Who: Andromeda and Ted Tonks Where: Their room at the DeCostas When: 2 July 1980, evening What: Ted is high. This can only be hysterical.
If Andromeda wasn't positive that her husband and daughter were human, she could have sworn they were some breed of clutter tornadoes. It didn't take more than five minutes of them being in a room before things started to pile up. She wasn't sure who had last been in their room but it was a mess. She'd already picked up all the clothes off the floor and she was in the middle of making the bed.
Today was one of those days where she was lost in thought. Her mind was only half on the task at hand and she found her thoughts wandering to dark places. Never had she imagined getting disowned would involve so much contact with her family. Seeing Bellatrix and Narcissa write in the journals and their occasional comments on her own were enough to rip off the healing scab. Andromeda never got the chance to simply get over losing her sisters. It was a fester sore that never healed. She was sure this wasn't healthy, but there wasn't much to be done about it.
She finished making the bed and plopped down into the nearby chair. She leaned back and surveyed the room, trying to figure out what to tackle next and hopefully take her mind off her family.