Chapter three! Sorry it was so long comming! I'm way too busy atm :)


"Oi, Teddy! Wolfy! Wake up!" Vlad was shaking the covers of Teddys bed. "Breakfast! Hurry up." Teddy blinked sleepily and, noticing everyone was busy showering and getting dressed, decided to do the same.

The Great Hall was filled with a thousand chattering voices and the clattering of cutlery on plates. Teddy helped himself to a large helping of scrambled eggs as he and the others discussed their timetables.

"Dad says divination is a drag." Muttered Vlad through a mouthful of bacon.

"Yeah, Harry said the same." Agreed Teddy. "It's defence against the dark arts I want to learn. I kinda want to be an Auror." He blushed.

Vlad clapped an arm round his neck. "Same here wolfy!"

"Isn't it meant to be a bit… y'know… dangerous?" asked Gus nervously.

"Nahh. Not anymore it isn't. Not with Voldemort done and dusted with." Jez grinned at the worried Gus. Vlad put on a low menacing voice.

"That doesn't mean Auror's don't have to work you know! There're plenty of other dark witches and wizards out there. Just waiting for the right moment…" He grabbed Gus's wrists, "TO STRIKE!" Gus screamed in terror, dropping his fork onto the floor. There were titters of disapproval from the prefects and scattered sniggers from the Hufflepuff table. Teddy laughed so hard that he snorted his pumpkin juice out his nose. Gus glared at Vlad, who was grinning at his audience.

"What do you recon the defence against the dark arts teacher is like?" Asked Jez, changing the subject quickly.

"Dunno. Professor something-or-other. Never heard of him." Vlad shoved another forkful of bacon into his mouth. Teddy peered at his timetable.

"It says here… 'Professor Nim-bel-for-shank-a-bell'" He spelt it out slowly.

"Give it here." Jez snatched it off Teddy. "Professor Nimblefourshanceble. Its pronounced 'nim-bel-for-chanse-a-bull' dimwit."

"Nimblefourshancebledimwit. What a mouthful." Vlad grinned mischievously at Jez who promptly hit him over the head with Teddy's timetable.

"Come on." Teddy laughed at his friends "We should get to our first lesson."

"And it is…" Gus consulted the timetable before groaning in disgust "Eurghhhhhhh. Potions."


"I'm so TIRED!" Groaned Jeremy, collapsing into a chair by the fire in the Gryffindor common room. The four friends had endured a whole day of stressful lessons. Their professors had not been lenient on anyone, despite it being the first day of term.

"Yeah, me too." Agreed Gus who was lying on his belly, attempting to read a particularly large and complicated looking book. "I've got tonnes of homework already."

"It's ridiculous! We've only been back a day… SHOVE OFF… and already they're piling on the work." Vlad glared at the forth years who'd tried to turf him out of the comfy chair he was sitting in.

"Vlad! Jez, Gus! Look at this!" Teddy was pointing excitedly at the notice board.

"What is it Wolfy?" Vlad wandered over to have a look.

"Can someone read out what it says, I'm too tired to get up." Jez grinned.

"It's about Quidditch tryouts!" cried Teddy excitedly. "There will be Quidditch tryouts tomorrow afternoon for anyone interested!"

"Blimy that's a bit soon isn't it. Whoever's captain this year must be really keen."

"You seem pretty keen to, eh Teddy? You any good at Quidditch?" Gus looked up from his book. Teddy blushed.

"Well, I've practiced a lot…with Harry, y'know? And… well… I really want to…" He trailed off.

"Harry Potter? Ay, he was a good Quidditch player make no mistake." Vlad and Teddy whipped round in the direction of the voice to see a tall, brown haired boy. He had a thick, Scottish accent and a badge reading "Quidditch Captain" glinted on his jumper.

"You are…?" Vlad eyed the older boy up suspiciously.

"Fergus Wood. Quidditch Captain fer Gryffindor. Are yous lot signing up for try-outs?"

"Yeah, we are." Smiled Teddy. "How do you know Harry?"

"Oh, I don't. But me dad talks aboot him a lot y'ken? Me dad's Oliver Wood, used to be at school wi' Harry. Best seeker he'd ever seen he says." Fergus winked at Teddy.

"You're dad's Oliver Wood?" Jez suddenly shot out of his seat. "But he's…"

"Manager for Chudley Cannons!" Gus finished Jeremy's sentence in an awed whisper. Fergus chuckled and rolled his eyes.

