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Oh my god I can’t believe I was actually right
Loki S O1 EP 02
That was the greatest opening scene i’ve ever seen!!!! I just… i can’t explain it was fucking awesome
Also I love Miss Time and “Professor Loki”
Aaaaaaand is the “evil-Loki-variant” maybe Lady Loki????
Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
Look buddy, i’m just trying to make it to Friday.
Why didn’t I know this five years ago
*Tfatws spoilers*
Okay so I need to rant
First of all that suit looks dope as hell
And Sharon is the power broker
-kind of expected but still shocking
That man thanking Bucky and him just staring in disbelief like,,, baby 🥺
Sam‘s speech made me ugly cry and after that I couldn’t stop
I’m so proud of Captain America
And Isiah Bradley deserves the fucking world
Bucky talking to Uri
The last shot where Sam and Bucky where walking away and Sam had his arm around Bucky’s shoulder #sambucky for the win
And then the post credit scene,,,,
aunt Peggy’s gonna come back and kick your ass istg
Now I’m ready for a second season
Bucky, after being dramatic af and dropping all those bullets in front of Zemo:
this move gave me major *german male over 40* vibes
like,,, that just gave me flashbacks to every Schützenfest I’ve ever been to
Beware
✨the soul gazing experience✨
Phil Coulson is turning over in his grave right now
oh my god kids you can’t just ask your dad why he’s white
Why did it look like Agatha fucking fed the twins to senior scratchy ???!!!
istg if they don’t turn out fine by the end of this series I’ll slap some one
Ad in Wandavision ep6
I think the ad is about that time she’s locked in the Raft (Civil War) and can’t use her magic.
The character’s in an island = Raft is in the middle of the ocean
He can’t open the snack named “Yo Magic” = Wanda’s got those cuffs that restrain her magic.
So, basically, the ad’s about this:
monica’s comeback was unreal but darcy and woo’s reactions were priceless
Why does it seem like Monica has beef with auntie Carol ???
Is it because she wasn’t there when Maria got cancer ???
Is it because she wasn’t there to stop Thanos the first time ???
Or is it something else we don’t know yet ???
Yeah alright that makes sense.
Thank you :)
am I the only one who thinks “for the children” and the way they say it sounds wayyyy too much like “hail hydra” ????
Craaazy I love the whole Mephisto storyline but why does he want the twins ??
I don’t really know a lot about the comics
am I the only one who thinks “for the children” and the way they say it sounds wayyyy too much like “hail hydra” ????
am I the only one who thinks “for the children” and the way they say it sounds wayyyy too much like “hail hydra” ????
Born too late to explore the world, born too early to explore the universe...
Born just in time to experience whatever the literal FUCK is going on right now.
every episode of criminal minds
lady: walking down dark alley slowly and alone (everything a woman would never do)
white guy in hoodie: hey
lady: AHH
white guy in hoodie: u look like my mom *stabs her* *takes her toes*
—
emily: and then i got drunk and slammed that bitch’s head into the bar counter
derek: haha thats great-
jj: its a bad one *hands out files*
emily: let me eat you out
(in the conference room)
jj: so yeah this guy stabs ladies. but now, he takes their toes
spencer: hes escalating
hotch: 😡😡😡 wheels up in 30
(zoom in on the plane)
jj: if when you do, but i cannot for the yes of he was what i no 💖 -lil huddy
(in the plane)
emily: sexual sadist
spencer: the history of toes is actually a long starting with the ancient indians they used to-
derek: dont make me put ur head through the plane window pretty boy. although i know you would love that
spencer: 😳😑
garcia on the phone: okay so i made a list of all the white guys in arizona.
derek: i want to taste ur guts
garcia: impale me with ur cock
hotch: thanks garcia 😡😡😡
—
detective alzhiemers: we spoke on the phone and i invited u here but i just want u to know i dont trust a single fucking thing you say. wow agent jareau u got that barbie doll build.
hotch: 😡 where can we set up
(at the crime scene)
rossi: 👁👄👁 he took their toes. but u can see the bone here.
