"That's bullshit," Teddy growled, narrowing his eyes. "And you know it." There was no way Vic would knowingly get with a little twirp like this kid. She loved him, he knew that. She had since she was born. They had a connection stronger than any magic, which was probably why he was going to fight for her until the last breath in his body. If that was today, then so be it.
"Oh I blame you, fully. And this time tomorrow she'll be thanking me for ripping out your pathetic little throat!" Merlin, how he wished he was in his werewolf form right now. He wanted nothing more than to jump on the little bastard and see what Devil flesh tasted like.
"Yeah, well it pisses me off when you mess with my girlfriend," Teddy yelled, stepping forward. Still, he didn't quite get out of the way of the door and falling light fixture. The impact hurt, but there was far too much adrenalin rushing through Teddy's body for him to take much notice of it. Batting away the heavy lamp, the broken metal making a gash on his forearm as he did, Teddy stalked towards the boy.
"You're going to put her back to normal right now," he said dangerously, his wand once again trained on the other man. He'd never used an Unforgivable Curse before, and he remembered what Harry said about the Cruciatus curse not working for him when he'd first tried it, but if what Bellatrix Lestrange had said was true, and you really had to mean it, he thought he had a pretty good chance of him being able to make the boy writh in pain on the floor. But that wouldn't get him what he wanted. As much as he'd love to torture the bastard into insanity, he needed him alive and conscious, for the time being.