"I'll miss you," said nineteen-year-old Teddy Lupin. His girlfriend, Victoire Weasley was going off to Hogwarts for her seventh and final year.

"You know I'd rather stay behind," said Victoire.

"No," said Teddy, "you don't. You want to go to Hogwarts, have fun, get into lots of trouble, and finish your education. I know you. You'd never be happy as a housewife or with an OWL level job."

"Yeah, I guess, but I'll miss you terribly," said Victoire. Teddy smiled then captured her lips in a passionate kiss.

"Eww…" interrupted James, Victoire's cousin and Teddy's godbrother. "What are you doing?"

"I'm saying goodbye," said Teddy. "Bugger off."

"Didn't look like much talking."

"I said, get lost!" said Teddy angrily.

"So much for keeping our relationship a secret," said Victoire as James ran off in the direction of his parents. "He's going to tell everyone."

"Yeah," sighed Teddy. "Should I expect daily death threats from your father?"

"Probably," said Victoire.

The train whistled for its last boarders. "Eleven o'clock," said Teddy. "You should go." He kissed her one last time. "I love you. I'll write every day, I promise. I'll see you soon."

The train started moving. "Oh shit," said Victoire. The train was gaining speed.

"If you run, you can catch up with it," said Teddy. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you get on safely." They ran to catch up with the last car of the Hogwarts Express. With Teddy for support, Victoire jumped and grabbed the handle of the car door. Once she was steady, Teddy let go.

"I love you, too!" Victoire shouted. Teddy smiled.

Victoire searched the train until she found her friends' compartment.

"Victoire!" exclaimed Emma, Victoire's best friend. "Why aren't you in the prefects' carriage?"

"I don't need to be there for another ten minutes," said Victoire. "I wanted to come find all of you first."

"So," said Amy, another of Victoire's friends, "where'd he kiss you this year?"

"What?"

"I'm guessing lips," said Chelsea, Amy's twin. "She's blushing, smiling, and has the tell-tale beestung lips."

"I agree," said Emma. "She does look like she's been snogging someone."

"What are you talking about?" asked Victoire.

"Where Teddy kissed you goodbye," said Emma. "Where did he kiss you this year?"

"This year?" asked Victoire, confused.

Emma sighed. "For a Ravenclaw, you sure are dumb. Haven't you realized that every year Teddy Lupin chooses a new spot on your face for kissing you goodbye?"

"No, I've never really thought about it," said Victoire.

"So, where'd he kiss you this year?"

"Lips." Victoire blushed.

"Short and sweet or full-frontal snogging?"

"Snogging."

"Ha!" said Emma. "You owe me ten galleons, Amy!"

"Here," grumbled Amy, handing Emma a handful of gold.

"Thank you."

"You've been betting on it?" Victoire exclaimed.

"Hey, you know me," said Emma. "I couldn't pass on such a great opportunity."

Victoire rolled her eyes. "I have to be off," she said. She exited the compartment and started towards the prefects' carriage.

That night, she dreamed of Teddy's kisses.