Andromeda Tonks

She made sure that her child was away, that she was out of danger, in case this was nothing more than a random visit.

Andromeda wanted to believe that her sister had come to see her, but she didn't dare to hope for more than a few polite words.

"She is, more than you imagine." she offered, "Why did you wanted to see me?" shr didn't want to be so direct, but if she softened up she might get hurt.

The physical signs of the curse had been quickly countered, but it had taken her too long to get there to counter all of the effects of the curse. Now she was mostly blind in her left eye, but she wasn't dead and that was something that the auror was more than happy to live with.

But follow up appointments weren't something she was the greatest at ensuring that she did, so here they were with her shuffling into Andromeda's office with a quiet grumble as she dropped down into a seat. "Bah. I've too much to do to have time for coffee," she huffed, a wry smile sliding onto her features, "But I figured I'd better be good and show up, or who knows what trickery you've got up your sleeves."

"Don't we all? But making time for one self is as good as keeping up with work." she admitted, even if she just lived for her patients and her family.

Smirking at the comment she opened Amelia's file and shrugged, "I'll never tell, just so you know not even Sirius escapes from my tricks." she joked, taking her quill, "I know this is the boring part, but please know that it is as boring for me as it is for you. Have you felt new developments since we last spoke?"

He made his way towards all the merchandise stands, gazing around at his options. He was walking towards a food stand when someone stumbled forward and knocked into him. Steadying them almost automatically - he was a gentleman after all - he took a step away once he realised who it was. "I'm fine," he said coolly. "You should be more careful, you could have fallen flat on your face if I wasn't here."

"You are right, but it seems I can not help it, I'm the exception to every Black standard." she tried to be funny, but he wouldn't find it that way. "I was expecting you to be at Burke's not here with the rest of us." it was true, the purebloods usually preferred other settings than mixing with others.

Talking to Dora about security was always scary, she was 8, old enough, but she also was still a kid, and when they were outside in the muggle world there was a risk of her showing her color changing hair. And in the magical world, running into not so pleasant people.

Nymphadora wasn’t exactly sheltered, she understood that there were people that disliked half bloods, and hated his father, but Andromeda did her best to make little Dora’s life as care free as possible.

“Can I get chocolate too?” Dora asked to her uncle knowing that he would say yes faster than her mum.

Andromeda rolled her eyes knowing the tactic too well, but she trusted Regulus.

“Your mother put you up to the Muggle event? That sounds a bit odd for aunt Walburga.” it was true that it would put them on a better spot in front of the press, but Regulus wasn’t exactly the outgoing heir type.

It was Dora’s turn to speak again, “We went to see James at the Radio booth, and to the toy crafting place, the wood craft person was really awesome, mummy got me a bunny!”

             sometimes when regulus took his niece's hand —well maybe the other way around, dora had always felt at ease around him, could even feel when he needed a reminder of what they were fighting for— he thought of his own childhood, and no matter how striking different they were, the same ideology impacted them both. he wondered if andromeda thought about it too. how they had been raised to hate what they didn't even know, and while dora's upbringing is as far away from hating others as anyone can get, she still feels the effects of those poisonous ideals.

             ❝i mean it's one day a year, right andy? so we can get chocolate too?❞ regulus asked timidly but gave dora a bright smile and continued to be led through the multitude.

             ❝yes and no❞ regulus said shaking his head, ❝she didn't have much of a choice, did not have a good excuse not to support the ministry with this, her beloved public image can not afford to take a hit, i don't think she even cares, but you know her, appearances are everything...❞ he shrugged and let the words hang in the air.

She wasn't naive, she knew what Regulus was and what he had done, like many of their friends and family, they had chosen, they had thought they were following the right ideal, until it was too late to back out. But she was happy that Dora could have a happy memory from Regulus, and not tainted with his previous actions, not yet anyway.

"You say that every time we go out." Andromeda reminded him, rolling her eyes knowing that it was a lost battle, "We'll take some for that and see about eating them there, the apple is sweet enough for now." she offered, making the child pout but knowing that it wasn't a total lost.

"Ah, that makes more sense." Walburga was all about appearances, so it made perfect sense that this was something she pretended to care about.

At the mention of James, Andromeda saw the change in Regulus expression, "We just greeted him at the radio booth, I'm sure anything you do would be more fun than that." she chuckled, knowing why Regulus felt like that, but James was a good man, that took Sirius in, Andromeda couldn't hate him.

"What are we doing?" the little girl asked excitedly, as she wanted to always have fun.

It wasn't that she had anything against Evan, it was just that it seemed that she just tripped on everyone that wanted nothing to do with her, or dead for all that mattered.

"Hello Evan, It's been a while, yes, Ted is good he's with–" she was going to say Dora when the child interrupted her.

"Mum!" the 9 year old came running to her, "Dad is asking if you want... how's this?" the child frowned trying to put the name with the face because she remembered someone like him.

Andromeda wasn't sure what Evan would do to Dora, but she hoped that nothing would be the case. She always hoped for the best, even if she wasn't as naive as to expect it.

Emilia Clarke as G'iah

Andromeda was glad the first time Regulus reached out, after she left the family there was little hope that her former family would opt to contact her, she tried messaging everyone, however, she imagined either they didn’t want to contact her or the elders decided for them. Whatever the reason was, she decided to just focus on her kid and eventually people started coming back to her. Which made her happy.

And of course Dora love all the attention she got from the relatives, the new one and the old ones, which was amazing when Regulus accepted them and didn’t recoiled at her not being pure, but actually visited more.

Dora moved around trying to get sweets after sweets, and when she was squeezed between the strangers she did what was natural and took the hand of someone she trusted, she forgot that she shouldn’t be taking Regulus hand, but that is what she did.

