A/N- I know it's been almost two weeks since I last updated for this story and I apologize. Life got busy and... yeah.
Sooooo I know that this chapter is sort of like 'Really?' but I just couldn't resist. I don't think that Remus was being too out of character because of the circumstances he finds himself in in this chapter and... well, you'll have to read it to find out!
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ALSO I will be editing the older chapters (nothing too major, just spelling, grammar, and a few awkward things I let slip by me) so sorry if you all get a bunch of updates.
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Chapter Twelve
Teddy Lupin was never one to investigate a suspicious situation. He had been sorted into Hufflepuff for a reason, and that reason was that he did not enjoy running head on into trouble. Being able to change his appearance was one thing. That he could not help, though it did come handy in a pinch. Other than the occasional prank he pulled with his friends, Teddy did not enjoy diving into whatever mess was left lying around.
So what exactly had possessed him to walk outside, hand in hand with his fiancé Victoire, Teddy would never know. What he did know was that James had come storming into the house, looking very upset and Harry had taken him into the office. Teddy wanted to check on Al, Rose, and Scorpius to see if they were alright, as they had yet to come back inside the house. And Teddy, being the loyal, concerned Hufflepuff he was, needed to be sure that they were all ok.
"Where do you think they went?" The currently blue-haired man asked as he tugged Victoire along, "I mean, they just disappeared…"
Indeed, the trio seemed to have disappeared into nothing. Teddy pursed his lips, searching the dusky night sky for a sign. His eyes swept over the hedges, the string lights attached to the patio and the hill just beyond the fence. There was no one out there, no one except him and his fiancé.
"Teddy, maybe we should look about," Victoire suggested gently, tugging at his arm. Crickets chirped in the distance, but Teddy paid them no mind. He was staring intently at the woman next to him. Her lips pursed as she pondered the situation, obviously confused. Her light blue eyes were anxious; she was concerned for her cousins. What if they had gotten into trouble?
"Yeah… They can't have gotten too far, now could they?" Teddy half joked, stepping further into the yard. Several paces in, he stepped on something metal that crunched under his foot rather loudly. He dropped to his knees, examining the object.
It was golden, slightly bent from where Teddy had been standing on it. There were ruins on it, carved into the gold outer rim. On the inside there was a cracked hourglass, bits of shimmering gold dust strewn about.
As soon as Teddy touched it, he realized what it was. He turned to Victoire in horror, not releasing her hand.
"Time turner," He whispered.
And then they were gone.
X
Remus Lupin was having a nice day. For one thing, he had the day 'off' (if he excluded all the errands he had to run, perhaps the day would've been enjoyable). Also, the full moon was approaching yet Remus did not feel as anxious as he usually did, for whatever reason. Christmas was coming up, and he was too busy stressing about that than bothering worrying about the arrival of the full moon. Lastly, Remus was at the Burrow, conversing with Arthur Weasley about the new Ministry laws without a care in the world. He had been in the area and had decided to pop in for a quick visit. For a moment, nothing was strange or different or evil. Everything was relaxed, and the commotion was at a lull.
Until he heard two loud thumps come from the garden just outside the house.
Remus drew his wand, holding it aloft. Arthur did the same, and together they left the house and went into the backyard.
Remus had expected either a particularly nasty garden gnome or a Death Eater ready to hex them, not a blue haired young man who was lying unconscious with a beautiful blonde flung across his chest. They were just sprawled there, looking peaceful and oblivious to the world. Remus, however, was a trained Order member. He knew when to be suspicious.
Now was one of those times.
"Get up, boy!" Remus prodded with his wand, poking the man's temple, "Get up!"
He did, in fact, stir. He groaned and rolled over, whispering to himself, "Noooo, I have to find Al and R-Rose…"
As if realizing that he had spoken involuntarily, the young man's eyes flew open. They were a dazzling shade of hazel, similar to that of Tonks' real color. Remus stepped away, giving them some space to stand up.
The lovely woman did so first, rolling off of the boy with an exquisite amount of grace. Of how she did so, Remus was not certain. She then proceeded to stand, brushing off her simple pink shirt and jeans. The blue haired man's eyes had not moved from Remus, but he too stood. The man and woman locked hands.
