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Teddy Lupin and the Hunter's Moon, Chapter 5: The Moon and the Stars, pt. 3 - The Phantom Librarian
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Teddy Lupin and the Hunter's Moon, Chapter 5: The Moon and the Stars, pt. 3
Teddy's first couple of days of classes are uneventful on the Greyback front, though a clabbert in CoMC keeps him entertained. He and his friends go to tea at Hagrid's, and Vivian is there, though she has to leave before the moon comes up. Neville leads her away, and, through the window, Teddy sees the branches of the Whomping Willow stop.

ETA: knackard has a very pretty R/T picture from Shades, Chapter 9.

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After Teddy finished his homework that night, he played with Checkmate for a little while, then rubbed her belly until she fell asleep. Once she was curled up and purring, he opened his trunk. In the top compartment was a sheet of yellowish parchment and an old ash wand. The wand had belonged to his father. The parchment was the Marauder's Map, a wonderful bit of magic that Remus Lupin and his friends, the Marauders, had created together at Hogwarts. He'd learned first year that having one of the maker's wands opened up new levels of magic in the Map, and over that summer, he and Uncle Harry had worked out a loose but permanent binding spell, as Dad's was the only one of the maker's wands to survive. Now, it would move with the Map, be passed down with the Map when it was time. It had been a wrench to decide on that, but Teddy thought Dad would like it, and he had Mum's wand for himself. He'd used it to etch Dad's name on the barrel of the ash wand, and the others' names at the base. Opposite Dad's name, he'd etched all four of their nicknames: Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs. (He'd asked Mr. Ollivander about this before doing it--it wouldn't help anyone if the wand changed its nature--and been assured that a little decoration had never hurt any wand.)

Now, he opened the map, tapped it with Dad's wand, and said, "I'm Teddy Lupin. Third year. Talk to me."

The Marauders hadn't been fond of orders, and had designed the Map to respond to them with insults. It didn't really matter what the order or the insult was--Teddy just made a habit of it to keep in touch with them. He read the four lines that swam up from the map, grinned, and left them alone. He leaned the Map against the side of his trunk, then pulled out a clean sheet of parchment and took Dad's ring from the chain around his neck. The Map had led him to the ring, which Dad had lost in the battle where he'd died. It was charmed with memories of the best parts of Dad's life, as well as a few of the best of Mum's. At first, it had been random, but slowly, he'd been learning to control it, to find the memories he wanted, to enjoy some of his own favorites over again. It was a question of concentrating, finding the path his mind wanted to follow. He thought about the branches of the Whomping Willow, and bent his energy toward the tree and the house at the end of it, the Shrieking Shack, hoping for an adventure with the Marauders.

He set the ring down in the center of the parchment and said, "Cordis Patronum."

The soft candlelight of his room blazed into bright summer sunlight, and he knew he hadn't found an adventure. He was in his father's mind, and he knew he was older now, that more had happened. James Potter and Sirius Black were dead, Peter Pettigrew was turned, Dumbledore was dead. There were rumors that the Ministry was about to fall, and they would need to get Harry out of Little Whinging before he came of age. But none of that mattered. Not here, not now. He was in his own garden, planting a rosebush, and it was a high summer day, and his wife was inside, trying to get a particularly stubborn floor in the spare bedroom to flatten itself out. He could see his wedding ring on his finger, reflecting the sunlight. He had been wearing it for just short of forty-eight hours. Teddy knew that within the next day or two, they'd be chased from the house, when the Ministry passed anti-werewolf legislation calling in all debts, repossessing everything Dad owned. Mum and Dad would destroy the Shrieking Shack again rather than giving their hard work to the goblins. But for now, it was their home--bright and sunny, recovering from its ancient wounds. Everything was ahead of them. They'd talked about children. Dora had been picking out which rooms they would have, and had already decided that the room she was fixing would belong to their son, who would go through a teenage rebellion and paint it black. He would have sisters who would tease him unmercifully about it. She'd painted the word picture last night in bed (Teddy blushed at the thought of this, though Dad had been very, very careful not to put in any memories that would be disturbing in context), and he planned to draw it for her later, a gift...

