A/N: Here's the next chapter. I have nothing interesting to say… so I'll just leave it at that. Sorry for the typos. Bleh. I hate editing. My least favorite part of writing. So anyways, just read and enjoy. Reviews would be a plus =D

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

It was Christmas. Teddy missed these Christmases. The hectic Christmas that he grew up with. They extended the Living room about seven meters, and the kitchen about nine meters to fit everyone. Literally. Everyone. All the old friends, all their children... their grandchildren...

So basically this is who was coming:

Dean Thomas. His wife, Lavender (Brown) Thomas, and their kid, Janine Thomas. She had a boyfriend, but he was going to be with his own family.

Then there was Neville Longbottom and Hannah Longbottom with Alice, Julie, and Frank. Alice was James's Wife, so that was basically a give-away. Julie's husband was coming, and she was about six months pregnant. Not as far along as Dominique, but still fairly far.

The Scamander's were coming too, considering Lily was engaged to Lorcan they had to. Luna, Rolf, Lorcan, and his twin, Lysander, with his girlfriend, Violet.

The Creevey's were going to be there too. Dennis, Catherin, Koby and Shelby. Koby had his Wife Franny, and Shelby had her boyfriend who was going to be there. His name was Rick.

The Malfoy's were going to be there because of Scorpious's love for Lucy. Who, of course, had cause a slight riff in their family, but still kept them going.

The Finnegan's were going to be there too. Seamus and his wife Mary, who was a squib, and their grown kids, Lisa, Liam, and Lakeisha. Lakeisha was a squib with a squib husband, and Liam and Lisa were both married with kids, so they weren't going to stay long. Liam had his wife Gabby, with Ursala and Tony. Lisa had Oliver, with their kids Piker and Frank. They were boys who needed to learn how to stay out of trouble. Lakeisha and Gary didn't have any kids... yet.

And then, they invited all the Hogwarts Professors. Only a few could come. Professor McGonagall, Professor Sinistra, and Professor Flitwick. Victor was very worried, but his father told him it was no big deal and everyone above the age of ten was sane.... that he knew of.

Victor sat next to Darby on the couch, trying to look approachable.

He hiccupped.

"Why do you always hiccup?" Darby asked.

"It happens when I'm nervous," Victor admitted.

"Why are you nervous?" Darby asked.

Victor hiccupped again.

"People make me nervous." He admitted.

"That's kind of weird," Darby said.

"I don't know... My dad said my mom used to do that too... so I guess I inherited it from her. But it wasn't people that made her nervous. It was other things. Like tests and being put on the spot." He said.

Darby nodded awkwardly as people walked into the room. Her face lit up.

"Hi Uncle Neville!" She exclaimed, jumping up and running to him as a race with her cousins.

"Is that, you, Darbs?" He asked.

She nodded. "Yep. And I'll be going to Hogwarts next year!" She exclaimed.

"Wow, I didn't think you were getting so big!" He exclaimed. Darby giggled and motioned for Victor to come over to be introduced. Victor ambled over to her and smiled towards Neville. He seemed familiar. He probably saw him in a picture somewhere.

"Hi," Neville said, holding his hand out. "Neville Longbottom, I'll be you're Herbology teacher when you go to Hogwarts."

"Victor. And I'm not going to Hogwarts," Victor replied, looking angry.

"If you're not going to Hogwarts where are you going? You're obviously not a squib, I've seen you do magic!" Darby exclaimed.

"I'm going to Salem."

"What's at Salem. That's one of the lowest ranked Wizarding schools!" Darby exclaimed. Victor sighed.

"My best friend is there," Victor said, walking past Neville and all the other people who were dressed up. He went upstairs to be alone in a room. He missed Gwen. Why did his father drag him all the way to Europe to see family that basically hated him? It was the stupidest thing he'd ever heard.

Victor kicked his shoes off across the room and laid back on his bed. He reached under his pillow to the Christmas card he made for Gwen. How was he supposed to get it to her? He had no way. It probably took a year for it to get across the seas to Massachusetts. He sighed and rolled over on his bed and put his face in his pillow, crying.

There was a knock on the door.

"Leave me alone," Victor complained through his tears and pillow.

"What's wrong?" Connor asked, walking into the room and sitting down next to Victor. Victor ignored him and Connor just sat there. Connor was waiting for Victor to say something and Victor was waiting for Connor to leave. "You can tell me." Connor said.

"Are you going to leave?" Victor asked.

"Not until you tell me," Connor said, taking a sip of his Fire Whiskey.

Victor sighed.

"I have a friend back home," Victor said. Connor nodded. "Her name is Gwen. I grew up with her, I'm afraid Dad's going to make me go to Hogwarts and I won't be able to go to Salem with her. It doesn't make me happy at all. It makes me angry. I want to be with her. She's my best friend, I grew up with her." Victor said. Connor nodded. "I don't want to loose her as a friend."

Connor nodded.

"Let's go downstairs."

Victor sighed and followed Connor down stairs to where everyone was hanging out and laughing and goofing off and being weird.

"Professor!" Connor exclaimed, looking at an old lady he nearly ran in to. "Victor, this is Professor McGonagall. She's the head mistress at Hogwarts."

"I'm not going to Hogwarts," Victor muttered.

"You're going where you're father sends you," Teddy said, showing up behind them. "No matter what you want. I choose where you're going. And that's not Salem, by the way."

Victor glare at his dad. "I'm going to Salem and you can't stop me."

"Yes I can," Teddy said, picking his son up and slinging him over his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Victor asked, kicking and screaming in his father's arms.

"Hey Teddy," Lily said, popping up in front of him. "What was that old muggle song you and Victoire used to always sing?" She asked. Teddy put his son down and thought back to the times that he and Victoire always sung Let It Snow on Christmas or Christmas Eve.

Teddy smiled and sat down by a piano his grandmother taught him how to play years ago. He started playing the familiar song he hadn't played in ten years. He started humming the song, racking his brain for the words.

"Oh the weather outside is frightful," Lily sung, remembering before Teddy did. "But the fire is so delightful. And since we've not place to go. Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow."

"It doesn't show signs of stopping," Teddy sung. "And I've brought some corn for popping. The lights are turned way down low. Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow." He smiled widely, remembering all the times he sung this with Victoire.

"When we finally kiss goodnight. How I'll hate going out in the storm, but if you really hold me tight, all the home I'll be warm," Lily sung happily.

"Oh the fire is slowly dieing," Teddy said, after a bit of instrumentals. "And, my dear, we're still good-bying. But as long as you love me so. Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow..." He sung, his voice drifting off. He felt a tear fall from his eye and people clapped for him. He sighed and started playing jingle bells. Everyone loved the muggle Christmas Carols he always played.

A/N: I'll update again tonight, I have the next six or seven chapters written. Lol. So yeah. Please Review! Even though I'll update anyways… lol… I just like reviews. They make me feel special =D