AN: I realized most of the things I write are romance and even though this hints at it, it's mostly familyness.

Disclaimer: I don't own it.

Lily slammed the front door to her Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione's house, tears streaming down her face. Hermione looked out from the kitchen and the smile fell off her face as soon as she saw her niece's face.

"Lily, what happened? It's dark outside, what are you doing here?" she asked, walking over to the girl and running a hand through her hair. The fifteen year old sniffled loudly and shook her head, not willing to try her own voice. She'd probably attempt to speak and just burst into tears again.

Hermione frowned, trying to figure out a way to help.

"W-where's R-rosie?" Lily croaked, rubbing at her eyes.

"Up in her room, go right on up, and if you need anything, just let me know, alright?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow. Lily nodded and thanked her aunt, before racing up the stairs. She stopped just outside of Rose's bedroom, wondering if she was being stupid or not, before deciding to enter anyway.

Rose looked up from her book, about to yell at whoever was intruding, but stopped short.

"Lily?" she asked softly, looking at her cousin with a worried look. "That bloody idiot of a boy just won't notice me! No matter what I do!" Lily screamed, slamming Rose's bedroom door, glaring at it.

"Who won't notice you?" Rose asked, trying to keep up.

"Lysander!" Lily yelled, leaping onto the bed next to Rose and laying her head in the older girl's lap.

Out of habit, Rose began to play with Lily's hair, looking down at her.

"Lysander Scamander? Lily, he's got his head too far up in the clouds to notice a owl flying in front of his face and landing on his head, and you expect him to realize you fancy him? You have to be straight forward with the bloke, or he'll never figure it out" Rose explained.

"He noticed when Alyssa Finnigan fancied him last year. They dated for three months" Lily growled, tears streaming down her face at a faster pace now. Rose let out a long sigh, feeling concern raise up in her chest.

"How about we spend some time here, just the girl cousins and we can finally convince you that there's nothing wrong you, since I know that's what you think" Rose said, standing up. Before Lily could respond, she was down the stairs and begging her mother to allow her cousins over for a sleepover.

Within twenty minutes, Victorie, Dominique, Molly, Lucy and Roxanne were all crammed into Rose's room, various blankets and sleeping bags spread out on the floor.

Lily, who was still sniffling miserably, had her head in Dominique's lap, the older girl exchanging worried looks with her older sister across the room.

The room sat in silence for a moment, until Lily broke it.

"Is there something wrong with me? I mean, all Alyssa had to do was walk by and Lysander was chasing her around like a Seeker trying to catch a snitch, and I've been his bloody best friend for years and he can't seem to notice me" she muttered, her face buried in Dominique's stomach.

"Scamander only noticed Alyssa Finnigan because she walks around in skin tight clothing with her breasts hanging out of her shirt. Don't you worry about her at all, Lily" Victorie said, smiling brightly at her younger cousin.

"Perhaps that's what he likes" Lily muttered, shrugging her shoulders.

"Lily Luna Potter!" Lucy yelled loudly, causing Molly, who was laying next to her, to cringe and rub her ear at the volume. Lily rolled over so she could see Lucy, but kept her head in Dominique's lap.

"Honestly, don't ever think you need to dress like that desperate girl to get any blokes attention, Lysander or not" Lucy mumbled, shaking her head. "Lucy's right, Lils, Lysander should be able to see how amazing you are all on his own, and if he can't, he's a bloody moron" Molly added.

For the first time that night, Lily cracked a smile.

"Finally! It's about time I got to see that beautiful smile!" Victorie yelled, reaching over and running a hand through Lily's hair.

"Don't worry about him, Lily. He'll come around" Molly said.

"And if he doesn't, we'll just have to beat some sense into him. Any bloke on this planet can see how amazing you are, so stop your crying" Roxanne said, grinning a little.

"Always so sensitive, Roxy, honestly" Lucy teased, dodging Roxanne as she tried to slap her.

Lily sat up, and wiped her eyes, feeling tired from all the crying.

"Thanks, you are the best cousins in the world" she muttered.

"We do try" Roxanne joked, grinning again.

"What do you want to do know, Lily? This whole night is all about making you feel better" Dominique said, smiling as Lily let out a rather loud yawn. "How about sleep?" the girl asked, grinning sheepishly.

Her cousins agreed, and within a few moments, Lily was out cold, her head rested back in Dominique's lap.

"She could have just used a pillow" Dominique muttered, but the smile on her face showed she was just glad her baby cousin was feeling better.

The next morning, Lysander Scamander came marching up the front walk, smiling when he saw Rose and Lucy in the front yard.

"Hello Rosie! Luce!" he yelled, smiling his normal dreamy smile, his blue eyes shining.

The first part of his day had gone rather well, so he was surprised when Lucy stormed up to him and kicked him hard in the shin, making him fall to the ground.

"Why can't you open your eyes?" she growled under her breath.

"In order to walk, my eyes have to be open, therefore, I do open them" Lysander said in reply, a sarcastic tone entering his voice.

Lucy rolled her eyes and grabbed Rose's arm, leading her back into the house and leaving Lysander laying on the grass, completely confused.

"What the bloody hell was that all about?" he screamed to no one, groaning loudly as he fell backwards onto the grass.

AN: This was a oneshot...but multi-chaptered? I think yes. Review!