The kitchen door opened, and Dora came out, her pink and black hair morphed long and braided. A floppy straw hat was on her head. She had two little clips with plastic flowers on them, and she was dusty from the housework. She looked like a goddess. And she was his wife. She came to him and took her hat off, dropping it onto his head. They laughed, and talked about nothing at all, lying back, side by side, looking up at the house they would share and grow old in. Teddy was aware of the dull anger that always seemed to live inside him when he thought about what had been taken from them--and from him--but from Dad, there was a simple, warm happiness, and Teddy did his best to feel that instead. It was a better feeling, and he wanted it. He stayed with the memory for the full half hour that the ring allowed, listening to his parents spinning tales to each other and feeling the warmth of a long vanished sun.

When the spell ended and he returned to his room, he felt calm and peaceful. He looked out the window at the full moon, and thought of Vivian again. Slughorn was brewing her Wolfsbane Potion, so she wouldn't do a lot of damage to herself, but Teddy had read a lot about lycanthropy, and he thought she'd probably still hurt in the morning. Mum--and before her, Sirius--had brewed an analgesic potion. It wasn't hard. Struck with inspiration, he pulled out his potion kit and cauldron, Conjured a small fire, and started in. He finished it around midnight, and set it to brew for four hours. He set a spell to wake himself up at four in the morning, and fell asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.

When he woke up, he nearly forgot why he'd meant to get up so early, but Checkmate jumped on his chest and started licking his chin vigorously, bringing him fully up from his sleepy daze. He rubbed at the sensitive area that she'd been licking. It had a rougher feel than he was expecting, and he wondered if facial hair might not be imminent, but close examination in the mirror didn't reveal any suspicious shadows. He found a goblet in his trunk and poured the potion into it, then pulled on an autumn cloak and slipped downstairs and out of the castle. The sky was dark gray, and the moon was down.

He went to the Whomping Willow and sat on a rock just beyond the reach of the branches. The sky lightened, and just as it began to be threaded with brilliant orange, a hand appeared among the roots, groping for the knot that immobilized the tree.

The branches went still.

Vivian Waters pulled herself up. Her hair was tousled and fallen over the scarred half of her face, and she limped gingerly as she got to her feet. Teddy rushed forward and offered her his hand.

She blinked her good eye, and he realized she didn't have the other one in yet. "Teddy?" she said.

"Hi." He held out the goblet. "My mum used to brew this for my dad the morning after. For the aches."

She looked at him strangely.

"You can trust me," he said. "I'm good in Potions."

She took it and drank the potion down. "Thank you, Teddy. That was thoughtful. And it doesn't taste nearly as bad as Wolfsbane Potion."

Teddy smiled, and offered her his arm to lead her out from under the tree. "Did you really come to help with Greyback?" he asked. "If so... well, thank you."

"You're more than welcome. I want him put away." She winced as she tripped over a root. "Or put down." They got out from under the umbrella of the Willow, and she gave Teddy a tired smile. "Don't mind me. I'm only bitter and vengeful the morning after."

"It was bad, living with him, wasn't it?"

"With Greyback?" She shrugged, sitting down on the rock where Teddy had waited. "It wasn't as bad as you'd think on the surface. What Greyback did--he terrorized us sometimes, but not always. We enjoyed ourselves. But what he wanted was to break us. To re-make us. He thought we belonged to him. Anyone who stepped out of line got a reminder about who was alpha. When..." Her eye went cloudy, and she shook her head sharply. "It could get bad then."

"Did my dad step out of line when he was with you?"

She nodded, then suddenly smiled and stood up. Teddy turned.

Professor Longbottom was heading down from the greenhouses. He looked surprised. "Teddy. I wasn't expecting you to be here."

"Teddy brought me a painkiller potion," Vivian said.

"Good," Professor Longbottom said. "Well... they should be starting breakfast, if you're up to it."

"Oh, I definitely want to show my face in the Great Hall," Vivian said. "Allay the rumors about full moons as long as I can..."

Teddy walked up to the castle with them, a few steps behind, not really talking to them. He wondered what had happened to Dad when he'd crossed the line, and if Vivian might have told him. He somehow didn't think he'd find anything about Greyback saved on the wedding ring.

He was the first student at the Gryffindor table, though a few teachers were at the high table, sleepily gulping at coffee. Professor Vector from Teddy's Arithmancy class blinked owlishly at him and mumbled "Good morning." Vivian and Professor Longbottom sat together, and Hagrid came in to join them after a few minutes. Teddy felt deeply out of place until the doors opened and the Gryffindor Quidditch team came in, bleary-eyed, from a morning practice. Ruthless, her Beater's bat still trailing from her hand, sat down beside him. "All right," she said, "I have to be up, thanks to Tiller." She glared at Naomi Tiller, the new captain. "What're you doing here?"

