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Batch 23: Marauder Generation (1) - The Phantom Librarian
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Batch 23: Marauder Generation (1)
I was going to do three, but I have errands to run, and I figured I'd put these two up. If I get another done today, I can always post it--no law against two posts in day.

Andromeda and Ted's first Christmas together, away from her family. for allie_meril
Andromeda looked at the little gifts resting on the table. She'd wrapped them as prettily as she could, and Conjured large bows, but they still looked... little.

She'd thought at first that Ted needed a new broomstick, and Mother Tonks could do with a new set of kitchen appliances. These had seemed blithely within her price range, and still did in some strange, emotional sense. Around sixty galleons for a decent but not extravagant broomstick. About £250--ought to be about fifty galleons--for a new refrigerator for Mother Tonks. It was about what was spent on Christmas presents...

...for those who had trust funds accruing interest all year, and nothing else to spend it on.

She and Ted couldn't afford to move out of Mother Tonks's house on their apprentice salaries at St. Mungo's. They chipped in for expenses through the year, and both of them insisted on paying rent for their room. There were expenses related to the apprenticeships themselves--Healers' equipment, potions supplies, uniforms--and of course, there was food, which had never even seemed an appreciable expense to Andromeda before. Now, it had to be carefully budgeted.

In short, by Christmas, there was a seven galleon limit on presents that all three of them agreed to adhere to, so no one would be embarrassed.

But Andromeda was embarrassed. She'd got Mother Tonks a brooch, and Ted would be getting the Muggle textbook he'd been wanting to work with, to go with the magical Healing he was doing. The sort of presents--and price range--that Narcissa and Bella would buy just to show someone how much she was despised. A kind of, "Why no, we haven't forgotten about you--don't expect a real gift later when we remember--but you're not actually worth anything." They would be the gift equivalent of a sneer at a party.

"Oo, what's this?" Ted came in, picked up his present, and pressed it to his head. "I see... " He waggled his eyebrows. "Oh, very naughty. And in leather."

"Right," Andromeda said. "I'm going to give you naughty things in front of your mother." She suddenly felt tears behind her eyes. She should have at least spent the seven galleons on something amusing like that.

"Hey, it's a joke." He came over and put his arms around her, setting the gift down on the table. "What is it, Andromeda? Is something wrong?"

"It's rubbish," she said, pulling away. "I could only get rubbish."

"And here I was expecting the keys to Balmoral Castle."


He turned one of dining room chairs around and sat down in it, reaching up to take her hands, and turning the chair beside it around so they faced each other.

She sat down.

He leaned forward, holding her hands against his heart. "Andromeda, I'm not sure how to tell you this."


"This year? Thirty-five pounds? It's a new high for Mum and me."


He smiled. "She's been doing well with her cosmetics. I have a full-time job. I could afford to get her a nice set of pans. I imagine she's after clothes for me, and is making herself crazy trying to find something you'll think of as classy."

"Ted, I didn't mean--"

"I know. But you're in a different part of town now, love. We're doing all right by our standards. And you're part of us now."

Andromeda knew that this was meant to be comforting--and after all, she wanted to be part of the Tonks family, didn't she?--but instead, it fanned a flame of annoyance. "Ted, could you at least pretend that my feelings are as real as yours?"

He sat back, looking surprised. "What?"

"Do you think I don't know that circumstances have changed? But I haven't. I'm still Andromeda Black, no matter what name is on my apprenticeship papers. I can't change that. I can't be someone else. But I--" She stopped, her anger abruptly fading. "But I guess there is no Andromeda Black anymore, is there? Here, I'm Andromeda Tonks. There, I don't exist anymore."

To her utter surprise, Ted laughed. "'Dromeda, they can blast you off any tapestry they want. Nothing--and I mean nothing whatsoever--will ever cause Andromeda Black to not exist anymore."

"I'm sorry..."

"Why would you be sorry? I'm crazy in love with Andromeda Black."

"What about Andromeda Tonks?"

He grinned. "You were the one who wanted to take my name. I always thought we could really tweak your family's nose by me taking yours."

