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Teddy Lupin x Reader: My Girl

AN: I have never written for the new generation of Hogwarts kids, nor do I really follow their personalities or plot devices. I haven’t read Cursed Child, and not sure if I plan on it in the future. But this was fun to write, and I kind of made up my own ideas of what I think the newer generation would be like, so I hope you enjoy this and forgive any discrepancies. 

Request: @whovianaurthor

Warnings: Very small blood mention

Y/N found Teddy Lupin breathtaking. He smelled sweet, like bubblegum, and his lips were a blushed shade of bitten red. He had long, brown eyelashes that seemingly swept others away, and for someone who had ruler-straight teeth, his smile was perfectly crooked. While his hair would be a different shade by the hour, Y/N liked it best as a cool-toned gray or shocking pink. It made his hazel eyes practically pop out of their sockets.

Y/N was quite a looker herself. She had beautiful y/h/c locks, and a cute button nose. Her laughter was like a windchime tinkling in the breeze. Y/N’s eyes were warm and full of life, and when she grinned, little crows feet crackled on the top of her cheeks. Her skin was smooth, and she was a vivid, but kind soul – always helping others get back on their feet when they fell.

Teddy and Y/N started to date in their fifth year after he shyly asked her to a drink at the Three Broomsticks through a handwritten note. He poked anonymous love letters through the crack of her dormitory door for weeks before they became an item, and had continued the gesture throughout their relationship. They would sit by the fireplace in the Hufflepuff common room; Y/N sprawled out on the rug as Teddy wrote poetry on her skin with a pot of ink and rounded quill. They existed together in a silent but peaceful harmony, and nothing felt better to Teddy than the feeling of Y/N’s hand in his.

Which is why he would get so fired up whenever Louis Weasley would chat Y/N’s ear off. They were good friends, but Louis was by nature, a flirt, and nothing sent Teddy into a fit like Louis playfully touching Y/N’s arm or biting his bottom lip when they conversed. Teddy would sit at the Hufflepuff table, his hair a jealous orange, sleeves rolled and boot strings unlaced, watching their interaction with a pained expression.

“Pretty boy is flirting with my girl.” He grumbled, angrily, fluttering his long lashes.

“Keep your head, Teddy, you know how jealous you can get.” Augusta Longbottom advised, picking at her breakfast.

“I do NOT get jealous.” He snarled, the hue of his hair darkening. “I have a lot of love for Y/N, and I’m not gonna let some prat steal her away.”

Louis had Y/N rolling with laughter. Her chest rose and fell with giggles, and tears glistened in her eyes. He was laughing too, running a hand through his stark blond hair. Louis’ blue eyes sparkled in the light of the candles, and it appeared that Y/N was pinkish in the face from all of the laughing.

“You’re such a joker.” Y/N prodded Louis, rolling her eyes.

Teddy held his fork with a purple, strained fist.

When breakfast was over, Louis and Y/N walked to their next class, and Teddy was hot on their trail. As he rushed through the bustling crowd with his messenger bag slung over his shoulder, he mumbled angry, incomprehensible phrases under his breath.

“Lousy-“

“-Ravenclaw brat thinks that he’s better than me.”

“Y/N is MINE, she’s always been MINE, and I’m gonna protect her-“

His hair slipped to a slime green, and his bushy eyebrows furrowed over his eyes. Sweat beaded on his forehead from all of his pent-up emotions, and Teddy could barely see the back of Y/N’s y/h/c hair and Louis’ blue scarf. Just as the crowd broke, he caught up to the pair, tripped over his bootlace and gave himself a bloody nose.

Y/N let out a yelp, and stooped to help Teddy up. Louis raised his eyebrows and jumped back in shock. Books and parchment fluttered about in the courtyard. Teddy quickly scrambled to his feet, and held a hand over his nose. He raised a finger at Louis.

“Stay away from my girl, Louis. She’s my sun and stars, and you need to back off because I won’t let you snatch her from me.” He barked.

“What?!” Y/N said, looking from Louis to Teddy. Teddy didn’t falter.

“You think I’m trying to chat up Y/N?” Louis asked with an incredulous tone.

“I don’t wanna hear it, snooty boy. Keep your distance. Please and thank you.” Teddy snapped, grabbing Y/N’s arm and pulling her into an empty classroom.

Louis stood, stunned, in the middle of the hall.

Teddy twisted a tissue from the desk in the corner and stuck it in his nose. Y/N rested against a table, thoroughly confused. He walked to her, and began pressing kisses all over her face, making the gap between them impossibly small. Their hips pressed together, and their bodies conformed to make one shape. Y/N had to fight her every urge, and pulled back from the kiss.

“Edward Remus Lupin, what the BLOODY HELL was that all about?” She said, placing a palm on his chest.

Teddy grabbed her hand and pulled it to his lips, tilting his head to give Y/N a dark stare as he kissed it. Y/N’s heart fluttered, and she tried to pull her focus back together and be cross with him.

“Teddy, listen to me!” She insisted.

“Baby, I am listening!” He replied, defensively.

Y/N pouted, squeezing her eyebrows together. Her y/e/c eyes glimmered as she pleaded with him.

“Tell me what’s gotten into you!” She explained. “Every time I’m with Louis, you get all… jealous!”

Teddy spun Y/N around, and snaked his hands down her waist, running his thin fingers over her skin. His mouth moved to her neck, biting and tugging wherever he pleased. His intention was to leave his own type of “Dark Mark.”

Finally, Y/N simply pushed him off, her face scarlet, but her mind attentive.

“Edward.” She said sternly, crossing her arms.

Teddy rolled his eyes and stuck out his bottom lip. He ran a rough hand along his firm jaw in thought, and shuffled his feet.

“Y/N.” He mocked.

“You know there’s nothing between Louis and I. We are really good friends!” Y/N explained, coming closer to him. “Teddy, look at me.”

Y/N placed her hands on the side of his face, her eyes shining brightly.

“Teddy, there’s never been anyone but you. I’m obsessed with you. I crave you. You’re unlike anyone or anything I’ve ever seen. You’re sweet to me, you listen to me when I need an ear. When I need someone to hold me, you extend your arm. I love you Teddy. I love the hell out of you, and if you think I’d give that up, well, you’re a fool.”

