Lost and Found
AlwaysPadfoot
You get the news when it's too late to change a thing.
You've lost everyone now. You lost your precious baby girl just months after you had to deal with your husband being murdered for failing to register with the Muggle-Born Registration Commission.
Nymphadora and Remus had been killed during the battle of Hogwarts leaving their son in your arms. When news arrives you cradle Teddy close and sob silently for hours on end without even waking him. For the next few days you simply drift from feeding and looking after your grandson to crying when he was napping.
Teddy is the only remnant of your daughter so whenever he's awake you give him your undivided attention because that's what he deserves.
After three weeks of the same old routine you get an unexpected visitor, your sister, Narcissa. She doesn't say a word at first, she simply comes inside and leads you to the couch, instructing you to rest. You're too tired and too confused to question her motives or actions because for the first time since you were kids you're seeing the sister you thought you'd lost.
For the whole day, Cissy looks after Teddy, feeding him and changing him. She even cooks for you and although you don't eat much of it, you've never been so grateful.
She comes back every day for a month and finally you both get to catch up on the last twenty-five years. You get to catch up with her even whilst you both take shifts in looking after Teddy. Narcissa's help allows you to start eating and sleeping healthier than before.
After a month and a half you find yourself in peels of laughter reminiscing about your childhood with Narcissa. Teddy finds your laughter so amusing, he laughs too and his jet black hair turns bright turquoise. You're astounded, but you cry with joy when you realise Teddy has inherited his mother's, your daughters, gift of becoming a Metamorphmagus.
Narcissa near cries when she sees how happy you are and with Teddy cradled against your chest, you embrace each other in a hug.
You smile, "Thank you."