TLupin/OC

As expected, Preston confronted me after fifth hour, having heard the joyful news. Ha. 'Joyful'.

"You're dating Lupin?" he asked, "Is this because I broke up with you?"

"No! I'm not!" I yelled.

"Not what?" Preston shot back.

What I had meant to say was that I was not dating Teddy, but that wasn't what came out of my mouth. "I'm not just dating Teddy because we broke up! I happen to really like him" I fled before Preston could even begin to process my words into the other corridor when a hand reached out from the shadows and pulled me in; silencing me with a hand clamped over my mouth.

"So you really like me, eh?" Teddy smirked down at me. I bit him and he let go.

"What else was I supposed to say? That this is all a show?" I snapped, "If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have had to lie."

"Well I guess since you are so against doing my list of simple demands we'll just call the whole thing off and tell everyone it was just a joke no harm intended," he said smiling deviously. I narrowed my eyes. He knew I couldn't back out now after what I just told Preston.

"What a great boyfriend you are, blackmailing me into doing your bidding," I said sarcastically, putting as much contempt as I could in the word 'boyfriend'.

"Wait- I hear people," he said quickly, ruffling up his hair a bit and tugging his cloak so that it slid it sideways. He did the same to me before I could question him then pushed me out of the shadows.

A group of Hufflepuffs looked up and saw us, causing me to freeze. Damn it, Teddy. "Uh, it's not what you think," I stammered, managing to shoot a glare at Teddy.

"Don't worry, we won't tell anyone," one murmured as they tried to move past me.

"No! Nothing happened!" I yelled after them, trying to stop the Hufflepuffs from passing. This, however, just made them hurry away faster in fright.

"You!" I said accusingly, rounding on Teddy. He smiled and backed away out of my reach. "Now they think I'm some kind of slag!"

"No, they think we are a couple doing boyfriend-girlfriend things," he said, rolling his eyes. I growled as he reached for my hand. "What? Don't you think it will look awfully suspicious if we treat each other like lepers?" he said as if he were talking to a three year old, and holding out his hand for mine.

I reluctantly gave him my hand and we walked to History of Magic together. The walk of shame, I thought quietly to myself.

"You're walking too slow," Teddy said, pulling me along faster. I kept my pace stubbornly, refusing to yield to his speed. We were almost at the door of the classroom, so I naturally felt the need to slow even more. He gave me a big yank and I toppled forward into him. He steadied me with a hand on my waist.

"Resistance is futile," he said, grinning winningly. I rolled my eyes and they caught on about a dozen others. I untangled my hand from Teddy's and sprang apart to sit next to Cora, sinking in my seat as a group of Gryffindors stared daggers at me. Teddy was no where to be seen until I felt a sharp kick to my ankle and spun around.

"What?" I hissed.

"Preston looks like he's swallowed a vomit flavoured Bertie Bott's jellybean," he smirked. I let a smile slip onto my lips and turned forward to the lecture Bins was giving and tried to listen. Keyword being tried; no one paid attention to Bins. I had just about sunken into my usual History of Magic slumber when Teddy poked my side unnecessarily hard. I jerked up and let out a quiet yelp.

A few of the Gryffindor girls looked over at me, annoyed. I sent them scathing looks before turning back to Teddy.

"Here," he said, shoving parchment and quill onto my desk, "Would you please, as my girlfriend, take my notes for me while I catch a wink of sleep? Thanks."

I grouchily shoved the parchment and quill off and laid my head back down on the desk.

Teddy leaned forward over his desk and whispered in my ear, "Or maybe I'll have to go complain to Preston about how awful it is being your fake boyfriend."

I clenched my fists and picked his stuff off the floor and hastily jotted down notes every time I heard a date or a name. If there were mistakes, they were intentional.

When class was over I looked up to see Jules staring at me. She smirked before checking her makeup in the small mirror she carries in her bag and getting up to follow Preston out of the room.

"Hurry up, we have quidditch," Teddy scowled, giving me his bag and dragging me out after him.

"But supper..." I frowned, clutching his bag and trying to keep up.

"We'll eat afterwards at the Gryffindor table," he answered quickly.

"I'll pass," I said, grimacing at the prospect.

"Fine, sit at the Slytherin table. At least at the Gryffindor table you don't have to watch them shoving their tongues down each others throats," he snorted.

My stomach growled, agreeing with my protests. Teddy kept his pace and we were at the pitch five minutes early.

"Wait out here," he said, entering the locker rooms.

"No shit, Sherlock," I replied drily, wishing I could be with Cora laughing and chatting on a full stomach.

The rest of their team arrived shortly and I sunk away into the spectator stands.

Teddy's POV

She poked my sweaty shirt and made a face. I rolled my eyes before smiling as an idea popped into my head. I leant over and gave her a giant bear hug. She tried to push me off of her but I just held on tighter.

