Summary: [1st fic!! DH SPOILERS!! Teddy Lupin's story of early years at Hogwarts. Friends, Quidditch and Wizard Puberty!!

Disclaimer I own nothing….especially not Harry Potter. Sirius's quote stolen from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows!!

Harry slumped into the armchair next to the sofa he had just laid his godson on. Teddy was flat out, but was still twitching, a sight that concerned Harry dearly. The cut on his nose was still bleeding indefinitely, and no amount of magic could stop it, so Harry wrapped a cloth round Teddy's face to try and steady the flow.

Head in hands, Harry wondered what the cause for this change in his godson could have been. It had been a normal night; the family was sitting around the table together, except James who had decided that he didn't want to eat his potatoes so was walking around the kitchen, much to Ginny's annoyance.

Then they heard a whooshing noise coming from the living room. Harry had looked up, as James had gone to investigate. It could have just been Ron or Hermione calling without telling them, however unlike his sister-in-law that may be.

However, when James yelled out, Harry sprang from his feet and ran into the living room doorway. Ginny gasped and held James's shoulder. Harry vaulted over the sofa in the middle of the room and clutched Teddy's arms. His godson had his head in his hands and was shaking uncontrollably. There was blood dripping from his nose and scratches over his arms, which were now covered in a layer of dull brown hair. His skin was a murky grey colour and his hair was much darker than before.

A wave of panic swept over Harry as he realised what this might mean. He told Ginny to leave the room with the kids just as Teddy looked up so Harry could see his face. Teddy's brow was furrowed and his mouth was open, obviously in pain. However, what concerned Harry the most was the sharp canines and yellow eyes that Teddy now sported. Harry was about to reach for his wand when Teddy slumped to the floor.

But how could it happen? Harry asked himself He obviously didn't fully transform tonight, but why did he react to the moonlight this way, and why only today?

Questions flooded through Harry's mind as he wiped his glasses. He heard Ginny and James arguing from upstairs, James saying something about wanting to see Teddy. Harry smiled as he stood up and knelt by his godson; James worshipped Teddy and would never let anything bad happen to him. Although Teddy didn't know it, James was devastated when Teddy went to Hogwarts.

Harry moved the hair off Teddy's face, and wiped the blood off his forehead. His heart ached for this young boy, Teddy had lost his parents at a young age, but had never let it bother him, much like George. Maybe that's why they get on so well with each other Harry considered. Teddy had been made to endure his grandmother's convictions over his father that led him to live with Harry in the first place. He was a cheerful, bright young boy that was great with Harry's children, despite having to lose some of the attention in the household. Teddy was excelling in most classes (although potions and care of magical creatures left much to be desired) and he was a superb Quidditch player.

This boy does not deserve this.

Tears welled up in Harry's eyes, threatening to spill over, he rested his head on the arm of the sofa and tried to hold the tears back, however unsuccessfully. He was crying for Teddy but he was also crying for Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks. They had lost their lives so prematurely it was frightening. Harry knew Remus and Tonks would be overjoyed in the way Harry had raised their son, but the fact that they weren't here was unfair.

This must be how Sirius felt about my parents Harry considered. Harry missed his godfather as much as Teddy's parents. He would give anything for Sirius to be back to reassure him, as he did on the grounds of Hogwarts after they had met, as he did in writing during the Triwizard Tournament, as he did during the Christmas of Harry's fifth year, as he did when appeared to Harry through the resurrection stone, and Harry had asked him if dying hurts.

'Dying? Not at all. Quicker and easier than falling asleep'

Harry laughed at the image of his godfather that lay etched in his mind, wiped his eyes and stood, looking at his own godson. Harry wanted Teddy to know that Harry would always be there for him, in the way that Sirius had hoped to be for Harry, before he went to Azkaban.

Harry looked up to see Ginny standing in the doorway, looking at him.

'James finally gone to bed?' Harry asked.

'Yeah, after much deliberation.' Ginny replied, walking over to where her husband stood, 'I felt bad putting him to bed, he loves Teddy so much, he said he thought he could help.'

Harry smiled and put his arm round Ginny.

'Is it what I think it is?' Ginny asked reluctantly.

'I'm not sure,' replied Harry truthfully, 'he didn't transform fully, so I guess that's to do with being only half Remus's son. The question that has been bugging me is why hasn't it happened before?'

Ginny didn't answer, bent down and wiped Teddy's face with a cloth. He had stopped twitching, but was shaking, obviously not having a comfortable rest. She stood up, remembering that an owl had arrived minutes before and handed a letter to Harry.

Without a sound, Harry ripped the letter open, noticing the Hogwarts seal. Of course, Harry thought, Hogwarts wont know where Teddy is, he must have come here himself.

Harry recognised the familiar writing of Minerva McGonagall and began to read.

Harry,

Please reply to this message urgently. Teddy has not been seen since breakfast this morning, where he left the hall looking rather ill. His friends alerted me when they couldn't find him later in the day and we are all very worried. Teachers are searching for him but do not know where to look. If you have any ideas as to where Teddy may go, please let us know. Also, feel free to come and see me if you require more information.

Sorry for the brief nature of this letter, you must be as worried as we are, but it is essential that we waste no time in finding Teddy.

Yours, Minerva.

Harry re-read the letter and imagined how he would have felt, should Teddy have not made his way here through the Floo Network. He was grateful, at least, that it didn't happen that way. Harry turned the paper over and scribbled a quick Teddy's here, we've got him, he's asleep. He traveled by floo. Ill be over to Hogwarts in the morning, we have something to discuss, before going into the kitchen and attaching the letter to the Tawny owl that stood on the sideboard, obviously coming from Hogwarts.

'Be quick,' he told it, releasing it into the night sky, lit brightly by a full moon, and went to go and sit with his wife and his godson for the rest of the night.

A/N There we go! Chapter 4 up. I thought a bit of reflection was in order cause I couldn't help but think that this fic is going at quite a pace! Please R&R, any suggestions would be grateful too. Sorry about the naff-ness of the letter from McGonagall, it was soooo hard to write because she's not really an informal woman, huh? Thanks for reading!!