With the other woman's assent, Andromeda stepped further onto the snowy balcony.
Andromeda had a natural maternal streak, one that had only truly come forth when she'd become a mother. It made her want to... well, mother some people. Not to a Molly Weasley degree, that woman was a born mother hen in a way Andromeda could never be-- and never wanted to be. Andromeda was more reluctant to nose her way into people's business. But. But.