A little late night something I whipped up. Not one of my best, but enjoy! A little TedLily angsty love affair- just what we need, ey?

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Pale, shimmering light spilled across the dark wooden floors, thin rays washing through hidden cracks in the heavy drapes of the room- dancing… twirling… mocking. Lily felt the dark humor rising in her throat, a suppressed bitter chuckle barely escaping her parted lips. Her cousin Lucy would have told her they were rays of hope.

Hope.

Hope.

But what hope was there left, when the very embodiment of her hope was leaving… leaving… leaving? Leaving as we speak this very heartbeat- as she sat there and laughed and cried and screamed and ripped her heart out?

As her hands trailed broken trails of heartbreak and misery and despair over darkened silken sheets that whispered tell-tales of last night- and so, so many nights before.

Not a word was uttered between them. Not a word ever was, as he rose and turned and dressed, as she waitedwaitedwaited, holding in her breath and holding back her tears, because of course, she was a big girl now. And big girls didn't cry.

Not even if he wouldn't look her in the eye as he dressed in the dark and ran a strained, tense hand through his blueblue locks, much like Lily had done the night before with her own redred nails. And so, so many nights before that.

Because it was all a secret, right? What they had- what they shared. It was just so, so wrong, and only ever felt right when he was there and she was there and they were together. But it was never always right, because deep down in her heart, Lily knew that he couldn't stay- wouldn't stay- would never stay.

And that this was so much more to her than it was to him- but she couldn't- wouldn't call out to him. Because in the end, she would end up hurt anyways. Broken… torn… crushed. As he slipped into his shoes- the very same pair Lily remembered kicking off his feet only hours before- she knew that it was now or never- to ask him to stay.

"Teddy." Her cracking tone caught him by surprise as he was just turning the doorknob, because they never spoke- an unspoken agreement between them that this was just what they had and never anything more. But it was so much more to her than just that.

He turned- unwillingly and halfheartedly, almost as if he knew what she were going to say. She was hunched on the bed- her dark velvet locks flared out over her bare shoulders- the only splash of color on the silken white sheets that contrasted so ironically with what they had done on it last night and so many nights before.

In the darkness, he could make out the trail of freckles that was splayed across her milky chest- but the tear-streaked trail down her broken porcelain features went unnoticed.

"Stay." The one word he had been dreading. And the silence was all it took to break her heart all over again, more so than the cold, lifeless expression that had molded itself across his face, those once blue eyes she had known since childhood- void and empty of any emotion- for her.

It was a moment before he spoke, and when he did, it took all she had to hold back the sob that was threatening to burst from her fine, pursed lips in a series of heartbreak- those very same lips he had kissed and sucked and bitten, all under the cloak of last night's secrets.

"Victoire will be missing me."

And then he was gone.

And it was all Lily could do to count the nights until he would return.


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