Far from Perfect
Just a little Lily/Lysander one-shot. Had the idea come into my head and decided to write it down, I know it's not that good but oh well, I think it's cute.
Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own Harry Potter.
"You look rather wet. Aren't you cold?" Lysander said playfully as he came up beside Lily, looking down at her.
"Wet, yes. Cold, no," was all Lily said in answer, keeping her eyes down, watching the flicker of the blue flames she was using to keep herself warm.
"Ah, that explains it," Lysander nodded, his eyes falling to the jar full of blue flames on the ground. After a slight pause, he sat down, ignoring the wetness of the grass, soaking through his trousers as his eyes returned to gaze at the redhead next to him.
Lily could feel him looking at her but fought to keep her eyes fixed on the flames, knowing that if she looked into his eyes, she would no longer be able to control her emotions.
Lysander remained silent, just watching Lily, a small, slightly sad smile present on his lips.
After what seemed like an eternity to both of them, Lysander finally spoke.
"It's ok, you know. I forgive you," he said in a voice so quiet, Lily could barely hear it. He reached out for her hand almost hesitantly, scared she'd pull away.
Unable to stop herself any longer, Lily looked up at the blonde beside her, her eyes searching out his. The moment she looked into his piercing blue eyes, her heart melted and she was unable to hold herself together any longer. Within seconds the tears were streaming down her face and her shoulders drooped as the carefully constructed facade fell down.
"I'm so sorry," Lily sobbed quietly, her small frame shaking slightly.
"Shh Lily, it's ok. Please don't cry," Lysander murmured as he moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into him. Lily allowed him to do this, leaning into him as the tears continued to roll down her cheeks, mixing in with the rain. Lysander continued to hold her to him, softly stroking her now soaked hair, trying to sooth her.
While they sat there together like that, Lysander couldn't get the image of the tears running down Lily's cheeks out of his head and knew that he would do whatever it took to stop them ever reappearing there again. They were both far from perfect, but this was a start.
I may consider carrying this on if I get enough reviews, then again, I might not, but feedback would be very much appreciated :D