The second funeral that Harry had to endure was Lupin and Tonks'. Harry was pleasantly surprised to see how many people came to the funeral, and a were-wolf and a blood-traitor's offspring usually weren't too respected in the wizarding world. The Weasleys, Hermione and Kingsley were just some of the faces Harry recongnised. Harry also spotted Andromeda Tonks, holding in her arms a bundle with bright turquoise hair, obviously the baby Teddy. She looked sad, but at the same time she had a positive air around her, and Harry knew it was because of her grandchild. Harry thought it would be appropriate to sit next to Andromeda, after all, he was Teddy's Godfather. He smiled sincerely at Andromeda, who returned the favour. Harry didn't really listen to most of the funeral, he was too lost in his Godson's eyes, - he saw both Lupin and Tonks staring back at him. When the funeral had finished, Harry remained behind with Andromeda. "Hi," Harry smiled, trying to think of the right words to say. "I don't know if you know, but I was appointed Teddy's Godfather, and I know he has every right to be with you, but if you need any help or you think Teddy might need a visit, I'll be there." Andromeda nodded. "Thank you, Harry. You know what it's like, growing up without any parents, so I'm sure Teddy will look up to you,- besides, he'll already idolise his Godfather, the one and only Harry Potter." Harry felt a tingle of responsibility dash down his spine. When he finally got the nerve to approach the headstone of the couple, he felt an odd sense of history repeating it's self. He was like Teddy, an orphan boy. He wanted to make sure that Teddy knew that his parents died to give him a better future. As he placed a colourful bouquet of flowers on the grave, he thought to himself, "Rest in peace, you two. And don't worry about Teddy. I'll make sure he has the best future you could ever hope for."
