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Teddy Lupin and the Daedalus Maze, Chapter One: A Professorial Party, pt. 1 - The Phantom Librarian
Spewing out too many words since November 2003
Teddy Lupin and the Daedalus Maze, Chapter One: A Professorial Party, pt. 1
Well, continuing with Teddy's odd-numbered years, I guess, here's O.W.L. year. And Career Advice year, which in Teddy's case conveniently means mirroring an important element in Harry's fifth year! Which I totally hadn't thought of when I dreamed up a job.

In terms of which JKR comments I'm going to incorporate and which I'm going to ignore--I just can't undo the Bill/Fleur family I made, so I'm going to leave them as they've been. Victoire will still have her three sisters and two brothers. Since JKR's math on her birthday makes no sense with the epilogue (file it under "O" for "Oh-dear-maths"), I'll take the epilogue over the comments and keep Victoire two years younger than Teddy as well, though I guess I can give her a May birthday instead of a November one. It's just as easy, on the other hand, to switch out Percy marrying Penelope (since she was only mentioned once) and have him marry some other girl named Audrey. The Angelina issue is a bit harder, since George will have to go from having a Muggle wife to a witch wife, and Dennis will have to marry Alicia Spinnet instead, I suppose, or maybe Katie Bell, but I'll work it out if they come up. Also, I'd briefly mentioned Blaise marrying Cho, which doesn't work with Cho marrying a Muggle, so Blaise will marry some other minor D.A. member (maybe whichever Chaser Dennis doesn't marry!) and Cho... well, I'll get into it in this story if it fits, though I've mentioned it in the challenges. Until I finish this story, I'm not going to worry about trying to adjust to any new info. Too hard to keep up! ;p

Anyway, I'm just going to jump in. I have an idea where it's going, if not a whole outline. I'll take JKR's fifth-year lead and start with the weather.

The rain had been coming down hard for four days, and London had taken on the soggy, dispirited look of a wet newspaper, with gray skies leaking ink out over the grass and streets and pavements, turning them to dark mud. Birds flapped about with their feathers bedraggled and grimy, ill-tempered wet stray cats foraged in soaking garbage piles for food, and shut-in children--Muggle and magical--were beginning to make nuisances of themselves as their parents searched helplessly for something to keep them entertained.

No part of the city was soggier than the run-down, seedy square at Grimmauld Place, and children and parents had taken to avoiding one another, the parents beginning to have anxious thoughts about cabin fever. At Number Eleven, half a dozen twelve-year-old girls had commandeered the basement, where they'd set up a Ouija Board. The girl who lived in the house--one Isabel Nelson--had long insisted that the neighborhood was haunted, particularly the strange house next door, and the rainy day seemed a good opportunity to explore the claim. An old drunk had once told Isabel that Number Twelve had just appeared from nowhere one day thirteen years ago, but of course everyone else said that was nonsense--Number Twelve had always been there, where it belonged. Houses did not simply appear and disappear, and they had memories of it being continuously inhabited by the odd Mr. Potter, and his family before him, for as long as anyone could recall. What the Potters did was anyone's guess, but people seemed queerly uninterested in the question.

At Number Thirteen, toddlers were quite literally trying to climb the walls. Their father ground his teeth and tried not to lose his temper at the third tale about hearing a lion roaring next door. It wouldn't do to lose one's temper in quarters this close. He turned on the television and put in a video about cartoon lions fighting on the savanna, and it served as a temporary mollification.

Inside Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place, there was far too much magic going on for such a simple diversion. The Potter children--James, Al, and Lily--and their cousins, Rosie and Hugo Weasley, were annoyed by the weather, and by their exclusion from the goings on among the grown-ups. Their grandmother was doing her best to keep them distracted by Conjuring magical lions and promising that they would all have a very lovely time together tonight, but to no avail. Five children between the ages of five and eight fed one another's restlessness quite effectively. Eight-year-old James was particularly outraged that someone who was no more a grown-up than he was would be with the grown-ups tonight, while he himself was being left behind. The horrible unfairness of the situation had resulted in frequent runs up the stairs to a bedroom where a fifteen-year-old boy paced nervously among piles of discarded clothes.

The door opened with a bang--again--and James stormed in. "Couldn't you ask them to let me come?" he asked with no preliminaries. "I'd do everything you say, Teddy!"

