"I'm a mess; I confess that I am nothing without you

And there is nothing I can do to prove to you I'm being honest."

-The Scene Aesthetic, "Come What May"

A sharp tapping noise came from the direction of her window; she knew what it was without looking over since it the same thing had been happening once an hour, on the hour, all day today and the day before. The only time it stopped was at night and she was thankful for that. Lily strode over to the window and, once again, opened it. In popped the same large barn owl with the same exact thing tied on its leg as before: a red rose and a piece of parchment. She untied these things from the owl's leg and it flew away into the breezy summer day.

Lily already had an idea of what was written on the parchment, but she undid the scroll anyways. Her green eyes read the brief message and narrowed when they finished.

"I'm sorry, Lily. What can I do to make it up to you? Just tell me and I will do it.

Love, your Teddybear."

Shaking her head, she tossed the letter and flower onto her bedside table, along with the others. She did not care what Teddy had to say; she was not ready to talk with him.

Lily had not returned home the last few days; she had not seen her parents since the wedding. She did not think that she could face them yet. She had gone knocking on Rose's apartment and begged her cousin to let her stay for a few nights. Rose welcomed her with open arms and told her to stay as long as she needed to stay. She had let her parents know, by owl, where she was staying and that she was not quite ready to come home. Her mother had sent her a letter back saying that she could come home whenever she was ready and that no one there was upset with her.

"Rose?" she called out, feeling a sudden need to talk to someone about her problems. Her cousin had not asked about what happened after she left the wedding and Lily had not been ready to tell her, until now.

"Yes?" Rose appeared in the doorway, her scarlet hair pulled up into a perfectly messy bun, something that Lily was never able to accomplish.

"Can I talk to you about something?" she asked her, hesitantly.

An understanding look crossed over her face and she nodded her head. "Of course you can. Come, sit down on the bed." She took her own seat at the head of the bed and patted the area across from her.

Lily crossed the room and sat down opposite from Rose, hugging her knees. "I don't know what to do about Teddy," she told her cousin as the tears started drip from her eyes. Rose had plenty of experience with difficult relationships; after all, her long time boyfriend was a Malfoy.

"If you don't mind me asking, what happened when you left for Diagon Alley?" her cousin asked her.

Lily sniffed and wiped her tears with her hand. "I walked in on Vicky kissing him, or at least, he said that she was the one who kissed him…. I'm not sure if I believe him."

Rose nodded her head and then asked, "Do you truly think that he would lie to you?"

"I don't know, Rosie. I want to say 'no' but I can't. I wish I had never said anything and then he would not be so hurt." She glanced over to the pile of roses and letters and sighed.

Rose followed her gazed and when she saw the heap of flowers her eyes widened. "He sent you all of those?"

"Every hour, on the hour, for the past two days," Lily told her, shaking her head.

"Well, I think he is sorry. At least, it looks like that," she said with a small grin. "Why don't you talk to him? It will never be right between you two if you never give him a chance to explain."

Lily rubbed her eyes and shook her head again. "I do not think I can talk to him; I can't stand him at the moment and being near him would probably not help anything. I need time just to think everything over."

"I understand, Lily. If you truly love him, you will know it," her cousin told her, pulling her into an embrace. "I gotta go, though. I told Scorp that I would meet him for lunch on his work break. I'll see you soon." Rose moved off the bed and left the room.

Her talk with Rose helped a little bit; she felt better telling someone what she was going through. She could not take her cousin's advice, though, not yet. She felt that if she talked with Teddy right now, she would not even want to try and understand what he was telling her. A break between them would be what she needed at the moment to get her thoughts all sorted out.

Lily did not actually hate Teddy; she had only told him that so he would let her go. Her fragile heart broke all over again when she watched a pained look cross over his face; she did not like to see him upset. Lately, it seemed to her that all they had done the past few days was make each other upset. Maybe they did not really belong together.

She heard another knock at the window and let out a groan. Had it already been an hour since the last letter and flower? Glancing at the gold watch on her wrist, she saw that only thirty five minutes had passed since the last owl had come to the window. Curious, she approached the window and pushed the red silk curtains to the side. She jumped backwards with surprise when she saw a face peering back at her.

Who is looking at her through the window? I wonder....hahaha. I hope that everyone liked it and don't forget to review. I thank you all kindly for the reviews that you have left.

Thanks again Mew!