A/N: The final year has begun.
And I loved your reviews so so much! There are going to be some ups and downs but Tedromeda is the endgame here. Sometimes writing for Lucius is really hard because of how horrible he really is on the inside. He's very confused about what love actually is. So I have a few chapters lined up that I am finishing up on and I want to post them in quick succession because they all run together, so get ready for some updates this week. :)
Soundtrack: Message to Bears' "Folding Leaves" and Manchester Orchestra's "I Know How to Speak"
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Ted had never been more excited to go back to Hogwarts than he was on September 1st. He hugged his parents goodbye and walked backwards into the barrier between platform 9 and 10, disappearing with a wave back into the wizarding world where he belonged. He pushed his trunk forwards on the trolley and looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse of Andromeda before he boarded the train.
It wasn't long before he found her. She was standing with Narcissa in front of a large man with slicked back black hair and a dark haired woman with heavy lids and angled cheekbones. They were a picture of elegance with fine clothes and ornate jewelry; all of them perfectly quaffed and groomed. Ted walked in their direction, but kept a distance from them and made sure that Narcissa could not recognize him. He felt a tug in his gut as Andromeda's face came into view. She was wearing her cold mask, but he could still picture the way her eyes looked when she had cried out his name in her bed this summer.
"Have a good year, darling," Their Mother brushed her thumb over Narcissa's cheek lovingly. "What a beautiful young lady you've grown into," She said softly, tilting her head to the side a little.
Narcissa beamed and hugged her Mother goodbye.
"Behave yourself," Cygnus' dark eyes focused on Andromeda.
She tightened her lips slightly and nodded. "Yes, Father," She said and lowered her eyes to the ground. Ted was surprised at her submissiveness to him, he had never seen Andromeda act that way towards anyone. "I don't want to hear any more," He glanced around, "Rumors about your affiliations." His nostrils flared. Ted backed up slightly, making sure he stayed out of the Black family's sight.
"Yes, Sir," Andromeda answered in a dead tone. Ted's heart dropped slightly.
"I swear on Salazar's watery grave I will bring you straight home," He growled.
It was the first time that he got to see what Andromeda meant when she always warned him about her Father. Cygnus Black had an air of arrogance and power surrounding him; he clearly was not a man to be trifled with. Could he have found out about Ted's visit to the house or Andromeda sneaking away in Diagon Alley? No, there if he knew what they had done Andromeda wouldn't be standing here right now and Cygnus would probably hunt him down for defiling his Pureblood daughter.
Andromeda bit her lip. "Yes, Father," She said softly before turning to board the train. No tearfully goodbye, no well wishes, just a warning to behave or face his wrath. Ted felt like he understood her own harshness and distance a little better now.
He waited until Andromeda and Narcissa were both on the train and Mr. and Mrs. Black were gone before he boarded. As much as he wanted to rush to her side the last thing he wanted to do was to cause a scene right here; Mr. Black would have pulled her from the train and from his arms before he could say the word Mudblood.
Ted felt a pang of fear in his chest at the thought of her absence from his life. He still had one year with her; one more year to hold her, to love her, to try and convince her that they should be together. He didn't want to take her away from her family or make her choose between them and him. He would love her no matter what and accept her family if only she would accept him. One last year…
He headed to the front of the train where he was to meet with Candace Carson, the Ravenclaw Head Girl, before they would address the younger Prefects together. He was very proud of the fact that he had been made Head Boy. In his excitement seeing her over the summer, he had completely forgotten to tell Andromeda the good news; including the best bit being that he would have his own, private room.
Candace was a dark haired girl who had a reputation for being a bit intense about her schoolwork and a member of almost every club. Ted opened the door to their compartment and saw that she was buried in a book already. They greeted each other plainly, having been acquaintances but never really spoken all that much before.
The morning on the train went smoothly. Ted changed into his uniform and pinned his Head Boy badge on his chest before following Candace into the next compartment where the fifth and sixth year Prefects had assembled. They told them what their duties would be and who would be patrolling on the train this afternoon since the seventh year prefects were taking the morning rounds. Once they had finished addressing the Prefects, Ted went looking for members of his Quidditch team.
