And I don't mind that she gets hammered and goes home with other guys-
The lyrics float out of a window and Teddy can't help but smile slightly bitterly, something about the lyrics hit a bit too close to home for his liking. He pulls his coat closer and ducks his head down as he walks faster, there is nothing he hates more than London in the winter but he needs his job so until he makes enough money he's stuck in cold, dreary, wet London.
He fumbles with his key and is sliding it into the lock when he realises that his door is unlocked. He swears softly, with his luck it'll have been ransacked and things will be gone. He reaches for his wand and has it half out as he opens the door, "anyone in here?" He calls out. There's a small movement in the corner of his eye by the battered couch that he got...Merlin, ages ago when he'd gotten out of Hogwarts which was about twelve years ago.
"Teddy, your fridge is full of crap."
Teddy laughs and turns fully to see his best friend, Lily, sitting on the couch. It's obvious from the way she seems so comfy that she's been here a while. "Well I didn't exactly know I had company coming over, did I?" He teases.
Lily laughs and pushes her brilliant scarlet hair out of her eyes, "I thought it'd be best to surprise you, you barely come 'round to the house." In a lower voice she adds, "you're always off with other girls..."
Teddy shakes his head, he can feel an argument coming very soon if they keep with this line of conversation. "Whenever I do come around I'm told you're off with friends or rather, you're off at some bloke's house."
"Merlin, Teddy that was one time! Was I not allowed to have a bit of fun at Rose's engagement party?"
Teddy presses his lips together. She'd gotten completely smashed and went home with the Best Man, he'd stayed up waiting for her at her parents home. "Never mind."
"No, Teddy, you can't just do that! You can't say that and then tell me not to mind!" She's furious and he winces knowing just what the youngest Potter girl can do when she's angry. "I thought we were best friends." Now she doesn't sound furious, she sounds like the little girl he spent all his time with when they were younger.
"We were...we are," Teddy says sighing and running a hand through his hair.
"It doesn't feel like that any more Teddy, if we were you wouldn't have implied that I was a slut" Lily says quietly and stands up.
"Lily..." He sighs, what can he say? She's only eighteen. She doesn't need him, a man nearly thirty years old, telling her that he loves her more than anything else and it kills him that she's off with other guys and that no girl can compare to her.
"Bye Teddy," Lily mutters and grabs her bag before she brushes past him.
Ok, I had actually planned to wright more this summer but I got rather lazy. Here is my latest fic and I'm once again trying my hand at writing a multi-chapter fic (hopefully none of you have read my failed attempt from a few years ago). I have the whole thing plotted out on my laptop and it should be six chapters. I'd love it if you reviewed =D Oh and the first line in the fic (the one in italics) is from a song by The Wombats called Little Miss Pipedream.