Chapter Nine

A/N: I OWN NOTHING!

The rest of Glee club was spent practicing songs for Regional's. It was decided that, despite the fact that the event was five months away, that they needed to change their songs.

"Doing Michael again is just too risky," Mr. Schue said with a frown. "Not to mention predictable."

It was then that he dropped a mother load on them. He was going to propose to Ms. Pillsberry.

"We know you're not going to screw it up this time," Quinn said with a grin. Teddy chuckled at their teacher's face. After practice, Teddy leaned up against the door to wait for his girlfriend.

"Miss me?" Victorie asked as she approached him, leaving a visible trail of broken hearts as she walked by.

"Only a lot," Teddy grinned and kissed her. As they walked out to the front of the school, Santana stopped them.

"So," she said, "party at Puck's tonight. You guys going?"

Teddy looked over at Victorie, who shrugged.

"I'll go if you go," he said. Santana grinned.

"Great! It starts at ten," she said and sauntered off. Teddy shook his head.

"Thank Merlin it's a Friday," he said. "So, you sure you want to come to this thing? Some of Puck's ideas veer on the idiotic."

"You never experienced a party in Gryffindor Tower," Victorie said with a smirk. "It'll probably be tame to my standards."

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Tame, it was not. By the time Teddy, Victorie, Brittney and Santana arrived; half of the guests were wasted.

"Wait, this is what you lot call a party?" Victorie asked nervously. Teddy could understand. Even in the Muggle world, Victorie was underage despite her…ahem, more mature appearance.

"They get out of hand, I'm taking you back to your place," Teddy whispered in Vic's ear. No, he was nervous about something else entirely. His powers. He'd never drank before so he didn't know how they'd react to alcohol.

"John, dude!" Sam called from his spot on the dance floor. "Come and get a drink!"

Teddy shook his head. Victorie, somehow, already had a drink in her hand and was eyeing it nervously. Puck forced a beer into Teddy's hand.

"Lighten up dude," Puck said. "Even Berry's drinking."

Sure enough, Rachel was wasted and Santana chuckled.

"So much for her vow to never drink again," she said. Despite arriving at the same time as Teddy, she'd already consumed three beers. Teddy and Victorie watched as the party began to get very out of hand. The worst part was there was nothing they could do. Teddy had already consumed four beers so if Victorie wanted to leave there was no way she could without getting Teddy in trouble.

"Come on," Mercedes grinned at her. "No one's going to know!"

Victorie sighed and took a sip. It tasted disgusting and made her miss her home back in England but there was nothing she could do now. Slowly consuming it, she glanced up to see Teddy's hair changing colors. Rapidly.

"John," she whispered, tugging on his arm. She knew when to act when she needed to. "John, come with me."

"Wow, looks like someone's getting some action tonight!" Puck yelled but then looked over at Teddy as well.

"What's wrong?" Teddy asked, seeing the look on Puck's face.

"Dude, your hair!" Puck shouted.

"Yeah what about it? I mean," Teddy chuckled, "your's looks like someone glued a squirrel to your head but you don't hear me saying anything."

Victorie forced a mirror into his hand and Teddy froze just as his hair decided to land on neon pink. He couldn't breathe. He'd been so good about it! Hiding his identity to the entire glee club was hard, but it was necessary. Not even thinking about his next move, he ran to the stairs that kept him from the front door.

"John!" Finn, the only sober one there, shouted and ran after him. Drunk or not, there was one advantage Teddy had over Finn. He was shorter, and therefore, he could duck any chance Finn had to grab him. He ran as fast as he could but stopped when he started seeing double. His knees sunk to the ground and before he knew it, the world went dark.

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Waking up in a strange place was not fun. Waking up in a strange place when one was hung-over was not fun at all.

"Victorie?" Teddy groaned as he woke up in a bed that most defiantly was not his.

"Hey kid," a man with a cap on his head poked his head in. "Glad to see you're up. Another hour and I would have taken you to the hospital."

Teddy went to answer but the lurching of his stomach prevented any words from coming out of his mouth. Gagging, he only got to a rubbish bin quickly enough because of the man.

"There you go," he said in a comforting voice. "I'll go tell the other's that you're up."

He left and Teddy got up. He remembered enough to know that his hair changed colors. That was all he needed to know. The others probably hated him now, and for good reason. He lied to them. Victorie probably told them all about the Wizarding World.

"Gah!" he groaned. All that thinking was making his head hurt.

"John?" a woman knocked on the door. "I brought some of Kurt's things out for you if you wanted to get changed."

Teddy smiled at her and she left to give him some privacy. Teddy sighed. He didn't want to go out there, but more importantly, that woman had begun to bring up thoughts about his family again. Thoughts he'd hidden.

"Okay," he groaned as he changed. "Let's go face the mob."

Opening the door, he saw not of the angry faces he'd expected but the concerned faces of his friends and allies.

"You okay John?" Mr. Schue asked. Teddy nodded but was confused. What was he doing here?

