Starter for: Andromeda Tonks @tonksxandromeda Where: Diagon Alley NYE party When: somewhere in the middle
Ted and Andromeda had their work cut out for them. Nymphadora was a rambunctious young witch. At the mere age of six, she knew her own mind and was not afraid of speaking it. Rather clumsy, too. Limbs like spider legs and a spirit like a whirlwind. But he wouldn't have changed a single thing. Ted adored his daughter, just as much as he loved his wife.
It had taken some persuading to get him out of the house, tonight. This kind of crowded and noisy environment would be exactly where he'd expect Death Eaters to strike. It would be just their kind of evil to attack the innocent while they celebrated the arrival of the new year. But he'd given in. Dora's pleading had been the final straw, her big doe eyes staring up at him with a desperation that he knew she'd perfected just for his benefit. It was a complete ruse. But he fell for it willingly anyway, and here they all were.
So far, he'd won too many stuffed toys by aiming curses at targets from further away than the rest of the crowd. It was hardly fair. He was an Auror, after all. So after the third one, he dragged Dora away and charmed the toys to walk alongside her like some kind of fantastical entourage. A few other children pointed and laughed, and he turned to Andromeda with a laugh of his own.
"You win. It was a good idea to come. So-" Wrapping an arm around her waist, he pulled her closer and pressed his lips to her ear. "I'll make it up to you later."
