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March 2011

Teddy ran across the hallway. Someone was heard crying and screaming. Professor Longbottom went to check what was happening. Again, Teddy had pulled a prank on one of the students. He had always been doing so since he was in his first year. It wasn't uncommon for Teddy to land in detention and even the professors are tired of deducting House points from Gryffindor because of him. Teddy doesn't seem to care about anything.

The professors can condemn his behavior but not his mind. Teddy is one of the top students in school. He gets very high grades. Unexpected grades from a student that dozes off and causing too much trouble. Many thinks he cheats on exams, but the professors highly doubt it. Teddy has a brilliant mind. That's how he can cast spells for his pranks. Some spells he casts aren't meant for wizards his age. Many professors shake their heads saying he's wasting off his talents.

And what do you think you'd ever say?

"You're talented, brilliant, and hardworking as far as I could tell because you've submitted every single piece of homework," said Professor Longbottom exasperatedly. It seemed that nothing would go through the boy, not all the sermons in the world. "You're wasting all this on pranks? I know what it feels like to have no parents because I practically lost mine as far as I can remember and I was also raised by my grandmother, but this attitude is very much unacceptable. Your father was a professor here. What do you think he'd say if he sees you like this?"

Teddy rolled his eyes. "He's dead. He'll never see me."

"What is wrong with you?" Teddy looked at Professor Longbottom. He had never raised his voice and he was never this impatient. "Professor Lupin was one of the best professors there was in Hogwarts. No matter what his circumstances were, he fought against it. He stood up against the odds. What are you complaining about? He was the one who suffered," he pointed out.

"Yeah, and he passed on the suffering to me," countered Teddy. He hated it when Professor Longbottom made his father as an example. Harry had told him that his father was a werewolf before he entered Hogwarts. Teddy was jeered upon by the Slytherins. He was loathed by some other students from the other three different Houses. They never let him forget who his father was. Pranks were the only way he could find his happiness, even if he had to do them alone. He didn't have a friend in Hogwarts. No one wanted to be.

Professor Longbottom stared straight at Teddy's eyes. "I'm surprised Harry didn't disown you as a godson with this attitude." Professor Longbottom had gotten irritated by now. He tried to be patient with Teddy. He tried to understand him. But he felt Teddy didn't want to help himself. "I give up on your case, Lupin."

Teddy blinked. "Finally?" he asked. It was the last straw. Professor Longbottom could no longer hold his temper. He cursed under his breath and yelled for Teddy to get out of the office. Teddy went out and slowly closed the door behind him. It wasn't that he disliked Professor Longbottom. In fact, he found the professor's lectures interesting, though he never showed it. He just didn't like anyone talking to him as if they were his father.

"Hey werewolf-boy. It's the full moon tonight," sneered a Slytherin, two years older than he is. Teddy rolled his eyes. The Slytherin boy and his friend walked up to him. They both took out their wands and pointed it at Teddy. "That was clearly disrespect," hissed the boy with a big fat ugly head, according to Teddy's eyes.

Teddy narrowed his own eyes. "Who the hell would respect a git like you?" he hissed back. He took out his own wand. "I don't think you'd be very smart if you cast a spell out here, right in front of Longbottom's office. Maybe you'd like to join me in detention?" he asked.

The two Slytherins lowered their wands, but they still had smirks on their faces. "I never knew you were a teacher's pet, Lupin." Teddy raised an eyebrow. He calmly looked at the two Slytherins, as calmly as he could. Inside, he was about to kill them and tear them into shreds. It would be n ideal thing to d if only they were his size, or so he thought. The Slytherin boys grinned evilly. "I bet your father was ashamed that he gave birth to a werewolf junior that's why he decided to act heroic and battle. The real reason was, Lupin, was he didn't want you. It's far more honorable the way he died, really."

"Damn you," cursed Teddy. He pointed his wand straight at the Slytherin boys. "Silencio," he muttered. He walked off from the Slytherin boys without them saying another word about him. Teddy grinned, knowing that although he was a lot smaller, he was a lot smarter. It was the only weapon he had with him, his brain. He knew it was something he had to thank his father for.

