Ted noticed her white cheeks turn a shade of pink at his comment causing his smile to form into a grin. She was the reason he was unable to sleep, she was the reason he would get lost in thoughts and she was the reason he felt happy. Truly happy. He stretched his legs out and shook his head at her words, attempting to protest her questions but knowing fully well that he would never be able to say no to her. âBut iâm so boring.â He sighed. âDo you really want me to bore you? You might fall asleep actually and that wonât be ideal because I donât think I would be allowed to carry you to your common room and I would feel awful if you slept out here and caught a cold.â He teased before he turned his body slightly to face her. âVery well then. You asked for it. I did warn you though so if you start snoring out here on the astronomy tower know that you were given the heads up.â Ted winked. âSo, Iâm from Devon. I have a sister. Elizabeth. You already knew that though. She is a true angel and I love her more than anything. My mum is called Emily, she is a nurse, she is the most brilliant woman ever. Sheâs so strong, braveâŠshe has such a big warm loving heart. Elizabeth is very much like her. My dad is called Thomas. Dad is a university professorâŠuniversity is basically the higher education in the muggle world.â Ted leaned his head back against the wall as he spoke, tilting it to the side and keeping his gaze on her as he poured out information about his very ordinary life to a very extraordinary girl. âHome is my favourite place. I do want to travel, I want to explore the world, but I honestly wouldnât exchange anywhere to my house in Devon.âÂ
It was the most beautiful night sky but Ted couldnât focus on anything another than Andromeda. He was certain that the stars were jealous of how brightly she shone. Moving his hand, his fingertips slowly touched hers and he leaned in closer to her. âI want to know more about you Andie. Sure, I know of your family, I know everything that everyone else in the castle does. However, I donât know what your favourite flowers are for instance. I donât know what makes you happy. I donât know what makes you sad. I want to know you. You can tell me anything you want Andie. You are so much more than just one of the Black sisters and I want to get to know the Andie which dances to my favourite songs with me.âÂ
âI highly doubt that you could bore me, let alone make fall asleep,â she assured him, laughing lightly. He was one of the most interesting people she knew, the more she learned about him the more she realised just how extraordinary he really was. Honestly, it had come as a surprise to herself when she had started to become friends with the muggleborn Hufflepuff, she had never thought they could have anything in common, or that there was so much she could learn from him. He was the exception to everything she had ever been taught to value, the person who was completely making her reconsider her expectations of those outside her Sacred 28 circle. Andromeda listened, enchanted as he spoke. Everything about him was fascinating to her. His home sounded like it had come straight out of the pages of a fairy tale, especially his picture-perfect family. âThat sounds wonderful,â she smiled. âIâve been to the coast near Devon before but never to the muggle cities. It seems like a beautiful place to grow up. How did your parents react to you and Elizabeth having magic?âÂ
This time Andromeda didnât move her hand away from his, the warmth of it felt nice against hers even if the gesture did make her heart beat faster. âI donât think I even know that version of me. That was entirely your doing. - Know that if you ever try to tell anybody it happened no one will believe you,â she teased. As he asked his questions she looked down, hiding her face behind her hair. She could almost feel his blue eyes shining onto her, revealing a side to her she didnât know existed. Making her want to be a better, nicer person. The kind of person that would dance to muggle songs in an empty classroom with him. She paused to consider her answer, nobody had ever really wanted to know about her before so she had never given it much thought. âMy favourite flowers are probably peonies, we have them in our garden at home, pink and white ones. The gardener knew I liked them so he used to pick them for me to keep in my room when they bloomed in spring. They were just about the only colour our house had,â as she was speaking she turned to face him again, leaning closer, her eyes lighting up as she thought back to her childhood memories. These were things no one else knew about her, yet somehow she felt comfortable sharing them with Ted. âMy sisterâs make me happy, they mean more to me than anything else in the world and I am very protective of them, especially Narcissa. The three of us have always been there for each other, we used to do everything together, but I worry about what will happen to them now. Weâve been disagreeing a lot lately.â Her expression grew pensive as she finished speaking, her mind returning to one of the other matters that had been keeping her from sleeping.