Chapter Seventeen
A/N: I OWN NOTHING!
Teddy's idea came into being before the worst week in the Popular Kids lives. Of course, Teddy knew none of this.
"What's revenge week?" Teddy asked during Glee when all the Seniors who were there were freaking out about it.
"It's a McKinley High tradition," Puck said. "All the Seniors who are 'un-cool' get to get revenge on their tormentors."
Teddy shrugged.
"Alright, now I know that since you all are usually worried about your reputation we've held out on the disco," Mr. Schue said, "but now that it's revenge week…"
"DISCO SUCKS!" all of the seniors in Glee protested.
"What's Disco?" Teddy asked and Rachel groaned.
"Now we'll have to do it," Mercedes griped. "Cause homeboy here doesn't know how awful Disco is."
"Now do you really want to taint someone's opinion of music?" Schue asked. "We'll do it all week, and we'll do Stayin' Alive for the concert at the end of the week."
"I can feel the slushies already," Santana griped.
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Teddy learned the importance of Revenge Week quickly as instead of ducking out of the way of Slushies, he saw Finn give one to Rick the next day.
"Why'd you do that?" Teddy asked as Rick ran off.
"Cause he always does it to us," Finn said with a shrug. Teddy didn't really know how to respond but it was nice to walk through the halls without having to cast a shield charm for once.
"So, who's up for skiving off Glee?" Teddy asked as they sat down in History.
"Defiantly," Kurt, who sat behind Teddy, nodded. "There's no way I'll be singing Disco anytime."
"Oh remember when Schue tried in our Sophomore Year?" Mercedes giggled. "Rachel held that council behind his back and we did Push it?"
"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Finn asked with a smirk. It was then that Teddy felt his heart stop. The teacher was talking to a man with raven black hair, glasses that hid his emerald eyes and—though he couldn't see it—Teddy was sure the man had a lightning bolt scar.
"Mr. Thomas?" the teacher motioned to Teddy, "there's someone who would like to talk to you."
Teddy got up and gave Mike a high-five before he left. There was no need to be nervous; odds are it wasn't Harry. Teddy walked past the man, ignoring the raised eyebrow at the fake name.
"How long have you been here Teddy?" the man asked the minute they were in a safe room—which happened to be the Glee room.
"I'm sorry?" Teddy tried to play dumb but he knew in the bottom of his heart that he was talking to his Godfather.
"Teddy," the man chuckled and then Teddy saw it. It was faint but one could make out that lightning bolt scar.
"Harry?"
"Yep," Harry smirked. "American Ministry sent an owl a few weeks ago, stating there was an unusual amount of shield charms in a Muggle school."
"I thought I didn't have the trace on me?" Teddy asked.
"American coming of age is 18," Harry said and Teddy groaned. How could he have forgotten that? "They couldn't identify the wand so they called me down."
"Why?"
Harry shot him a look that clearly stated: Are you seriously asking that? "Ted Remus Lupin, you know if someone blows their nose and someone else doesn't like it they call me."
"Oh yeah," Teddy chuckled.
"So, you going to come back to Hogwarts quietly or shall I stun you?" Harry asked. "Oh, and what was with your teacher calling you Mr. Thomas?"
"Sorry Harry," Teddy frowned, "but I'm seventeen now. Technically that's kidnapping, and that's the name I registered under."
Harry frowned. "Teddy, I'd rather you were back at Hogwarts."
"I've got classes here," Teddy shot back, "and Glee club. We've got a concert at the end of this week and I've got to make sure none of the glee kids kill Rachel for wanting to extend practices."
Teddy noted that Harry didn't comment on the fake name, but he was sure it would happen sooner or later. He just hoped it would be later.
"Wait," Harry looked shocked at the idea of his godson doing something other than studying. Hey, there was a reason he (Teddy) got ten O's on his O.W.L's. "You're actually participating in activities?"
"As odd as that sounds," Teddy rolled his eyes, " yes Harry, I am."
"In that case," Harry smirked—showing that he was in fact another son of a Marauder, "I guess I'll have to see this so called concert."
Teddy inwardly groaned; now he had to deal with his godfather on top of everything else.
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Glee was awkward as Teddy tried to make himself unnoticeable to his fellow glee kids, who wanted to know about Harry's visit. Not that they knew it was Harry of course.
"Now we're nearing the end of the week," Schue said, "and we should be practicing our solos. John, I was thinking you could have the first solo?"
"What?" Teddy jerked his head at the use of his false name, "err…sure, yeah."
"Now, are you guys actually going to sing this song or are you going to go behind my back like last time?"