Teddy let out a sigh and dropped his head. When he perked back up, he had a soft smile on his lips. His long eyelashes fluttered, and he leaned down to give Y/N a passionate kiss. She gave his biceps a gentle massage, and when they pulled away, Teddy had calmed down considerably. Rubbing his neck, he gave another small sigh.

“Well, I have something to take care of, babe.” He admitted, quietly. “I’ll sneak into your dorm tonight and we can watch the stars, okay?”

Y/N pressed a kiss to her hand and her hand to Teddy’s lips, grinning.

“Okay.”

“Anyway, so I’m real sorry. Gramma says I need to stop ‘projecting my insecurities on to people’ or some bollocks like that, but I know you didn’t do anything to Y/N. I’m just protective of her because she’s my world, and all that. I’ll buy you a drink sometime at the Three Broomsticks. Can you forgive me?” Teddy explained, eyes cast downward and hands in his pockets.

Louis looked uncomfortable, but smiled and shook Teddy’s hand.

“I understand, Teddy.” He replied, adjusting his scarf. “But if you think I’ll drop that drink offer, then you’ve got another thing coming.”

Teddy scoffed.

“Can’t catch a break, can I?” He joked, starting to turn and walk towards Y/N’s dorm.

“Hey!”

At the sound of Louis’ voice, Teddy jerked back around.

“Honestly though, you’re being a bit dull.”

Teddy became quite perturbed, and pushed up his sleeves, walking towards Louis with intimidation. His apology apparently didn’t go as planned.

“What did you say to me?”

Louis let out a chuckle.

“You’re being daft, Teddy.” He explained. “Do you really think Y/N has eyes for anyone else? The girl that scribbles your name in her notes? The girl who got up the courage to talk to you for a month, then just asked you when the next Hogsmede visit was? The girl who would cry at night because she was afraid that you wouldn’t even notice her existence?”

Teddy did feel a bit stupid, and ran his fingers through now light peach hair. He gave a strangled smile.

“Love makes you stupid, my friend.” He said, giving Louis a small wave.

“I’d drink to that.” Louis replied, with a short nod.

Teddy walked away, with a fantastic smirk, and set off to hold and cherish Y/N, like he’d done for months, and would do for years.

forcekenobi  asked:

grog is. Soft.

strongly agree | agree | neutral | disagree | strongly disagree

fuck yeah he is. boy could rip your spine out but still gets all mushy on the inside and honestly probably gives great hugs when he’s not trying to crush you like a grape

night sky

A story in which a timid Teddy Lupin makes a confession to James Sirius…

[disclaimer: i know there is controversy about an age gap with these two, which is why it took me so long to write them. i’ve looked into it, and things have reassured me. for the sake of this fic, let’s say they’re in the same year (or close to it) at school.]


The Potters were holding another dinner get-together, and Teddy was nervous.

Their house was quaint, tucked into a cozy street in a quiet suburban neighborhood. On the outside, it looked like any other house, even decorated with lilies in the front yard. But on the inside, it was overflowing with magic. Teddy thought it always seemed busy, but in a good way. 

Magic cleaned the dishes, turned the lights on and off, and even pulled the chairs out for you. Magic seemed to be buzzing in the air, and it gave Teddy a sense of comfort. 

What didn’t give Teddy comfort, though - was James. 

James was the reason Teddy was nervous in the first place. Teddy was planning on telling him something after dinner, and he had no clue how it was going to go. 

It didn’t help that James was the one to answer the door when Teddy arrived.

“Hey, Teddy!” James practically shouted, pulling Teddy into an unexpected hug. 

Startled, he slowly patted James’s back and mumbled, “Hey.”

James pulled away, and Teddy struggled to ignore how hot his face felt. “Come on in,” said James, reaching behind Teddy to shut the door.

Teddy walked to the kitchen, which was where everyone seemed to be. He said hello to Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione, receiving comments about how tall he’s gotten, and how old he looks.

The kids were in the living room, and Teddy waved a quick hello to them. Albus made a comment about Teddy’s hair, which caused him to nervously rifle his fingers through the turquoise curls.

Dinner was just about ready, so James and Teddy helped set the table. Once everyone was seated, Teddy ended up in between Harry and Albus, with James directly across from him.

It didn’t help his nerves to have James staring at him through the whole meal. It made him self-conscious about the way he ate, the way his fingers seemed to tremble slightly when he picked up his glass of water. 

He stared at his food and worried about how the conversation was going to go after dinner, when he told James his secret. It was hard not to imagine the worst possible scenario, and it made his stomach churn. It was then Teddy realized he was barely hungry. He ate anyway, because he loved Harry’s cooking.

“Teddy?” Ginny asked, causing his head to snap up. He saw that everyone at the table was staring in his direction. 

“Yeah?” he asked, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

Harry chuckled next to him, and Teddy noticed the resemblance between him and James. “Ginny asked you about Victoire. Albus said you spend a lot of time with her at school.”

“Oh,” Teddy choked out, swallowing the lump in his throat. “There’s nothing going on between me and Victoire.”

Victoire Weasley was Teddy’s best friend, but it didn’t go further than that. He happened to have feelings for someone else.

Teddy couldn’t help but glance at James, who held his gaze for a moment before looking away. Teddy ignored the incessant pounding in his chest before adding, “If that’s what you’re asking.”

He looked down at his half-eaten food, and tried not to look at James for the remainder of the meal.

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After the adults had made all of the kids clean up, Teddy decided that he needed some fresh air. He snuck his way out the front door and onto the porch.

It overlooked the Potter’s lawn, which was so green that Teddy could see the color of it in the night’s darkness. He looked up at the stars, which calmed him down a little.

Sometimes Teddy would look at the stars, and suddenly his problems wouldn’t seem so large anymore.

Wrapping a pale hand around the porch’s banister, Teddy made himself take deep breaths. If he was going to do what he was planning, it was going to take all of the courage he had inside him.

“Teddy?” someone asked from behind him. 

Teddy whipped around to find James shutting the front door behind him. He adjusted his glasses, pushing them up on his nose. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Teddy replied, turning back around. That was a complete lie, as James’s presence had upped Teddy’s heartbeat greatly. 