Teddy shrugged and said, "Couldn't sleep." A bowl of melon appeared in front of him, and he reached for the salt just as Ruthless did. His hand brushed against hers, and he suddenly felt quite awake, though he couldn't quite explain why.

She drew back quickly, her face red. "Well, we had to go through our paces. It should be a good season, though."

More students started to come in, and the Great Hall started to look more normal. The morning's run of post owls arrived at eight, several of them carrying copies of the Daily Prophet. One stopped by Ruthless, and she shoved it, unopened, toward Teddy. "My dad actually thinks I'm going to start caring about Ministry politics if he sends me this. Do you want it?"

Teddy had finished his breakfast, so he took the paper and unrolled it. A headline screamed at him under a picture of the full moon: "WILTSHIRE MANSION INVADED: WEREWOLF ATTACK?"

Teddy sighed and read the article. It was the Malfoy home, but it had been empty. A reporter had interviewed Draco Malfoy by Floo in Wellington, where he said the family was taking a long holiday. "I trust," he said, "that the Aurors will give this matter their full attention before we return." The rest of the article was speculation about where Greyback's people were hiding, and an excoriation of Uncle Harry for not having already caught Greyback. Teddy was about to roll it back up again when he noticed a blurb, misspelled and clearly added quickly, saying that the Shrieking Shack was showing renewed signs of haunting. "The vicious wailing, unheard for decades, has returned to Britain's most haunted dwelling..." Teddy glanced up at Vivian, who was reading her copy with no expression. The daily Aurors arrived, Uncle Harry among them, and met briefly at the end of the high table before fanning out for guard duty. They looked very tired, but Uncle Harry made a point of coming to Teddy, batting the back of his head, and saying, "Don't forget to meet me at six."

Teddy nodded and smiled, glad he had a Patronus Charm lesson to look forward to tonight, not to mention just some time to talk to Uncle Harry. He moved on to Defense Against the Dark Arts for the morning, and there was no escape from the discussion of werewolves. Honoria brought up the (possible) attack, Corky wanted to know about curse scars, Brendan Lynch complained that they ought to be put down (losing Slytherin ten points, and getting hexed by Maurice Burke), and Jane Hunter wanted to know if Muggles could be infected. Teddy let Robards go about the business of answering the questions, though he could have answered most of them himself. It was the year they were supposed to learn it. Brendan echoed the Prophet's sentiment that it was outrageous for a "half-trained idiot like Fenrir Greyback" to elude justice for so long.

Werewolves continued to haunt Teddy's day, through Herbology, Divination, lunch, and History of Magic. He did some of his homework at dinner, then went down to the entrance hall. Uncle Harry was waiting for him by the doors, smiling.

"Come on then," he said, and led the way out. A Red Cap scampered across the path, and he hexed it (mostly, as far as Teddy could tell, out of spite--they were finally starting to disappear on their own, and were only dangerous in packs). He went down the hill toward Hagrid's, and Teddy wondered if that was where they would have lessons, but he stopped halfway, at the Whomping Willow. He Summoned a stick and levitated it over to the knot among the roots, freezing the branches, then glanced over his shoulder and grinned. "Well," he said, "are you coming or not?"
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sonetka From: sonetka Date: October 11th, 2007 04:18 am (UTC) (Link)
Harry telling Teddy to go to the Whomping Willow makes me think of Teddy's parents telling him not to go into the tunnel two years previous - not the same thing, of course, but interesting symbolism.

I love Neville/Vivian; if nothing else, if they do get together this year, we MUST see Gran's reaction! :)
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 04:26 am (UTC) (Link)
Teddy's all tied up with death and life and time. That tunnel is involved in every danged one of them, I think.

Hey, I managed to work in Draco--I'm not sure I can force Gran in! ;p
plaid_slytherin From: plaid_slytherin Date: October 11th, 2007 04:22 am (UTC) (Link)
her pink and black

I think you're missing a word. ;)

I love that the Shrieking Shack is haunted again, BTW. And I cannot wait for the Patronus Lesson!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 04:27 am (UTC) (Link)
Fixed.

