~Mon Ami, Mon Amant, Mon Ame Soeur~ Tedoire

.1.Christmas Eve.1.

(I was making this while listening to the Kahoot theme or BVB)

Teddy Lupin was sitting at the table, his hair was the regular shade of a bright turquoise that everyone knew and loved. Well, Teddy thought they loved it anyways, because although he did have many peculiarities, being telepathic was not one of them. So, he just assumed from the vibe that came off of them whenever they seen him, which was a very cheerful vibe by the way.

He was doodling a quick sketch of a flower on the table. He didn't press the feathered-pencil hard, so it was light enough to erase afterwards. He heard some of the conversation around him but never bothered really piping in. The food had stuffed him up anyways, so he was afraid if he spoke he would end up burping or vomiting all over the place.

"Edward Lupin," He heard Grandma Molly say. Well, they technically weren't related, but she treated him like a grandson. He guessed his parents and her were close.

"Hm?" He hummed in response.

"You're a little quiet? How come?"

Teddy shrugged. "I'm too occupied, I guess."

"Well, then stop drawing on the table. Can't you do that on a piece of parchment?" Molly asked.

"I could," He said. "But then I would miss some of the daily gossip that goes on."

Molly sighed, "Whatever, at least it's small." She turned back to the Potter-Weasley group and pitched in the conversation about Quidditch and school.

He looked up from his drawing and took a quick glance across the table at his best friend Victoire Weasley, whose perfect silver-blonde hair was draped over her shoulders, curling slightly at the ends, whose sky blue eyes twinkled with joy or glossed over with sadness, whose parents are WAY too overprotective, and has inherited 1/8 veela magic from her mother. Ever since she turned 14, Teddy has been noticing a lot more things; her light freckles sprinkled over her face, how her skin is not pale but not exactly tan either, how she practically glows in the sunlight on Hogsmeade days back at Hogwarts.

He blamed puberty and her veelaness. How could someone look so perfect at age fourteen? Isn't that Acne Age? He was sure he had acne at that age, but he used his metamorphagis magic to hide them.

Yet, he was not the only one to notice Vic in a new way.

Boys in different houses were always drooling over her and talking about getting in her pants. He was so glad that his punk look was intimidating or else boys would bring those dirty thoughts to life.

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After dinner, everyone was hanging out in the family room, also known as the living room for some reason. I mean, you live in any other room, so that wouldn't make sense to call it that.

Teddy was sitting at the table, leaning back in his chair, feet propped up on the table and UNO cards in his hand. Aunt Hermione brought over muggle board games such as Monopoly and the card game that was already mentioned in the beginning of the paragraph.

"Merlin's beard, Rosie, how are you so good at this?" Hugo (who is eight) asked, looking over at his sister, who had just placed down a +4 card.

"I have something called a brain and commonsense. I see a good card in my pile and I wait for the perfect time to put it down." Rose (who was ten) said.

"Yeah, but he has something called impatience." Teddy said, while picking up four cards. "And patience yields focus."

"It's not like you're patient either, Wild Boy Lupin." Roxanne (who was thirteen) piped up, slapping down a blue 0 card. "And don't go quoting muggle shows."

Teddy gasped and put a hand on his chest, acting offended. "It's not just a muggle show! It's a work of art!"

Everyone started laughing including Teddy. His hair turned into a yellow; meaning happiness or joy. He fell out of the chair and everyone cracked up more.

"Okay, we're done with UNO, let's bring out Monopoly! The real game!" James (who was thirteen also), proclaimed once everyone calmed down.

Albus (ten) grinned and stood up and ran to get Monopoly. He came back with it and everyone started setting it up.

"Ooh~." A female voice said. The voice had a small french accent and Teddy knew who it belonged to immediately. "Can I play? I'm a Monopoly boss!"

He stood up from the floor, next to Victoire. "Monopoly starts wars."

Victoire let out a quiet scream, "Merlin's Beard, Teddy! You scared me!" She was smiling at him though. "I'm up for a Monopoly war. Are you?" She challenged.

"Oh, it's on sistah!" He replied in a sassy tone.

"Oh jeez, Ted. Distance yourself from Roxy a little." Vic laughed.

"Neva!" He said in the same tone as before.

"Okay, never mind that. I say we place a bet! If I win, I splat the pie Gran is making in your face. If you win, you splat the pie in my face!" She smirked, mischievously.

"No, because you'll win."

Her smirk got wider, "Oh? So you admit that I'm better at Monopoly?"

"Well, I never said you weren't." Teddy mumbled. He heard Vic laugh slightly.

"How about we play in teams, since there is like a hundred of us!" She suggested.

So that's how it went. Everyone splitted up into teams of two; Louis (eleven) with Roxanne, James with Fred (fifteen), Rose and Albus, Hugo and Lily (eight), Lucy (sixteen) and Molly (fourteen), and Teddy and Victoire.

He would be lying if he said he hadn't had the urge to throw up. Well, not because Vic was disgusting or anything, because she was really pretty. Beautiful couldn't even describe her. But because of his stomach doing flips and his brain doing a victory dance.

They began playing and after many arguments and yelling about who was right and wrong and the urges to flip over the board, the game was done and Gran had brought out the dessert. They all ate and the amount of food he had in his system was making him tired, he yawned and excused himself from the table. Teddy was sharing a room with Fred and James, so he flopped onto his bed without even changing and fell into a dreamless sleep.

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