"You are absolutely evil," she choked out as I lifted her off the ground.

"Your leaving out all the good stuff; unbearably cute, smart, funny, athletic," I listed off as I set her down, still keeping my hands on her waist.

"And absolutely full of yourself," she added.

We heard a cough from behind us and spun to see Twyford, Harvey, and Cora.

"You two are sickening," Harvey teased.

"Blame him," Spencer sneered, backing out of my hold, "Now I'm hungry, smelly, and tired."

"All you did was pour us water and watch! And I cut the practice short so you could eat!" I shot.

"Speaking of eating-" she said, and she dashed off into the castle. I ran after her, leaving the group to follow slowly behind. At the entrance of the great hall I caught her and came to a halt.

"I am not sitting at the Gryffindor tables. Do I look suicidal?"

Resisting the urge to answer 'yes', I sat her next to me at the Gryffindor table and piled some pasta on my plate. Cora, Harvey, and Twyford joined us happily.

"I don't feel well in hostile environments," she murmured, glaring at anyone who looked her in the eye.

"Cora's doing fine," Twyford pointed out. I looked over. Indeed, Cora was happily eating a bowl of rice pudding.

"Loveless," I started.

"What?"she replied menacingly. She looked over to where I was looking and saw Preston staring at the two of us as if he wanted to say something.

"Put your arms around my neck," I demanded. Luckily, she did as she was told (for once) and her lips parted slightly as we shared a soft kiss that lasted a total of six seconds.

"You did the job," Twyford said, annoyed, "And I have to go."

"Hey wait," I yelled, running after him. "Why so rushed?"

"I just don't like what's going on. This whole thing was a terrible idea and you're both going to end up getting hurt so get out now," Twyford said.

"I thought you were the one who wanted us to get along," I spat, frustrated.

"Well you seem to be enjoying yourself, but Spencer is still my friend and she's already been betrayed by two people this week," Twy said, uneasily. Ouch. I can't say that didn't hurt.

"It'll be fine," I growled, retreating to the Great Hall. I saw Spencer laughing with Henry and Harvey at something Cora had said and felt the strings in my chest being pulled. Who would ever hurt her?

spencer's pov fourth year I stared at the flimsy cardboard box in my hand. It was smushed and dirty. 'Happy Birthday, Spencer!' the words screamed, cracked frosting cursive beside a frosting lily.

This was my first year without Twyford- since Teddy had him so preoccupied, he must have forgotten today was my birthday. I say was because it's ruined now. I set the box down and crawled into bed at eight o' clock.

I picked up a quill and wrote back to the manor.

Dear Mother,

Thank you for the birthday cake and present, they were delightful. Things are going great! Maybe this year I could come home for break though~ I miss you and Father. Classes are going well enough and I just joined the gobstones club. Write you soon,

~Spencer.

I wiped away my tears angrily, trying not to get them on my letter fruitlessly. I picked up another piece of paper to rewrite my letter as today's events flooded back into my head.

"Loveless!" he said, catching up. He had a merciless smile on his face. My stomach dropped.

"What's in the box?" he sneered, eyeing the box I had gotten in the mail just ten minutes previous.

"None of your business, Lupin. Now please leave me alone," I said through gritted teeth.

I continued walking, but after a whispered spell my birthday present levitated beyond my grasp and into the air. It landed on the side of the path and was quickly invaded by ants. I walked to pick it up but Teddy pushed me away and I landed on a pile of rocks.

"Lets have a look," Teddy said, stepping forward cockily. Just then, a brunette Slytherin boy peeled Teddy's prying hand away from the box.

"Lay off her, Lupin or I'll have professor Slughorn here in a second~ he's just in the green house now!" he snarled.

"Whatever. Good thing your BOYFRIEND was here to help you, Loveless. I'm still not done getting payback for messing up my potion today even if you say it was an accident," Teddy said, walking away.

"Hey," the brunette boy said, extending a hand to help me up. He then bent down to pick up the box. "Slytherin right? Me too! My name's Preston. I'm going to assume your name is not Loveless.."

I nodded quickly. "It's Spencer." We parted in the Slytherin common room as we headed up to our respective dormitories. Then was when I vowed not to tell Twy about today (Teddy and the fact that he had forgotten my birthday). I vowed I would make more of an effort to become better friends with the Slytherins in my year and most importantly to hate Teddy forever. 'Yes,' I thought as I drifted off the sleep, 'that last one should be the easiest to fulfil.' I loath Teddy Lupin.

/A/N This was in a way a filler chapter. But I also needed it to show the progression of why Spencer really hated (and had reason to) hate Teddy and that he was at that point deserving of they hate because he'd be like that every chance he got. Sure, they both matured and begun loving hating each other but- it wasn't always fun and games. Spencer WAS hurt by Teddy and though she likes him she certainly won't be trusting him for a while. I also thought Preston was too much of a one sided character so... Now I'm talking too much./