The seniors gave a nervous chuckle and avoided Mr. Schue's eyes. The curly-haired teacher groaned.
"You guys!" he shook his head at them. "It's just one performance."
"That will result in mockery for the rest of our lives Mr. Schue," Rachel shot back. "I for one would rather go out with a bang than with a fizzle."
"I'm with the hobbit on this one," Santana nodded. "There is no way I'm spending the rest of Senior Year being mocked for singing Disco of all things."
"Guys we are doing Disco and that's final," Schue put his foot down on the matter. "Now, solos."
Teddy groaned; this was taking forever!
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Okay, so the suits weren't horrible. Teddy had to give Mr. Schue that, but did they have to be white?
"I can predict red things being thrown at us in these," Finn frowned.
"Not to mention I can't put up a shield big enough to protect us from the entire school," Teddy added in his two knuts.
"Thanks for that reminder," Mike groaned. "We run the minute the music ends, everyone in agreement?"
"Agreed," Mercedes nodded. "Artie, I'll wheel you out so you won't bear the brunt. You cool?"
"Yeah," Artie nodded. "Let's get this over with."
Stepping out into the gym was like stepping into the Great Hall naked—and yes, Teddy had done that a time or two. His clothing had gone missing a few times when he was in the shower.
"The New Directions, fresh off their win at Regional's," the principal announced and the glee kids stepped into the stage. Music began to play and Teddy forgot all about his fear of the other kids.
Teddy: Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm,
I've been kicked around
since I was born.
Sam: And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
the New York Time's effect on man.
Rachel: Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.
Tina: Well now, I get low and I get high,
and if I can't get either, I really try.
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes.
Mike: I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose.
You know it's all right. It's OK.
I'll live to see another day.
We can try to understand the New York Time's effect on man.
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Quinn: Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.
Brittney: Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me yeah. Stayin' alive.
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
Puck: I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
since I was born.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand the New York Time's effect on man.
Santana: Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
Glee kids: and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me yeah.
I'm Stayin' alive.
At that last note, there was silence. Despite their promise to run, the glee kids stayed on stage. They weren't sure what was going to happen. That's when Teddy noticed it. A giant tarp full of slushie mix. Right above Santana, Kurt and Blaine.
No way, Teddy thought. Not them. Not my friends.
"LOOK OUT!" he shouted pushing the three out of the way just as the tarp gave way. Suddenly, he was hit with what felt like thirty slushies.
"Revenge week's over GLEEKS!" someone called out.
"Shit," Mike muttered as he helped Teddy off the stage. They heard Coach Sylvester chew out whoever shouted that but no one cared enough to find out what she was saying.
"You okay Ted?" Kurt asked as Blaine started grabbing towels. Teddy wanted to answer but the utter cold was preventing anything but shivers. Santana was shouting something in Spanish and Mr. Schue was arguing with Harry.
"I-I-I-It's o-o-k-k-ay M-M-Mister S-Schue," Teddy stammered out. "T-T-That's m-m-my g-g-god-f-f-father."
"Oh," Mr. Schue looked mollified and let Harry in. Harry took his coat off and draped it over his godson's shoulders. Teddy suddenly felt ten times warmer.
Warming Charm probably, Teddy thought and sent a smirk at Harry.
"You were good," Harry smiled at Teddy.
"R-Really?"
Harry brushed some ice from Teddy's hair. "Would I say that if I didn't mean it? You all were good."
Teddy went to say something and then winced as the slushie dripped down from his hair into his eyes. Someone forced a napkin into his hand.
"Thanks Puck," Teddy said after cleaning his eyes.
"Something has to happen," Harry said standing up, looking at Mr. Schue. "This doesn't sound like this is the first time this happen."
"Well—"
"Oh it's happen since…freshman year," Tina piped up. "At least I think it was. I didn't get slushied until my sophomore year."
"Really?" Harry raised an eyebrow and Teddy felt almost sorry for what poor sod was sitting in Figgin's office. If there was anything Harry hated, it was a bully.
"Would you prefer to talk about this in my office?" Mr. Schue almost looked annoyed at Harry's insistence.
"Oh no," Harry looked straight at the curly-haired man. "I'm doing this in front of witnesses."
Schue sighed. "Alright, follow me. Kids stay here."
Harry walked out of the room with Schue and the other kids watched in awe. Then all their eyes turned to Teddy.
"Why are you smirking?" Santana asked.
"If there's anything Harry hates most," Teddy said, "it's incompetent teachers and bullies."
That put a smirk right on Santana's face.