For anyone who doesn't ship Victoire/Teddy for whatever reason, go straight onto the story because I'm about to have a small rant to the only people who actually have the time to read this...

Right, I've written a story about it already, I know, but the song 'Ours' by Taylor Swift describes exactly how I imagine Teddy and Victoire's relationship to be and it's just incredible. The first time I ever heard that song was on Christmas day last year, when I was getting into bed. I'd gotten it as a present (her deluxe album) and I heard the bit about tattoos, walked over to the CD player and started the song again, and then sat there and listened to it about six times. Eventually, I stood up, grabbed a pen and paper and wrote down the lyrics. Then, I highlighted all the bits that could go into a Harry Potter Fan-Fic, because it was immediately my new favourite song. Then, I put down the pen and paper and listened to it again, imagining who it could be about but I couldn't get it right. It wasn't Harry or Ginny, or Ron and Hermione...I just couldn't place it. But then, just before I went to sleep (you know that phase where you're half-asleep), I had this image of a teenage boy with bright blue hair and tattoos, and I knew it was him...then I remembered about Victoire and I was like, the happiest person ever. Then I set my alarm, went to bed and got up at eight o'clock on boxing day before my family arrived to try and write the first chapter :')

Just thought you'd like to know because I was listening to it then and realised, again, how well it all fits...

Anyway...

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"What's your favourite colour?" Scorpius asked, his arm draped over Rose's shoulder as she leant against him on the train after their prefect duties had finished.

Rose frowned "What? Why?"

He shrugged "I just want to know...I want to know everything there is to know."

She smiled "Grey."

"Grey?" He asked, eyebrows raised "Really? Grey?"

She shrugged "You asked."

"Why grey?"

"It's different. Everybody likes tranquillity...I don't. I like the sea when it crashes against the rocks and the sky before a thunderstorm. I like Grey." She smiled.

"Fair enough." He said, although he felt there was another reason that he couldn't place. "What's your favourite food?"

"Oh that's easy...My Grandma's chestnut whirls. They're the nicest things ever."

"Favourite word?"

"Gypsy."

"Favourite smell?"

"Right, well, Victoire, Dominique and Louis' house is on the beach, yeah?"

"Yup."

"There's a wooden walkway near their house that leads onto the town's main road...my favourite smell is either that after the tide has been in and wet it all or Christmas trees."

Scorpius took this in, then nodded "Animal?"

"Bear cubs."

"Drink?"

"Butterbeer."

"Place in the world?"

"The Burrow."

"Element?"

"Earth."

"Hobby?"

Rose grinned "Arguing with you."

He rolled his eyes "Seriously."

"Fine...Quidditch."

"Erm..."

"Nope, my turn. What's your favourite colour?"

"Dark red."

She smiled "Rose red?"

"Or blood red."

"Eww...favourite food?"

"Chinese from this muggle place in New York."

"Place?"

"Forbidden Forest."

"Drink?"

"Fire Whisky."

"Word?"

"Rebellious."

"Smell?"

Scorpius blushed "Next question."

"Smell?"

"Next question."

"Smell?"

He scowled "Fine...your hair."

Rose grinned "I love you."

He scowled "Next question."

She laughed "Hobby?"

"Riding my broom."

"Quidditch then?"

"No...riding my broom."

"Fine, erm...Element?"

"Fire."

"Animal?"

"Butterfly."

"Aspiration?"

He thought for a second before "Be a decent Father, whether that means having the fullest vault in Gringotts or living in a skip...I'll look after my kid and make them laugh."

Rose looked at him blankly.

"What?"

"That's really...nice."

"Surprise, surprise...I am."

She smiled, kissing him on the cheek "Okay, enough with the fifty questions, let's have a rest."

Scorpius laughed "Tired?"

"Slightly. I had Lily at my house at Merlin knows what time this morning looking for a straightening potion to use on her hair."

Scorpius laughed "I thought she normally had wavy hair?"

"Yeah...apparently she wants a change but I reckon she just wants Lorcan to tell her she's pretty."

Scorpius laughed "Oh, bless."

"Sweet, isn't she?"

Before he could answer the carriage door opened and a red haired girl with fierce brown eyes stuck her head in "No, and she could quite easily kill both of you so I suggest you shut up."

Rose grinned "Okay, fair point, we'll be quiet."

Scorpius laughed as the door closed, Lily disappearing with it.

"If you could go back anywhere...where would it be?"

Rose thought for a minute "Outside your window, the night you told me that you loved me...or...Pass me my bag, will you? I want my purse."