You'd think people in Hogsmeade would question the timing of the hauntings at some point!
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willowbough From: willowbough Date: October 11th, 2007 04:23 am (UTC) (Link)
Back to the dark side of the moon, so to speak. Well, at least Teddy has Patronus lessons to look forward to. And I do like the fact that, even after three years, Teddy hasn't exhausted all the memories in Remus's ring. Oh, and that he still gets a kick out of letting the Marauders insult him now and then. I wonder if their teen consciousness realizes that he does it on purpose. Or if their adult selves, beyond the veil, are aware of this quirk of Teddy's.

The budding attraction between Teddy and Ruthless is fun to read about--even if they do ultimately discover that they're better as friends. And Victoire isn't going to be happy about this, despite being only eleven.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 04:29 am (UTC) (Link)
I'm sure the Marauders are aware, but have they figured out how to control the Map from beyond the veil yet... that's a question I'm trying to figure out. ;p I know they're trying. Out of boredom as much as anything else.
alphabet26 From: alphabet26 Date: October 11th, 2007 04:25 am (UTC) (Link)
Teddy is such a sweet kid. I just love him.

The Patronus lesson will be great for him! I'm excited to read more about bonding time with Harry and Teddy.

The Teddy/Ruth stuff was great. So cute, so perfect for first teenage crushes.

A missing word: Dora came out, her pink and black, morphed long and braided. "Hair" needs to be in there somewhere, I think.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 04:31 am (UTC) (Link)
Got the missing word.

I'm always up for bonding-with-Harry scenes. Harry's always and forever the awesomest, even with Neville around. Not for nothing is it the Potterverse... he rules it! :P

From: (Anonymous) Date: October 11th, 2007 04:31 am (UTC) (Link)
Yes! The Shrieking Shack!

And, Yes! Neville and Vivian!

And, oooh, my, even a nice bit about Draco's reaction to what's going on and possibly being targeted.

I wonder if I should wish for a pony and a wagon while I'm on a big roll . . . .

Loved this, loved Teddy and his potions (there was something about Vivian's surprise at his gesture, either it's very unusual for a kid to make a gesture like this back at the refuge [quite possible given that there may not be many kids who aren't werewolves in a position to do something like this] or else she may not have been really seeing Teddy as Remus' son before this. Oh, yeah, it's half the reason she's there, but I mean not seeing him as someone who would be aware enough of the lives of werewolves to do something like this. After all, she must know how young Teddy was when his father died and she doesn't know about the ring. But I'm guessing she also doesn't know how much the small details about his parents mean to Teddy and how he just sucks them in).

Now, is Teddy's Patronus a hawk, a wolf, or something else? This is going to be fun.

Ellen
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 04:44 am (UTC) (Link)
Well, it was always going to be the Shrieking Shack--I figured people would guess it pretty quickly if I didn't do a quick reveal. ;p

Had to agree with readers about Draco being targeted, but I wanted to just get the Malfoys all off stage, since it's looking like a Cecil B. DeMille picture already! :D I figured that snarking on the Auror division would be a perfectly Draco thing to do in this situation, from the safety of the opposite corner of the world.
marikenobi From: marikenobi Date: October 11th, 2007 04:43 am (UTC) (Link)
Awwww. I can't wait to read the Patronus lessons... Full circle and all that.

:)
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 04:45 am (UTC) (Link)
I'm looking forward to writing them, though I'm a little nervous at doing justice to that particular sequence.
alkari From: alkari Date: October 11th, 2007 04:48 am (UTC) (Link)
A bowl of melon appeared in front of him, and he reached for the salt just as Ruthless did. Um, I knew Americans have various strange tastes, LOL - but do you really put SALT on melon??! Some Scots may put it on porridge, but I've never heard of it on fruit.

Also, I wondered why you suddenly needed that explanation of the Marauders Map at the start of the chapter - it seemed rather unecessary, seeing that most readers will know all about the Map and what Teddy has done with it since he inherited it. It was a jarring note, because everything else so far has been built on an assumed knowledge of the HP world and the events in your previous fics.

