thattimeofthemonth | Open RP Post

Teddy looked quite innocent as if he hadn't just been doing that, blinking up with a wide smile at Draco before shoving a fist into his mouth and sucking on it. There was not a sound from upstairs yet, if Tonks was asleep or perhaps just resting along side of Remus, but Remus would probably still be unmoving for many hours more. Draco had seen just a part of how terrible his curse really was.

Draco debated on waking up Tonks since the hour was clearly up...but he felt that for now things were okay. Let her rest a little longer. It had been a rough morning, and he doubted she got any sleep the night before.

"Let's get you a toy," he suggested. He went back into the living room and grabbing a toy or two sat on the couch with Teddy. At least it wouldn't be his hair.

Given the chance to sleep, and with his biological needs met, Teddy was pretty happy to play for a while beside Draco on the couch before he gave a great wide yawn of his own, then over the next few minutes, just put his head right down on the couch and fell asleep there, splayed out among his toys. He looked utterly content in his sleep, the kind of sleep adults never got but wish they could. The house went quiet with his sleep, leaving Draco the sole waking occupant of it.

It would be another hour or so before Tonks made her way back downstairs, in a bright purple robe and fuzzy slippers, a hand covering her mouth as she yawned. When she spotted Draco and Teddy, her brows went sleepily up. "...Did you let me over sleep?" she accused, but not unkindly.

Draco gave a small smile and rubbed Teddy's back when he saw that the baby had fallen asleep. He was actually content with the moment of silence in the house, since things had been so hectic all morning.

He only glanced up when he heard Tonks coming down the stairs. "Things were going alright. I didn't mind watching him longer for you," he replied with a sheepish smile.

Tonks looked briefly uncertain before slowly, she smiled. She walked over and slowly sat down on the couch beside Teddy, touching his head gently. "Thank you," she said with a quiet warmth. "It's,.. Rough in the mornings after and usually, my mother can come by but she was busy today."

Which reminded her that they would end up meeting, wouldn't it? Andromeda and Draco. How would that go?

He gave a curious glance her way at the mention of her mother. He knew they were related, but just hearing it made it more real.

"What is she like?" he asked softly, realizing it's a touchy subject. His mother never mentions her sister at all. He wondered briefly if his mother would want to try to get in touch with her again, since so much had happened and that she no longer had Bellatrix. He wondered how she would react to his presence.

"My mother?" Tonks raised her brows, then thought about it. How did she explain Andromeda? "I suppose you could call her a walking contradiction." She gave a small smile at the thought. "She's a strong woman who defied her family to marry someone she loved. She was a Slytherin but somehow she just doesn't seem to be like most. Then again she is a cunning witch." A chuckle and she leaned back, looking to her cousin.

Draco gave a small oh. He could understand why his mother choose to leave her, but at the same time...He did find her impressive to do what she wanted despite what her family expected. He wondered if that's partially why his mother was trying to be supportive of his changes--having guilt of not supporting her own sister?

"What does she look like?" he couldn't help but ask. He had never seen any photos and he wondered how much she resembled his mother and aunt Bellatrix.

...Had Narcissa and Lucius really kept Draco from knowing anything at all about Andromeda?! Tonks bit back a rude sound before she got up and walked over to a series of photographs on the wall, picking a frame up and coming back over. She offered it to Draco as she sat back down.

Andromeda looked back with a small smile on her lips, Teddy cradled proudly in her arms with Remus and Tonks on either side of her. She did look so much like her sisters in her facial structure and body, but her eyes were softer and her hair lighter.

"...it's funny how I ended up looking so much more like my father than anyone else. I don't really think I look like mum's side of the family." Good.

He studied the picture for a while, carefully studying the picture looking at the various differences. He gave a small smile wishing he had known her more.

"Mother never talked about her and very rarely her past before marrying my father. Aunt Bellatrix never talked about family in general. But she believed everyone should serve Him. Do you think she would want to see me?" He said as he handed the photos back.

Tonks took the frame, looking down at the four people in the picture as they smiled and tried to stand somewhat still but Remus silently said something that made her laugh and if she remembered right, snort. The memory made her smile.

"Honestly, I think when you were young that she would have, but given you turned into a smaller version of your father and mother? I think she gave up hope as the years went on. Bellatrix-" there was still hate in that name, "she despised utterly and the idea her sister had any hooks in you... doomed you there. But- well- things have changed," she quickly added to end.

He gave nod and hid his annoyance about the comment on his family. Tonks was being honest and he was slowly learning to deal with the negativity toward his parents that people held. He supposed that he would make plans to not be around when she came to visit. He was a little jealous to see how open they were with their feelings in the photo. His family rarely had pictures like them.

