This one's for the lonely, the one's that seek and find
Only to be let down time after time
This one's for the torn down, the experts at the fall
Come on friends get up now you're not alone at all

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh

And this part was for her
And this part was for her
This part was for her
Does she remember?

It comes and goes in waves

-Greg Laswell


Finn stood in the middle of the foyer awkwardly. The maid had gone upstairs to retrieve Sienna and she'd been gone a while.

Clark Ellis, Sienna's father, strolled in with a newspaper in his hand. "Findley! What are you doing here?" He was in his finest dress robes.

"Erm…I just came to see Sienna…you know, wish her a merry Christmas and all..." Finn glanced upstairs anxiously.

"Does she know you're here?" Clark asked.

"Yeah, the maid went to get her."

"Clark?" Lucille Ellis, Sienna's mother, strode into the foyer with a glass of wine in her hand. "Where is Sienna? We're going to be late!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, seeing Finn. "Findley, are you joining us at the Wilson's Christmas party as Sienna's plus one?"

"Actually, dear," Clark said, clearing his throat, "Sienna isn't coming to the party."

"What?" Lucille's smile hardened. "Why not?"

Clark tugged at his collar nervously. "She doesn't want to spend her Christmas with a bunch of our boring friends. Her words, not mine."

Lucille sighed dramatically. "Well, what on earth is she going to do? Who spends Christmas away from their family?"

They both looked at Finn expectantly as if waiting for him to answer. "Well, don't look at me." He shrugged. "I agree. The Wilsons are the dullest family in all of England."

Clark chuckled. Lucille rolled her eyes, taking a long sip of her wine. "Very well. Sienna can stay home and spend Christmas by herself if that's what she wants. But she'll be missing out on an opportunity to speak with several representatives from the modeling agency."

"I think that might be the reason she wants to stay home," Finn muttered.

Lucille paid him no attention. "Well, merry Christmas, Findley." She gave him a hug. "We've missed seeing you around the house. Hopefully, you and Sienna will work out whatever issues you're having."

Finn glanced upstairs again. Sienna was standing at the top of the stairway, staring down at them. She raised her eyebrows at him before turning around and heading back to her room.

"We should get going," Clark checked his watch. "We should get going. Merry Christmas, Finn."

Finn nodded. "Mind if I go upstairs to find her?"

Lucille nodded. "Go ahead. Try to convince my daughter to join us at the Wilson's, won't you? I'd hate to think of her spending Christmas all alone because of a temper tantrum." Lucille finished her drink and a moment later the glass in her hand floated away toward the kitchen.

Clark and Lucille left, shouting quick goodbyes to Sienna upstairs. Once they were gone, Finn hurried upstairs. Sienna was in her room. She was wearing a bright red dress and standing by the window, watching her parents disapparate outside.

"New dress?" Finn asked, plopping onto her bed and making himself comfortable.

She glared at him. "It was Mum's Christmas gift to me."

"I'm sensing you're upset with me?" Finn put his arms behind his head, hardly bothered.

"I really hate that my parents love you so much," Sienna told him.

Finn grimaced. "So, you told them about Michael then? Did they ask a lot of questions?"

Sienna sighed. "They've asked, but I haven't told them much. It's really none of their business. But they do think you broke my heart or something."

"Well, I did, didn't I?" Finn said quietly.

Sienna bit her lower lip. "Yeah, I guess you did." She narrowed her eyes at him. "Why exactly are you here?"

Finn grinned, rubbing the bed beneath him. "Lots of memories here…"

"Finn."

He sighed. "I just came to say merry Christmas…and ask if you wanted to ditch the Wilson's Christmas Party this year."

"One step ahead of you," she replied with a grin.

"So, then, you won't mind joining me in my alternative Christmas plans?

"Which are?"

"Crashing the Weasley Christmas party."

Sienna laughed. "Sounds fun."

"Teddy invited me. And honestly, I'd rather be with his family than mine."

Sienna sat down beside Finn. "Sometimes I just don't get Victoire."

"Yeah?"

