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Teddy Lupin and the Daedalus Maze, Chapter Twenty-Eight: All Ye Know On Earth, pt. 2 - The Phantom Librarian
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Teddy Lupin and the Daedalus Maze, Chapter Twenty-Eight: All Ye Know On Earth, pt. 2
Teddy had a stint in the Beauty division, where his thinking impressed Maddie enough to ask him for a write-up. Meanwhile, he's found out that his old Maze is "leaking" a bit around the Ministry. Frankie, now helping his father in the publishing business on a more or less official basis, has asked to see more of Teddy's stories.

Table of Contents and Summary So Far




Teddy started taking Dapple out whenever he could, though he kept it to himself, as he didn't care for the "told you so" smirks that other people tended to get--"See, I knew you'd like flying if you just tried it!"

Flying with Dapple wasn't like flying on a broomstick. On a broomstick, Teddy always had the sense of sitting still while the world sped by, the colors and sights blurring into each other until it was all a meaningless stream of movement. Quidditch flying was even worse--a few dives here and there, but other than that, just zipping around the pitch in pointless circles. On Dapple, on the other hand, he felt that he was moving through the world, instead of vice versa. He could skim the trees and see the leaves, taste the rain in the air, smell the green of the summer that was coming on like a great wave. Most of all, he could feel the motion of Dapple's muscles and the warmth of his feathers, the power of his heartbeat, the strength uncoiled with every beat of his wings.

Suspended between the earth and the clouds, far from the noise, with the world spread out beneath him like a lush map, Teddy found that he could see patterns and keep perspective in a way that was impossible on the ground. Here, he thought about the questions he still needed to ask--he was due in Identity at the beginning of June--and here, he put together the ideas that he would write later in his essays for class. He found it easy to put together the end of the story he'd been working on for James, and possible to think about the inevitability of Granny growing old. He needed to do something so that she wouldn't be alone.

Not everything made sense. Donzo's talk of the Animagus spell wanted to make sense, but wasn't really coming together. What happened to Mum and Dad remained a moral mystery. Thinking about the girls in his life didn't make that business any more sensible, though he looked at the year and it made him miss Ruthless enough to ask her for one long Saturday walk in the Forbidden Forest.

They found one of the lesser-used paths, and decided to head up for higher ground.

"I think I took this one first year, when Frankie and his lot first got me into their bad habits," she said, scrambling up a rocky slope. "I don't remember where it leads, though."

Teddy waited for her to reach the top, then climbed after her. "I'm guessing to some kind of clearing, with moss on the rocks."

"There's a daring prediction, Sir Seer." She punched his arm. He took her hand, and she let him hold it as she led the way further in. "It's been a while since I've done this. It's nice out here."

"We should have nicked some breakfast to bring for lunch," Teddy said.

"Maybe we can Summon something. Or catch a fish, if there's a stream."

"Do you know how to do that?"

"I go fishing with my mother sometimes. We make the boys clean the catch. I have to use a line, of course, at least for the next couple of months, but I've watched Mum do the spell." They reached another rocky ascent, and she let go of his hand to climb to the top. She balled her fists on her hips and looked ahead. "Guess what? It's a clearing, with mossy rocks."

Teddy laughed, and joined her. It wasn't even properly a clearing, just an area where the trees were a bit thinner and large boulders rested among them. There were little yellow flowers in the moss. He found one that had room for both of them to sit, and sat down on it. "So... can we resume nonsense over the summer?"

She looked at her hands. "I don't know, Teddy."

"Why not?"

She shrugged, and didn't say anything, but when Teddy put an arm over her shoulders, she didn't push it away, and even leaned onto his shoulder and sighed.

He pressed his cheek briefly against the familiar, springy pillow of red hair. "You were one of my guides in the Maze. In Beauty."

"That's a terrible line, Teddy."

"It's true."

"Who else was?"

"What?"

"You said I was one of them. Who else was?"

"Er... Donzo. And Maurice. And a few other people."

"Weasley?"

"Well... yes."