(camera zooms in on derek)
derek: *takes off his sunglasses* *flexes* hes devolving
(at the m.e)
doctor dr. : so basically he kills them. u can see because theyre dead. he takes their toes but its sloppy.
emily: he must be doing it because he doesnt have any toes.
reid: *calling garcia* we need a list
(music escalates)
—
spencer: yeah so basically hes white and a sexual sadist
hotch: mid 30s, his mother didnt love him
emily: HES IMPOTENT because his girlfriend cut off his balls
derek: and he does not have toes. we gotta catch him fast. *picks up a call from garcia*
jj: i will be telling the press so we can get calls about men without toes.
garcia: hey my 12 inch bad dragon dick. i found him- Ben Serialkiller, 54 creep lane. born without toes, his mom kicked him out when he was 5.
derek: thanks babygirl. remind me to kiss ur feet tonight.
rossi: god am i old enough to die
detective alzheimers: actually i think youre completely wrong.
emily: we dont fucking care shut up limpdick
other cops: okay we believe you now
—
(in a dark basement)
spencer: Ben, i get it. u dont have to kill these women. *puts the gun down and takes off kevlar for no fucking reason* my mom tried to kill me too. but im not a serial killer.
white guy in hoodie: you dont get it.
rossi: you dont want to kill her. we can let the world know of your struggle, ben. we will teach them of a world with men without toes.
white guy in hoodie: okay i guess. *lets go of lady* *cries*
hotch: 😡😡😡 *cuffs him*
—
morgan, on the jet: u did good today, kid.
reid: thanks. i wonder what my life would be like if i didnt have 3 lifetimes of trauma on my 27 year old back.
morgan: hahaha
emily, joining in: hahahaha. loser
hotch: 😡😡😡 i wish i had emotions
jj: i miss my kids
emily: can we fuck yet
jj: fine i guess
(picture of the sky)
rossi: And in the end, if I eated soap, no I didnt because I yes ✨ -hitler
I need more of this
Iroh: People work their entire lives to find spirits and access the spirit world. It has taken years of dedication and study for me to reach the small part of it that I’m able to find.
Sokka, who accidentally steered a canoe to where the Avatar had been frozen for a century and then fell in love with the moon and also spent 24 hours in the spirit world that one time and was the only one who the hallucinations flat-out spoke to in the magical swamp: what, like it’s hard?
Avengers Assemble!
Tony, absentmindedly singing as he works because he’s on his fifteenth cup of coffee and -12th hour of sleep: Mama... just killed a man
Stephen, mumbling along from where he’s hovering above the sofa upside down reading a book: Put a gun against his head pulled my trigger now he’s dead
Peter, from the ceiling: Mama... life had just begun but now I’ve gone and thrown it all away
Harley, dropping to his knees and dramatically screaming: M A M A-
Everyone mumbling halfheartedly: OooOOooh-
Harley: DIDNT MEAN TO MAKE YOU CRY IF IM NOT BACK AGIAN THIS TIME TOMORROW
Peter, as he stares into the void: Carry on carry on
Everyone, muttering: As if nothing really matters
Rhodey, who just walked in the room: What the fresh f u c k
“Mom doesn’t get enough love,
So I thought I would show her some” (lexi rabe)
Morgan stark being a proud daughter of iron man/tony stark and rescue/pepper Potts ♥️
Clearly Outmatched
*During the battle of Hogwarts a Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin become cornered and are surrounded by Deatheaters*
Death Eater: “Give up. You are clearly outnumbered.”
“Yes, but you are clearly outmatched.” *The Hufflepuff striding in knocking a half dozen death eaters into the air before anyone has time to react*
*A large group of students charge in as reinforcement and take out the remaining death eaters in the area*
Hufflepuff to the bewildered trio: “Are you going to stand there gaping all day? We have a castle to defend.”
