A/N: So I was cruising along in my memory stick, and I was found a folder that said "Greatness" and I thought "Maybe this is it..." 'cause I was looking for something. And this was it and I was all like "Oh... I kinda forgot about this..." So I edited it and here it is. ♥

Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter

Victor thought about what had happened last week with the videos. He was curious of what other video's there were. When his father was out at work at the job Harry had gotten him at the ministry, he snuck up to his dad's bedroom and dragged the box of videos to the center of the room near the T.V.

He pulled one out labeled Goodbye; Hello out and put it in the video player.

It was almost everyone he'd met as young teenagers and kids decorating a Christmas tree. A little girl came and ran, running into someone's butt and knocking them into the Christmas tree, which caused the Christmas tree to fall down on top of a gross looking, orange cat.

"CROOKSHANKS!" A bushy dark-red haired girl shouted, running and trying to lift the tree off the cat. "Help!" She said, starting to cry. Everyone scrambled to pick the tree up off the cat. The little girl started crying loudly at the dead cat.

"MUM!" She screamed. "C... C... Chrookshanks!" She shouted, leaning over the dead cat. A little red haired boy walked over and picked it up. He started playing with it like it was a stuffed animal.

"HUGO!" The girl cried. "DON'T!"

She pulled the cat from him as the scene changed and it was the whole family gathered around a hole in the ground with a big rock and a shoebox in it. The little girl from before was crying and so was the boy and a girl who had red hair about the same age as the boy.

"This is the worst Christmas ever," The bushy-haired girl said.

The scene changed again and it was Christmas morning. Everyone was smiling.

"Rosie," someone who Victor assumed was Ron, said, getting up and giving her a big

box with holes in it. "Here's a special gift," He smiled.

Everyone stared as she lifted the lid and removed a beautiful black cat.

"OH! THANK YOU DADDY!" Rose screamed, jumping up and hugging her father.

The T.V. went black and Victor ejected the tape and put another one labeled Remembering in. It was a big crowd of people sitting in folding chairs under a big, white tent. It was sunny outside and everyone looked sad.

"Why are they sad?" Victor whispered to himself.

"And now," Harry said at the front on a stage behind a podium, "We remember all those who died." He paused and flipped the page, reading the first name on the list. He started reading off Names. "Edgar Bones. Gideon Prewett. Fabian Prewett. Marlene McKinnon. Caradoc Dearorn, Beny Fenwick. Sirius Black," Harry said the name like it was the worst thing that ever happened. "James Potter. Lily Evans Potter. Peter Pettigrew. Cedric Digory. Bertha Bryce. Bartemius Crouch. Florean Vance. Amelia Bones. Albus Dumbledore," Harry said that name with more emotion than others too. "Severus Snape. Rufus Scrimgeor. Gawain Robards. Dobby the house elf. Alastair Mad-eye Moody. Broderick Bode. Igor Karkaroff. Charity Tonks. Dirk Cresswell. Gellert Grindlewald. Vincent Crabbe." Harry chocked a tearless sob then said the next name. "Fred Weasley. Nymphadora Tonks Lupin. Colin Creecey. Bellatrix Lestrange. And Tom Marvalo Riddle, who was also, Lord Voldemort."

A lot of people in crowd cringed as Harry said the last name. Harry sat down next Ginny

and gave her a kiss.

A tear fell from Victor's eyes as the camera switched hands and Victoire and Teddy went off to talk. The person with the camera kept the camera on them.

"Hey, Vicky," Teddy said, wiping away her tears. She let out a little laugh.

"It gets me every time," She said with a smile. The two sat down in the grass.

"Here," Teddy said, reaching into the pocket of his dress robes and handing Victoire a small package.

"What is it?" She asked.

"It's you're birthday." He said.

Victoire sighed.

"Yeah," She said, putting the gift down.

"I want you to open it," Teddy said, bouncing up and down. Victoire laughed a little and opened the gift. It was a small, gold, heart-shaped, locket.

She smiled. "Thanks," She said, hugging him.

"Open it," He said.

"Put it on me," She said, ignoring his comment.

"No," Teddy said, "Open it."

Victor laughed lightly at his parent's little fight as his mother opened the locket. Let it snow started playing and there was a picture of the two in Santa hats, smiling and laughing.

"Teddy," She sighed, looking up at her friend.

"What?" He asked.

"It must've cost you a fortune," She whinned.

"You do know my god-father is the amazing Harry Potter," Teddy said.

Victoire smiled and looked back at the locket.

"Will you put it on me?" She asked.

"Of course," He smiled, putting the locket necklace on around her neck.

"She never took it off again," A voice said from behind Victor, startling him. He jumped half a foot and turned around to see his father in the door.

"Hi... dad..." Victor said, embarrassed. He paused the video and stood up. "I was just... curious." Victor said.

"It's okay." Teddy said. "I was always curious about my parents. Every Photo of them I saw I'd study it for five minutes, at least. Harry said that was normal.

"Was that one of the... memorials?" Victor asked. Teddy nodded sitting down with his son.

"Yeah. Victoire's birthday was that day. She hated it because everyone was always sad on it. Even when she knew why they were sad. I always tried to make it better for her. I think this was her favorite birthday."

"Do you still have the necklace?" Victor asked.

"It's probably in Victoire's old room. From what I understand, she took it off and left it on her bed, then we left."

"Do you think it's still there?" Victor asked.

"Probably," Teddy answered. "Wanna go check?" Teddy asked. Victor shrugged.

"If you wanna drag me over there..."

"Let's go," Teddy said. They walked down to the fire place.

"We're going to shell cottage for a few," Teddy said to Ginny who was sitting on the couch, watching T.V.

"Oh, you didn't hear?" Ginny asked.

"Hear what?" Teddy asked back.

"Dom went into labor earlier."

"Well... we can still go... right?" Teddy asked.

"You might want to stop in at the hospital later," Ginny said.

"That's okay. I can... stay home..." Teddy said. "We'll see you later, Gin." Teddy said, hopping into the fireplace. Victor joined him and they flooed to Shell Cottage.

A/N: Again, sorry for the uber delay. I've been working on some other stuff though. Its up. I've written, probably a lot of, oneshot(s) and yeah. I still love reviews. And I'll stop now before I bore you to death. ♥ ♥