Teddy Lupin stopped pacing. His hair, currently a bilious shade of green, stood up straight and formed itself into a high fan, then fell down over his ears and turned black. He was wearing blue jeans and an old white vest. A gold ring on a heavy gold chain swung gently over his spreading chest. His body, used to his quick shifts in shape, seemed to be impatient with the slower shifts brought about by nature, and his latest growth spurt had left him all sharp elbows and knees on his long, thin limbs. Without magical help, all of his trousers were too short for him. All summer, he'd lived in shorts, but shorts wouldn't do tonight. He'd just have to shrink his legs. That was all there was to it. They couldn't stop him morphing, even if they tried to make a rule about it.

"Teddy!" James said, interrupting him.

Teddy shook his head. "Sorry, James," he said. "It's for grown-ups."

"You're not a grown-up. You're just fifteen!"

"Yes, but Professor Longbottom invited me anyway. I'm nearly grown."

"I'll be nearly grown in just seven years, then!"

Teddy tried another approach. "I don't think your Mum wants you at this sort of party..."

"Mummy's going to it. She and Aunt Hermione and Luna and Professor McGonagall all said that it couldn't just be for the boys, and they were going because they're Neville's friends. I'm Neville's friend. Shouldn't I go?"

"Well, I'm sure she thinks you'd be bored. It'll probably be very boring. You'll have more fun here with Granny Molly and Granddad Arthur and the cousins."

"If it's boring then why must you go? You could stay and play with us. I made up a story about Checkmate and Martian!" He smiled brightly. "They go to Neville's wedding, and they have to stop pirates from stealing the presents."

"James, no," Teddy said, then sighed at James's crestfallen expression. "Look, you can be in charge of Checkmate tonight." He scooped his cat off the floor (she'd been chasing his socks as he tossed each pair away) and handed her to James. "Take her on an adventure. Maybe Kreacher will let you explore his cupboard for mice, if you ask him nicely."

James pouted over Checkmate's head. "Why do you have so many clothes out?"

Teddy wasn't about to tell him that it was because he'd been discarding them like he'd done before his first date for two hours because he wanted something that didn't look childish, but also didn't look like he was trying to hard to look like an adult, and he wasn't having any luck. So he just said, "I don't know."

"What's going to happen at the party?"

"I don't know."

"Why do they call it a stag party? Is Dad going to make his Patronus? My granddad was a stag when he was an Animagus."

"I'm not sure, probably not, and I knew that; they called him Prongs." Teddy went back to searching through his clothes. Donzo's tour tee shirt was out. Lee Jordan liked his music, but no one else listened to it, and they all thought he was an act for kids. There was a leather jacket that had belonged to Teddy's grandfather, Ted Tonks, and Teddy rather liked it, but he thought it would look like he was trying to imitate someone. Granny had bought him some dress robes, but it wasn't really a dress robe sort of party, at least according to Uncle Harry. Other than the new robes he'd just bought for school--much too fussy for a stag party--his robes were ill-fitting and worn out. He'd put one on earlier and thought he looked like he was copying a picture of his father... and not from any of the rare times Dad had been able to make ends meet. All he needed were patches on the patches, and he thought he could pass. Which was altogether a bad idea when he was going to be surrounded by Dad's friends and students, who already tended to make a great fuss about how much Teddy looked like him. He frowned at the mess, then looked at James, who was watching with a puzzled sort of expression. "Hey, James, why don't you tell me the Checkmate story. I bet she'd like to hear it, too."

James brightened immediately and sat down on the camp bed where Teddy had slept last night. Checkmate squirmed, but didn't force James to let her go, and started purring when he got his knuckles under her chin and began scratching. "Right, so Checkmate and Martian were both here one day, when an owl came--"

"And they thought, 'lunch!'" Teddy said.

James made an attempt at a rude gesture he'd seen Teddy's friends make, but used entirely the wrong fingers. "It was a special owl and it told them that they couldn't eat it, because it had an invitation for them, and the invitation said that they must go to the wedding for Professor Neville Longbottom and Hannah Abbott, who wasn't a professor at all, just a lady he liked. And there were going to be presents everywhere..."

Teddy let James's voice wash over him. It was the same kind of nonsense story James always made up. Checkmate had become an expert in karate, and had a human friend named Julia. Martian had Uncle Harry's Invisibility Cloak, which James had decided long ago was really the special invisibility cloak from the old fairy tale about the three brothers. (Uncle Harry gave him a quizzical look the first time he heard this--he always seemed surprised by James's imagination--and said, "Well, James, I suppose you never know, do you?") Checkmate, Martian, and Julia all hid under the Cloak to spy on pirates and see if they meant to steal the presents. James was just getting to the part where the pirates had laser guns and the cats had to learn flame freezing spells when Uncle Harry leaned in the door and said, "Teddy, it's just about time to go." He looked at the pile of clothes. "I'm never Summoning your trunk for you again. Just close your eyes and grab something."

