Chapter 11: A Streak Of Blue

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"Come on! What in the name of all things holy was that last call?" Ginny grunted at the top of her lungs as she waddled from the castle and through Hogsmead. Ginny was very pregnant and somehow it added to her unnecessary fury. Her hands were holding her back but she had an aggressive look of fury in her eyes.

"She doesn't normally yell at the refs during every game I swear." Harry whispered to Samantha apologetically. He had little James' hand as they walked. "Normally, she's more professional when she writes about games."

"Potter, I may be her boss but I'm also her best friend. As long as I get articles I don't care what she does." Samantha chuckled. "Besides, I agree, that last call was an odd one."

Ginny and Harry had joined them for the final Hogwarts Quidditch match of the year. Ginny wanted to write a piece for the Prophet and Samantha was happy for the company. They'd invited a few others, but no one else could get the time.

Unfortunately, Slytherin had won the final and Ginny was sure it was because of bad calls.

"That kid who took the bludger would also agree,I think." Neville said as he carried eight year old Teddy Lupin on his back. Teddy was Remus and Tonk's son and the Potter's Godson. When he wasn't staying at his grandmothers, he was with Harry and Ginny.

"Do you think he will be ok?" Teddy asked as Neville leaned down to let him onto the ground. Teddy stuffed a big gob of candy floss into his mouth.

"No." Ginny grimaced motioning for Teddy to walk beside her. She looked at the candy floss in Teddy's hands. "Where'd you get that?"

Duke flew off of Samantha and sat on Teddy's shoulders. He kept his eyes on the candy floss watching it go into Teddy's mouth.

"Uncle Neville gave it to me. He said he got it from house elves." Teddy explained stuffing a handful into his mouth. His hair shifted to a bright pink color mimicking the candy floss. He was like his mother and could transform his appearance.

Ginny gave Neville a disapproving look, he looked terrified. "And is Uncle Neville the one who has to try and get you to sleep later with all this sugar in your system?" 

"No." Teddy shook his head but kept eating the candy floss.

"Then remind me when Uncle Neville and Aunt Samantha have children that we need to give them plenty of candy floss." Ginny glared at them both.

"Ok." Teddy shrugged but continued eating.

"Gin." Harry cautioned. "I told Neville he could have it."

"We're still giving their kids candy someday." Ginny crossed her arms over her stomach.

Neville and Samantha looked at each other with furrowed eyebrows. They had discussed it a few times and they often avoided telling people they weren't having children. Any time they did, someone would try to talk them into it. They weren't completely closed to the idea, but at the moment it didn't seem plausible. Her career was too strenuous, but she wasn't ready to just give it all up and with his career, he was gone to Hogwarts for most of the year.  If they had a child, nothing would be consistent for them.

Samantha interjected loudly, changing the subject, thinking of the first thing she could, "You know what's funny? I could have been cheering Slytherin on today."

"Why do you say that?" Harry asked looking curious and picking up James.

"Sorting hat almost put me into Slytherin." Samantha shrugged.

Harry laughed, his face turned upward "Me too."

"I mean there would probably be so many more changes than just who we'd be cheering on, but it's weird to think about right?" Samantha laughed before they made their way into the Three Broomsticks and looked for somewhere to sit.

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