Another chapter for you! I'm basically just focusing on this story at the moment... I'm kinda on a roll and would like to keep it going. Please enjoy :) xx

3 September 2011

"Hello! Earth to Teddy!" Sam waved his hand in front of Teddy's face, smirking. Teddy blinked his eyes rapidly and scowled at his best friend.

"What was that for?"

"It's your turn. What were you looking at anyway?"

"Nothing," Teddy said quickly. He felt heat rising in his neck as he blushed. His golden eyes flicked over to the couch from where he and Sam were sitting by the window playing Wizard's Chess. Sitting by the fire with a stack of books in her lap was Victoire. Her cheeks glowed red from the light of the fire and it made her freckles shine like flecks of glitter. Her dark blue eyes narrowed slightly as she chewed on the end of her quill. She ran a hand through her long blonde hair and sighed deeply.

"You're doing it again!" cried Sam incredulously.

"Huh?" Teddy muttered, unable to form coherent words. The sight of Victoire looking so... beautiful had robbed him of proper speech. Wait...

Victoire?

Beautiful?

He shook his head rapidly and mentally pinched himself. No, he told himself firmly. It's just Victoire. Stubborn, annoying, spoilt, whiney Victoire.

"Teddy! What is wrong with you? Should I take you to Madam Pomfrey?"

Teddy almost complied. There had to be something seriously wrong with him if he was thinking about Victoire. And not in the I-Wish-She-Would-Just-Shut-Up way. In the Wow-She's-The-Most-Beautiful-Thing-In-The-World way.

"No," he said. "I'm fine. Just daydreaming."

"What about?"

At that moment, Teddy really wished that Sam wasn't so curious. "Quidditch."

"Oh yeah!" cried Sam enthusiastically. "Are you going to try out this year? Try outs are next week. You should definitely do it."

"Yeah I might," said Teddy shrugging, glad to be off the topic of his thoughts and feelings. "I don't know what I'd be good at though."

"Maybe you'll be a Seeker? Like Harry?"

Teddy shook his head. "No, I don't reckon I'd be any good at it. I'll just try out and see."

"Sweet!" nodded Sam, smirking.

The two boys went back to their game of Wizard's Chess. Ron had taught Teddy how to play and he was fairly competent. But his mind was so distracted by Victoire, who was now joined by Rachel Ferris and was chatting away animatedly, that Teddy let Sam win. He didn't really care, even though Sam made a big fuss over it – whooping and fist-pumping when he had finally defeated the third year Wizard's Chess Master. Teddy acted nonchalant about his defeat, but he really wished Victoire would look over at him and give him one of her stunning smiles. But she didn't. She barely noticed him and continued gossiping with Rachel.

It began to get late and when Prefect Michael Warner told all the common room stragglers it was time to get some sleep, Teddy and Sam trudged up to their dormitory. Sam fell asleep instantly, but Teddy lay awake, staring at the ceiling. He was feeling so confused. Why was he thinking about Victoire? Had his feelings for her changed? Did he even have feelings for her? Or was it just his mind playing tricks on him. Sighing, he rose out of bed and pulled out his quill. He hastily wrote a letter to Harry and then grabbed his godfather's Invisibility Cloak and made his way up to the Owlery. His owl, Hawkeye, was roosting peacefully in his nesting box. Teddy roughly shook the barn owl awake, causing him to hoot loudly and flap his wings. Simultaneously, the other owls woke and erupted into a chorus of squawking and hooting.

"Merlin!" cursed Teddy. "Listen Hawk, I need you to deliver this to Harry alright. Tell him to give me an answer A.S.A.P." He tied the letter to Hawkeye's leg and watched as he took off into the night sky.

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It was three days later when Teddy received Harry's reply. At the Gryffindor table for breakfast, Teddy and Sam were trying to turn their goblets of pumpkin juice into rats. There was no success, and at one stage, Sam's goblet was filled with rat droppings. Disgusted, he tipped the glass over his shoulder, landing on a passing Victoire. She squealed in horror and threw both Teddy and Sam an icy glare before dashing off down the hall. Teddy cursed silently under his breath but pretending to laugh along with Sam and the other Gryffindor boys.

"Classic, Cole!" rumbled Andy Payne.

Sam grinned around proudly.

At that moment, the owls entered the Great Hall and Hawkeye swooped down elegantly in front of Teddy and held out his leg. Teddy eagerly untied the letter and opened it. It was from Harry. As he was about to read it, he felt Sam peering over his shoulder.

"What's it say?" he asked.

"Nothing," grumbled Teddy. "Just a letter from Harry about Lily's first term at school."

Sam nodded and then went back to trying to transfigure his goblet.

It wasn't until Teddy was up in his room that he could finally read Harry's reply. Everyone in his dormitory was asleep and so Teddy hid under the cover, lit his wand and read the letter.

Dear Teddy,

I don't really know how to tell when you like a girl. The symptoms are different for everyone. But I'll give you some advice. My first crush was in my fourth year. She was a very pretty Ravenclaw who was also quite a skilled Quidditch player. I guess I knew I liked her because I found it difficult to think around her and when she'd talk to me, I wouldn't know what to say. This crush developed over a year. However, Ginny was an entirely different story. She sort of snuck up on me. All of a sudden, I felt jealous of her boyfriend... I wanted to be her boyfriend. I would catch myself staring at her more than I'd like to admit and I always felt better when she was around.

I don't know how you are feeling about this girl, but know that sometimes you've just got to accept that you fancy her and deal with it. Sure, you might make a fool of yourself around her, you might even feel shy, but try to act as normal around her as possible. That's all it takes.

Hope this helps,

Harry

Teddy read and re-read Harry's letter. How did he feel about Victoire? He certainly didn't feel shy around her and he could talk to her all the time – usually their conversations were heated arguments. But then he remembered what Harry had told him about Ginny. How she had snuck up on him. Maybe that's how he felt about Victoire. All of a sudden she had just snuck up on him and he was trapped. He smirked. Perhaps that wasn't a bad thing after all.

Awwww... Teddy and Victoire are the cutest! I love them so much. The next few chapters will have a lot to do with them so please stick around for fluffy cuteness and teenage relationships :) Review? Pretty please?