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Rose sat on her perfectly made bed with a slight smile on her freckled face, her eyes happily gazing out the window. Two years earlier something occured that shook the entire Weasley family, but most specifically, and unbeknown to the clan of relatives, Rose Wilhelmina Weasley. The brunette realized that a smile was unfit when thinking of such a memory. But frankly, she couldn't care. It had started a domino-effect that had led to Teddy becoming her closest confidant. And this feeling that blossomed in the pit of her being, the very one that she focused on ignoring when near the cause.

An explosive break-up of the 'perfect' couple had happened right outside the then almost-third year teens window. To put it plainly, Teddy had caught Victorie with another male. He brought it up. She ended their relationship. What had been a cool, overcast August day had ended with a storm of thunder and pouring rain. The family had gathered for a get together of sorts for Roses 13th birthday, barbecueing the muggle way and all. As the rain pitter pattered outside the glass, she could almost place herself back in time, watching the event as it happened...

Rose smiled politely as another relative commented on how big she'd gotten since the last time the family had gathered. 'Its only been a month or so!' She so desperatly wanted to yell as her Uncle Percy made a passing comment about how she was shaping up to be a beautiful young lady. But she didn't. She loved the people around her and knew they only did it to be kind. "Although slightly aggravating." No one heard her mumbled words as she walked away from the crowd towards a tree.

A passing breeze rushed past, her pale blue dress fluttering up a few inches as it got caught in the airs path, the breeze seemed to fortell of the oncoming weather. Rosie sat down on the ground, careful not to let her mother see, and leaned against the aged trunk. Her blue eyes lesurly took in the picturesque scene infront of her, cementing it in her mind for all time.

Molly stood by the table ladden with food pinching Louis' and Lucy's cheeks as they were both the youngest. Audry kept her chatting as she pinched about housecare. A large three tiered cake sat behind them, perfectly iced and waiting.

Arthur was happily quizzing the Grangers about their muggle lives while Percy listened intently, occasionally offering a question to be answered.

Hugo, Lily, and Roxanne battled with muggle water guns, drenching themselves much to their parents amusement. Rose had been squirted twice herself by the rambuncious bunch.

Harry, Fred II, Lorcan, Molly II, George, Angelina, Ginny, Dominique, Bill, and Charlie had a mini quidditch match, the score kept by Luna who continued to hum a rather odd tune about parsnips and turtle doves.

Scorpius and Albus kept sneaking glances over at Rose, something hidden in their hands. Rose simply laughed at their actions, she already knew what it was thanks to Lily. But Rose wasn't going to ruin her two best friends fun by telling them that, she planned on acting quite surprised when they presented her with a charmed necklace.

James and Lysander stood by the punch bowl, the way they kept shooting futive glances at Molly led the shaded teen to believe they were up to no good. Which, in all honestly, Rose didn't mind in the slightest. The party needed more entertainment then just Rons drunken off-key singing. And knowing the two pranking teens, it would be just that.

Ron was being pushed into a chair by his devoted wife who was somehow managing to keep up at conversation with Neville, Fleur, Draco, and Astoria about other wizarding schools in Europe. Draco had loosened up a great deal upon his fathers death the year before. The fact that his only son was best friends with Rose Weasley and Albus Potter helped a great deal.

As she mentally checked off the people she cared about, her wide eyes searched for the last two.

She finally found them under her bedroom window, in a very heated conversation. Victoires arms were flung about wildly as she argued, gesturing as she spoke. Teddy stood with his shoulders slumped and his hair its natural brown and his hands clenched at his side. Their voices had raised in pitch and it was a wonder how the familys had just now taken notice.

"-IT IS NOT MY FAULT ZAT ZIS IS HAPPENING!" Fleur's oldest daughters French accent became more pronounced the more flustered she was growing.

"HOW CAN YOU SAY ITS NOT YOUR FAULT! YOU SLEPT WITH BLOODY MARSALUS FLINT!" Teddy's tone held a sadness as he yelled at the part-veela woman.

"YOU VERE NEVER ZERE VEN I NEEDED YOU!" Victoire was grasping at straws, any spectator could tell her arguement was weak. "BUT FINE! IF YOU VANT TO BE LIKE ZIS, ZEN WE ARE THROUGH!"

A pin hitting the floor could've been heard in the defeaning silence that surrounded her statement. The quidditch match had come to a screeching hault as the volume had escalated, Dominique accidently fell from her broom upon learning that her eldest sister had been cheating on Teddy and had to be caught by Lorcan. Even Ron had halted his misguided singing attempts in light of the fight.

"If thats what you want Vicki, I couldn't agree more." Teddys voice had dropped to a normal tone, his words flat and emotionless as he turned and began to walk away.

"VAIT! I-I DIDN'T MEA-" He easily cut her off.

"I don't care anymore. I stopped caring when I first found out a week ago. We are through and if I never see your face again..." He paused and took a deep breath, the watching group all halted their breathing. "It'll be too soon." And with those departing words, he apparted away. Victoire develed into tears, her bottom lip sticking out in hopes of gaining sympathy. The party-goers held none for her.

In an attempt to regain some normallacy after a beat or so had passed, Molly cleared her throat and smiled uneasily as all eyes fell upon her. Being the matriarch she was, her face screwed up in concentration before she clapped her hands together once. "Who wants cake?"

And the rain came storming down.