*Hufflepuff turns and runs off to the next area of battle, calling the reinforcements along*
Ravenclaw: “But… how….”
Slytherin: “I find it best not to question the Hufflepuffs too much…”
Gryffindor: “I don’t know about you two, but I’m sticking with them.”
Mother’s Day
Minerva McGonagall was sitting in her office. She had just given detention to the one and only Weasley twins. The Weasley twins, she never thought she would have such trouble makers again since The Marauders. An owl flew through her window with the Daily Prophet. Minerva put 1 Knut in the little bag on the owl’s paw. She rolled the Prophet open and on the front page was a picture of Sirius Black. The sweet boy she once knew, or she thought she knew. Sirius Black, the troublemaker of the year, she had so many good memories of that boy. All the detentions she had given him, the times the Marauders pranked the Slytherins. Sometimes she laughed at their pranks and they would take that as a victory. Mysteriously those trouble makers had wormed their way in to Minerva’s heart, no matter how hard she tried to stop it, it hadn’t worked. Looking back at the paper, she started thinking. She couldn’t believe Sirius would do something so horrible, she had always thought of him as a hard working, brave, mischievous and good friend. She hadn’t expected this, she didn’t believe it. He could not have killed his best friend, the father of little Harry Potter who now had no longer parents and lived with his aunt and uncle. She threw the newspaper in her trash can, not wanting to see the boy she loved as her own, in his prisoner clothes. The whole castle was awake by now. Sirius Black had found his way into the Gryffindor common room, or so Ron Weasley said. Minerva was searching in her hallway for the Black boy. In this hallway was her own bedroom as well. She was looking in one of the classrooms, but there was no trace of Black. She was about to walk away, when she saw a calendar. It was the 12th of May, Mother’s day. Sometimes Minerva wished she could have been a mother, have a child of her own. Looking away fast, she left the room. Minerva was tired after looking through the whole hallway, classroom after classroom. But she still had to be up all night. The last room she had to check was her bedroom. Opening the door, she saw a basket on her bed. She walked towards it, there was a note next to the basket: I’m sorry for all the Mother’s days I have missed. This is for the best mother anyone could ask for. Thank you Minnie. - your son
Minerva was now certain that Sirius Black was in the castle, because no one called her Minnie besides him. Minerva was beyond happy, because she realised something. The boy saw her as his mother, and so do many other students.
The Fifth Roommate: Frank Longbottom
Who didn’t ask questions when the Marauders disappeared once a month
Who helped do Remus’ homework when he was in the hospital wing
Who took notes for all the boys when they were recovering
Who had a chocolate stash that rivals Remus’ but also had a stash of all the boys favourite sweets
Who comforted Sirius when he was coming to terms that he liked his best friend (Remus Lupin)
Who helped Peter in Potions
Who always blushed when the fairy like Alice spoke to him
Who tripped over his own feet when Alice asked him out
Who tried to tell James why Lily didn’t say yes when he asked her out
Who got roped into ‘Get James Potter and Lily Evans Together (This Time It Will Work) Mission 120, This Year’
Who also helped in every other ‘GJPaLET(TTIWW)’ mission until James and Lily finally got together
Who spent the Christmas Holidays with the Marauders
Who became one of the top Aurors of his time
Who proposed to Alice the night they became official Aurors
Who battled The Lestranges three times and won
Who burped in the middle of his vows
Who tripped over his own feet and landed in the wedding cake
Who had his four roommates as his groomsmen plus Marlene as his best man (best woman)
Who was James Potters fourth groomsman
Who danced on the table with all of the Marauders
Who broke the table at Lily and James’ wedding
Who fainted when Alice told him she was pregnant
Who fought death eaters so his child could live in peace
Who never believed Remus or Sirius was a spy
Who cried when he held his son for the first time
Who made Peter Pettigrew and Marlene the godparents to his child
Who stood beside James as the faced Voldemort and won. Three times
Who held his wife as she cried for her son that could be apart of The Prophecy
