“Teddy, I need to head home. It’s late,” Victoire squirmed out of her boyfriend Teddy’s arms as they laid on the coach together.
Teddy, being a full two years older than Victoire, had moved out of his godfather’s house and lived in his own small flat at eighteen. “Vic, just stay a little longer. It’s not that late.”
“Maman and Dad will worry. Nikki can’t cover for me again,” Victoire frowned.
“Sweetheart, what’s your hurry? You don’t have a curfew. Besides, your parents trust us.” Teddy didn’t move his arm from across her torso.
“Okay,” Victoire gave in a bit. “I’m going to get a little bit more butterbeer.”
“I’ll get it,” Teddy stood up from the couch to get the butterbeer from his kitchen. “Will you play something?” He motioned to the CD player on his table.
When Teddy returned with her drink and one for himself, Victoire smiled softly. “Are you sure your neighbors won’t think this is a little weird? You all have training in the morning.” Teddy lived on a floor of the building that was home to most the Aurors in training. They had training most mornings with Victoire’s uncles Ron and Harry.
“Vic, I promise it’s ok.”
Victoire grinned like the schoolgirl she was. “Then I may as well make it worth your time.” She leaned in and Teddy met her in the middle, pressing his lips softly against hers.
After taking a break to breathe, Victoire began to gather her coat, gloves, and purse.
“Where are you going?” Teddy asked.
“Already? You don’t want to just stay the night?”
“Nikki will think we did a little more than sleeping. And Louis will be waiting in the living room.”
“Louis is only seven,” Teddy frowned.
Victoire giggled, “He knows to look out for his big sisters, and Aunt Gabrielle is in town with Celia this year.”
After a minute of staring into Teddy’s “puppy dog eyes,” Victoire gave in. “Maybe just a cigarette more.”
“You don’t know everything about me,” she grinned and pulled out a carton of cigs out of her purse.
Teddy smirked at her. “Pass me one.”
The couple sat on the couch, casually chatting and smoking their cigarettes for a few more minutes.
“Ok. It’s almost eleven. I really do need to go now.” Victoire told him.
Teddy frowned at her, “Vic darling, its cold out there.”
“Lend me a coat then?” Victoire asked.
“I don’t have one that you can use.”
Vic smiled, “I’ll just use your floo network.”
Teddy got up with her and grabbed the bottle of floo powder on his fireplace mantle.
“Bye, Teddy,” Vic leaned up to plant a small kiss on his cheek before she stepped into his fireplace.