"Let's not tweak them that far," Andromeda said. "Besides, I want to be in your family. I don't want you even getting in smelling distance of mine."

Remus tells Vivian that he tutored children in their homes more often than he taught in schools. One of these was Dora, of course, but I'd be interested to see another scenario. for Anon
Susan Bones sat at the top of the stairs, peering down between the bannister slats at the man in the entrance hall. Mummy had gone back to work, which meant that Susan was staying at Aunt Amelia's during the day, but Aunt Amelia did a lot of work from home, and couldn't very well keep up Susan's lessons at the same time. The man downstairs had been brought in just to give Susan lessons. He was quite young, with brown hair and tired-looking eyes. His robes seemed to have been patched in places. But his voice was soft and kind, and he gave Aunt Amelia a very fond smile.

"Remus!" Aunt Amelia said. "It's so very good to see you. When Dumbledore told me he thought you were free to do some lessons with Susan, I was so happy."

"Believe me, Madam Bones, I'm free a good deal more often than I am occupied."

"Hmph." Aunt Amelia reached over to a table and picked up the books Mummy had brought for Susan. "Elizabeth has got her reading relatively well, and she can do her sums. She'll need to work on more maths, and I think it's time she started learning history and civic responsibilities. Will you be able to teach both of those things at one day a week? If you're not busy, I'm sure I could invite you a second day each week."

"A whole day? I think I could add a few other things as well, if you don't mind--perhaps some Latin, and, for break, a bit of drawing?"

"In one day a week?"

The man sat down on a low chair. "I know you're anxious for Susan to be educated, but at six, she's not likely to have the attention span to concentrate on a single subject all morning. It's a good age to introduce them to several things, and I've structured her homework in maths and history to make sure she'll get everything you mean her to get."

"We'll be going to two days, then," Aunt Amelia said. "If you're free. I do rather agree with your assessment of her attention, but I'd like her to have more structured lessons. Are you amenable?"

"I didn't say that to ask for an extra day, Madam Bones."

"I know you didn't, but as it happens, I would be more than happy to have you every day, but I assume you have other students."

"One or two," the man said. "But... I could take the work. If you'd care to. Of course, the fee--"

"Would presumably be double what it is for a single day," Aunt Amelia said brusquely.

"I was going to say that it wouldn't be--"

"Fair to offer you less?" Aunt Amelia looked at the man sternly, and waited for him to give in and take more gold. When he finally bowed his head, she said, "Very well, then, I'll fetch Susan. She's eavesdropping anyway, which I really ought to cure her of. Susan? Come down, then."

Susan came down the stairs and stood beside Aunt Amelia. Aunt Amelia said, "Mr. Lupin, this is my niece, Susan, Edgar's daughter. Susan, this is Mr. Lupin. You're very lucky. He was trained as a teacher by Professor McGonagall from Hogwarts."

The man bent down and smiled. The tiredness in his eyes fell away. "Hello, Susan," he said. "I saw pictures of you when you were a baby. You've certainly got big since then."

"I'm six," Susan said.

"I know. Your aunt wants me to be your teacher. Shall we have a lesson?"

Susan wasn't sure. She'd never had a lesson with anyone other than Mummy or Aunt Amelia, but Mr. Lupin seemed nice. Slowly, she nodded.

"Excellent. Where may we work?"

Aunt Amelia led them to the dining room, where Mr. Lupin glanced at Susan's books.

"I don't like maths," Susan offered, hoping that he'd do one of the other subjects he'd talked about first.


"Numbers make my head hurt."

"Well, then. We should get them out of the way straightaway. Pity, really--I was going to save the for the end, like pudding."

Susan made a face.

Mr. Lupin laughed. "I'm not fond of maths, either, really, but you need your numbers. You'll use them in potions and maybe arithmancy."

"And shopping?" Susan offered. "I've seen Mummy do sums while we shop."