He found most of them quickly and told them that he had been made Captain. They all congratulated them and Imogen made him promise that he would not hold practices during a blizzard and laughing, Ted agreed. He would have to replace Amos with a new Chaser and also Simon with a new Beater, but other than that, he was happy keeping the same line up on the team.
He bought some pumpkin pasties and a chocolate frog from the trolley and ate lunch with Howard, catching up on what they did over the holidays. Ted told him about working in Quality Quidditch Supplies and Howard had many questions about the new Comet 260, his main one being if Ted could get him a discount.
Once the afternoon rolled around, Ted could put it off no longer. He had tried to wait as long as he could before he looked for Andromeda. Secretly he had hoped that she would seek him out first. He was excited to have been named Head Boy and Quidditch Captain, but that was nothing compared to getting to see her again. Ted couldn't help but grin when he thought that maybe they could sneak away to that same storage closet they had on their last trip on the Hogwarts Express.
He found her near the back of the train. She was in a compartment with the shades drawn closed. Being Head Boy, he used that as an excuse to poke his head inside and take a quick look around. She was sitting by the window, watching the speeding landscape and looking incredibly bored. Ted assumed that Narcissa would have been in there with her but instead he found the sneering faces of Malfoy, Lestrange, Nott, and Yaxley looking up at him. What was she doing here with them?
"We're all full," Malfoy said in a vicious voice. He was sitting next to her, too close for Ted's liking.
Andromeda did not look up or acknowledge that she recognized him.
"Just checking in." Ted said, hoping that his voice would snap her to attention. "As Head Boy this year-"
'They made you Head Boy?" Malfoy's voice dripped with venom. Ted pointed at the badge on his chest. Malfoy scoffed and leaned back. "If this wasn't already my last year, I'd consider leaving seeing as the standard have dropped so low,"
His friends laughed darkly at his and Malfoy's grey eyes narrowed in Ted's direction.
Ted tore his gaze from Malfoy and watched Andromeda. Her head was still resting against the side of the car, her face blank and blasé. He just wanted her to look at him, just once.
"Well if that's all…" Malfoy trailed off, raising his eyebrows.
Ted glanced in her direction one more time.
"Run along," Malfoy said, waving his hand in Ted's direction and causing more sick laughter to fill the compartment.
Andromeda kept her unfocused eyes on the window. Malfoy's face hardened slightly as he saw Ted hesitate and glance back at Andromeda. He stretched his arm out around the back of the seat, resting it on the top of Andromeda's seat. She was leaning far enough away from it so he was not touching her, but the message was clear.
Ted wanted her to turn on him in anger; to tell him to get away from her, anything… but she stayed motionless, staring out the window.
Something wasn't right. He didn't want to leave her in here with them, but he didn't have any other choice. Calling out to her would only result in a catastrophe and although he was willing to take whatever the Slytherins would throw at him, he did not want to do anything that would cause Andromeda discomfort and her Father's warning echoed in his ears. Gradually he backed out and closed the door behind him.
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Ted looked around his new common room. There was a large fireplace in the middle with a sofa and two chairs on either side of it. A table and chairs sat to the left and on the right two desks beneath large windows. Around the fireplace were two sets of stairs on either side of it that led to a balcony overlooking the common room. On the left side was a door with the Hufflepuff crest on it and on the right was its mirror image with the Ravenclaw crest.
He was thrilled to have his own room. He grinned as he took the stairs two at a time and opened the door to his own bedroom. He liked all the boys in his dorm and Howard was his best friend, but having his own room meant privacy that he had not had in years. It also meant that he and Andromeda had a place they could be alone.
His bedroom was a large one with another desk with a hutch on it, a dresser, and a wardrobe lining the walls with a large four-poster bed in the middle sporting the same yellow duvet that he had in his old dorm except this bed was not a single and two people could easily fit in it. It was similar enough that he was comfortable in his surroundings, but it was made for one instead of five. Ted kicked off his shoes and jumped onto the bed, stretching out on it.
One thing he would have to get used to would be being up this high up. Ted jumped back off the bed and looked out one of the two floor-to-ceiling windows on either side of his bed. It was dark outside and he couldn't see much but even without the view it was easy to tell he was on the seventh floor instead of on the basement level of the castle.