Who muffled his own tears as he told her everything would be ok
Who fell to his knees when he heard about Marlene
Who wrote his will the night he learned of her murder
Who hugged each of his roommates before he and his family went into hiding
Who made peter Pettigrew their secret keeper first
Who saw the death eaters coming and told Alice to take Neville to his mothers and never look back
Who’s wife refused to leave him, hiding Neville in the house and casting a patrons to send for help
Who took on the Lestrange’s for the finale time and lost
Who never told the Lestranges anything
Who lost his mind
Who couldn’t recognise his own mother or child
Who knows the woman who stays in the same room as him means something to him
Who watches as a man with a scarred face comes at least once a month with the sweets he likes
Who watches the scarred man cry every time he visits
Who watches as the woman gives the boy a sweetie wrapper every time he visits
Who watches as a group of teens look at them in horror, seeing that there is a fate worse than death
Who for the first time since he entered this room smiled when the boy, now a man held a baby in his arms and introduced him as Frank, or as they like to call him, Frankie.
Frank Longbottom was the fifth roommate
He wasn’t a Marauders but he was as good as one
{Credit to @alwaysthesleepingwillow }
The Fifth Roommate: Kingsly
The Fifth Roommate: Brian
all the Hogwarts professors joining together to absolutely roast Lockhart rb if you agree
yellow
a sequel to blue
“Hello, Mr. Lupin,” said Minerva as he welcomed the best addition to her life in the pas 15 years. She would never say this publicly but Teddy Lupin had made himself her new favourite the instant she held him in her arms, mischievous smiles and unexpected looks were all it took for Minerva to fall in love with a helpless bundle of mischief, fourteen years ago.
It was towards the end of May she supposed. Her mind was still foggy about that May even though spring was her favourite. It was funeral after funeral, wounds that needed tending to that kept bleeding and her heart felt like it was about to give up so it was quite understandable that Minerva didn’t remember whether it was early June or late May when she met Teddy and he, of course, wouldn’t remember when that was.
Her heart had belonged to all of her students, she wouldn’t say she loved all of them but she always cherished those she had taught because she thought that it was sacred, the bond between teacher and a pupil. That’s why she was so respectful to but also, very fond of Albus Dumbledore; she had, after all, learned a great deal from him and she felt like somehow, she had taught him as well. But every now and then, she felt her heart belong to some of her students a bit more. Some felt like they were her children even though she never had any. A lot of people said “You’ll understand when you’re a mother” when she was younger but she never had to become a mother biologically to understand the happiness and pain one could feel for their child. She had felt this way about four kids that drove her mad before, all of them long gone now and she had known the pain of losing them. She had felt this way about a messy haired boy that looked so painfully like his father that Minerva thought she confused her love for James Potter for this kid but she was wrong. She remembered her scream as she saw Harry’s limp body and how her heart started beating again the moment she knew he was alive. She also remembered the pride and honour she felt when Harry risked his own life when that bloody idiot had spat at her. Maybe they didn’t share a blood bond but Minerva knew Harry was as good as her son.
The last time she felt like that was late May in 1998, the boy couldn’t even crawl yet when Minerva felt that bond with him. He didn’t have to as far as Minerva was concerned because she could feel the wolf that Teddy’s father hated so much and she could see what his mother had left him with, a gift beyond imagination.
“Professor McGonagall? MINNIE?!”
“You know you can’t call me Minnie on school grounds Mr. Lupin,” reminded Minerva as she pushed her glasses up.
“I’ve been calling your name for a good two minutes now, Professor,” answered Teddy with concern in his eyes.
“I see you’re back to your usual blue hair,” she pointed out, ignoring the elephant in the room. She had tried to get him to have a more normal hair colour at the beginning but she didn’t bother anymore. “How was the patrol?”
