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@mundanerping

It was a beautiful day out, even Ada had to admit. She normally stayed indoors as much as possible, but the sun was shining brightly in through the windows of the common room. When Ada walked over to the window, she noticed there wasn’t  a cloud in the sky. With a sigh, she put her book away and found a light sweater, just because it was sunny didn’t mean it was warm. She had just been going to wander around the grounds, to get a feel for the school’s space, but she heard noises from the quidditch pitch.

Despite not loving the sport as much as her father did, Ada could appreciate the game. Even though she would choose a book over it most days, for some reason her interest was piqued. She made her way to the pitch and noticed it was one of the teams practicing. She sat in the bleachers, hoping no one would notice or yell at her. She wasn’t sure it was acceptable to watch people practice. 

It was one of the rare days that Ted and Andromeda had the same day off. Between his job at the college, and her job at the hospital, the two were hardly ever off at the same time. It was a lucky coincidence, that had to be taken advantage of. Ted had told her last night that he had a surprise for her and Dora. If there was one thing Ted loved, it was spending time with his girls. Being the astronomy professor came with a few perks, that he was all but willing to take advantage of. 

“Nymphadora please, will you just pick out something to wear. I don’t care what it is, just pick something,” Ted sighed, exasperated. He loved his daughter, truly, but getting her ready in the morning was nothing short of a struggle. The five year old was very particular with what she wore, and even if they laid clothes out the night before, she hardly ever chose them in the morning. 

“Fineeee,” Dora whined, “The lellow shorts and the blue shirt,” she decided. Ted nodded, before handing them down to her. 

“Thank you,” he replied, relief in his voice.

Once Dora was clothed with her teeth brushed he brought her into the kitchen. He was taking Dora and Andy to the planetarium near the school. He knew astrology was very important to the Black family history, and it was one of his favourite things to study. He was certain Dora would fall in love with the stars, and he hoped Andy would enjoy it as well. 

“Andy, my love, are you ready?” he asked, placing a kiss on her cheek. Dora had started putting her shoes on when, a task that would occupy her time for the moment. 

Ted was furious when Andromeda decided to join the Order of the Phoenix. At the time, he couldn’t wrap his head around why she thought the risks were worth it. They had a daughter, a daughter that very much needed her mother. He didn’t want to think about something happening to her. She already had a target painted on her back as it was; to join the Order was a death sentence. Ted had been stubborn about the whole situation, and had almost boxed her out for a day or two. Eventually he let it go, not pleased with the matter, but not fighting with her about it. Every once in a while he’d try bringing up again, but when it got heated, he backed off. He just couldn’t understand why she decided to join. 

That made talking to her about this so much more difficult. He had been far from quiet in his opposition to her joining the Order. Now he understood it. He saw how the risks were worth it, and he understood why she wanted to fight back. The attack on Hogwarts had shook him greatly. His students were being attacked, students that weren’t old enough to defend themselves. Andromeda had a target on her back, and no matter where they were, she’d always have that target. His daughter, his wife, himself, they were all being targeted by Death Eaters. He thought hiding them would work, or staying neutral on the war would make it better, but those things didn’t matter to them. Ted was slowly realizing that the only way to ensure his families safety, was to fight for them.  

He had just finished putting Dora down for her nap. Ted loved spending time with his daughter. Whether it was doing puzzles, coloring, or playing house, he could never turn her down. Putting her to bed or down for a nap was his favourite. He would read her a story, sing her a song, and then place her down gently to sleep. All he wanted, was for his daughter to grow up in a better world than this. Ted didn’t want Nymphadora to be held down because of her blood status, and he didn’t want to her be targeted by these monsters. He would join the Order for her, for his wife, and for the students that were attacked unprepared. 

Ted made some tea, before going into the living room. Dromeda was home today, currently reading a book in her chair. Sucking up his pride he brought the tea in and sat some on the table beside her, before standing in front of her. “Meda, can we talk?” he asked softly. Ted took a deep breath before continuing, “I owe you an apology, you were right.”

andy-jamerson

The owlery was alive with the noise of low hoots, ruffling feathers, and the howl of October winds whipping through the windows. Lily was grateful for the cacophony — it drowned out the sobs wracking her body. She sank to the floor and drew her knees to her chest.

Ever since the attacks on muggles started, Lily had picked up a subscription to her  hometown's newspaper. Her owl would deliver her a copy each night and Lily would pore over it, searching for any news of mysterious occurrences close to home. 

Today's newspaper was still clutched between her fists. It was impossible to read through her tears, but Lily didn't need to read it again, really. She'd already committed the words to memory. A suspicious attack in Cokeworth — an entire family of muggles found dead under inexplicable circumstances, as if all their hearts had stopped all at once.