror.

"Oh Jesus have mercy!" James laughed loudly at Lily's aghast expression, she shivered. Teddy grinned at the two of them, still licking the chocolate from his fingers. Sirius bounded up, almost shoving a third year as he sat beside James and blinked several times at Teddy. Teddy waved.

"That is perf." Sirius told him deadpanned. "Still nothing as devilish handsome as this face though." He gestured to his own, ignoring James's snort. His eye twitched suddenly and he leaned forward conspiringly. "Would you mind helping us on a few endeavors in a slimy Slytherin disguise?" His thumb jerked behind him to the table embroidered with silver and green. "I know it may be traumatizing to look like one but it will benefi-Ow!" Sirius rubbed the back of his neck where Lily had just cuffed him.

"His hasn't even been here a day and your already trying to give him enemies." Lily crossed her arms, Sirius grinned, and he and James exchanged glances, conversing silently. Lily was obviously used to this since she sighed once more and leaned forward. "Just ignore them." She popped the lolly back into her mouth, content.

A hand fell on his shoulder. "Hey, I thought Padf-" For a moment, Teddy thought his heart was about to burst through his chest and flee while screaming. Remus – his father! – had noticed something amiss, scratched his temple and finally noticed Sirius and James on the opposite side of the table. "Oh, sorry." Remus smiled sheepishly. "You're Ted Edwards, the new fifth year?"

Teddy's heart deflated unwillingly at the title and shoved some chocolate near his father's nose so he wouldn't sniff out anything suspicious. Remus blinked, his lips twitching as he took the chocolate. "Thank you?"

Teddy nodded, taking his own and nibbling it even though his appetite was nonexistent. "Yeah. Welcome." He sighed, rearranging his face into something more familiar – he kept missing his mouth as James, different size lips did that.

Teddy was startled as Remus sat beside him with a grin, munching on his chocolate. "I see you've met those two." He pointed fondly to the now play-bickering dark haired duo; Teddy smiled in their direction and glanced toward Harry who was pushing something on his plate around.

"Yeah." He managed a smile. "Call me Teddy."

Remus leaned on his elbow and grinned and shook his hand with his free one. "Nice to meet ya, Teddy. I'm Remus, the other Gryffindor Prefect." He turned to Lily who smiled in his direction. "So, which school did you go until you fell of the wagon and ended up with us?" Teddy sniggered, shaking his head.

"Durmstang, though that is pretty far off the wagon so the fall could have been worse." Remus chuckled, his nose twitching and he asked Teddy some questions about the classes he was taking. Teddy thought he was steering from the topic off his godfather and vaguely understood his father had heard how Harry and his Nan had raised him.

Teddy was touched - that this was the man his Dad was -, but kinda resented the unfamiliarity between them. How could he not? When Remus brought up his ability, Teddy grinned his hair flashing turquoise with a wink. Remus laughed. "Got the ability from my Mum. Unfortunately her face was hereditary also." And with that he morphed his nose and lips into a yellow beak and began quaking.

Remus choked on his pumpkin juice, bursting into laughter and soon wiping mirth from his eyes. Lily was no better, her hair dunking into her chocolate pudding as she squealed, the laughing beginning to pain her. James beamed at Lily, then at him for spurring the laughing fit and snorted at Teddy, joining them whole heartedly. Sirius realizing what was going on, nearly fell off the bench – would have if he hadn't grabbed James shoulder -, his bark laugh echoing over the hall.

When Lily's giggled finally subsides, she pawed her eyes and turned, still smiling at a shyly beaming Teddy. "That is so cool." Teddy reverted his nose to something more natural. "How do you really look?"

Teddy pondered it for a moment, rubbed his nose and said. "Not actually quite sure." He morphed into what he presumed was natural – a slim heart shaped face with several freckles, the color and shape of his eyes flickering undecided and shook out his sandy hair. "Something like this, I think."

Lily grinned, a pink tinge to her cheeks and Teddy could instantly see the resemblance to Harry from a moment earlier. James soured at her response; Teddy wrinkled his nose as he chuckled. This was awkward.

Sirius jabbed a playful finger at him. "You look a bit like our good ole chap Remy here," He elbowed James. "Doesn't he?" Teddy turned to Remus as he peered at him; his nose was twitching again. Teddy slammed a bowl of pudding in front of him. Startled Remus stared at it as Teddy swirled it with a spoon.

"Love me some pudding." He said in answer to odd looks he received, he scooped some and sucked the spoon thoughtfully. Hoping he had averted the crisis; he didn't know exactly if Remus would recognize his scent from himself, or his half-werewolf status, or if he lied, or the panic and excitement that was zooming across his insides. His own sense of smell was good but varied; Remus's had to be better. And if Teddy could somewhat recognize the scents of emotion, then Remus surely could.

The topic quickly shifted to their own classes, from pranks performed by the Marauders previous years and Teddy had never been more delighted to hear of their escapades. Or see the shy, devious smile on his father's lips as he explained several pranks and the wolfish grin as he bickered easily with Sirius on who idea for a prank was. James was trying to garner Lily's attention but she mostly ignored him to chat to a blond hair girl beside her, after a while he sighed in defeat and injected himself into Remus and Sirius's playful argument.

