(Present)
When they arrived home, the first thing said was "Dear Merlin! It's actually quiet," The words were mustered by Harry. Teddy then said, "I hate it," and he was dead serious. He had decided to stay with Harry and Ginny that night and said that he would stay until the kids got back if they wanted him to. Harry had said that he could go home whenever he wanted, and that he didn't have to stay until the kids come home. Teddy had replied, "Well this is my home too so either way I'll be home," Harry had just smiled at him and ruffled his hair.
Teddy started making his way to the couch. "Teddy you can sleep in James's bed if you want," Ginny told him. "Nah. I'm good," he responded flopping down on the couch. "Alright then," Ginny said heading towards the stairs. "I'll be up in a minute," Harry said. As Ginny disappeared up the stairs, Harry plopped down next to Teddy. "Teddy I want you to come," Harry said.
"Come where exactly?"
"When we go to get the kids I want you to come,"
"Really?"
"Yes. What do you say?"
"Yes! I'm not stupid!"
Harry laughed. "Okay then. Oh and Ted your hair is neon yellow by the way," Teddy gave a quick 'Oh!' and shook his head, turning it back to its normal turquoise. Harry stood to go to bed. "Wait!" Teddy said. "Will my parents be there?" Harry nodded. "Yes. So will Fred and Sirius and Mad-eye and if there's a meeting going on when we get there, Snape." Teddy only nodded. Harry ruffled his hair again. "Night Ted," he said before departing to go to bed. "Night Harry," Teddy said quietly. As Harry climbed the stairs, Teddy grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch and lay down.
He folded his arms behind his head and stared up at the ceiling. He knew he probably wouldn't fall asleep for a while so he let his mind wander. Most of his thoughts were about the names Harry had said. His parents, Fred, Sirius, Mad-eye, Snape, all of them were people that he had never really gotten to know properly. He had always wanted to know more about those people (his parents included) as a kid but he had never bothered to ask anyone because he thought it might hurt them. Even at seventeen that small worry was still there.
He made a silent vow to himself that before the kids got back, he would ask about all of them. He would ask Harry about his parents and Sirius and Mad-eye and Snape, but that still left one person. He knew who he should talk to but the worry bubbled up even more when he thought of who he would have to ask. He told himself then that he would talk to Harry first and only George if he hadn't got all the information he needed. He knew George probably wouldn't mind, but he still didn't want to ask. "Maybe I shouldn't ask about anyone," he said to himself. But then he changed it and said he would only ask about his parents.
But the courage every Gryffindor hid somewhere worked against him. After five minutes he was back to asking about everyone and swallowed all his fear. Trying to think about something else he let his mind wander again.
…(1996)
James laid awake for no reason he could think of. He knew everyone else was asleep, because Fred and George cracking jokes had since died when George fell asleep. James and Freddie were the only ones still awake besides Fred at that point so they just said good night and rolled over in every which direction. He was now on his stomach, his head laid sideways on his folded arms. He could make out the figure of Freddie's head in front of him and Albus's body at their feet.
He rolled over onto his side, and was now facing the wall. He heard Freddie shift beside him. Freddie yawned. "James? You awake?" he whispered. "No," James whispered in response.
"Come with me,"
Freddie and James both climbed out of bed, carefully so they wouldn't wake Al. James followed Freddie in the dark hallway down to the bathroom. When they got in James shut the door behind him. Freddie lit his wand. James could make out his expression as he adjusted to the light. His dark ginger hair was stuck to his tan forehead by sweat. "You okay?" James asked. Freddie nodded. "Now turn around I have to pee." James laughed but he was careful to be quiet.
James rested his head on the door as he waited for Freddie to finish. "Okay you're good," Freddie whispered. "James, do you think we should tell them about everyone and the war?" Freddie asked as James began turning around. James thought for a moment. "No. Not until we absolutely have to," James responded. "That's what I was thinking too. Let's go." Freddie put his light out as they left the bathroom.
