Chapter 2: Chapter 2
Tp part 2
Teddy woke up the next morning with a massive headache. How much did he drink at the feast last night? He quickly grabbed his wand and muttered a pain reliever spell. When he could finally open his eyes without the lights causing searing pain in his head, Teddy stretched and looked at the time. Shit! He had over slept. Stupid unreliable alarm clock…Scrambling, Teddy threw on a pair of brown teaching robes, brushed out his hair, which he had left brown for the day, cast a spell to brush his teeth, and ran out the door. He was in the great hall for breakfast in five minutes flat; which he was very proud of.
He ate his eggs while thinking over last night. He didn't really remember much, due to the rather indulgent amounts of firehisky that he had consumed at the feast… or was it back in his room? He had faint memories of the smell of peaches and cream… but the rest was kind of blurry. There was a girl… a beautiful girl… but her face was kind of shadowed. Shrugging it off as just another night of stupid drunkenness, Teddy finished breakfast and made his way over to his classroom.
If there was one thing that Teddy was excited about, it was teaching in this classroom. The DADA room had always held some sentimental values for him. For one, his father had taught in this room and Teddy felt closer to him when he was in it. Secondly, he had always been really good at DADA; it had been the only subject he had really studied for at school. And finally, it had been the place were he had had his first kiss… sure it had been with Victoire, but it was still his first kiss.
The only thing that could be better than teaching in this room would have to be seeing… Lily… Last night came flooding back to Teddy at an insane speed he didn't know was possible. Lily walking into the great hall looking better than any girl he had ever seen before. Him trying hard not to stare at her all through the feast (which meant he ended up drinking more alcohol than was absolutely necessary). Him trying to escape the little siren after the feast, only to end up in a deserted corridor with her… she pressed against him as they embraced. The almost kiss… oh no… he almost kissed her! What was he thinking? She was so young and he was so old… He must have been drunk. Yeah! She just looked that good because he was drunk.
After making the decision that Lily was still just a little girl and he had imagined the sexy woman that had taken her form last night, Teddy sat down at his new desk and waited for his first class to arrive. He didn't have to wait long. The snooty looking third years flowed through the door almost as soon as his butt was in the chair. They would occasionally glance at Teddy, but were too wrapped up in their own little conversations about who was the hottest quidditch player of the week to pay him any real attention.
Teddy hated third years. They were always the kids who thought that since they had finally figured out their way around the school, and had two grades of kids below them, they were brilliant and could get away with everything. They had always been like that. Even Teddy had been like that in his third year. These kids were so annoying it was going to drive Teddy crazy… unless he pulled them down a few pegs every once and a while. With an evil smile, Teddy began his first class.
"Oy! Does that desk look like a chair, Smith? Sit over there and quit bugging Jamenson. In case you can't take the hint, she isn't interested."
Teddy smirked satisfyingly as the little bugger scooted off into his seat looking redder then Uncle Ron did when Hermione got a little tipsy and started talking about their sex life in front of everyone at the Weasley/Potter dinner table. All the third years quickly sat down and shut up. Ravenclaws scared so easily. This was going to be fun.
"In conclusion, the Unforgiveable Curses are the most treacherous thing you can do to another living creature with magic. Only the weak will use them. Remember that class," Teddy said as the bell rang. The fourth years he was teaching were packing up their stuff and looking at him expectantly.
"No homework tonight, guys. Enjoy your first day back." All the students smiled at him gratefully before scooting out to their next class… which was actually just lunch, so all the more reason for them to run. Teddy smiled and shook his head before he too began to pack up his supplies for the fourth years and get out his items for the seventh years. He heard the sound of little footprints walking into his classroom.
"Great Hall is down the hall and around the corner, kid," Teddy said, assuming it was just some little first or second year.
"I know where the Great Hall is, Professor," said a melodious voice that flowed around Teddy's ears like a symphony. He turned around and beamed.
"Lily!" He said in surprise, not only at her being in his room, but also at her still looking so damn beautiful. He wasn't drunk right now, so why did she still look like a goddess? "What are you doing here?" he asked before he could stop the words form leaving his mouth. Lily giggled a sweet giggle that reminded Teddy of the little girl he had been expecting to find here. "What I mean is, shouldn't you be going down to lunch?" he covered not so smoothly. Why was he acting all flustered? He was talking to Lily here.
"I thought that I should come see my favorite god brother and walk him down to lunch, instead. Is that ok or did I come at a bad time?" The angel standing in front of him said with anxiety filling her eyes at the end of her short speech.
"No, no, that's great Lils. I'd love to go to lunch with you," He said quickly. Lily smiled and rushed toward him to grab his arm and drag him down to the great hall, but there must have been something on the floor, because she tripped and went tumbling down to the ground before Teddy stepped in and grabbed her.
Her arms were wrapped around his neck, ever so slightly tangled in his now bright pink hair, and his arms were wrapped around her slender waist. She was looking up at him like a deer caught in headlights, lips slightly parted. He was looking down at her, his hair slowly changing to the exact color of her deep green eyes, with lust filling his own. He was about to capture her lips with his, before Lily's face broke out into a playful smile.
"Thanks for catching me, Professor! I'm such a klutz; I swear that I could trip over a bug!" She said brightly. "Come on, we're going to miss all the good food!" She tried to wiggle out of his arms, but Teddy held on. Lily looked back at him confused.
"Lily, when it's just the two of us, you don't have to call me professor. I'm still Teddy," he said seriously. Even as he said it he knew he should tell her to only call her professor, it would create a boundary and be auditory reminder of his position and her age… but his name sounded perfect as it rolled off her perfect pink tounge. Yep. He was going to hell.
"Alright, Teddy, whatever you want." Lily winked at him before pushing herself out of his arms and pulling him toward the door. Teddy smiled and for the first time since he started to date Victoire, he felt actually happy. Not fake happy, or convince-your-self you're-happy happy, but really and truly happy.
