"Well, here we are: your new home for the next three years!"

Victoire surveyed the room in front of her with a slight sinking feeling. The white, faux-brick walls and stained red carpet rid the room of any homeliness and made the whole place look rather depressing. The bog-standard desk and wardrobe that filled the rest of the room along with the uncomfortable-looking bed added nothing, but did at least match the colour scheme, as did the desk chair, which was the same colour as the carpet, although, thankfully, unstained. The only thing to recommend the room was its ensuite bathroom, something which Victoire had vehemently insisted she had – she flat-out refused to share a toilet and shower with four other girls. Plus, she had a strong fear of being walked in on whilst sat on the toilet, something which had happened once, when she'd forgotten to lock the bathroom door at the Burrow and Uncle Ron had walked in. Granted, she was only five but she still couldn't think back on the incident without turning red.

"God, what a dump," muttered her sister Dominique, staring around at the room, disgust etched all over her face. "You sure this is such a good idea, Vic? You might catch Herpes, or something."

"Don't be so ridiculous," scolded her mother, Fleur, shooting her an angry look. "It ees… well colour-coded."

"And quite… roomy," added her dad, Bill, with the slight air of someone clutching at straws.

"It's horrible," said Victoire bluntly, walking over to the bed and dumping a box of plugs and wires on it. "But it's not as though I was expecting anything special."

"Yeah, but you're paying well loads for this place," Dominique couldn't help saying, ignoring the wrathful look her mother was giving her. "And, I mean, at Hogwarts, we didn't pay a penny and you got five-star accommodation! They're completely ripping you off, sis."

"Well I think it's good to get a more real sense of what life is like outside Hogwarts," said Bill briskly, imitating Victoire and placing the box he'd been holding on the bed. "So let's stop being negative and be grateful that Victoire got in here. It's a very big achievement."

That was certainly an understatement, thought Victoire wryly, following her parents and sister out of the room and back down to the car, where the rest of her belongings were waiting to be moved in. LSFWE was to wizards what Oxbridge was to muggles, albeit slightly more laid back. That wasn't to say, however, that it was easy to get into. Victoire had barely spoken to anyone in the build-up to her exams because the entrance requirement to LSFWE was 7 Outstanding NEWTs. Dominique had commented that perhaps she was actually Aunt Hermione's daughter, something which had prompted Ron and Harry to go into hysterics and for Hermione to frown and tell them to shut up.

After a slight trek, they reached the car and began unloading it, Victoire looking around to see if she could spot Teddy.

"He hasn't arrived yet," said Bill, noticing her glancing around.

Victoire tried not to let her disappointment show as they made their way back to the Halls of Residence. She'd been so excited when she'd heard that she and Teddy would be attending university together. They'd dated for a few months when they were younger and although their split had been amicable, Victoire had still been heartbroken and the thought of him dating some other girl made her chest physically hurt. But a year and a half had passed by and there'd been no whisper of any girls, which made her feel better. Maybe there was even a chance that things would start up again, something she'd been secretly longing for ever since she heard he'd applied. Plus, she was two years older now and far more mature than she'd been when they'd dated, which she was sure would only work in her favour.

She was shaken out of her thoughts by the sound of her rather annoying, yet somehow endearing cousin, James Potter, who had just dashed across the lawn towards her, his Aunt, Uncle and cousins trailing in his wake.

"Alright, mate?" boomed Bill, setting his box on the ground and ruffling James' hair before walking over to Ron, Hermione and their two children. Rose was looking around at the courtyard with rapt amazement, whilst Hugo was looking supremely bored.

"Where's Harry and Ginny?" added Bill as he shook hands with Ron and gave Hermione a hug.

"They're just parking up," said Ron, before yelling, "Oi! James! Your dad'll need you at the car, you better get back there!"

James stopped teasing Dominique long enough to turn around and yell back, "Why do I have to help?! Teddy's the one moving in, not me!"

"You'll do as you're told, you cheeky git!"