I won't listen anyway…

That month of the year came when Teddy almost always received a Howler. Everyone knew that apart from letters and gifts, which were regular for almost everybody, Teddy Lupin would receive a Howler. He had almost gotten used to his grandmother's yelling by now that he had gotten numb to the fact that she was even yelling at him.

"You don't know what you life is going to be like when you are expelled Ted Remus Lupin! I won't baby you and let you come home crying, that's for sure. I didn't raise you to become a hateful boy you are now, causing so much trouble for your professors. The Headmistress sends me everything you do per WEEK! Per WEEK, Teddy, meaning that you never do anything right in a month! You should be ashamed of yourself. You have a bright future ahead of you and you're wasting all of it. I can't believe this! I shouldn't have spoilt you so much! Maybe my friends were right. Maybe I should have given you a smack or two. Sympathy will never work with you, will it, Ted? I hope one day life smacks at your face and you'll realize how stupid you are right now. I will not be there to put my arm around you when that time comes. You are on your own, Ted Lupin. You hear me? ON YOUR OWN!"

The Howler tore itself into shreds. Everyone stared at Teddy who looked dully at the Howler, as if it was nothing but another regular letter. Teddy shook his head and sighed. He walked off to the Quidditch field. Maybe it was because of his pent up anger that won him a spot as a Beater. Maybe because it was his bottled up frustration that got him the position. No matter what it was, Teddy had been part of the Gryffindor team since second year and he is one of the priced players of the team.

"You're late," said the team captain, Gary Droll. He eyes Teddy as Teddy mounted the broom. "Look at me, Lupin. I am talking to you." Teddy looked at him nonchalantly. Gary took a deep breath. "You are not a child anymore, Lupin. Don't act like one." Teddy blinked. Gary waved his hand. "Go on. Have practice with them," he said.

Teddy kicked off from the ground. He flew up into the sky. He loved to fly. It took his mind away from everything, even his bitterness. The wind blowing past him always makes him feel calmer than ever. He loved life on the air. Many times he wished he was born an owl. Teddy grabbed his bat tight and hit the Bludger coming towards his way.

"If it wasn't for you being a great Beater I doubt you'd be on this team," hissed Ben Reel, a sixth year. He'd been trying to be friends with Teddy for so long but Teddy always so reluctant. Ben is a Chaser for the Gryffindor team. Teddy rolled his eyes. Ben sighed. "You don't have to be so cocky. Do you have an idea how much people in this team hate you? They'd kick you off the minute you'd make a mistake if they can," he warned.

Teddy looked carelessly at the sky. "Let them. I don't need the team for me to live life, do I?" He swopped down after the Bludger and hit it. It went right through one of the posts. Ben flew in Teddy's level. Teddy looked at him. "I didn't ask for this position. I wasn't the one who begged to be on the team. The team came to me."

"Why do you have to be terribly bigheaded?" asked Ben. He shook his head disapprovingly. "Even with the smarts and good looks, no girl is ever going to come crawling to you with that attitude. You'll soon regret it, I tell you. I've been there, done that. You need to deflate your head a bit. Come back to earth where you belong. I know your story. My parents knew your mother. I feel for you, Ted, but this just isn't the way you should be. Here at school, no one really cares what you've gone through," he pointed out. "We're equals here."

Teddy looked away from Ben. "And they're all equally putting me down and badmouthing my genes," he said. "I know you're trying to cheer me up, but it won't help. I don't need it. I'm all right." Teddy pulled his broom and flew thirty feet above Ben. He knew it was a lie, what he said. He wasn't all right and he doubted that he would be. No one would be able to understand him, what he feels. Some gets close, like Professor Longbottom and Harry, but not close enough. They aren't sons of werewolves. In fact, people think their parents died a worthy cost, unlike his whose cause of death no one even witnessed.