Out of the corner of his eye, Teddy saw James sit down on the porch steps, leaving room for Teddy to join him. He gingerly sat down on James’s right, running a hand over his hair again.

“You don’t seem fine,” James said, looking over at Teddy. “You look nervous, or something.”

Teddy looked back at him. James was in a tee-shirt and jeans, which Teddy wasn’t used to seeing him in. James always seemed to come along with his Gryffindor robes, which were almost always disheveled, like his hair.

Teddy looked back to the front yard, and pushed the words out of his mouth, anxious and fast. “I have to tell you something.”

James didn’t say anything, just waited for Teddy to continue. Teddy could feel his gaze burning into him.

“You know how I said there wasn’t anything between me and Victoire? Well, I sort of like someone else.”

The words seemed to pour out of Teddy’s mouth, and he didn’t even have to think about them - probably due to the fact that he had been holding them in for so long.

He forced himself to look at James, who looked back with his big hazel eyes. His hair fell in pieces atop his forehead, which Teddy couldn’t help but look at. He looked back into James’s eyes, and muttered, “You. I like you, James.

A moment passed before James replied.

“Oh.” The word pulled at Teddy’s heartstrings; he had no idea how to interpret that. James took a breath before saying, “I had no idea, Teddy.”

Teddy looked away, back up at the stars. 

“For how long?” James asked carefully, as if he was walking on broken glass.

Teddy hesitated, drawing in a long breath through his lips. “A couple of months,” he said, barely above a whisper.

“Wow,” James breathed. Teddy heard him gulp.

Suddenly, as if a switch flipped inside him, Teddy stood up, wrapping a hand around the railing by the stairs. “This was a mistake, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have… I’m gonna go-”

“No, Teddy. Please don’t,” James blurted, standing up as well. Teddy was half a head taller than him. 

Teddy quickly went down the steps, starting toward the sidewalk. “I’m sorry,” he said again, so low that he wasn’t sure if James heard.

“Wait,” James said, quickly wrapping his hand around Teddy’s right wrist. Teddy felt him pull, and when he turned around, James kept pulling.

He pulled Teddy close enough to crash his lips onto his.

James let go of Teddy’s wrist so that he could grab his face, tucking his fingers around Teddy’s ear, the other hand in the back of his hair.

Teddy’s mind was completely fuzzy - he couldn’t seem to focus on anything but the glide of James’s mouth on his. The way his glasses bumped against Teddy’s cheek. His hands found their way to James’s waist, which he held delicately.

When they finally separated, Teddy was out of breath. James grinned, looking above Teddy’s eyes.

“What?” Teddy asked, biting back a smile. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Your hair is turning pink.”

Teddy let out a laugh, unable to hide the grin spreading across his face. He felt heat rise to his face.

“So are your cheeks,” James added, dragging a finger down the side of Teddy’s face. Teddy reached up to grab James’s hand, squeezing it.

“Stop talking,” Teddy whispered, glancing at the other boy’s lips. “Just kiss me again.”

James smiled, and did what Teddy asked.

Everyday Celebrations

There is no point to this beyond me laughing at myself for being two weeks late on a birthday fic.


“James, are you sure you want to do this now? We could just wait until…” A muffled thump drowned out the rest of Harry’s whispered sentence, and Ginny cursed the fact that she did not have any spare Extendable Ears on hand so she could listen more clearly through the closed door.

“No, NOW!” came the unmistakable sound of her older son, who was obviously unhappy the fact that Harry was trying to delay whatever he had in mind. Ginny pressed her ear closer to the door in order to hear what they were saying.

“But Mummy is tired,” Harry reasoned, and Ginny could picture the silly smile on his face, the same one he always wore when discussing anything that pertained to their third child. “She needed to go to bed early because the baby was kicking. It wouldn’t be nice to wake her now.”

So it had to do with her, Ginny thought, still unsure what they were planning behind the closed door. The sound of a tiny giggle let her know that Al was there as well, which made the fight two against one, in favor of the kids. Al would always side with James.

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Teddy Lupin liked to wonder around school grounds when it was late at night. In his third year his godfather had given him a family heirloom that many of his peers would kill to get their hands on. Harry had made him swear he would never tell anyone because if Minerva McGonagall found out that Cloak was in her school again, she would have Harry’s head on a silver tray, served at the next Halloween feast. 

Teddy knew he had a tendency to get in trouble but he was very good at getting out of them, too. Now that he was a Prefect, he actually could wander around the castle late at night without being disrupted but he was bored. He had been everywhere in the castle, knew every way in and out, knew each hidden room thanks to Uncle George and his godfather, now he wanted to go outside and get a closer look at the Forbidden Forest, he had this feeling inside him for the past month that he had to go there. He wanted to go to the Forbidden Forest ever since Harry told him about how his father and his parents ran around the forest on full moons. He had been to Shrieking Shack in his fourth year after Harry told him how to get in there, there were claw marks everywhere and old piano and a broken bed but it was his father’s home during full moons  and Teddy went there when he missed his parents more than usual, especially on full moons when his headache came to a point he would feel like his head would explode.

It was a few days before the full moon and Teddy had patrol that night, he planned to sneak out of the school after his patrol was done and wander around the Forbidden Forest for a change. He had tucked the Invisibility Cloak under his robes as he walked the same route he always did. First around the Hufflepuff common room, then to the kitchens to have some chocolate, next Slytherin dungeons and then Gryffindor common room, finally Ravenclaw tower. 

After he looked around to see if there was anyone around or if there was any of the pictures awake Teddy pulled the Cloak around himself and vanished instantly, he realised he was getting a little bit too tall for the Cloak but he would rather crawl on the floor than give the Cloak back to Harry simply because he didn’t fit. 

Teddy loved Hogwarts during spring, the weather was a bit chilly at night but he didn’t mind, perks of being the son of a werewolf was that he was warm whatever he did. Teddy slowly walked by Hagrid’s hut which still had it’s lights on, he was probably still trying to contain the Nifflers that got loose earlier that day when a Gryffindor girl ignored Hagrid’s warnings and kept her necklace on.

Teddy

Teddy turned around to see who was calling his name, it was a whimper but it was most definitely his name.

