Here, I promised there would be more:) Though the next chapter might take a while, as I'm writing exams this week.
Aunt Prudence rocked the crying baby, as Andromeda Tonks left the house, not really knowing what she was doing, not really able to control her actions. She didn't even realize how she made her way from London to Hogwarts, she knew she had apparated to Hogsmeade, but then, had she flown? It was all a blur. She stopped. She sensed from the air, from the people's faces and voices that it all had ended well, they were happy, excited, despite the fact that the school was destroyed, that there were corpses everywhere. They had won. But she knew that it had not ended up well for her. Nobody had told her, she just knew. She knew before she even entered the Great Hall, she knew before she found any sign, a mother always knew. She watched injured, dirty people smiling, nodding, whispering, looking at Harry Potter, she watched Harry Potter himself in a corner, she could watch, she just couldn't see. She couldn't see anything, until she found them.
Remus was laying on a stretcher, pale, motionless, with shut eyes and dried blood on his slightly smiling face. He looked cold, she knew he would be frozen if she touched him, though she couldn't. She couldn't bring herself to touch Remus Lupin, as on another stretcher next to him, with her hand in his, lay her precious daughter, her Nymphadora, dirty blond hair embracing her peaceful features, her head slightly tilted to her husband's, looking, like him, just asleep, if it weren't for the dried blood.
Her knees betrayed her, and she wished her heart would too, as she fell on the floor, leaving a knife-cutting scream, which made almost everyone in the Great Hall to turn and look at her. She was odd, she didn't belong in that place of celebration, of peaceful smiles and quiet voices, she was living her own drama, the woman in the emerald green robes who had buried her head in her child's chest, mourning, her body shaking violently.
She knew that a small crowd had gathered around the scene, she could sense Harry Potter there, she could two girls sobbing, she had taken glimpse of quite a lot Weasley ginger around her, but she didn't care. She just lay there, holding the motionless, cold hand that belonged to her daughter, the hand that used to be tiny and soft, the hand that used to fit into her own. She placed teary kisses on Nymphadora's cheeks, oh, how she had hated that name, and then she stroked her hair, which had the same color as her father's, Ted.
"Mrs. Tonks," that would be Molly Weasley's broken voice. "Mrs. Tonks, please get away."
No one dared touch her. What do you know? Her insides were screaming.
It was like Molly Weasley had read her mind. "I lost a son today, Mrs. Tonks." She said softly, but Andromeda didn't move. She cried quietly over her daughter's dead body, until she felt a gentle touch on her shoulder, and then an arm around her back. She got ready to shout at a Weasley family member, but then her heart almost stopped. She knew that scent, she would recognize it everywhere, and she would never forget it. Narcissa had never changed her expensive perfume, even though she didn't need it, Narcissa always had a nice scent. That was Narcissa though, wearing perfume even to go to fight. Andromeda didn't say anything, what could she say anyway? She refused to leave the body, even when her sister tried to pull her violently from it. "You can't do anything, Dromeda, come now. Come."
Indeed she couldn't do anything. But then, why did her daughter's hand suddenly feel warmer in her own, why could she feel a slight pulse on her neck?
She was going crazy, but it was alright. It didn't really matter. She smiled under her tears, and her grip on Nymphadora tightened. "I won't leave you." She whispered, knowing that her girl wouldn't hear, that her girl wouldn't answer.
Her girl, however, opened her eyes, and said in a croaked, crummy voice: "Blimey, thanks mum, I appreciate it, but couldn't you hold your tears? I'm bloody soaked!"
I'm so so nervous about this plot twist! I hope you like it till now, and want to read more. Just be a little patient!
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