He and Candace had a brief chat when they first arrived. She told him that she had club meetings most evenings and as Head Boy and Girl they were allowed to patrol on their own if they wanted. Ted told her to just let him know if she ever wanted to patrol together but other than that he was fine with them keeping their own schedules. He was actually relieved a little that she led a life filled with extracurricular activities because that left him more time to be able to spend with Andromeda.
He looked around the room and gave a small yelp of happiness; he couldn't wait to bring Andromeda here.
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Andromeda laid in her bed, watching the dark water move eerily outside the window. It was late; late enough that the other four girls in her dorm had already fallen fast asleep even after sitting up and talking about their summers together. Andromeda had lain on her side and pretended to fall asleep; there was nothing from her summer that she wanted to share with them.
It had taken everything in her to ignore Ted on the train today. She had barely breathed the entire time he had been standing there, not trusting herself to open her mouth, even for air, in case she called out to him.
She had been hoping that she would have gotten a compartment to herself, but Lucius and his friends had found her. Lucius' eyes had lit up darkly as he saw her sitting alone and Andromeda had the urge to run from him, but on the train she had nowhere to go. They had come in and taken over her small piece of solitude.
When Ted had slid open the door all she had wanted to do was jump into his arms and beg him to take her away from Lucius but she knew if she gave any indication they would have torn Ted limb from limb; and then they would have turned on her. Andromeda felt a familiar sense of self-loathing slither inside of her and pulled the blankets up to her chin.
She wondered what Ted was doing now. She pictured him against white sheets; his dirty blonde hair mussed from tossing on the pillow. He would have his shirt off and his muscular chest would be bare. Andromeda wanted to run her hands over it. She wanted to kiss him, feel his lips move on hers, taste him. She wanted to wrap her arms around him and pull her body next to his and feel its warmth.
Andromeda felt her body tighten at her thoughts of Ted and squeezed her pillow tightly. She might have ignored him on the train today but she was by no means giving him up. Lucius didn't know who he was dealing with when it came to Andromeda. She had been sorted into Slytherin same as him and shared many of the same qualities; she was sneaky, she was resourceful, she was determined. And as much as Lucius wanted to keep her away from Ted, she was sure that she wanted to be with him more.
She would have to be clever and cunning to get away with it, but what else was she supposed to do? It would have been easier for her to try and live under the Black Lake than it would be to try and live without Ted now. She would risk her Father's threats, she would risk Lucius' wrath, and she would risk her reputation… It didn't matter if she was going to be married off at the end of the year; she was not going to give up her last year with Ted. She'd do what she had to in order to survive, and right now, Ted was her life.
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The first week of classes passed by in a blur. Professors started preparing the students for their NEWTs and each class period was a double one now. These lessons were more specialized and split between lecture and practical training. Ted was trying to manage his new responsibilities as Head Boy, schedule Quidditch tryouts, practices for the remaining players, start on his various homework assignments, and try and find a moment to talk to Andromeda.
On Wednesday they finally had Care of Magical Creatures in the afternoon and he tried to focus on Professor Kettleburn and the Chimera he was showing them. As interesting as he found the subject of Chimeras, he found Andromeda even more so. When they were finally dismissed to head back up to the castle to get ready for dinner Ted hung back, hoping to be able to speak with her.
He waited behind a large tree on the edge of the forest and as Andromeda walked past him, he reached out an arm and grabbed her, pulling her behind the tree with him.
For the first time since school started back, Andromeda met his eyes. They didn't look dull or flat like they had on the train, instead they looked like warm honey and Ted sucked in a breath and had to stop himself from kissing her right there.
"What, you're not even going to say hello to me now?" Ted asked.
Andromeda pulled her brows together. "Hi," She whispered.
"Are you glad to see me?" Ted asked with a nervous laugh.
Andromeda released a large breath. "Of course, Teddy,"
Ted sighed in relief, his shoulders sagging.
"Why haven't you even looked at me?" He couldn't help but ask. He suddenly wondered if he had done something wrong.
