#age 48

@prongstter-family

Andromeda hadn’t had a chance to process the death of her daughter and son in law. She wasn’t even over the death of her husband, but after the last battle of the war there was only one thing that she focused on. It wasn’t her potions or her healing work, things that drove her very core to move heaven an earth to stay true to herself. It was Edward Lupin. The little bundle of warmth that she took care of after everything went to hell.

She was feeding Teddy when the bell rang. She wasn’t sure she was waiting for visitors. Scott was going to be there later for dinner but at the moment the only company she was expecting was the one she had in her arms.

It had been a couple of days since the war ended, the world seemed to keep spinning and she didn’t know how to function with the two people that made it spin passed away and she had to find herself while raising a child. But there was something she couldn’t get out of her mind and that was Ted’s body, no one had found him, she had seen Dora, she had buried her child and her husband, but what about Ted?

It was a silly idea to want to find his body in the middle of nowhere, not when everyone was moving on and happy about the war, but there was a need in her to find her husband, to give him a proper burial with their daughter and a place where she could visit, so she went to the only person that could help her.

Narcissa and her hadn’t spoken in decades, he sister didn’t seem to want to reply to her letter and she tried not to put much into it as time passed, but as Harry had told her her and the Malfoy ran the Snatchers situation at the manor, so now she would get the answer she needed. She knocked on the door an waited.

@regvlvsblxck

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Andromeda found the timeturner cleaning the house, she didn’t know she had one. Maybe it was on the things that Regulus left behind? it certainly wasn’t Dora’s, nor Ted’s. It came in a little dark box, it had instructions and as she read them she frowned.

It was a timeturner alright, but usually they have a sort of limit in time; you couldn’t go too far in time without altering history or ripping the fabric of time, however the time turner didn’t have one. It said you had a couple of hours, and after that you returned to your actual time. 

At first she didn’t trust the artifact, she was distracted by Teddy’s cries, but as soon as night came she found herself craving for one of Ted’s hugs she looked at the box and the idea of turning back seemed more appealing.

One turn, she only had to make one turn, and make it worth.

Going back before Ted run away didn’t bring Sirius back, going back before Sirius was arrested? it didn’t bring James or Lily back, and being without them didn’t make Sirius happy, or anyone else. Besides there was another person she missed as much as the others. That was Regulus. Going back to Regulus was exactly what she needed to do.

Andromeda wrote a letter, if she ran out of time at least she could say she did all she could, she made sure she had something Regulus would recognise and left Teddy with Harry before she started turning the golden trinket until she reached 1979 and wrote to Regulus a note that would send him running to meet her.

She waited at the cafe they always met, it was a dark place that had secret rooms for privacy. She knew she looked old, but at least she hoped that he would recognise her in the end, that he would believe her. Because a world with so many deaths was a horrible world to live in.

She sat at the table and ran her thumbs over the rim of the cup waiting for her cousin to move in, to end Lord Voldemort before he could kill more people.

The house was quiet, too quiet, or maybe she felt it quieter after the news. She understood Dora was around, part of her knew she was mourning too, that she was pregnant and she might need her more than ever. But Remus was around so her sadness took over her heart and her body.

She looked at the pillow of the empty space of the bed, she couldn’t sleep, she just cried all night and now she just stared at the empty space that was not going to ever be filled again.

Someone entered and she didn’t register it, she thought of Ted and his wonderful smile, forever lost to the world.

Andromeda couldn’t leave her home for a few days, every time she opened her eyes she saw the empty space on her bed, as she just closed her eyes and let her mind go back to sleep; back to that place where Ted was alive and the war hadn’t take him away; where she could talk to him and feel his warmth and funny/clumsy side still be with her, and not the hole that was left after his departure. 

That’s how she spend her days after the news, part of her hoped that the radio was wrong, that he escaped and they mixed him up with the other runaways, but hour after hour that hope died.

She didn’t plan of getting out of bed, she couldn’t bring herself to do another thing but to lay in bed until sleep or death took her, when Dora called her; her daughter had fake contraction, they hurt, they felt horrible, but the scare put Andromeda back on a track she didn’t feel was hers anymore; be there for her family, even if Dora had remus now, she had also lost her father and she needed her mother as much as she needed her husband.

That day she realised something, it was the day she usually visited Frank, Ted would be home earlier from work to sty with Dora, and Remus would be back by dinner so she could hop to Mungo’s. but today Ted wouldn’t arrive...

She had made Nymphadora promise that she would send her a patronus if something was wrong, that she would call owl or anything if the baby was in distress, and reluctantly she left the Tonks’ home to go to Mungo’s.

Did Frank heard? had someone put the radio for him? or they only read The Daily Prophet? either way she had promise to be a good friend and help Frank, and Ted would’ve hated for her to break that promise.

She moved to his room and looked at him, wanting more than anything that he could move a lot more so she could wrap her in a warm hug and tell her it was all a bad dream. However she would take what she could get, even if it was a tearful conversation with the Gryffindor.

“Hi,” she managed to say quietly.

@frankieboylongbottom