“Is the Ministry making you work at the fair? Keeping civilians safe?” Andromeda tried teasing.

             it had not been easy, the first time or rather times that regulus had met with andromeda, there was always that fear gnawing at him threatening to consume him, what if they know, what if they followed, what if in his need to keep andromeda close he had put her at risk. but with time it became bearable, not easy, never easy, regulus believed it would never be easy, not until they put an end to those that would haunt his cousin's husband and daughter, but it became manageable.

             nobody would even consider the possibility of regulus black sitting in a muggle diner having breakfast for dinner, much less to be sitting across from andromeda black tonks, of walks at st. james with little dora insisting they play a game of tag, or adventures to the movie theater. which was why their meetings were safe, or as safe as they could be when their family was one of the most powerful in the wizarding world. nothing about it made sense, at least not for those who knew regulus, no one would believe he was the one to keep in contact with andy after she left, that he had met nymphadora, that he didn’t blame ted.

Nymphadora wasn't exactly sheltered, she understood that there were people that disliked half bloods, and hated his father, but Andromeda did her best to make little Dora's life as care free as possible.

"Can I get chocolate too?" Dora asked to her uncle knowing that he would say yes faster than her mum.

Andromeda rolled her eyes knowing the tactic too well, but she trusted Regulus.

"Your mother put you up to the Muggle event? That sounds a bit odd for aunt Walburga." it was true that it would put them on a better spot in front of the press, but Regulus wasn't exactly the outgoing heir type.

Andromeda’s heart always skipped a panicked beat when Dora ran like that, they tried to raise their daughter to enjoy life, to make the best of it, but that also include chasing after her in big gatherings as the kid wanted to do everything at once.

She was glad she bumped into someone familiar, someone that she didn’t have to pretend to be the perfect mother she was certainly not. “My daughter keeps running away to get a glance at something, I feel she might get lost.” that was her worse fear, someone taking her child away.

She was about to apologise to Regulus and go find her daughter when Dora popped by her side. “Mum can I have some caramel apples, please?” she asked and then looked at Regulus and smiled, she was about to go hug her uncle Reg but she remembered that they shouldn’t do that with so many people around and she just frowned.

         regulus had been so scared the first time he reached out to meet andromeda, it had been his first act of rebellion, he was worried she might think it was set up, that she would say that she didn’t want to see him again, that would’ve truly devastated him, or that somehow someone had figure out what he was doing and followed him endangering her. but things worked out, and from then on it became his saving grace.

         spending time with andy and her family made him realize that even if he felt lonely he was not alone in the world. then it was of course nymphadora. regulus' relationship with his cousins had always felt more like that of siblings, so what if he thought of himself as uncle reg when it came to dora, it was nice to have something to fight for. andromeda had of course talked to dora about the complicated nature of their relationship with regulus. their safety regulus thought, was worth more than the heartbreak of not being able to hug her.

And of course Dora love all the attention she got from the relatives, the new one and the old ones, which was amazing when Regulus accepted them and didn't recoiled at her not being pure, but actually visited more.

Dora moved around trying to get sweets after sweets, and when she was squeezed between the strangers she did what was natural and took the hand of someone she trusted, she forgot that she shouldn't be taking Regulus hand, but that is what she did.

"Is the Ministry making you work at the fair? Keeping civilians safe?" Andromeda tried teasing.

Dora had been a blessing more than a curse, and yes, there were times where Andromeda felt overwhelmed and that she couldn't be the proper mother to anyone, but Dora and Ted proved her wrong every single time.

She was preparing diner when someone knocked at their door. It wasn't odd that one of their neighbours came by, but of course Andromeda wasn't expecting anyone. She heard Nymphadora ran to the door opening it. "Wotcher" she greeted, making Andromeda leave the kitchen, "Dora, how many times have I told you to not open the door to strang–" the word was left cut as Andromeda saw who was at the door.

"She's right, mum, she's Auntie Cissa." the girl said, but then moved to the side of her mother, remembering that her aunt and her grandparents didn't love non pure-blood wizards.

"It's okay Dora, go to your room, please." she ordered the little kid, making sure she understood that this wasn't up for debate.

That being said, once Dora found out about the fair there was no way of not attending.

Dora was next to her mother, a treat in her hand, before some booth got her attention, and the child was running to it, Andromeda not far behind, "Dora, wait a minute!" she tried to get her daughter's attention and soon she was bumping to someone accidentally. "So sorry, my daughter..." she pointed and then turned back to try and catch Dora.

The festivities had been announced, followed by her making sure that attendance was possible. Appearances had to be kept up especially for someone like her. While not everyone was quite as oblivious to her dislike of certain things, Celeste was determined to make sure it stayed that way. Till that very moment the witch had done her utmost best to avoid bumping into anyone she’d have preferred to avoid; until that moment.

With a sigh she had whirled around, putting on a happy smile despite the circumstance as she came face to face with Andromeda Tonks; the Black sister that had made the choice to walk away from it all. “My, someone’s in a hurry.” The brunette’s eyes followed where the other was pointing. “Seems as though your,” a short pause, as though wanting to make sure. “child has found something more interesting than the festival, hm?” She could play nice. Why not, could end up working in her favor. “Ice cream, is it?”

Andromeda hated when Dora ran like that, she knew that she could run into friend or foe and this time she didn’t love that Celeste was the one that she bumped into. She knew how much the other person disliked the people like her and her child. “I apologize for running into you, I don’t like my child running around alone. You never know who might be around.” She said, making the same pause that Celeste did when saying ‘child’. “Some kids do love sweets, what a wonder.” She added sarcastically, “I’m sure you have a lot of things to see in a muggle fair, so I’ll leave you to it.” Andromeda moved towards Dora, not wanting to leave her alone with people like Travers around.