Chapter 1

- Arriving At The Burrow -

"Why couldn't we just use the Floo Network?" Teddy asked doubling over, a sick feeling in his stomach after he apparated alongside his father.

"You okay?" Remus asked his son who gave him a comical thumbs up. "It takes a bit to get used to."

"I'll be fine." He stood, tugging at his jumper which did little to block out the cold night air. In the distance stood a very tall house that leaned slightly to the left, making Teddy fear that it might take only one push for it to topple over. From where he stood in the bog-like fields, that'd made his shoes muddy, Teddy could see Harry, Ron and Hermione talking on the staircase. "I didn't know Harry was going to be here."

"What?" Remus looked up at the window. "Oh, yes. I heard Dumbledore might be bringing him here for the rest of the holidays."

Teddy continued to look at the window as they trudged towards the front door. "Will I see you at the train station, Dad?"

Remus smiled, the smile that Teddy loved seeing, and ran his fingers through Teddy's hair. "Of course, I'll be there." He knocked on the door of the Burrow which Mrs Weasley opened.

"Remus! Teddy!" She wrapped them both in a big hug. "It's so good to see you two, how was your trip."

Teddy shuddered at the memory of apparating. "Never again." Mrs Weasley laughed, letting them inside where they were greeted by the others. "Hey guys." Teddy ran over to them while Mrs Weasley talked with his father. "Where's Fred and George?"

"You haven't heard? They've opened a joke store in Diagon Alley, we're going there tomorrow after we collect our books." Hermione explained.

"And I heard they've perfected their Skiving Snack-boxes." Hermione shot Ron a look but he ignored her. "I heard they made a new stock of Puking Pasties!"

Teddy rolled his eyes, grinning. "Why anyone would want to purposely make themselves sick is beyond me."

"See!" Hermione stood beside Teddy facing Ron and Harry. "See, Teddy gets it! Oh, that reminds me Teddy, Dumbledore's letting you do your OWLs this year isn't he?"

"Yeah that's right. How'd you guys go on yours?"

Ron shrugged. "I passed most of them with an 'Acceptable'. Harry got a few 'Exceeds Expectations'."

Hermione flicked her hair almost smugly. "They were all 'Outstanding' for me, of course."

"Of course." Teddy put down his heavy suitcase. "Guess I'll have a lot of study to do to catch up for loss time."

Hermione put her hand on his shoulder. "You'll be fine, your grades are already amazing by themselves and besides," she glanced back at the two boys. "You're one of few that understand that hard-work truly does pays off!" Ron poked his tongue out.

"Teddy, I'm off." Remus called from beside the front door and Teddy ran over giving him a quick goodbye hug. "I'll see you at the platform. Don't forget to get your books with the others."

"I won't forget. See you there."

He watched as his father walked out of the Burrow, there was a loud crack as he apparated. "Let me make you something to eat dearie." Mrs Weasley bustled off to the kitchen, tapping on pots and pans that followed behind her as she walked.

"Oh, hey Teddy." Ginny said as she walked down the stairs. "Where's Arkie? Is she with you?" She asked hopefully.

"No, she's spending the holidays with her new adoptive parents."

The red-haired girls face lit up. "She's been adopted! Have you met them, her new parents?"

"No, not yet."

"Sit down at the table, dinner's ready!" Mrs Weasley called out and they all sat around at the table sipping from their small mugs of pumpkin juice. "Excited for your OWLs Teddy?"

"Yes, very." Teddy said after taking a sip from his mug.

"I wanted to ask, what are you planning on doing after you graduate Hogwarts, Teddy?" Hermione asked, cutting into her slice of steak and mushroom pie. Teddy had been pondering the question for quite some time over the holidays. He had so many options. "Well, I don't quite know. I've been thinking of becoming a Curse-Breaker, or perhaps an Auror. But both of those require at least an 'Exceeds Expectations' on the Dark Arts, Potions and etc."

"Harry's thinking of being an Auror, aren't you Harry?" Ginny's red haired flicked as she turned her head in Harry's direction.

"You could always join the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures?" Hermione offered.

"That's little racist Hermione!"

"No, it isn't Ron! Well... maybe it is, but in a good way!" Everyone's eyes were on her but she didn't shy away. "I'm just saying, it'd be good to have someone like Teddy in that position, someone both humans and mystical creatures can trust."

Teddy fiddled with his fork. "I'm flattered Hermione. But I don't know... I mean there isn't much employment for Werewolves, especially considering everything that's happening." They all knew what he was talking about. Fenrir Greyback's revolt had made the gap between wizards, witches and magical creatures wider.

"Well," Hermione continued. "Maybe that's exactly why it's the perfect time for you to step up."

"The guy's still in school, Hermione. Give him a break." Ron groaned.

Teddy took another sip of pumpkin juice, lost deep in thought. His grades had always been good, not as good as Hermione's, but they were defiantly close. He wasn't an expert Herbologist like his girlfriend, nor was he fantastic in Potions, but he'd always blamed that on Snape's prejudice. But, like his father, he was a gifted dueler and enjoyed most lessons that including using a wand. He continued to think as he laid back in the small pullout bed Mrs Weasley had set up for. He realized he hadn't seen Mr Weasley all night, and guessed he must've been working double time at the Ministry or for the Order.

Teddy had woken up early, before the sun was even up, and was lying on his bed, reading through his textbooks. His held his glowing wand between his lips and he read. "Teddy?" Harry rubbed his eyes, blinking in the light.

"Sowy, dit I wayk yer?" He muffled through the wand between his teeth.

"Yeah, what are you doing?"

"Stoodying fer OW's." He looked back down at his book.

"When are your OWL exams?"

"Firsf day bak!"

Harry watched him as he continued to read. "Do you think you'll be invited into the NEWT classes?"

"Huh?" Teddy's eyes didn't leave the page. Harry propped himself up against his pillow, putting his glass on. On top of the wardrobe Hedwig gave a low hoot. "You know? If you get really good marks on your OWLs you're invited into the NEWT classes."

"Wur yer invited?"

"Yeah, I was invited into the Dark Arts NEWT class." There was silence and HArry took off his glasses rolling over in his bed. "Night, Teddy."

"Noyt." He replied.