Andromeda looked around, making sure no one was around. Ted glanced back as well, the rest of the class had filtered out of the forest and were making their way up to the castle. Andromeda bit her lip. Ted pulled her to another tree, a little further into the dark forest.
"Has… has something happened?" Ted asked seriously.
Andromeda bit her lip again. "Bella." She said simply. "She recognized you in Diagon Alley. She confronted me about it and…" Andromeda looked down and shook her head, her ashen waves falling into her face. "Anyways, she ended up telling my Father that we… talk. He wasn't pleased."
Her Father had yelled until he was red in the face. He had scolded her for associating with a Mudblood. He had called her a disgrace and threatened to pull her from school if she continued to tarnish the family name. Bellatrix had stood there with a smug look on her face as if to say "I told you so".
And then there had been Lucius… She didn't even want to tell Ted what he had done, or almost did, knowing that Ted would take off after him and she wouldn't be able to stop him.
"I heard him on the platform. I'm sorry," Ted said softly.
"It doesn't matter," Andromeda muttered. She slid her hand into his, lifting her eyes back up to his chocolate ones. "They can't change the way I feel, nothing can,"
Ted thought his heart might burst through his chest at her words. He couldn't stop himself. He took her face in his hands and brought his lips onto hers. They were soft and sweet and Ted groaned softly against them. He rested his forehead against hers, breathing in and out slowly and watching her lips glisten in the broken light.
"I love you," Andromeda said softly, but there seemed to be a shadow in her voice as she said them. Her eyes fluttered and tears began to fill them.
Ted searched her eyes for a moment then pulled her into his arms and against his chest, holding her tightly against him. "I love you too," He kissed the top of her head. "Look," He pulled her back and looked into her tear filled eyes. "We will be careful, it's fine, this doesn't change anything,"
"It's not just my Father we have to worry about," Andromeda chewed on her lip, tasting Ted again.
"I can handle Malfoy," Ted said in a low voice.
Andromeda held her breath. The Daily Prophet had been full of stories of attacks over the summer and rumors of a Dark Lord were rising. "No, you can't," Andromeda warned.
"Just because he and his cronies jumped me in a corridor doesn't-"
"That was their idea of fun, Ted," Andromeda hissed. "They'll do much worse if they actually think you've-"
"What?" Ted asked, "What have I done, Andromeda?" He ran his fingers up her arm. "Kissed you?" He moved closer to her. "Touched you?" His fingers played on her skin. "Made love to you?" He whispered.
Andromeda felt her heart give an extra thump. Her lips burned with want of his.
"Yes," She breathed.
"Let them try and stop me," Ted murmured and leaned down towards her once again. She pulled her head away from him and Ted leaned back, exhaling deeply.
Andromeda sniffed lightly and wiped her eyes. "We need to get back before we're missed," She said softly.
Ted knew she was right although he didn't want to let her go.
She moved past him, heading out of the forest. Then she turned back and he saw a gleam of something in her amber eyes.
"Congratulations on making Head Boy, by the way" Andromeda said, "If I'm not mistaken, you get your own dormitory, right?"
Ted felt a grin pull at the corner of his mouth. "Yeah, that's right,"
Andromeda gave him a small smirk. "I'll see you around then,"
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Nothing had prepared Ted for just how busy he was these days. If he had thought OWLs were time consuming it was nothing compared to the preparations for NEWTs. He barely had time to patrol and was actually impressed by how Candace managed to be active in so many clubs while still turning in homework assignments on time and patrolling every other day.
They had decided to patrol on opposite days so that they could each have a break to catch up on homework or anything else they needed to do. Quidditch took up most of Ted's spare time; he scheduled practices, wrote out plays, and had gained a newfound respect for Amos for managing this for three years while he only had to do it for one. 'But Amos hadn't been conducting a secret relationship with a Pureblood Slytherin who was, for all intents and purposes, forbidden to him.' Ted thought to himself with a small smile.
He saw Andromeda in classes and at meals sometimes, but they hadn't had a chance to actually see each other the first two weeks back with the exception of the chat in the woods. She had brushed her hand against his once in the corridor and Ted had felt a current of lightning shoot up his arm at her touch and had hardly focused the entire afternoon.
