A/N: I told you I'd have an update done on Sunday. I've been watching movies on TV and I typed this up during the commercials. The next update might be a bit longer because I have other things to update, but I'll see what I can do.

This will not be in chronological order! I'll write whatever idea comes to me per prompt, regardless the age at the time

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize from the Harry Potter world. And I don't own the prompt ideas; those belong to this complete odd ball that's called Brandon, even though I constantly call him Brian instead. :P


Chapter 8: Bride
Ages 7 & 5

"Why do I have to go?" Teddy whined as he pulled at the tie on his neck. It's not like Neville really even knew him well, so why did he have to dress in these stupid clothes and be expected to sit quietly through his wedding?

"Look on the bright side," Harry grinned down at him. "Victoire will be there to play with afterwards. And there'll be cake later too."

"Cake?" Teddy asked perking up. "What kind do you think it'll be?"

"I'm not sure," Harry chuckled. "It'll probably be loaded down with frosting though." Teddy grinned at the idea of cake drowned in frosting and stopped fussing with his tie. "We'll sit you next to Victoire if you both promise to try and stay quiet."

"No way," he shook his head.

"Why not?" Harry frowned. "You love having play-dates with Victoire."

"But Harry," he whispered, "Ron said all girls have cooties."

"Ron said that did he?"

"Yes, and I don't want to get cooties."

Teddy couldn't understand why his godfather was laughing at him. Cooties were a very serious business. Ron said all little girls had cooties and boys wanted to be sure not to risk getting them. He told Harry that and he just laughed more while Teddy pouted up at him.

"Alright what's going on here?" Hermione asked walking in. "Everyone else is ready to go."

"Teddy here doesn't want to catch cooties from Victoire," Harry told her, still laughing.

"Cooties?" Hermione gasped and Teddy thought he was finally getting the right reaction. Maybe Harry didn't understand the problem that cooties were.

"Yes," Teddy nodded at her seriously. "Ron said all girls have cooties."

"Well we can't very well have you catching cooties Teddy."

"I know," Teddy said sadly. "That means I can't play with Victoire anymore."

"Do you want to know a secret?" she asked kneeling to his level. He nodded and she whispered, "I know a way that you can still play with Victoire and not catch cooties."

"You do?" he asked excitedly. He didn't want to have to stop playing with Victoire.

"Oh yes," she nodded. She pulled her wand out and looked at him. "Would you like me to make it so you can't catch cooties?"

"Yes please!"

Harry continued to laugh as Hermione recited a mess of words and waved her wand. Teddy didn't mind because he was the one that was going to be safe from cooties now, not Harry. When she finished she smiled at Teddy.

"There, now you don't have to worry."

"Thanks!" he beamed, running to hug her. Now he could play with Victoire all he wanted. "You're the best witch ever!"


Teddy and Victoire had managed to make it through the wedding with out being disruptive and her was very proud of the two of them. He'd just managed to finish off an extra large piece of cake when Victoire dragged him away from the table and to the dance floor. Normally he would have tried to squirm away, but she let out this happy little sigh and smiled as she placed her little hands up on his shoulders. If dancing made her so happy he could manage to give her one dance.

"Oh Teddy look," she said, lifting her short arm and and pointing over his shoulder. He turned them so they could both see where she was pointing and rolled his eyes. She was watching Hannah and Neville laughing and dancing. "I want to be a bride."

"You can be my bride," he said automatically. He figured that since he couldn't catch her cooties anymore it would be okay if she was his bride.

"Really Teddy?" she beamed. "You mean it?"

"As long as we can have cake," he nodded. She squealed and dragged him back off the dance floor.

"We have to tell everyone!" He allowed her to drag him over to where the majority of the Weasley family was sitting. Once they stopped and had the group's attention she announced, "I'm Teddy's bride!"

Bill started coughing, Harry, George and Ron burst into laughter and the women shared looks and smiles. Victoire went to sit on her mother's lap. Fleur listened intently as Victoire told her what she'd need to be a bride.

Ginny leaned over closer to Teddy. "So you and Victoire huh?"

"Absolutely," Teddy nodded once. Ginny and Hermione laughed softly and Teddy sighed. "I don't get why you all keep laughing," he told them. "Victoire is my best friend and now she's my bride."

"She can't be your bride unless you plan to get married," Ginny told him. "That's what a bride is."

"Oh. We better having a wedding then." He paused and wrinkled his nose. "Will I have to kiss her at the wedding?"

"Oh yes," Ginny smiled. "That's what makes a wedding official."

Teddy heaved a deep sigh before shrugging. "Well, at least Hermione already solved the cootie problem."


A/N: Cute little kids at a wedding… haha.