The World I Once Knew, Andromeda/Ted, Rated G, no warnings
Andromeda was wild from the escape - high on the rush that had come with climbing from her window and running out, off the grounds of the manor and into Ted’s arms. The wait for this had been so incredibly long, and now that she was finally far away from the home that she had known for her whole life, she could only shake from excitement.
“Come home with me, Andromeda,” Ted whispered in her ear, even as she hung onto him tightly, her body heaving with every deep, ragged breath.
“Kiss me first,” she panted, her hands scrambling at his hair and face, until she managed to get a grip upon him and press her mouth against his. She felt herself the heroine of a romance novel - having at last escaped from her home to run away with her handsome hero.
Ted broke away for a moment, his eyes shining. “You don’t think that you made the wrong decision, then, Andromeda?” he breathed. “You are willing to run away with me
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he takes me back home, andromeda/ted, pgMore than a blood traitor and more than married to a Muggleborn, what she really never expected to be was poor. Certainly she'd assumed that she'd marry well, that her parents would arrange a fiancé for her with both pure blood and a good reputation, but she'd at least known that other sorts of men existed. She'd been warned about them since she was a child, after all - the blood traitors who betrayed and shamed their families and ancestors; the half-bloods who were below them, of course, but not an entirely bad sort if they knew their place and who to associate with (and dissociate from); and the Muggles, those awful and filthy common people with no knowledge that magic even existed, unless they were lucky enough to have managed to steal some for themselves. She'd never presumed to marry one or even associate with any, but at least she'd known of their existence. It wasn't until Andromeda had begun Hogwarts that she'd even realized that not all families, not even all purebloods, had the wealth
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This is lovely. The ending really tied it all together nicely as well, that home isn't so much about things or luxuries but the people who comprise of it. There really isn't enough of these two out there.
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Andromeda was wild from the escape - high on the rush that had come with climbing from her window and running out, off the grounds of the manor and into Ted’s arms. The wait for this had been so incredibly long, and now that she was finally far away from the home that she had known for her whole life, she could only shake from excitement.
“Come home with me, Andromeda,” Ted whispered in her ear, even as she hung onto him tightly, her body heaving with every deep, ragged breath.
“Kiss me first,” she panted, her hands scrambling at his hair and face, until she managed to get a grip upon him and press her mouth against his. She felt herself the heroine of a romance novel - having at last escaped from her home to run away with her handsome hero.
Ted broke away for a moment, his eyes shining. “You don’t think that you made the wrong decision, then, Andromeda?” he breathed. “You are willing to run away with me ( ... )
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