Dominique-
Walking to Defense Against The Dark Arts, Dominique Weasley was alone. She was late again.
"Psssst! Dominique!"
Dominique rapidly turned around and saw Lorcan. She threw her bag across the hall and ran over to Lorcan to hug him. She jumped into his arms and they embraced tightly. He released her onto the ground. She was still smiling.
"How are you? Why didn't you talk to me on the train? Where HAVE you been?" she rambled on.
Before she could speak again he put his index finger to her mouth.
"Will you do me the biggest favor and skip class with me?" he asked. His deep blue eyes were penetrating through her soul. She felt completely breathless and instead of shouting, "YES!", as if he just proposed, she decided to nod instead. He extended his arm and she locked hers in with his. They went near the Herbology area and took a walk through the new pergola.
"How's your family? Your mother in particular," asked Dominique.
"Alright. Mom's good at masking her emotions. You can hardly tell she's grieving at all,"
"She must be devastated, though. Losing her father must be terribly awful. I truly am sorry," she continued.
"She kind of knew that when your family sent all those things to us."
"My parents were friends of hers and love her very much." She thought to herself 'And I'm so desperately in love with you,' but she didn't have the guts to get around to say it.
"She really likes you," he said.
"Really?"
"Yeah, she thinks that you have...'Spunk'," he said in air quotes.
"Spunk?"
"Yeah, you know her." They both looked at each other and laughed simultaneously.
They left the pergola and sat under the giant tree near the lake. They had already missed twenty minutes of class just laughing and goofing off.
"You're wearing the necklace," Lorcan pointed out. At first Dominique didn't know what he was talking about, but looked down and saw her Deathly Hallows pendant hanging from her neck.
"Oh, yeah...I um," she started with. She was blushing and felt her heart sinking to the pit of her stomach.
"I didn't think you'd wear it."
"Well, you did give it to me and that's the purpose for a necklace, you know to wear around your neck." She was going nowhere.
Lorcan was nodding his head and acting like he was interested in her rambling. Really, he was laughing on the inside.
"I'm going to need a bigger shovel, aren't I?"
"Why is that?" he said through laughter.
"For the hole that I'm digging right now," she laughed out.
They fell down laughing hysterically and lay down next to each other. There hands were close enough to touch. Their heads drifted over so they were face to face. Dominique stared into his eyes and saw that this was an opportune moment.
Lorcan rolled over to on his side and put his head on his hand. Dominique was still looking at him.
"What?" he asked.
"Well," she said while turning over on her stomach,"you wrote me all summer. Those letters meant a lot to me. I never really talked to anyone except you at all and I'm thankful that I could do that with someone other than my crazy family."
"I feel the same way. It was nice to have a friend," he said.
Dominique's heart that was in the pit of her stomach got raised back up and was used as a punching bag. Lorcan saying that to her was like a slap in the face. And instead of yelling at him like she should have, she just said, "Right. Friend."
Teddy-
Teddy Lupin was asleep in his bed tossing and turning. He was dreaming. In this dream, he kept seeing a tall, raggedy, ginger-haired man with a small woman, much younger than he. They were with his grandparents and they were huddled around a crib. Teddy could see that this wasn't only a dream, it was a memory of someone's. Those people were his parents.
"Remus, he's a darling," said Teddy's grandmother.
"He's got your hair, Tonks," said Teddy's grandfather.
"I know, Daddy. Best of all, he looks a lot like his father." She looked up at the tall man and smiled. He took his long arms and threw them around her and kissed her forehead.
"And, he's going to be just like his mother," said Remus.
Remus turned around and took the small baby. He took it out onto the porch and Teddy followed him. Remus sat on an old rocker outside holding the small baby in his arms, rocking back and forth. Then, he began to speak.
"You know, son, one day you will be a great and memorable person. I know it. After all, you are a Lupin and a Tonks." The little baby made a cooing noise and Remus looked down at him and continued.
"I know that it's a bit premature to be saying this since you are so young now, but I am so proud of you. Your mother is too. Because if we're not here to see you get on the train to Hogwarts, or win your first Quidditch match, graduated, see you get married to the woman of your dreams, or our first grandchild, I will always be proud of you. You will be a remarkable man someday. I can see it now." Remus looked into the sky and saw looked at the stars.
"But, there's also something you should know about me. I promised your mother I wouldn't tell you, but seeing that you won't be able to remember this."
But then, something happened. There was a slight echoing noise. Remus's voice was fading away and the image of Teddy's father vanished. Teddy shouted at the top of his lungs, "No, Father!"
All of a sudden, everything was gone. Teddy closed his eyes, opened them once more and found himself where he had really been. He was in his room with his four roommates, although Teddy wasn't on the bed. He was on the floor.
"Oi! Teddy! You alright?" asked an awoken Hufflepuff.
Teddy was still dazed and confused and looked up to see that his fall was bound to wake someone up.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he lied.
He got up from the floor and looked into the mirror. His hair was a color he had never seen before. It was a sad blue color. Teddy layed down in his bed and looked outside the window. The stars had looked the same as they did in his dream. Peaceful. After that, Teddy didn't sleep the entire night, and wore the same expression on his face when he had awoken from his dream the other night throughout his breakfast the next day.
Victoire-
Victoire was browsing through the library and found Teddy reading a book on magical creatures. She slowly snuck up behind him and covered his eyes. She whispered into his ear, "Guess who."
Teddy chuckled and with that came a smile.
"Well, I just don't know. You're gonna have to kiss me so I can find out,"
Vicky still had her hands on his eyes. She pulled out his chair, sat on his lap and kissed him.
"Is it you, Emily O'Brien?"
Vicky took her hands off his eyes and he made a sarcastic sigh.
"Why would you ever think that slut was me?"
He avoided that answer and continued his work.
"I heard that you fell out of bed last night? Are you okay?"
Teddy looked up at her and looked back down at his paper. He had tried to forget the dream he had.
"I'm fine," he lied again.
"No you're not. I can tell when you lie. You have this little nostril flare and you constantly check your hair if it doesn't show any obvious signs of you being dishonest. So, Teddy Lupin, you tell me what happened last night."
Teddy found himself in a situation he could not get himself out of. So, he grasped it and began to tell about the dream.
"And the funny thing is, I have absolutely no idea who he really is. I mean I never really knew them when my brain could develop complete words and images. I mean my farthest memory is when I came over to your parents house that one summer," he said.
Vicky felt butterflies everywhere.
"What do remember from that?" He didn't answer and continued his story.
"What was odd was that he kept looking at the sky," he continued.
"Well, maybe there was a storm coming."
"We were on a porch with a ceiling."
"Maybe he..." she was going to say something but looked down at the page Teddy was reading. Werewolves. Vicky's chest felt tight and her eyes were bulging out of her sockets.
"What's the matter?" said Teddy.
Vicky's head bolted up toward Teddy. 'What if he's a Werewolf? What if his father passed it down? Is it a birth rite? I only got to see him during summers and he is very very to himself,' she thought to herself.
"I just realized that I have an essay due in Potions and it is due tomorrow," she lied.
"On the first week of school?"
"Well, you know him, he's a total hard ass," she lied again and took her bags and walked quickly out of the library. Then, when out of eyesight, she ran as fast as she could. She ran out of the castle, past the lake, past Quidditch field, and finally tripped over a rock near the Whomping Willow. She got her face off the ground and and sat holding on to her legs near her face. She rocked back and forth and broke down. He was a werewolf. But how could she know for sure?
