Cannons Chaser Three QLFC Prompts: Write about two characters in a school peer relationship.

There were supposed to be prompts to use; however, we missed the turn in time, so they are not included.

Characters: Teddy Lupin and Albus Dumbledore.

A/N: Obviously, this is going to be a Muggle!AU. Some of the characters are going to be OOC. Enjoy! This is dedicated to my wives! I love you all!

Beta'd by: Emiliya Wolfe, NeonDomino

WC: 1,504


Teddy settled onto his drawing horse with a sigh. The wooden desk — slash chair — was useful, but it was also a pain in the arse... literally.

"What do you think we'll be doing today?" Victorie slid onto the the drawing horse next to him and Teddy sighed. His ex-girlfriend was dressed in fuzzy purple pajama pants with a white blouse. It shouldn't match, but it worked on the woman.

"Life drawing again, Professor M. set up the stage," Teddy replied, frowning down at his box of supplies. He would have to go and pick up some more charcoal sometime this week, he only had three sticks left and one of them had been split in half.

"Then it's a good thing I stopped and got us coffee, isn't it?" Victorie held out a Starbucks cup and grinned, wiggling the cup in front of Teddy's face. The scent of cinnamon and caramel wafted across his nose and he swiped at it, cursing the blonde when she snatched the cup away.

"Vic, come on."

"Nope," Victorie replied, pulling the cup to her chest. "Who's the sexiest person in the room?"

"Clearly it's my wonderful professor and advisor, Mama G." Teddy turned to wink at the woman who had just walked into the room. Victorie turned to grin at the professor and Teddy snatched his cup out of her hand, taking a sip before letting out a loud sigh.

"I hope you're all ready to behave like civilized adults today." McGonagall set down her bag and reached up to pull a pencil out of her silver bun. "We'll be adding some students from one of my other classes and working on life drawings. I've taught all of you how to behave when working with a model and I expect those lessons to stick."

"That means we're drawing another old and wrinkled person." Victorie leaned over and whispered the words, her eyes sparkling with humor. Teddy waved a hand at her, scowling.

"Be nice. They don't have to come and stand or sit still for hours. Besides, you like the old and wrinkly ones," Teddy said. Victoire gasped and laid a hand on her chest, opening her mouth to speak before the door opening distracted them both.

"Minerva! How are you this lovely spring morning?" The man who had just walked in strolled over to their professor and raised her hand to kiss it. His long white beard gently brushed the floor as he bowed, and when he stood up it came to mid-calf. Their professor giggled and retracted her hand, swatting at the man. Teddy turned to Victoire and widened his eyes, snickering when she pretended to gag in return.

"Albus, you know that I'm your professor right now. Go have a seat and we'll finish talking later." Professor Minerva frowned at him before winking and turning to begin writing on the board. "Alright class, take your seats, eyes on me."

The scraping of chairs over the concrete floors filled the room and Teddy frowned, reaching a hand up to rub at his ears. Once all the noise had settled down to the breathing of people and the scratching of charcoal on paper, Professor Minerva faced them all with her hands on her hips.

"Alright, now that you've all settled down, I'm going to tell you how today's class is going to be different from our others. Normally, I have you split up into two different classes, but I've decided to pair a student from my first class with a student from the second." She gestured to the board behind her. "You'll be sketching the person as they sketch you. Partner assignments are listed on the board and I'll be putting on some music for those of you who don't have your own."

Victorie groaned and tilted her head back. Teddy snickered and rolled his eyes, turning to scan the board curiously. Would he get paired with a freshman?

Teddy Lupin and Albus Dumbledore

His eyebrows furrowed the longer he stared at the name. It sounded so familiar; where had he heard that name before?

"Looks like you get old and wrinkly," Victorie whispered in his ear, pulling away to laugh at the blood draining from his face. Teddy didn't want this! Why did he have to get paired with the weird man that flirted with their professor?!

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Lupin?" It was the man from earlier. "I'm Albus, I believe we're supposed to be working together today?"

"Er, yes, that's me." Teddy sighed and shooed Victorie away. "Go find your own partner you vixen."

The blonde stuck her tongue out and then skipped over to the other side of the room. Teddy scrunched his nose at her, rolling his eyes and then turning to look at his new partner.

"So, how do you want me?" Albus grinned wide, stretching an arm out. "Floor or chair?"

Teddy blinked, his mouth dropping open and closing quickly. He swallowed and steeled himself. It looked as if Teddy had a challenge for a partner; time to see what the old man was made of.

"If it won't hurt your back, I'd love to sketch you laid out on the floor. The texture in your shirt and the way your beard would lay out would be compositionally pleasing in my mind." Teddy leaned forward, raising a challenging eyebrow as he propped his elbow up on the edge of the drawing horse.

"Only if you're willing to stand while you work," Albus replied, lowering himself to the floor and crossing his ankles. "Are we going to change any lighting before I get comfortable?"

"No," Teddy shook his head, getting up from his seat. "We're just sketching today. If it was a full on drawing session, then I would recommend setting up lighting. Do you want one of the cushions we use for the models; I can grab one as I grab an easel?"

Albus nodded his thanks, and turned to get out his pencils. Teddy quickly ran over to the corner, grabbing one of the square pillows and a standing easel, carrying both back to the little section they had claimed.

"Here's that cushion," Teddy let the pillow fall to the floor as he set up his easel. "Are you ready to start?"

"I've already started."

"Ther- wait, what?" Teddy blinked and turned to look down at the man settled carefully on the floor. Blue eyes twinkled behind glasses as wrinkled hands carefully turned around the drawing board that had been propped up on his thighs. In soft graphite, aa figure holding a cushion was visible on the paper. Distinct features were ineligible, but Teddy was still in awe. He had only been gone for maybe a minute, and Albus had already completed one sketch.

"How did you…."

"I've been drawing since I was your age. Merely as a hobby, of course, and then my lovely niece asked for me to join her class." Albus winked at Teddy and turned the drawing board back around.

"Niece?" Teddy coughed slightly at the squeak he heard in his own voice. "Professor M is your niece?"

"Yes."

He could hear the satisfaction in his voice. Teddy scowled down at his own paper. This is what he got for jumping to conclusions. Quiet classical music began to drift through the room, and Teddy let the notes relax him.

"Is it alright if we talk? I find that the more distracted I am, the more I'm able to focus on what I'm drawing." Albus spoke up a couple minutes later, and Teddy glanced up from where he had been sketching the man's feet.

"Oh, uhm, okay. What would you like to talk about?" Teddy questioned, setting down the piece of charcoal he had been using. He'd sketch Albus' face next, get practice in for the animation classes he would be taking in the future.

"Why did you start drawing? It's a question I enjoy asking all of the artists I come across." Albus chuckled softly, tilting his head to the side before setting his pencil down and picking up a smudge stick.

"My mom," Teddy paused to take a deep breath. "When I was little, we would draw together once a week. She would paint, and I would color — dad would be cooking — and it was something that stayed with us until…."

Teddy sighed and picked up the charcoal again, sketching an outline of Albus' eyes.

"What about you? Why did you start drawing?"

Albus hummed and then spoke up, his voice almost softer than the music.

"My younger sister had mental issues, and one of the only ways to calm her down was to doodle. After she died, I kept up with the drawing. Eventually it led to painting, and then I decided that in my final years, I would go back to the beginning."

Teddy smiled softly, reaching for his colored pencils.

It was a lovely thought, that they were both here for the people they had lost.