A/N I am very sorry for not updating sooner, very, truly sorry. However, these things called the midyears took over my life for a bit, and then something called being sick, and then yet another called vacation = no computer access. But, here it is, and I'll try to get another chapter up before my break ends.
When Teddy awoke, it was to the sound of William tripping over his trunk and falling onto the floor. Teddy bolted up, hearing the loud banging and thinking it was his cousins, Roxanne and Dominique, who had found some new way to set off fireworks in the fireplace. They weren't really his cousins, biologically, and he didn't live with them most of the time, but all the family reunions had left enough of an impression on him.
"You okay, William?" he asked, looking over the edge his bed to where he could see William.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he mumbled, picking himself up. "And call me Will."
"As long as you call me Teddy. Theodore is far too long." Will smiled slightly, but then looked somber again. "What is it?" Teddy inquired.
"Well, I'd kind of like to get down to the great hall before Jen finds me again," he said nervously, glancing around though no one obviously would be there. "I don't want to have her corner me about Quidditch again."
"You do play don't you?" asked Teddy. From what he had heard from Uncle Harry, Oliver Wood took passion to a whole new level when it came to Quidditch. He doubted that his son would have had anything but the best coaching and training.
"You must've heard about my dad," sighed Will. "And my mum played Quidditch too. Alicia. She was on the team with my dad and Harry Potter."
"Of course," Teddy replied. "He gave me a warning about obsessive Quidditch captains before I came here. Seems we already met one, though she wasn't even a captain. Can you imagine what the real thing will be like?"
"Whoever he or she is, I doubt they can top my dad. I think I'm prepared," said Will, this time with a slight grin, which Teddy returned gladly. He had been afraid for a moment that both of his roommates were haunted enough already. Not that this castle didn't hold deep meaning for Teddy, after all, his parents had both died here, but he was determined to uphold his father's legacy. Harry had even given him the Marauders Map and the invisibility cloak for the time being.
"You can't ask for much more than this," Harry had told him with a mischievous gleam in his eye. The stuff he and his friends had done at school was legend enough in itself.
They stood there for a moment silently, each looking down, lost in thought. At last, Teddy snapped his head up and said briskly, "We better go get Felix up. He shouldn't be late for breakfast on the first day."
"Yeah, we'll probably all get lost on the way down," lamented Will.
"Oh, well we could always ask Jen for guidance," suggested Teddy shrewdly. He looked up innocently in response to Will's glare. "What? She would be more than happy."
Will grunted and watched sullenly as Teddy bent over Felix and shook him gently. Felix rolled over so he was facing up, rather than to the side, but stayed asleep, eyes closed. Sighing, Teddy shook him again, this time harder. Still, his eyes remained shut, although his lips were moving, muttering something incoherently.
"Hurry up, Teddy!" called Will. "I want to have enough time to get down there for a proper breakfast.'
"He's just a deep sleeper, that's all," Teddy called back over his shoulder. After another shake, this one more vigorous than the last, brought on the same response, he frowned. "Felix!" he said, softly at first, but then louder, until he was yelling. "Felix! Felix, are you there? FELIX!!!"
At this, Felix suddenly bolted up, eyes staring straight ahead, apparently unaware of Teddy's face right in front of him. Those eyes, blue with gold flecks, were wider than Teddy had ever seen eyes before. He didn't move.
Carefully, exercising great caution, he reached over, hand hovering over Felix's shoulder. After a quick look over to Will for support, he gently brought his fingertips down. What he was not prepared for was the reaction this brought on.
Teddy went flying across the room. Felix's arm had shot up, smacking him directly in the neck, hard to. His arm had seemed almost stiff, wrong somehow. Will wasted no time on Felix, however, and rushed over to Teddy to see if he was alright.
"Teddy? Teddy, are you alright?" he asked anxiously, crouched over Teddy's fallen form.
Breathlessly, Teddy muttered, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just lost my breath for a second. Give me a moment." He took in several deep breaths and felt around his neck. It hurt a little bit, but her would be alright. It was Felix he worried about. "What's up with him?"
"I don't know; you were the one right next to him," shrugged Will.
"I wonder, does this always happen to him, or is just Kristen?" wondered Teddy out loud.
"Kristen? Who's Kristen?"
"His twin," responded Teddy absentmindedly, slowly getting up and approaching Felix for the second time. "I don't think he's ever been without her before."
Will slowly nodded and offered a hand to help Teddy up, which he accepted gratefully. He looked gratefully at Will, so he didn't see what happened next. But the sound made him freeze, more than a gunshot in a graveyard.
A/N again, sorry for the long wait, but hope this was okay, a bit of a cliffie. Please review now. I know that people are reading this and I've had barely any reviews so please just take those two minutes out of your life just to press the button and write a short comment. You know you want to press that button.