Astoria had been trying to keep everything together. She had worked with Naill to assure that their mother was okay during her vigil by the radio. She had worked to make sure the house stayed together and was run at tip-top shape with her mother distracted. She had taken care of Queenie and Prince. She had gotten Daphne's clothing together and had prepared the basics for Daphne to have clothing at the hospital and to have a comfortable room when she came home. She had planned to get some new, extremely fuzzy stuffed animal for Daphne as well. Something that she could curl up with and not deal with the fuss that Queenie would put up or the playful antics of Prince.
But that had resulted in Astoria practically staying in a state of constant movement. She was always doing or thinking about something. When the knock came, she was at the door before the house elf. It appeared a mere moment after her and she immediately shooed it away. "Get back to cleaning Daphne's room. I want it dusted - and not just stirred up."
The small creature vanished and Astoria opened the door, practically grabbing Draco into a hug right there. She didn't care about the cold.