At the sound of Teddy's name, Victoire's heart flipped in her chest. She'd be seeing Teddy for the first time in two years, an event which, now that it was here, scared the living daylights out of her.

What if he didn't like her anymore? What if he'd changed into someone she didn't like? Or, worse still, what if he'd forgotten about her all together?

She tried to calm her nerves as she climbed up the two flights of stairs that lead to her room.

"What kinds of idiots don't put an elevator in a place where people are obviously going to need to take stuff up stairs?" huffed Dominique, as she lugged a suitcase full of clothes up the stairs. "And what's with that stupid, 'no magic' ban they've got going on? I mean, it's a school for further WIZARDING education, not further MUGGLE education!"

"Dominique!" growled Bill, fed up of her incessant whining. "Once you've put that suitcase in Victoire's room, why don't you go find your cousins and, if it's alright with their parents, go and find somewhere to eat?"

Dominique perked up immediately at this, eating being one of her favourite pass times.

Once she'd disappeared off to find James and the rest of the clan, Bill asked Victoire to put down the books she'd been sorting out and shut the door. Her mum, who'd been sitting on the bed, unpacking her clothes, put them down and moved aside so she could sit beside her.

"Now," said Bill gently, as Victoire took her place on the bed, "Your mum and I know how mature you are and how sensible you are but we also know that sometimes you think with your heart and not your head-"

Victoire frowned, not quite sure where this was going.

"-and you're going to be here, pretty much on your own, without us or your friends to comfort you if don't go quite how you planned-"

Victoire was now completely confused; what plan was he talking about?

"-If he's not the same as when he left-"

Victoire felt her chest tighten as she finally realised where this was leading.

"-we don't want you spending your time feeling dejected, when you should really be focusing on your work."

She grimaced, feeling embarrassed that her dad was talking to her about Teddy and that he'd deduced so easily how she was feeling about seeing him again.

"Look, dad," she said, trying to act cool as she felt her face heating up, "Me and Teddy happened a long time ago. I've grown up and I know things'll be different than before he left. Plus, I'm not still in love with him, so it's not like that'll affect how I react to him. I'm totally focused on my work, anyway; I'm not going to waste this opportunity because of some boy I used to date!"

Her parents glanced at each other, not looking completely convinced, but before they could say anymore, the door crashed opened and Dominique ran in, looking excited.

"Vic, I just saw Teddy!" she gasped, her eyes shining with delight. "He's down in the car park with Uncle Harry and he looks amazing!"

Hearing this, Victoire wanted to leap off the bed and sprint down to the car park and see him, but she knew she needed to eschew some mode of decorum, in order to dispel her parents' suspicions if nothing else, so instead, she got up calmly and said, as coolly as she could, "Cool. I guess we'll see him when we go down."

Dominique stared at her like she was mad.

"Didn't you hear me, Vic?! TEDDY IS IN THE CARPARK! HE'S HERE! IN ENGLAND!"

"Dominique, calm down," said Fleur, getting up and ushering her daughter out of the room. "Victoire will go and see 'im in a min'eet, once she 'as finished speaking to dad."

Victoire heard Dominique complaining as she and her mother went down the stairs.

Wishing she could join them, she turned back to her dad and took a deep breath.

"Dad, seriously, I'll be ok. Can't we just go down and see Teddy and Uncle Harry and everyone else?"

Bill appeared to think for a moment and then nodded.

"Alright, then. After you, sweetheart."

Victoire had to practically stop herself from running out of the room, such was her desire to see Teddy.

However, this excitement changed to apprehension when she got to the car park and saw Teddy laughing with a pretty brunette she didn't recognise.

Feeling steadily more sick, she spied James coming towards her and walked over to meet him.

Trying to sound as supremely unconcerned as her current state allowed, she said to James, "Who's that girl Teddy's talking to?"

James followed her gaze and then said loudly, "Oh that's Vanessa.

"She's his fiancée."

Hey, this is a new fanfiction of mine – tell me what you think and if you'd like anymore posted Also, check out the trailer on YouTube:)