He headed from the Great Hall after dinner and bounded up the stairs to the small corridor that led to the HoM club room. At least tonight he would finally get to be alone with her again. Of course he wanted to pull her in his arms and kiss her but he also just wanted to be around her, talk to her, enjoy her company. He missed her.
He walked quickly down the corridor to the end where their club room was. But on the door was a piece of parchment with large black letters on it:
History of Magic Club Cancelled
No Meetings Scheduled for Rest of Year
Ted's heart stopped beating. It was Andromeda's handwriting, albeit about ten times larger than she normally wrote, but hers all the same. He pulled the parchment off of the door and read it four more times as if he expected it to magically change.
Ted yanked the door open, not believing it. Andromeda wouldn't have just cancelled History of Magic club… She loved it, she loved… The room was dark and empty. He stood in the doorway, not wanting to walk into it when it was like this.
Ted clenched his jaw. This wasn't her doing. This was theirs, the purists, people who wanted to take her away from him. Ted clutched the parchment in his hand tightly. He knew someone had put her up to this; someone had made her do this. It couldn't be her Father; how would he know if she was still holding club meetings or not? So that meant it had to be… Malfoy.
Ted's eyes darkened. Something was different about Malfoy and Andromeda. Last term she would never have let him sit next to her on the train, she would have thrown him out of the compartment and told him to get lost. Something must have changed, must have happened… Ted walked heavily through the castle, his footfalls echoing in the empty corridors.
She was worried about him now. She had never really been afraid of Malfoy before, but she had warned Ted about him; about what he was capable of. Ted had read the papers over the summer and knew the sort of things that the Death Eaters were doing and those were only the things they had reported on. He was sure that Andromeda knew even more.
Ted felt his shoulders tense as he climbed the stairs to the seventh floor where the Head Dormitory was. He paused, wanting to run back down the stairs and into the dungeons. He wanted to bang on the door to the Slytherin common room and shout out her name until she came out. He wanted to see her, he had to see her… Ted turned and headed back down the stairs.
He made it to the Entrance Hall when the front doors opened. The Slytherin Quidditch team walked through the doors, dirty and sweaty from practice. Malfoy however, looked pristine as always, his long blonde hair tied behind his head barely a sheen on sweat on his face. He was laughing with his teammates but as his grey eyes landed on Ted they got a cold gleam of glee in them.
Ted fumed and felt heat rise up his neck and into his face at the sight of Malfoy. Malfoy nudged a few of his teammates and nodded towards Ted and they advanced on him. As he approached, his eyes landed on the parchment in Ted's hand. He let out a loud laugh, "You'll have to find something else to do to while away the hours, Tonks," He sneered. "She's got better things to do now than waste her time on the likes of you,"
Malfoy rested his broom on his shoulder and Ted recognized it as the Comet 260 that Andromeda bought from him over the summer. He had felt sick when he got paid the commission from it and couldn't get to Gringotts fast enough to get it into his vault and out of his pocket. He hadn't even wanted to touch it. Ted felt rage boil inside of him. He balled the parchment up in his shaking fist.
"Like my new broom?" Malfoy said smugly, running his hand down the handle. "It was a birthday gift." He smirked, running his hand back up it and gripping it tightly. "From Andromeda,"
Ted wanted to grab it from him and snap it in half. His jealousy was starting to take over. Malfoy was stopping him from seeing Andromeda at HoM club and now he was headed down to the dungeons himself and would get to spend the evening with her.
Then Ted thought about the day Andromeda bought that broom. She had snuck off to be alone with him. Malfoy might have money and status, he might have the best broom available, but Ted had Andromeda. Malfoy wasn't the one she wrapped her arms around. Malfoy wasn't the one she pulled onto herself. Malfoy wasn't the one she arched into as she writhed in pleasure.
"What?" Malfoy snapped. "What are you smiling about?"
Ted couldn't help the smirk that played on his face. He must've looked like a fool to the Slytherins but he didn't care. Malfoy could taunt him all he wanted. Ted had something that Malfoy would never have.
"Tell Andromeda I said 'Hi', I haven't seen her since she came to see me this summer in the shop. In fact," He knew it was dangerous to bait Malfoy like this but he couldn't help it. "Tell her I still have that item for her that she liked so much, the one in the back room," Ted raised his eyebrow knowingly in Malfoy's direction.
