Teddy was walking around the island. It was the third time he had walked the path today. He was restless, he had to keep moving, though he had no destination in mind. He could feel the moon, though thankfully not to the degree that his father or Bill Weasley did, it was just a ball of energy and a presence that tugged at the back of his mind. With the moon on his mind, it occurred to him to check on his father, his feet carrying him to the bungalow he stayed at. Knocking on the door,Teddy stood there for several long moments before repeating the process, eventually giving up and moving to the next likely location.
After an uneventful walk to the Library, Teddy entered the building for the first time and took a good look around, spotting his father towards the back. He made his way to him, and attempted to smile a bit as he did so.
“Uh... Hey.” Teddy said as he approached, “Need help?”