When we sat back down I tried to make conversation.

"So I know I shouldn't make assumptions, but, Hufflepuff?"

"Don't know yet, but my mother was one." He replied.

"Well I'm sure she is great."

"Probably was."

It took me a minute to figure out what that meant. I said nothing and looked down at my lap.

"Sorry about what I said earlier." Wilbur said, breaking the silence. "My mom said that Hufflepuffs were just the kids who fit into no other house."

"Wilbur!" Emily said and I was starting to think she regretted introducing him as a friend.

Wilbur looked down embarrassed, showing off his head of black hair. I immediately started shipping Emily and Wilbur. I would have to come up with a ship name for them later.

I looked out the window but thought of something.

"I never caught your name."

"It's Teddy."

"Lupin?" I said turning my head so fast my light brown hair smacked him in the face.

"Ack. Yes?" He said slowing that last word.

I suddenly felt the urge to give him a hug, but decided against it. I felt bad. He had been through so much as a child.

"Did you read Harry Potter?"

"Yes. Practically everyone in the muggle world has."

"And I'm... I'm in it?"

"Ya." I thought about it and decided to add something else. "Your mom was one of my favorite char- people." I realized that these people weren't just characters in a book.

"You read about my mom?" He asked his voice a bit shaky.

"Mhm. And your dad. You should read them. Might give you a better idea about who they were. Might not, I don't know how accurate J.K. Rowling was..."

" I would trust her. I have met Joanne and she has done almost everything she can to make these books accurate."

"Wait you've met J.K. Rowling?"

"Yes. Maybe Harry can introduce you sometime. And about the books, well I never felt the need to read them because my godfather is the real thing, but I will look into them sometime."

"Your godfather is... Harry Potter?" Emily asked, the awe on her face.

"Yes."

"I wish my godfather was Harry freaking Potter." Wilbur said looking excited.

"Did Harry and Ginny get married?" I said suddenly eager for answers.

"So, you are a muggleborn?" he asked, finally catching on.

"Yes, now tell me."

"Ya, they've been married for almost ten years now. They have three kids: James Sirius Potter, who's 5, Albus Severus Potter, he's 4, and Lily Luna Potter, who is just about 1."

I got tears in my eyes from happiness. I had read those books over and over for years wondering what had happened afterwards. These books meant so much to me.

"Ron and Hermione?"

"Two kids: Rose and Hugo. They... are you okay?"

"Ya. Fine."

"You seem more attached to my family than I am."

"Well, I just have been reading these stories since I was a child. And now, to know that these people who meant so much to me are real, and they've started families and lives of their own." I sniffled. "I'm sorry. I tend to get really attached to stories and the people within them."

Everyone settled into an awkward silence. Apparently none of them have found a book they like.