This is my second Remus/Tonks fanfic, the first one is just a one-shot! If you didn't bother reading the summary, this story is from the viewpoint of Remus and Tonks's son, Teddy Lupin. He and Victoire Weasley go back in time with the Time Turner, and they end up watching Remus and Tonks fall in love. And of course, Victoire and Teddy also fall in love too, so ya. And this is canon, unfortunately, because, Sirius (I'm choking up and crying) dies! WHY? That's what I wanna ask JK Rowling. Anyway, here's the story!

"Teddy!" My grandmother, Andromeda Tonks, was waving at me from the porch. It's like she's expecting me to never come back. I was just going to Uncle Harry's house. I was excited to see Harry's kids, especially little Lily Luna Potter. She was adorable. She loved it when I changed my hair styles and colors wild and bright. But most of the time, I kept it a golden brown, just like my father's had been.

I never knew my parents. But Uncle Harry said that they died for a great cause. I only saw the photos. My mother, her hair a bubble-gum pink in a wedding dress, and my father, golden brown hair streaked with gray, in a second hand robe, but still looked handsome. His scars didn't make him ugly, in fact, he wouldn't be himself without them.

Just like my mother, Nymphadora Lupin, he was a metamorphmagus. Grandma had said that Dad was a werewolf, and he left Mum for a while, sick with nerves that I could possibly inherit lycanthropy from him. Grandma said that he almost looked like a boy again when he saw my hair turn turquoise blue. She said that all the worry lines from his face had disappeared.

"Teddy, how've you been?" Harry asked as soon as I walked in the front door.

"Alright," I replied.

"That's good, sixth year hasn't been too rough on you?" he asked. Then he turned around when he heard a crash in the kitchen. We both rushed to the kitchen to find Victoire Weasley on the ground with Ginny and Lily, laughing.

"What happened?" Harry asked, chuckling when he saw them.

"Victoire tripped," Lily said between laughs. I ended up locking eyes with Victoire.

Victoire Weasley was the daughter of Fleur and Bill Weasley. She was extremely attractive, with her strawberry blonde hair (a mix of Fleur's blonde hair and Bill's red hair), blue eyes, perfectly shaped nose and delicate- I didn't even go there. I could list a whole bunch of reasons why she was beautiful. She was two years younger than me. Fourteen years old.

"Hey Teddy," Victoire said, getting up to hug me. We were pretty close, practically best friends.

"Wotcher." I saluted to her, and she giggled.

"Just like Tonks," Ginny said nostalgically. She seemed lost in memories.

I still closed my eyes for a couple seconds. The longing to see my mother was unbearable. How could Harry have possibly gone through this?

Harry seemed to notice my discomfort. "Alright Teddy, Lily is waiting for you outside."

I glanced back at Victoire for one more second, before going outside to play with Lily Luna.

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After letting Lily Luna ride on my back for a few long hours, we finally had dinner. Victoire was also there, along with her sister Dominique, who arrived an hour ago.

Suddenly, everyone bowed their heads when the sun finally set below the trees. I raised my eyebrow.

Harry looked up at me, his eyes gentle. "Teddy, do you know what today is?"

"May second," I answered immediately.

"Today is the day your parents died, the end of the Second Wizarding War," he said softly.

I felt my eyes well up with tears. I bowed my head so they wouldn't see. But I couldn't take it, so I ran to the bathroom. I felt like such a baby. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy, and my hair were various shades of blue. I almost laughed despite myself. I looked like a clown. When I was ready, I walked out and sat down at the table again. Realizing that my hair was still blue, I changed it into a golden brown, and just for tonight, added gray flecks.

"So much like Remus," Ginny sniffed. Merlin, she was emotional today. Harry had always said that he admired that she rarely wept, though I think deaths were an exception.

"Sorry," I said, taking out the gray. Dominique smiled sadly at me. Harry got up, and came back with a couple pictures. Lily Luna, who was sitting beside me, strained to take a look.

"Lily, do you mind taking my seat?" Harry asked.

"Sure," Lily said, and slid onto the other chair.

"These are a few pictures of your parents that you've probably never seen before. They were Sirius's," he said, laying the photos out in front of me. Victoire, who sat on my right side, was carefully studying the pictures.

I scanned them slowly. They were magical photos, of course, so it was more like a Muggle video. The first one was of Sirius, Dad and Mum standing and laughing in front of the fireplace at 12 Grimmauld Place. The second one was most of Sirius's nose and Dad in the back corner, laughing. The third was of Dad reading a book, with Sirius and Mum sneaking up behind him with two glasses of Firewhiskey. I laughed when they poured the Firewhiskey on his head. Dad's expression was priceless. I could understand why Sirius thought it was fun to prank him. The fourth was of Mum and Dad, obviously thinking no one was around, besides Sirius, who was spying on them. They were snogging, though Dad seemed to be hesitant. Then they spotted Sirius watching them and they ran after him. Sirius dropped the camera though. And the fifth picture was Dad spinning Mum around in their wedding robes.

"Aww," said Victoire, smiling when she saw the last picture. "Adorable. They must've been so happy."

"Yes, they were. Then," Harry said. Victoire and I looked at him quizzically.

He sighed. "Tonks started to fancy Remus before she knew he was a werewolf. Remus fancied her too, but when she found out he was a werewolf, he was surprised she didn't scream and run in terror. Over the next couple months, they became good friends, and hung out with Sirius a lot. But of course, Tonks wanted to be more than friends with Remus." Harry looked at Ginny to finish the story for him.

"She fell for him. Hard. He loved her too, and when she told him, he didn't believe it. He denied her, believing he was, quote, 'too old, too poor and too dangerous'." Ginny nodded when Victoire raised her hand.

"How much older was he?" she asked.

"Thirteen years," I told her.

"Well, love knows no age," Victoire said wistfully.

"Tonks told him that," said Ginny. "He left. They both went through hard months that turned into years, hopelessly in love with each other. But finally, she did convince him that if they were together, nothing would happen. And they married." Ginny smiled.

"Wow," Dominique said, in awe. "That's such a tragic love story."

"Yeah, but the whole werewolf thing does put a strain on things," Harry said. Then he looked at the clock. "Well, best be going to bed soon."

I nodded and helped put the dishes away. Victoire kept looking at me tenderly. I just smiled at her.

When I went to bed that night, my dreams were filled with werewolves and metamorphmaguses, together.

Well, what'd ya think? I promise to update soon! Please review!