The results of my first real attempt to write fan-fiction.  Concerning Andromeda Tonks nee Black; the rest is self-explanatory (or explanations follow).  [I hope.] 

( Love is fed by the imagination, by which we become wiser than we know, better than we feel, nobler than we are: by which we can see Life as a whole: by which, and by which alone, we can understand others in their real as in their ideal relations. )