Beyond it all,beyond that war,something had been left. Eventually Andromeda,who had always been good at such feelings,had known. She had known the moment Dora had left,slipped out of her fingers,to be grasped by the unknown,hopefully by the fingers of her lovely husband. She had been feeling things for hours,and when her daughter's life had been broken,she had broken too and little Teddy into crying,and she had had all the clue she needed. War had wiped out her family,good and bad,past and present,and brought umbearable pain to those who were still there. Then again,when had life been normal for her?And yet Andromeda had fully known what she wanted to be and who with. She had seen the Weasleys a few days ago,how war had paid them one last blow by taking young Fred away,but she had gripped onto Arthur's hope to get better,and how he had told her that indeed something had been left. She had her grandson. In his attitude of baby she had seen so much of her daughter,and Remus too,that she had been left weeping in her room for hours,in the awful quiet Dora and her husband had filled for years. Indeed her daughter had moved away once ready,but she had been there as much as she could to be with them,war had brought them even closer than they already were. Arthur was right she had an hope,it was lying right besides her,chewing on his thumb,without a care in the world and Andromeda wished she could've felt that carefree all over again. If she had been she could've fooled herself into believing that her daughter would've been back soon,tripping onto something on her way,pheraps her own feet,in a true show of Tonks'clumsiness. Nonetheless she knew she couldn't dwell on what could've never been again,she had to be with the life she had left. Because even if unknowingly she had left her a reason to go on,to fill the house with laughters again,with the memory of her getting married to the man she loved. Even if they were gone,now.
Teddy was up,sitting on her bed,smiling at her and changing his eyes,even if it had to be a reflex since he was too little to control it. His hair looked the bubble gum colour Dora had loved to wear,and his eyes were glowing from a colour to the other,even the most bizarre,giving her an hard time to stay serious. She could've never laughed...she could efford to go on for him,but she couldn't. And yet everytime he did something funny she would laugh her heart out,and yet bit by bit once more her mouth spread in a big smile towards her grandson,and Andromeda laughed lifting him up and hugging him close to her chest.
She laughed and Harry and Ginny were coming to have some fun all together tomorrow,she laughed and didn't feel guilty,for life had given her another chance.
Happy birthday Dora.
Ok,so this is the last shot. This one is set an year after the battle of Hogwarts,and Tonks'birthday. Let's always celebrate the life of this wonderful magical world without forgetting what was done to fight Voldemort.