Hi! Sorry I haven't updated for such a long time! I feel really bad! Because I've been bad and haven't updated since my last day of school, this chapter is my treat, and my trick! Wow, that sucked, but technically, it's a surprise, but there's a cliffhanger! Here's the chapter!

The rest of the holiday was uneventful, except for watching Sirius get drunk. Well, not that that was unusual, but he was a lot more rambunctious during the holidays. It was good entertainment for Victoire and I, because Mum and Dad barely spoke to each other since the Christmas party. Honestly, it was one kiss, they should be over it. Actually, Dad should get over it, because Mum's been looking for him ever since the party ended. Dad had made a beeline for his room when the Order had left, except for the Weasleys, who were still at Grimmauld Place.

It was now 1996 in this time, and Victoire and I were lounging around on the couch. Her feet were resting on my lap, and her head was hanging off the edge of the couch. She was drawing circles in the air, or so I thought.

"Having fun, whatever you're doing?" I asked, watching her in amusement. She looked up at me in surprise and let out a breath.

"Oh, I'm drawing Dominique," Victoire replied, and she went back to "drawing."

"Alrighty then," I said, and I raised my index finger. "I'll draw you then, if you're drawing Dom." I drew an oval for her face and extremely short hair, though Victoire's hair reached the middle of her back.

"Ugh, that's not me!" Victoire said, trying to look angry. "My face is not that fat! Well actually, my face isn't fat at all!"

"Is in my eyes," I muttered under my breath, and she smacked my arm. "Hey, I was just kidding!"

"You better have Teddy Lupin." Victoire looked into my eyes, her gaze menacing. "You better have, or I'll kill you once we get home."

"You're dating Angelina Johnson?" Victoire and I turned around to see Hermione talking to Fred. "I thought she only agreed out of pity, or because you put her on the spot."

"'Mione, she would've said no even if I put her on the spot," Fred replied with a grin. "And it was not out of pity, she lloovvess me."

"You better love her too, or I'll tell her that you're taking her for granted," said Hermione, giving Fred a death glare.

Fred looked completely serious when he answered, "I do love her."

Hermione nodded and wore a small smile on her face. "Good. By the way, George is waiting for you upstairs."

Victoire and I looked at each other in confusion. I felt my scalp tingle, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw that it had turned purple.

"I thought that Uncle George was with Aunt Angelina," said Victoire, her eyebrow scrunched together.

"Me too," I said. "Maybe he fell in love with her after Fred died."

"Probably," said Victoire, then her eyes shone. "Aw, that's so sweet!"

"What's sweet?" I asked incredulously. "Fred dying?"

"No, stupid." Victoire snorted. "What if Uncle George always loved Aunt Angelina even when Uncle Fred was dating her, and so eventually, they became better friends after his death, because his death brought them closer, and she fell in love with him. That's so sweet, isn't it Teddy?"

"Uh, yeah, sure," I said, not really sure how to respond. I was saved from an evil glare from Victoire by a loud crash in the hallway, near the door. I was pretty sure I already knew who it was. "Hey Mum!" Right after I said it, Mum walked into the living room.

"How'd you know it was her?" asked Victoire. I rolled my eyes at her.

"Please Vic," I said. "Mum is clumsy, which means she trips, which means that she falls into things, or bumps into things, which means things fall to the floor, things including herself, which means a loud crash, which usually means Mum."

"You must feel brilliant with your logic," said Victoire sarcastically. "You're the most intelligent man in England."

"I know it," I said, turning around to face Mum, but she was already gone. "How did she go by here so bloody fast?"

"She's clumsy, not slow," said Victoire. "She's in the kitchen. And Sirius is coming down."

"What-" I stopped when I heard glass break. That was a sure sign that Sirius was around, because firewhiskey bottles were falling. "Yeah, that's him."

"How's Nymphy today?" Sirius asked, pouring Mum a cup of tea. "Good, bad, sad?"

"Okay," Mom said, sighing. "Have you seen Remus around? He's been avoiding me since Christmas, and I don't know why."

Victoire snorted, and I hit her lightly on the arm.

"How could she not know that Remus was avoiding her because of the kiss?" asked Victoire. "It's pretty obvious."

"People in love are often oblivious," I said in a deep voice. She looked at me funny. "What?" She shook her head and looked back at Mum and Sirius.

"How can you not know why?" asked Sirius, basically asking the same question as Victoire had. Mum still looked confused. He rolled his eyes skyward. "It's because of the kiss! He's embarrassed!"

"Why would he be embarrassed?" she asked. "We had to anyway, there was mistletoe."

"Ugh," Sirius groaned, pouring firewhiskey into his tea. Victoire smacked her palm against her forehead. "He's embarrassed because he doesn't want you to know that he fancies you."

"He fancies me?" Mum looked pleasantly shocked. "How do you know that? Did he tell you?"

"Of course he wouldn't tell me." Sirius snorted. "He'd never tell me anything like that. But I know that he fancies you. And haven't I told you that he fancies you?"

"I didn't believe you then," Mum said sheepishly. "Not even Molly."

"But you said that you were going to get him a Christmas present!"

"Yes, but when I was getting something, I realized that how would Molly know? Remus is very good at hiding his feelings, so really, he could've fancied anyone in the Order, so I decided that he didn't fancy me, and that everyone just thought that," said Mum.

"I'm offended by that," said Sirius. "Why would I ever lie to my dear cousin?"

"A bunch of reasons." Mum rolled her eyes. "But now I know that it really is true. Remus does fancy me, and I'm going to tell him!"

Sirius's eyes widened. "Um, bad idea."

"Why?" asked Mum curiously, but then her eyes narrowed. "Were you lying about him fancying me?"

"No, but you should probably wait a bit more, and also, Remus just came back," said Sirius. Mum scrambled up from her seat, making it fall over. She put it back up before rushing towards the kitchen door. "I thought you wanted to talk to him!"

"No no, I'll figure out what I'm going to say first so I don't look completely daft in front of him," said Mum. "Bye!" She Disapparated quickly with a crack. Sirius went upstairs almost immediately after with his teacup.

"So, now what?" asked Victoire, sitting down where Mum had just been.

"Um, I know!" I leaned against the counter. "I'll entertain the audience, or technically, just you, with my metamorphmagus powers!" I morphed into her dad, Bill, and her mum Fleur, then into Lily Luna and James Sirius. Next, I morphed into Louis and Dominique, and then Albus Severus. I morphed into Harry, and I was about to morph into Ginny when I heard a gasp. Victoire.

I looked over to where she was staring with her mouth wide open and gulped when I saw that Albus Dumbledore was staring at us in wonder. But I stared back in wonder too. How can he see us?

Please don't hate me! I had to put this cliffhanger! So, please please please review!