Chapter 1 - It's Always James

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Everything felt rather familiar to Teddy that night, almost as if it was unsettlingly similar to some time previous.

He was sat with Victoire, she was reading a book about history and he was reading one about herbology. He was at Grimmauld Place because aside from living there he was also babysitting.

"Does this remind you of something?" Teddy asked, having an odd sense of deja-vu.

Vic shook her head.

“No, why?” She answered,

Teddy sighed,

“It's nothing.” He insisted, Vic turned around and close her book,

“What?” She asked, looking concerned.

“Do you get the urge to check that everyone upstairs is... behaving?” Vic laughed,

“Everytime I'm here.” She smiled, curling his hair behind his ear. Teddy gave a makes-sense head nod.

“Give me a second Vic.” He said, she nodded,

“Er... sure?" She said, hesitantly, she re-opened her book and tried to look away, still looking worried.

Teddy walked upstairs holding onto the railing. He saw Lily,

“Hey Lil.” He said, Lily motioned a wave.

“Hey, everything okay?” She asked, Teddy began chewing his fingernail. “Oh no, what's wrong?” She asked, Teddy looked up.

  “Just have a feeling that somethings wrong.” He sighed, telling himself he was being ridiculous. Lily titled her head to the right,

“Probably James. It's always James.” She shrugged,

“I'm just gonna check on him quickly.” Lily gave a gesture of agreement and Teddy walked off.

He walked up another flight of stairs and then another and another until he was about to reach the attic, checking each room as he made his way up the house.

“Anyone up there.” He asked.

He hadn't found James which could only mean something bad. He heard to people talking and then one of them sushing the other.

“Alright I'm coming in. He” cambered up the ladder and stood up, sweeping the dust of his shirt.
“Alright whats--” He stopped,

He looked up only to see James, Fred and Roxy, but James was holding...

a time turner.

The gleaming gold necklace was unmistakable. The sands dropped inside the small glass hourglass as the gold chain twirled itself.

“No. No. No. Not again James Sirius Potter. Never again.” Teddy said scornfully, he extended his hand.
“Give me that right now.” He insisted, James sighed.

“But Ted, last time was so fun!”

Teddy shook his head rapidly,

NO! mum and dad almost couldn't get a time turner to come and get us! Hand it over.”

As James went to hand Teddy the necklace, the attic trapdoor was pushed open, knocking teddy aside and sending the necklace clashing onto the ground.

“Oh sh--”

The room, and the tunnel the trap door left open, we're engolfed in the same Familair glittery gold smoke.

And soon enough... Were empty.

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