Teddy listened, staring at his pudding and attempting to hide his stricken throat and wavering grin.

As dinner ended, Dumbledore bid them goodnight with a few merry words and disappeared. Students began heading into the dorm room, Teddy sighed in the direction of his godfather who was standing to his feet stiffly. Remus nudged him lightly in the shoulder, nodding his head in the direction of the hallway. "How about I show you where you'll be staying."

Teddy smiled, yawning into his hand. "Thanks." He spotted Lily with two other fifth year prefects escorting the first years to the dorms, Teddy frowned. He glanced at McGonagall over his shoulder who was speaking with Professor Flitwick. She didn't know of Harry's and Teddy's situation so why not just hand him off to the fifth year prefects?

Teddy mused, then set it down to Dumbledore and smiled wryly. "So what's your first impression of Hogwarts, Teddy?" Teddy blinked to see they were taking a more secluded passageway towards the dorm and smiled in the direction of his father-to-be.

He tried recalling what he first thought back when he was an ickle firstie, he grinned. "Big." Remus nodded, smiling. "Great chocolate." Remus's grin turned wolfish.

"That's true."

"So, since the chocolate's good. I'm good."

"A worthy moral to guide you through life." Remus surmised, smirking.

"I'm glad you approve." Teddy responded haughtily over his sniggers, Remus's amber eyes twinkled as they appeared in front of the Fat Lady's portrait.

"Grindylow." She swung open proudly; Remus and Teddy entered the packed common room. Remus greeted fellow Gryffindor's, smiling all the while. He explained briefly functions of the common room, gesturing over chattering student's heads. Teddy smiled, holding his robes tighter over his shoulders and happy to just stand beside the teen that would become his father. "…up here, are the dorm rooms…"

Teddy trailed after him; Remus spotted someone and took the stairs two at a time until he was beside a small plump boy with blond hair and grinned, grabbing him into a tight hug. "…didn't see you at the Feast…"

The boy smirked proudly as they drew apart. "I was sitting by Vesta, y'know the one…" Remus rubbed his neck, his cheeks pink. Teddy stood off to the side, watching the exchange in forced passiveness. "I'll be asking for tips…"

"Ugh, Peter." Remus groaned, laying a hand on his shoulder as he sagged. Peter chuffed. "Pads will probably want to coach you now." Peter smirk widened, he shook Remus's hand off and headed down the stairs.

"See ya later Rem." Remus muttered something sourly at his back. Teddy snorted, unable to stop overhearing the faint grumbling. Remus blushed again, staring at the ceiling for the will to move onwards and shook his head.

"Sorry about that…Anyway, the boy's fifth year dorms-" Remus shoved a door; it opened into a familiar large room, with four beds. Two teen rummaging through a trunk at the end of one bed, stared as he entered. He waved in greeting. "Your bed is the one on the right." Remus pointed.

Teddy nodded slowly; Remus oblivious to his anxiety. "Thanks." He managed; Remus waved dismissively and smiled.

"It was my pleasure." And with that he left, Teddy watched painfully as his Dad took the stairs two at a time to the dorm above. Teddy sighed, smiling softly at the room's occupants, after a cursory glance one scowled while the other waved shyly and turned back to whatever they were staring at in the trunk.

Teddy sat beside his trunk, suddenly feeling a cold drift and very alone. The two chattered between them filling the silence somewhat. He leaned against the wall, crossing his legs and rummaged around in his trunk.

He sighed when he pulled out, a sleek red toy car. A collectible item, not a toy, Mitch insisted. Teddy fingered it absently, wondering whether he would ever hear Mitch's muggle rambles on how horridly outdated the Wizarding world was, again.

He felt out of place, wrong in his own skin. Teddy hauled the curtains shut, breathing heavily in the dimmed bed, glaring at the shiny car in his white grip. It was horrendously wrong; he shouldn't be able to meet Dad. He most defiantly shouldn't be able to meet him when Remus hadn't the foggiest who he was.

Teddy couldn't count how many times he had traveled the corridors of Hogwarts wishing he had some inkling to where they chattered with their friends, or lounged, or if they had any embarrassing incidents, so he could picture them there, grinning and young and alive. He tugged on his hair, partially deranged.

Teddy always wished he would have his own memories of his parents, everything he heard passed through secondary witnesses. It wasn't fair…and now that he had a chance, an opportunity to meet them. He was that transfer fifth year with that ability, to his Mum he was probably going to be her cousin Sirius's friend. That was if he ever got a chance to meet her…and she would be younger than him.

Teddy groaned into his hands. His Mum was an eight year old! Al was eight!

Instead of contemplating this further, Teddy thought on the Entrance Feast and doubted he would sleep that night, or any night they were stuck there.

He flopped onto his pillow and haphazardly tossed his shoes out. He buried the toy car that been in his pocket when they had fallen under his clothes in his trunk, extracted some plaid pajama trousers and a shirt he didn't think he would change into and knocked his trunk to the floor.

A/N: since it was a long one it may take a while for the next to come. Hope you enjoy.