She nodded and sighed again, then sat up, extricating herself from Teddy's arm, but taking his hand kindly enough. "So, what did I show you?"

"The highlands up near your place. And the islands out there. The northern lights. It was nice."

"Who showed you home?"

"What?"

"Never mind." She leaned her head back and looked around the little patch of forest they were in. "If it were the real me, I'd have picked a place like this. Or maybe that forest down at McCormack's place." She grinned. "Or maybe that little patch of floor behind the tapestry. That's pretty nice, too."

"You can show me that any time you want to," Teddy offered.

She smiled in a strange way, and Teddy understood that the conversation on that point was over. They spent the next hour pleasantly enough, following a stream to a small cave that was inhabited by hundreds of sleeping fairies, then returned to the castle. She went up to her dormitory, and Teddy stayed in the Common Room. Victoire and Marie joined him there, and they were playing a lazy hand of Exploding Snap when Ruthless came back down. Her eyes looked a bit puffy. Marie started to suggest a Charm to fix it, but Victoire shot her a look that made her stop talking. Ruthless joined the game.

Teddy gave up on trying to make sense of it, and spent the next day with Donzo, Maurice, and Corky instead. Corky had also given up on sense, and most of the afternoon was spent trying to sort out an Honoria-related strategy that wouldn't involve him having to ask what she was doing, since that would mean she'd win. Maurice abstained from this activity, choosing to limit his participation to suggesting other girls, a monastery, or perhaps a house of less than stellar repute that was rumored to exist in Knockturn Alley (Maurice was under the impression that Borgin had a controlling interest in it). Donzo suggested a romantic re-asking-out, with flowers and other things that girls liked, just pretending not to have noticed the snub. Teddy thought this a bad idea, and suggested using the articles they were working on for the last issue of the Charmer to casually launch a conversation. Corky didn't think any of them were on the right track.

The next Saturday, the first in June, Teddy went to Professor Longbottom's office to Floo to the Ministry for the last of his evaluations, in Identity. To his surprise, Robards was there instead of Longbottom. He was smiling and hiding something behind him.

"What is it?" Teddy asked.

"Well, I thought you'd like to know--you have a week without the Trace coming to you this summer."

"What?"

Robards brought his hands out from behind his back. The Daily Prophet. He opened it. The front page was dominated by a picture taken at sea. Twenty wizards--Bill Weasley among them, Teddy noted--were aiming their wands at the rotted hull of a ship, which was gushing water as it was pulled up above the surface. The headline read, "Brimmann's Treasure: Sixteenth Century Pirate Ship Recovered Off Of Portuguese Coast." The byline was Priya Patil, a girl who had been a seventh year during Teddy's first year.

He took the paper.

Thanks to an unusual Hogwarts assignment, the wreck of the Accursed, the ship of famed pirate Roderick Brimmann, was recovered yesterday morning by cooperative teams from magical law enforcement and Gringotts Treasure Recovery Unit, led by Bill Weasley. The ship, lost for five hundred years, was filled with treasure plundered from Brimmann's victims. Though by salvage law, Gringotts is able to claim all of the treasure, a substantial donation of it will be made to the Museum of Wizarding History at Tintagel, and chest of gold pieces will be donated to St. Mungo's.

The key finding came not from skilled treasure hunters or dedicated Aurors, but from fifth year Hogwarts student T.R. Lupin, who employed Divination skills to the project assigned by Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Gawain Robards...


"'T.R.'?" Teddy asked.

"She asked what you were called 'these days,'" Robards said, "and I told her it was still 'Teddy,' but she said that if she printed that in the paper, you'd never have a chance to be 'Ted,' because everyone would always call you Teddy. So she used your initials."

"It's my name," Teddy said, then looked again. He supposed that "T.R." really did look better in print. It just felt like it was referring to someone else entirely, who might sign officious sounding letters to the Prophet or charge expensive meals to his well-stocked Gringotts account. He shook his head and muttered, "T.R."

"Do you want to take it to London with you? I'm quite certain your godfather and grandmother will already have copies, possibly framed and hung up in their respective parlors, but you might want to show Mrs. Apcarne."

