After Harry found out he was a parseltongue he tried talking to anything snake shaped including the gummy worms Sirius bought for him, he got scolded for encouraging Harry but that didn’t stop him and Harry from exploring more.
“Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave, because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort. Remember Cedric Diggory.”
Rose was brave and brash and needed someone to keep her on the g r o u n d. Hugo was intelligent and introverted and needed someone to challenge him to reach h i g h e r. It seemed as if fate knew; two sides of the same coin, two halves of a whole, one b r o t h e r and one s i s t e r.
He was special, people always told him that. He cared like his father, was witty like his mother, and fierce like her too. Most of all though, Teddy made people feel better. That was his gift.
In a word, Teddy Lupin was remarkable. He was made to be a Hufflepuff, just like his mum. And he was a damn good one too, even made prefect. The badger den was practically his personal abode, and he made a point of looking out for the younger students residing there, but he didn’t hover.
Be they Weasleys or anything besides, Teddy was something of an cool, older brother/cousin to most anyone. He had a habit of carrying about chocolates, which had sprung into being early on in his childhood; a way of connecting with his father. These weren’t eaten often by Teddy alone, but rather in the company of a downtrodden lad or lass in need of some company. He was a good listener, pretty handy with advise, and he had a backup plan when all else failed.
Faces. Teddy was great at making faces, could make nearly anyone laugh with them. And those who didn’t laugh, at least smiled. Teddy had a gift for making people feel better, not because he was born with it, but because of all that he had suffered.
Everyone deserves to be happy, even if only for a little while, he thought.