Teddy

It was coming from the Forest so Teddy not so slowly walked into the darkness. There were small beacons of moonlight that found their way in through leaves but other than that it was pretty gloomy. 

Teddy

It was clearer now, it was like it came from the ground. Teddy looked down and took the Cloak off as he reached for a stone that shined a little bit brighter than others. Teddy put the stone in his right hands palm in examined it, turned it around, checked from each perspective but couldn’t find anything peculiar about it, he turned the stone once more and the stone brightened before it started letting out something what looked like grey smoke.

“Teddy?”

Teddy knew that voice, he had heard it before when McGonagall showed him memories of his father in the Pensieve and he slowly lifted his gaze back up from the storm.

“Dad?”

Remus Lupin was standing right in front of Teddy with a smile and right next to him stood a woman with pink hair who he knew was Nymphdora Tonks, what else could explain his blue hair.

“Mum?”

“Wotcher, Teddy?” said his mother grinning widely, Teddy knew her from Harry’s memories and Mrs. Weasley’s long talks about her. She looked better then everything he had heard.

“I– How?” asked Teddy as he stared at his parents for the first time in his life.

“That stone you are holding is the Resurrection Stone, Harry had dropped it during the Battle of Hogwarts,” explained Remus as he stared at his son like he would disappear any moment. “I’m sure he told you about that.”

“Yes he did,” replied Teddy, thinking about how Harry told him what his dad said to him before Harry dropped the stone, he had made him tell that story maybe ten times and watched the memory countless times. “So you are real? I am not imagining you?”

“No, love, we are very real,” replied his mother as her hair turned a vivid blue, he ran his hand through his own blue hair and grinned at her.

“Thanks for this,” he said as he walked a little bit closer to them. “So, um, how are you?”

Teddy had so much he wanted to ask but he didn’t have the words for it and after he asked how they were he felt stupid, it was an unnecessary question to ask since they didn’t have much to do.

“Forget about how we are doing, you are a Prefect now!” chanted Tonks, her pride could be heard clearly. “And, you are a Hufflepuff!”

Teddy and Remus both laughed softly at her excitement, he could see that he got his dad’s smile and body but his mum’s everything else.

“Um, dad, I was torn between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff but the Sorting Hat–”

“What are you talking about? Hufflepuffs are amazing, they are smarter than most Gryffindors are for sure,” interrupted Remus a warm smile on his face and then he turned to Tonks. “I’m starting to think Andy puts something in the water.”

Both of them laughed and Teddy couldn’t help but feel like someone just stabbed him in the heart, this was what he had been missing his all life, this was what he would have had if they survived. Sure he loved the Potters and the Weasleys but this was his real family and he couldn’t help but want them back.

“What’s wrong, Teddy?” asked his mum pulling him from the trance he was in.

“What– I–?”

“You play with your rings, our rings, when you feel down,” explained Remus. Teddy did not see that coming, how did they know he wore their rings? “We have been watching you Teddy, we are here with you even though you can’t see us buddy, we are always here.”

Remus was pointing at Teddy’s heart, of course they were there but he wanted more, having them in their heart was one thing, talking to them and joking with them was another.

“It is not the same,” objected Teddy barely whispering, he could feel his eyes watering and his hair changing colour as they always did when he was sad. “It’s just not.”

“Teddy your hair–”

“Yeah it turns black when I’m sad, I have no idea why.”

But his mum was laughing uncontrollably and his dad was just staring at him in awe.

“What’s so funny?” babbled Teddy angrily, “Why is she laughing?”. Black wasn’t that weird or funny considering the hair colours he usually chose.

“It’s just that black hair and the Black genes you have, you reminded us of someone we know,” replied Remus still not tearing his eyes away.

“Someone we know?!” yelled Tonks in between her laughing. “Sirius is going to kill you once more for that.”

“What do you want me to tell him?”

“You look like Sirius Black, darling, Remus’ soul mate and first love,” stated his mum, without a trace of jealousy on her face.

“Harry’s godfather? Oh I kind of figured that out from all those memories Minnie showed me,” said Teddy nonchalantly, his father looked relieved. 

He never cared for what they did or what they were, Teddy always cared about the fact that they were his parents and they were perfect. He remembered how fondly Harry talked about Sirius and if his father never got over him, well that wasn’t really a problem because he didn’t have to, just like Teddy would never get over the absence of their parents. He could see that his father loved his mother, he knew that death was never expected and shit happened, he knew better than most. The fact that he loved Harry referring to him as his eldest didn’t mean that he forgot his actual parents, he would never do that.

This was what Teddy wanted, to talk to his parents about stupid stuff and laugh with them, ask for their advice every now and then. He didn’t understand how Harry left the stone here and didn’t keep it, just to talk to all the people he had lost. He was going to hold on to the stone, he didn’t have to be as brave as Harry was, he could talk to his parents every now and then when he needed to. As he was thinking this through Remus opened his mouth like he had read Teddy’s mind.

“Teddy, you need to promise me you’ll leave that stone here or give it to Minerva,” pointed out, he suddenly looked very serious.

“What’s so wrong if I want to talk to you every know and then?” protested Teddy. “All the other kids get their chances to talk with their parents, why not me?”

“Because it is dangerous Teddy,” said his mum with a worried voice. “You are a smart boy, you have heard about this stone before, you know the story. We may be real, you may now be talking to us but you can’t waste your time talking to the dead.”

“Don’t say that,” begged Teddy, the reminder was like a shot in the head. 

“We listen to you, when you want to talk to us, just because you can’t see us doesn’t mean that–”

“Yes it does,”  he interrupted his dad, feeling his anger rise in him. “Every damn full moon I shut everyone out and try to sleep through a head ache. I like my meat almost raw just like Uncle Bill does. My hair changes colours, my face becomes whatever I want it to be. Everyday bloody day is a reminder that I am your child without even meeting you.”

“Do you know what it feels like when Mrs. Weasley talks about you or McGonagall compares me to you? I can’t say anything because I don’t know you. Out of all the people in the world who got to meet you, only your son didn’t. People tell things, people know your shells. I don’t have Sirius, James or Lily to tell me about the real you, dad, without the bloody wall you put up against other people. Grandpa didn’t know you like they did, he tried and I am thankful but he is aware that all he has is you as a son and not as a Marauder. At least I know how mum was raised and have some of her in me but you, I need to get to know you.”

