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Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Harry Potter or any other characters, except Aunt Anna, she's all mine :)

There was a flash of turquoise before Teddy Lupin woke with a start. He groaned to himself; every time he got to that point of the dream he woke up. The colour was oddly familiar, as though it had been part of a previous life-time. Yet Teddy couldn't help but think it had something to do with his dead parents.
Just as he was reaching for his socks (a blue striped pair if you'd like to know), his eyes caught the worn picture pinned to his wall. In it was his mother, Nymphadora Tonks, a shock of bubble-gum pink hair on her head, arm in arm with his father, the brave, noble and smart Remus Lupin. These personalities for his parents had been made up. Teddy, who had never met them, had created the best parents imaginable, telling himself that they had wanted him and they didn't abandon him at his Aunt Anna's.
Aunt Anna was not the kind of aunt to cuddle you, sneak you sweets or shower you with hugs. In fact, she was quite the opposite. Tall and thin with sandy brown curls that sat like a bird's nest on the top of her head, she was a squib and much resented her only sibling and wizard, Remus. Teddy had been living with Anna since his grandmother died when he was four. After the death of Andromeda, Teddy had been taken by none other than Kingsley Shacklebolt (that's Minister Shacklebolt to you) to the childhood home of Remus and Anna Lupin, where he currently still resides.
From day one, Anna had made her dislike for wizards clear, she refused any magical pictures, newspapers and items in the house. Broomsticks and exploding snap were not appropriate activities. Even when Teddy performed his first piece of accidental magic Anna did not celebrate or praise him. In fact, he was grounded for a week. Teddy had lived in the attic of the Lupin house for as long as he could remember. At the dark, dusty end of it, he had found several cob-webbed boxes, all of them containing newspaper articles, photographs and letters showing the life of Remus Lupin. It was from these boxes, which he had never told Aunt Anna about, that he learned he was a wizard, about a man called Harry Potter and just how bold his father and his friends, the "Marauders" had been when they were at Hogwarts.
Teddy had dreamt of going to Hogwarts since he heard all of his father's adventures there; sneaking out at night, pulling pranks, running around in the Forbidden Forest after some rabbit or "furry little problem", why, even the classes seemed so exciting to Teddy. Yet he simply did not expect that Anna would ever let him go.
Several people had tried to visit Teddy many times; most of the visitors seemed to have vivid red hair. But all of them had been turned away by Aunt Anna and forbidden to ever return, something which made Teddy hate Anna even more.
Teddy broke out of his reverie when Aunt Anna called him to come downstairs for breakfast. He hurried up and began to get dressed. With one last adjustment of his jumper and attempt to control his unruly sandy brown hair, Teddy left his bedroom, climbing down the ladder that connected his bedroom to the main house, and entered the kitchen to see Anna already finished making breakfast.
"Hurry up boy, get a move on" she said, by way of morning greeting.
Teddy hurried to the table, wolfing down his breakfast, despite the pancakes burning his tongue. As Teddy brought his plate to the sink, the post dropped onto the mat by the front door with a light thud. Willing to do anything to get away from Anna, he went to retrieve the post. There was a bill, a pay slip, another bill and a...letter for Teddy? No-one ever wrote to him. Looking closely at the letter he read the address written in green ink:

Mr. T. Lupin,
The Attic,
Lupin Cottage,
Countryside.

Teddy was shocked but he knew Anna would take it from him so, in his desperation, he hid the yellowish envelope up his shirt and left the rest of the post with Anna. Claiming he needed to brush his teeth, he left the kitchen and ran to the solitude of his bedroom. Once inside, he pulled out the first piece of parchment and read;

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Minerva McGonagall
(Order of Merlin, First Class, International Confed. Of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Lupin,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,
Filius Flitwick
Deputy Headmaster

Wow. That was all Teddy could muster. He had to reply, he simply had to. His dream of going to Hogwarts had been made possible; all that was stopping him was Anna. The balloon of happiness that had been swelling inside him as he read the letter, suddenly burst as he realised Aunt Anna would never let him go. If he was not allowed talk about magic in the house, how was he going to have permission to go to a school of magic? Teddy remembered that today was July 31st. If Hogwarts were to accept him, he would have to send his reply today. Anna refused to have an owl so Teddy was going to have to do this the muggle way.

Teddy spent most of the morning looking for any reason that would allow him to leave the house and go to the nearest town. Yet Aunt Anna, almost sensing his desire to leave the cottage, had him do every chore imaginable within the confines of the house. So Teddy spent those early hours of the 31st July scrubbing floors, sorting laundry, cleaning out cupboards and dusting the furniture.

Finally at lunchtime, an opportunity presented itself. Aunt Anna was in a rage that the milkman had never delivered this morning and instructed Teddy to get two litres of milk from the local shop. Teddy, his reply hidden safely beneath his jumper, left for the town, feeling the most excited he had ever been in his life. After getting the milk, he reached the end of the main street to find the old post office. A rather bored looking, middle-aged woman was sitting behind the counter. He walked forward and placed his letter on the counter, she took one glanced at the address and tried to hide her smile. How cute he was, sending a letter off to a school for wizards. She asked him for 50p for a stamp and Teddy suddenly realised he didn't bring any money, in fact, he didn't have any money, even at home. He mumbled something about coming back and grabbed the letter, head hung low as he shuffled out the door. Faced with no other option but to turn back and head home, Teddy tried to think of any other way he could get his reply to Hogwarts. Time was running out and Teddy was getting desperate. There were no owls he could use, no magical people he knew who could help him. Teddy, disappointed, came in and sat at the kitchen table. Aunt Anna soon came in, duster in hand and ordered Teddy to clean the windows. Sighing, Teddy grabbed the duster and left the room, what he didn't realise was that he had left his Hogwarts reply behind him.

But Teddy learned of his mistake a few moments later. Aunt Anna came, white faced and tight lipped into the sitting room, demanding to know what the letter was. Teddy had no choice but to explain the secret he had been hiding all day. He told her all about the Hogwarts letter, the acceptance, his reply and his foiled plans. A part of him still wished that Aunt Anna would let him go. This was foolish however as she crossed the room in two quick strides and threw the letter into the roaring fire, she then sent Teddy to bed without tea.

Teddy did not sleep much that night. He lay staring unseeingly at the ceiling, thinking about how he was going to be stuck here forever. At last, exhaustion got the better of him and Teddy drifted to sleep.

The following days were not the best days of Teddy's life. More letters arrived each day, just yesterday a dozen had sneaked through the letter box. Although, no matter how many came, Aunt Anna always ripped them, shred them or burned them. Never once did Teddy ever hold one of them.

Days later things were beginning to get crazy. Hundreds of letters bombarded the house through windows, open doors, cracks in the wall. Aunt Anna still kept getting rid of them. Then one day, about a week after the original letter, no letters came at all. Teddy ate his breakfast gloomily, they had given up, and he obviously wasn't ever going to Hogwarts.

Suddenly, three knocks came on the front door. Teddy hurried to get it. When he opened the door, a messy, jet-black haired man was staring back at him.

Authors Note

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