“It was boring as usual,” said Teddy and looked at Minerva expectantly. “What was it that you wanted to show me professor?”
Minerva then opened the glass door behind which Dumbledore’s Pensieve was hidden.
“I hope you know what this is.”
“Of course I do. Harry has one just like it,” he replied pridefully. “He used to spend hours watching memories in his room.. he doesn’t do it that much anymore.”
“This particular Pensieve was Albus Dumbledore’s but now I use it to store my memories,” she explained. “I’m sure Harry has shown you a lot of memories about Remus and Nymphadora.”
“Don’t call her that, Professor,” said Teddy with a smile on his face.
“Ms. Tonks, it is then,” as she undid her bun and let her braided hair fall. “If you don’t mind, it’s late and it’s just us.”
“Of course I don’t, Minnie.”
Minerva let that one slide as she looked for the memory she wanted to show the blue haired boy.
“As I said, I am aware that Mr. Potter has shown you quite a lot but he doesn’t have the memories from their years in Hogwarts and I thought maybe you wanted to see them?”
“Of course I do,” beamed Teddy as he moved closer to the Pensieve. “I want to see Harry’s father and Sirius who everyone keeps saying I used to look like. I got to say, I’m not that excited about the rat though.”
“I promise you’re not even going to realise who he is,” said Minerva as she started swirling the memory around in the Pensieve. “He used to be so different, so happy and nice. If he bothers you, a lot of people used to say he is not that hard to ignore. Would you like to go first?”
Teddy took a deep breath after he nodded to Minerva and sunk his face into the silver substance in the marble basin.
Teddy felt the world around the twist and turn. Every single time he did this, he felt nauseous but this time even more so because he had never seen his parents in Hogwarts before roaming in the same corridors he does now, talking to the ghosts and people he knows; he didn’t know what to expect but he still felt like his heart was trying to beat itself dead.
His feet found the floor in the Great Hall. Minnie was standing right next to him but her younger self was watching with an amused look on her face from the teacher’s table.
“10th of March, 1973,” she said with her long fingers on Teddy’s back. “Remus had made the mistake of not telling his new friends his birthday two years in a row.”
His eyes locked onto the chubby little boy standing in between the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables with a huge banner 8 feet in the air that said “Happy Birthday Remus!” with moving confetti on it. The boy was undoubtedly Peter Pettigrew and as Minnie had said, he looked nothing like Teddy had seen him or heard about him.
Teddy then looked at the boy standing on top of the Gryffindor table singing Happy Birthday at the top of his lungs, as flamboyant as can be, his hair shined like it had glitter on it.
“Uncle Sirius?”
“Indeed it is,” replied Minerva shaking her head. “He had a knack for drama as you can see. Azkaban took a lot from him but I can promise you he still had fire in him after all those years.”
Just as Teddy was about to ask about Sirius before that day, another boy jumped on the Slytherin table, a bold move Teddy thought, singing his heart out with a little help from Sonorus and before he could stop himself he blurted out something he knew couldn’t be.
“Is that Harry?!”
“I had the same thought when I first saw Harry in Hogwarts but I thought Harry was James. They look so much alike, it’s so easy to confuse them,” smiled McGonagall. “You’ll see the scar is missing and James’ eyes aren’t green. They come from that lovely lady with red hair rolling her eyes, few seats from your father.”
Teddy couldn’t focus on the red haired girl the moment he laid eyes on his father. Remus Lupin in flesh and blood looking up at his stupid friends shaking his head but also laughing. Teddy could see that the full moon wasn’t near but he could also tell that it wasn’t further away but Remus Lupin was there, just there, his hands covering his eyes slightly. But Teddy could see his yellow eyes were even more alight than usual. Teddy never said his father’s eyes were amber, he thought that amber normalised it when it was anything but normal, even for wizards.
