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I am well aware that Ted Tonks is dead before this prologue could have taken place, but I was insipired to write this and so it shall remain the same. I apologize to purists. It is a grave mistake to place him in it as far as being true to the books, but forgive me.
Prologue
The night was eeirly silent as Pop-pop, as he was apparently now to be called forever more, walked around the worn living room carpet, his mind restless. He couldn't imagine what was going on up at that school. And what was even worse, he knew that his daughter, his precious treasure and her husband were certainly in the thick of it. And try as he might, Ted Tonks was unable to rid his mind of the idea that his Dora was certainly going to get hurt, perhaps even . . . He stopped pacing. The image of Dora's body before him. What if she . . . She was brilliant, but what if one Death Eater got the better of her? Simply one? But he wouldn't dwell on that. Not tonight. Not when everything after this was going to determine the fate of his grandson.
"Ted?" His wife's voice was small and strained as he pulled her close both of them needing the comfort of the other in that moment. He knew very well what Dromeda was thinking. The exact same things that he was. "She's fine," he lied. "She and Remus will come home in the morning for Teddy, worn but without damage. We'll see." His voice sounded unconvincing to even himself. But if she noticed, she said nothing.
Out of the silence, however blossomed a great cry of utter fear and it was a race between "Gram" and Pop-pop to see who could force themselves up the narrow staircase more quickly. Both pairs of eyes fell up the distraught form of their grandson in his crib, body pressed against it arms up for whoever could hold him the quickest. His little voice was ear-piercing as he begged for Mum-mum and Da.
Dromeda's shusshing help after a minute as she rocked him, Ted's hand drifting along the soft blue hair that Dora had favored at the grand old age of one. Not too long after, and with a couple of well placed calming spells, Mr. Teddy Lupin was fast asleep in his Gram's arms.
It wasn't two hours later, their forms still hovering over the sleeping little one, that they received an owl informing them that they were now Teddy's legal gaurdians.