“Not like this Teddy, I’m sorry,” apologised Remus as he tilted his head to the side, he could see their resemblance each time he moved. The long limbs, the way they both wore their hearts on their sleeves only if they wanted to, he was so painfully Remus Lupin’s son that he hated it, he almost hated that he reminded everyone who his father was, how much it must hurt them, too. “You know why we did what we did, we wanted you to have the best future you can have, we never really meant for you to grow up without us and you should know that it hurts us as much as it hurts you.”

“You are not aware that we didn’t get to meet you either, love. When we want for you to give the Stone back, we are making a hard decision ourselves, too.”

“You really can’t control if I keep the Stone or not,” challenged Teddy.

“We can’t control if you keep it or not but we can control how we are and if it means that you’ll let the Stone go, that’s exactly what we will do,” said his mum, looking nothing like her usual cheerful self. Teddy never knew that she had it in her and he felt a little scared.

“I may give it to Minnie, I can’t promise anything.”

“Teddy!” scolded Remus. “Also, don’t call your Professor Minnie”

“Oh, so it’s alright when Sirius does and I can’t do it?” complained Teddy as he couldn’t help but laugh, he never had anyone tell him off for calling her that. “Next, you are going to tell me to stay out of trouble.”

“Why yes, I am,” said Remus as he furrowed his brows. “You really should be careful, I don’t know what Harry was thinking giving you that Cloak.”

You planned pranks for the Marauders and you tell me to stay away from trouble. Remus I-was-a-prefect-but-who-cares Lupin tells me to stay away from trouble. Mum, do something.”

Teddy hadn’t realised up until now that his mother was doubled over laughing at them and they just stared at her as she tried to catch her breath.

“Do whatever you want, love, don’t listen to him,” joked Tonks as she smiled widely.

“You really should go back to the castle buddy, Forest is never safe at this time,” said Remus warily.

“But–”

“The longer we take to go away, the worse,” added his mum. 

“You are a strong boy Teddy, you can do this, go make us proud and don’t forget, we are always with you,” said Remus, his eyes stuck on Teddy’s face.

“We love you so much and don’t you ever forget that,” reminded his mum, he had never seen her cry before and he felt like he never felt anything more painful than seeing her like that.

“I love you, too,” whispered Teddy as he fought the tears trying to escape his eyes. He gave the stone a one last squeeze before he put it in his pocket. He slowly walked up to the castle and just as he made his way to the Hufflepuff common room, it was too late to pull the Cloak over him now.

“Mr. Lu–” 

McGonagall was staring at him like she had seen a ghost. 

“Where were you?” she demanded as calmly as she could but Teddy could swear her eyes were filled with tears.

“Um, in the forest,” said Teddy as he reached for the stone, deciding if he should give it to her or not. “I was talking to my parents, Professor”

How?

Teddy held out the stone for Minerva to take, she took it immediately and examined it. The one thing his parents asked him to do, he just couldn’t say no.

“I’m sure you heard about it ma’am, the Resurrection Stone. My dad made me promise I would give it to you.”

“Have you seen yourself, Mr. Lupin?” asked McGonagall softly as she pushed Teddy to somewhere he could see himself.

His blue hair was gone now, he had visible locks of blondish hair and amber eyes that burned like fire, he looked so much like his dad, he thought he turned the Stone without realising.

“I know you miss them Mr. Lupin but I wish I could explain to you how much you are like them without even realising,” said McGonagall, she was smiling at Teddy with warm eyes. “Now off to bed and visit me tomorrow after your patrol Mr. Lupin, I have something to show you.”

Teddy nodded and went back to his dorm thinking about how the time will pass until it was 10 o’clock tomorrow.

2

I have no idea who sends them. all the marking seems to be is a crude representation of my gem scraped onto the box or whatever they give as a way of addressing it. 

I started getting them almost a year after we settled in. its usually small toys and objects for the lapeeps to play with and chew up, but there is the occasional… surprise.

A lot of the things I got early on seemed to be essentials that I didn’t know were essential, like how the lapeeps really enjoying playing in and around the water. in fact, water seems to behave very strangely around them. it was one of the things I didn’t bother with researching when trying out different elements of basic bird care from the start since gems don’t require it like organic life.

Who knew gems like these would enjoy these toys so much? I mean, I guess this person does. the mental stimulation seems to have greatly improved their health with the bonus of keeping them occupied while I can work nearby.

Oh yeah, sometimes theres something in the gifts for me too.

I wish I could thank them.

beatrix-franklin  asked:

"Patrick Turner we are not keeping this Puppy. Teddy is barely six months old and Angela is only just three, we won't cope!" {Turnadette, just a little bit of fun😉}

“Patrick Turner we are not keeping this Puppy. Teddy is barely six months old and Angela is only just three, we won’t cope!”

Patrick looked up from the fluffy dog that was chewing contently on his fingers to see his wife with her hands planted firmly on her hips and her mouth pursed in her usual I-am-not-going-to-discuss-this-we-are-simply-going-to-do-what-I-say way.

“But Shelagh, having a dog is healthy for the children, and it will give us a reason to exercise, and just look at it!” he whined, pulling the puppy on his lap and fondling its ears.

“And who is going to walk this dog, and train it, and feed it? No, Patrick, we can’t keep this dog, and you know it; but I know someone who might like to have a her,” Shelagh said.

X

“Do we take care of dogs now as well as babies?” Trixie asked as Sister Monica Joan floated past her, holding an adorable puppy swaddled in one of her many knitted blankets.

“The Turners have asked me to raise and love this particularly handsome specimen of the canis lupus familiaris, nurse Franklin. Never fear; this dog and I think completely alike on all matters, and will stay away from your dental surgeon,” Sister Monica Joan said, holding her head high.

“But not the cake tin, I’d wagger,” Trixie muttered under her breath, a smile playing around her lips. 

Cheating but don’t care ;P

anonymous asked:

Can I ask for Jeddy 31?? :)

Kiss me


It had been three days since they’d last spoken. Well, technically three days and two hours. James had figured it all out as he stared at the dorm ceiling, the 2:00 AM moonlight only just lighting up the designs on the ceiling.

