Autumn 2016
Ted let out a nervous sigh as he briskly walked down the pathway towards Shell Cottage. He'd apparated over as soon as the Hogwarts Express pulled out of the station and hoped that news of their brief kiss hadn't reached Victoire's parents yet.
He was sure James already told Harry and Ginny about what he'd seen, but he hadn't seen Bill or Fleur at the platform, so he figured he still had a chance to beat the infamous Weasley rumor mill.
He didn't want his girlfriend's parents to think that they'd been sneaking around all summer, when in reality they had only just figured things out before getting caught.
Truth be told, Teddy was also insanely nervous. He'd always gotten along well with Bill and Fleur, especially since he spent many of his childhood days playing at Shell Cottage with Victoire and her siblings. But now that he'd be meeting them as their daughter's boyfriend, he wasn't sure how he was supposed to act around Victoire's parents.
He wished he had a bit more time to prepare, but honestly, even if James hadn't interrupted, he would probably be at home right now worrying about what to say to Victoire's parents. Better to get it over with now.
Teddy reached the front door and gave it a few knocks.
"Teddy!" Fleur answered the door with a surprised look on her face. "Come on in."
Teddy swallowed. He had expected her to ask him what he was doing here now that Victoire was away at Hogwarts.
"Hi Fleur," Teddy said pleasantly as he stepped into the entryway. He glanced around the sitting room. "Where's Bill?"
"He had to run over to Hermoine's place to drop off some papers. Gringotts proposed some revisions to the new financial regulations she's has been trying to pass, and Gringotts is using Bill as a communication back-channel." Fleur rolled her eyes. "Politics."
Teddy nodded silently. Did Hermoine already hear the news? If so, then it was a matter of time before Bill knew, if he didn't already.
"Have a seat, Teddy," Fleur said, gesturing to the couch. "Would you like something to drink? Are you hungry?"
Teddy shook his head. "I'm fine, thanks." He walked towards the sitting room and took a seat. Fleur joined him a moment later, sitting opposite him.`
"Bill floo'd earlier," Fleur said. "Said he was going to be held up because Hermoine had a lot of things to say about Gringotts' proposals."
Fleur looked at Teddy with an undecipherable look on her face. "He also said that Hermoine told him something interesting," she began, resting a finger on her chin.
Teddy fidgeted and rubbed his hands together, suddenly realizing that his palms were sweating.
"I wasn't sure what to make of it when I first heard, but then you came knocking on my front door. So I can only assume that the rumors are true?"
Teddy couldn't believe how quick the Weasley rumor mill was. He played with the hem of his shirt nervously. "Depends on what the rumors are saying," he responded slowly.
Fleur raised an eyebrow.
"Um," Teddy continued. "I came here so quickly because I didn't want you to hear about it before I had a chance to explain first."
Fleur nodded slowly.
"You probably think that Victoire and I have been sneaking around all summer."
Fleur's eyebrows flew upwards. "Well you two certainly have been hanging out more than usual this past summer. But no," Fleur reassured him when she saw Teddy's panicked face. "That was not the first thought that I had. What I am wondering though, is why didn't you tell us earlier?"
"There wasn't anything to tell," Teddy said. "I-I've been trying to figure things out with her for a while now, but I didn't know if Victoire felt the same way about me. At least, not until earlier on the platform."
"So the two of you only figured things out earlier on the platform," Fleur said. Teddy nodded in response.
Fleur had an indecipherable look on her face, but a small smile slowly formed. "You're cute, the two of you."
Teddy felt his breathing starting to return to normal.
"Victoire's father and I have always joked…" Fleur began to say, but they were interrupted by the sound of the front door opening.
Bill walked into the entryway and immediately spotted Teddy.
"Teddy!" Bill exclaimed as he took off his hat. "Fancy seeing you here."
Bill walked over and sat down next to his wife. "You'd never guess what I just heard," he said, resting a hand gently on Fleur's back. He looked over at Fleur, before saying, "or maybe you can."
He turned to look at Teddy with a smile, but Teddy didn't think it was of the friendly sort.
"I presume the two of you have been talking?"
Teddy nodded.
Fleur placed a hand on Bill's shoulder. "Teddy said that he and Victoire only just figured things out on the platform. He was scared to death that we would jump to conclusions so he came straight over to see us," Fleur smiled. "He was afraid we'd think the two of them were sneaking around all summer."