James led as they walked back to the room. James could barely see in front of his own face as he bumped into something. Or someone rather.
….(Present)
After finally deciding that there was no way he was sleeping, Teddy moved into the kitchen to get something to drink. He just settled with water, not really wanting anything else. He sat down at the kitchen table, only relying on the moonlight for vision. Teddy eyed the mirror across from him. Out of curiosity he stood making his way over to it. Lighting his wand so he could see, he closed his eyes and focused. When he opened them, his hair was a short and straight medium brown. His was hair at its natural color. People always told him he looked like his dad, but now it was obvious. Teddy had only ever seen one photo of his dad at his age, and he really did look like him now.
He let his hair turn back to the turquoise he was used to. It remained straight and short though, the only evidence. He felt a hand on his shoulder. He must have jumped three feet in the air. His wand clamored to the floor leaving only the moon. He turned midair to see that it was just Ginny. "Sorry Teddy, I didn't mean to scare you," Ginny said looking slightly guilty. "You're fine," he said picking up his wand. "I didn't think you were still awake." Ginny half smiled. "Honestly Teddy, I don't think anyone will be able to sleep tonight,"
"You're right. What time is it anyway?"
"Roughly three A.M."
"Where's Harry?"
Just as he finished his statement he heard the soft sound of a shower turning on. "Does that answer your question?" Ginny asked him. Teddy nodded. "Yeah, but at three in the morning?"
"I think he just needed something to do. Come on we'll make a fire,"
…(1996)
"George!" James whisper shouted. "That's me!" George responded. Freddie couldn't see George's face in the dark but he was positive he was smirking. "Were you following us?" Freddie asked. "No. I woke up when you guys left and I needed something to do," George responded. "So you get up and walk around at three in the morning?" Freddie asked him. "Could ask you guys the same question," James smirked. "Ah, but there's your little flaw dear Uncle. Freddie here had to empty his bladder," Freddie face-palmed himself. "You don't just randomly tell people that!" James shrugged. "He is your dad," he said matter-of-factly.
"Technically not yet," George pointed out. Freddie slapped James on the back of the head. "See?" James scowled at him. "That hurt!" he said a little too loudly. He immediately covered his mouth with his hands. They heard movement from upstairs. George's eyes grew wide. He grabbed James and Freddie and pushed them in front of him. "Go, Go, Go!" he whisper shouted pushing them back toward the room.
They ran through the door of the bedrooms and leapt onto the beds. Fred and Albus both shifted. Fred started to groan but George put his hand over Fred's mouth. "Mum's coming. Be quiet or we're all dead." Fred's eyes flew open. Al did the same glancing back at Freddie and James. They all heard the footsteps approaching. George quickly removed his hand from Fred's mouth and rolled over onto his other side.
Fred and Albus both closed their eyes again as James and Freddie shifted into position. They all got into position just in time. The door creaked open and Molly Weasley peeked her head in. She looked at James, Freddie and Albus first, but she didn't keep her eyes on them for long. She transferred to Fred and George and seemed to watch them longer. Both twins felt their heart rates increased as they felt her eyes on them. Seemingly satisfied, she looked one last time at the other three boys, and she left the room closing the door silently behind her.
All the boys strained to hear her footsteps as she went back up stairs. They all heard the door shut as she went back to bed. They all sighed with relief and then James started laughing as quietly as he found possible. Freddie soon joined him and he was followed by the twins and Al. The laughter carried on for about five more minutes and faded as they found themselves growing tired once more. They said good night once more and drifted into a real sleep.
A/N: I know I sort of gave Teddy the spot light in the present parts but that was completely intentional. This one is the longest so far and I'm pretty proud of myself for making my chapters larger. Also I need your guys' opinion on something. I'm thinking about taking my story 'Visions' down and replacing it with a story about Fred's death from all the Weasleys' point of views (this will also include Lee Jordan, Harry, and Hermione). Yes or No? THANK YOU GUYS!