Assignment #2: Charms: Task One: Write a story in which the number 7 plays an important role

(um, is this a bit too extra?)

A/N: This is not a Wolfstar. This is a Sirius and Remus live! AU. Tonks does not live, however Remus was madly in love with her when she was alive, and Sirius set them two up in Harry's sixth year. I love Wolfstar as much as the next person but this fic is not one…

Word Count: 777 (too extra?)

you're only seven once (make the most of it)

Teddy's seventh birthday started off well. It began with his door being knocked on seven times before his uncle, Sirius, poked his head through the door, a wide grin on his face. He held a tray in his hands that had seven plates and seven glasses of juice on it. "Happy birthday, Tedster," he said, grinning, whilst walking into the room.

"Thanks, Uncle Padfoot," Teddy replied, before narrowing his eyes as he noticed what Sirius was wearing. "You're wearing… that thing?"

Sirius' face fell as he looked down at the number '7' costume he was wearing. "You don't like it?"

Teddy grinned. "It's much better than the six of last year, Uncle Padfoot."

Sirius placed the tray on Teddy's bed, and he tucked into the meals on it. On one plate there were seven small sausages, and on another there were seven baked beans. Another had seven rashers of bacon, one had seven eggs, and one had seven tomatoes. The last had seven strips of toast. "You've put a lot of effort into this year," Teddy commented mildly.

"Thanks, Teds. Your dad cooked the food, obviously." Sirius stole a bit of the bacon from the plate. "Lovely."

Teddy gulped down one of the glasses of pumpkin juice before scooping up the baked beans and eating them. He grinned at Sirius, who had stolen yet another bit of bacon. "Thief! I'll get you for that!"

They walked downstairs together. Teddy looked around, noticing seven bunches of seven balloons tied along the banister, and seven banners saying 'Seven Today!' that changed to seven different colours along each wall. On the ceiling, seven different types of bunting were placed in a random pattern, all of the little flags in the shape of a '7'. Each strip of bunting only had seven flags on them, and each of the flags had seven stripes made up of seven different colours. His dad and uncle had gone the extra mile this year: last year they had just worn a number '6' costume and had some sixes around the house and called it a day. A seventh birthday must be rather important, if his father and Sirius went to all this trouble for it.

Teddy decided to play along. He styled his hair upwards into the shape of a '7', and had the seven colours of the rainbow to streak through it. As he walked into the living room, he heard Sirius laugh, and he grinned slightly. "Happy birthday, Teddy!" his dad exclaimed as Teddy walked into the room, pulling something that released a bunch of confetti in the shape of, you guessed it, the number '7'.

"Thanks, dad," he said, wrapping his arms around his father.

In a pile next to the sofa, seven parcels were just waiting to be opened. Teddy glanced up at his dad, eyes pleading, and he nodded at him. "Yes, you can open your presents now."

Teddy whooped, and rushed over to unwrap the parcel that looked like a broomstick. "The Comet Pro 7! Wow, thanks, guys!"

The Comet Pro 7 was by no means a new broom, as the Comet Pro 11 was released just last week, but Teddy loved the sleek look of the broom. "No problem, Tedster," Sirius said, grinning. "Your father and I knew you would love it."

The next present contained seven books, each about a different subject. There were seven posters of the Holyhead Harpies, his favourite team, to put up in his room, and seven action figures of his favourite heroes; seven toy trains that blew out steam and seven quills that shimmered. The last present was the most interesting: it had seven small Pygmy Puffs in it. Teddy had always wanted one, and now he had seven! Even if the repetition of the number seven was making his head swim, he still appreciated the sentiment. "Thanks!" he exclaimed, letting a Pygmy Puff run up his arms. "I love the presents!"

The rest of his birthday went smoothly. His Granny Andy arrived not long after he had opened his presents from his dad and uncle, followed quickly by Harry and the rest of the Weasley clan—including the new baby James and a very pregnant Fleur holding twin girls in her arms, gossiping with Angelina about babies and stuff like that. The three-year-old twins had quickly swarmed over to him once their mum put them down, begging to play with his new pets. Afterwards, they all—excluding baby James—had a slice of the number '7' cake that his dad had cooked.

'It was a good birthday,' Teddy thought when his dad tucked him into bed late at night. 'Even with all the sevens.'

I can imagine Sirius being this extra, and Remus going along with it to make him happy. Idk. Maybe?

~Buttercat