A little courage

    'So Victoire, are you doing anything Saturday night?'
      Teddy shook his head and tried again, looking at his reflection in the mirror and trying to make his voice sound confident and cool.
     'I've got these tickets to a gig on Saturday and I wondered if you'd like to come.' It had sounded better in his head. Teddy had known Victoire all his life, so how could it be so hard to say such a simple thing to her? There were so many things he was unsure about. What should he say, what should he wear, and what colour hair should he choose? It was times like this he needed a dad on hand to ask advice from. Oh well.
      'How do you fancy doing something at the weekend?'
      'Who are you talking to?' Teddy whirled around and saw Ginny leaning in the doorway, looking at him with a critical eyebrow raised.
      'Uh, no one, I mean myself, I mean, I um, uh…'
      'Illuminating.'
      'Please don't tell anyone, not that there's anything to tell, I mean I wasn't talking to anyone.'
      'She does like you, Victoire I mean. She'll probably say yes. Only lose the stupid voice, you sound like you've got a cold.'
     'Uh, thanks.'
     'Don't mention it, Ron brings enough romantic ineptitude to the world without you helping.'
     
    This was the moment. He was walking through the gardens of the burrow with Victoire. He took a deep breath.
    'Um, Victoire?'
    'Yes?'
    'I, was… um…'
    'Yes?'
    'What I mean is…'
    'Yes?'
    'What I'm trying to say is… doyouwanttogooutwithme?'
    'Pardon?'
    'Do you want to, sort of, you know, go out, with me? I mean there's this concert and I thought we could, like go, like on a date sort of thing, I mean if you don't want to that's fine but,' Victoire reached up and pressed a finger to his lips, silencing him.
   'Of course I want to go with you, I thought you never get round to asking.'
   'Great! I mean, yeah, that's cool, yeah.' a blush slowly spread across Teddy's face and up through his hair, turning it a vibrant scarlet. Victoire laughed, stretched up and kissed Teddy quickly on the mouth, then turned and calmly walked back inside. Teddy stood there, alone in the garden, his hand on his mouth for several minutes. Finally he punched the air and whooped, causing a few gnomes in the bushes nearby to take fright and skitter away. Ginny and Hermione, secretly watching from an upstairs window turned to each other and laughed.
  'As Ron would put it' giggled Ginny, 'bloody hell!'