Hi, sorry I haven't updated in so long! I was so busy! And I would've updated yesterday, but I was too obsessed with Thor (or technically the character from the movie Loki) to update! Here's the chapter!
"Teddy, wake up! Remus is in the kitchen!" Victoire said, shaking me.
"Alright, alright, I'm coming!" I moaned into the pillow on the couch.
"Hey Moony! Did you get a good sleep last night?" Sirius asked.
Dad looked at him suspiciously. "Yes."
"Lovely," Sirius grinned mischievously. Mum then walked into the room and saw the look on Dad's and Sirius's faces.
"Is he bothering you?" she asked Dad. "Cause I can hex you into oblivion, Padfoot."
"You wouldn't do that to your darling cousin," Sirius said. Then he got up. "I'm going upstairs. Goodbye."
"Bye," Mum called up the stairs. Then she sat across from Dad.
"Looks like it's just us," he smiled nervously.
"Yeah," she said awkwardly. After a couple minutes of silence, Dad stood up.
"Well, I've got to run to the Ministry. I have to turn in some werewolf registration papers," said Dad.
Mum looked crestfallen. "Alright. I've gotta go do some paperwork anyway. Bye."
"Bye Nymphadora," he said as he walked out the door.
"Bloody git, calling me Nymphadora," she muttered while smiling.
"It's not that bad of a name," Victoire said. I agreed. It could be much worse. I mean, you could change Harry to hairy. And I didn't even come up with that, James did.
After a couple hours of watching Sirius drink Firewhiskey, again, Dad finally apparated back.
"Moony! Finally, I was getting bored!" Sirius said, gulping down the rest of the Firewhiskey in the glass.
"How much have you drank? Your probably drunk," Dad smirked.
"Nonsense Moony," Sirius slurred slightly. "I'm perfectly healthy."
"Yes, because after spending twelve years in Azkaban, only to have to be on the run for another two years, your health issues really haven't taken a toll." Dad took a swig of Butterbeer.
"Exactly. Finally getting some sense into you," he said, oblivious. I sighed in mock frustration. I walked over to the mirror and changed my hair pink, to match Mum's.
"I like that color on you Teddy. You should wear it more often," Victoire teased.
"Only for today," I laughed. Then we sat on the window seat again.
"So, you gonna tell my dear cousin that you fancy her yet?" Sirius asked casually.
Dad choked on his Butterbeer. "Excuse me?"
"I said, are you gonna tell Nymphy that you fancy her?" he said louder, grinning this time.
"I do not fancy Nymphadora," Dad said, blushing.
"Of course not," Sirius smirked. "But you know, she fancies you too."
"If this is another one of your pranks, it's not funny," Dad scolded. He really was a professor.
"No prank," he said. "I swear."
"It has to be. There's no way a beautiful, young witch like Nymphadora will fancy an ugly old werewolf like me," Dad said softly.
"Your so nice to yourself. And do you doubt her attraction to her?" Sirius said incredulously.
"The only attraction here is between you and the mirror. The 'attraction' that Nymphadora and I have is in your twisted head," Dad snarled.
Sirius raised his eyebrow. "Well, you are right. I must confess my hidden feelings to Mirra!" He smiled at the mirror in the hallway.
Dad rolled his eyes.
"However, the attraction between you and Nymphadora is not in my head, no matter how much I've drank. Ask around. Everybody knows that she fancies you!" Sirius told him sincerely.
"I refuse to believe that," Dad said. "I'll only believe it if I hear it for myself, or at least from anybody else but you."
"I'm hurt, Moony. Don't you trust me?" Sirius asked in mock-sadness.
"I did up until the night you discovered Firewhiskey," Dad joked. Then he went upstairs.
"Oh, Mirra!" Sirius sing-songed and made his way over to the mirror. "How oblivious our werewolf friend is." Then he kissed the mirror and followed Dad up the steps.
Tomorrow, Victoire and I decided that we'd have to follow Molly, Victoire's grandmother. I had a feeling she would have a big role to play in Dad and Mum's relationship.
So, what'd ya think? Please review!