Smile
December, 2012
Victoire found Teddy very amusing.
Teddy found Victoire exceedingly annoying.
"C'mon," she prompted, grinning mischievously at him. "C'mon, just once."
He remained silent and carried on trying to write his Potions essay.
"C'mon."
Teddy inked his quill.
"Oh, I get it. You're not going to just because I'm bugging you."
"Something like that."
"But you do do it, right?"
"Everybody does."
"Heh."
"You're about to say, 'would'a fooled me', weren't you?"
"Something like that," she grinned, eyes flashing. Teddy held her gaze momentarily before shaking his head hard and returning to his essay.
"Don't change your hair colour on me, mister. Green's your colour anyway." Teddy's ears turned red to match his hair, but moments later his hair reverted to a blueish-green. She grinned and paused. "Just... just once," she said again.
"Sorry." But a spark of amusement appeared in Teddy's eye; Victoire caught it, and her face pulled into an expression of surprise.
"Merlin," she muttered under her breath. "You've been... you rascal."
Teddy snorted, but kept a neutral expression. "You just called me a rascal."
"I know."
"I'm two years older than you."
"Don't change the topic."
"You're sitting here asking me the same question over and over while I'm trying to be responsible and do homework--"
"It's Christmas holidays, Teds. No one expects you to do anything except eat."
"--and you're just there, being an annoying twelve year old, asking me to... to..."
"Smile?" she prompted for him, showing him one of her own: a shy grin that spread over her entire face and made her look...
It was only unconsciously that Teddy unfroze his face and let his lips shift up and back into a slow grin.
She grinned and scrunched her nose at him. "You should smile more often. Brings out your eyes." She got up, pecked him on the cheek, and leaped out of the room and into the kitchen, speaking rapid French to her mother.
Teddy smiled for the rest of the night.