And this story that i am gonna share to you is the very first fan fiction that i wrote for Snitchseeker. It's in their archives now. It's petty. LOL. I was a beginner - until now. But i meant all the feelings embedded within the story. Hmmm. And i just wanted to post it here. It was written June of 2008. I want to warp back to those times.
I got some Beta with this one. Some great minds helped me deal with all the corrections. Hmmm. Well, i kinda made their minds ache for a moment.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the plot. The song in the story is "Little Wonders" by Rob Thomas from the movie Meet the Robinsons.
It's just a one shot story about Teddy Remus Lupin. If you don't know him, he is the son of Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks.
Here goes the story...
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A boy was lying on his bed staring at the blank ceiling of his room. Tomorrow would be his birthday, and he had spent the whole day reminiscing his past birthdays. For the past years, he had celebrated his birthday with his grandmother and other family friends. They would go to Diagon Alley, browse shops or celebrate it with a small party in their house.
Tomorrow... how will we celebrate my birthday, the boy thought.
"C'mon, little boy! You better go to sleep now, tomorrow's a big day for you," his grandmother sweetly said.
She gave her grandson a goodnight kiss and hug as she left him in his room.
Just after his grandmother left, he grabbed something on his bedside table, he stared for a moment at the stuff, then, the boy rolled over his bedspread...
...and fell asleep.
Tomorrow... how will we celebrate my birthday, the boy thought.
"C'mon, little boy! You better go to sleep now, tomorrow's a big day for you," his grandmother sweetly said.
She gave her grandson a goodnight kiss and hug as she left him in his room.
Just after his grandmother left, he grabbed something on his bedside table, he stared for a moment at the stuff, then, the boy rolled over his bedspread...
...and fell asleep.
Teddy Remus Lupin woke up to see a mound of packages at the foot of his bed. Of course, how could he forget that today was his eleventh birthday? It was the typical cold morning as he forgot again to close his only bedroom window for the thirtieth time. His grandmother, Andromeda Tonks, had been complaining about it to him for days, but Teddy just wouldn’t listen to her.
He stared at his own room and noticed that it was much more organised than he had remembered it being when he had gone to bed. He thought that maybe his grandmother had dropped in and cleaned as he was busy dreaming about flying his own toy broomstick. He had never had a toy broomstick because his grandmother would not agree upon giving him one. His gaze continued to scan the room.
Suddenly, his eyes became glued to a picture on top of his bedside table. It was his parent’s picture; they waved and beamed at him after giving each other a nice and warm hug. He smiled at the thought of them. He felt the need to change the atmosphere and turned his blue hair into vivid turquoise colour to suit his birthday mood.
He got up stretched his arms for the start of his daily routines and exercise. He glanced over to the window and felt the cold morning breeze brush his face. He drew a deep breath, and turned to face the gifts, which was neatly stacked up on the floor. He grabbed the parcel on the topmost part of the pile of packages and started opening it, but before completely tearing the wrap, he took a quick look over a few words scribbled on the side of the pack.
Hope you’ll like it. I thought it would match your hair.
Harry’s gift was a colour-changing quill. Teddy smiled, Harry always had a gift for him. He pulled a piece of paper from his table and tried his Godfather's gift. The first stroke was blue in colour, then it kept on changing as Teddy continued to write.
He found Harry's gift interesting but he caught a glimpsed of the other packages, he turned to face them again, he left the quill and paper beside him. He continued on opening his gifts, eager to see the content of the other packages.
He stared at his own room and noticed that it was much more organised than he had remembered it being when he had gone to bed. He thought that maybe his grandmother had dropped in and cleaned as he was busy dreaming about flying his own toy broomstick. He had never had a toy broomstick because his grandmother would not agree upon giving him one. His gaze continued to scan the room.
Suddenly, his eyes became glued to a picture on top of his bedside table. It was his parent’s picture; they waved and beamed at him after giving each other a nice and warm hug. He smiled at the thought of them. He felt the need to change the atmosphere and turned his blue hair into vivid turquoise colour to suit his birthday mood.
He got up stretched his arms for the start of his daily routines and exercise. He glanced over to the window and felt the cold morning breeze brush his face. He drew a deep breath, and turned to face the gifts, which was neatly stacked up on the floor. He grabbed the parcel on the topmost part of the pile of packages and started opening it, but before completely tearing the wrap, he took a quick look over a few words scribbled on the side of the pack.
To Teddy Lupin,
Your loving Godfather,
Harry
Harry
Harry’s gift was a colour-changing quill. Teddy smiled, Harry always had a gift for him. He pulled a piece of paper from his table and tried his Godfather's gift. The first stroke was blue in colour, then it kept on changing as Teddy continued to write.
