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Chapter 6

- Hogsmeade -

"Harry, tell me what's bothering you." Teddy said, scooping a mouthful of cereal. Harry passed him an opened letter.

"It's a letter from Sirius. I told him about the Goblet of Fire."

Teddy looked down, reading it.

Harry. I couldn't risk sending Edward.
Since the World Cup the ministry's been intercepting more and more owls and Hedwig's too easily recognised.
We need to talk Harry. Face to face.
Meet me in the Gryffindor common room at one o clock this Saturday night and make sure you're alone.
P.S the bird bites.

Teddy smiled slightly and guessed that was why there was now a small bandage on Harry's finger.

"This is good, you get to see Sirius."

Teddy was in a good mood. He was dressed in his usual thin t-shirt, Denim jacket and long pants. The small necklace of the wooden wolf, a Christmas present from Hermione, hung around his neck occasionally pulling up its head as if it was howling. "I'm just worried, what if he's caught. I don't want to be responsible for if he gets caught."

"He won't. Your Godfather escaped Azkaban and the Ministry countless times. I'm sure he knows what he's doing." Teddy only half believed his own words.

Finally, Professor McGonagall called for all the Hogsmeade students to follow her into the courtyard. One by one they handed her their forms and soon they were all off to Hogsmeade. Teddy noticed Ron hand over his form before standing alone. Obviously, he and Harry were still not talking.

"Teddy, you coming?" Hermione called as they began to enter the train.

"Yeah, I think I'll travel with Ron if that's okay?"

Harry didn't respond but Hermione nodded encouragingly.

"Hey, Ron. Wanna sit with me. You can tell me the best shops to visit on the way there."

Ron's mood brightened as his words and soon he was talking non-stop. "Just you wait, Teddy! I'm sure you're going to love Zonko's joke shop! Oh, and Honeyduke's, but of course you've already been there haven't you..."

Finally, they arrived. Hogsmeade looked different from when he and Harry had last visited on their secret adventure the year before. Last time, snow covered the ground and roofs, icicles had hung from the frost covered streetlamps and there'd been carolers singing loudly against the breeze. This time the sun shone warmly on the brick roofs and green leaves covered the stone path.

"So, where should we go first?" Ron asked. "There's a Quidditch shop nearby, I've been thinking of buying some merchandise."

"To impress Viktor Krum?"

Ron blushed. "No..."

"Actually, I was thinking of visiting the Three Broomsticks-" He stopped, having noticed a familiar figure walking across the street.

"Dad!" He called out, waving his arms frantically. "Dad!" He began to push through the crowd. "Sorry. Excuse me. Coming through. Sorry." He apologized. "Dad!"

Finally, Remus turned around. He looked as tired as ever, yet his eyes lit up when he saw his son who practically jumped into his arms.

"Teddy! I was hoping I'd see you. I was just on break when I saw Hogwarts students outside."

"Well, I'm here." Teddy finally let go. "How's it going at the Three Broomsticks."

"Fine. I've got a room in the pub not too far from here. Which reminds me, I wanted to give you this." In Teddy's hand he placed a small handful of coins.

"Dad, I can't take this. I saved enough pocket money."

To be honest he reckoned he didn't have enough to buy even one mug of Butterbeer, but he wasn't about to admit it.

Ron had finally caught up with Teddy, panting.

"Hello, Ron." Remus greeted.

"Hi... Mr... Lupin... How... Are... You?" He asked between breaths.

"I'm good. So, where are you two boys going to see first?"

"We were thinking of passing the Three Broomsticks to see you, but then I spotted you here so I guess we'll go visit Zonko's or something." Teddy said. "Are you gonna join us?" He asked, thinking it'd be fun to spend his Hogsmeade trip with his dad.

"Wish I could, Ted. But I gotta get back or Madam Rosmerta will have my head. You'll come by before you leave?"

"Of course."

Remus ruffled Teddy's hair. "Come on, Ted!" Ron had grabbed his hand and was dragging him through the crowd.

"Where are we going?" He asked, almost tripping over an uneven stone.

"Honeyduke's! You need to try everything!"

The boys spread their goods out on the table in the corner of the Three Broomsticks. "Watch it!" Ron cried. The red and black liquorice snakes attempted to snap at Teddy's elbow but he jerked away in time, grabbing one by its tail and biting off the head. "So? What do you think?" Ren asked.

Teddy pulled a face. "Nope, not a liquorice fan."

"What!?"

"Sorry, Ron." Teddy laughed, putting the still wriggling snake tail down and instead opened a box of Every Flavour Beans. "Wanna try your luck?" He offered the box to Ron who dug his hand deep down into its contents.

"George said that the best ones are always at the bottom." He pulled out a bean and popped it in his mouth. "Eck!"

"What?"

"Rotten Egg."

Teddy pulled another face, choosing a brown bean from the box. "This is either chocolate, or animal dung."

"You sure you willing to find out?" Ron sounded uneasy.

"For chocolate, I'll do anything." He chewed it slowly and sighed. "Animal dung, again." Ron nearly fell off his chair laughing, Teddy crossed his arms. "I wonder if they actually do have any good beans. Or are they all awful?"

"Don't know." Ron shrugged.

"Hey, boys." Remus smiled. He was carrying a tray with two Butterbeer mugs on them. "Here you go."

"Dad, we didn't order anything."

"On the house." He put the mugs down on the table and Ron fist bumped the air.

"Thank you Professor-" He stopped and blushed. "Sorry."

Teddy couldn't ignore the small hint of sadness in his father's eye, although it lasted for less than a second. "Please, just call me Remus, Ron."

Next to them, two men left their table. On the table was an issue of the Daily Prophet. "Hey look," Teddy grabbed it, having noticed a picture of Harry and the other Tri-Wizard champions on the front page. Ron leaned back in his seat, his good mood evaporating. "This ought to be good." He grumbled under his breath.

"I read that earlier." Remus said, cleaning up the table the men had left.

"And?" Teddy prompted but Remus was called over by Madam Rosmerta. So instead he read it aloud. "Teenage Tragedy! Harry Potter aged 12, suspect entrant in the Tri-Wwizard tournament. His eyes swimming with the ghosts of his past-" Teddy crumpled up the newspaper. Two sentences in and he couldn't read anymore. "It's all a bunch of Troll snot!" He muttered, taking a sip of his Butterbeer. "They don't know what they're talking about."

Ron didn't appear to be listening, instead he was facing the other way. Teddy wondered if Ron and Harry's fight had something to do with the tournament, though he decided not to dig any further into the subject. He could only hope that whatever was going on between them would soon be fixed. "We should go, the others will be heading back to the castle." Ron said.

"I'll go find my dad and say goodbye. Meet you outside?"

"Sure."