"The name never fails to impress you firs' years."

"Chudley Cannons are like my favourite team EVER!" Gus held up his already tatty homework diary, which had been covered with 'Chudley Cannons' stickers.

"How's your dad's leg?" Teddy asked. Oliver and Harry had kept in touch since their school days, the odd letter and such. Teddy obviously knew about Oliver's injury, which prevented him from flying any longer, but Harry never mentioned that Oliver had a son!

Fergus scowled. "It still plays up sometimes, but he's happy with the team. I can tell he misses flying though."

Vlad decided it was high time he spoke. "Well, excuse me for not knowing who the Chubley Cannons are…"

"It's CHUDLEY."

"Whatever Gus. But I've never heard of Oliver Wood."

Fergus smiled. "I would love to stay and small talk with yous guys, but I'll let Teddy fill you in."

"How do you know my name?" Teddy frowned, had he met this boy before?

"Well you can't expect a proud Godfather not to send photos of his Godson along with his letters can you?" Fergus grinned craftily "I'll see yous lot tomorrow afternoon."

Teddy was left startled and blushing.

"God, you know just about everyone don't you Ted!" Vlad laughed as he sat back down in his chair. "So explain to me who this 'Oliver Wood' bloke is."

"He'sonlythemanagerofthebestquidditchteaminthewholeentireworld!" Gabbled Gus excitedly.

"In English please Augustus." Said Jeremy in mock sternness.

"Or Russian." Grinned Vlad.

"Oliver Wood went to school with Harry." Explained Teddy, settling himself by the fire. "He was Quidditch Captain for Gryffindor, and after leaving school he played as Keeper for a couple of local Quidditch teams. But he got really, really good. Was snapped up to play for England at the next world cup!"

"So why isn't he world famous by now?"

"He got attacked by a couple of death eaters, just before Voldemort's defeat. His legs got hexed and one of them never recovered. He had to give up flying. So now he's manager of the Chudley Cannons."

"And they're top of the league! It's amazing. He's the best manager ever." Gus was gazing dreamily into the fire.

"All right, all right. Calm down Gus. Anyone would think you were in love with him or something." Jeremy teased. They all laughed as Gus blushed a deep scarlet and buried his head in the Potions book he was studying from.

"So are we all going to the try-outs tomorrow then?" Jeremy asked the group.

"Yeah. I think it's worth a shot. I've never really played Quidditch." Vlad scratched his head as Teddy stared at him.

"Never?"

"Well, I've flown obviously, but I've never really tried the sport. Dunno why. But there's a first time for everything right?"

"Yeah. It's amazing. You'll love it." Teddy could tell that Vlad would be good at it. It seemed to him that Vlad was the sort of person who was good at everything. He had already shown his intelligence in lessons, although he didn't seem to try hard at all. He was always messing around and joking, but had done well in all the small assignments they had done in lessons so far. Teddy got up and headed towards the staircase. "I'm going to go write a letter to Harry." He said. "I'll see you guys up there."

"Already? Wolfy we've only been back a day, there can't be that much to write home about!" Jez playfully flicked his wand in mid-air.

"Yeah there is." Grinned Teddy. He made his way over to his dorm and sat down on the windowsill. Placing a piece of parchment over a book to lean on, he dipped his quill into an inkwell and began to write:

Dear Harry,

Hogwarts is amazing. It's exactly like you said it would be. I got into Gryffindor (!!!) and have made loads of friends already. They're all in Gryffindor too! I saw Luna, although we have to call her Professor Longbottom, and Hagrid. I haven't seen Neville yet but I have him tomorrow I think. The fat lady (The Gryffindor portrait hole, do you remember?) has got you as her password. Imagine that! Your name is the password for the Gryffindor common room! It's really funny.

Guess what! Today I met Fergus Wood, Oliver Wood's son! How come you never told me about him? I never knew Oliver had a son. He's captain of Quidditch and I try-outs are tomorrow. I'm really, really nervous. I know I've practiced with you loads, but I'm still nervous.

Give my love to Aunt Ginny, Nana Tonks and everyone. I miss you all.

Love Teddy

He sealed the letter and left it on the desk by his bed, asserting to take it to find Flint in the owlery in the morning. Climbing into bed, Teddy let all his thoughts and feelings about the day whiz round his head. When he finally managed to get to sleep, he slept so deeply he didn't even hear the other three enter.


Again, sorry for the long wait. But updates will be slow. Maybe faster in the x-mas hols :)