Honorary potter: Teddy lupin

Teddy

The next day teddy woke up early. Now this was unusual for teddy but here he was. He had felt happier than he had in days, weeks, months. He felt like himself. And although it just felt like a silly middle class problem he knew it would affect his life ahead of him and everyone around him.

He quickly got ready for the day ahead rushing round the mirror pulling some questionable faces whilst changing his appearance. As his room mates started to stir he rushed out the room to grab some food from the elves in the kitchens.(They had a particular liking for the lupin boy)

He ran down the corridor, out of the hufflepuff common room and down the corridor to the kitchen where around a hundred little house elves were preparing breakfast for the students.

The door flung open and in came a rushing 6th year who fumbled to grab some food and rushed out again. The older elves frowned. They were not used to young, scarless Remus lupins hijacking food from their kitchens.

But Teddy did not stop here he ran straight to the grounds, specifically underneath the Gryffindor for dorms. He threw a rock at victories dorm window. The latch swung off. The bronze lining of the glass shone in the morning sky. Beautiful hair the colour of gold straight from the earth draped on the window sill. She lent on the sill making her sculpted shoulders rise up and the scandalously thin straps of her silky white vest had slid towards her neck. Her striking sapphire eyes were now on teddy and her pink lips slipped into a smile and a chuckle as teddy smiled and dashed off, chuckling at how beautiful his girlfriend looked when she was carefree and wasn't worrying about her stupid boyfriend.

Thirty four past  nine.
Class started a few minutes ago.
Teddy appeared at the t of the corridor. he took a deep breath and brushed down his light brown hair, a pink strand coming out from the back his brown eyes looked thoughtful. He felt more natural, although he still had a black ring through his lip (he had to leave a bit of personality there),  he looked like himself, his grandma would be so proud.

He took his first step down the corridor. He hoped everyone liked it, well he did, he looked like he should. It was how he actually looked.

Now halfway down the corridor, passing the transfiguration classrooms where headmistress Mcgonagal was talking to the professor. She looked distractedly at the brown haired boy.

He looked just like remus, except for the bubblegum streak at the back of his light brown head.