HaPpy BiRthDay To ME!!!
He found Harry's gift interesting but he caught a glimpsed of the other packages, he turned to face them again, he left the quill and paper beside him. He continued on opening his gifts, eager to see the content of the other packages.
He was almost through from opening the last parcel from Ron, whom he considers as his Uncle, which is quite larger and heavier than the rest of the packages, when he heard noises.
What is that noise all about, he thought.
However, Teddy was not at all surprised when he saw the faces of the people who made the noise. But it was their presence that shocked him and made him gaze at them with disbelief.
Wake up Teddy, wake up, he told himself. He pinched himself but nothing happened.
Silence filled the room, but Teddy’s expression was filled with curiosity. The people looked like the ones in the portrait on the top of his desk.
How can they be here when they’re… perhaps they were simply a trick. It is my birthday after all, he wondered.
The eleven-year-old Teddy stood there staring at the two, who appeared into his own bedroom, making noise as a racket. Teddy's heart was pounding. He wanted to shout, for his heart could not contain the happiness that had started to engulfed him. He leapt to his feet and walked slowly to them. But for that moment, it was as though time had suddenly stopped and that he can do whatever he wanted to.
Just close your eyes, Teddy.
He closed his eyes hoping he had been imagining things. But when he opened his eyes, the figures were there, they did not fade. Although he thought they were just a trick and one blink would tell him that they were not true.
Teddy was grinning. But still he could not believe it.
Then he broke the deafening silence around them.
“Dad!” he cried as he gave his father a tight hug, his father bent down so that he could reach his neck.
“Happy birthday, son!” Remus replied, as he hugged Teddy back.
Teddy had the feeling, that moment was precious and should be treasured.
He then gazed at the woman standing behind Remus. Her hair was different from his, its colour the most vivid of pink, but he could tell that she could change her hair colour whenever, wherever, and to whatever she wanted to, just as he could.
The woman stared back at him and gave Teddy the feeling that he had known her his entire life. For a minute or so, he felt that he could drown in her eyes, because they were filled with love, warmth, and affection.
Then the woman said, “Wotcher, Teddy.”
Teddy eagerly relinquished from his father’s arms and said, “Mum!” as he flung his arms around his mother with all his might.
“Happy eleventh birthday, Teddy,” Nymphadora said in a comforting voice as she was being embraced by her son. Teddy didn’t want to let go of her, he was afraid they would disappear and he would lose them again.
Hu knew he could not hold on forever though, so he let go of his mother but he still stared at her with happiness in his face. Bright eyes gazed at Nymphadora.
Nymphadora smiled at his son, “Why don’t you go finish opening your gift, Teddy?” as she gestured at Ron's gift.
Teddy, who was still excited and couldn't help but grin, [I]Mum says i should continue on opening my gifts, [/I]nodded and went back in unwrapping the last package that was left. Remus and Nymphadora went to sit at Teddy’s bed.
Ron’s gift was a Weasley sweater. A note fell as Teddy tried to unfold the handmade jumper.
Teddy,
Uncle Ron
Teddy smirked at Ron’s use of the word lumpy. Then he looked at his parents. He can't stop staring at them. This is the best birthday I've ever had. My family's complete.
Nymphadora smiled and said, “Oh! Your dad wanted to buy a book as your birthday present, but I persuaded him to buy you a toy broomstick instead,” she said while throwing a playful look at Remus.
“Well, I’m afraid I didn’t buy him a toy broomstick,” Remus said while laughing. He then handed Teddy a neatly wrapped package. Nymphadora took a quick glanced at Remus' gift.
Teddy had just unwrapped his father’s gift, and it was a book, entitled Quidditch Through the Ages. He recognised the book as one that Harry had once told him about it. Teddy snorted as he glanced at it and then to his father who simply gave him a compassionate look. He then glanced back at his mother.
Nymphadora was chuckling at the very moment, but she stopped and gave her son a sympathetic smile.
“Just what I thought,” she said while eyeing Remus before her bright eyes went back to Teddy, “your father would do.” She gave her son a pat on the back and added quickly, “Don’t worry, Teddy, I’ve got another gift for you.” She handed Teddy a parcel that was untidily wrapped.
Not another book, Teddy thought.
“Now, now,” Remus said as he rested his arms on Nymphadora’s shoulder and continued, “just what I thought your mother would do.”
Tonks rested her head in his chest and said, “I hope you'll like it, Teddy,” while giving him an approving smile.
