Every year, on the anniversary of his parents' deaths, Teddy Lupin would go to his godfather's house and listen to stories about his parents. His hair would alternate between turquoise, bubblegum pink, and sandy brown as he listened to Harry tell him about the Marauders' exploits and Tonks's jokes. Later, when he was in bed getting ready to sleep, he would feel his hair move, as though someone was gently ruffling it. He'd look up, only to find that no one was there, and that the window was closed. Then he'd finally go to sleep, knowing that his parents were always with him.
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