#andromeda 01

With two glasses of wine in hand, Ted entered the living room and gently set them on the end table. One in front of where he would be sitting and the other in front of his wife. He gave Andromeda a small smile before unceremoniously dropping onto the cushion beside her. Plans for the evening had been interrupted by a phone call from his parents. It was routine for him to speak to one or both of them once off work each evening and his arriving home a little later than usual had left his mother worrying.

“They are already asking when we will be dropping Nymphadora off for a long weekend,” He chuckled. “Needed to check in on their grandkid before they got around to inviting us over for dinner next weekend. Not surprised but mum wanted an update on how Hogwarts is going before she got around to asking how you and I have been.”

Hazel eyes scanned over books, searching for anything that would properly hold his attention. Reading Muggle and Wixen tomes alike meant a large amount of materials to work through but his interest in reading had been waning as of recent. He had been about to give up on the shelf he was closely examining when he narrowly avoided walking into Andromeda. An apologetic half-smile was all he could muster but the words for the apology were glued to the tip of his tongue, not wanting to come out.

“Sorry,” The word came out softer than he could appreciate. “You wouldn’t er, happen to have anything that’s an engaging enough read to make it through in full? Work’s only got poorly written romance novels as the ones they’re willing to part with.”

He tiptoed back to the kitchen and released the breath he was holding while he prepped two mugs of tea, happily carrying both of them back to the sitting room. Ted offered one to Andromeda and gave her a tired smile. “I think I managed to tire her out today,” He chuckled. “Barely got halfway through the second readthrough of that book my brothers sent her and she was out.”