Teddy nodded and tucked the newspaper into his book bag, where he'd stashed some of his notes on Identity (as well as some of the first James Potter's). It hit something solid, and he heard glass clink. At the very bottom of his bag were several of the jars he'd been meant to collect samples in during the Quarantine. He'd never thought to return them to Professor Morse. He'd have to remember to do that later.

With a nod to Robards, he tossed a handful of Floo powder into the fireplace, and spun away from Hogwarts.
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tree_and_leaf From: tree_and_leaf Date: October 20th, 2008 09:15 am (UTC) (Link)
Donzo's talk of the Animagus spell wanted to make sense, but wasn't really coming together.

I've had that feeling so often - it usually ends with it clicking in a totally unexpected way when I'm thinking about something else.

"So, what did I show you?"

"The highlands up near your place. And the islands out there. The northern lights. It was nice."

"Who showed you home?"

"What?"


Poor Ruth - but she's a smart kid.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 20th, 2008 04:55 pm (UTC) (Link)
I've had that feeling so often - it usually ends with it clicking in a totally unexpected way when I'm thinking about something else.

I know, and it's very frustrating until that happens! Your brain knows it somewhere, but it just won't give up the goods.
From: (Anonymous) Date: October 20th, 2008 09:25 am (UTC) (Link)
First comment? This never happens to me!

I love Teddy and Ruthless. It seems everyone but Teddy knows how crazy he is about Victoire. Poor Ruthless.

And yay, Teddy for finding Brimmann!
aeterna13 From: aeterna13 Date: October 20th, 2008 09:26 am (UTC) (Link)
That was me, and I guess I didn't get first comment after all!
thornyrose42 From: thornyrose42 Date: October 20th, 2008 10:24 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, my inner Teddy/Ruthless shipper just had to curl up into a ball and cry for a bit after reading this chapterlet. Of course I know that her and James will have a jokey yet adorable romance (of the not suitable for a "proper" romance book sort) and it will be brilliant. But at this moment I just feel really sorry for both of them and also kind of impressed by just how good Ruthless is at just getting on with things.

I have to say that I think that your writing of the teenage romance sub plots is second to non, they all feel very real and plausible. And also in the case of Honaria/Corky and the various reactions to it rather amusing.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 20th, 2008 04:58 pm (UTC) (Link)
Ruthless is sensible, despite Teddy's inability to grasp the "sense" of things. She knows that if she lets things get any further, they'll hurt each other a lot more. Although, she's also a crazy Gryffindor and may make one last stand.
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fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 20th, 2008 04:59 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yes, poor Teddy--he just wants some lip time with the girl he likes, and it hasn't occurred to him one iota that Ruthless has some pretty complex thoughts and feelings about the subject!
shiiki From: shiiki Date: October 20th, 2008 11:41 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh Ruthless. My heart hurts for her. She's a smart girl, though, and it's obvious she's already figured out by now what Teddy's still blind to.

Who showed you home?

It just makes me want to hug her tight and tell her it'll be all right in the end.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 20th, 2008 05:01 pm (UTC) (Link)
She probably wouldn't believe it.

I don't think Teddy's realized at all how much his relationship with Victoire has come to the fore--not just kissing her, but letting her clean up his room (and leaving it the way she did it), keeping her plant by his bedside, spending a whole lot of evenings in the Common Room with her. Ruthless knows which way the wind is blowing.
malinbe From: malinbe Date: October 20th, 2008 01:21 pm (UTC) (Link)
Mmm, my bet is that those are the jars of doom. I know, far fetched. Still, my bet.

The bit with Ruth was nice, even if Teddy didn't pick up the meaning of it. Clueless boy.