Teddy silently thanked Fleur for clearing things up for him because Teddy was finding it difficult to breathe.
Bill flashed a brief grin before quickly contorting his face into an intimidating glare that Teddy was sure he'd been practicing in the mirror for when Victoire brought her first boyfriend home. He never thought he'd be on the receiving end of that glare.
"And were you?"
Teddy shook his head quickly. "No we weren't, sir. I promise."
"And what's this I hear about the two of you - ahem, snogging - in James' words, on the platform?" Bill asked, eyes narrowing.
Ted's eyes grew at this. "We were . . . we just-" Teddy stumbled over his words. "It was just a brief kiss. We just kissed. A-a few seconds at most"
"Just a brief kiss," Bill repeated, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
"Yeah," Teddy continued quickly. "We're both new to this, we're just trying things out."
"Just trying things out?" Fleur said, eyebrows raised.
Teddy nervously glanced between Bill and Fleur.
"Teddy," Bill said. "Are you serious about this?"
Teddy nodded furiously.
"Because," Bill continued. "To you, Victoire's not just any girl. And I'm not just saying that because I'm her father. I'm saying this because she's your best friend, and you're her best friend. If things don't work out between the two of you," Bill paused. "Well, you're taking a big risk here."
"If things don't work out," Fleur said, "she's not going anywhere. You're both part of this family…" Fleur paused for a moment before adding, "even if you're not related to us by blood."
"We know the two of you have probably already thought through all of this," Bill sighed.
"And if the two of you have still decided to give this a go-" Fleur said. She glanced at Bill, who returned her look.
Bill turned back to scrutinize Teddy's for a moment before finishing Fleur's sentence. "Then we'll support you both. But I have to emphasize this Teddy. You better be serious about your feelings."
"Yes sir," Teddy said, nodding. "100% serious."
"You've never called me sir before. Please go back to calling me Bill," Bill replied, smiling. This was a more friendly smile that Teddy was used to seeing, and Teddy felt himself slowly relaxing.
"Yes, Bill."
"But remember," Bill said, his demeanor turning serious again. "She's only sixteen. If it was any other eighteen year old coming here to ask for permission to date my daughter, you know I would have hexed him out of the country in an instant."
Teddy gulped. He hoped this intimidating Bill wasn't something he'd have to get used to seeing.
"But I trust you Teddy. You've been by Victoire's side since she was born. And you're a good person," Bill continued. Fleur nodded in agreement. "Just remember, take things slow. You're both young, I don't want the two of you to make any irreparable mistakes."
Teddy nodded in agreement. "We will."
Bill sighed. "Time flies so fast. I still remember when the two of you were still in nappies."
"Remember when you first saw Victoire and said that she was the most 'beautiful thing' you'd ever seen?" Bill added, laughing.
Teddy shook his head.
"Or, that time when Victoire was five and told us that she was going to marry you, Teddy?" Fleur added. Bill and Teddy both shifted uncomfortably. "You were both so innocent back then," Fleur sighed.
Teddy didn't say anything but his face was beet red.
The conversation took a lighthearted turn while Bill and Fleur took turns recalling memories of Teddy's and Victoire's childhood, while Teddy sat on the couch and endured their jokes and lighthearted teasing.
The three of them sat in the living room for what must've been a while because Fleur suddenly excused herself, saying she had to prepare supper and that Teddy was welcome to stay.
Teddy politely declined, school was starting in a few days and his flat still needed unpacking.
Teddy swung by the mail room on his way to class and retrieved the letter that he'd been expecting. He smiled: the envelope was addressed to him and written in a familiar handwriting that Teddy instantly recognized as Victoire's.
It had been a few weeks since school started and, as Teddy promised, he had been writing Victoire as frequently as he could.
But sending letters between the wizarding world and muggle world was slow. Whereas an owl could make the trip between London and Scotland in a few hours, Victoire had to direct the owl to drop her letter in the muggle post, which would then take a day or two to be routed to his location.
They had to take this precaution because it wouldn't do to have an owl swooping into the classroom while Teddy was attending a lecture, or an owl paying the flat a visit while Tom was hanging around.
Although Teddy sometimes borrowed Harry's owl to deliver his letters to Victoire, Teddy found himself getting busier as the days went on, and when he noticed that his replies were starting to pile up on his desk when he couldn't make time to visit Harry's, he started having to use the muggle post as well.
