Title: Waiting for the Forgetful
Pairing: Roxanne/Lysander
Rating: G
Summary: Roxy waits for someone who forgot to come.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and I'm making no money.
A/N: This was written for the nextgen_drabble community on lj. The prompts were Teddy Lupin and Roxanne Weasley and waiting. This took second place. :)
The cold damp air chilled Roxy almost as much as her boyfriend's absence did. She shivered a little despite her effort not to show weakness as she stood on the front porch of her grandparents house, waiting. Glaring at the lawn, determined not to look back at the party that went on inside of the Burrow, she waited more.
She waited until the setting sun became a distant memory in her mind and the stars were familiar friends. She waited until even she could no longer excuse Lysander's absence. Even then without reason and with dying hope, she waited.
"Come inside," Teddy called to her from the front door, over an hour since she'd left the party.
"I'm busy."
"Doing what?"
The word died in her throat, choked by an evil sob that robbed her of her ability to speak. He pulled her into his chest, waiting for her body to stop shaking and the tears to stop falling so that she could talk to him.
"I'm waiting," she replied, smiling bitterly through the tears.
"He's not coming, Rox."
She nodded. She'd come to the realization that he'd forgotten about her party a half an hour ago, but she couldn't help but wait for him to show up on her doorstep begging her to forgive him for his stupidity. It wouldn't hurt if he brought a dozen roses to soothe the pain, but she was dreaming.
He had a pattern of being absentminded. Tomorrow he would owl saying that he'd lost track of time hunting for rare flowers, rare birds, or nonexistent half breeds. She would scowl, hold out, and finally, when he arrived with a bouquet of strange flowers she would forgive him. She wasn't sure she could ever forgive him for missing her graduation party though.
"I don't want to go back inside," she whispered into his shoulder.
"We'll wait together then."
They sat on the steps of the front porch, and Teddy pointed out all the constellation he knew.
The next time she saw Lysander, he had a black eye and Teddy showed up to the family picnic with the bruised knuckles to match. She hid her smile behind a frown and walked past Lysander without sparing him a glance.