Feeling quite stupid being caught at this, Teddy closed his eyes and plunged his hand into the nearest pile. He came up with a clean white tee shirt that he'd already passed over a few times, thinking it would look like underwear, or that Neville would think he was treating it like some party in the Hufflepuff Common Room with his classmates. He pulled off his vest then put it on.

"That's fine," Uncle Harry said.

"I have to shrink my legs," Teddy told him. "My jeans--"

Uncle Harry flicked his wand, and the jeans grew two inches, covering the gap that showed his bony ankle. "Anything else that needs adjusting?"

Teddy looked at himself. He was in nearly the same clothes he'd started with this morning, though the new white tee shirt was cleaner than the old one. He shrugged.

Uncle Harry rolled his eyes. "I'll take that as Fifteen for 'no.' You know, there's no one there you haven't actually known since I was dragging you around in a giant sun hat and dark glasses."

Teddy felt his face go red. "Uncle Harry!"

He grinned. "I think I still have that hat around, thought I'd save it for your children, in case they turn out to be Metamorphmagi. I could Summon it for you..."

"No, thank you."

"Come on, we have to go. Lee and George have something planned. Wouldn't want to miss it."

"Uncle George has a plan?" James said, standing up. "Please let me see! I want to see Uncle George's joke!"

"Not this time," Uncle Harry said. He leaned over and kissed James's head. "Your grandmother's in charge. You be good make sure that the littler children don't give her too much trouble, all right?"

"All right," James said, kicking absently at Teddy's discarded vest. "But Lily never does what I say."

"I can sympathize," Uncle Harry said, and herded both boys out of the room. At the bottom of the first flight of stairs, he shooed James off into the front room, where the others were trying to learn a song from Molly. Once James was securely on the floor between Al and Rosie, Uncle Harry shook his head and led Teddy downstairs. The fire was already going, and Ron, Hermione, and Aunt Ginny were waiting for them. Ron was dressed exactly as Teddy was, and the women were wearing tennis shoes and short-style robes.

Aunt Ginny was smiling brightly. "I'm going to dance with everyone, Harry, and you'd best not say anything about it, or you'll find yourself crawling with bats."

"As long as I can avoid dancing, I'm fine with the arrangement."

Aunt Ginny laughed and kissed him.

Ron shook his head and looked at the ceiling. "Are we going or not?"

Hermione answered by taking the jar of Floo powder from him and throwing a generous handful into the fire. "The Hog's Head!" she called, then gave the jar to Teddy, stepped into the green flames, and disappeared.

Teddy took a deep breath, grabbed the sparkling powder and tossed it into the fire. "The Hog's Head!" he said, then stepped into the placeless space of the network, and hurtled off toward an alien world.
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fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 10th, 2008 04:04 pm (UTC) (Link)
But... oh, dear. They're taking a fifteen year old to Neville's stag party. This will be... well, interesting.

Ha, yes. Lee and George are anxious to bring Teddy fully into the group, where they can play poker and make off-color jokes, but I'm not entirely certain Teddy's ready for a traditional stag party. Then again, a traditional one probably wouldn't include Ginny, Hermione, Luna, and Professor McGonagall... ;p
ada_the_mental From: ada_the_mental Date: March 10th, 2008 10:03 am (UTC) (Link)
You're writing more Teddiness!Yay! :D
And I'm glad your sticking to your own Victoire's family. Much more weasley-ish than the one she came up with if you ask me.

God, it's so annoying when none of your clothes fit you anymore. I remember how it felt when I finally had to admit that my fave shirt really didn't fit and give it to my little sister...

OT: Is it too irrational to think that JKR has some nerve to dare wish Remus a happy birthday after what she did to him? As if it's not hard enough for a fictional character to celebrate a b-day without being dead on top of that. :/
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 10th, 2008 04:05 pm (UTC) (Link)
Not at all irrational. I'm closing my eyes and trying not to think about Remus! The nerve, really.
daksian From: daksian Date: March 10th, 2008 10:22 am (UTC) (Link)
Hi! Yet another lurker taking the plunge and popping up to praise your work! I discovered your Teddy stories a few months ago, and was quite gratified to see someone take up the fanfic opportunity that JKR left everyone with the next generation. I've also started reading your R/T stories, and they are just as good. Indeed, reading Shifts and Shades really brought the Teddy stories into much greater focus.

Your work is truly phenomenal, and I admire your attempt to be canon and interview-consistent, though I think it's a losing battle with the latter. Nevertheless, I like your compromise. I too like the Bill/Fleur family you've constructed, and I'm glad you're not changing it.

