Roses and Thorns [H.S]

I came home with mascara dripping down my face and when I got to my door there was a rose sitting on the door handle. I know that was not there when I left. I pull out my phone and start to text lily when I feel a sudden hand on my hips turning me around. When I turn around I see the familiar emerald eyes red and puffy like mine. There was a long pause before either of us spoke. But I break the silence when I say his name "....... Harry."