This is my entry for Beeabeeon49's prompt competition. There will be seventy seven chapters, all one shots, in no particular order, all with different lengths, different characters, different genres. I may not update this regularly as I have exams and several other ongoing fics. I will finish this though!

Prompt 4. Warmth

Characters: Teddy Lupin

Disclaimer: I do not own anything under the Harry Potter franchise. This is fan written for fans to read. No copywrite infringement intended.

Teddy waited, listening, barely breathing. It was New Years Eve, about half an hour before the New Year. Teddy wasn't that excited about it. It was only a new year, after all. What made it so special? It was just like any other year. Soon enough, all the grownups would be complaining that it was a horrible year and so stressful. What was the point of getting excited about something that would be stressful?

Grandma had fallen asleep on the sofa – silly Grandma! – and Teddy wanted to make sure she was really fast asleep before he made his move. She was breathing slowly and snoring in the way only Grandma snored. She called it ladylike. Teddy called it piggylike.

Teddy turned around and tiptoed upstairs, avoiding the creaky bits. His hair turned from bright gold – Harry said he should choose a bright colour for holidays like this – to honey brown as he concentrated. In that moment, Teddy looked very much like his Dad.

Slowly and carefully, he made his way into Grandma's room. It was dark in here: the curtains were drawn. Teddy made his way quietly across to his target: his Grandma's bed. Walking around to her side, he crawled under the bed and pulled out a cardboard box. Holding his breath, he lifted the lid and pulled out the object on the top: a photo album.

Teddy replaced the box under the bed, and clambered up into Grandma's bed. He turned on the lamp, and spent a moment just looking at the cover of the album. It was colourful, jigsaw pattern, with smiles and teddies. Teddy wrapped the duvet closer around him and opened the album. On the inside cover, scrawled in faded but still working colour changing ink, were the words:

'To our wonderful son, Teddy Lupin, with love, Mummy and Daddy'

Then underneath, in brackets and written in far neater writing, was the words:

'(Nymphadora and Remus Lupin)'

And below that:

'DON'T CALL ME NYMPHADORA!'

Teddy ran his fingers over the old words, knowing his mummy and daddy had once written them. It made him kind of sad, but there was a kind of warmth in his chest (Harry would say his heart) that made him feel very confused. Teddy did not know if he wanted to laugh or to cry.

These little words were proof his mummy and daddy were actually there. Harry and Grandma and Ginny and all of his big family said how nice and good and brave his mummy and daddy were, but it didn't meant that much to Teddy. These words were proof that mummy and daddy loved him, and as Teddy began to look through the album, the warm feeling in his chest got bigger even as he started to cry.

Teddy traced his fingers of the captions of each photo, smiling and crying at the same time. He felt warm and sad at the same time. The photos were all of his mummy and daddy and him, all smiling and laughing and waving. His mummy had bright hair too and Teddy turned his hair pink to match. He looked a lot like his daddy too; Teddy smiled the same way as his daddy did.

Teddy closed the photo album and hugged it close. The warm feeling was still there.

Chapter 4! Reviews are welcome and replied to!