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Teddy is tired of the room he's been occupying for the past three days, the giggly bumbling Mediwitches that flit in and out of it, and the damn Healers that keep poking him with stupid wands for stupid tests.
He's also aware that he's thinking like a three-year-old, and this annoys him further. He blames it on the bed that he can't even jump on--the last nurse took out the springs with her when she left.
Which means he degraded to a ten-year-old before the toddler stage. Whatever.
Using his Auror Skills, his faithful owl, and a Muggle shopping magazine, he's found honest-to-Merlin clothing, has casually slunk down the stairs, getting odd looks for the jeans and t-shirt he's wearing, and slipped into a Floo just as startled shouts began to go off behind him.
He steps into Victoire's flat, very very happy that he can actually walk out on his own accord this time.
Hello? Vic? Darling dove pearl blossom?
He's also aware that he's thinking like a three-year-old, and this annoys him further. He blames it on the bed that he can't even jump on--the last nurse took out the springs with her when she left.
Which means he degraded to a ten-year-old before the toddler stage. Whatever.
Using his Auror Skills, his faithful owl, and a Muggle shopping magazine, he's found honest-to-Merlin clothing, has casually slunk down the stairs, getting odd looks for the jeans and t-shirt he's wearing, and slipped into a Floo just as startled shouts began to go off behind him.
He steps into Victoire's flat, very very happy that he can actually walk out on his own accord this time.
Hello? Vic? Darling dove pearl blossom?