So this is it guys! The last chapter for this story :) I hope you have enjoyed watching Teddy and his enormous curiosity grow (particularly when it comes to girls). Thank you so much for all the reviews and please enjoy this last installment! xx


13 February 2022

Teddy tapped his fingers impatiently on the wooden table and clicked his tongue. His eyes, today a deep brown, darted around the cafe nervously, searching for a sign of jet black hair, green eyes or glasses. However, Teddy was disappointed to find no one of that description.

"Where is Harry?" he muttered under his breath, running a hand through the back of his hair.

"Are you sure you don't want anything to drink, sir?"

Teddy turned his head to find the pretty waitress by his table again. Her thick chestnut hair fell out of her bun and into her face as she smiled down at him. If he knew better, he would say she was flirting with him. But Teddy neither noticed nor cared.

"No, thank you," he told her pleasantly, turning his head back to the street outside.

"Okay then," said the waitress, a little disappointed and returned back to collecting plates from other tables.

What is taking so long? Teddy glanced at his watch and groaned when he noticed the time. Harry should have been here ten minutes ago. Just as he was considering leaving, he spotted his godfather racing through the crowded people with a bunch of roses in his hands.

"Sorry I'm late," he said breathlessly as he sat down opposite his godson.

Teddy smirked. "Look, I appreciate the flowers, but I really don't think this relationship is going to work out."

Harry rolled his eyes and stashed the bouquet under the table.

"Smart arse," he mumbled.

"What took you so long?" demanded Teddy accusingly.

"I had to buy a Valentine's Day present for Ginny."

Teddy threw his hands up in exasperation. "Couldn't that have waited until afterwards?"

"Well, I just walked past the shop and saw them."

With a huff, Teddy sat back in his chair and crossed his arms. "Glad to know that shagging comes before your own godson's most important day of his life."

Harry chuckled. "Honestly, Teddy. Once you're married with three kids, you'll savour the moments when you get to shag. Doesn't happen too often."

"Well, I won't know that feeling unless you help me out!" Teddy's voice strangled desperately and his foot twitched nervously. Harry looked concerned.

"Why are you so nervous? It's just Victoire," said Harry soothingly. "You've been going out for years now."

"I know, but, you know... today's either going to make or break us..." his voice trailed off as he thought of Victoire. He knew he loved her and he didn't know if he could spend his life without her. But, he was only twenty-five and she twenty-four. He knew that she still wanted to go further in her career as a fashion designer. And he had only just graduated from Auror training. Would she really want to marry him now, when their careers were just beginning?

"Look," said Harry. "You've just got to go with your instincts sometimes, Teddy. You're always asking me for advice – ever since you were four years old. But you're not a little kid anymore. You're a man."

Then Harry got up from the table with his bouquet. "Trust me, Teddy, you know what to do."

xXx

It was near dark by the time Victoire came home. Teddy paced around the living room nervously as she entered. She had been out shopping with Rachel for bridesmaid dresses – Rachel and Sam's wedding was in a few months, and had come home with bags upon bags of jewellery and accessories it was unbelievable.

"Hey, love, I'm home," she called as she placed her shopping on the kitchen bench.

"Hi," mumbled Teddy nervously. His palms were sweating and his knees were shaking.

"Teddy? Honey, are you okay?" asked Victoire in concern when she found him in the living room. He met her deep blue gaze and instantly felt calmer. Victoire could always make him feel relaxed whenever he was around her. He smiled at her, which she returned, and kissed her full lips gently before placing his hands on her shoulders.

"I'm fine. Why don't you sit down?" he offered, pulling out a chair. She sat; looking surprised and raised her eyebrows at him questioningly.

"Just here me out," he told her. Swallowing hard, he knelt in front of her and took her small, dainty hands in his. "Vic, I need to tell you something. I – I love you-"

She smiled. "I love you too," she replied, kissing his cheek.

Teddy shook his head. "Please, can you not talk? I need to concentrate on saying this right."

"Okay," said Victoire, taken aback by his forcefulness.

"Victoire... I love you. You are the most amazing girl I've ever met." He ran a hand through his hair and gulped.

"Teddy, you're palms are all sweaty," Victoire told him fondly.

"I'm sorry," he said, resting his head in her lap. "I'm no good at this stuff."

"What stuff?"

"All this expressing your feelings stuff."

Victoire cupped his cheek and forced him to look into her eyes. "Why do you have to express your feelings?"

Teddy clenched his fists in the fabric of her coral skirt. "Because," he cried, "that's what you're meant to do! But I suck. I want to tell you that you mean the world to me. I want to tell you that I couldn't imagine living without you! Bloody hell, I want to ask you to marry me! But I just can't say it right!"

Victoire gasped, her eyes shining with tears. Her sweet little mouth formed an 'O' as she stared at him.

"Oh Merlin, I'm sorry, Vic," said Teddy quickly, brushing her tears away with his finger. "I've gone and ruined it all, haven't I? It just slipped out, I'm sorry. That's probably the worst way to propose. Man, I'm such an idiot! Why can't I just-"

Teddy's rant was muffled as Victoire threw herself at him and crashed her lips onto his. The force of her impact sent Teddy flying backwards onto the floor. He groaned as his head hit the floor, but he ignored the pain and wrapped his arms around Victoire's small waist. He could handle this.

Victoire pulled back and stroked his cheek, tears freely pouring from her eyes. "Did I ever tell you that you talk too much?" she giggled, her face flushed with adoration.

Teddy grinned and brushed some of her soft blonde hair out of her face. "So I take it that's a yes?"

Victoire rolled her eyes. "Of course, you prat!" she attacked his lips again when Teddy pulled away.

"What is it now?" she moaned and pouted at him. Teddy ignored her and reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box.

"I almost forgot this," he said, pushing himself into a sitting position, with Victoire on his lap. He opened the box and Victoire gave a small gasp. Inside, perched on a small, black velvet cushion, was a gold ring with a tear-shaped diamond sitting right in the centre.

"It's beautiful!" cried Victoire as she gazed at it in awe. Teddy kissed her briefly before sliding the ring onto her finger.

"Victoire Gabrielle Weasley," he said, stroking her smooth cheek with his thumb and catching the tears that pooled there. "Will you marry me?"

Victoire didn't even reply. She flung her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.

"You didn't answer," Teddy mumbled into her mouth. He felt her smirk.

"If I say yes, will you shut up and kiss me?"

Teddy nodded.

"Then yes."

And the two of them made love on the floor of their apartment.

Teddy was glad he had met with Harry. He didn't need advice to propose to Victoire. He just needed to follow his instincts. He might stutter and worry too much, but that's why Victoire loved him. He smiled as he stroked Victoire's hair lovingly while she slept on his chest. He didn't need to ask advice from Harry anymore. Harry was right. He was a man.


So... Teddy finally got the girl! :) YAY!

This whole story has been about Teddy finding his feet and constantly going to Harry for advice. But now, he doesn't need Harry's advice anymore because he's old enough to figure out life on his own. This whole story has basically shown the transition of Teddy from a boy to a man - which I hope I achieved! Please review! xx