Teddy time! I've been waiting to write this for forever because I really love Teddy and I feel so bad for him and I ship him with Victoire even though she isn't in this chapter and… I'll stop fangirling now okay.

For the sake of this story, let's assume everyone now knows Remus was a werewolf and the prejudice against them has sort of died down.

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JK Rowling and lawyers: come to my house with pitchforks.

Me: Yeah, I own nothing. Except for my OC…


Teddy rung his hands together, breathing in the cool, Hogsmeade air. What if she didn't come? She had told him she would meet him at the Three Broomsticks, but maybe she had decided he wasn't funny or nice or interesting enough to spend the day with him. Maybe she had found another guy who was taller and stronger and just over all better than Teddy and was sitting inside with him now. He had to admit that this was a little bit of a stretch, seeing as Maggie had told him specifically she wanted to go to Hogsmeade with him, but his nerves were starting to set in and he was wondering if he should just go back to the castle.

"Hey Teddy!" A feminine voice called. Teddy turned around to see Maggie running up to him, snow sprinkled in her blonde hair. Now that he thought about it, Maggie's hair was the exact color of Victoire's. Huh…

"Maggie, hey. Let's get out of this cold."

She nodded, chattering as Teddy pushed open the door and they walked inside. "I'm sorry I'm so late. Maisy wanted help picking out a dress to wear, though I told her it was much too cold to be wearing anything other than trousers. She didn't listen."

Teddy laughed, settling down into a booth. "It's alright. I was only out there for about a minute," Teddy lied, warming his hands by rubbing them against his cloak. In reality, he had probably been standing outside for at least ten minutes.

Madame Elisa sauntered over to their table, attracting a few glances. She had graduated Hogwarts a few years ago, being in seventh year when Teddy had started. She was nice enough, though a little bit of an air head.

"Can I get you anything, dears?"

"I'll have a butterbeer, please," Maggie ordered, looking questioningly at Teddy. He nodded.

"Same, thanks."

Madame Elisa walked away in a swish of skirts, and Maggie leaned forwards. Biting her lip, she took a deep breath and said, "So, you live with Harry Potter, right?"

Teddy frowned, wondering why she wanted to bring this up, but nodded. "Yeah, he's my godfather."

"Oh. What happened to your parents?" Teddy didn't particularly want to talk about it, but he had always heard a relationship was built on communication and knowing things about each other. The conversation probably wouldn't last very long.

"They, uh, died in the Second Wizarding War…"

Maggie's face contorted into an expression of pity, something Teddy didn't particularly like. "I'm so sorry! That must have been horrible, not knowing them."

"Well, yeah, but I don't really feel like I miss them, you know? I miss not having parents, but I don't miss them as people because I never knew them. Anyway," he said, trying to change the subject, "have you gotten the Charms essay finished yet?"

"Yeah, it was extremely easy. But, Teddy, did your parents die together or apart? Because that would be so romantic if they died together."

"Er… Together, I think. All the stories I've heard have them holding hands on their death beds." Teddy felt himself choking up and took a deep breath. "But about the Charms essay, I'm having a lot of trouble on it."

"Oh, I can help you with that later." Maggie waved her hand, as if waving the topic away. "But, is it true –," she cut off quickly when Madame Elisa returned with the two's butterbeers. Teddy took a sip, and then gave a curious yet guarded look to Maggie.

"What's true?"

"Well… I was wondering if it's true your father was a…" she lowered her voice to a whisper, "werewolf."

Teddy snapped back against the booth seat, giving Maggie a cautious glance. "Er, why?"

"I just – I just want to know. I won't judge you or anything."

"He was." Though people had told him many times he should have been ashamed to have a werewolf as a father, he was proud. Remus had been considered a monster by many but had still fought hard and, according to Harry, had been extremely brave.

"Wow. And your mum was a metamorphagus, right? Like you?"

Teddy nodded, changing his nose and mouth into a duck bill. Maggie threw her head back laughing, not stopping for a few minutes.

"That's amazing!" She exclaimed. "Wow… So, you got that from your mum, but you didn't inherit the werewolf gene?"

"Yep," Teddy shrugged. "I guess I was lucky," he paused, "Can we stop talking about this? It brings up a lot of feelings and stuff I'd rather not be having right now." Teddy hadn't had too much of a problem talking about his family to Maggie, she was easy to talk to, but he didn't want that to be the focus of his first ever date.

"Yeah, yeah, sure. One more question, though. So, technically, you're related to the person who killed your mum?"

Teddy frowned. "How do you know who killed my mum?"

"My parents told me. My mum is a historian and she was writing a book about the Second Wizarding War. She knows a lot about this stuff, so when I wrote to her saying that I was going to Hogsmeade with you, she mentioned it."

"Oh. Well, I suppose so." Teddy tried not to think about Bellatrix Lestrange. She was his great-aunt, he supposed, but as far as he was concerned, she wasn't his family. She had done too many horrible things for that.

As he took another sip of butterbeer, a thought popped into his mind. "Wait… What's your mum's name?"

"Elizabeth Meddles. Why?"

Teddy couldn't believe he hadn't put the pieces together before. During the summer, he had met Mrs. Meddles in Diagon Alley. She had mentioned her book, and also mentioned that she wanted to have a section on him and his family.

"Are you only on a date with me to get answers for your mum's book?"

"Of course not!" But, Teddy could hear the waver in Maggie's voice.

"I need some air," he muttered, sliding out of the booth and out the door, ignoring Maggie's protests.

It was just his luck that his first date – ever – was ruined by his parents. It wasn't completely their fault, he knew, but Teddy still couldn't help but wish his parents hadn't been such heroes.


Well, hopefully you guys liked that. I had a little trouble towards the middle and end, so I feel like it's a little bit choppy, but... hopefully it isn't too bad. I really like the idea for this one, though it isn't my best writing.

I'd love to know how YOU guys felt about it, though. So... REVIEW!

Next is Victoire, and then I'll probably start back with James. I was going to do the other Next Generation characters, but we really don't know much about them, so unless I get a request... Yeah.

Also, check out my other story Alohomora. It's a Marauder's seventh year story. I'll be updating that one soon, so... yeah.

ALSO, I completely forgot to address this last chapter, BUT OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR MORE THAN 1000 VIEWS! Wow, it's crazy that that many people have seen this story. Of course, not many of you are reviewing, but I don't care that much because I'm really grateful for the people who do :)

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