Remus kissed her forehead and stared at Teddy, “He’ll like that for sure, Nymphadora,” he said while stroking anq smoothening heu hair with his uand.
Teddy unwrapped his mother’s gift and grinned at the sight of the toy broomstick, he keenly clutched in his hands.
“I think he likes mine better than yours,” she annoyed Remus, while beaming at the sight of their son smiling at her. The book Remus had given Teddy lay forgotten on the floor, beside him.
“I won’t dare answer that,” Remus joked.
“Thanks Mum! Thanks Dad!” Teddy said, hugging his parents. “Gran won’t be happy about this, but I think I better tell her.” With that he dashed out of the room, his face filled with excitement.
The couple followed their son out of the room and down the stairs. They were in the middle of the hallway when Nymphadora tripped, but Remus got hold of her waist and helped her maintain her balance. They followed Teddy, who entered the living room, but they stayed outside.
Teddy found Andromeda Tonks sitting on a couch, knitting a pair of hand gloves. He eagerly informed his grandmother about the gifts he had just received from his parents and showed her the toy broomstick.
Andromedauwas saddened wiuh Teddy’s story, but she just stared incredulously at him. Her eyes were suddenly filled with tears and she tenderly embraced her grandson as to hide the sadness in her face, tears were now gushing down her cheeks.
“Why are you crying, Gran?” he calmingly asked, wiping the tears from his grandmother’s face with his hands.
His grandmother sniffed. “I’m sorry; I knew you wouldn’t be happy with Mum’s gift,” Teddy mumbled. “Maybe she’ll cheer you up. She’s waiting at the hallway with Dad.”
He started making his way back to the hallway, but Andromeda grabbed his hand and Teddy turned to face his grandmother, and their eyes met. She was still crying.
“She’s not there, Teddy,” she bravely whispered, when she got her voice back. “Nymphadora’s not waiting in the hallway or even upstairs, and Remus’ not there, too.”
“I don’t understand, Gran,” Teddy said calmly, “Mum and Dad are in there and they’re waiting for me, for you.”
Andromeda found it hard to continue the conversation. She had tried to move on after that tragic result of the last battle.
“Gran, come on,” Teddy insisted, growing impatient as he tried to pull his grandmother.
“No, Teddy!” Andromeda said, “Nobody’s waiting for you, nor for me.”
Silence started to settle between them as Teddy stared at his grandmother. Andromeda Tonks looked over to the window, trying to find some strength and courage from happy memories. She closed her eyes and more memories flashed in her mind. She can't contain it anymore and she opened her eyes again.
“They’re gone,” she croaked. “And they’re not coming back.” It was hard for her to say the words, but she managed to say them. “They’re dead!”
At that point, when her Grandmother had said that his parents were dead, Teddy somehow heard music. A song was playing on his mind.“Why are you crying, Gran?” he calmingly asked, wiping the tears from his grandmother’s face with his hands.
His grandmother sniffed. “I’m sorry; I knew you wouldn’t be happy with Mum’s gift,” Teddy mumbled. “Maybe she’ll cheer you up. She’s waiting at the hallway with Dad.”
He started making his way back to the hallway, but Andromeda grabbed his hand and Teddy turned to face his grandmother, and their eyes met. She was still crying.
“She’s not there, Teddy,” she bravely whispered, when she got her voice back. “Nymphadora’s not waiting in the hallway or even upstairs, and Remus’ not there, too.”
“I don’t understand, Gran,” Teddy said calmly, “Mum and Dad are in there and they’re waiting for me, for you.”
Andromeda found it hard to continue the conversation. She had tried to move on after that tragic result of the last battle.
“Gran, come on,” Teddy insisted, growing impatient as he tried to pull his grandmother.
“No, Teddy!” Andromeda said, “Nobody’s waiting for you, nor for me.”
Silence started to settle between them as Teddy stared at his grandmother. Andromeda Tonks looked over to the window, trying to find some strength and courage from happy memories. She closed her eyes and more memories flashed in her mind. She can't contain it anymore and she opened her eyes again.
“They’re gone,” she croaked. “And they’re not coming back.” It was hard for her to say the words, but she managed to say them. “They’re dead!”
Let it go,
Let it roll right off your shoulder
Don't you know
The hardest part is over
Let it in,
Let your clarity define you
In the end
We will only just remember how it feels
No! He thought. I don't like this feeling.
Our lives are made
In these small hours
These little wonders,
These twists & turns of fate
Time falls away,
But these small hours,
These small hours still remain
This can't be.