"Sam called me," the teacher explained. "Said that you lot had been drinking and that I needed to come and pick all of you up right away."

"Apparently, you running out shocked them all sober," the woman who brought him his clothes said, giving a look to Finn and Kurt. Why Finn received a look, Teddy had no clue, as Finn had been the only sober one there.

"Will came and got me," the man who'd woken him up explained. "Kurt blurted something about you running off and Finn went to help me look for you."

"Dude, we thought you'd O.D'd or something," Finn said and Teddy looked down. He didn't want to worry them. He had wanted to get out of there before they started calling him a freak.

"Mr. Schue along with Mrs. Weasely really chewed us out," Rachel said and winced at the sound of her voice but carried on, "for letting you run out."

"Fleur was here?" Teddy asked, turning his head to his girlfriend quickly but regretted it as the swift movement was enough to make him gag again.

"Trash can!" the man shouted and Finn tossed a rubbish bin over to him. Teddy forced up something –how that was possible when he'd not eaten anything since he'd woken up he didn't know.

"First time hung over?" Rachel asked in a sympathetic tone.

"Yeah," Teddy nodded. The woman passed him some crackers and some odd colored liquid.

"Saltines and Ginger Ale," she said with a smile. "Thought it'd be best on an upset stomach, and yes she was here. She picked up her daughter."

Mr. Schue got up and grabbed his coat. "Well Burt, I see there's no need for me to be here."

"Wait, Will," Burt got up and whispered something to Mr. Schue. Schue nodded and whispered something back to him. Teddy grew nervous. What if they were still going to kick him out?

"John, you alright?" Quinn asked.

"Just fine," he said. "Umm…ma'am? Where's the bathroom?"

The woman smiled and pointed him in the right direction. His departure was the cue for the rest of the Gleeks to start the inquiry session.

"Okay," Rachel started the session off, "what was up with John's hair at the party?"

"You still remember that?" Santana groaned. "You were pretty wasted Berry."

"I can still remember it as well," Puck defended Rachel. "I think most of us remember our class mate's hair changing colors like that."

"That was messed up," Mercedes shook her head.

"What about when he took off like that?" Mike asked. "What do you think was up with him?"

"Maybe he's a wizard?" Brittney suggested. Everyone looked at her as if she had two heads. "What?"

"Britt, wizards don't exist," Quinn said and Brittney shrugged. No one else commented after that.

"Hey," Rory grinned at Teddy as he walked back. "So, you okay?"

Teddy nodded. "Yeah I'm good."

"Good, so let's find out what the hell was up with your hair," Santana said with a smirk. Teddy groaned and instantly a trash can ended up in front of him.

"Oh," Blaine flushed at Teddy's raised eyebrow. "That wasn't a 'I'm gong to puke' groan?"

"No, that was a 'I'm not talking about that' groan," Teddy said. "It's a British male thing."

Some of the more gullible members of Glee—Puck and Brittney—bought it. Finn and Rachel didn't seem persuaded.

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Monday brought even new challenges. Teddy was ducking each glee member in the hall, except for Puck and Brittney. Victorie had been sent back to Hogwarts by Fleur as punishment for being around alcohol—to the disappointment of all the males at McKinley.

"Hey Thomas!" one of the hockey players shouted. Teddy's eyes widened before they began to burn. Some cold liquid had just been thrown into his face.

"Ooh!" Mike winced and led him to the boy's bathroom. There, they could see Sam wiping off his own face.

"Slushie?" Sam asked.

"Slushie," Mike nodded. Teddy got cleaned off and went to class. The rest of the week was hell, with the exception of Mr. Schue's proposal getting accepted.

"Brilliant," he whispered and his thoughts moved to Victorie. Maybe one day they'd have a family of their own…maybe.

"John," Mr. Schue said as they left. "Can I talk to you for a moment?"

"Sure Mr. Schue," Teddy nodded. "What's up?"

He noted that Ms. Pillsberry was still there as well, something which made him extremely nervous.

"When Mr. Hummel called your place, he got the machine," Mr. Schue said. "I called the number you put down for your parents' cell phones. The one on the handout you got when you first arrived at McKinley."

Teddy nodded, not sure where his teacher was going with this.

"I got your machine," Schue said. "I thought I had misread it so Mr. Hummel gave it a try. He also got your machine."

Teddy gulped. He'd snuck in and changed the number after Santana had given him the phone as a sign of alliance.

"John, we don't want to frighten you," Ms. Pillsberry said gently. "We just want to know where your parents are."

Teddy stayed silent.

"Look John, you're seventeen. It's not right for anyone to have to take care of themselves," Mr. Schue said.

Teddy scoffed. "According to all the teachers, we're supposed to be learning to take care of ourselves. I don't see why it matters now."

"You're still a minor," Ms. Pillsberry said. "You need someone to take care of you."

"We're only going to ask one more time John," Mr. Schue said, "and then we're asking Mrs. Weasley. Where are your parents?"