Narcissa was struck by Andromeda's resemblance to their older sister. It wasn't something she had thought about in many years, but Andromeda had always looked a little like Bellatrix, and seeing her for the first time in decades reminded her of why she had tried to re-establish contact with her. Narcissa missed her sisters, and with Bella gone she didn't want another twenty plus years to go by without talking to Andromeda.
Andromeda did look a little more worn than she had expected; Narcissa supposed it was from the tragedies of the past year. She couldn't imagine how she would look if she had lost Draco.
The baby's laugh drew her out of her thoughts, and she smiled at him. "This must be Teddy?" Almost unconsciously, Narcissa reached out to him, grasping one of his fists in her hand.
"We should go inside," she suggested, "it's a bit cold out here." As Andromeda's arms were full, Narcissa stepped forward to open the door.