Teddy carefully placed Victoire's latest letter in his school bag as he rushed out the door. He'd woken up late again and only had time to eat a banana before rushing out of his flat that morning.
His phone buzzed and he spared a second to read the message he'd just received. It was from Sienna - a classmate of his in the industrial design track - asking if he was going to be late again and if he needed her services to make up an excuse for his tardiness.
Teddy chuckled before replying that, no, he was going to be on time, before speeding up to a slow jog. He glanced at the time on his phone and determined that he had enough time to make it.
He let his mind wander and his thoughts landed on something that had been bothering him for the past few weeks.
This girl he'd only just met was able to instantaneously communicate with him using muggle technology, but for Teddy to talk with his girlfriend, he had to wait days for her to receive his letter, and an additional few days on top of that to finally get to read her reply.
How fair was that?
Sure, there were patronus messages and floo calls, but those methods of communication were either inconvenient (requiring a nearby fireplace on both ends), or requiring high level magic that many witches and wizards had difficulty achieving. They also couldn't be used around muggles.
But muggles had invented this instantaneous communication device called the mobile phone, and he wished wizards could adopt something like it.
Teddy ran into the classroom and plopped down in the nearest seat.
"Welcome, Mr. Lupin. We were just about to begin," Professor Watson said dryly. Professor Watson was head of the industrial design faculty but insisted on teaching the required introductory course in order to familiarize himself with all the students who wanted to graduate with a degree from his program.
Professor Watson was also a squib, which made him the perfect ambassador between the university and the Ministry department that oversees wizard-muggle educational exchanges. Which meant that he was the obvious choice to be Teddy's academic advisor.
When class ended, Teddy remembered Victoire's letter in his bag as he was packing his things. He glanced at his watch, and after determining that there was enough time before he had to get to his next class, he carefully tore open the envelope and began reading.
Hey Teddy-
You wouldn't believe what just happened today.
Professor Slughorn - the dolt - invited me to join his stupid Slug Club. You know how much I enjoy Potions and here I was, thinking that maybe I'd made a good impression on him. But no, he only had words to say about my parents, a Triwizard Champion and both famous veterans of the war.
I snapped at him, but I apologized quickly afterwards. I know I shouldn't have lost my temper, but you know how I hate it when people only see my famous family rather than looking at my own achievements and my own merit. But whatever, enough about my dull problems.
How's everything going with you lately?
As much as I love reading about design principles and color theory, I'd love to hear more about your life. How are your professors? Have you made any new friends? How's Tom doing? Do muggles eat different food than we do?
Just joking about that last question.
Looking forward to your reply as always!
Love,
Victoire
Teddy sighed. It was probably due to the restrictions of the communication medium, and how he couldn't see Victoire's face or expressions while she talked, but he couldn't help but feel that Victoire's letters sometimes made him feel a bit uneasy.
She seemed a bit demanding, which wasn't her usual character at all, and she also had a tendency to rant about all the little perceived slights or negative encounters she experienced, which made Teddy uncomfortable, since he always tried to see the positive side of things.
Victoire also didn't seem to like it when Teddy offered suggestions on how to deal with whatever problem she was facing. Teddy wasn't sure why she'd bothered to write about them to him if she wasn't expecting him to try and think of ways to help her fix them.
Perhaps he'd avoid writing about Slughorn in his next reply. He pulled out a blank sheet of paper and began thinking about what he'd write.
"What are you doing?"
Teddy looked up and saw Sienna looking down at him. The classroom had mostly emptied out by now, with only a few stragglers packing their bags.
"Thinking about how I should start off this letter," Teddy replied.
Sienna raised an eyebrow. "You're writing a letter?"
Teddy nodded. "My girlfriend, Twa, she's still at the boarding school we went to together. They're not allowed to have phones so the only way we can talk is by writing letters."
"That's actually kinda romantic," Sienna remarked. "A little less so the fact that you're forced to write letters because they take away your phones. Who would've guessed that you were a private school-attending fancypants?" She joked.
"Not really," Teddy smiled. "Both of us had full scholarships, neither of our families could ever afford fancypants private school tuition."
Sienna laughed. "Sorry, I was wrong. Your pants are not fancy. You're actually just a smartypants."
