❝ a darkness that holds me,
and loves when I bleed,
it locks all the doors and then hides all the keys,
wish someone had told me what I couldn't see,
a glimmer of hope that was staring at me ❞
fred weasley x fem!oc
golden trio era
rewr...
(a/n): keira knightley and james mcavoy are my andromeda and ted tonks 😌
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ANDROMEDA LISTENED TO every word her niece spoke eagerly, a hand laced with her own, and the other occasionally bringing the shiny teacup to her lips for a small sip. Rebecca didn't know where to begin in telling Andromeda about herself or her life after she had been confined with the Carrows. Though, after a few prompted questions from the older witch, conversation fell upon them both easily and they spoke rapidly and laughed and stifled amused looks to one another. Remus and Ted had joined them from the kitchen for a while, only leaving to scour the attic for the items Andy requested. When they returned, each carrying a box, they settled back down again while the woman beamed excitedly.
"Aha!" She grinned, having rummaged through both boxes to pull out an album from the very bottom before quickly casting a small scourgify to get rid of the dust, "here we are, lovely," she hummed, placing the album onto Rebecca's lap and scooting in a bit closer, "I started this the very next day your dad said you were born – nearly put myself into a stitch running around shops to gather supplies."
"You made this?" Rebecca questioned softly, tracing her fingertips over the slightly-worn leather binding before meekly peering up.
"Of course I did," Andromeda nodded, reaching over to gently pinch her cheek much like a doting grandmother would, "I made one for Dora, and since you were another baby in the family, I had to make one for you as well."
"It worked out well, seeing as I cared for you here for some time," She added, her voice lowering slightly before she cleared her throat quietly and promptly turned the cover over, "here you are – right from the hospital, first meeting with six-year-old Nymphadora," she pointed out a photograph; her as a baby, resting along a toothily-grinning Tonks' thin legs with a supporting hand beneath her head, all bundled and rosy cheeked.
"– and this one here, you're between James and Lily Potter," Andromeda mused quietly, her face pinching slightly at the remembrance of the two, swallowing thickly before flashing another smile, "James nearly always wept when he held you and was constantly getting his bloody tears all over your face – hence why Lily is holding you."
"Here's your first time meeting –"
"Remus." Rebecca answered quietly, smiling fondly down at the photo; a significantly younger Remus Lupin was cooing silently at the swaddled baby in his hold, his forefinger trailing her chubby cheek in complete adoration.
"I had just gotten back," Remus spoke up softly, his gaze set to his steaming mug before it flickered upward with a curling smile at the memory, "there had been a full moon earlier that week, I believe – and I was still feeling horrible that I had missed you coming home," his eyes flickered downward again, twiddling his thumbs.
