Bill had promised to visit today.
Teddy couldn't keep his eyes off the door in anticipation. It had only been days since Bill had last visited. He could barely touch the bread his grandmother had given him for breakfast, ignoring that annoyed look she was giving him with every moment that passed.
"Edward Remus Lupin! I will not have you wasting food in my house! Eat! Or I'll tell Hermione to watch you when I'm busy."
It only took a glance at his grandmother to know she was utterly serious.
Teddy didn't know what was worse: not having Bill visit as often, or having Aunt Hermione watch over him instead of Bill. Aunt Hermione was a wonderful woman, but she tended to follow whichever rules his grandmother had put down for him to the letter. Bill let him get away with a few things.
Aunt Hermione was boring. Bill was fun.
Written for Game of Life: drama, Teddy/Bill, bread