I've also thoroughly enjoyed your challenge drabbles and the ongoing storyline you seem to have developed for the course of Teddy's life. Your OC's are excellent, well-thought out characters (especially Ruthless!). I had to admit I grinned like a fool when you paired her up with James. My own girlfriend is 8 years older than me!

I'm very excited about this new story. I know you're struggling with Safe, and I wish you the best with it, but I found you through Teddy first, not R/T, so my selfish side is glad you've returned to him!

I can already see Teddy at fifteen is going to be a good source of entertainment, as is James at eight. I shook my head at Ginny's declaration of dancing with everyone, and laughed at Harry's response. There's a relationship that is solid and confident! Still Harry, learn to dance a little!

Neville's stag party at the Hog's Head, huh? Sounds like it should be interesting, but...*sighs for Vivian*

Jeez, one installment and I'm already chomping at the bit for the next one! Thanks so much for sharing your work!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 10th, 2008 04:07 pm (UTC) (Link)
Welcome aboard! :) Glad you like the Teddy stories.

I think Harry will just always feel like a horse's hindquarters trying to dance, though...
sophiap From: sophiap Date: March 10th, 2008 10:39 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, hooray! I was delighted to see this pop up on my friends list this morning. The James-Teddy interactions are, as always, precious.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 10th, 2008 04:07 pm (UTC) (Link)
Thanks! I do enjoy James and Teddy.
rotae From: rotae Date: March 10th, 2008 10:50 am (UTC) (Link)
Okay. I cannot express my absolute overwhelming JOY at you writing Teddy's 5th year! ZOMG ZOMG ZOMG!!!!!!!!!!!!

*runs off to draw a Teddy for joo* :D

*flailtackleglomps* :D

fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 10th, 2008 04:09 pm (UTC) (Link)
YAY! Glad to bring joy.
nundu_art From: nundu_art Date: March 10th, 2008 11:08 am (UTC) (Link)
A new Fern story!!!!! About Teddy!!!!!!!! What a great way to start the morning! (now I'm late for work ;-D )
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 10th, 2008 04:10 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oops, sorry about the late! :D
beceh From: beceh Date: March 10th, 2008 11:17 am (UTC) (Link)
Excellent! More Teddy! Glad to see you writing again :-)
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 10th, 2008 04:11 pm (UTC) (Link)
It's so good to be writing. I feel better today than I have in ages!
rdprice29 From: rdprice29 Date: March 10th, 2008 11:24 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, HOORAY! Another Teddy!verse story. XD

What an excellent start! As always, I love, love, LOVE your Harry - Teddy interaction. It's just perfect. I can't wait to see where you take this story, it's sure to be brilliant!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 10th, 2008 04:12 pm (UTC) (Link)
I hope it'll be good. :crosses fingers:
summoner_lenne9 From: summoner_lenne9 Date: March 10th, 2008 11:26 am (UTC) (Link)
I thought I'd see some sort of story from you today :). Certain Marauder's birthdays and all, you know. :).

My first reaction to seeing this on my flist was rather terrible, it was something along the lines of *HEADDESK* I'm never going to get Safe.... but of course, that's absolutely terrible lmao. And I adore Teddy, so any chance to read more of his odd-numbered years at Hogwarts (who needs even numbers after all? When thought about that, my fav HP books are the odd numbered ones anyway!) is happily welcomed :).

Anyway, was very amused by very-teenager changing-outfits Teddy (which reminds me I need to go and pick out my outfit for today, since I was going to use the full extent of my wardrobe to get a Tonks-esque outfit in honor of Remus's birthday. Yes, I have problems :).) and was also very amused by the stag party, and Ron still being uncomfortable with Harry and Ginny, and Number 12 randomly appearing (I actually had thought, while reading the beginning- wait, what would have HAPPENED to it? Would it still be Unplottable or- and then you answered a few lines later, heh.)

And, of course, James going "I bet you this is the Awesome Invisibility Cloak of Doom from the Three Brothers!" And Harry going.... o_0.

I spotted a couple typos on my read, but I can't find them now. If I'm bored and re-read this (very likely to happen) I'll point them out :).

Anyway, looking forward to more! ^_^
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 10th, 2008 04:15 pm (UTC) (Link)
I figured there might be a headdesk or two, but I didn't seem to be getting anywhere with my Safe-block, so it appeared to be a choice between writing a Teddy story and not writing, rather than between a Teddy story and Safe.

