Hey I remembered almost all of it!

''Daddy, I'm home!'' I was so nervous, afraid of the answer.
''In the livingroom.''
''Hey, how are you?'' Starting off with the usual.
''Fine. You?'' Fantastic, not wanting to have any conversation at all.
''I am good. Can I ask you something?'' I decided just to go for it.
''Course. What is it?''
''What is your problem?'' The cheeky and frustrated tone was coming up.
''What do you mean by 'my problem'?'' Oh, so he wanted to play that kind of game!
''I shouldn't have to tell you. What is your problem with the fact that I love Teddy?''
''Well honey, it's just--''
''Don't give me the usual dad crap and don't call me honey!''
''Well do you want to be called something else? I am not going to talk the Dad crap! OK? I just think that you are young. That is all. You could have waited to get your career on full track.''
''What is that supposed to mean? Being the Quidditch columnist for the Prophet isn't good enough, every witch and wizard reads my work!''
''I don't mean it like that. You know that I am proud of your achievements.''
''What is it then?! I need to know.''
''Do you know why your mother and I called you Victoire?''
''Of course. You were victorious against Voldemort just before Mum fell pregnant with me.''
''Have you ever thought of what we were implying for your benefit?''
''No. It is just a name!''
''We were hoping that you would be victorious in all areas of life.''
''Like school and stuff?''
''And work, love and hopefully a family.''
''This is all about my name? You don't think that Ted is right for me do you? I haven't been 'victorious' in who I have chosen!''
''Partly yes. I just know that you could have waited and found someone else.''
''I can't believe you. UHHHHH!''
''Hello. I'm home!'' Saved by the French accent of Mum.
As she walked in the room I stormed out, pushing past her.

When I got to my room I sent an owl to Teddy. I needed him badly, desperately.
Within minutes Quaffle came back with a note telling me to pack a bag, he was coming to get me. Just like he had told me, I packed a bag with the usual toiletries, jammies, clothes and some food stolen from the kitchen. I went back to get my half-finished report for work then went to the garden. Nobody heard me, fortunately. I had my wand at the ready to Stun Dad if he saw me.
I knew exactly where I was going. Teddy's apartment in the heart of London. Easy access to the Ministry where Ted worked as Kingsley Shacklebolt's, the Minister, right hand man. He was always away, lets hope that he gets off for the wedding. The balconty was right above the river Thames and it overlooked Big Ben and the Parliament. It was just beautiful. The chimes don't ring during the night on Big Ben as Teddy charmed it not to, Muggles can hear it but not wizards.
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We had travelled by broom, Ted's Dumbledore Express 101, to the apartment. It had been raining so we were pretty wet and were drying off in the kitchen.
''I really don't care about what your bloody name is!''
''Thanks honey!''
''I was named after my Grandfather but also a stuffed bear and I turned out absolutely fine!''
''I know, you turned out more than fine.''
We were now lounging on the big couch together just relaxing. Ted was drawing fireworks in the air with his wand and making shows. My head was on his chest and it was extremely comforting. I kissed his neck and he kissed my forehead.

''Do you know what Vic? You could do with some sleep, actually so could I.''
''Oh really. Well I think I need carried to the bedroom.''
And with that Teddy lifted me up, ran into the room, flung me on the bed and slammed the door shut with his foot.
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