Flutterings

Title: Nineteen, in New Orleans
Author: bronze_ribbons
Characters: Victoire; reference to Snape/Lupin/Tonks
Rating: G
Summary: When Victoire is nineteen, she takes a trip of her own.
Note: For karasu_hime, for for old times' sake.

( Victoire Weasley loved New Orleans as soon as she set foot in it )

[100 words, Teddy/Victoire, G]

Teddy knew that his godfather meant well, but there were times he wished he could somehow explain to Harry that their feelings weren't alike just because they both happened to be orphans. He felt guilty: he was well aware that he'd had a far easier time growing up than Harry, but he also couldn't help resenting the older man for wanting him to be more desperately curious about his parents than he actually was.

He said to Victoire, "Is it so wrong, that I would rather learn more about the living?"

"In fact," Victoire replied, "I love that about you."

Title: "Won't Leave You Stranded"
For: westernredcedar
Words: 200
Pairings: Teddy/Victoire, Snupin+
Inspired by: this video and a couple of Cedar-comments. *flutters ribbons at tree* [Finetuned 2/17.]

Teddy enjoyed teaching -- he'd inherited his father's flair for it -- but Valentine's Day, not so much. By the end of the day, his head ached from decapitating chirping carnations and defusing George Weasley's latest trinkets.

He'd exchanged gifts with Victoire before she left for Turin (they'd bought the latest Cursebreaker's Sudoku for each other), so when he reached his quarters, he was startled to find another package waiting for him. After checking it for booby-hexes, he carefully loosened its wrappings.

Photos. Dozens of photos. Photos of his father -- some with his mother, some with the bloke named Sirius his godfather liked talking about.

And also photos of his father with Severus Snape.

Teddy blinked. He'd seen portraits of the late headmaster before, but never ones in which the man was smiling. Much less one in which the man's long, stained fingers gently, tenderly traced a scar on his father's arm --

Wait. Wait. When would Snape or his father ever have permitted someone to glimpse that? Who --?

He turned the snapshot over. The handwriting on the back matched the note from Victoire's mum:

Now you are old enough -- your mother would want me to explain. Tea, chez nous, Saturday.