James wasn’t even sure he could call it a fight. It had felt like so much more than that. Teddy was in his seventh year. He was busy. He had things to do, a future to prepare for… James understood that. He’d assured Teddy that he understood that. But that didn’t stop him from slipping up and lashing out.

They had been in the library, three days and two hours ago, Teddy’s nose deep in a book. James had wanted to tear that book out of his hands and toss it out the window. He remembers thinking that was something Teddy would have found funny a few years back. Even the year before.

“T, please. I’ve barely seen you all year and- and it’s almost summer holiday and then I’m really not going to see you because, y’know, your auror internship- not to mention my mum and dad. We’ll have to sneak around even more than we do here… C’mon we can just find a cupboard. Ten minute tops, I just want to see you.“

Teddy had sighed in a way that reminded James way to much of the way his father sighed when he was exasperated with him or stressed, and looked up at James with tired eyes, a forefinger and thumb rubbing at his temple,

“James, I thought we’d been over this.”

He said it in such a exasperated tone that James involuntarily shrunk back some in his chair, “I- I just didn’t think-“

“I have to know all this. I need to pass exams I can’t just take a break every time you get bored.”

James felt his chest squeeze uncomfortably, “I’m not bored. Excuse me if I want to spend time with my boyfriend.”

Teddy cut him off with a shush and a hard look, “Don’t say that here! Jesus James, do you want someone to catch us?”

James was silent for a beat, heart falling into more and more pieces with every moment that Teddy shot him a look, then shook his head and returning to his book. Like he was some immature child who’d done wrong.

Finally, James swallowed thickly, “Do you?”

Teddy just huffed at his page, “What’s that suppose to mean?”

“What does it mean? Oh, well let’s think about it shall we?” James felt heat rising up his neck, “You won’t kiss me in even a deserted public place, at home you won’t even let our hands touch…” James bit his lip, the anger spreading, “You won’t even look at me if there are too many people in the room. You won’t let me say the word-“

Teddy jumped, his hand shifting like he wanted to reach out and cover James’ mouth. James’ heart dropped from its place in his chest. He sat back in his chair, eyes hard and on Teddy.

He watched Teddy try to recover, try to play off the movement, but his eyes were already guilty and he sighed again. He sighed that awful sigh that seemed to be new this year.

“James-“

“Don’t. Just-“ James slid his chair back from the table, grabbing his bag, “Just don’t.”

As James turned to leave he felt fingers close around his wrist, yanking him back around.

Wait. Just-“ Teddy, despite having barely moved, seemed out of breath, “Just wait.” He pushed his fingers through his hair, “I don’t- I don’t mean to. I- James, you have to understand.”

“I don’t understand!” He felt a bitter laugh escape him, “Fuck, how could I understand? I thought we were… We use to be… us. You use to kiss me every chance you got…” James’ voice dropped, the old memories flashing painfully behind his eyes, “You use to squeeze my hand when you knew no one could see…” He watched emotions flicker across Teddy’s face. He desperately tried to read them, “You use to say it was just because people wouldn’t approve but… God, we’re older now, T. It’s- I…” He swallowed thickly, eyebrows drawn together.

“What changed?” James breathed.

“Nothing.” Teddy pleaded, “God, nothing has changed. Jamie, I-“

“Then kiss me.”

Teddy stuttered, “W-what?”

“Prove it.” James said shortly, “If nothing has changed, then you would kiss me right here, right now.”

James looked him in the eye, trying not to let it show how desperate he was for Teddy to obey. But as the seconds ticked by, he felt his face crumbling.

Because Teddy just stood there, looking around at the bookshelves where you could only just see students immersed in study. Finally, Teddy looked back at James, eyes desperate and pleading.

“Please, James…“

James felt his shoulders sag, his heart tumble lower and lower. It might as well be rolling across the floor now for someone to walk all over. The weight of the truth hung heavy on his shoulders.

“Kiss me, Teddy.” He whispered.

The older boy stood there. He opened and closed his mouth a few times but other that he remained frozen to the spot. Only his eyes flitted around, searching James’ face. They were guilty and sad and conflicted.

“Teddy…” James’ voice broke.

Because was this it? James wanted to plead with him to not end it this way. Fuck, he would do anything not to have it end this way.

But Teddy just stared at him.

And James adjusted his bag on his shoulder, send Teddy one last pained look, but then had to turn away and hurry out of the library to hide the stinging tears rapidly forming.

It had been three days and 2 and a half hours.

And James wasn’t sure how he would make it to three days and three.


(my boys :( :( )

Challenge #2: Teddy and Lincoln

OTP Idea #2: Your OTP gets lost in an IKEA while trying to find some new furniture for their home. Bonus point #1 for them being alone and some ‘mischief’ engages. Bonus point #2 for a very lost person walking in on their ‘mischief’.

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“Well how was I supposed to know we’d get put in a trio? We’re freshmen. We don’t always get what we request,” Teddy grumbled.

“We don’t even know who this damn ‘Will’ guy is. I thought we’d finally get some alone time together, you know? Just us.” Lincoln complained.

They’d been this way since they’d found out they had a third roommate with them. And so, they decided the best thing for them was to get off campus and buy some new accent pieces for their room at IKEA. Bad idea. IKEA somehow brings the worst out of people.

“Teddy,” Lincoln said, tugging at Teddy’s sleeve.

“We already tried asking for a different room. Demanding again is only gonna have us put in a quad instead. That would be another person to deal with,” Teddy complained.

“Teddy,” Lincoln said again, tugging harder.

“We can’t ask Will to leave every time we want alone time and we can’t just try to work around his classes.”

“Teddy, really,” Lincoln said, this time tugging so hard that Teddy couldn’t possibly ignore.

“What?” He asked.

“We’re lost.”

And suddenly, the walls around them expanded. The sofas and cabinets looked more like bushes and trees in a jungle and the people looked like wild animals ready to attack them at any moment. The landscape was transformed into something even more terrifying. And they both knew that if they didn’t tread carefully they could end up doing the one thing they’d been postponing since the moment they’d arrived on campus: fighting.

