She stares into the crowd of people, and backs away, pulling at the large fairy wings flimsily attached to her back.
Her mother frowns. “Victoire! Leave zem alone, or you will be the only one without wings.”
!” she whines. “I hate
“Sh! Your aunt Audrey has worked so hard so you can have zem!”
Victoire scowls, mirroring her mother’s own expression. “That’s because the baby
wants to be a fairy princess.
“Don’t call Lucy a baby,” her mother interrupts.
“Mama!” Victoire protests. “I don’t want to be a fairy princess
!” She looks close to tears now.
Fleur tries a softer tone with her daughter, hoping to avoid a tantrum. “Listen, Victoire,” she says quietly. “Ze routine only lasts two minutes. And it’s only for family. Think of how happy you will make everyone.”
“I don’t want to make everyone happy.” Victoire has quieted her voice, but her tone is still biting.
“But you dance so well!” Fleur protests, now grabbing at any excuse.
“The routine is stupid. We all have to pretend to be little fairy princesses and dance around the fairy queen
Her mother raises her eyebrows, suddenly interested. “I did not know you had a fairy queen.”
Victoire nods vehemently. “And of course it’s Molly
Fleur’s expression is blank, but her blue eyes gleam angrily. “Take off ze wings, Victoire.” Victoire’s eyes widen in disbelief. “Hurry!”
“Thank you, Mama!” Victoire says, happily obliging.
“Your daughters do not always have to be ze best, Audrey,” Fleur mutters under her breath. Turning to her daughter, she adds, “Now, what is it you want to be?”
Victoire looks up at her mother and smiles, leaning over to whisper in her ear.
* * *
Teddy Lupin slouches down even further in his chair, earning himself a warning look from his godfather. Sighing, he sits back up with a frown on his face.
“I don’t want to watch some stupid fairy show,” Teddy whines. “It’s for girls
.” He says the word with disgust, as though girls were the most repulsive things on the planet.
“It’s only a few minutes long,” Harry says, though he knows the words won’t make his godson any happier.
Audrey clears her throat, dimming the sitting room lights. “I now present the Weasley girls’ Christmas ballet… The Return of the Fairy Queen!”
Teddy groans as he watches Lucy teeter across the stage, closely followed by Dominique. Molly enters soon after, and the amount of glitter she wears makes Teddy want to puke. The other girls begin bringing Molly jewels and small pieces of candy as she smirks at the audience.
And then Victoire waltzes out; she is wingless, but adorned in all white. “I’m here to free the fairy slaves,” she says loudly, grabbing the hands of her sister and Lucy. A few adults groan. Teddy can see Fleur trying hard not to smile from the corner of the room, and can’t help grinning as well. Perhaps not all
girls were disgusting.