What I found (Teddy)

[TEDDY LUPIN]

Teddy had been waiting for her outburst. The last time that she had done this, she was calm, cool, and collected. She had been absolutely cruel, but he hadn’t done anything back. He had begged and pleaded, saying how sorry he was, but it didn’t matter to her. And he knew that, in a way, how she had reacted was appropriate to the situation. She had only been protecting herself, and getting herself out of their relationship the only way she knew how to without harming him physically. When Victoire was angry…it was a scary sight, one that he knew way too much about. They hadn’t fought often when they were together, but that occasional argument showed how explosive both of their tempers could be when pushed to that point.

“Vic…I swear, it was just a stupid mistake. One that I’m so sorry for.” He said. He felt absolutely miserable by this point. Why had he told her? Why couldn’t he have just lied, and said that they had broken up over a stupid fight? They could’ve been happy right now, him feeling guilty that their new relationship was built on lies, but happy that he had his Vic back, instead of being so lonely without her. He hadn’t dated after her, he hadn’t been with any woman after her…she was it. He knew that. And he wasn’t going to be stupid enough to let her get away from him again. He looked at her as she sobbed, wanting to hold her and let her cry on his shoulder, but he knew that the gesture wouldn’t at all be appreciated.

All of a sudden, papers were being thrown at him. He had never looked at them, thinking that he had stuck them there and then forgotten about them, but apparently not. Apparently, they were hers’. He picked some of them up, and saw notes of a new type of healing that could help people in the field. Aurors. People like him. His stomach dropped. He was such an ass. He had messed up so badly, because she had been working all the time. But while she was slaving over her work, she was trying to find a cure for injuries that happened to people like him. For him. That made him feel worse. “Vic, I had…I didn’t…I’m so sorry.” He whispered. He didn’t know what else to say. He just looked at the papers in his hands, not able to look at her, to acknowledge the fact that he was the reason that she was like this…it was all his fault…but he didn’t want it to be.

[VICTOIRE WEASLEY]

Vic did grab one vase that she recognized. It was the vase she had bought when they first moved in that they never ended up putting any flowers in. It just sat there like a stupid lump of a thing, which was exactly what it was. So she reached out then and toppled it over. It was expendable, it was smashable, it wasn’t important, and evidently she wasn’t important either. Then it was in pieces on the floor and she felt bad about that. She pulled out her wand and fixed it, but then she smashed it again. That was the pattern for a few minutes, crash, fix, crash, fix, crash, fix. She let it fall one more time and she didn’t pick it up that time. There was no point in it. She had all this anger and sadness and nothing she could do for it. Then again a part of her was so tired of being angry and sad, though she could not remember her year of it.

Still depression was depression and she had it. Of course it had gone undiagnosed as she was a healer, and one of the terribly stubborn ones. Part of hr wished that he had lied to her about it, part of her wanted him to tell her that he was kidding. Still she knew he was too good of a person to lie to her like that, or to lie to anyone like that. The worst part was that she knew that his cheating was probably very much her fault. Now she was standing in an apartment that she didn’t belong in and she was cold and wet and bloody. In a matter of minutes though she was not violently angry anymore, or really angry at all. She was just sad.

Vic dropped her head a little and crossed her arms in a way that was a bit more like wrapping them around herself. Her head was aching but she didn’t say anything. She didn’t want to say anything. She felt terrible about all of this. ”I should have told you.” She murmured it quietly. She sniffed a few times, with plenty of silent tears. She knew she should go home but she didn’t know where home was. Also based on that picture she could not go to her family, as he evidently got them in the break up. She had no one to go to and she could not remember where home was not. Still she wiped her eyes. ”I should go home.”

[TEDDY LUPIN]

Teddy heard the vase smashing over and over, and then stayed broken. This whole situation was so…so messed up, it was unbelievable. He felt such an amount of guilt, it was threatening to swallow him alive. He felt miserable, and the fact that his and Vic’s non-relationship seemed to be going down harder than it should, since nothing really existed between the two of them. Okay, that wasn’t true. They had such an extensive history, and they did love each other, but Teddy was unclear on where they stood, and he didn’t think he wanted to know, either. That would’ve made things even worse, in his opinion, especially if he didn’t like the answer he would get, and he had a feeling that the answer he didn’t like would be the one he would get.

He nodded, gulping slightly. If she had told him, then he wouldn’t have done that. Then they’d be happy right now, probably eating at some restaurant and laughing, probably engaged, or even married. But he didn’t blame her. She hadn’t known that he would go off and cheat on her because she was abandoning him for work. Work that was being done to save him. The sickening feeling was still there, mocking him. It just made him sit there and mope. When he heard her speak, though, he freaked out.

