Okay, first, I am so so so sorry for not updating sooner. All I can say is: school. And homework. Okay, and band practice. But I plan on updating more regularly, if time permits me. Thank you to all of my wonderful reviewers, including: lolchika21, Bucky5, Laura-Isabel, and lilbunny98, who is my great friend on here and gave me the inspiration for this story(:

Sorry if I mess up when Fleur's talking, it took me forever to try and type out her part.

And now, I give you chapter four.

Disclaimer: I'm not J.K. Rowling. Don't sue me, okay?

Teddy had an idea. A theory, really. He believed firmly in the Ice cream Personality Diagnosis. It went something like this: there's different flavors of ice cream, right? And people have different personality traits, right? So Teddy believed (in not so-many-words) that each flavor corresponded with a certain personality trait; meaning that know someone's favorite flavor, know their personality.

For instance, Dominique had gotten a double-scoop strawberry cone with extra sprinkles, which meant she was thoughtful, more of a follower than a leader, often thought of as quiet and reserved, but insanely loyal. Dominique was loyal, thoughtful, and a follower (usually), but quiet she was not. This would've proven Teddy's entire theory wrong and ruined all his hard research, had it not been for the sprinkles. The sprinkles showed liveliness and joy, which represented the petite red head to a T.

Aunt Tori (he had taken to calling her that, even though he had no clue if she was really his aunt) got a chocolate-dipped waffle cone with three scoops of mint chocolate chip smashed inside. Mint chocolate chip showed confidence and stubbornness, implying that Astoria was a realist who was skeptical about life, but had close family ties and friendships thanks to her (occasional) honesty and dependability. He felt comfortable labeling Aunt Tori a Mint Chocolate Chip.

Rocky road was a mixture of charm and flat-out rich chocolate-y indulgence; all wrapped up in a slightly spoiled attitude and a liking for the finer things in life. It was no wonder Aunt Fleur went for a bowl of it.

Her eldest daughter, on the other hand, almost sent the whole system crashing down. Chocolate chip (not mint, just regular chocolate chip) supposedly represented competitiveness, ambition, generosity, and a sparkling personality. Victoire had none of those things (well, the competitiveness and ambition, okay, she had that) but generous she was not. Teddy could vividly remember a time when she clocked him on the head with her miniature broomstick when they were toddlers when he asked if he could have a go (he got her back later by dying her beloved doll's hair magenta). Sparkling personality? Ha! He could say with complete honesty that Victoire was one of the most unpleasant human beings he had ever had the misfortune of being around. A fact that seemed to be getting more and more accurate by the millisecond.

"Honestly Teddy," Victoire gave him a look of utter disdain as she daintily licked her chocolate chip cone, "have you never used a napkin?" he glowered at the blond girl, who was getting more and more intolerable by the minute. The were at some little ice cream parlor, the three adults in adamant discussion at one table, the three kids at the other. Dominique patted his hand, smiling a sticky strawberry smile. He tried to smile back, but it was hard while he was plotting the demise of her sister.

"I'm sorry, but I find it hard to believe that you married Malfoy!" all three of them looked over at the adult's table, where Uncle Bill was talking with Aunt Tori, who laughed.

"He was an insufferable prat, and still can be, but I love him for it. And you seem to keep forgetting I was in Slytherin, which, according to you Gryffindors, is the root of all things dark and evil," she raised her eyebrows. Teddy and Victoire imminently dropped their bickering, not willing to pass up a prime opportunity to eavesdrop.

"Slytherin? I would've never guessed!" Uncle Bill exclaimed, looking bewildered.

"Why?" Aunt Tori's expression remained emotionless. Aunt Fleur took the plastic spoon out of her mouth and looked thoughtful for a moment.

"Because you zeem zo nice! I 'hought you 'ere a Ravenclaw!" Aunt Tori blinked, a sliver of a smile creeping onto her face.

"That's what Draco and Daphne and basically the rest of Slytherin always said, until I-" Astoria stopped gazing into the distance and smiled at them. "Ready to go sight-seeing?" She stood up, already waddling off, leaving a confused Bill, Fleur, who had already forgotten about it; and Teddy still trying his hardest not to get locked up in prison in a foreign country for homicide as Victoire dribbled ice cream on his sneakers.

Harry sighed, relieved. The dinner was over, the check paid for, and he and Ginny were out the door, ready to go rescue his godson. He smiled down at Ginny, suddenly in a happy mood. "Oh, isn't it so pretty?" Ginny said in a whisper, tilting back her head to look at the velvety black sky, stars dotted over it.

"Yes, it's very pretty. I wonder how it looks at Malfoy Manor. Oh, I know! Let's find out!" Harry tugged at her hand, preparing to Apparate. Ginny looked at him, her eyes suddenly all swirly and dreamy-looking, as if she had been hypnotized.

"Harry," her eyes locked onto his, the beginnings of a grin showing on her face, "You know where I want to go right now?"

"Malfoy Manor?" he pressed, hopeful.

"Ron and Hermonie's!" she threw her hands up in the air, the Joy Fairy having evidently sprinkled happy dust on her.

"But, dear, we have to go get Teddy and-" Ginny pouted, cutting him off.

"Harry, we haven't seen Ron and Hermonie in forever!" she protested.

"We just saw them two days ago," he muttered under his breath.

"What was that?" she asked suspiciously, eyes narrowed.

"Nothing, nothing at all," he sighed, wishing the baby would hurry up and be born already. "Fine, we'll go to Ron and Hermonie's, but only for a quick visit, then we have to go get Teddy," Ginny clapped her hands together, kissing him and then grabbing his hand. Something tells me this isn't going to be a quick visit Harry thought as his stomach swirled as they apparated.

"So how exactly are you and Teddy related again?" Teddy looked up when he heard his name, zeroing in on the adult's conversation.

"Well, I'm not exactly sure..." Aunt Tori explained. Uncle Bill nodded understandingly. The whole lot of them were shuffling down the streets of Paris, Dominique humming, off in her own little world, and Victoire throwing quiet snide comments to Teddy whenever the adults weren't paying attention.

"Paris is more beautiful than I remember," Astoria mused, looking around her. "One of the most beautiful places I've been actually," she added. Dominique looked up.

"What was the most beautiful place you've been?" the little girl asked, eyes wide. Aunt Tori looked thoughtful. I have a bad feeling about this.

"Well, that would take a while to narrow down," she said with a laugh. Teddy sighed with relief, and the worried alert look went off of Fleur and Bill's faces. "But I'll tell you the most interesting place I've ever been was-" Teddy's hand was in her's before Paris even started spinning. It wasn't as bad this time, seeing as he expected it. But all in all, he was happy when they landed (even if he was on his back. Again.) He sat up, rubbing his eyes.

"Astoria?" he looked up at her.

"Mmhh yes?" she said, smoothing out her dress.

"Do you know how to speak Chinese?" he asked, staring at the bicycles the people rode and trying to block out the conversations he didn't understand, his head already hurting. Why couldn't we have gone to America? At least they speak English. Or, even better, England!

"Well, let's hope so," she said matter-of-factly, standing beside him and staring at the Chinese market.

This is where I tell you to review. This is also where I tell you how long I spent researching the ice cream personality thing (no, I didn't make it up. And all those flavors actually mean what I said) and how much I would appreciate a nice, long review(: