Chapter Fourteen

A/n: I OWN NOTHING!

Teddy ran into his home and locked the door. He had blown it. He should have known that it was too good to last.

"Now meet a blast from your past," he sang as he threw things into a bag, "whose lies were too good to last."

"Running?" a familiar voice rang from the bookshelf. Teddy looked to see the photo of his great-great-great-great grandfather. Normally he didn't talk unless it was to insult him for being a Hufflepuff.

"I have to," he said. "They know!"

"They only know that you've been lying about your family," his grandfather told him with a sneer. "However, idiotic one, they do not know about your powers. Let's keep it that way shall we?"

The photo went silent and Teddy stared at it for a while.

"Why did I bring you again?" he muttered to the still portrait. His grandmother had given it to him on his eighth birthday. Unlike regular portraits, mini-ones couldn't go to their main portraits—meaning he couldn't tell Harry where he was.

Sighing, Teddy turned on the radio and plopped on the bed. Running was out of the question, but staying was too obvious as well.

"What's a boy to do?" he sighed and then closed his eyes in thought. When he opened them again, it was to the sight of the entire Glee club in his room. Jumping up, he had to fight the urge to grab his wand.

"What are they all doing here?" he exclaimed.

"Easy Spring Load," Santana said. "They're with me."

Teddy rolled his eyes. "Obviously. But why are they in my room?"

"We wanted to talk to you," Quinn said softly. "You ran out of there so quickly that we wanted to make sure you were okay."

Teddy growled under his breath. He was fine! He was just trying to figure out a way to keep them from knowing everything.

"John," Artie said from his spot near the door. "We know you're holding something back. Gleeks don't lie to each other. We've helped each other through worse."

"Like what?" Teddy raised an eyebrow.

"Teen Pregnancy," Quinn listed instantly. "Getting kicked out of home, new familial situations."

Teddy sighed and walked out of his room. He did not want to deal with this right now.

"Uh, no way Spring Load," Santana dragged him back. "We're having a talk. Now."

"Santana?" Teddy winced at the grip she had on his arm. "Lighten the grip? Please?"

She didn't listen; instead she threw him on the bed.

"Start talking," Rachel said, her arms folded. Teddy said nothing.

"Dude, it's not like we're going to run out screaming," Puck told him. "We all have family issues."

"Family issues is pushing it," Teddy muttered under his breath, hoping all the while his mini portrait of his great-great-great-great grandfather didn't decide to make his opinion known.

"We could always have Finn dance until you talk," Santana said with an evil smirk, causing Teddy to shudder.

"You are evil, you know that?"

"Thank you, but don't change the subject," Santana glared. Teddy looked around and saw that they were blocking all noticeable exits. No apperating for him. The only way they would leave would be if he talked. MERLIN'S PANTS!

"What?" Quinn asked and Teddy blushed. Oh, did he say that out loud?

"That was out loud?" he asked.

"Very loud," Mercedes told him. Teddy grabbed a pillow and started beating his head with it.

"Why?" he heard someone ask but he was busy trying to knock himself unconscious with a pillow to even care.

"John, that's a pillow," Rory told him. "Not much damage can be done with that."

DAMN YOU IRISH!

"I'm out of here," he growled and stormed out, only to storm back in. "Okay, what's with the group of adults and attractive twenty-something on my sofa?"

"Our parents," Rachel said. "Well, not Santana's parents, but the rest of them. We were worried about you so they came with us. My dads are admiring the piano right now."

Teddy wanted his pillow again.

"Why?" he groaned, "and what piano? I don't own a piano."

"You do now," Santana smirked and Teddy decided that he really didn't want to know how she acquired a piano.

"My parents think you're a Wizard too!" Brittney announced with pride. "I've told them everything!"

Okay, introduce Luna to Brittney at some point in either one of their lives, Teddy couldn't help but think.

"My parents think you're questioning your sexuality," Tina said softly. "I didn't really tell them much, only that I was worried about you."

"Same," Quinn said with a smile.

"Burt and Mom came because of the whole machine debacle," Finn told him. "What machine debacle?"

Teddy rolled his eyes and ignored Finn, like always. At least there was one constant in his ever changing life.

"The twenty-something is my brother Cooper," Blaine said. "He's visiting from Harvard and tagged along."

"My parents had to work so they're not there," Mike said with a shrug.

"My mom had to watch my sister," Puck told him.

"My parents don't know about Glee troubles," Artie said. "I came here with Mercedes."

Teddy breathed in through his nose. Really? Today of all days, the Glee club decides to get investigative?

"EVERYONE INTO THE LIVING ROOM!" he shouted and herded them all out. Slamming the door, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"That was very well handled," the portrait snickered.

"You were a lot of help," Teddy glared at the thing. "You could have talked and freaked out Rachel."

"But where is the fun of watching my angst filled how many great grandson suffer?"

"Everyone likes watching me suffer," Teddy muttered. "I can't take this anymore."

"Then tell them the truth, and if push comes to shove, obliviate them."

"I can't. I'd wipe their entire memories!"

"This would be bad how?"

Teddy glared at the snippy portrait. Despite everything, he knew he wouldn't be able to wipe everyone's memories before the American Ministry getting involved. There was only one thing he could do—but it was the very thing he didn't want to do.

Walking into the living room had never been awkward before, but he was never used to walking into a room full of adults he'd never met, trying to determine what was wrong with him.

"Okay, thank you all for coming," he said with a sigh. "No I am not questioning my sexuality, but the Pierces are right."

"I'm sorry?" Burt said after a few moments of epic silence.

"I'm a wizard," Teddy said. "I'm not a student studying here for a year from Britain—well I am, but not your average student."

"Prove it!" Finn said instantly and Teddy smirked. Flicking out his wand, he levitated the glass of water Finn was going of out of his reach.

"Awesome!" Puck exclaimed. "Do more!"

Teddy looked at the faces of the adults, just in case they didn't approve. All around the sofa sat stunned adults, with the exception of Brittney's parents. Teddy officially liked them.

"So, um…" the larger Blaine look-a-like coughed. "That doesn't explain the family issue that has been mentioned a few times."

Teddy would have chuckled at the confused look of the older boy had it not been for the fact that he would have to tell his past. The entire story. To Glee club. Brill-fucking-iant.

"You know nothing I say leaves this room, right?" he asked.

"Of course not John," Burt nodded and the other adults agreed as well. Teddy chuckled as he sat on the arm of a near-by piece of furnature.

"First of all," he said, "call me Teddy. That's my real name. Ted Remus Lupin. My father's middle name was Jonathan and my god father went to school with a boy named Dean Thomas."

"Why did you lie?" Quinn asked.

"Other than the fact that he has the oddest name in the history of names?" Rory muttered. Teddy snorted.

"I'm technically still supposed to be in school," he said, rubbing the back of his neck to calm his nerves. "I didn't want Aurors finding me and dragging me back to take my NEWTs."

"The who? The what?" Kurt asked, his voice going higher in confusion. Teddy couldn't help the kind smile that graced his lips. Kurt and Blaine were two of his favorite people in Glee club after all—following Santana of course.

"Maybe it'd be best if I start at the beginning?" he asked and got a chorus of agreements. "Well then, I'll take a quick trip to the loo and get right back with you."

"Santana, go with him," Quinn said quickly. "Don't let him poof away anymore."

"Aye-Aye, stretch marks," Santana nodded, following the boy who'd allowed her to live with him when her own parents kicked her out. He'd barely known her but he still gave her shelter from the rain.

"I'm not going to run," Teddy told her.

"Look John," Santana said, "I mean Teddy. You might say that, but you tend to poof into thin air when it suits you."

Teddy rolled his eyes, but smiled at the name change. Maybe telling them wouldn't be so bad after all. One loo visit later, and he was in front of the Gleeks and their parents once more.

"Alright," he sighed. "This is the story of Ted Remus Lupin and his decision to leave Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry for a small town in Ohio that no one had ever heard of before."