Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Teddy Lupin and The Treacherous Professor ❯ The Child of Remus And Nymphadora Lupin ( Chapter 1 )

The Son of Remus And Nymphadora Lupin

Chapter 1

 

 

The family sat around the fireplace has the red and yellow flames played off their faces. All around them, cracks, squeaks and the masculine voice of one man could be heard over all, “-bravely they fought, until it seemed that they two were over proud but those two brave souls fought bravely until their end was met, just like the other brave champions had fallen—”

 

“But daddy came back, didn't he?” Caught in the eleven-year-old child from beside his mother.

 

“Yes Teddy, your father returned. He was standing with both my parents, and my godfather. They gave me the courage to move forward, to move towards my uncertain death—”

 

Once again Teddy caught in, “But you didn't die!”

 

“Correct once again young Teddy,” the man said with a smile toying at the corners of his lips, “I had welcomed my own death in hopes of protecting everyone else from death and the was how my life was saved a second time from that forbidden curse-”

 

“The killing curse!” Teddy shouted with a smile over his face.

 

This was the young child's favourite story. It was the day that his parents had passed on and it was the day that that terribly wizard had finally taken his last breath and died.

 

“You seem to know this story better then I do,” the man said leaning forward onto his knees and revealing the lightening shape scare under his dark brown bangs, “Would you like to finish it for us?”

 

Teddy's eyes brightened and he jumped to his feet as he told about Harry faking his death, Neville removing the head of that horrid snake and about Harry finally destroying that despicable wizard and talking the elder wand back.

 

Harry stood up stretching a little and looked at Teddy, “But to recite the story is only one reason I have come here tonight, there is a second,” His hand buried it's way into his pocket and retrieved a letter from the bottom of it. “Headmaster McGonagall asked me to give this to you.”

 

Teddy grasped the letter and ripped it out of Harry's hand as quickly as he could. He wasted no time in unwrapping the letter, knowing that it was what he had been waiting for this whole time, that it was in fact, the acceptance

 

His eyes sparkled as he looked up at his godfather before his arms flung around him, “I'm going to Hogwarts!”

 

Harry gave the boy a little hug and smiled over at Dromeda, “Well, I think that I should be going, Ginny will have a handful trying to put James, Albus and Lily down for bed, they never like going to bed.”

 

Dromeda stood up and shook Harry's hand, “Yes, I quite agree, Teddy also needs to go to bed, we'll have to make a trip to Diagon Alley tomorrow morning before it starts to get too busy.”

 

Harry smiled and walked to the door giving the others a faint smile as he departed into the night.

 

Teddy looked towards his grandmother and smile brightly as she took hold of his hand and began to lead him up the stairs towards his bedroom where sleep soon overcame him over the excitement of his soon departure to Hogwarts.

 

The morning came to soon and Teddy woke to his grandmother entering his room with a large breakfast of eggs, ham, toast and an assortment of different kinds of food, “Hurry up and eat Teddy, Victoire and her Uncle will be here shortly.”

 

A crimson blush broke over the bridge of his nose as it often did when he saw or heard the name of the youngest Weasley, Victoire. He quickly began to shovel the food into his mouth as he looked towards the clock, which was near nine.

 

Within moments, he was finished and raced into the bathroom as he pulled on his clothes and started to brush his teeth as his hair and eye colours began to change.

 

Like his mother he was a metamorphmegus and like his father, he was a werewolf. It was a strange combination and even stranger was that in the wolf form he took every month at the full moon, his fur would often be changing in colour.

 

He finished brushing his teeth and decided to settle on blue hair with deep brown eyes and he quickly ran downstairs and starred at the fireplace as two figures flew out of it. His fell onto Victoire, as she stood beside her Uncle, who she looked nothing alike, due to her light blue eyes and he flowing blonde hair that went down to the middle of her back and a blush broke over the bridge of his nose.

 

“Ah Teddy, I have a gift for you,” Victoire's Uncle said as he moved forward and held out a round gold ball, “I call in an Instant Insulter. You tell in different insults and it will say them when you clasp your fist around it. The best this is that the voice will not be yours, so it will be great for avoiding trouble.”

 

Victoire's Uncle has created Weasleys' Wizards Wheezes with his twin brother Fred, before the battle of Hogwarts, which it was now written in history as, had taken his life.

 

“Thanks Mr. Weasley!” Teddy said clutching the small sphere in his hand, “Does it only repeat insults?”

 

George looked taken aback for a moment, “Well I guess that it could repeat other things but what would be the fun in that?” He muttered as he thought about it.

 

Dromeda entered the room through the kitchen and stared towards the new arrivals, “I thought I heard voices,” she said with a smile over her lips.

 

They conversed for a second before they departed through the Floo Network and appeared in an old house on the street of Diagon Alley. The house was dusty and looked as if it had been abandon for years. Cobwebs sprung from the floor up to the room and all across the house, which sent a shiver of fear up Teddy's spine.

 

“We should stop at Weasleys Wizards Wheezes and make sure that Lee and Varity have everything under control there,” George said as he stared at the others, “You know how much business we get around this time of year with all the first-years thinking they are going to be the class clowns.”