"Maybe someday things will change," he replied not fully believing his parents would ever change.

Narcissa has treated her sister horribly; was there any surprise in how Andromeda acted about it all? But... "I didn't expect you to be like this, either," Tonks admitted. "I expected you to still be more like your parents. I don't think my mother would ever be willing to deal with your parents again, but... maybe it will be different with you."

"It's new for me. I'm not used to the idea that its okay to be yourself and not worry about what others think. And that its okay to follow your own thoughts and dreams instead of your parents," Draco admitted. "But I like this new path. Its better."

There was some silence before he spoke again. "Did you need my help with anything else?" He planned to rest a bit if he wasn't needed.

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"No, go get some sleep if you'd like, or get something to eat. I can't believe you got him to actually take a nap." Tonks sounded amused about it, but when Draco stood up to go, she quietly added, "I'm glad this is the path you've chosen, for what it's worth. I see why Remus believed in you."

He gave a small smile. He was glad to see that Tonks was finally trusting him and understanding where he stood. Still he knew he was going to have to work hard to maintain that trust."I think I just got lucky this time around. He had his diaper changed and a bottle and wasn't too much of a trouble."

Stretching slightly, he got up and headed upstairs. Food can wait later, sleep was more important.

It wasn't a complete trust, but it was far more trust than she had initially given him, which had been none at all. After all, she didn't just allow anyone to watch her son completely unsupervised. Tonks watched him leave and sighed to her son. "Somehow, little one, things have gotten more complicated when I wasn't looking." She chuckled as Teddy just looked up at her with those wide eyes, then went to get things ready for later when Remus would need to eat.

Back at the Malfoy summer home, another session was beginning. Today, Melinda was in a deep amber set of robes that glinted with gold instead of her usual silver, her hair plaited and over her shoulder and set with a small gold ball at the end. It was clear that she had come from money, though her attitude generally seemed mostly the opposite.

On the menu today would be a difficult session, though, and she waited calmly for Lucius. It would be curious how this would go, but she had her predictions.

Lucius was not fond of the sessions. They made him dwell on things he wanted to forget. At the same time, he knew that they were helping as much as he didn't want to admit. He wondered what this session was going to focus on. Of late they were gearing to more of the darker moments.

He approached the room they used for the sessions. He dressed in his usual manner, but began to make sure everything was neat and in place. He had gone back to having a clean shaven face and his hair pulled back. It was a small sign that things were improving. He sat across from Melinda, with his cane at his side. Now a days it was used for support more then appearance.

"What will be today's discussion?" He asked.

"This may be a more difficult session than normal, Lucius," Melinda said calmly as she looked over to him with her hands folded in her lap. "There is a topic I believe that needs to be discussed and understood before you speak with your family on it, as it will, in time, need to be discussed as a whole between you all."

A breath in, out. "I would like you to tell me about the Malfoy manor."

The calm demanour left him quickly. Lucius felt his hands begin to shake at the mention of his home. The house that continued to haunt him. He didn't want to discuss this topic, but knew that Melinda would have her way.

"You want to know when He took the house? Or what went on there?" He asked in an unsteady voice.

"I want to know you thoughts on what you'd like to do with it." No, she wasn't pushing immediately, starting off more simply than that. She would work towards the rest of it, as they continued on. A probing question - ask now his thoughts on what he'd like to do with it, and see how they compared to after the session.

Lucius wasn't expecting this, and looked confused for a few minutes as he tried to think about. He had a feeling it would go down that route though,

"I never gave it much thought. I tried to avoid thinking about the manor. Traditionally, the house would go to Draco. Only...I don't think none of us wish to return to it. Which is a shame. Our home has a lot of history toward it. The king of England had given it to my family long ago."

Good. That was actually better than she feared. Melinda leaned forward, looking to Lucius as she nodded. "Perhaps none of you will. It's an unfortunate circumstance from what occurred there." Her tone carried approval, as did her facial expression.

"But even here, you let what happened there follow you to this place." With a small gesture around her. "You are keeping it bottled up inside of you, somewhere deeper than you want to admit."

He looked away, uncertain of how to approach the topic. "I deal with things how I usually do. I keep them to myself. I don't need my wife and son worried over me more then they are now."

There was a long pause before he spoke again, still refusing to look her way. "We may end up just selling the place. Packing up everything and taking it here. Selling what we don't want. If we have to, we would do it anonymously."

"I think your wife at least is more worried about you vanishing again than anything else." Remus shook his head a little, but the rest made him think. He tapped his fingers slowly, puzzling on it, before cautiously asking, "what about giving it to other family, if you want it to remain as such? Not a lot of families have the kind of gold that manor would sell for."

Though he could think of a family that needed the space, he couldn't imagine them living in some place so big.

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