Andromeda Tonks (andromynous) wrote in valesco,
@ 2008-04-06 20:55:00

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[Ted!]
She had no reason to feel guilty, right? It wasn't as if Sirius had proved himself completely incompetent before ~~except that he had~~ and it wasn't as if she really could have stopped him from seeing his brother no matter where they stood on the family tree. Some part of her had hoped that the brothers really would make up.

But now ... well, now nobody had seen Sirius since she had and the fact was that he was probably somewhere having who knew what happen to him. And it was, as far as she was concerned, partially her fault.

She resolved then to make sure that they found him. Merlin, she needed a smoke ... but she wasn't going to do it in the house when Dora was down for her nap. She frowned, pushing out the front door and lingering on the step.

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andromynous
2008-04-07 06:27 am UTC (link)

Whether Ted was using his broadcasting talents to his advantage or not, she was glad to hear the certainty in his voice. It was the thought that counted. Faith was largely built on figment, after all.

Largely a daddy thing, yes. She shifted to quickly stub the fag out beneath her boot and waved her hand just a little in hopes of getting some of the smell away before she turned to the two of them and reached in to tap Nymphadora's nose gently. While she didn't necessarily think that the girl should be picked up like he was doing just now, she was certainly not going to scold him like she might have, however teasingly, on any other day.

"I'm sure she's just incredibly eager to get that dinner," she murmured, managing a small, genuine smile for the girl and reached up to stroke back her hair fondly.

"Isn't that right, Dora?"

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teds
2008-04-07 06:54 am UTC (link)

The response was an enthusiastic nod of Dora's head, which was actually rather a tired response given that if she had not just woke up, there would be excitement and shouting, accompanied by a million-word ramble about what they were having.

She started to squirm, so he let her down to her feet gently, instructing her to go off and clean up for dinner. Ted turned back to Andromeda as Nymphadora ran off.

"I should go order that now, then," he told her. "And I'll owe you another fag later, after she's gone to sleep. Might have to have one with you." Ever since they'd had Dora, he'd been trying to settle down with the smoking, but he still always carried around a pack with him and he couldn't help the temptation that the smell of one brought.

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andromynous
2008-04-07 06:59 am UTC (link)

"You should," she agreed once Dora headed off to clean up and she closed the door to the house. She knew that Ted had been trying to quit (hell, she'd been trying too), but that just wasn't in the cards right now and she knew it, especially with the added stress of Sirius' disappearance. Andromeda had to admit that the thought of a quiet fag in the middle of the night with Ted was undeniably appealing.

She couldn't help the subconscious urge to stay close to Ted, though, and when he moved to the kitchen to order the food she settled herself at the sink to dry off the already bone-dry dishes absently. The repetitive movement helped to push any residual thoughts about the situation out of her mind for a little while, at least.

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