of heartbreakers, dreamers, and schemers
a collection of drabbles for the 200 Flavourful Prompts challenge at the NextGen Fanatics
Drabble 25: LysanderLucyTeddy
Once upon a time, he finds himself not satisfied with the status quo anymore.
There's a big difference between the Teddy that everyone expects him to be- in love with Victoire, strong, reasonable, the son of heroes- and the Teddy that he actually is. The Teddy that he is has started to notice people far too young for him, well, not exactly people, more like a girl.
She's got brown hair and apricot skin and she's always herself, despite what people tell her. In a strange sort of way, she dazzles him. She makes him lose his train of thought and watch her, completely absorbed in her.
But there's just a small problem: she's in love with Lysander Scamander, the tall, muscular Quidditch player who is the same age as her and is basically perfect for her in every way. He might be a bit abstract, but then again, so is Lucy, with her fantasies and dreams.
He has no idea how to even begin convincing her that he's better for her than Lysander, especially since he knows that he isn't better for her. He's far too old and wise to even be considering someone as young as Lucy. She has her whole life ahead of her.
One day, he ends up beside Lysander at one of those family dinners that Lucy's dragged him to. Once again, his eyes drift over to Lucy- to how lovely she looks in her creamy white dress. Lysander sends him a knowing look. "She looks beautiful tonight, doesn't she?"
"Yes," Teddy agrees without thinking. Once he realizes what he's just admitted to, red splashes his cheeks. "No, that's not what I meant-"
"I know what you meant," Lysander says with a sigh. "You know… she called you her prince."
Teddy's head snaps up, surprised. "What?"
"She still remembers when you two were little and you saved her from a pond," Lysander laughs. "Not exactly the greatest rescue in my opinion, but whatever. The point is, she thinks of you as her prince. Her little knight in shining armour. And as much as it pains me to admit it… maybe you're not as bad for her as I think, old man."
He claps Teddy on the back once, as if they are old pals, and then he walks away.
As Teddy watches Lysander dance with Lucy once again, he is forced to reconsider everything, but he still is unable to figure out any of what's going on.
Shaking his head, he decides that at that moment, it's best to just let her be.
And he leaves, probably leaving Victoire confused and Lysander also. Maybe he feels bad, but hey, he's just as confused too.
{Maybe it's just one big web of confusion.}
A/N: WAI IS EVERYTHING I WRITE SOOO BAD.
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