With time kids grow, evolve, and eventually leave childhood to turn into adults. In the life of two individuals, time determines everything, from their personality traces to the choices they make. Some things, though, are inevitable. Teddy and Victoire might just realize that...in time.

Prologue: A Toad and a Teddy

The water ran through her bare toes. She held the skirt to her lavender dress tightly, above her knees, to make sure it didn't get wet. The crystal water of the creek felt colder as she moved her petit feet through it. Small fish swam by her ankles, tickling her light skin. Victoire laughed at the weird sensation, and she continued to look down into the stream. Her feet were sinking in the white sand the moment she saw what she had been looking for.

"I found one!" she called.

"You did?" Teddy ran towards her in excitement, splashing the water of the creek around them.

"Teddy! You'll get my dress wet!" she cried, holding on to it tightly.

"Where is it?"

"There…" her small finger pointed firmly at the water, "…near that rock."

Teddy walked slowly through the running water, until he lost his patience and, in an aggressive move, threw himself to pull what was underneath the rock. The noise and splash he made where enough to frighten the fishes nearby and soak himself entirely.

"Teddy!!" cried Victoire again, this time the water had reached her precious dress, the one her mother had groomed so carefully that morning. She had warned her to behave nicely enough to make sure she didn't ruin it. "My dress!" she said desperately, looking down at her clothes, unable to notice that her long hair was almost as wet as her dress by now.

"Got it!" he said, thrilled in victory as he held high a brownish fat toad. "Now what?" he asked, examining the animal, which wrestled in his hands. "It's…"

"Gross…" Victoire finished.

"Hey, you made me catch it!" he exclaimed frowning. Teddy stretched his hand and showed the unattractive toad to the girl, putting it close to her face. She wrinkled her nose and shook her head. "Well? You said you could make it change."

"Yeah, but that doesn't look like it's going to change into anything…"

"You said—"

"I know what I said!"

"You said you had a spell to make Frogs change their appearance."

"It's…not a spell."

"Then, what is it?" he said desperately. He wasn't willing to just release the frog again, because Victoire had nagged him until she got the best of him, and had insisted that she knew a spell to turn toads into something else. She made him sneak into the creek -which was already off the limits for them according to her parents' rules- to catch one to prove it. He should have known by now that Victoire always tried to prove things to him, the more impossible the better, always trying to compete with him at something, and as much as he tried to resist to her foolish request, he ended up falling for it as he always did, and now he had ended up with a rather disgusting animal in his hands, waiting for her to prove herself.

"Vic…do it…"

Victoire, who was never one to back off from her own ideas, leaned forward, shut her eyes tightly, and in a quick move pecked the frog's brown skin. Teddy's eyes opened widely, as Victoire frowned in disgust. But more than disgusted, she looked highly disappointed to see that her effort had been useless.

"That's—are you crazy?" he asked. Victoire was now rubbing her arm against her lips to remove the repulsive sensation. "Why did you kiss it?"

"I—well…"

"That was your spell? What were you planning to turn it into?" he asked, examining the surprisingly big toad, and trying to understand Victoire's behaviour.

"Um…never mind," she said disappointed, feeling a little ridiculous now.

"What? What was it?"

"Um…a prince, I think…" she said softly. Teddy didn't answer, he stared at the girl in front of him, and after a few seconds broke into a spontaneous, rather loud laughter, a laughter that didn't stop for a while.

"Stop it!" she said. "Don't laugh!" But Teddy didn't listen; his laughing attack didn't let him hear her. "Stop it!" she said again, mad by now. Victoire crossed her arms, furiously red; she desperately hated when people laughed at her.

To give the problem a quick, impulsive solution, Victoire leaned, and not towards the frog but towards Teddy instead. She pecked him as quickly as she could, half on his cheek and half on the corner of his mouth. Not that she liked doing it, but she was sure he'd shut up with that. She stroked her hand again against her mouth regretting her impulsive, but defensive act, and this time she wasn't surprised to see that Teddy didn't turn into a prince either.

Not only did he not transform himself into anything by magic, but he made an awful lot of noise. In a spare second his hands had released the toad, which made a huge splash in the creek and ended up soaking both of them again.

"My dress!"

"What did you do that for!" he said shocked, and quite mortified by the recent invasion of his privacy. But Victoire didn't give him much time to act, she jumped out of the water and ran fast, towards The Burrow.

"Maman!" she yelled as she burst into the living room. "Maman!" She ran past the crowd that was settled there and entered the kitchen, where a group of women were sitting at the table.

"What is it Victoire?" her mother asked startled as the six year old reached her, drenching the kitchen floor. Behind her entered the eight year old, just as soaked as Victoire. "What 'appened to you?" Fleur looked up and down at the girl. "Where are your shoes? Why are you all wet?" she said painfully at the sight of her almost ruined dressed.

"Teddy!" she said harshly, pointing at the guilty kid, "Teddy did it!"

Teddy's mouth fell wide open, as all the women in the room turned to him.

"Teddy…" asked Hermione softly, the one sitting closest to him. "Why would you do that?"

"I didn't!" he retorted. "We were at the creek and—"

"At ze creek?" asked Fleur, turning now towards her child with a hard look on her face.

"Teddy made me go!" she said impulsively.

"No I didn't! She did!"

"Yes you did!" she pointed at him again.

"Victoire kissed me!" he yelled this time, and a silence took over the room, for five or six seconds, because Audrey, who had been sitting by the end of the table, broke into laughter rather fast. Her laughing inspired the rest of the women to do the same and Teddy's face turned immediately red. His hair, which had been pink for a while since the incident, was turning into an intense shade of the colour.

"Don't laugh!"yelled the girl again in annoyance. The only one concerned about the situation was Fleur.

"Victoire…why did you kiss Teddy?" asked her mother softly.

"I—he was laughing at me!"

"Victoire, you cannot kiss people every time zey laugh at you …" said her mother seriously, trying to show patience. Ginny, sitting on her side, had to bite her lip to stop laughing.

"She also kissed a toad before me…" said Teddy under his breath, his hands in his pockets, and his face showed just how embarrassing the entire episode was for him.

Fleur didn't say a word, but her blue eyes opened widely, disbelieving her daughter's actions. Victoire wrinkled her lips, and looked down at her feet.

"I was just trying to turn it into a prince…"

"What?" asked Fleur, breathless.

"Oh god…" said Hermione, taking a hand to her forehead.

"Yes…like in aunt Hermione's story," Victorie pointed at Hermione. Apparently, she was willing to bring everybody down with her.

"Well…we know now that she's not very discreet… " said Hermione to Ginny. Fleur looked at her incredulously.

"It's a muggle…story…" she explained. "I didn't know she'd be kissing frogs after that."

"And what where you trying to turn Teddy into?" Ginny asked to Victoire, smiling.

"Nothing…I had a better chance with the toad," she said dryly.

Ginny opened her mouth, and the rest of them broke into laughter again. Fleur couldn't believe that her little girl was handing out such responses. She looked around the kitchen table, trying to find with her eyes someone who could have taught her to talk like that. But nobody was guilty for her daughter's sharpness.

Teddy, red in the face, walked out of the kitchen feeling defeated by the high amount of women. It was amazing, that he still hadn't learned that it wasn't easy to win against Victoire Weasley.

A/N: Welcome to the story. You'll see that the story will skip months and years, according to the different stages of their lives, it also goes from Victoire to Teddy's point of view, depending on the situation. I hope you can give this a try and please remember to leave your comments.