"She has so many people in her family that care about her. I mean, they would take the aveda kedavra curse for her in an instant." She shook her head. "They would do anything for her. My family…they're not like that. And she just disappears on them for a year…"

Finn nudged her with his shoulder. "Hey, you got me."

She smiled. "Well, I guess you are better than nothing."

"Hey! Watch it, Ellis."

Sienna stared at the large pile of gifts in the corner of her room. "I know about Eva, Finn," she said abruptly.

He grimaced. "Who told you?"

"Nobody needed to tell me. I may not be good at Potions, but I am good at telling when a girl likes a boy. Are you bringing her to your New Year's Eve party?"

"Yeah, I am." Finn hesitated. "Are you bringing Michael?"

Sienna nodded. "Yeah, I am."

They were silent for a while, each of them lost in their own thoughts. This time last year, Finn recalled, he and Sienna were lying on this very bed. Except they hadn't been talking. She'd snuck him upstairs after they'd chugged several bottles of fire whiskey in her backyard. In a way, he liked it better like this. While they weren't hooking up anymore, their relationship seemed to have grown even more intimate over the past year. Finn knew things about Sienna that he was sure nobody else knew. Every secret she'd shared with him, every tear she'd shed in front of him, every laugh they'd shared…it meant more to him than some drunken night of sloppy sex they hardly remembered the next day.

"It's okay that I'm bringing Michael to your house, isn't it? I wouldn't be a horrible, heartless friend?" Sienna looked at him.

"You know I'm not a big fan of Davies…but if he makes you happy—"

Her face broke out into an instant smile. "He does. He really does."

"Then what the hell, right? The guy can't be that horrible." Finn suddenly took her hand, noticing the large ring with the ruby stone. "You liked it?"

She showed off her hand. "It's my favorite gift so far."

He beamed. "Really?"

Sienna kissed his cheek. "Really. Thank you so much." She stared at him, hesitating. "Finn, I have something to tell you. It's about the Weird Sisters—"

"I knew you'd be here!" Teddy exclaimed. He and Victoire were standing in the door way, looking at Finn and Sienna suspiciously.

Finn stared at them. "What are you two doing here?"

Victoire shrugged, coming forward. "Teddy told me you two had pathetic Christmas plans. So, we thought we'd kidnap you two and take you to the Burrow."

Sienna sat up. "How'd you know to find Finn here?"

"Well, when he wasn't at his house, the first place we thought he'd come was here." Teddy grinned at them. "And we were right."

Victoire opened Sienna's drawers and pulled out a gray sweater. "S, I love that dress, but you might be a little overdressed for the Burrow." She handed her the sweater. "These will be more comfortable…and warm…"

Teddy nodded. "Especially when we crush you girls during the annual snow ball fight."

"In your dreams," Victoire muttered.

"Already happened once this break."

"You used magic. Unfair advantage." Victoire pointed out.

Sienna kicked off her black heels. She began unzipping her red dress before pausing. "Finn. Teddy. Get out."

Finn rolled his eyes. "Why? It's nothing I haven't seen before."

Sienna punched his arm.

"Oi! Alright, alright, already. I can take a hint." He followed Teddy outside and Victoire locked the door behind them.

Sienna pulled on a white shirt and black pants.

"So…" Victoire said, handing her a pair of thick socks. "Have you told Finn about the tour yet?"

Sienna picked out a pair of boots and glared at her. "I was about to before you and Teddy barged in." She finished off her look with the gray sweater.

Victoire nodded approvingly. "Very casual. It's perfect! And don't blame me and Teddy for this! Finn shouldn't be the last person to know. Whether you admit it or not, Michael or no Michael, you love Findley and he's one of your best friends."

"I know. And I'll tell him eventually. Especially now that we officially signed the deal with them last night." Sienna unlocked the door. "And not a word of this to anybody yet." She opened the door and Finn and Teddy stood up. They'd been sitting against the opposite wall, looking bored.

"Ready to go?" Finn asked.

"Yeah." Sienna looked at Victoire. "You're sure your family won't mind me and Finn showing up?"

"Of course not." Victoire waved her off. "The more the merrier, right?"