Teddy laughed at that. He put his pen and paper back into his bag and stood up. He didn't really know what to say to Victoire, perhaps he'd think about it a bit more tonight.
"What school did you go to anyway? I want to look it up."
"St Brutus's Secure Centre for Incurably Criminal Boys."
Sienna made a choking sound and looked at him with surprised eyes, before breaking into laughter. "You're joking right?"
She thought about it for a moment before adding, "unless your girlfriend is also an incurably criminal boy, I think it's safe to say you're joking."
Teddy grinned. "My godfather also went to that school and he made up the name St. Brutus to get his bullies back home to back off. I always thought it was a funny name."
"Oh, he made it up?" Sienna replied. "I actually thought it sounded kinda familiar, but I can't place where I heard it from."
"No, it's definitely made up," Teddy laughed, showing Sienna his phone, which displayed a Google search result with no hits. "Besides, no one in their right mind would call a rehab facility a place for 'incurably criminal boys'; the name's just ridiculous."
Victoire was glaring at Teddy but he was trying his hardest not to burst out laughing.
Victoire was home for the half term holidays, during which most students stayed in Hogwarts since it really only amounted to four days, including the weekend. But unlike most of her peers, Victoire had someone she really wanted to see.
But Teddy had other thoughts. Or at least, it seemed like he did.
A few moments earlier, Teddy informed Victoire that he'd already made plans for lunch with a female classmate of his - Sienna - but that he was sure she'd be fine with it if Victoire tagged along.
Which is why Victoire was currently glaring at him.
"You didn't think I'd want to spend some one-on-one time with you after being apart for so long?" She asked incredulously.
"Well," Teddy said, starting to think that it might be better to come clean before he riled up Victoire too much. "It won't take too long and I'm doing a favor for Tom, and he thought it would be super helpful if you tagged along."
Victoire blinked. She obviously hadn't been expecting that response.
Teddy smiled. "Tom fancies Sienna, and since I'm her classmate and already know her, he asked me if I could set up an introduction. Then he found out you were coming back this week and asked if you could join so Sienna wouldn't be the only girl there."
Victoire exhaled loudly before smacking Teddy on the arm. "You did that on purpose!"
"What?" Teddy yelped, slightly recoiling and playfully rubbing his arm where Victoire had smacked him.
"You made it sound like you were going out on a date with another girl on the day I came home from Hogwarts," she shook her head. "Arsehole," she added under her breath.
"You don't mean that," Teddy said, grinning as he wrapped Victoire in a big hug.
"No, I don't," Victoire smiled. "You said it wouldn't take long though?"
Teddy shook his head. "Tom wants us to find an excuse to leave halfway through brunch so that he can spend some time getting to know Sienna a bit without us in the way."
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Victoire asked. "What if Sienna doesn't like being left alone with a stranger?"
"Well, Tom's not really a stranger," Ted pondered for a moment. "The two of them know each other in passing, since we all go to the same uni."
Victoire shrugged. "Okay, well if you're sure…"
Teddy and Victoire met up with Tom and Sienna a few hours later for brunch and were enjoying plates of sausages, scrambled eggs, and potatoes.
"You know," Sienna said to Victoire, "Ted never stops going on about his beautiful girlfriend."
Victoire blushed and looked at Teddy with a playful grin. "Teddy may be prone to exaggeration."
Teddy had decided to start going by the more professional Ted now that he was an adult, and while even Tom had gone along with it, Victoire found the whole thing to be hilarious and refused to call him Ted.
"Teddy's also mentioned you in his letters - he tells me you've been helping cover for him when he's late to his morning classes. I can't believe that even though he's in uni, he's still oversleeping," Victoire said, nudging Teddy.
Sienna also started taking it upon herself to give Teddy a call on mornings where they share classes to make sure he was awake. He was definitely less tardy now because of it.
"I still think it's super romantic that the two of you write letters to each other," Sienna said.
Victoire choked out a laugh. "What do you mean, isn't that normal?"
Teddy shot Victoire a look while shaking his head.
"Oh, yeah, of course not. Hah, we wouldn't be doing this if our school wasn't so strict about phones."
"They're still allowed to do that in 2016?" Sienna asked, referring to the phone ban.
"I mean, they allow us to call our parents regularly, but since Teddy isn't family…" Victoire shrugged.
