So this is Teddy's first question he asks Harry... Why don't the pictures move? It's a fairly simple question and yet Teddy doesn't quite understand why Wizards can't teach Muggles magic. Teddy is only 5 so his deep and meaningful questions don't come until a little while, because honestly... what 5 year old ponders the existence of the universe? Please enjoy :) xx

28 November 2003

"It's time to go to Harry's, Teddy!" called Andromeada from the living room. A few seconds later, Teddy sped around the corner and gave his grandmother a large smile.

"Yay! Harry's!" cried the five year old, jumping up and down. "Can I do it, Grandmamma?"

Andromeada eyed her grandson carefully, then nodded her head.

Teddy squealed with delight and took a handful of Floo Powder out of the small, copper pot that rested on the mantelpiece.

"Now, you know where it is, don't you Teddy?" asked Andromeada, ducking her head as she followed Teddy into the fireplace.

"Yes, Grandmamma. It's 31 Chester Street, Godric's Hollow!"

Andromeada kissed Teddy's bright turquoise hair. She hadn't allowed him to wear it while at his Muggle primary school as it would raise too many questions. But now, on his first school holiday for the year, Teddy had embraced his turquoise hair and golden eyes.

"Good boy," said Andromeada fondly. "Off you go then."

Teddy squeezed his eyes shut and squeaked, "31 Chester Street, Godric's Hollow!" He threw the Floo Powder into the bottom of the fireplace and soon, he felt his feet leave the air for a few seconds before landing again. Teddy coughed and wiped the soot out of his eyes before scanning the room in front of him. It was a large, open living room, with plump couches and cream curtains surrounding the lattice windows.

"I did it, Grandmamma!" cried Teddy happily, grinning up at his grandmother.

"You did!" said Andromeada affectionately.

Just then, Harry and Ginny appeared in the room.

"Hey, squirt!" said Harry, crouching down and opening his arms. Teddy squealed and ran straight to Harry, who hugged his godson and turned him upside down and tickled his stomach.

"Stop it!" cackled Teddy, flailing his skinny arms until Harry finally put him down.

Ginny kissed Teddy's forehead and patted his back. "Thanks for bringing him, Andy," said Ginny gratefully.

Andromeada smiled at her. "Not at all. Ted did it all himself, really," he gazed fondly at her grandson.

"Did you, Teddy?" asked Harry. Teddy nodded proudly. Harry ruffled his hair. "Good on you, squirt."

"I'll be back on Saturday to pick him up," said Andromeada, waving goodbye as she picked up a handful of Floo Powder and disappeared into the fireplace with a flicker of green flame.

"So what do you want to do today, squirt?"

Teddy thought for a moment and then, his eyes grew wide. "Flying!" he cried happily. Without even waiting for Harry, Teddy flew outside and rummaged around in the shed. In a matter of minutes, Teddy was on his toy broomstick, whizzing around the backyard and almost crashing into the clothesline. Harry laughed and put his arm around Ginny's shoulders. His kissed Ginny's cheek. "Won't it be great to watch our own little one fly around the backyard?"

Ginny smiled and rubbed her belly instinctively, which was barely showing that she was a month pregnant.

"It will be."

"Come on, Harry!" called Teddy from outside.

"Your godson is calling you," laughed Ginny, giving Harry a gentle push.

"Coming, Teddy-bear!" said Harry as he began to throw a toy Quaffle into the air for Teddy to catch.

xXx

It was that evening when Harry walked into his godson's bedroom that he found Teddy. The five year old was sitting on his bed, bent over the photo album that Harry had given to him for his last birthday. A frown etched across his face and his hair changed from its brilliant turquoise to a dull bottle green.

"What's wrong, squirt?" asked Harry, sitting beside his godson. Teddy pouted and gave a frustrated sigh, as he began shaking the photo frame back and forth.

"They're not moving," complained Teddy, shaking the album again more violently.

Harry chuckled. He glanced down at the picture of Teddy and a little friend from school standing completely still in the frame.

"Yes, I know they aren't," said Harry.

"But they are!" cried Teddy, flicking to the page before where the family was crowded in the Burrow for Christmas: Teddy was chasing Victoire, who was running to her mother; Hermione was bouncing Dominique on her knee as the three year old pulled at her hair; Ron was playing with Louis; and Harry and Ginny were opening their presents.

With a frustrated groan, Teddy threw the album down and crossed his arms.

"I don't understand," said Teddy grumpily. Harry smiled and kissed Teddy's forehead.

"Muggle photos don't move, squirt," Harry explained. "They can't use magic like we can."

Teddy narrowed his eyes. "Well that's silly," he said, sitting up on knees. "Why can't we teach them how to use magic? Then they could have moving photos too!"

Teddy looked so pleased with his plan that Harry didn't have the heart to tell him the truth.

"Maybe one day," said Harry, ruffling Teddy's hair. "Come on, let's go down to dinner. Ginny made mince pies!"

Teddy's face broke out into a huge grin and he leapt off the bed and hurtled down the stairs. "Mince pies!" he cried as he left. Harry sighed. His godson was so curious and yet so innocent to all the problems that went on in the world.

So what did you think? Teddy is just a tad adorable isn't he? And I love how Ginny is pregnant. You just wait until Teddy finds out! Oh lordy :) Please read and review! xx