Let it slide,
Let your troubles fall behind you
Let it shine
Until you feel it all around you
And i don't mind
If it's me you need to turn to
We'll get by,
It's the heart that really matters in the end
Our lives are made
In these small hours
These little wonders,
These twists & turns of fate
Time falls away,
But these small hours,
These small hours still remain
He didn't notice a tear slid down his cheek. "They're there, They're in there." The song kept on playing. Stop it, he thought.
All of my regret
Will wash away some how
But i can not forget
The way i feel right now
In these small hours
These little wonders
These twists & turns of fate
Teddy noticed his reflection in a mirror. He was crying.
“No!” he protested, “Fine, Gran, ff you don’t want to see them, I’ll go.” He walked fast as he wiped the tears on his face.
Although he was rushing to see his parents, he never reached the hallway. He was walking towards them, yet was only moving farther and farther away. The song kept on playing.
These twists & turns of fate
Time falls away but these small hours
These small hours, still remain,
Still remain
Then everything turned to blackness… there was a loud crack…
And Teddy Remus Lupin found himself lying in the floor. He stared around him and noticed that he was in his room and that he had fallen from his bed. He slowly stood up and saw the mound of unwrapped packages.
“It was a dream,” he breathed sadly.
It was one of my happiest yet one of my saddest dreams, he thought.
“Happy birthday!” he cheerfully said to himself in a forced tone.
He glanced at the top of his bedside table. For reasons beyond his control, the thing he was supposed to be looking at should have really cheered him up. But the desk was empty.
"Wha..Where's the..." he sighed sadly. He started searching for the stuff under his bed, under his bedside table, inside the drawers at the mound of packages... but unfortunately, he wasn't lucky enough, he didn't found it.
Exhausted, Teddy went back to his bed and curled up again. Just as he was about to close his watery eyes and pulled his blanket over his body, he felt something hard hit him, when he's bed was supposed to be soft. He got up and picked the solid thing that had hit him. It was the thing he had been looking for.
The eleven year old Teddy, happy to see the photo of his Mum; Nymphadora Tonks,and his Dad; Remus Lupin. He was staring at the picture still with glint in his eyes. Then he heard the song again.
These little wonders
These twists & turns of fate
Time falls away
But these small hours
These little wonders still remain
He smiled and he said, “I love you, Mum. I love you, Dad.”
FIN
In these small hours
These little wonders,
These twists & turns of fate
Time falls away,
But these small hours,
These small hours still remain
He didn't notice a tear slid down his cheek. "They're there, They're in there." The song kept on playing. Stop it, he thought.
All of my regret
Will wash away some how
But i can not forget
The way i feel right now
In these small hours
These little wonders
These twists & turns of fate
Teddy noticed his reflection in a mirror. He was crying.
“No!” he protested, “Fine, Gran, ff you don’t want to see them, I’ll go.” He walked fast as he wiped the tears on his face.
Although he was rushing to see his parents, he never reached the hallway. He was walking towards them, yet was only moving farther and farther away. The song kept on playing.
These twists & turns of fate
Time falls away but these small hours
These small hours, still remain,
Still remain
Then everything turned to blackness… there was a loud crack…
And Teddy Remus Lupin found himself lying in the floor. He stared around him and noticed that he was in his room and that he had fallen from his bed. He slowly stood up and saw the mound of unwrapped packages.
“It was a dream,” he breathed sadly.
It was one of my happiest yet one of my saddest dreams, he thought.
“Happy birthday!” he cheerfully said to himself in a forced tone.
He glanced at the top of his bedside table. For reasons beyond his control, the thing he was supposed to be looking at should have really cheered him up. But the desk was empty.
"Wha..Where's the..." he sighed sadly. He started searching for the stuff under his bed, under his bedside table, inside the drawers at the mound of packages... but unfortunately, he wasn't lucky enough, he didn't found it.
Exhausted, Teddy went back to his bed and curled up again. Just as he was about to close his watery eyes and pulled his blanket over his body, he felt something hard hit him, when he's bed was supposed to be soft. He got up and picked the solid thing that had hit him. It was the thing he had been looking for.
The eleven year old Teddy, happy to see the photo of his Mum; Nymphadora Tonks,and his Dad; Remus Lupin. He was staring at the picture still with glint in his eyes. Then he heard the song again.
These little wonders
These twists & turns of fate
Time falls away
But these small hours
These little wonders still remain
He smiled and he said, “I love you, Mum. I love you, Dad.”
FIN
Little wonders by Rob Thomas
i hope you had a great time reading it.
Thank you.
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