Teddy walked towards his father without even realising it. There was a birthday cake flying towards him, following James Potter’s wand, and he looked genuinely happy. The memories Harry showed him were from a dark time and Teddy knew that. Even when Remus smiled, Teddy could see the darkness in his yellow eyes carrying the weight of the war. Teddy had seen his father this happy only one more time and he had watched that memory countless times with and without Harry, it was the one where Remus had joined them in the cottage and asked Harry to be his godfather. His hand reached for his father as he made a wish for his birthday and a loud bang came from the dungeons.
“That was your present,” grinned Sirius as a boy whose face seemed familiar from Daily Prophet came into the Great Hall with his wand out and walked straight towards the four boys. “No one can make fun of you but us, Lupin but most importantly no one can mess with you but us.” The last thing Teddy saw was some unflattering additions to the Slytherin’s face before the memory became foggy.
“A few spells flew around after that, I honestly can’t remember what happened,” apologised McGonagall. “However, I do remember why the boys did that to that idiot. He had made fun of your father’s scars implying some ugly things about your grandparents as well as Remus and well, no one messes with the Marauders but the Marauders.”
Minerva was looking around the shelves again as Teddy tried to understand how everything turned out the way it did. It didn’t make sense that these kids were like this 15 years before Teddy was born and now, there was no trace from any of them. Teddy’s mind couldn’t fathom how it went so utterly horrific that this was the only way him and Harry could see their parents again and Sirius barely got his name cleared. He didn’t get how Professor McGonagall was still standing after all this.
“Ah, here it is,” she exclaimed pulling Teddy from wherever he was. This one was actually one of her favourite memories. She wasn’t as interested in the pink haired Hufflepuff girl while she was in Hogwarts as she was with the Marauders but Nymphadora Tonks held a special place in her mind as a fellow shapeshifter.
She was never close to Tonks as Molly Weasley was but that didn’t mean that Minerva didn’t enjoy her subtle mischief and the joy she was able to spread around her. Maybe she wasn’t as school appropriate as some around her but she had a gift that she hadn’t abused, not once. It seemed to Minerva that Tonks used that to cause some problems for Filch or for the students that pissed her off. Minerva had noticed that even though she had the ability to morph into whoever she wants to look like, Tonks always looked like herself, the only things that changed permanently were her hair colour and her eye colour. Andromeda complained about how she didn’t even remember what colour Tonks’ eyes were when she was born but Minerva knew deep down how proud Andromeda was of the self-love her daughter had because Andromeda’s family had destroyed hers in a matter of seconds. Minerva thought Andromeda should have been proud of herself for bringing up a daughter like Tonks after having the worst possible examples in her life.
Minerva poured the liquid into the Pensieve again and motioned to Teddy to go ahead. The blue haired boy sank his face into the memory and Minerva followed right after he slipped away.
Teddy recognised the bubble gum pink even before he was standing still in McGonagall’s memory. She had a black and yellow scarf around her neck, the air was dark and it was raining outside. His mother was standing next to a Gryffindor that Teddy recognised to be Uncle Charlie, granted he had a lot less scars back then not that he was complaining about any of them. Charlie Weasley had shown Teddy some memories as well but Teddy didn’t remember this particular one. There was a smaller Hufflepuff girl hiding behind Tonks looking terrified beyond belief as if she had just seen a basilisk. Tonks and Charlie were talking heatedly to a Slytherin boy who looked like he was older and Charlie was trying to calm everyone down but Teddy could see his mother get aggravated. They both had a tell, you see, when they were trying to tame their anger and Teddy had never seen his mum do it but he still did the same thing when he was trying to bite his tongue. Teddy thought maybe he should believe when people say “You’re more like your parents than you know”. They moved closer and now Teddy could hear what they say.
“You should probably tell your parents that he’s been gone for a while now,” said Tonks with a hidden impatience in her voice but seemingly very calm. “Maybe they should stop feeding you these stupid thoughts.”