Malfoy's face fell and his lip curled.
Ted pocketed the piece of parchment and headed back up the stairs, leaving Malfoy glaring behind him.
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Andromeda was searching for more tadpole tails when she felt him next to her. Her body reacted to him without even having to see him. She had missed him so much over the summer but it was ten times worse having to be in close quarters with him and not being able to reach out to him, to touch him as she so longed to do.
"Come to my room tonight," Ted said, barely above a whisper. Andromeda felt a shudder pass through her. Ted acted like he was looking at something over her shoulder and leaned in closer to her. "Say yes," He said lowly.
Andromeda felt her breath hitch in her chest. Her heart beat wildly within it. It had been almost a month since they had been back in school. A month out of their year already gone, wasted. She couldn't lose another single day.
"Yes," Andromeda breathed out.
"Do you promise?" Ted asked quickly, his voice rising, urgent.
"Yes," Andromeda said softly. Her hand shook as she reached for the tadpole tails on the shelf.
She heard Ted breathing faster behind her. She turned around, facing him. Ted's rich eyes bore down into hers, darkened with desire. Andromeda took a few shaky breaths in. He was so close she could almost feel the heat coming off of his skin in the cold potions room.
"I promise," She whispered. Her insides fluttered and knotted pleasurably. Andromeda pulled herself from under his gaze; if she didn't do it now, she wouldn't be able to.
Andromeda's legs shook under her as she walked back to her table and sat in front of her cauldron. She set the bottle of tadpole tails on the table and tried to catch her breath.
"What was that about?" Lucius' voice was hard.
Andromeda sat up straight and tossed her hair over her shoulder. She took a quick breath in and blinked.
"He asked me if there would be a HoM meeting this week," She lied smoothly. "I guess some people can't take a hint," She added harshly.
Lucius chuckled darkly. "Good girl," He said smugly.
Her eyes were as hard as amber gemstones as they landed on Lucius' pale grey ones. She struggled to keep the disgust from her face and bite her tongue. If she slipped now, there would be no way she would be able to sneak away this evening. Andromeda forced a demure smile on her face. She blinked the hardness out of her eyes.
Lucius thin lips slowly turned up, his grey eyes swirling as a smirk spread across his angled face. Andromeda clenched her hand around the bottle of tadpole tails. She could do this; she could sit here and lie to his face. Tonight she would wrap herself in Ted's arms. Tonight she would be free. Tonight she would tell the truth.
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She announced at dinner that she was going to the Library to study so that she knew Lucius, who was a few seats down, could hear her. She walked there slowly, trying to appear calm and normal. Andromeda pulled a few books from the shelves and accidentally on purpose dropped them, making sure that plenty of people saw her. A group of Gryffindors began to slow clap at her disturbance and Andromeda gathered the books and disappeared back into the stacks, pretending to be embarrassed.
She shoved the books back onto a random shelf and grabbed her bag as she skirted around the backs of the stacks and left the Library, glancing behind her before she began to climb the stairs to the upper levels of the castle. Adrenaline was pumping through her veins, soaking her blood in excitement. She could hardly breathe as she quickly walked down the corridor. Her legs were shaking as they carried her closer to the Head's dormitory, to Ted.
She stopped in front of the painting of a wide valley next to a long lake with a forest coming down from the mountains around it. She recognized it even without the large castle that now towered in the valley. This was the land before Hogwarts had been built. Andromeda raised her wand and tapped it on the painting.
She waited with baited breath then the painting swung open.
He was on the other side. His dirty blonde hair fell into his eyes. He had the shadow stubble on his chin. His white shirt had the first few buttons undone and hung loosely on him and his chest rose and fell heavily. Andromeda felt the fluttering inside of her again at the sight of him.
Before he knew it she was in his arms. Andromeda's hands clasped him tightly and her lips encircled his as she moaned into him. Ted wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her lower half against him and slammed the portrait hole closed.
