A/N: I realize this hasn't been updated in forever, and I'm pretty sure it isn't as good as the previous chapters. However, my computer is finally letting me upload stuff so I'm putting this up in honor of that. Also, this is for kats in socks- pretty sure that's her name- who writes the nicest reviews. So yeah, hope you like this and I'm not just writing this for myself.

You receive a letter from Teddy the summer after your fifth year, heralding his return from the States. It's technically to all of the Potters, but when his owl, Maximus, (named in a stupid fit of glory sometimes between his second and third year) taps at the window you're the one who immediately jumps up and takes possession. It's pretty short and his usually neat handwriting has gotten worse, but you grasp onto the words that say he's coming home.

There's other stuff too, like about how he's getting a job at Aunt Hermione's lab and shop, The Prince's Potions, but the only thing you remember is the date. You manage to inform your parents, Al, and James (who should be doing something with his life instead of lazing at home) before racing to the fireplace to Floo Vic. You tumble through ahead of your parent's protests about wearing pajamas in public. It doesn't matter anyways, because you've got your wand and your camera so everything is perfectly decent.

When you arrive at Vic's flat, you cross your fingers in the hopes that she doesn't have a guy over, stumble through her living room and almost trip despite its unnatural cleanliness, and finally burst through the door to her room.

She's sleeping, wearing that stupid Veela glow that means she doesn't snore or drool or say embarrassing things, which makes you a tad grumpy (so maybe Aguamenti isn't the best way to wake someone up- blame it on Lorcan Scamander).

Vic wakes up spluttering and you laugh despite the nasty glare she fixes you with, happiness overflowing. A small part of you thinks that it's a little sad that someone you haven't seen in a year can make you this happy, but you squash it. Teddy is special.

You throw the letter at her, allowing her to dry off first and curse you with some very nasty language that you're pretty sure is James' fault (those professional Quidditch players have some very interesting vocabulary). "Read it, read it!" you tell her. You feel five instead of fifteen, but it doesn't matter because Teddy will be back soon.

"He's coming back, for real?" Vic asks, uncertainty coloring her words. You wonder about her sometimes, about her vulnerability that still present whenever Teddy's mentioned. No matter the little dates she's gone on or the declarations of love, there's still something about Teddy.

Or maybe you're just reading into this way too much and she just wants to know when he's coming back.

Either way, you sit down next to her on the bed, calm once again. "Yeah," you answer her, a small smile tugging at the edge of your mouth. Then, because blunt is usually the way to deal with Vic, you ask, "Do you not want to see him or something?"

Vic doesn't slap or hex you, so you figure you're going to be okay. She thinks for a little while, a comfortable silence welling up between the two of you. "I miss him, some. I guess," she finally says. You wait for her to continue talking, knowing that prodding more won't get her to open up farther. "It'll be fine, Lils. It's been years and it wasn't like we were truly in love, you know." You remember shouted conversations that say something different, but leave her be.

"We're going to all be okay, then?" Your question is quiet, matching her serious tone now that your excitement has calmed down a little.

"Course," she replies. A smile spreads across her face, a real one, not like those fake ones she uses to lure the boys in (you've watched enough guys fall for that to know it well). "And I suppose now it's picture time?" she asks, a teasing tone threading through her words.

"You know me too well," you say, and laugh. Because it's Vic, she shoves you out of the room with clothes (yours, actually, because during the summer you live here over the weekends), and then shoves you back into the room as she barricades herself in the bathroom. After you dress, you start writing the letter. Random words are Charmed red and gold (because you've got some House pride no matter what James says) and you've finished by the time she emerges.

When you're deemed good enough and she can't find anything more to fix for herself, you grab your camera and snap the picture. In it, Vic is trying to pull you down to a more reasonable height, and you're smiling so wide that all the freckles on your cheeks are scrunched up.

Then, because Vic thinks the picture isn't quite perfect, the two of you spend the rest of the afternoon taking artsy shots that involve sparkles, assorted roses from her boy of the week, and 'fierce' model looks. She should be studying for her Healing exam for university and technically you promised your mum you would clean today, but…

Teddy's coming home.