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French Plaits.

Blurb …

Teddy loves Victoire French plaits. Victoire wants to know why Teddy keeps gawking at her. Harry and Ron are at a loss on what to do, Hermione's the voice of reason, and Rose is the only one making sense. Confused? :TeddyVictoire SU postDH:

CHAPTER TWELVE: Those Bloody French Plaits.

Why oh why did he have to say that?

Why?

Why?

"Since I was 17." Teddy said. He'd apperated straight from Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione's house to work-and after writing a hastily explained note excusing his absence, came straight here with only 20 minutes to go until she left.

Victoire looked shocked once she had spun around. She swore loudly and turned to Chantelle.

"Don't you even think about filming this." She said threateningly. Chantelle smirked and put the camera inside the train window. "Erm-hi." She said to Teddy.

He didn't know what to say now. He knew that since he'd practically told her already, he might as well do this properly. Why else would he risk getting fired when he hadn't even worked one day?

"Come-over here." Teddy grabbed her arm, ignoring the tingling feeling in his own, and pulled Victoire a short way-away from her family. He turned to face her and had to fight the mad desires to just turn and run, or else just snog her on the spot.

"I-Victoire you'd better be grateful for me saying this, because I'm risking my job being here." He said first. Victoire folded her arms in a stubborn way.

"Oh?"

"Yes!" Teddy said, starting to feel a little desperate. Australia, here I come … "Victoire, remember that time when you squealed and ran from the room when you turned up in you Mickey Mouse pyjamas?"

Victoire turned slightly red about the neck. "Yeah." She said, sounding as if she was just daring him to continue the subject.

"Well … at that point, I was 17 right, and I didn't even know at that point, but I thought you we so damn cute in those pyjamas."

"I know Teddy." Victoire told him. "I found that piece of paper Uncle Ron threw out the window, remember?"

"I-yes, damnit!" Teddy said. Was he just going to be stating the obvious for the next minute or so? He'd planned what he was going to say, but he couldn't remember a word now. He just decided to go with the obvious …

"VICTOIRE, I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU!"

If that wasn't obvious, he didn't know what was …

"I-" Victoire began, but before she could say anything else, he ran for it. Just before he left, he could hear Chantelle saying "That was awesome! This is gonna make an excellent home video!"

Buggerbuggerbugger.

He ran until he could see Uncle Harry with Albus and Lily, James having disappeared off, no doubt to say hi to friends. He could see Aunt Hermione with Rose. He could even see Uncle Percy coaxing his daughter onto the train and talking loudly to anyone who'd listen about broom regulations.

He'd just screamed at his best friend that he was in love with her. He didn't mean to really … he was just supposed to say it. Unfortunately, it seemed a lot easier to say when he screamed it.

But now he'd gone and done it. All because of her bloody French plaits, he'd gone and fallen in love with her. Now he'd gone and completely ruined their friendship, because Victoire was in love with someone else.

Maybe there was a way to turn back time. Aunt Hermione had once told a story about a Time-Turner after all.

"Teddy? What are you doing here?"

He turned-it was Lake Hanson-his old school friend. He hadn't seen him since his last day at Hogwarts.

"Lake?" Teddy asked. Lake nodded, grinning. Teddy mirrored his expression-Lake always made you feel better.

"Yeah-I'm here to see off my cousin." Lake said. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm-in a right state to be honest." Teddy told his friend.

"This has something to do with Victoire, right?" Lake asked. Teddy nodded.

"How'd you know?"

"Please, any problem you had, had to do with her." Lake said with a small laugh. "I saw her before, yelling to Chantelle-something about love?"

Teddy felt his heart skip a beat. "Really?"

"Yeah-I take it you finally told her about certain feelings towards her?" Lake looked rather knowing.

"I told-her-you know-how d'you know?!" Teddy gabbled. Lake shifted aside the trunk he was holding, no doubt for his cousin and grinned even more.

"Please, it was obvious you loved her back when we were at Hogwarts. The way you were ogling her plaits all the time, I should've known, really." He said. "I take it that you scarpered?"

"Yes." Teddy said shamefully, not looking at him. Why is it that everything about his feelings towards Victoire came back to those bloody French plaits?

"Look, you know I was good at cheering people up, but you know that you're not going to be cheered up unless you talk to her." Lake said. He winked as a whistle blew. "I'll write to you sometime, ok? It's was great seeing you again, mate."

"Yeah-you too." Teddy said. Lake gave a final wave and disappeared in the steam from the train.

So now what? He remembered Lake from his time at Hogwarts-he had been the more sensitive out of the two of them. Maybe he had a point. He wouldn't really feel much better unless he talked to Victoire.

So he ran back to her. Right near the end of the train. He skidded around Victoire's parents, where James was talking to Tom, and found Victoire in hysterics, talking to Chantelle.

"He just ran, Chantelle! Ran! This is insane! Why would he run if he-oh, I don't know …"

Teddy didn't know either. This was the moment of truth. Those stupid bloody French plaits …

"Victoire?"

A/N: Again with the cliff hanger's, i know. Don't worry, the next chapter isn't one.

I really want to post the next chapter, so don't be suprised to see it up tomorrow or something. I couldn't stand to leave you guys in suspense any longer, so i just posted this already.

And yes, this Lake is the Lake from my other Teddy story, Don't judge a book by it's cover. I needed someone for Teddy to talk to, and Harry was my first choice. But i couldn't interfear with the details of the epilogue.

So, it was either Lake, or Uncle Percy. Naturally, i chose Lake. I hope you liked. I really loved writing the next chapter.

Oh and speaking of the epilogue, i read it over again and realized that the time it takes for Harry to arrive and James to go "OMG he's snogging Victoire!" is something like 5 minutes. Which is a bit weird, seeing as in this story, it takes like about half an hour. So you can just ignore that peice of info.

Reviews always appriciated, so ends another long A/N, until next time-

-Moon. : D