“No! I’m not letting you go. You don’t even know where home is, do you?” Teddy said, in a slightly accusing tone. He didn’t want her to go anywhere because then, he wouldn’t be able to keep an eye on her. He was worried, and what happened if something went wrong? She wouldn’t come to him, he knew that. Please, after what she had found out today, he would be surprised if she ever spoke to him again! “Stay the night. I’ll take you home tomorrow. Maybe you can stay with family or something. I don’t want you on your own.” He hoped that, for once, she would listen to him, because this really wasn’t the time for her to start acting stubborn.

[VICTOIRE WEASLEY]

Vic was not sure what to do with herself in this situation. It was too much, way too much. She could just stand there in this place that evidently she didn’t belong in. It was hard though because she thought that she did belong here. She could not help but wonder if some other woman had taken her place in his life, in this house. Was this that woman’s home now? Was it the woman that he had cheated on her with? That was hurtful, this was her home, she still felt that way. It did not look like there was a woman’s touch here beyond the things that she had left here.

She desperately wanted to ask him if she could stay and they could live like they used to. After all he seemed sorry so how could she blame him? This had evidently been some huge mistake, and while she was angry she didn’t want to live like this. She didn’t want to miss holidays, she didn’t want to move, she didn’t want to be alone. More than just her being alone, she wanted to be with Teddy. He had been in more or less all of her life as yet, and she felt that they still had a good number of days left. Still she could not just continue on in his life like this. It seemed like he was almost waiting for her to leave anyways. Still she dropped her hand from the door knob when he spoke.

”Yes I do, I remember it.” She pursed her lips together into a thin line. However this was not because she was angry but because she didn’t want to cry again. However that started to break down quickly. First her lips started to tremble, that was always the first sign, then tears slipped out. She sniffed and then spoke, her words slightly slurred by sobs and hiccups. ”This is home, or at least this is supposed to be home. I don’t want to be alone, I don’t want to be broken up. I don’t want to miss more holidays or more years.” She was embarassed but it had to be said.

[TEDDY LUPIN]

He didn’t want her to either. He didn’t want to waste any more days fighting with her. He didn’t want to avoid her anymore. He didn’t want to have to come home to an empty apartment every evening and cook himself dinner in the stony silence that permeated from every corner of the room, no matter the fact that the television was on. He missed her touch on the apartment. He had been stupid, and it had cost him his and her happiness. He guessed he was paying for it…she had paid for it, too; she just didn’t remember it.

“I don’t want to stay broken up, either. I don’t want to be alone, either. I want to be with you. I miss you so much…you being away, for holidays, for a year, just proved how much I love you.” Teddy said softly. “Stay. We can get all of your stuff, we can move you back in…we can start over, sort-of. It’ll be just like the old days, before all of this happened.” He said. He went over to her and took her into his arms, letting her cry into his shoulder. He knew that this was horrible, this whole situation…it was hard for the both of them. But he could make it better, somehow. He would make it up to her. He knew he would.

[VICTOIRE WEASLEY]

This was humiliating. She did not want to have to beg him to take her back, that was not what she wanted from him. In fact that was the last thing she wanted in a way, she wanted something more mutual. Of course had Vic been able to remember it she would have known just how miserable her little apartment was. The walls were bare with most things still in containers. She had unpacked them and then put them away again. She didn’t want to see the things that used to exist in the other apartment. Maybe that was crazy of her but she could not help it. She just wanted to forget and move on, but that was impossible. It was too hard to do when he was always around in some sense. Still she could not remember that now.

She tensed for a moment when he took her in his arms. Soon enough though she melted into them just like she used to, her crying slowing and quieting a little. She sniffed. ”You s-shouldn’t hug me like this, I’m all bloody and gross. I’ll get you bloody and gross. How can I go back to work like this?” She was shivering as she was wet and cold from the snow and the blood. Still all the same she didn’t let go of him. She didn’t want to now that they were like this.

[TEDDY LUPIN]

Teddy almost smiled when her crying started to get lesser and lesser. He hated it when she cried. He always made sure to try to make her as happy as possible, and her tears always broke his heart. When she started talking about how she was bloody and gross, he let out a soft chuckle. She thought of the stupidest, littlest things sometimes. It just made him laugh. “Do you really think I care? Plus, you can shower. I’ll go get an extra towel from where we used to keep them in the hall closet.” He said with a shrug. He knew that it bothered her, being like this, plus he felt her shivering, and didn’t want her to get sick. A head wound on top of being sick just seemed to be too much for Victoire to handle, especially with memory loss.

When she talked about work, he tensed. How could she go back to work? He didn’t want her to go back, not yet. He would call in, tell St. Mungo’s that she needed a couple of days off. Maybe she could go visit her parents, he could go tell Harry and Ginny the good news…he didn’t want them to return to reality just yet. It seemed so much easier to just stay and hide in their apartment, at least, for right now. “I can call in for you, tell them that you needed a few days off for rest. It’ll be fine.” He said, shrugging slightly, not wanting to move too much, as if to disturb her.