"This isn't possible, Teddy," The girl muttered from the side of her mouth to the man.
"I'm well aware of that, Victoire. We did, however, find a broken time—"
"Who are you?" Arthur asked suddenly, startling the young adults. They both flushed an odd shade of pink, looking at the ground as if they had been rebuked.
"Er, is this really the best—"
"Yes," Remus stepped forward, his wand pressing into the man's worn checkered shirt, "We do it now. State your name and purpose,"
"Well," The girl, assumingly Victoire, "Would our real names screw up the whole 'Space-Time Continuum' thing? If so, then I won't say," She stuck up her nose in an almost snobbish fashion, but Remus could tell that she was just joking around. Now, however, was not the time to be doing so.
"So will mine!" The blue-haired man, Teddy, agreed, "I mean, it's not my fault that—"
"Tell. Me. Your. Names," Remus wasn't usually so aggressive but this was war and he had every right to be suspicious.
"W-well, my name is… Teddy Re- Rafael L… Limrick," Teddy lied, before flushing again. Remus could tell that he was terrible at it, and decided to put the poor man out of his misery.
"Oh for the love of… Legilimens,"
Remus was racing through memories, trying to extract one that would give him a sense as to who this man was…
Teddy was sitting at the kitchen table at Number Twelve Grimmauld Place (Grimmauld Place? Thought Remus idly, What is he doing here?), an excited expression on his young face. He had to be only four or five, and in his hand there was a pencil hovering over a piece of paper. Teddy's hair was blue, even at this young age. From the doorframe there came a man who looked suspiciously like James Potter, but with rounder glasses and greener eyes.
"Good job, Teddy! You wrote your name!"
Before Remus could get a good look at the paper on which it was written, the memory changed.
"Uncle Harry, Uncle Harry!" The now sandy-haired Teddy bounded into a smaller room that appeared to be a study, catching the same man from the earlier memory by surprise. Teddy looked older- eleven perhaps- and this time instead of a pencil he held a Hogwarts letter in his hand.
"I got in! I just got my letter!" Remus felt Teddy's giddiness, his excitement to go to the magical school.
"Good job," The James Potter Look-Alike said, and Remus noticed how he looked older in this memory too…
The memory changed again.
"Why do you have to be such a sod, Teddy?" The girl Victoire was standing in front of Teddy, who had grown considerably since the last memory. Her arms were crossed loosely, a small frown creasing her brows.
"Well, Victoire Weasley, I am a sod because I want to be, and you'll just have to get over it," Teddy joked lightly. Instead of sandy-blonde, however, Remus noticed that his hair was back to blue. Had the young boy dyed it?
"And you, Teddy Lupin, are a total arse! You can't just barge in on me and my BOYFRIEND snogging! Why would you care anyway?"
Remus was hardly aware of what she had continued to say. Teddy Lupin. Teddy Lupin. Teddy. Lupin.
"Because, Victoire, I've wanted to tell you something for a very long time but I didn't want you to freak out and I—"
Remus was shocked out of his thoughts when he saw Victoire grab Teddy by the front of his robes and kiss him. Just as things were getting a bit out of hand, a boy with reddish-brown hair and deep hazel eyes rounded the corner, snickering upon finding the two teens lip locked.
"Oi, Teddy, the train is gonna leave soon, you'd better release my cousin—"
Pulling away, Teddy shouted jokingly, "JAMES SIRIUS POTTER I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!"
People around them smiled with glee, as though this display was a regular occurrence.
Victoire laughed, leaning in to whisper to Teddy, "I wasn't kissing Jack, he was being rather rude because he wanted a 'goodbye' kiss. I broke up with him last summer, and he never got the chance to get one out of me,"
Remus felt Teddy's mood go up, an elation like no other…
"Get out!" The blue haired wizard roared, forcing Remus from his mind. The werewolf stumbled back, his wand slipping in his fingers.
"B-but that's not possible," He whispered, meeting the young man's- his son's- eyes. They reflected anger, hurt and betrayal.
"Remus?" Arthur asked, rushing to his side.
"Well," Remus responded, glancing at the sky as though looking for reassurance, "At least now I know their names,"