AN1: I AM SO SO SORRY! I swear I've been wanting to publish but first it was the university, then vacation and during all these, a major block! I am now truthful, I don't know how often I will be able to publish or even write... but I'll try my very best! I have the draft ofthe next 3 chapters but they need a lot of work but they'll be with us as soon as they're ready! I also want THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! I never in my wildest dreams thought this story would get anywhere if it hadn't been for my best friends it wouldn't even be here, so I want to thank to the ones who follow, the ones who put it as a favorite and the ones who reviewed! This means a lot to me!

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It had started as a quite saturday morning for Andromeda Tonks. She woke up a little after eight o clock different to her usual six am but then again the night before was not something she had planned. She had thought that it would be like any other reunion of the SOAOFMC right after the march but it started with a freak out Hermione asking Andromeda to talk later that evening which then lead to a long conversation on her kitchen well past midnight after Jo had gone to bed. The news about her sister returning with her son and a grandchild had been surprising but not unbeliebable, like Hermione she knew the day that the truth about Jo's parentage would come out.

After the war the life for Andromeda hadn't been easy. She has lost her husband, he daugther and even her son in law. She still had her grandchild but that didn't stop the pain sha was going through. After the first few weeks after the battle she had received the visit of Harry Potter acommpaned by his friend Hermione Granger, she had already talk to the young Potter during the funerals and the ceremonies to those fallen in the war but with the strain situation she hadn't expected to see him so soon. She had hear wonderful things about the Golden Trio most coming from Dora and even more about Hermione and Harry from Remus who obviously adore both kids. And with time she understood what they meant. With both of them being Teddy's godparents her relationship with them grow and she found herself falling into the paper of mother again, she looked after Harry and Hermione. She loved the way they were with teddy and when the time came and she accepted the fact that she couldn't look after such a young boy she gave the whole custody to them still having the chance to see her grandson everytime she felt well enough, she was there for Hermione during her pregnancy knowing the girl would need a mother figure to go to, in no time those two kids were part of her family and later on Luna Lovegood would be in it.

Just like the moment Josephine Lyra had come along.

Josephine had been quite a surprise. Like Teddy she was a metamorphmagus but since a young age showed more control and that's how Andromeda knew Josephine, or Lyra as she usually preferred to called her adopted granchild, was at least a Black. Not a lot of people in her family had grey eyes mostly they were dark but from time to time eyes like molten steel came around, just like Sirius, or Regulus, as she usually said to Harry and Hermione, but more importantly her own father. That's how she knew, she was not a Slytherin for nothing. From the beginning Jo was a serious baby and that's how those eyes usually reminded her the long talks with her father who doted on her and the lessons she and her sister received before Hogwarts, and most importantly the night he disowned her and she was cast out after falling in love. With the time and the pranking lessons with Teddy, from George Weasley and even Harry, those eyes become warmer and full of mischief. She didn't know if to be grateful or saddened.

Suddenly an owl came through the open window and perched itself in front of her and pull out it's leg. After Andromeda took the letter the owl didn't wait a bit and flew away.

Warily she opened the letter.

Dear Dromeda,

I am back in the country and want to know how you are, even if I probably don't deserve any answer at all.We haven't spoken in years and for that I am to blame. Everything I want to say can't be written down in paper, please Andromeda, my only desire is to see you and talk.

Love,

Your sister Narcissa.

Andromeda's heart ached, she didn't wait a beat to answer and with that she sent her owl out.

4 o clock. My house.

Dromeda.

Well, she had until Tea time now.

At 3.57 pm Andromeda was waiting in the armchair of her living room. Truthfully she felt like start pacing around but she berated Lyra a lot for doing that, it wasn't proper for a lady.

A knock in the door brought her back to reality.

'This is it' Andromeda said to herself, 'Time to face the music'.

As she opened the door, there stood a tall blonde woman, a perfect show of elegance and money.

"Hello Andromeda," said the woman, her voice was a bit broken, she didn't really know what to expect "how have yo-" but she was cut off by the hug of her sister.

"Just shut up!"

It was quite funny really, she was always arguing with Jo about how ladies should behave but she spent too much time with her adoptive granddaughter to the point she also took quite a lot of expressions from the sassy teenager.

Andromeda pull apart from her sister and let her in into the house, it was the second time Narcissa Malfoy found herself in her sister's house, the first time was when Nymphadora had been born.

Sirius had snuck her out to meet Andromeda, but that was the last time she met either of them. She was finishing her seventh year and with the help of Sirius, who was barely 14, she get to meet her sister and niece but after her marriage that summer she loose all hope to meet her sister once again until today.

When both sister found each other sat on the living room sofa, both with tears in her eyes, Narcissa voice sound broken as she said her apologies, they both were raise with the same ideas, family was first and Andromeda couldn't really blame her, she chose her love over her family, chose to believe different from what she was taught but Narcissa didn't have to and she couldn't blame that on her.

So sisters talked, about their life, the war, their children. And it wasn't until that moment that something hit Narcissa.

While talking of how Teddy, along Harry and Hermione, and unexpectedly Jo too, were what brought light to her life once again after the war, Narcissa couldn't help but blurted out

"She is Draco's."

They both new it was more of an statement than a question

"Somethings are not mine to say"

It was all the answers Narcissa needed.

"Tell me about her."

Andromeda's lip turn upward, she couldn't blame her sister. So she told her. And she couldn't be blame, at the end there is no grandmother in the world who doesn't love to talk about their grandchildren.