Smile!

My name's Teddy. 24 years and I'm still pranking everyone within a ten foot radius. You've been warned, darling.

[missadelaidevaisey]

Alright, lesson one. Do whatever you want.

[metateddy]

[Nods eagerly.] I can work with that.

[lyra-from-slytherin-blog]

If our house wasn’t already out in the middle of nowhere, I’m sure it would help to keep the muggles away. [shrugs her shoulders, then reaches down to flip over his parchment, looking at the drawing] So, do you always draw?

[metateddy]

[Moves as if he might protest but gives in.]  I... No. Not really.  Well... It's a pastime of sorts.  Keeps my mind off of things.

[lyra-from-slytherin-blog]

It’s weird. I think it’s because our house was originally built in the 1800’s, and apparently, putting gargoyles all over every damn thing was popular. I think they’re hideous and make our house look haunted, but whatever.

[metateddy]

Look on the bright side, they probably scare a lot of creatures away.  Maybe people too, but that's not necessarily a bad thing.

[missadelaidevaisey]

Oh, no. It has taken me years of practice to achieve this level of ‘give no fuckery’.

[metateddy]

Don't you worry, now - I'm a quick learner.

[lyra-from-slytherin-blog]

What does that even mean? [raises an eyebrow] Are you a goblin fanatic or something? We have statues of them all around our house.

[metateddy]

It means - never mind.

That's fascinating.  Why so many?  Are you forming a collection?

[lyra-from-slytherin-blog]

Oh, look at that. We’ve got an artist on our hands. What are you drawing?

[metateddy]

Fanart of goblins.  [Turns it over, smiling.]

[rosieweazelbee]

You better, someone needs to stop James and Al fighting with each othe and Uncle Harry just gives up. 

I think it would be a good idea, if you don’t she’ll just be annoyed and do you really want the person who has to make you all better being pissed at you?

[metateddy]

Must I be the mediator?  It is in terribly poor taste for the prankster to lecture the young.

Well, when you put it that way I'd be a fool not to tell her.

[missadelaidevaisey]

Eh, who needs a reputation.

 I sure as hell don’t.

[metateddy]

[Raises his eyebrows.]  I like that attitude.  Must learn to regard reputations in the same way.

[missadelaidevaisey]

No, why? I feel like those would be cinematic gold!

[metateddy]

Comedy gold, and also detrimental to my reputation.

[rosieweazelbee]

Aw no, that’s rubbish. You missed out on some good fun. Well… you know… Weasley Potter fun… 

Have you pre-warned Vic that you’ll be in the hospital wing again? Your plotting has a habit of ending up there. 

[metateddy]

I can only imagine.  I'll make it to the next one, I promise.

I... I suppose it might be the right thing to do.  Letting her know, I mean.

[missadelaidevaisey]

A little piano playing Lupin…I’d pay to see that one.

[metateddy]

Oh god, I will pay to avoid those ever entering your field of vision.

[rosieweazelbee]

How come you weren’t at the family dinner? And don’t joke, I bet you’ve hung from a gargoyle before.

Plotting? Oh that doesn’t sound too safe…

[metateddy]

I was quite ill, I'm afraid.  And I'm astonished - how did you know?

Never fear, I assure you that no harm will come to anyone you care about.  Except maybe me.  But only if I miscalculated.

[vaweasley-deactivated20140114]

It’s really lovely how much you really appreciates my humor.

[metateddy]

What can I say, the ability to make someone laugh is a wonderful one indeed.

[vaweasley-deactivated20140114]

A Teddy thing brought to us by Andromeda Tonks?

[metateddy]

"A Teddy thing".  I ... I suppose that works. [Tries not to laugh, fails miserably.]

[ivy-carlyle]

[blinks, looking at him with a confused expression on her face] Huh? So can I eat jelly slugs or not? 

[metateddy]

Follow your heart!

[vaweasley-deactivated20140114]

Uhuh, if you say so.

[metateddy]

What would you call it, if not a bad habit?

[missadelaidevaisey]

Now, how do you know that? I’m going to need proof.

[metateddy]

I'm sure there are some recordings back from when my nan used to force me to play piano.