a/n; thanks for the reviews :D
i'm gonna warn you guys that these next two chapters won't be as cutesy.
chapter thirteen; M is for Memory Lane
So what if it was cold? He could deal. He'd been colder.
A shivering teen boy was on his knees in front of a slab of concrete.
It was May 2nd, 2013, the 15th anniversary - of his father's death.
He placed a bouquet of daises in front of the gravestone; his mother's favourite flower.
And even though they both were gone, he wasn't completely lost.
He had his godparents, who would do anything to make sure he was happy.
He had his grandmother, who had spoiled him rotten as far back as he could remember.
And he had Victoire - oh, Victoire - who could never fully understand, but she could hold him close and listen to him cry for hours, whispering words of comfort into his ear.
His life was filled with love, but there had always been something missing.
It should've been his father who'd shown him how to ride a broomstick - his mother that gave him advice on girls.
Even though he loved his godparents, it should have been his parents who raised him.
But they had given their lives for him, and for that he was grateful.
Teddy Remus Lupin was his father's son.
The fact that he had no father didn't change that simple truth.
a/n; aww...i love teddy so much :)