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“Perhaps they have more subtlety than you?” His chocolate brown eyes were full of contempt.

Teddy clenched his teeth, biting back the sarcastic remark that he was desperate to fling at Smith.

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Teddy fought the urge to transfigure Smith into a lemon. Instead he looked through the paperwork that Harry had given them.

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Teddy looked down at his robes, which were blue with turquoise stars and moons on them.

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“Not at all.” Smith stepped out of the lift ahead of Teddy, a twisted, satisfied smirk flashing across his face.

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John Smith’s snide voice cut into the conversation. “I wouldn’t trust him Moore; he’ll probably fall over his own feet and smash your phial.”

“Oh what would you know pumpkin head?” Teddy was immediately defensive. No-one irritated him in quiet the same way as Smith.

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“Oh do me a favour!” Teddy took two strides away from the desk when he felt something catch him by the ankles. With both hands full he couldn’t save himself. There was a nasty crunch of crystal as he hit the floor and both phials broke.

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He muttered “You should keep that face Lupin, it looks better than anything else I’ve seen you try.”

As Professor Boot Deflated him, Teddy seethed that Smith had managed to avoid trouble. After growing up around George Weasley, he knew what a Trip Jinx Felt like.

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“John Smith.” The two words felt more like two sharp slaps to Teddy.

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“Not able to do non-verbal magic then Lupin? And your parents were an Auror and a Professor? Well they can’t have been any good.” Smith flicked his wand again and Teddy’s arms snapped to his sides, his legs snapped together, he became as rigid as a board and fell over backwards.

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The Arithmancy homework had been particularly difficult and Teddy was glad to be handing it in. As he walked around the room and beautiful idea struck him. He could get revenge for both him and Mabel, who was the subject of some very nasty rumours that had been spread by Smith after their Hogsmeade visit. Words like ‘tart’ and ‘easy’ seemed to follow the poor girl around the place like doxies feasting on fairy eggs. He took Smith’s two rolls of parchment and turned his back. He slipped his wand out of his pocket and under the cover of taking Keith’s essay from him, he whispered “Evanesco”. Smith’s homework Vanished.

At the end of the next lesson, Professor Vector could be heard lecturing Smith about the importance of handing in homework in his OWL year, deaf to his protests that he had handed his homework in, that he’d spent hours researching it in the library.

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He swallowed the rest of his question. John Smith strode into the entrance hall wearing his twisted self-satisfied smirk.

“You! What have you done to her?”

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“LUPIN! SMITH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Professor Longbottom was running down the stairs towards them, swiftly followed by Professor Boot. Teddy took his eyes off Smith and Smith used the opportunity to hit Teddy again in the leg. Blood splattered on the floor and Teddy buckled to his knees as the Professors disarmed them both.

“Right, hospital wing, both of you! You are both in serious trouble!” Professor Longbottom’s voice was strong and commanding. Teddy tried to stand but couldn’t, his arm and leg were bleeding copiously. Professor Boot healed Teddy’s wounds, whispering a song-like incantation as his wand sealed the wounds. The expression on his face was a mixture of shock and anger.

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Suddenly, something hit her. She gave a small “Oh!” of surprise as she fell to the ground. A burly masked man in black robes appeared as if from nowhere. He lifted Amelia off the ground, turned and disappeared again.

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Both Teddy and Amelia seemed to be lifeless, both showing evidence of having been attacked. Blood dripped from Teddy’s nose onto the table, pooling there, joined by the blood that was flowing from the corner of Amelia’s mouth.

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John Smith strolled into the kitchen as though he didn’t have a care in the world.

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“What’s your real name then?”

“Alberich.”

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“I can assure you that I am Alberich. You have a birthmark on your stomach, on the left hand side. How would I know that if I unless I am Alberich?”
She realised that it was true. There was only one word that she could think to say at that moment, despite the fear that was making her heart pound so loudly in her ears.

“Daddy?”