Title: April Showers Bring May...Floods
Pairing: Teddy/Lily Luna; Teddy/Victoire
Rating: Light R
Prompt: #91 - "Having an affair is nothing like taking a pottery class. It would start out like that, and then, um, something would happen. Someone, uh, finds out, or someone falls in love, and it ends disastrously. It always ends disastrously." - Unfaithful
Word count: ~6,250
Betas: alwayswithabook , aigooism and a lovely person who preferred to stay anonymous.
Warnings/content: Infidelity (duh!). Minor sexual content (nothing too explicit). Not happy ending (this is no spoiler. Read the pormpt)
Summary: Teddy was right; affairs always ended badly.
Notes: Originally written for teddy_fest . I want to clarify that no character bashing is intended. I think every character in this story is infurating and stupid at some point. This was unintentional. I like all of them and hope you do too at the end. Also cross-posted on fandom_fridays for Week #42 with the prompt "Just because I want to use your body as a jungle gym doesn't mean we need to get married".
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. All works posted at this community were written entirely for fun without making any profit. No copyright infringement is intended.

April Showers Bring May...Floods

April 28th

The kettle started whistling, signalling the water was ready for his tea. Teddy looked for the tea leaves that Ginny had sent him two weeks ago. Starting to pour the water in his cup, he remembered Victoire was in the house.

"Do you want a cup of tea, Vic?" he asked loudly enough so she could hear him from her study.

Having excelled in her career as a Healer, Victoire had decided to study Muggle medicine. The prospect of starting a family was long forgotten after a few false alarms and a couple of miscarriages. Embarrassed and appalled at the idea of a Weasley considering adoption, Victoire immersed herself into work and studying, leaving as a memory of the happiness that characterised the first years of their married life.

Teddy entered her study. She was surrounded by a lot of large books, and she frantically pressed the keys of that laptop thing she had to buy for University. "Vic?"

"Huh?" Her head snapped away from the screen. "Oh, Teddy," she said, her voice lacking any emotion, as she turned to look at him.

It wasn't the bags under her eyes or the messy hair that made it hard for Teddy to remember a time when he considered her the most beautiful creature to walk the face of the Earth. It was her spirit. It was like her soul had been turned off long ago. The radiance that she had always emanated was now nowhere in sight and Teddy would give anything to have his Victoire back.

"I'm making tea. Do you want a cup?"

"No. I'm drinking coffee," she answered dismissively, already facing the computer as if he wasn't in the room anymore.

"Oh," he said with a frown. "I didn't see you in the kitchen."

"Didn't have to use it," Victoire said, waving a flask of coffee over her shoulder.

"Ah...alright. Well...if you want something to eat, I could-"

"Can't eat. Makes me sleepy, remember?"

"Right. I'll let you study then," he said dully. Not receiving any response, he headed back to the kitchen.

Teddy leaned against the counter, watching the tree in the backyard dance with the wind in the dark night. Taking deep breaths of the peppermint tea with honey cradled in his hands, he watched in silence out the window. He might as well go to bed, he thought to himself, after finishing his tea. He couldn't see Victoire joining him any time soon.

Taking one last sip, he saw the shadow of a person moving outside. Grabbing his wand, Teddy went outside to investigate, closing the door behind him and setting the wards around the house. Growing up with people as paranoid as the Weasleys and the Potters didn't leave him much of a choice.

Walking in the darkness, besides the sound of the strong wind playing with the tree, a sob reached his ears.

"Lumos," he whispered in confusion.

"Teddy?" a quivering voice asked. A voice he was familiar with. "Oh, Teddy!" Next thing he knew, Lily was hugging him tightly with her arms around his neck and sobbing openly against his shoulder.

"Lily? Lily, what's wrong? Are you alright?"

"No," she cried, "Chris- Christopher left me!" as another set of tears started to dampen his shirt.

"Shh...it's okay. It's going to be alright," he cooed against her ear, caressing her long hair like he had done when she was a little girl afraid of storms. "Let's go inside."

"Here, drink this."

"What is it?" she asked between heavy sobs.

"A Calming Draught. You're going to choke if you don't breathe, Lily," he explained, sitting beside her and rubbing her back to soothe her.

Drinking the potion in one go, Lily instantly calmed down, now only sniffing occasionally.

"Is Vic home?"

"She's studying. Do you want to talk to her?"

"No, no. I was just asking," she said with a shrug. After a couple of minutes of sitting in silence, Lily looked at him with a small smile. "Aren't you going to ask me what happened?"

He shook his head slowly. His gaze fixed on the empty glass on the table. The rim of it stained with her lipstick. "No," he finally said. "You're going to tell me eventually... if you need to. I know that an interrogation was what you were trying to avoid by coming here and not going to your parents'."

Lily chuckled humourlessly as she rested her head against his shoulder. "Yeah. Thanks, Teddy."

"Anytime, Lils," he said, pressing a kiss on her forehead.

May 1st

"You are kidding me, aren't you?" Victoire said angrily, placing her hands on her hips.

"No, of course I'm not kidding you. For fuck's sake Victoire, don't you understand? I've made a special dinner for your birthday, I've been waiting for you for six bloody hours and I just discovered you were already home only because you flushed the fucking toilet? Does that seem like a joke to you?" Teddy screamed back, gesturing madly in anger.

