A/N: Here's chapter two! Please don't favourite or follow without reviewing, I'd love to know what you think. I'm a lazy geek, so this took a while to upload.
I don't own Harry Potter. Sadly.
-Prim
"Just a moment!" said a voice from inside.
Seconds later, a yellow-haired man with a big belly answered the door.
"Hello, who-" he began, but stopped and stared when he took in the appearance of the visitor.
Andromeda's once clean dress now had stains all over it; her hair was windswept and she looked worn and tired. She carried a large trunk in one hand and her wand in the other. She supposed she looked quite odd to a Muggle who had no idea who she was, or why she was standing on his doorstep.
"Hello," she said calmly. "My name is Andromeda Black. I'm a witch."
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Once inside, and after discovering that Andromeda was his son's girlfriend, Elias Tonks was much warmer towards his guest. Elena Tonks had positively beamed upon meeting the seventeen-year-old, immediately embracing her and fussing over the state of her well-being.
"Ted's said so much about you, but I didn't know you're together! How wonderful!" She exclaimed, taking the heavy trunk from Andromeda. "I'll put your things in the guest room, you can sleep there."
"I don't mean to be a burden, Mrs. Tonks-"
Ted's mother looked up from the spot on the floor where she had been kneeling, cleaning Andromeda's dress.
"Call me Elena," she began, "and you won't be a burden at all! Besides, you'll be back at school in a week and a half." She stood up and placed a cloth on the counter.
A figure with dirty blonde hair entered the kitchen through the hallway, yawning. "What's all the fuss about?" he said sleepily, before noticing his girlfriend.
His face lit up in surprise and delight. "Dromeda!" he exclaimed, putting his arms around her. "What are you doing here?"
Andromeda glanced left and right. Conscious of two pairs of eyes on her, she mumbled "later" into Ted's ear and let go.
"I'll help you with your things," said Ted, though it was quite unnecessary. Andromeda knew he wanted to talk in private.
She smiled back at Mr. and Mrs. Tonks. "Thank you for everything," she said, and followed Ted to the spare bedroom.
The room was small, but not cramped; much like the house itself, it seemed comfortable without being too large. There was a wooden-framed bed and a matching dresser, as well as a full-length mirror and a nightstand with a lamp on top. It was simple and neat, unlike Andromeda's old room, which was large with lots of cherrywood furniture.
Ted put the trunk under the bed and sat down on it next to Andromeda. "So, why are you here anyway?"
"I've been disowned," Andromeda said without hesitation.
Ted grabbed her hand. "Wow... I'm sorry."
"Mm, don't be," Andromeda rested her head on his shoulder. "I'm glad to be away from there."
For a whole they sat together, simply enjoying eachother's company, not talking. Andromeda closed her eyes and let Ted stroke her hair, something he had come to do now that her hair was longer. It was peaceful, it was innocent, and it was how it should always be.
They fell asleep together there, in that small bedroom in the countryside. A Slytherin and a Hufflepuff, a Pureblood and a Muggleborn. Polar opposites, but love is blind, and does not see such petty differences. No one would have seen it coming, but that is the beauty of it: looking past differences for the one you love.
