"Teddy…TEDDY! Vicky…VICKY!" Came the voice of Lily.

"Hmm…what?" Teddy asked as he woke up. We were watching all the kids at Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny's house, as we do every Friday night. Once it got late, the kids divided rooms and Teddy and I went into his room (well, when he stayed over). Of course, we don't like, sleep in the same bed. Well, this time was different. We were talking and we fell asleep. But nothing happened! I swear!

"I um…" Lily shifted nervously, "I had a really bad dream and I was scared and I was wondering if I could sleep with you."

"Sure. Come on in then." Teddy helped Lily in bed and she snuggled up between us. We both put our arms around her, and eventually we all fell asleep.

It must've been hours of peaceful sleep before Lily started jerking in bed. I woke up and found her twisting around, tears streaking her face. I reached out to her, but Teddy got there first.

"Hey, no, shh. Lily, are you okay?"

"No." Her reply was muffled because her head was on Teddy's chest.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" I noticed in the dark that Teddy's hair was slowly starting to change color. This might just be an opportunity for my first entry into my Color Feelings Journal. I was interrupted from my thoughts when Lily spoke up again.

"I had a dream that Mummy and Daddy died in the war." I saw Teddy's expression; this was all too personal for him.

"Really?" He asked in a soft voice.

"Yeah, they were fighting the bad guys and they killed them and I just stood there watching. And I couldn't do anything no matter how hard I tried. And the good guys lost the battle and Mummy and Daddy never got buried and they just laid there forever in front of Hogwarts and I never existed." She finished, breaking down sobbing in Teddy's shirt.

Teddy had to take a minute to compose herself, then said, "Lils, listen to me. It's just a dream, okay? It's not real. Voldemort did not win, and your parents are alive. They are…alive." He choked out the last part, and it became clear to me that he was crying. I felt bad, so I took Lily into my arms. All of a sudden, we heard a noise coming from James's room.

"Ooh! I'll go see what it is." Lily ran out of the room to James's, running into the bedpost.

I laughed a little and turned on the light, so she could actually see where she was going. Once she left, I turned to Teddy. His face was in his hands, and he was breathing was jagged. I opened my arms out to him, but he moved away.

"I'm fine." He said.

"No. You're not. Come here." I commanded, opening my arms out wider. He finally gave in and moved into my arms, sobbing on my shoulder.

"It's okay. Let it all out."

"I miss them." He said. That caught me off guard.

"I know you do, but you still have Andromeda." I say, grasping his shoulders and pulling him away so that he was looking into his eyes. "And you have me. I will always be your best friend." He gave a small smile and I hugged him tightly. His hair was an alarming shade of pink. I thought about why, and I remembered it started changing color when he was calming Lily. When he was being nurturing, and kind, and sincere.

Pink means he is feeling caring and sympathetic.

And thus, the first color was discovered.