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Four and a half years later

Grinning I knocked on the door of the flat I knew so well. I was so excited. Hopefully he would be too.

Cedric opened the door, smiling when he saw me. "This is a surprise."

"Remember last year, you told me you wondered what it would be like to drive a car," I told him, lifting a set of keys.

Cedric's eyes opened in shock. "Seriously?"

I shrugged. "Yeah, why not? I'm in a good mood what with training almost up for the both of us."

Cedric's grin widened and he stepped out the door, closing it behind him. "What are we waiting for?"

He took my arm in his and I Apparated the both of us to my flat. Cedric was so excited. He ran down the stairs, like a kid runs to a candy store and I could do nothing but following, laughing in amusement. My old car was sitting in the parking garage. Cedric ran around to the driver's side, running his hands over the hood. I unlocked the doors and we both slid into the car, Cedric rubbing his hands together. He looked to me with this child-like grin. I laughed again before handing him the keys.

So we were out in the world, though Cedric continued to live in the wizarding world and I owned my flat in the Muggle world but most of the time I was with him and my friends anyway. Cedric and I had stayed together all this time, surprisingly and it had been great so far. I loved being with him always . . . hence the reason he was always either at my flat or I was at his.

Daniel said we might as well move in together and he was probably right.

"Right so, check your mirrors," I told him. "Make sure you can see through this one to the back and that you can see the sides of you through those two. Got it?"

Cedric adjusted his mirrors, still grinning harder than I've ever seen. "Which, er, key is it?"

I smiled, pointing it out to him. He slid it into the ignition and turned the key, jumping when the engine started. "It's alright, you've got this," I said, reassuringly.

"Right," he agreed. ". . . . Now what?"

"Put the car in reverse. You got your foot on the brake?"

"Which ones the brake?'

"The pedal on the left. And you pull this lever here back to reverse."

Overexcited, he put the car in drive, and we went rushing forward towards the wall. "Brake! Brake!" I screamed.

Cedric slammed on the brake, both of us flinging forward in our seats. My hands against the dashboard, I looked at him and gave him a shaky smile. "It's okay. . . . Just, move it forward – there you go. Now, ease backwards."

The car inched away from the wall and slowly out of the parking garage. "Watch your mirrors, make sure no one's behind you. . . . Alright. Now put it in drive. Keep your foot on the brake. Now, lift your foot and lightly put it on the gas."

Cedric was obviously nervous. Though my dad was warmer to me ever since the school sent him a letter saying I had been hurt, that didn't mean he had to like Cedric, even after almost five years so it could only be imagined what dad would say if Cedric wrecked the car. But I wouldn't let that happen. We'd be fine.

"The one on the left," Cedric confirmed.

"Yes."

So I needed to understand how someone so light on their feet while dancing was so heavy footed while driving. We zoomed out of the parking lock, a car honking at us as they slammed on their breaks.

"Lift your foot a little," I said, trying to be calm.

Cedric lifted his foot a lot but we slowed, coasting along the road. Cars wanting to go faster pulled around us, angry, but I was fine going this speed if it meant avoiding an accident.

"So how is training?" I asked him.

"Time consuming, tiring, and fun," Cedric said with a grin, keeping his eyes completely focused on the road. "Though, now that Voldemort's gone, I don't suppose there will be much to save the world from."

"We'll always need Aurors." I was glad that the war was over. Just like Dumbledore had said, he sent me information on where the meetings were. I hadn't told my friends what was going on but I did tell Cedric, who worried (naturally). It had been stressful and work. My assignment had been creating monitoring charms to keep a watch on the Weasleys, Harry while he hadn't been with them, and on any known spots for Death Eaters. It was hard, figuring out a charm, but it came through and worked well. I had been there when we went rushing to Hogwarts, news of Dumbledore's death shaking us all. But we fought. Tonks had been working with me when the two of us weren't busy, helping me brush up on my dueling and teaching me knew spells, hexes, and jinxes to use which came in good use during both battles at Hogwarts. Gosh, I missed her. We had been good friends and I had been with her when Teddy was born. While Remus had made Harry godfather, Tonks made me godmother. I wish I could have kept her alive. . . .

"You're doing great," I said, surprised as he turned the corner. We were just driving around the block. There was no way I'd let him take on more than that before he was ready.

"What about you?" Cedric asked. "How is Hogwarts?"

"Flitwick is hilarious at the best of times," I told him smiling. "He's too excited to pass over the post to me, I think. I'm finding it hard to believe that I'll be able to teach anyone anything."

"You taught me a lot."

"You already knew most of it and you were just using tutoring as a ploy to get to me."

"Doesn't matter. What I didn't know I learned from you and I had a good time learning it too. I'm sure you'll make a great teacher."

I laughed. "I hope. You know how nervous I get in front of people."

"They'll just be kids. You don't have to worry much about them."

Smiling I rested my hand on his thigh. He chuckled, low in his throat. "Now that's distracting."

I couldn't help it. I blushed. Cedric looked at me, grinning.

I opened my mouth to speak when a movement caught the corner of my eye. I gasped. "Cedric watch out!"

Cedric looked up and with a jerk, he slammed on the brake, the car stopping inches away from old Mrs. Bolton, my old neighbor who lived above me with like five cats. I think she was sent by my dad to spy on me because every time my friends came he'd know about it. Her grocery bags lay scattered on the ground in her shock which quickly turned to mind blowing anger. Thankfully, she had never seen Cedric. He always Apparated in.

"Just, let me handle this," I said, out the corner of my mouth. "Don't say a word."

Mrs. Bolton walked around to my side of the car and I rolled down my window, smiling. "Mrs. Bolton! How are you today?"

"How am I?" the woman said, angrily. "I was doing just fine to you bloody well almost ran me over. Who's he? Doesn't he have a license? Doesn't he know how to drive?"

"I'm teaching him," I told her. "He's my pen pal from . . . er . . . Scandinavia! He speaks little English but he was interested in driving. I'm so very sorry."

Cedric leaned forward and waved, giving Mrs. Bolton a charming smile that could melt even the coldest brick of ice. Mrs. Bolton huffed. "You should have taught him to be more careful."

"I really am very sorry."

"I know." She looked to Cedric. And then she began to shout as he was deaf. "It is okay! Do not worry! I won't press charges!"

My ears must have been bleeding. "Thank you, Mrs. Bolton."

Cedric kindly got out of the car (thankfully putting it in park) and helped Mrs. Bolton pick up her groceries. The old woman left and Cedric and I drove on (with me in the driver's seat), trying not to laugh.

"It's really not funny," I said, trying to hide my smile. "We could have hurt her."

"Pen pal from Scandinavia?" Cedric asked, grinning.

"It was the first thing I could think of that didn't sound too weird! At least this way if she goes back to my dad he won't know who you are. . . . He might ask me to introduce you though."

At that the two of us burst into fits of laughter.

"I'm taking Teddy to his first movie tonight," I told him when we had calmed down. "Do you want to come. It's a cartoon. Granted, he's only two and probably won't understand a thing but. . . . "

"Wouldn't miss it," Cedric interrupted. He loved Teddy and Teddy really liked him. It was obvious that Cedric would make a good father some day.

When I pulled up to a stop light, Cedric leaned over and kissed me. I didn't even realize the light had changed until someone honked behind me. "What was that for?" I asked, blushing.

"Think of it as an I'll make it up to you kiss," he said, still leaning towards me.

There was something about the grin on his face that kind of made me wary but I just rolled my eyes.

What on earth was he up to?

A/N: So Cedric learns to drive and almost kills a woman lol. Hope you guys like it. Stay tuned for the next and last chapter.