“Look for some signs telling where we’re going and maybe we can find our way,” Teddy said calmly, but his face gave away his inner anxiety.

“Okay,” Lincoln responded, grabbing Teddy’s hand. “That sign says to go left to get to the cafeteria. Let’s just take a break for lunch. I could use some Swedish meatballs.”

The two of them started to clear their way through the jungle, reading sign after sign, trying to make their way to the clearing that was the cafeteria.

Everything they passed by looked more and more familiar. Everything they passed by was something they had passed by once before. They were walking in circles.

“This is the third time we have walked by that winnie-the-pooh curtain. We’ve been going in circles for the last half hour,” Lincoln groaned. His stomach rumbles were so loud that Teddy could barely hear what he was saying.

“Let’s just go home. I’m tired. Clearly we can’t even work together to get out of here. Why should we even try to pick out some stupid piece of furniture together if we can’t even get along?” Lincoln added.

“So you’re gonna be like that?” Teddy grumbled. “You always give up so easily. I’m not gonna let you do that today.”

“I do not,” Lincoln protested.

“Yes you do. Just come with me.”

“Thats something you haven’t said in a while.”

Teddy yanked Lincoln into a small wardrobe that barely fit the both of them.

The wardrobe was darker than their room ever got. It was the first they’d been alone in forever.

“Can we just please, put everything on pause for today? Today was supposed to be fun. We were supposed to buy our first big thing together. Because, even if there is someone else, we get to live together.” Teddy pleaded.

And then, for the first time in a long week, they kissed. Maybe they had underlying problems. Maybe the two of them weren’t meant to last, just like this kiss, but for now, they were happy.

Light flooded in and they opened their eyes for a split second.

“Uhh, maybe not this wardrobe,” Some woman said to the person she was with.

Lincoln’s cheeks grew a bright red as soon as the cabinets closed.

“Let’s go find that accent piece,” he said

Do Not Scan my Balls

Originally posted by galaahaad

Title: Do Not Scan My Balls
Summary: Dorian razzing John about sex with the reader.
Rating: PG-13, R
Word Count: 1,234 (WHAT THE FUCK MAN)
Warnings: Sexual content
Tags: @outside-the-government @dolamrothianlady @yourtropegirl @imagineangryspacegrump @medicatemedrmccoy @imoutofmyvulcanmind @imaginenterprise

A/N: You all are some lucky ducks cause this goes against my policy but its been such a crappy day that I hope this will lifts spirits. Also the block print is Dorian speaking in your voice


John looked over at Y/N and kissed her head before pulling his shoes on for work. The night before had been the most fun and relaxing nights he had in a while. In the early hours of the morning John had just laid in bed and watched the woman next to him. The way her hair fell across her face and the way her nose wrinkled up when a piece would run over. He was so peaceful and happy that he didn’t want to go to work but duty calls.

           John and Y/N had been together for six months before last night happened. It was his secret, his beautiful secret. But with a partner like Dorian, that secret could only last so long. John knew he was in for it when he picked Dorian up and started on their way to a crime scene. “Your humming and smile suggest you did something different last night.” Ignoring him was working and John doesn’t hum, does he? “The scans of your hormones and testicles suggest the same, that you had company last night.”

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anonymous asked:

"Maybe I'm just crazy" Annaleen? 💓💓💓💓💕💕💕💕💖💖💖💖💖💗💗💗💗

What We’re Owed

Pairing: Annaleen

Word Count: 1078

A/N; Sorry this was so late, I hope you enjoy it! 

“Maybe I’m just crazy,” Eileen sighed, stirring her cup of coffee with her spoon as she watched the cream meld with the black liquid, “but shouldn’t children be grateful for their parents bringing them into the world? I could have just as easily gotten rid of the brat, and how does she repay the hell she put me through? Following her heart? What kind of bullshit did that stupid old man fill her head with.”

“I don’t know,” Anna sighed. Eileen’s eye twitched at the annoying sound, fighting the urge to throw the steaming coffee on her friend’s face. Ha, friend. She had been spending too much time with the damn ball of sunshine and teddy bares. Both things that Eileen thought were far too overrated and unnecessary, much like the woman she was comparing them too. “I think Wendy knows what she owes me for taking her in. She’s always leaving me these adorable presents and sweet notes. She’s not my favourite for nothing.”

“And when was the last time you saw Wendy?” Eileen asked, voice dripping with sarcastic sweetness.

“Hmm,” Anna said, leaning back in her chair as she thought. The afternoon sun made her pale blonde hair glint, tip of her ponytail falling over her shoulder, purple icing smudged on her lip from her half eaten cupcake. “A week or two ago, I think? She made dinner for me the night I had that big presentation due!”

“Anna that was two and a half months ago,” Eileen said flatly, rolling her eyes at Anna’s shocked expression. “And didn’t she put lemon in the chicken? You know, the only fruit you’re allergic to?”

“Oh, she didn’t mean to! And the hives went down right away,” Anna smiled. Eileen wished Wendy had shoved an entire lemon down Anna’s throat instead of just spiking the chicken. She had to admit though, the kid could be ruthless when she wanted to be, which was better than her own wasted potential of a child. 

Regardless, they were spending far too much time not talking about Eileen. 

“Can you believe that Erza would rather be a teacher than follow my lead as a lawyer? All that genetic material wasted by that damn conscious of hers,” Eileen’s lip curled at the thought. Why would she ever lower herself to help others? If anything, they should be begging to help her. Just like Erza should, seeing as she failed her original purpose of keeping her father under Eileen’s control. While he was a stupid and cruel man, he had been hers, and Eileen would rather see the thing dead than lose control of what belonged to her. 

“Makarov has always been a strong believer in those things,” Anna admitted. Her nose scrunched like a kitten when she tried to pick all the pink sprinkles off the remaining half of her cupcake. Eileen hated kittens. Ironically, Anna hated pink. Weren’t they such a lovely pair. Eileen scoffed at her own thoughts before speaking. 

“I can’t believe she fell into the one fucking orphanage that won’t sell to Alvarez after the incident at the Tower,” Eileen sighed, stirring her coffee more violently as irritation built under her skin. “I told him mixing ages would lead to those vermin getting ideas but noo, Zeref refuses to listen to counsel as always.”

