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Stories with you and your favourite Harry Potter characters cause we all know we have one or more Harry Potter characters we're hopelessly in love with. I wrote the first few ones when I was bored AKA when I was...
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So, this idea has been in my head for quite a few months but I didn't know what to name it lmao. And just for this oneshot, let's pretend that Victoire Weasley was born a year after Teddy. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it. Be sure to comment, I live for them:)
Edit from future me: This was written months ago, hope you enjoy and Merry Christmas to everyone that celebrates it!This fic is my gift to you<3
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I grumbled as I saw my parents talking to Mr and Mrs Potter. I know it's their twentieth anniversary and that they wanted to spend a vacation together, but was it necessary to send me to the Burrow? I was seventeen, I could manage the holidays by myself which was what I'd have preferred because me and people is not a good combination and the Burrow was literally swarming with people.
Victoire was my best friend so she was the one I'd stick to the whole duration of two weeks. When my parents finally said goodbye, I walked inside following the Potter parents, my duffel bag in my hands.
"You can stay with Roxanne and Victoire- I think there's an extra bed in their room. You can tell me if you need anything. Make yourself comfortable, dear."
"Yes, Mrs Potter," I said.
"Please, call me Ginny. Mrs Potter makes me feel old," she said, her eyes warm as she smiled.
"But you are old, Mum," said a voice with an obvious hint of mischief in them and I turned to find myself looking at Teddy Lupin. A little bit different from the last time I'd seen him, but it was him. His hair was blue and long, falling onto his forehead and his grin was like it always was when he was back at Hogwarts, warm and sweet but with a hint of mischief in it. He had left Hogwarts last year, after his last year as Head boy.
"Very funny, Ted," she said, before adding," This is Y/n, she'll be staying with us over the holidays. Y/n, this is my Godson, Teddy."
"I know who she is, Mum. She was in the year below mine and I tutored her in Herbology for a while."
I nodded slightly, confirming the statement. After a moment, I spoke up," Well, I better uh... take this upstairs."
"Oh, yes, Teddy, show her Victoire and Roxy's room," she said, making Teddy nod and grin.
"Let me take that," he offered, holding his hand out towards me.
I looked at my hand trying to figure out why he wanted to take my hand. Seeing my confused expression, he laughed," Not your hand! Why would I wanna take your hand? Not that your hand isn't nice or anything, but- I'll take your bag," he said, the tips of his hair tinging a light pink.
I chuckled slightly, shaking my head," It's alright, it's my bag, I'll hold it."
"I insist," he said, holding his hand out as his eyes looked into mine. Knowing how stubborn Hufflepuffs could be, I handed it to him with a sigh, our hands brushing. Clearing my throat, I looked away from his calm blue eyes.
