19. Wand
“Harry, can I use your wand?”
“No.”
“Please?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Harry,” Teddy whined.
“NO!”
There was a silence.
“Please?”
Harry sighed. Full name time. “Theodore Remus Lupin, for the last time, I said no!”
“Don’t call me Theodore!” Teddy shouted, glaring, his hair turning bright red.
Harry grinned. “Then don’t act like a three year old. Do I need to count to ten, too?”
“Fine! I’ll get my own!”
The seventeen -year-old stormed up the stairs, stomping on each one. Harry only chuckled. He really would’ve thought that being of age, Teddy would have started carrying it around by now.