They stumbled backwards through the common room together. Ted pushed a chair out of their way as he pulled her towards the stairs leading up to his dormitory. Andromeda's hands moved over him, clawing at his clothes. He pulled her up the stairs, his hands buried in her hair, not letting her lips leave his.
Andromeda tore his shirt open and ran her hands over the taunt muscles underneath. Ted's skin felt like it was on fire under her fingers. He had her halfway up the stairs before he stumbled and fell, Andromeda tumbling on top of him. He grabbed at the bannister to stop himself from falling and wrapped his other arm around Andromeda, holding her against him.
Andromeda yelped as she landed on top of Ted. "Are you okay?" She asked quickly.
Ted winced slightly but nodded and started to laugh. Andromeda giggled as she looked down at Ted underneath her. She bit her lip and ran her hands over his stomach and to the button on his trousers.
Ted watched her hands move over him then as she began to pull his pants open. "Fuck," Ted whimpered and grabbed onto her waist.
Andromeda's hand grazed against his stiff cock and he groaned, pulling his brows together.
Andromeda smirked at his reaction. She pulled his cock out from his trousers and ran her hand up and down it.
"Oh, Fuck," Ted moaned and leaned his head back against the stairs for a moment before sitting up again to watch her work her hand over him.
Andromeda bit her lip, smiling mischievously at him as she began to speed up.
Ted felt his lower stomach tighten. She began unbuttoning her top with her other hand, slowly it opened and he was greeted with the sight of her large breasts tucked into a straining bra.
Ted reached around the back of her neck and pulled her mouth back down onto his. He pulled her further onto his lap and tried not to be overwhelmed by the feel of her against his dick.
Andromeda felt herself being lifted into the air as Ted stood up with her wrapped in his arms. She clung onto him and he began to move up the stairs again, his trousers slipping around his hips. Andromeda pulled her shirt off of her shoulders and let it fall down her back and onto the floor.
Ted reached for the doorknob behind him and then returned his hand back to Andromeda, resting it on her round ass and squeezing it tightly.
Andromeda squealed and then screamed, laughing as Ted threw her onto his bed and crawled on top of her. He ran his hands up her sides and over her breasts as he pulled the straps of her bra down over her shoulders. Andromeda wiggled, letting him pull it down her length and stretched her arms out over her head, letting him grasp, squeeze, and pinch her breasts until she moaned his name loudly.
Ted crashed his open mouth back onto hers and kicked off his trousers before pulling her skirt and panties down over her hips. Andromeda shifted, pushing herself further on the bed while she slipped out from her clothes.
She opened her legs and Ted slid his body on top of hers again, hovering over her as his groin rested between her legs.
"I missed you so much, Teddy," Andromeda breathed as she ran her hands over his shoulders and into his hair.
Ted gazed down into her sweet, honey eyes. His goddess was here in front of him and after so long he was able to worship her again. "I love you so fucking much, Dromeda," He said in a low voice. He reached down between her legs to position himself and felt just how wet she was for him.
"Please, Ted," Andromeda gasped. "I need you,"
He almost lost it at her pleading, his cock twitched painfully. As her faithful servant, Ted slid his length inside of her and called out her name like a prayer.
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She lay with her head on his chest and her leg hooked over his hips, letting her fingers run lightly down his stomach and then back up to his chest. She felt deliciously satisfied. Ted had brought her over the edge three times before finally spilling himself inside her, panting and arms shaking.
Not only had she missed that, she missed being with Ted. It seemed the closer they got the less time they had together. She was envious of the Andromeda of her fourth and fifth year who could talk to Ted in the corridors or classes and see him each week at History of Magic club.
Ted ran his fingers up and down her arm, and Andromeda smiled against his chest as she pulled the sheet tighter around her, tucking it under her chin.
"Mmm, I could stay here forever," Andromeda groaned as she stretched and snuggled back against Ted.
His heart beat faster. He wanted so desperately to tell her that they could stay like this, together, forever, if only she would say so. Instead he just asked, "Can you stay the night at least?"
Andromeda rested her chin on his chest, looking up at him. Ted had his other arm bent behind his head, propping it up a little so he could meet her eyes.
