It's me (a Teddy Lupin fanfiction)

Andromeda

It was 1st April 1998. That's the day I was born. My parents were so proud. I was planned to be named "Teddy", but my grandfather died a few days ago so they named me Edward Remus "Teddy" Lupin. Yep, that's my full name and that's how it will be for the rest of my life. I'm very proud to be their son, because the next month they died during the Battle of Hogwarts, since then I live with my grandmother, Andromeda Tonks (sister of Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange). So let's start this story at the moment she realised her daughter was dead and she only has me now. 

A little brown owl appeared with a note: "Dear Mrs Tonks, I'm so sorry to tell this through this little note, but the battle is still going on and I don't have much time. Nymphadora and Remus died an hour ago. My sincere condolences. Keep strong, Andromeda. You have the curatorship about little Edward now. Yet again my sincere condolences. ~Kingsley Shacklebolt~"

Adromeda fell on her knees on the ground and started crying. But that moment I started crying and she stood up and went to me. She smiled and wiped her tears away, like I wasn't supposed to see her cry, like she wanted me to believe everything was fine, but I noticed something was wrong, because that night I didn't stop crying. My hair kept changing colour, from bright blonde to ash black. The next week Kingsley, Molly, Arthur, Harry, Ginny, Hermione, McGonagall and Ron all came to see me and to comfort Andromeda. Mr Weasley said: "If you want we'll take Edward..." 

"Please, call him Teddy, his official name is Edward, but Nymphadora prefered Teddy.": interrupted Adromeda.

 "If you want we'll take Teddy with us so you can have some rest and time to mourn. We all know how hard it is to loose family." 

"That's sweet, Arthur, but you also lost one of your sons. I don't want to bother you more and besides, Teddy is the only one I have now." 

They all nod and stood there, having a moment of silence to think about the loved ones they lost last night. Harry went to me and smiled. I was sleeping in my manger. My hair turned black when Harry looked at me, black like his hair. I woke up and looked at him with my bright grey eyes. Harry took me in his arms. "If I'm as good as my godfather was then you can praise yourself lucky, because that's what you need, a family, not to replace your parents, but to keep you safe and to give you a home" Harry seemed very proud to be my godfather. Harry got a tear in his eyes, like the memory of his godfather brought some unhappy memories to him, but he still smiled, like his godfather was the best man in the world.