"Yes. Shopping especially." He thought about this. "So, let's have a shopping trip, shall we? You'll start with five galleons." He waved his wand, and five bright-colored bits of gold paper appeared (real galleons couldn't be Conjured, Mummy said). "Now, we'll start subtracting. Let's say you find a great duelling wand, which will cost you two galleons. How would you find out how many galleons you'd have left if you bought it...?"
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allie_meril From: allie_meril Date: January 29th, 2012 10:27 pm (UTC) (Link)
Aw, that's just the kind of story I was hoping for! Andromeda having to make some sort of mental adjustment (as well as economical), and Ted helping her along. Oo, wouldn't the Blacks have been furious if he had taken her name! So sweet, Fern, thank you. :)

It's so nice to see Remus treated well by people other than the regular characters.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 31st, 2012 06:32 am (UTC) (Link)
I'm glad that's what you had in mind. It seems like something she'd worry about, doesn't it?
From: (Anonymous) Date: January 30th, 2012 01:16 am (UTC) (Link)
Love these.

For such a minor character, Amelia Bones managed to grab a rather large share of my affections. I was really sorry she didn't make it through. It's nice to see her here in all her arch-but-kind glory.

fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 31st, 2012 06:32 am (UTC) (Link)
She's definitely supposed to be fair-minded. It's too bad we didn't see more of her, but I guess a fair-minded voice in the Ministry would have interfered with the plot a little!
hungrytiger11 From: hungrytiger11 Date: January 30th, 2012 02:09 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, I like both! The part about Andromeda getting annoyed ("pretend my feelings are as real" moment) felt like a very genuine reaction. And I LOVE the Susan Bones one!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 31st, 2012 06:33 am (UTC) (Link)
It just suddenly struck me that Ted was being just a wee bit condescending there, without meaning to.
From: (Anonymous) Date: January 30th, 2012 04:33 am (UTC) (Link)
Hi Fernwithy,

I absolutely adore your Andromeda. I love everything you write, but when it comes to her (especially when she was in her Hogwarts years with Ted and Gilderoy) those scenes becomes my favorite. She belongs to you the same way that Teddy does: yes, they belong to JK Rowling, but no one come close to developing them like you do. On top of that, young Andromeda fanficton seems so rare next to the slew of Trio and Maurauder fics, so it makes these ficlets extra special.

It was fun to see Remus interacting with the Bones. You have such a gift of giving a wonderful new dimension to secondary characters.

Keep up the excellent work!

~Amethyst Beloved
allie_meril From: allie_meril Date: January 30th, 2012 12:37 pm (UTC) (Link)
As an Official Andromeda Fangirl(tm), I currently have a 220 stories (plus a few recslists) over at my Pinboard. :) You know, if you're interested.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 31st, 2012 06:33 am (UTC) (Link)
I like secondary characters. There's enough to hang something on, but not enough to really give much definition.
From: (Anonymous) Date: January 30th, 2012 05:37 am (UTC) (Link)
Something I wished I could tell Andromeda -

You know when you watch a horror movie and, afterwards, something reminds you of something in the movie? And the more you try to put the killer monsters out of your head, the more you think about them?

Well, blasting names off tapestries, forbidding anyone to even mention then name, and all that? If being thought of and remembered is the measure of the reality of Andromeda Black, I'd say it's a fair bet she's more real than she's ever been before.

Heh, you have me trying to start dialogues with fictional characters, Fern.


P.S. Really felt like I should say "thinking of you."
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 31st, 2012 06:34 am (UTC) (Link)
It's true--making all that effort to do a cut direct really does put the power in the hands of the exiled, in a way.
alkari From: alkari Date: January 30th, 2012 05:58 am (UTC) (Link)
Excellent. The first one reminds me a little of O'Henry's beautiful story "The Gift of the Magi".
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 31st, 2012 06:34 am (UTC) (Link)
Heh, I haven't read that for a long time. I should read it again (all I remember is the basic Aesop).
etain_antrim From: etain_antrim Date: January 30th, 2012 06:54 pm (UTC) (Link)
Both are excellent, as usual. As a Remus-fan, I especially enjoyed the second one. Both you and JKR show him as a wonderful teacher!
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: January 31st, 2012 06:35 am (UTC) (Link)
I <3 good teachers.
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