"I'll have to go back," She said sadly, "But, not just yet,"
Ted squeezed her shoulders and kissed her temple. He had so little time with her now. But when he was with her time seemed to behave in strange ways. Hours turned into minutes and minutes into seconds, but the moments when he was inside her, Ted could swear the entire Earth would stop spinning.
"But I don't want to wait another month before doing that again," Andromeda said with a flirtatious grin.
Ted pulled her face up to his and kissed her lips briefly, "You have an open invitation to come whenever you want,"
Andromeda giggled and laid her head back down on his chest. "You're busier than I am these days," Andromeda ran her finger down the line between his muscles on his stomach. "It's hard to catch you when you're free,"
"Have you been stalking me?" Ted asked with mock shock.
"Oh shut up," Andromeda swatted at him and Ted caught her hand in his, intertwining his fingers with hers.
Andromeda lifted her eyes to his. They were deep, rich pools of chocolate and she had to remind herself to exhale.
"Just tell me a day, a time," Ted ran his nose along hers, "And I'm yours," He murmured.
"So you'll just be at my beck and call?" Andromeda asked playfully.
Ted pushed her back on the bed and leaned over her. He pressed their clasped hand into the mattress. "I'll do whatever my goddess commands," Ted said in a low voice before dipping his head down to kiss her neck.
Andromeda sighed and lifted her head as he moved his lips across her skin to her chest. "Teddy," She breathed out softly as her head sunk back into the pillow.
Ted pulled himself halfway onto her and ground his hips into hers. He had never liked being called Teddy until she had done it; now he couldn't get enough of hearing his pet name come out of her mouth.
"Ted," Andromeda pulled his face back up. "We can't again, I'll have to go soon,"
Ted rolled beside her. He pinched her nipple and drug his hand over her side until he grabbed her hips, pulling her close to him again.
"Okay," He finally said, settling in beside her. "When can you come back?"
Andromeda brushed his sandy blonde hair from his face. "I'm not sure, but it won't be too long," Ted licked his lips. "I can't seem to stay away from you,"
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"Tonks, a word, please," Professor Sprout called to Ted as he began to follow Andromeda out of the greenhouse. She had said not long but it had been two weeks since she came to his room and had not made a return visit yet. At least he was able to catch her eye sometimes now in classes or the Great Hall.
Ted glanced from Professor Sprout back to Andromeda who threw him a look over her shoulder. Her ashen waves tumbled down her back and he was certain that she was wearing her skirts a little higher these days. He watched as the skirt swayed around her hips and Andromeda's eyes shone as she walked into the afternoon sun.
"Yeah," Ted said distracted as he made his way to Professor Sprout, pulling his bag in front of him. "Yes, Professor?"
"There are going to be scouts at the Quidditch game." Professor Sprout said with a mad gleam in her eye.
"Scouts?" Ted said breathlessly.
She nodded excitedly, her curling hair bouncing on her head. "Madame Hooch keeps in contact with them and she told them about you and a few other students who show real promise and, well, they're coming to watch you play,"
Ted's eyes were large and his mouth was hanging open. "Me? Play?" He managed to choke out.
"You're not the only one, but yes, you, Tonks!" Professor Sprout's round face was covered in the widest smile he had ever seen on it. "Train hard because this could mean a place on a professional team for you!" Professor Sprout clasped his arm in her gloved hand.
"Professor," Ted said in awe, "Thank you, thank you!" He couldn't help himself and reached forward, bringing the small witch in for a quick hug.
"Oh!" Professor Sprout laughed as Ted released her.
"I… I have to go tell the team!" Ted was grinning so broadly that his cheeks hurt.
"Yes, yes! Tell them!" Professor Sprout chuckled as she brushed her robes and only succeeded in rubbing more dirt on them. "By the way," She added as Ted was almost out the door. "It's Slytherin you're playing in November, for the first match," Ted felt a bit of his happiness ebb away. "You can beat them this time, I know it," Professor Sprout balled her hands into fists and shook them in front of her.
"Thanks," Ted said with a nod before taking off at a run up to the castle.
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A/N: So I had to set up a few things in this chapter but I tried not to make it too exposition-y. I am thinking there is going to be about 30 chapters in total? And instead of a sequel I am thinking of just doing an epilogue. What do you think?
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