"What about the internet?"
Teddy shook his head. "Our school has no internet. Completely off-the-grid. It's part of their academic theory to teach us the-" Teddy made quote marks with his fingers, "old fashioned way."
Victoire and Sienna both laughed.
"So, Sienna," Tom interjected. "How are classes for you lately?"
"Oh, it's not bad," Sienna responded pleasantly. "Ted's probably told you most of the things, particularly about how Professor Watson is a wanker." She sighed. "I just can't figure out what he wants, he's never satisfied with my written work."
"You know that he never reads our essays in full. He only skims the first few paragraphs, so you have to make sure to summarize all of your main points up at the top," Teddy said.
"Easier said than done."
"That's how I make it work out at least."
"What about outside of class?" Tom asked.
Sienna pondered for a moment. "It's kinda weird since I've been wanting to do design for so long, but over the summer I started learning how to code, and I've been slowly teaching myself the basics. I'm not sure that really qualifies as a hobby, but it's something I do in my free time."
Sienna turned to look at Tom. "What about you?"
"Basketball," Tom immediately said. "Growing up at the orphanage, there weren't a lot of expensive toys lying around, but basketball is cheap, all you really need is a ball and a flat, solid ground to play on."
"The same orphanage run by Ted's grandma?"
Tom nodded. "That's how we knew each other."
"I didn't know you grew up there," Sienna replied, before briefly glancing at Teddy. "As a matter of fact, Ted here hasn't told me much about his roommate at all."
Tom gave Teddy a look, causing Teddy to shrug, saying, "Tom and I hardly ever see each other nowadays. I sleep at night like a regular person, but I swear Tom is a vampire or something because I never see him around during the day."
"I'm also nocturnal," Sienna offered. "I do my best work at night, whether it's schoolwork or coding."
Ted doesn't get it though, he gets really grumpy past 11 at night," Tom said.
"He's also grumpy before 11 in the morning," Victoire giggled. "Teddy needs his beauty sleep, right?" Victoire playfully ran a hand down Teddy's arm.
Teddy threw his hands in the air. "Yeah, let's all gang up on how I sleep too much. But I'll have you know, my beautiful skin is a result of getting good sleep at night," he laughed, running a hand exaggeratedly down his cheek.
Victoire pushed his hands away and cupped his cheeks in her own hands. "I've always wondered what the secret to your baby soft skin was, Teddy."
"You keep on calling him Teddy," Sienna observed.
"Oh, just a childhood nickname," Tom offered.
"But you don't call him Teddy," Sienna said to Tom.
Tom shrugged. "Everyone around here rubbed off on me and I stopped calling him that."
"It's mostly just Twa and her family that calls me that now," Teddy said.
"And you keep on calling her Twa," Sienna said.
Teddy shrugged. "It's a dumb nickname I made up when we were kids and it kinda stuck."
"Despite my best efforts," Victoire mumbled. "Nobody else calls me that."
"Wow, you two must go really far back," Sienna remarked.
"Yeah, we do," Victoire replied. "Which reminds me, Teddy, we need to go pick up your grandma's birthday gift."
Tom brightened up and began nodding enthusiastically.
"Oh right! I almost forgot!" Teddy said. "Sorry for leaving the two of you here," he continued, gesturing at Tom and Sienna. "But I made an appointment with the, um, jeweler to pick up my grandma's present and I'm a bit behind schedule, so I gotta run."
"No worries," Sienna said. "I'll see you in class, then?"
Teddy nodded, "yup, see you in class!"
"And I'll see you," Sienna said, looking at Victoire. "...when I see you, I guess? It was lovely to meet you, Victoire."
"Likewise," Victoire said, smiling at Sienna.
Teddy would be lying if he wasn't a bit nervous about how this meeting would go. Teddy was never great at making friends at Hogwarts, and the same was true post-Hogwarts. Aside from Tom, the only other person at uni that Teddy would consider a friend was Sienna.
Victoire wasn't really the jealous type, but he wasn't sure how she'd react knowing that Teddy's second closest friend here was a girl. Especially with all the weird miscommunications going on with the letters. But Victoire and Sienna seemed to get along during the meeting, and from his vantage point, Tom and Sienna were also hitting it off, so everything seemed to be going well.
"I think Sienna is trying to politely tell Tom that she's not interested," Victoire told Teddy after they had left the restaurant.
