"Teddy!"
The young boy stirred slightly, his eyes partially opening before giving up and closing them again. Ten more minutes and then he would get up…
He suddenly sat up and looked at the clock on the bedside table.
7:23am
1st September
He practically jumped out of bed, walking over to the window and opening the curtains. The sun hadn't fully risen yet, and the sky was a mixture of yellows, oranges and pinks. There were a few clouds dotted around in the sky but there was no hint of rain. He hoped that it was a sign that his journey to Hogwarts would go well. He made his way over to the trunk at the end of his bed, flicking open the locks and pushed open the top.
Hogwarts. After years of waiting he would finally be going.
Seconds later he heard a gentle knocking on his door followed by the sound of Ginny's voice. "Teddy are you awake?"
"Yeah" he called out.
"Breakfast will be ready in about five minutes"
"Ok. I'll get dressed and then I'll be down".
He turned back to his trunk. The open curtains didn't provide a huge amount of light, but he could mostly make out what was inside. He picked out a pair of jeans and a jumper that were near the top as well as clean socks and underwear. He got changes and slipped on the same shoes that he had worn the day before. He looked at himself in a mirror which rested against the wall, having to crouch a little because he was a little too tall. It did belong to a six-year-old.
His trainers were worn with months of constant use. They were black with grey lines down the outer side which were previously white. He wore a plain pair of black jeans which he would probably grown out of in a few weeks. He had a dark brown kitted jumper on which he only wore on more important days. Harry had given it to him for his birthday that year and told him that is was similar to what his father used to wear. It was still a little big for him, so he had to roll up the sleeves and it hung against his thin frame. He didn't care though because he felt that his father was with him in some way. His hair contrasted the rest of his appearance. It had changed back to blue during the night and it was a mess. He tried to flatten it a little, but it didn't do much. Changing his hair back to mousy brown, he stepped back an looked at himself. He was the average height for his age, lanky and pale. People said that he looked a lot more like his father than his mother, but he had characteristics of both. His personality was a mixture of the two.
After he was happy with his appearance, he put his pyjamas in his trunk and pulled it shut, quickly turning and running down the stairs and into the kitchen.
What felt like hours passed and Teddy was sat in the living room, staring out of the window like the previous day. He could see Harry trying to lift his heavy trunk into the back of a car outside whilst Ginny wrestled with the three younger children, trying to get them to sit still and get them safely fastened into the car. He managed to get the trunk into the car and motioned to Teddy that they were ready to go. Teddy grabbed the same backpack that he had the day before, ran out of the house and jumped into the car. He fastened his seatbelt and struggled to keep himself from bouncing in his seat. In the meantime, Harry and Ginny sat in the front seats of the car, the former at the wheel.
On the outside the car appeared to be normal but, on the inside, it held more than enough space for everyone to fit comfortably. The three kids had enough room in the back even with the baby's car seat. It was one of the Ministry of Magic's cars which Hermione, the current Minister, had let them borrow for the journey. She had sent Teddy a letter a few days prior apologising for not being able to come and send him of. He understood. She was very busy. Harry started up the car and looked at Teddy through the front mirror.
"You ready?"
"Yep!"
They started moving and Teddy looked out of the window grinning. Off they went to King's Cross