 

They four of them set of into the streets and started to walk down it. Around them everyone seemed to be dressed in the new robes already and kids were pointing and laughing as they walked alone. There was many new shops like In The Third Eye, which was owned by Luna Lovegood and specialize in selling books about and supplies for tracking and finding mythological beasts that seemed to be extinct or had never existed, and The Lightening Scar, which was a store devoted to all the books and object, which according to the owner, Mundungus Fletcher, claimed that Harry had come in contact and used against Voldemort, but Harry had ensured them, that most of the things sold in the store he had never seen before but that did little to nothing to stop Mundungus from becoming rich from the people wishing to possess something that the famous Harry Potter had once touch.

 

“Ah, here we are!” George said leading them into his small shop that seem crowded with all the first-years that seemed to be going to Hogwarts coming September.

 

Teddy and Victoire split off from the crowd and made there way through the large crowds and past the many products like Canary Creams, Decoy Detonators, Patented Daydream Charms, and U-No-Poos.

 

They continued through the shops noticing that various children were already wearing the colours of the houses that their parents had belonged to and that they wished that they would. The store was full of laughter from their soon to be fellow students.

 

“Are you looking for something?” Victoire squeaked out from behind Teddy who immediately blushed again hearing her voice.

 

“No- not really…” he spoke quietly before landing his eyes on the Skiving Snackboxes.

 

He reach forward and took a box and quickly moved towards the counter, where he saw Lee and George talking about business, “You know that Fred would…” but Lee's voice suddenly stopped as he stared at George who's face suddenly drained of colour and sorrow filled his eyes.

 

After the battle at Hogwarts, George and Cho Chang had hooked up and nine months later, that were going to be married, realizing that his twin, Fred, would never be able to stand beside him at his wedding as his best man, George lost it for a while and had spent nearly a year in St. Mungo's for mental illnesses. The stress of losing the double of himself had finally caught up with him. After he left St. Mungo's, everyone seemed a little scared to use the name of his twin around him, it was an unspoken promise amongst them but right now, George seemed as if he was going to pass out.

 

George's hand slowly rose and rested on the side of his head where the hole of his took the place of his ear was. He thought of the wound as a battle scar, which he wore proudly thinking that it was proof that he had fought against Voldemort's army but he had never really forgiven himself for not being with his brother. He had felt that if he had been there, he could've saved him, but he wasn't there and now George was gone.

 

He swallowed deeply and removed his hand from the side of his head before forcing a smile on his face and looking towards Lee Jordan, his closest friend, and saying in a shallow voice, “He would be happy that our shop is doing so well.”

 

Victoire looked sad as she stared at her father in desperation, “Uncle George had a twin brother… he fell in battle… but Uncle Percy says that he fought brilliantly…”

 

Teddy rose his trembling arm and placed it across Victoire's shoulders. He could understand how she felt at losing the uncle that she had never known, how see missed him, how she longed to meet him, how she loved him and how she wished that things could have been different, it was after all, how he felt every time he thought of his own parents.

 

George came from behind the counter, his face was now starting to regain colour as he stared at the two children, “Found something you want Teddy?” He asked staring down at the box in the boy's hands, “Well, consider it another gift.”

 

Teddy removed his arm quickly as possible from Victoire's shoulders and broke out in another heavy blush as he held the box and said in a cracking voice a short thank you.

 

“We better get going before the lines grow longer for books and wands,” Teddy's grandmother yelled from the door of the shop.

 

They quietly exited the shop and started down the street soon arriving in front of Ollivander's. Students entered the store and departed moments later with wands grasped in their hands and a smile plastered over their faces as if they were just now coming to the sense that they were really going to be heading off to Hogwarts in only a weeks time.

 

The four of them headed for the small store and entered it to be amazed. The store from the outside seemed small but when they entered, it was huge. There were filing cabinets lined up with different things written on the ends of them and many people fallowed a couple of men, who were handing out wands.

 

They stepped forward and immediately they were greet by Mr. Ollivander himself, “Hello my dear friends. I see that two of you have finally come to claim your very first wands!” He said excitedly as he lead them into an aisle of cabinets.

 

He looked over Victoire and a smile toyed over his lips, “I think I know the exact wand for you,” he said moving forward and opening a cabinet closest to the ground and withdrew a wand. He moved towards Victoire and placed the wand into her hand, “Nine and three quarter inches of oak with a unicorn hair core.”

 

She touched the wand an immediately blue sparks seemed to illuminate from the tip.

 

“Ah!” Said Ollivander as he stared with a smile etched across his face, “Another perfect match!” His eyes slowly moved from her to Teddy, who was staring astonished at Victoire, “But for you, I don't know what wand would be perfect.”

 

Ollivander scratched his head and thought for a moment before going to another cabinet and withdrawing a twelve inch wand made of maple and dragon heart string. He handed it to Teddy but quickly took it back as a vase near them exploded. He placed the wand back in it's cabinet and closed the drawer.

 

“Very interesting,” he said rubbing his chin with one hand. He quickly moved to another cabinet and brought over a twelve inch wand made of hawthorn and siren hair.

 

Teddy's hand gently took the wand and just as Victoire's wand had reacted with her, Teddy's new wand had found its owner.

 

“Very strange,” Ollivander said as he stared at the boy, “Not many wizards get siren's hair as a core, they choose to favour witches. What is your name?”

 

Teddy looked a little taken aback by the comment, before a smile pierced over his lips and he spoke, “I am Teddy Remus Lupin —”

 

“—the child of Lupin and Nymphadora…” Ollivander finished.