Andromeda had been spending more time alone since she'd been disowned than she had beforehand. Her feelings for Ted hadn't changed, but she was more worried about him than ever. Andy had heard about what had happened on Saturday, that Ted had been found unconscious and people had thought he was dead and everyone thought that was actually possible because of who Andy's family was.
So. Not only did she have to deal with losing her family and her family history, she had to deal with them hating her so much that it was a total possibility they would try to kill her... Ted. It was so fucked up.
And she missed her sisters. Bellatrix hated her, and had disowned her just like her parents. Narcissa loved her, but even though she was here on this trip, Andy had never felt so far away from her. It twisted her up inside, and most of the time she hid behind anger, but sometimes a heavy regret and grief settled over her. Andy didn't regret what she'd done -- she didn't regret staying true to herself -- but she had never regretted anything as much as she regretted losing her sisters.
That kind of loss was hard to deal with, especially because everyone knew about it but no one really understood. That was why Andy had been spending more time alone, whenever possible on this trip, especially when Ted wasn't around to distracct her and ground her. She was walking through the woods slowly, rubbing tears away as soon as they fell.
She startled when she heard a sniffle, having thought she was alone in the woods, and Andy spun, wand already in hand. She saw that it was Rhiannon, crying alone in the woods, and Andy lowered her wand. "Oh."