Things Were All Good (Yesterday)

by PenofaPhoenix

Through a series of letters to Remus, 16-year-old Teddy Lupin accounts Andromeda's slow deterioration into the clutches of Alzheimer's disease. / It's hard to watch someone you love slowly slip away, but when she's all you have left? It's unbearable. {My entry for the Harry Potter MHealth Fest on LiveJournal.}

3. II July 27

II. July 27

Dear Dad,

Today we went to the Puddlemere-Cannons game. Oliver Wood and Uncle Ron were playing against each other. I'll was cheering for Puddlemere, of course, but the Weasley clan gave me the stink eye the whole time. Uncle Harry supports Puddlemere more, but he pretends to like both equally of course, o therwise Uncle Ron would pitch a fit. It's always a rivalry, since both Uncle Ron and Uncle Oliver are Keepers.

It was a really good game, obviously. The Cannons did some player trading, and Uncle Ron's really been training hard (even though he's getting old). Don't tell him I said that! Anyway, Puddlemere was in the lead by a good eighty points or so, and we were all looking for the Snitch, because it disappeared at the end. But out of nowhere, the Cannons' Seeker did an insane Wronski Feint (Victor Krum, right? Aunt Hermione was laughing about it) and caught the Snitch. The Weasley's totally gloated, e specially Grandma Molly. Bill was the only one who was chill about it. I ended up having to pay up eight Galleons because George was hosting bets, as usual. Even him marrying Angelina hasn't made much of a difference, though Fred and Roxanne have pacified him.

Love always, Teddy