"It clearly is as I would expect you to know by now when my birthday is!" The sound of books being shut with all her strength were muffled by their shouts.

"Of course I know when your birthday is! I just thought that, for a change, we could actually celebrate it happily instead of in a bloody Memorial with the portraits of my dead parents on the wall among those of other people that died in the War."

"Excuse me for having things to do and focusing on my career!" she screamed sarcastically, following him to the kitchen.

"Exactly! That's the problem, Victoire! This is a marriage, and I can't make a marriage work by myself. The only thing you live for is your career. Where does that leave me?" Engrossed in his anger, Teddy hadn't realised he had pressed Victoire against the wall. His knuckles hurting as he had punctuated each word with a punch on it.

"I don't know what you want from me, Ted," she spat in disgust and fear as his hair fell against his forehead in deep red.

He gasped, letting his gaze fall to the floor. "You don't get it, do you? You still don't get it," he said more to himself than to her.

Grabbing the bottle of wine from the table, he strode out of the house and Disapparated to the first place he could think of.

Teddy knocked on the door, his breathing laboured as he tried to control himself from breaking everything in front of him in anger.

"Who is it?"

"Teddy," he said, leaning against the doorframe. The door opened quickly to reveal Lily. "Can I crash here for the night?" Teddy asked, showing Lily the expensive bottle of wine.

As Lily moved away from the door to let him in, she waved the glass of firewhiskey in Teddy's direction. "The party has already started," she said sourly, rolling her eyes and taking a big gulp of her drink.

"'S okay. I'll catch up," he joked humourlessly, opening the wine with his wand and sipping on the wine from the bottle as he entered Lily's apartment.


They had spent the last two hours drinking in silence; the sound of ice cubes on a glass were the only thing to break it.

"He wanted to live," Lily said suddenly.

"Wha'?" Teddy asked in confusion, looking at her. Her legs were thrown over one arm of the armchair as she rested her back on the other.

"Christopher," she whispered. "He left me because he said he wanted to live life before getting married and starting a family. He said he wanted to see the world." She finished her glass in one go before continuing. "Like we couldn't do that together," she said bitterly. "It's not like I chased him everywhere begging him to get me pregnant, you know?" she finished in a hopeless tone.

"I'm sorry, Lils," he said sympathetically. "If it's of any consolation to you, marriage is not a fun ride."

"I don't care! I want him! For all I care, we could have stayed engaged the rest of our lives. I don't need to marry him. I just need Christopher." Tears started running down her face as she spoke.

"I know. I'm sorry. I'm just not the best to comfort anybody tonight. C'me here," Teddy said opening his arms.

Lily sat on the couch beside him and let her body rest against his. His arms surrounded her and rubbed her back slowly. Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to enjoy the warmth of his body.

"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked hesitantly.

Teddy heaved a sigh. "Things aren't going so well with Vic. She- she's never home, and when she is, I barely see her. She's immersed in her work and doesn't say more than two words to me. It's like... like we are two strangers living in the same house," he explained sadly, feeling dizzy from all the alcohol in his body.

"I'm sorry," she slurred drunkenly, sliding a hand under his shirt and softly caressing his chest with her nails.

Inhaling deeply through his teeth, Teddy closed his eyes and savoured the gesture. "Yeah... I miss her touch most of all, you know? The comfort of having someone's body next to me at night. Someone I can hold after a long day. Someone who can make me feel...alive," he whispered, lowering his gaze to look into her eyes.

Closing her eyes, Lily closed the small distance and kissed him on the lips. The kiss was short, but after not being rejected, she kissed him again, her tongue now caressing his closed lips, asking for entrance. Opening his mouth, Teddy started kissing her back passionately, savouring her tongue. He marvelled at how sweet she tasted despite the bitter mix of wine and firewhiskey. It wasn't long before she straddled his hips and started unbuttoning his shirt.

"Wait," he gasped. "This... this isn't-"

"Teddy, don't try to fight it. You know you want it. You need it. And so do I," Lily whispered against his neck. She kept moving her hips, rubbing her center against the tent in his trousers. "Why not find comfort in each other? Just for tonight?"

She separated from him and looked him in the eyes. Her brown eyes were a shade darker than usual, and her red hair fell carelessly around her shoulders. Her chest moved up and down with each agitated breath. Images of the seven-year-old girl with braids that followed him around, begging him to play with her dolls were erased from his mind as he looked at the woman straddling him against the couch.

"You're not my Lily girl anymore, huh?" he thought out loud as his hands caressed her arms.

"At least not a girl anymore," she said wickedly, giving him a seductive smile.

Grabbing her face between his hands, Teddy brought Lily closer to kiss her one more time. "Are you sure?"

"Teddy, I'm not a virgin. Now, help me with my shirt."

A/N: This fic was already written and posted in livejournal long ago. I decided to post it here in chapters. There won't be any alterations to it. I just thought that instead of posting a fic of 6700 words in one go, I could divide it in chapters. Hope you like it, don't forget to review and stayed tuned for the upcoming chapters!