In Louis Weasley's opinion, Teddy Lupin was an idiot.
It so bloody obvious, it was painful to watch. He was sitting in one of the scarlet armchairs in the living room holding a copy of the Daily Prophet, staring as if he'd never seen Lily before. His mouth was hanging open and everything.
"Dude, you're drooling."
Teddy jumped, making Hugo laugh. "You've seen Lily before, you know. You've kinda known her her whole life..."
"Yeah, but it just struck me, she's going out with me! That beautiful, lovely-"
Hugo shook his head as he walked away. "Yup, it's finally happened. Uncle Harry! Teddy's finally proven he's off his rocker. I think we need to call St. Mungo's again..."
Harry Potter looked up from the parchment he was reading. "Just think, some day you'll act just like that for some lucky girl."
Louis glanced over his shoulder at Teddy grinning down at a blushing, glowing Lily. She was the happiest she'd ever been, basking in Teddy's affections. Louis looked back around. "Ew."