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Andromeda: *telling the family she loves a muggleborn*

Family & War || Starter for Silentlionsroar ||

Andromeda hadnt slept much the previous night but then again when did she when it came to Vega and Bellatrix. That was like asking water not to be wet. Deep down these would always be that unsettled feeling in the pit of her stomach because that’s exactly what it was and how it was left.. unsettled, broken.. a book that was never finished. Only the book was her life and the pages that were meant to be contained. Her sisters. Bellatrix had made many choices.. most in her view wrong. She sent her mother, wasn’t meant to be and certainly never tried but they were once close sisters. Each of them different in their own way like bodies of water. Bellatrix like the ocean forceful and at times unpredictable, easily drag you down in her clutches. Vega like a beautiful and still lake. Herself? Well she supposed like a river.. in the end though all water. She missed them. There was no way other to say it and at times it was all she could form otherwise she’d cry. Merlin, Sirius he had well different ways of handling it didn’t he? Andromeda.. no she was different, perhaps it was their parents.. she was quite verbose in her opinions but more.. sly in her actions. When they words her truest harshest feelings did come out or values oh they sharp like daggers. She had Ted though.. Ted was supportive of course and was a wonderful father.

“I still remember you as a little girl who overwaters plants because she doesn’t know when to stop giving.”

@silentlionsroar​  .  drunk starter for andromenda

“I said no such thing to suggest judgment.” Andromeda said hands clasped together. Her brown hues studying her sister with concern. “Because sister..disappoint knows no Narcissa Black. She shines too bright for that,” she smiled brushing some of her hair. “You know, I never much cared for that word.” She muttered frowning. “We are still ourselves are we not, little by little making our own way even in small things, and I believe you will too sister.”