Daughter (Andromeda Tonks)
She looks down at the baby in her arms, and cannot quite believe that she is hers.
She has never felt so exhausted in her life. Or so proud. Or terrified. She does not know how to be a mother.
"Nymphadora," she murmurs to Ted, who grimaces slightly, but cannot deny her anything today. A beautiful, graceful, elegant name for a girl who will grow up to be beautiful and graceful and elegant.
Ted leans over and kisses his daughter's head, but then draws back, a look of confusion on his face. "Andromeda," he says, "Her hair is changing colour…"