“You’re no better than her, are you Tonks?” shot back the older Slytherin boy. “Daughter to a blood traitor and a mudblood, such filth. I mean understandable how you both ended up in Hufflepuff, the Hogwarts garbage.”
“Tonks, NO!” yelled Uncle Charlie as he tried to grab Tonks before she could throw herself at the Slytherin boy. He slightly succeeded and moments later young McGonagall arrived at the scene ordering Charlie to take Tonks away and taking several points from Slytherin.
“You’ll see when we flatten you in Quidditch,” she kept yelling as Charlie tried to take her away, Teddy noticed that her hair was changing to a bright yellow matching the colour on her scarf. “Filth, my ass. At least my parents aren’t murderous FREAKS!”
“Nymphadora Tonks!” hissed McGonagall sternly. “Enough! How do you plan on becoming an Auror if you cannot even control your nerves?”
“Well when I’m an Auror, I will be able to hex idiots like him s—”
“That’s not what being an Auror is about Ms. Tonks and I hope you know that,” corrected McGonagall with a very asserting voice that Teddy’s mum stopped kicking and screaming. “Twenty points from Hufflepuff for your lack of self-control. Dismissed.”
“Yes, ma’am,” she whispered back and walked away with her yellow hair and white knuckles.
They travelled back to Minerva’s office and Teddy starting pacing up and down.
“Why would you take points from her?” he yelled without intending to. “She had a point.”
“She indeed did have a point,” she began soothingly. “But she didn’t know how to prove it and whether you want to be an Auror or not, violence is always the last answer; she had to learn that even though she had a point in getting angry at that idiot. After that day, she became more careful. If she didn’t learn some of those things in Hogwarts, Alastor would have never taken her as a student. In a way, those twenty points taken were for her benefit.”
“If you say so.”
“I showed you that memory to show your mum’s compassionate side even since when she was in Hogwarts,” continued Minerva. “I think she gets that from your grandmother. Andromeda always had a way of caring for others like she was never taught not care for anyone else but purebloods.”
They stood there in silence for a while as Teddy sat down and looked around the room, trying to take the memories in. He definitely wanted to see more but he didn’t know if he wanted to taint the ones he had seen tonight, he just needed some time to digest these and then he could come more.
“Can I come another night for other memories?” he asked silently without meeting the Professor’s eyes.
“I can imagine it can be too much at once,” she replied. “Of course you can come another night, just let me know beforehand so we can arrange a meeting, I’m still the headmistress after all.”
“Thank you, Minnie.”
“I called you here mainly to tell you that I see so much of them in you Mr. Lupin,” confided Minerva as he walked towards the door with Teddy. “It’s not just your looks or your abilities that makes me say that but it’s the way you smile and your eyes shine when you’re around the people you love. It’s the way you stand up for others and are willing to go the distance to make sure someone is happy or fine. That’s because your parents live in you, in me, in Charlie Weasley, in your godfather, in Molly, in Ginny and in so many others. It’s because they have left a mark on everyone they have met and through them, even though you never got to meet them properly, you’re more like them than you know.”
Teddy was barely holding his tears back but he could see that Professor McGonagall was on the verge of crying as well. Before he left, he built the courage and moved as quickly as he can to give her a hug. However what he expected to be a short lived hug turned into one of the most comforting hugs Teddy ever felt, it felt like his grandmother was hugging him and Teddy let go in that moment. Because Minnie was right, all these people tried their absolute best to make sure Teddy was able to see and know his parents as much as he could and that’s why even though he didn’t realise he had taken after them.
“Thank you once more Professor,” he said as he pulled away.
“You can call me Minnie in this room Mr. Lupin,” smiled Minerva before she opened the door. “Now, off you go.”
Teddy Lupin walked to his room wiping his eyes but with two new memories to dream about at night.