"What for?" He asked, but obliged. He opened the navy blue bag and looked for her brightly coloured purse. He moved a Gryffindor tie, some Quidditch gloves, a grey jumper, red nail varnish, a bottle of water, some moisturiser, a tube of red lipstick and a golden bottle of a perfume from a muggle make called Vivienne Westwood before he found it.

She unzipped it, pulling out an old photograph that showed a very small, maybe six or seven year old, Rose, sat with Albus in a garden he didn't recognise. Her hair was frizzy and glinting orange in the evening sun. It was a perfect summer photograph, the grass was green and a lot of adults were sat behind them around a table, seemingly drunk while a small ginger child chased her elder brother, a boy that Scorpius knew to be James Potter, around the garden pond where a boy with spiky blue hair and a girl with long blonde hair were swimming.

"When was this?"

Rose smiled "My Aunt's birthday party...it's the memory I think of when people ask me about my childhood. It was one of the best days ever...the first day I rode a broom, actually..."

Scorpius smiled "Which Aunt?"

"Ginny." Rose replied, a sort of sadness taking over her face.

"Hey, what's up?"

She shook her head "Nothing."

"Tell me."

She sighed "I just miss days like those, everything was so much simpler and easier and...not better, but...more comfortable. Less pressure, less stress. I wish I could go back, sometimes, and have just one more day like that, as an eight year old."

Scorpius frowned "We're so different."

"What?"

"The best time in your life was when you were a little girl. When you came to Hogwarts, you probably missed your family. You probably wanted to see them more than you could. You went home for Christmas excited. When I came to Hogwarts, I was ecstatic because I was leaving my family. I couldn't wait. I loved it and I barely even missed my family...in fact, I didn't, not really. I went home for Christmas, sad that I was leaving."

Rose kissed his cheek. "It's weird, listening to you actually tell me things. Unnerving."

"Ditto."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that you're a sarcastic bitch most of the time."

She laughed, rolling her eyes but not bothering to disagree.

They fell into a comfortable silence and, eventually, the train slowed. They climbed off the train with everybody else, greeting friends and laughing as they gathered up their belongings and settled into one of the black carriages.

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"Right, I'll see you tomorrow, I need to go and do my work..." Rose said, her face lit up by the orange light in the entrance hall.

"What subject?" Scorpius asked, squeezing her hand.

"I need to finish a charms essay that I've only actually done a paragraph on and then do two work sheets for Care of Magical Creatures." She said dully.

Scorpius pulled her towards him and she leant her forehead on his chest "When does it have to be in?"

"The sheets aren't in until Wednesday but I'll get a pile of homework tomorrow and Tuesday that I'll need to do."

"Charms?" He asked pulling her out of the way of a stream of third year Ravenclaw's.

"Tomorrow."

"Give me your worksheets and I'll do them tonight, what are they on?"

Rose looked up gratefully "Unicorns and Hinkpunks."

"You do Hinkypunks in Care of Magical Creatures? Really?"

Rose smiled "Yeah, it's better than fourth year."

He shrugged "Okay, whatever, just give them here."

"They're in my trunk, I'll send Barny over when go up now...thank you."

Scorpius smirked "You owe me."

Rose winked "I'll do more than a piece of homework for you."

He grinned, kissing her lightly "Looking forward to it. See you tomorrow."

"Night." She said, smiling and wondering off up the stairs. He watched her go, leaning against the cool brick wall until she was out of sight and then jogged out of the front doors, across the courtyard, over the viaduct and into the second floor corridor, where he muttered the password to a portrait and passed straight through it, as if it had been replaced by gas.

As he came out on the fifth corridor, he strolled away from the main end until he came to the Prefects bathroom. He muttered 'Hippogriff showers' and was let in.

After taking a long bath, he returned to his Dormitory in the dungeons, a place that seemed strangely dark when it wasn't alight with the sarcastic radiance his girlfriend carried. He proceeded to do her homework that had been left on his pillow and finished it in ten minutes. Glancing at the clock, he saw it was almost eleven so he went into the adjoining bathroom, pulled on a pair of black and grey, checked pyjama trousers and a loose, pale blue t-shirt. Before he went to bed, he brushed his teeth and checked himself in the mirror. What he saw, made part of the conversation on the train make sense.

With a strange, knotted feeling in his stomach, he saw that looking back at him were a pair of deep grey eyes, the same shade as the sea crashing against rocks violently, and the same shade as the sky before a storm.

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