Harry potter one shots

Harry x reader || part 3 || stay alive- reprise

Teddy Lupin knew he messed up, he knew he was going to break Harry's and y/n hearts, who to him were just like his parents. He couldn't control what his deceased father had left him behind with, but he wasn't angry. He was scared.
When the full moon showed it's pale face in the dark night sky, Teddy lost control. He knew he shouldn't have been sent to Hogwarts, he couldn't handle himself.
Lying there in the hospital bed, the vision of those horrified muggles played back in his head. He attacked them, they were confused and terrified, Teddy couldn't blame them for what they had done.

"Where's my son?" A rushed and worried voice was heard from the corridor of the magic hospital.
"Mr. Potter, come in, they brought him in just a half an hour ago. He lost a lot of blood on the way over" the doctors muffled voice explained.
"Is he alive?" Harry asked
"Yes, but you have to understand the bullet entered just above his hip and lodged in his right arm, it's fatal to him his body is rejecting our help" the doctor spoke quickly being sure not to waist any time
"Can I see him please!" Harry pleaded, clear tears being exposed behind circular glasses.
The doctor pushed open the door as Harry pushed past him "I'm doing everything I can but the wound was already infected when he arrived" the doctor whispered.

Harry walked over to him slowly, trying to stay strong for his pink haired boy
"Teddy" The chosen one whispered
"Pa!" Teddy smiled weakly, stretching out his arm out to hold Harry's hand, using all the energy he could manage.
Teddy looked at harry, he remembered every pice of advice Harry had given him before he got to Hogwarts. Count to ten before you do anything you might regret, he learnt that the hard way. Be proud, you should be. Go to the whomping willow. Keep your friends close, they'll be the most important thing to you. Be brave, Teddy.
"I did exactly as you said, pa. I held my head up high" the pale boy promised
"I know, I know, shh. I know, I know, shh. I know you did everything just right, shh" Harry hushed him, stroking his thumb over the back of Teddy's hand.
"Even before I got to ten" he thought about what had happened, how he tried to take control "I was aiming for the sky, I was aiming for the sky" Teddy smiled with warm eyes.
Harry put his head on teddy's shoulder trying to conceal his tears, he was so proud of his boy "I know, save your strength and stay alive!" He pleaded.

The door opened and a women in a f/c dress came rushing in
"Y/n!" Harry smiled seeing his wife for the first time in months, the only time they did see each other was in the holidays to keep their Teddy happy, Harry was never forgiven, but that wasn't important now.

"Is he breathing, is he going to survive this?" Y/N spoke quickly throwing herself the other side of the hospital bed, in a panic holding her sons hand.
"Who did this, Harry, do you know?" Y/n cried looking helplessly towards her husband.

"Mom, I'm so sorry for forgetting what you taught me" Teddy looked at her with sad eyes, she taught him to always stay calm, and never hurt anyone.
"My son" y/n whispered, using it as a way to make Teddy know that he didn't do anything wrong, and how proud of him she was. He will always be her son.
"We played piano" Teddy recalled from when I was little, in a house with his mother learning new things everyday, because of y/n.
"I taught you piano. You would put your hand on mine" y/n nodded, smiling at the memories with Teddy, allowing tears to roll down her cheeks like a raindrop on a train window.
"You would change the melody every time"
"Ha" Teddy let out a fragile laugh pulling back his hand to hold onto his painful side.
"I would always change the line"
"I know, I know" y/n looked up at her son with nothing but unconditional love.

Though both guardians hearts were tearing apart on the inside, they kept a smile for Teddy.

"Un-deux-trois-quatre-cinq-six-sept-huit-neuf" y/n rehearsed the song they sung together when he was only a small child, he had grown up so much since then.
"Un-deux-trois-quatre-cinq-six-sept-huit-neuf" Teddy repeated
"Good" y/n praised.

Harry sat there look at the two people he loved the most in life, he wasn't ready to let go.

"Un-deux-trois-quatre-cinq-six-sept-huit-neuf" snag again holding onto the last moment she had left.
"Un-deux-trois-quatre-cinq-six" Teddy trailed off, with a sudden stop. He closed his eyes and went limp in his parents embrace.
"Sept-huit-neuf" y/n begged her son to finish "sept-huit" she cried.

He was gone, his pink hair slowly changed into a moist brown, just like how Remus used to wear his. Messy and innocent.
With Teddy, y/n soul and heart left. So did Harry's hope and the last thing he had to remember his beloved friends. A boy, and his parents. 
"Hopefully he'll be back with his real folks soon".