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Rose sat in her bedroom as the clock struck eleven on her thirteenth birthday. After the blowup, the party continued somewhat, the rain forcing them to seek shelter, and everyone left soon after. She couldn't blame them really, who would want to stay in the metaphorical scene of the crime? All had wished her a happy day save for Teddy who had left, and Victoire, who had quickly vanished when the rain started. All in all, her birthday was fun.

'I got entertainment I supose..' Her humor was dry as she fingered the chain around her neck. Her favorite present, right next to the new Firebolt 360 she'd gotten from her parents, was the charmed necklace from her better halfs. The necklace was charmed to keep her intuned with Scor and Al's well-being aswell as allow the three to communicate when needed. A platinum locket sporting a raven, signifying their house, on the front, opened with an ever-changing picture scene inside. The first time she opened it, it had been showing their first time at a school quidditch match, the second time, it was showing Scors birthday the past year and the three of them with cake splattered on their faces. The image inside changed each time it opened to another memory of the trio.

She opened it again, smiling as the picture took the image of their first meeting on the Hogwarts Express. Rose was sporting purple hair, Scor had red, and Al had a disturbing shade of puce. All three had their wands laying beside them nonchalantly as they laughed joyusly having tryed to curse each other and failed epicly. Not that they minded too much later as it simply formed their friendship right from the start.

Her reminescent thoughts were interrupted as a rather tipsy male apparted onto her bedroom floor.

"Teddy!" After yelling his name in a whisper, her eyes darted around, making sure no one had woken up due to the noise. "Just what are you doing here?"

He sat up and gazed with bloodshot eyes up at her. "I'm so sowry Rosie girl." His loud voice caused her to hiss and cast a muffling charm around her room. "I ruined your party..." He took a look around himself. "And I made your floor all dirrrrrrty. Sorry floory."

Rose sighed and sat down beside him, pulling his limbs this way and that as to ensure he was all together. Apparting when drunk was a dangerous thing. "You ponce. Apparting in here while your drunk." Wait. "Wait, why are you drunk Teddy? You hate spirits stronger then firewhisky." She took a sniff of him. "And that does not smell like firewhisky. More like... Muggle vodka? Teddy... What happened?" Her tone took a searching and worried tone towards the end. It was a fact that Ted Remus Lupin despised muggle alcohol and vary rarely drank firewhisky. Let alone enough of either to leave him in his current state.

"She cheated on my Rossssie. No, wait. She cheated on Teddy, not Rosie. Rosies birthyday was ruined by Teddy and Slaggy Vic." He paused in his drunken rambelings. "Hold on. Im Teddy." The neon pink haired man nodded to himself several times, coming to the conclusion that he was indeed Teddy. "I'm sorry Rosie." The regret in his voice couldn't be hidden by the spirits.

"Teddy, its not your fault." Rose wrapped a comforting arm around the rain drenched man, pulling him into a hug despite the mud. "I forgive you."

Teddy shook his head slightly. "I did bad. Verrry bad." His head shaking stopped. "No. She did bad. Shes a slaggy ponce."

"Your right. She did bad. She cheated." Rose clung to that, each time he got angrey at himself or blamed himself, her heart strings pulled tight. "But now, you need to sleep Teddy."

"Sleeep? Rosie was asleep?"

"No, I wasn't asleep. You need to get to sleep though."

"Otay. I'll go." He stood up abruptly and swayed with a terrifying stagger. His face twisted in concentration as he focused on his destination.

"No!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him down, stopping him from apparting. "You might get hurt. You can stay here tonight."

Teddys now green eyes gazed at her with thanks and confusion aswell as understanding and guilt. "Rosie girl ish very sweet." He placed a sloppy kiss on her cheek before standing up with her.

"Um, sure.. Just lay down Teddy." Fighting her encroaching blush, Rose led him to her bed and laid him down on the pastel comforter, he didn't complain and within minutes he had passed out. Rose sighed lightly before removing his shoes and attempting to clean off his clothes some with a spell. Thankfully, living in a wizarding home, she could use magic without being detected. After that was done, she walked into her bathroom and returned with a small pink towel and began to wipe the dried vomit and mud off his face. "Oh Teddy... I'm so sorry she hurt you so bad.." Rose furiously wiped a tear from her eye as she finished up cleaning around his lips.

As she stood up she paused and leaned down to him. Was he mumbling something?

"Happy...teen... day..." And then he fell back into his light snoring.

"Thank you Teddy." She placed a warm kiss on his brow just as the clock struck twelve. "You remembered even now.." A soft smile found its home on her face as she brushed a stray lock of blue hair from his eye.

She made a makeshift bed on the ground and promptly fell asleep, waking up throughout the night to check on him as he slept.

"Hes rather cute when hes asleep.." A furiously bright red swathed her features as a giddy smile found its way around her lips. The next morning when she woke up, she found Teddy gone, her on her clean bed, and a perfectly wrapped present on her nightstand. Rose thoughtfully twisted around the ring she wore on her right index finger. It was a beautiful color-changing stone that, when certain words were whispered to it, flashed pictures of the Weasley, Potter, Lupin, Scamander, and Malfoy family onto the wall.

That day he took her out for dinner as a way to makeup for the breakup at her birthday despite her protests and he confided in her the moments that had led up to his drinking binge. Rose had never felt more important, or cared for, then she did as he catered to her every whim.

A.N

A memory. The second time I've typed it up. Sad that it didn't save last night when I typed it up, lol. Ohwell.

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