Chapter 3: The Party

July 31, 2013

"Gran, it won't go away." Teddy looked in the mirror. He had tried morphing, had Gran try to magic it away, and even make-up, but the eye still remained dark and a little swollen. "It's not as bad, but I can't go looking like this." Teddy opened the bathroom door and showed Gran.

"Hmm. Well, I don't know. That might work." She thought as she tapped her nose. "A Polyjuice Potion might work."

"Except for the fact that I've already got the black eye. It wouldn't do much good now." Teddy snorted. He hated not being able to fix this.

"Then get a hair from before. I'm sure you've got a hair from yesterday or earlier lying around here somewhere." Gran rolled her eyes. "Oh, Dora. What am I going to do with him?"

"Yeah,….well…but…" Teddy tried to find an excuse or a plan. "Gran, that's brilliant! A hair from before! It's still me. Before the eye. And no one'll know." Teddy jumped up and down.

"Yes, but we have no Polyjuice Potion and we're almost late. Come on." Gran said grabbing her present and heading for the fireplace. "Honestly, Teddy, you're making too big a deal over this. They're not going to care." She said as she walked into the green fire.

"Hah." Teddy scoffed. "They're Weasley's." Eddy stepped out of the fireplace and looked around. Teddy noticed Victoire sitting on the couch with Lily and a pile of beauty magazines and saw Rose and Roxanne in a corner, who immediately started giggling when he looked over at them. Victoire had also noticed Teddy's presence as the two shot death-looks at the two girls, who proceeded to laugh even harder.

"What's so funny?" Molly Weasley asked, walking out of the kitchen with a plate full of hot biscuits.

"Nothing!" the two piped up.

"Yes, well, it's dinnertime so come on." The group all headed into the dining room and found seats at the table.

"Merlin, Ted! What happened to you?" Ron spewed, receiving a thunk on the arm from Hermoine for asking.

"Fangirls. Some witch jumped me and tried to defile me. I'll be fine. I'm actually kind of liking it now. Adds some character, don't you think?" Teddy lied. Teddy didn't dare look up at anyone. "This chicken is fabulous Grandma Weasley." Someone said, saving him.

"I'm stuffed. That was a fantastic dinner." Harry ached after a huge plate of chicken. Everyone nodded in agreement. "Thanks for the dinner and well…everything." Harry said again. The Children excused themselves as they started out the back door. Teddy instantly regretted joining them as he was met by a slightly irritated veela.

"So I'm a slag pedophile, now?" she bumped into him. Teddy shrugged his shoulders and laughed.

"Yeah. I'll just tell them that you hit me after I grabbed your arse in George's shop. That'll go over well with your family. Your dad hates me anyways." Teddy pointed at the house. "I do like your ears, though."

"Yeah, well, you deserved it. My dad doesn't hate you." Victoire crossed her arms as they kept walking around. They finally stopped when they came to the river at the edge of the property. Victoire sat down, dipping her bare feet in. "My dad's the least of your problems." She smiled as she grabbed his arm and pushed him in. "Now, we're even." She noted as a flash came from behind her. Teddy blinked as the light dimmed, revealing the two giggling girls from before.

"Blackmail!" the pair sang in unison. Teddy started back for the House before stopping and grinning. "I think you could get a better picture with Princess over here." Teddy grabbed the blonde from behind, picking her up.

"Teddy Remus Lupin! You put me down right now!" she screamed. Teddy was all too happy to oblige. "Okay. You asked." Teddy laughed as he tossed his blonde abductee into the cold river water. Victoire managed to catch a low hanging branch and keep her waist above water long enough to reach shore and give chase to a fleeing Teddy.

Despite his cardio and athletic nature, the blue haired matamophagus was no match for the pissed off veela on his heels. Teddy barely made it to the Pitch before Victoire tackled him and had him pinned to the ground. "Okay, Okay. You win. I'm sorry. I've learnt my lesson." Teddy huffed before trying to wriggle free. Victoire only managed to pin his arms again as she sat on his stomach. "Say it Lupin." The lady hissed.

"Alright. I, Teddy Lupin, do hereby swear that Victoire Apolline Weasley…looks like a wet cat." Teddy laughed until the "wet cat" leaned forward. "I'm sorry. You rule and I drool. There, you happy?"

"Yes. Yes I am." Victoire laughed as she sat up flipping her hair over her shoulders. "Was that so hard?" Teddy looked disgusted. By now, Hugo had made his way over as well.

"Do you mind getting of my stomach now?" "Well, I am pretty comfortable." Teddy took advantage and rolled over pinning his captor to the ground. Teddy took in the sight of Victoire under him as she caught her breath. Wow. She really is pretty. Wait, what?! This is Victoire we're talking about, right?

A red firework streaked up from the house telling the children that it was time to go inside. "Aww Mom. It was just getting to the good part." Rose whined. Her father laughed as Ron followed George and Angelina into the green lit fireplace.

"Stay on the Pitch, kids." Molly Weasley yelled out the door. The adults were locked in their conversations about whatever, so Teddy slipped off his seat and headed out the door. Teddy really wanted to just enjoy the warm summer air when he was poked just out of the door.

"George! Are you going to join us?" Ginny called to her redhead brother still in the kitchen.

"Yeah! I was just watching something. Waiting for the fireworks." George smirked, sitting down. "Not those kind of fireworks!" George quickly added seeing the exclaimed and drained faces at the table. "WE searched our kids before coming over."