Apart from those two aspects, I enjoyed yet another good chapter: Teddy is growing into a very considerate kid, isn't he.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 04:50 am (UTC) (Link)
I just felt like I was leaning too much on presumption of knowledge, is all, like I wasn't doing the grunt work. ;p I mean, JKR could pretty much assume that everyone had read the previous books, but she still re-summarized important stuff. I may take it out, though--these sections are running long as it is.
From: kobegrace Date: October 11th, 2007 04:54 am (UTC) (Link)
Very nice chapter.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 05:01 am (UTC) (Link)
Thanks!
ladylothwen From: ladylothwen Date: October 11th, 2007 06:02 am (UTC) (Link)
Teddy is just a wonderful kid, it makes me sad that Remus and Tonks never got to really know him.

Yay! More Harry. I do adore the boy -- or man -- whatever.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 02:35 pm (UTC) (Link)
Well, they get to know him--they're in the afterlife, they can watch him. But he doesn't get to know them, which sucks big time.
kiwi_kimi From: kiwi_kimi Date: October 11th, 2007 06:03 am (UTC) (Link)
Hey! The Malfoys are in Wellington! Probably doing a Lord of the Rings tour :-)

What a nice kid Teddy is. I've said it before, and I'll probably say it again.

A missing apostrophe here: "The mornings run".
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 02:36 pm (UTC) (Link)
They're on any tour that gets them about as far from Greyback as it's possible to get short of the space shuttle.

I'll get the apostrophe.
obsfuscation From: obsfuscation Date: October 11th, 2007 06:20 am (UTC) (Link)
Yay! Patronus lessons! I can't wait. :)

Brendan is an ass.

I loved Teddy bringing the potion to Vivian. It was just perfect. Checks as an alarm cat is great.

Also, Ruthless + Beater's bat= *hides*
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 02:38 pm (UTC) (Link)
Also, Ruthless + Beater's bat= *hides*

Hopefully, Victoire won't consider such a time really good to turn her into a canary or something...
From: lianna_blanca Date: October 11th, 2007 07:22 am (UTC) (Link)
Nice chapter!

I think you've got a wrong letter here:

Uncle Harry made a point of coming to Teddy, batting the back of his head

BATTING? You mean, I hope, "patting".
vytresna From: vytresna Date: October 11th, 2007 01:02 pm (UTC) (Link)
Nah, it's more of a loving-roughhouse sort of thing. Regionalism?
jedi_chick From: jedi_chick Date: October 11th, 2007 08:24 am (UTC) (Link)
I loved the memory that Teddy stumbled upon--it's really nice to see Remus and Dora in a lighthearted moment before the craziness of DH.

It was very thoughtful of Teddy to make that potion for Vivian. It was also very thoughtful of Neville to want to walk Vivian to breakfast.

I'm glad that Harry seems to have put aside any negative feelings towards the Shrieking Shack--it just feels right that Teddy has his Patronus lessons there.

Looking forward to the lesson to come!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 02:40 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'm not sure Harry's entirely put them aside, but he has, at least, decided not to impose them on Teddy.
amamama From: amamama Date: October 11th, 2007 08:37 am (UTC) (Link)
Lovely chapter. Lots of warm feelings - Teddy caring for Vivian, giving her a painkilling potion; the Marauders insulting Teddy; Remus planting a rose; Tonks looking like a goddess; R/T chatting. *happy sigh* And I do wonder, with he Shrieking Shack being the Lupin household b.T., will Teddy manage to get ownership? Will the laws passed by Voldemort's goons be turned over, and wrongs righted? Hope so, but at least he gets to go to the shack with Harry.

I wondered a bit about salt on the melon - is that a Brit taste? Never heard of it. Ham with melon, otoh...

One small nit: The mornings run of post owls arrived at eight, you're missing an apostrophe.

Thanks Fern, most enjoyable - as always!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 02:42 pm (UTC) (Link)
I think salt on melons may just be a family taste (I mean, aside from watermelon, where I think it's pretty common). But I definitely recall salt on cantaloupes and mushmelons at the breakfast table. However, as two people were distracted by it, Teddy will have eggs now.
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From: fhsaffar Date: October 11th, 2007 10:25 am (UTC) (Link)
But why would werewolves attack the Malfoys? was it even an attack? the prophet article sounded like it was but then they were talking about the "(possible) attack" Sorry I'm confused.

AWWWWWW @ Teddy looking for facial hair! LOL! ROFL!

Fantabulous story!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 11th, 2007 02:44 pm (UTC) (Link)
I figure Greyback attacks in his circle, and is probably pretty pissed off that the Malfoys avoided Azkaban.

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