And I'm beaming at the article. We're so proud of you, T.R.
sgt_majorette From: sgt_majorette Date: October 20th, 2008 03:56 pm (UTC) (Link)

Jars of Doom

I was wondering what the jars were about. Oh, Teddy, please don't take anything else out of the Maze!
purple_ladybug1 From: purple_ladybug1 Date: October 20th, 2008 01:54 pm (UTC) (Link)
Poor Ruthless. She knows Teddy and Victoire are meant for each other, even if Teddy hasn't figured it out yet. Good for Victoire, to notice signs of crying and actually be sensitive about it. Yay Teddy, for winning!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 20th, 2008 05:05 pm (UTC) (Link)
Victoire and Ruthless are actually friends on some level, though Ruthless won't admit to it. Victoire may admit to it, but not to Ruthless being her only real non-related female friend, since she sees herself as fitting in quite nicely, thank you.
willowbough From: willowbough Date: October 20th, 2008 01:55 pm (UTC) (Link)
Teddy seems to be inching closer to the Animagus solution. Will it take a climactic event to get him to put all the pieces together? A trip into his maze, perhaps, or his visit to Identity?

Poor Ruthless. I suspect she sees Victoire coming around the bend, just as Teddy doesn't.

Every time I see "T.R.", I think of Teddy Roosevelt and the doggerel poems made up about his macho exploits when he was runnng for President.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 20th, 2008 05:07 pm (UTC) (Link)
:headdesk: Ah, yes, Roosevelt. I was actually iffy on it because I sort of know a guy--friend of a cousin in a distant state--who goes by "T.R.", but erm, the original T.R. would certainly be a more prominent predecessor, wouldn't he? ;p But I doubt Teddy is ever going to be "Ted," and he needs some grown-up nom de guerre.
From: kobegrace Date: October 20th, 2008 03:25 pm (UTC) (Link)
"Who showed you home?"

"What?"

"Never mind."


Which do you think is harder: Teddy letting go of Ruthless, or Ruthless letting go of Teddy?
From: maxzook Date: October 20th, 2008 04:53 pm (UTC) (Link)
I don't know, but Teddy figuring out Victoire beats either of them.
wotcher_wombat From: wotcher_wombat Date: October 20th, 2008 04:47 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oooh, the jars sound important!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 20th, 2008 05:10 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, I don't know what you mean! Just a little junk in Teddy's book bag...
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kt_tonguetied From: kt_tonguetied Date: October 20th, 2008 07:29 pm (UTC) (Link)
Victoire and Marie joined him there, and they were playing a lazy hand of Exploding Snap when Ruthless came back down. Her eyes looked a bit puffy.

Did I miss something? :S

AWESOME with the Brimmann ship being found! I squee-ed a little bit! TR Lupin sounds like a very author-y name. Like JK Rowling or JRR (I think it's two R's...) Tolkien. He would make a smashing childrens' author. XD
kt_tonguetied From: kt_tonguetied Date: October 20th, 2008 07:32 pm (UTC) (Link)
oh, wait, I got the Ruth thing now. Duh. XP
From: (Anonymous) Date: October 20th, 2008 08:59 pm (UTC) (Link)

m

"who showed you home?"
was beautiful, especially as teddy will end up in the islands, with the nothern lights.
poor ruthless! and teddy is so clueless! she really was brave to let go of him.
her quasi friendship with victoire is always interesting, and i'm curious as to how teddy's identity has changed since the mirror, or if it hasn't changed but the way he sees himself has? anyway, nice chapterlet~m
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: October 20th, 2008 10:30 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: m

It is odd that he ends up in a place he at this point associates with her. Though she ends up there, too.
hungrytiger11 From: hungrytiger11 Date: October 21st, 2008 01:12 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, there is just so much to *love*in this section. You know Ruthless is growing up a lot, with all this talk of her job and not breaking rules and studying for it etc. But, somehow, what really brought home the idea of her growing up was that scene with Teddy. Not only the preceptive question of "Who showed you home?" but that she acted calmly the rest of the day and even after crying, she acted calmly with her. Also Victoire's actions show her growth too.

Yay! for the ship being discovered, and for the whole Teddy-thinks-best-when-flying and for the mysterious bottles O'DOOM too!
darth_pipes From: darth_pipes Date: October 21st, 2008 03:37 am (UTC) (Link)
I've said it before but Ruthless is one incredible character.

Very good, Fern.
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