I was going to have 12GP still invisible, but I figured that might be even harder to explain to the neighbors than one moment of a sudden appearance, which could be fixed by memory charms. People coming and going to and from nowhere every day, though, might be tricky!
marikenobi From: marikenobi Date: March 10th, 2008 12:22 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yay more! Love Teddy!!!

as for JK's comments... I've stopped paying attention to them (too many to keep track off) so for me whatever you say that is not in the book goes!
carlinpaddy From: carlinpaddy Date: March 10th, 2008 03:51 pm (UTC) (Link)
I want to read where she comments, please send a link?
bends From: bends Date: March 10th, 2008 12:45 pm (UTC) (Link)

This just totally made my morning
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 10th, 2008 04:20 pm (UTC) (Link)
Glad to be of help!
thornyrose42 From: thornyrose42 Date: March 10th, 2008 01:07 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh this has cheered me up so much! I've got some horrible lurgy at the moment but there is nothing like the start of a new Teddy story to make me feel like jumping up and cartwheeling around the room (if I could cartwheel, which I can't).

I have absolutly no idea what the Daedalus Maze means for Teddy's coming year, which just makes it all the more exciting really, although it does remind me of our purple Mr Diggle. Ooh special apperence from him possibly? I always had a soft spot for him in the books.

Anyway, Teddy!!! All grown up and worrying about what clothes to put on. My heart goes out to him. He really has reached that really awkward phase hasn't he? Short answers, slightly sullen, although of course he is still just about willing to make time for James being Teddy and all. I loved Harry's comment about shrugging being "Fifteen for 'no.'" I completly agree, although of course it is also Fifteen for "yes", "dunno" and "stop asking me so many questions".

I've got quite a large soft spot for your James as well, although when I read about him at twelve or what ever it was in the Epilogue I wasn't too impressed, his desperation at being left out of the party was just perfect. I can completly sympathise with the poor boy and with the fact that his little sister never does what he says.

And your opening was amazing. A real contrast to OotP as was the intention no doubt. the description was beautiful, no one else would think of comparing London in teh rain to a wet newspaper but I read that discription and thought "Yes, how perfect." I particularly liked the comments upon the girl with her Ouija board I bet they'll have fun scaring each other silly.

Anyway, great start Fern I can't wait for the next bit of the chapter.
vytresna From: vytresna Date: March 10th, 2008 02:30 pm (UTC) (Link)
Daedalus designed the Minotaur labyrinth from the Theseus legends, and was trapped in there with his son up till he designed the waxed-over wings that spawned all that "flew too near the sun" imagery. Still don't know what it has to do with Teddy, but I've got a general idea of what it's going to be, anyway.

Anyway, those first few paragraphs are just the way JKR would start a book. Rawk.
willowbough From: willowbough Date: March 10th, 2008 01:10 pm (UTC) (Link)
Huzzah! More Teddy--and his O.W.L. year too. Even better. And I'm glad that you're keeping your take on the post-Voldemort era largely intact. It has its own internal consistency and there's no way a fic writer can integrate every single random detail the (living) author lets slip in post-canon interviews, not without going absolutely bonkers.

Teddy at 15, trying to bridge the gap between childhood and adulthood, is a pleasure to read. But will we be seeing CAPSLOCK!Teddy in this story?
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 10th, 2008 04:25 pm (UTC) (Link)
I think CAPSLOCK Teddy is hovering.

I decided that "going absolutely bonkers" wasn't a good idea. :D
shiiki From: shiiki Date: March 10th, 2008 01:27 pm (UTC) (Link)
Wow, I didn't expect a new Teddy story coming, but it is most welcome! This is delightful - Teddy showing signs of being very fifteen ... James wanting to tag along (and I love that he hit upon the truth about the Cloak without knowing it. ♥)

Neville's stag party is going to be interesting, I'm sure. Looking forward to it!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 10th, 2008 04:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
I wasn't initially planning another long Teddy story, but I wasn't sorry to have it occur to me, either.
hermia7 From: hermia7 Date: March 10th, 2008 01:28 pm (UTC) (Link)
Ok, I haven't even read yet but I have to say two things:
1. I got an actual thrill of joy when this popped up at the top of my friends list this morning.
2. Then when I checked my bloglines Leaky had posted that March 10 is Remus's birthday! Whee!
hermia7 From: hermia7 Date: March 10th, 2008 02:29 pm (UTC) (Link)
Woot, love it. Thank you for more Teddy!!!

One awkward-sentence nitpick:
Teddy wasn't about to tell him that it was because he'd been discarding them like he'd done before his first date for two hours because he wanted something that didn't look childish,
Might read more clearly as:
Teddy wasn't about to tell him that it was because he'd been trying and discarding them for two hours--just like he'd done before his first date--because he wanted something that didn't look childish,
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