Harry Potter Fanfiction
WARNING! DEATHLY HALLOWS SPOILERS



Teddy's Weird Christmas . part 2


Teddy checked once more his appearance in the mirror and left the dormitory. He crossed the common room without paying attention to the students that stared at him, he was already late for Slughorn’s Christmas fancy dress party.
He was forced to take the longer way in order to avoid a smelly corridor in the third floor, someone had exploded there so many dungbombs that Fred Weasley would have been proud. When he finally arrived at the party, it had already started.

Slughorn's office was full of people in costume; mummies, princesses and werewolves were all chatting merrily or dancing. Above their heads, red and green Christmas decorations glittered, as dozens of fairies lit the room.
Teddy looked around and spotted some familiar faces. The members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team were talking to Proffessor Slughorn, the massive potions master whose walrus moustache was greying, not unlike Vernon Dursley's, and, on the opposite corner of the room, he saw Victoire Weasley.
He attempted to walk towards her but stopped dead at the sight of a tall boy who was telling some story that was making her laugh. Teddy suddenly felt he wasn't in the mood for parties that night, but his grim thoughts were interrupted when he realized a bunch of jittery first years were staring at him with their eyes widely open in amazement. He remembered then that he was wearing his costume, the costume he had been perfecting for weeks, and smiled broadly to them. A small girl carrying a basket with red apples gave a loud shriek and the basket almost fell to the floor, but Teddy caught it in time.
“May I…” the girl almost choke trying to say the words, “may I have your autograph?”

Amused, Teddy was about to answer when a sweet scent seemed to fill the room and a girl's voice interrupted him.
“Don't start telling them stories, Teddy.”
He looked up.
There she was, smiling at him, her long blond hair glowed like pale gold in the dimly lit room. She was wearing simple white robes that fitted her very well.
“Wotcher, Victoire,” he smiled back. “Nice costume, what is it?”
“I was supposed to be an angel, but the charm on the wings is already wearing off.” She said absentmindedly. “I guess I don't need to ask about your costume.”
She gave him and appraising look. “Long black hair, the bass, the wrinkly t-shirt… your impersonation of the Weird Sisters bass player is really good, you even got the tattoo.”
The kids that had been staring at Teddy now looked confused. When they realized it was a costume, they lost interest and left.
“Thanks Vi, how did you know it was me? I thought I had done a perfect job getting his face too.”
“Your eyes,” she said kindly, “you can't disguise the look in your eyes,” and he felt his cheeks suddenly warm. “Hey your hair has just turned violet!” she added in amusement.
All the grief he had felt earlier was now gone. They chatted happily for several minutes or maybe hours, Teddy couldn't tell, about the other student's costumes, about school stuff, and about the happy meal they'd be sharing with their families the following day, until the music stopped and a boy spoke loudly to the room at large. The moment of choosing the winning costume had arrived.
A large cup that resembled the Goblet of Fire was brought by a girl, silvery blue flames shone inside it. Suddenly, the flames became taller and shinier, and a piece of paper flew from the goblet into the hand of the boy, who spoke to the expecting faces that stared at him:
“And the winner is, once more and for the seventh time, Teddy Lupin!”
The room burst in applause, everyone cheered at Teddy, who was handed the prize: the most awaited tickets for the Weird Sisters goodbye concert.

Teddy stood there, beaming, he finally had the tickets. Victoire approached him, “I couldn't expect less from our favourite metamorphagus, ” she said with a smile.
He smiled back, life couldn't have been better.