"Donât let me die"/ "What if someone catches us?â / "Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."
"Donât let me die"
Flashes of that first night when he found her in an alley way came back into his memory. She was weak and cold, muttering something that would later come to light in a dark and sinister way. He had held her in his arms like he did now, but he was the one who whispered, I wonât let you die to soothe her. Ted brushed a strand of hair away from her face, caressing her cheek as he squeezed her tighter,  â I wonât. â
"What if someone catches us?âÂ
He let his head hang down in thought. What would he do if someone catches them? If someone found Andromeda in his home, knowing what information she could already have told Dumbledoreâs forces, would he run? Fight? Cower for mercy? No, this was bigger than him and his sense of security now. It was war, and everyone has a role in it whether they want it or not. His was to make sure Andromeda stayed alive until the end.  â If someone comes, â he started, reaching out for her hand and looking at her with solemn eyes,  â I want you to run. I need you to run, to the Bonesâ or Siriusâ or even to a villa in France where you can contact someone from the Order. And when you do, donât worry about me. â
"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."
He laughed along with her, tilting the remaining contents of his glass into his mouth. Ted had come home to find Andromeda half a bottle of gin deep with one of his Bowie records playing. Her only response to what are you doing was better catch up, and with every pour she gave him, he knocked back with a slight wince. Their dancing had turned into conversation, her suggesting a game of sharing information with one another.  â Well, it sounds childish, â he placed the glass on the coffee table,  â but we might as well get to know each other if weâre to live together, hm ? â














