Blue Haired Love: A Teddy and Victoire Fic

Prologue

31st July, 2015; 12:33 p.m.

"Teddy, hurry up! We're going to be late for Harry's party."                                                                                               

Teddy hadn't even picked a shirt. He had been standing alone in just his jeans circling around his room for the past half hour. It was a mess. Teddy looked in the full body mirror.

Accio.

A white cotton V-neck t-shirt came flying out of his drawer and into his hand, and he slipped it over his torso. Every shirt he owned fit him snug due to his upper body strength. Teddy slid it over obliques, where he had a tattoo of deer, wolf, and dog prints; a tribute to his father and his friends.

James Potter peaked his head through the door. "Teddy? Mum says we have to leave in five minutes. You ready?"Teddy nodded.

James opened the door a little more. "Er, you mind if I-"

Teddy nodded again. and jerked his head towards the hanging chair across his bed to signal James he could sit down. "You exited?" Teddy asked, not really knowing what to say. "Yeah, I guess," James shrugged, "but it's going to be bloody hot."

"Of course it's going to be hot; I'll be there."

"Shut up." James rolled his eyes. "Yeah, playwizard? How many girls have you snogged?"

Teddy leaned back against the pillows and chuckled. "I can count them with one hand."

"Quit fucking with me," James saw Teddy as a big brother. So naturally, he picked up Teddy's habits of cursing rather fast.

"You wish I were fucking with you."

"I know you're lying."

Teddy ruffled his god brother's hair. "I can count how many girls I've snogged on one hand in the past week. Not that it's any of your business, you little shit, but yeah. Four weeks in July, one girl per week; two girls more than once a week. One more than once a day." James's eyes grew wide.

"I knew you couldn't handle that kind of information." Teddy scoffed.

"No, no, it's not that," James's voice lowered, "it's just that, how did my mum and dad not notice?"

"They're working, and we didn't always snog here."

"Where else?!"

"Don't think you're ready to know."

James leaned back in his chair; mouth wide open. "You're a legend."

"Yeah, the sex god of the wizarding world; any parent's dream." Teddy moved his hands closer to where he had his tattoo. He loves girls, and sex, which he happened to be bloody fantastic at, but he couldn't help but think what his parents would think. Not a day goes by where he doesn't hope they come back for just one minute; just for Teddy to see that in fact his parents were real, living, brave people, not some story he's always told.

"Oi," James tapped Teddy's shoulder with a crooked smile. He must have read Teddy's expression. He hugged Teddy awkwardly, "I love you."

"Fuck off."

"No, I love you. Let me hug you."

Teddy smiled and hugged him back "I love you too, James," he got up and opened the door. "C'mon, we can't be late to your own Dad's party."