"Really?" Teddy said, surprised. "Why do you think so?
"You're not very good at reading people are you?" Victoire grinned. "She kept trying to talk to you or me and only really spoke to Tom if he addressed her."
"Oh no," Teddy groaned, realizing that what Victoire said was probably true. "Do we have to be the ones to break the bad news to him?"
"Nah," Victoire said. "I'm sure it'll work itself out. If he tries to make a move on him, I'm sure she'll let him down gently."
Teddy nodded.
"Sienna seems nice," Victoire added.
Teddy nodded again. "Yeah, you know how I'm not really good at making friends, and she's easy to get along with so…"
"What should we do next, then?" Victoire asked.
"It's been a while since we've gone people-watching on the underground," she smiled, grabbing Teddy's hand and dragging him towards the tube station entrance just ahead of them.
The two of them spent the next few hours hiding their giggles behind their hands as they pointed at different commuters and tried to come up with a story behind who they were and why they were taking the tube.
Stories ranged from the tame (which were usually Teddy's) to the absurd or sexually charged (usually Victoire's), to the complicated and mysterious ones that were difficult to follow or understand (usually Teddy's).
At one point, Victoire pointed at a balding, middle aged man and exclaimed that he must've just come from his mistress' flat because his shifty eyes clearly meant that he was hiding something. Teddy agreed that he had shifty eyes, but offered that maybe he had shifty eyes because people were always judging him for his shifty eyes so he had to be on the constant lookout.
Victoire was about to comment about how that made absolutely no sense when the man inexplicably turned his head around and looked right in their direction, causing a small shriek to escape from Victoire's mouth instead.
At that moment, a woman stepped off the train with a fake parrot on her shoulder, and although it wasn't objectively that funny, Victoire started cackling and Teddy couldn't stop himself from bursting into laughter.
What he and Victoire were doing was pretty stupid, but because he was doing it with her, everything just felt right. God, he missed having Victoire around with him in-person and he wished he could speed up time so that she would just be graduated already.
Four days went by before he knew it and Victoire and he were back to writing letters to each other. Getting to hang out with Victoire in person was amazing and it sucked to have to go back to writing letters. Victoire seemed to feel the same way, and her letters to him seemed to be very moody.
Her letters always included a complaint about a professor,
Binns' on my case again about that 15-inch essay about the goblin wars, but I wrote what he told me to write when I went to see him after class the other day? Why can't he just make up his mind?
Or a classmate,
What about Grump's Law does Leon not understand? At this point, I'm doing the whole group project for him and he doesn't even have the decency to thank me. Honestly!
Or even the food,
I know the house elves are working very hard, and I don't blame them for it - really - but the pastries have been dry and musty lately and it's not a good taste.
But when Teddy offered to Victoire that maybe she should go talk to Binns, Leon, or the house elves about it, she would write back to tell him that obviously, she'd thought about that already but there was no use in doing so. They weren't going to change.
The tension ultimately blew up into a huge fight over the winter holidays at the Burrow, where Victoire pointedly told Teddy that she was ranting to him because she needed someone to listen to her problems, not someone trying to solve her problems from a thousand miles away.
Teddy still didn't understand why she would tell him these things if she wasn't asking Teddy to help fix her problems, but Victoire had agreed that she would lower the frequency of her rants so as not to "burst Teddy's bubble of positivity."
They'd gone a day without talking to each other after that fight, although Teddy went to Shell Cottage to apologize afterwards, telling Victoire that even though he still didn't fully understand, he would try to respect her wishes and just try to listen to her problems rather than always trying to solve them.
Victoire also apologized for blowing up at him and said that the stresses of upper-level classes has been causing her temper to flare lately, and promised to try to reign it in.
It had been their first real fight since they'd gotten together, and Harry and Ginny told him that fights were going to happen, especially in long distance relationships, but that it was important to never jump to conclusions about the other person and to always try to see things from the other's point of view, even if you don't understand it fully.
Sure, they'd had a fight, but Teddy was just relieved that they'd figured it out on their own and could move on. They never really fought before when they were just friends, but being in a relationship meant changed expectations. Teddy would learn to deal with it if it meant being closer to Victoire.
There would probably be more fights in the future, but they would fight, then make up, learn from it, and move on … just as they'd done this time around.
