Ploys and Flowers

What can I do? James asked himself. He had to win Lily back, it didn't matter how, but he just had to. Now the how part was hard and he needed to figure it out.

Maybe he should fill her house with flowers, yes that would work, what girl didn't love flowers, especially a girl who was named after one? Now which flowers, roses? Those were the most romantic, but it would be assumed they were from Sirius to Rose.

Maybe lilies? That would work, but hadn't she once said that she loved violets and daises? Or had she just been explaining the family history? James knew her mother's name was Violet and someone important in the family was Daisy, he couldn't remember though. He would fill the apartment with the perfect flower, as soon as he found out which flower that was.

The day had started out normally enough. Lily woke up on that Saturday morning at her usual time. She wasn't a late sleeper and enjoyed the morning. She put a pot of coffee on for Rose and went to read a book for class. She was in her last year at Oxmore Wizarding University or O Triple U (OWU) for short.

"Lily, what are we going to do?" Rose asked coming into the room around noon.

"Do what and why?" Lily questioned, looking up from her book.

"For your graduation. It's coming up you know. It's already June fifteenth and you are graduating from Oxmore University on the twenty-first. We need to have a party or something," Rose told her.

"Maybe, I'm not sure," Lily pondered.

"What, going to have a private party with Mike?" Rose teased.

"Actually yes. I also need to continue planning the party. We already got the bridesmaids' dresses and my dress. We took care of the flowers and the cake. We have the reception hall booked and the church. Mike is Protestant and wants the ceremony in a church. We have the minister. What else do we need?"

"How about guests?" Rose chuckled.

"The invitations!" Lily cried. "I forgot to get them and we haven't made a final list." Lily hit herself on the head with the book. There was a knock on the door.

"I'll get it," Rose said. She opened the door to reveal a muggle deliveryman. "Yes?"

"I have a delivery for Miss Lily Evans. I need someone to sign for it," he said. Rose signed quickly. Lily came over to see what the fuss was.

"Did you order anything?" Rose asked her.

"No," Lily answered.

"Ok guys, bring it in!" the deliveryman said. People started bringing in vases upon vases of flowers.

"What's this?" Rose asked.

"There must be several hundred," Lily exclaimed. It wasn't everyday that so many flowers were delivered to your house.

"Daffodils, exactly five hundred daffodils, not four hundred ninety-nine, not five hundred one," the deliveryman assured them. All the vases were scattered around the flat. It looked like they were swimming in flowers. The delivery people exited and went on their way.

"Wow! I wonder who they are from?" Lily wondered.

"Well daffodils mean regard, hope, and unrequited love. Looks like someone has a secret admirer," Rose joked.

"What's this?" Lily asked, taking a card off one of the flowers. It read, "I still love the girl who is more perfect than these flowers, you still hold my heart."

"I have a hunch of who it is from," Rose said.

"As do I. I thought we were over and he was ok with my marriage," Lily said.

"What are you going to tell h"I have no idea. I don't know how I'll tell him I don't love him anymore." Lily turned around to walk out the door. Rose shook her im?"

head and walked over to the room the Lily had gone into. Lily leaned over and smelt a flower. She sighed and picked it up to put it in her hair. Maybe James had a chance. An evil plot began to form in Rose's mind.

James paced his room; he needed another ploy. He also needed to know how Lily would respond.

"You're going to wear a hole is the floor. You should really get out of that habit," Sirius told him lazily.

"Oh sod off!" James yelled.

"Whatever you say my friend," Sirius relied before once again closing his eyes. The room they were in was extremely messy as your stereotypical bachelor pad was. Week old pizza, still in its box, lay under the couch. Various papers were scattered all over the room by the occupants of the flat. Popcorn was thrown all over the floor and a soda stain was on the rug. The room was completed by one Sirius Black laying on the couch with his shoes still on.

There was a crashing sound from the fireplace a figure got out taking the ash out with her and making the flat even messier.

"Hello my love," Sirius called to her.

"Remus is going to have a fit when he sees this," Rose scolded the two fully-grown wizards.

"He's away for the week," James explained.

"He's coming back Thursday," Sirius cut in.

"Today is Thursday," Rose informed him.

"Oh shit!" Sirius yelled. He sprang up and began doing spells to get the stains out and to pick up the papers and popcorn. He ended making it worse. The stains had spread, the papers even further from being in a pile and the popcorn was embedded in the carpet.

"When are going to learn that only Lily could clean up a mess like this magically?" Rose asked. Sirius looked guilty and James looked put off. "That also happens to be the reason I'm here. I have decided that yours, Romeo, is not a completely lost cause, so therefore, I shall help."