Legal council,” Anna reminded her, popping the rest of her cupcake into her mouth. Eileen felt her lip curl in a sneer at the emphasis Anna put on the word.

“I have known the man for almost a decade,” Eileen spat.

“And I have known him since he was a child.” Anna said, “helping him search through the orphanages for his lost brother only a few months old when Zeref was already ten or twelve. Or do you think I would take in five children of my own will?”

“Seeing as how you abandoned your actual blood niece I suppose not,” Eileen said dryly, conceding to Anna’s hard glare. Eileen much preferred when the cold steel entered her boring brown eyes than the usual vacant joy. “How long was it until you dropped Natsu off with Igneel anyway?”

“I had him for a few years, but you know boys, so gross and icky as they grow up.” Anna said. Zeref had been very displeased with Anna at giving away his thirteen year-old brother, which meant Eileen had enjoyed the few months of bliss where Anna wasn’t able to do no wrong. Nothing felt better than watching others fail.

“You finally have an empty nest now,” Eileen hummed. Natsu had gone off with Igneel, Gajeel to Metallicana, Sting and Rogue to those disgusting saps  Weisslogia and Skiadrum, and finally Wendy had moved in with Grandine. It was exhausting keeping track on these useless children, but Eileen liked to make sure she knew everything about everyone that interacted with her daughter. 

“Not quite yet,” Anna said, wagging her finger at Eileen. Eileen wanted to break it, but focused on her breathing instead.

“Wendy has moved in with Grandine now that her tours are over in wherever this stupid country is fighting against.” Eileen said sharply. 

“What?” Anna asked, hurt clouding her eyes as she looked at her empty plate. 

“For two and a half months,” Eileen said snidely, a pleasant feeling growing in her chest as she watched Anna finally understand what had happened. Served her right for being so damn naive. “And now what you see what I mean about children being so fucking ungrateful? Look at all we do for them, and this is how they repay us! Leading their own lives as if they don’t owe us those lives.”

Eileen swung her hand out in agitation, spilling the coffee across the table. She sighed standing up and grabbing her case. She was due in court in an hour and half, some stupid reporter putting their nose where it shouldn’t be and trying to ‘expose’ Alvarez production. As if they were any match for Eileen’s tongue. “C’mon,” she said, not looking at the still pouting Anna, “let’s go see if we can convince that little brat how good you were to her.”

Eileen snarled when Anna beamed up at her, grumbling but not shaking Anna off as she slung her arm around Eileen’s elbow. Satisfaction curled in her chest, easing her need to kick something when she saw the waitress hurry to their table with a rag and step in a puddle of the liquid.

anonymous asked:

Love your work for this challenge! Are you able to do James Sirius and Teddy Lupin? I adore jeddy (when James is of age of course!)

thanks for the compliment! 

  • james was always enamored by teddy, but he knew he would never have a chance.
  • he knew this for two reasons: one, he was his father’s god son. and two, he was five years older and too mature for him.
  • it made james feel hopeless, but at the same time, there was a part of him that just could not let the idea of teddy go.
  • the fact that he could not let it go had to mean something.
  • that’s what james hoped anyway.
  • once james turned 18, his feelings for teddy started to fade.
  • he was relieved for awhile.
  • and because his feelings for teddy went away, he felt more comfortable actually spending time with teddy.
  • they became close and hung out a lot.
  • teddy introduced james to a lot of his friends.
  • james being 18 quickly turned to 19, until he was now suddenly 20.
  • and to teddy, james was not a little kid anymore.
  • he was a man.
  • a man that he should not have feelings for, but he now did.
  • he knew james would never be into him, for two reasons.
  • number one, james was younger and livelier than teddy, and number two, teddy was the god son of james’s father.
  • it should be wrong.
  • but part of teddy just could not let james go.
  • it wasn’t until one night when they were sitting in the back of teddy’s muggle pick-up truck looking up at the stars.
  • they were drinking some mead, and teddy was laughing about some old joke he remembered james telling him when he was a young boy.
  • his laughter died down when he turned his head to see that james was suddenly serious and looking up at the stars.
  • teddy quirked his eyebrows up and set his glass down.
  • “what is it, james?” he asked him.
  • james looked nervous and set his drink down to rub his hands together.
  • he laid back to avoid teddy’s eye.
  • “i have something to tell you,” he said softly, “but i don’t want it to ruin everything.”
  • teddy’s heart started beating fast.
  • what did this mean?
  • “you can tell me anything, james.”
  • james took a deep breath and rubbed the back of his neck. a habit he picked up from his father.
  • he turned his head to look up at teddy.
  • “i have been in love with you since i was six years old.”
  • his voice was quiet. it was so quiet that teddy barely heard him.
  • he thought he had to of been dreaming.
  • teddy blinked a few times and looked away from james’s brown eyes.
  • he knew this was a mistake when james started stuttering, “i know it is wrong, and it doesn’t make sense. i thought i was over you, but i wasn’t. it was stupid to think it was even possible, i just-”
  • but teddy cut him off by leaning on his arm and covering james’s mouth with his index finger.
  • “james,” he started slowly, “i can guarantee you that if we were both six years old at the same time, i would have been in love with you, too.
  • “but it’s impossible for you to love me even now, right?”
  • no, i didn’t say that. i’m in love with you now, and that’s what matters.”
  • james’s mouth parted slightly.
  • teddy could see he was shocked, but in a james fashion, he didn’t say anything for a few moments to process what he had just heard.
  • “this is still wrong,” he said quietly, “you’re my father’s god son.”
  • teddy brushed hair off of his own forehead.
  • “we’re both adults, james, and we’re not related. but i would never push you into something you’re uncomfortable with.” 
  • james was silent for awhile and pressed his lips together.
  • he was thinking; teddy’s mind was racing.
  • “okay,” james suddenly said, “come here.
  • teddy scrunched his brows together as james motioned for him to lay down in his arms.
  • teddy took a deep breath, and he lowered himself into his arms slowly.
  • and in that moment with james’s arms around him, he realized that this is what he had been waiting for his whole life.
  • maybe their future wasn’t definite, but this moment was.