You don't know me

"Three hundred and twelve," Professor Binns said, handing Teddy's parchment to Teddy. He looked at Teddy's bored face. "I never knew you paid attention to my lectures. You're the only student who got past the last ten questions," he said. Murmurs came all throughout the room. Teddy could her some of them say that he had cheated on the exam. Professor Binns must have heard it too because he added, "With and anti-cheating quill too."

No one could doubt Teddy's brilliant mind. He had to do minimal studying to perfect an exam. He rarely went to the library for a read. But when he did, it was on a special occasion. Professors and students alike are marveled at Teddy's mind. No one could read his thoughts. He was simply a brilliant boy, disturbed, but brilliant nonetheless.

Of all Teddy hated, it's Harry's letters. No, it wasn't that Harry bombards him with lengthy sermons like professors and his grandmother does. In fact, he rarely gives him sermons in his letters. It's always rather annoyingly encouraging and cheerful. Teddy saw his owl Pork fly through the window and deliver him the letter. Teddy sighed and tore it open since he had nothing better to do.

Dear Ted,

I heard from Neville that you did more than excellent in your Herbology exam. He was quite excited to tell me that you might proceed to the next level as the top of the batch again, just as you did the past two years. Your parents must be very proud of you. If they were here to see you, I'd bet they'd have a heck of a smile. Your grandmother told me of your new adventures this week. I won't tell you what to do. You're a smart kid. You know what's right from wrong. You can make your own choices now. You're a teenager, even if it's hard for me to admit it. You'll be on your way out of Hogwarts before you know it. Keep your head up high, no matter what people tell you. You're special, remember that. I will always be here for you. Keep up the good work, stay in Hogwarts (it's hard when you've been expelled), and keep safe. Hope you have a happy weekend at Hogsmeade. Write back if you've got the time.

Harry

Teddy folded Harry's letter and shoved it into his pocket. He didn't want to admit the fact that Harry's letter made him feel lighthearted. Harry never criticizes him. He never says a word about his pranks. Teddy clung onto Harry's every word in his letters, though he would never admit he does. Keep your head up high. That's what Harry told him.

Out of the blue, little Victoire Weasley walked up to him. Teddy and Victoire rarely talked. "Are you all right?" Victoire asked. Teddy was sort of stunned. He and Victoire used to be playmates, but this all stopped when Teddy turned seven. Too rough, Bill always said. They had never gotten to get together much from then on. "You look sad." Teddy gazed into Victoire's eyes. "Why do you always look so lonely?" she asked.

Lonely. It was a word Teddy could never really understand. He felt it ever so often, though he never shows it. Pranks are the best medicines to loneliness. It takes away every negative feeling Teddy has inside him as he laughed. No one would ever understand this. No one would ever know that behind his happy-go-lucky attitude is a scared boy wanting badly to be held and to be told that everything would turn out all right.

"I don't," said Teddy. He looked at Victoire. He could still remember her laughter from before when the both of them tore across the parks yelling their heads of…playing as if they were friends. Teddy turned around. "I have a lot of things to do. Why don't you grab your dolls and go play somewhere, kid," he said coolly.

Victoire looked at him for a moment. "You'll never find friends this way," she warned him. "I miss the old Teddy Lupin who used to bring a smile on my face. What happened to him?" Teddy didn't answer. Victoire shook her head. "If you don't want anyone to find join your little world even though they want to, you'll end up with no one in the end." Victoire walked away.

Teddy wanted so badly to turn around, call Victoire, and cry. He wanted so badly to talk to her like he used to. But that was so long ago that it seemed like a distant memory to him. He had forgotten Victoire's smile and laughter, though all he could remember was she made him forget that there was a world out there that was hurting him. He stood there, hoping and praying that Victoire would come back, but she didn't. He wanted to turn and run to her, but his pride wouldn't let him.

And I'll never be what you want me to be.

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A/N: I know I've got bad grammar and I try to watch out for it. English is not my first language. Sorry, but sometimes I've really got bad grammar even with spell-check on word. Hope you understand.

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