#!bellatrix

Bella's haughty response only made her eyes glitter and drown the room in her fierce beauty. That confidence that could level any lesser witch to shame. Except Andromeda, who was only rolling her eyes.

"Of course, although this morning you were drooling on my pillows, dearest sister. I thought you had been snogging a troll," her voice was playful, but her fingers continued their tender stroking of Bella's face.

Her dear sister, always looked like she was starving- searching for something...

Her lips were hungry and red, glittering like rubies and Andromeda wasn't entirely sure she wanted to attend this meeting at all. In fact, her younger sister knew the types of people Bellatrix wanted to see.

"Attending one, hm?" The last meeting Andromeda had been 'dragged' to had been full of bigots.

Bellatrix: [looks at Rodolphus]

"..." Andromeda let the subject drop. Bellatrix was being her moody self and when she was in those sulky moods, she wasn't the most understanding soul in the world.

At least she wasn't fighting - or threatening her - any more. A fact that greatly relieved Andromeda, who hated any sort of conflict.  

"I have... wrote them a letter," Andromeda confessed, looking down at her hands in shame. She couldn't bare to face her poor parents.

But she had made them miserable enough with her views. They, of course, refused to see things from her point of view. And if she even breathed a word of her departure, she’d be put in that bodybind curse faster than she could say Ted.

Send “♫” for a song that reminds me of our muses relationship.

Don’t Speak - No Doubt

“Yes you will.” Bella laughed a bit at that. “It’s the very least you can do. Ah, wait a minute-” When Andy got to her feet Bellatrix caught her arm before she ran off again. The back of her hair was full of small pieces of twigs and leaves. “You’ve still got rubbish all in your hair! It looks likes bird’s nest! I don’t understand how you’ve managed this.” But the elder sister picked every little thing out, combing her fingers through her afterwards.

“There. I don’t imagine father will be pleased about the broomstick, that’s for sure. You’d better start coming up with a really good reason as to why you ‘borrowed’ it. I’m not talking you out of this one, you’ve got to learn how to handle yourself in confrontation.”

Andromeda’s stomach churned as she thought of their great aunt and her horribly hairy toes and feet. Oh Merlin. Sitting through her wheezing voice on how magic should be kept to the ones that deserved it, as well as her horrible flicks of the wand to punish misbehaving kids.

At the very least, she wouldn’t have to worry about her own parents. They were rigid but they didn’t hex defenceless children just to make themselves feel more powerful and important. Her parents already knew they were powerful and important.

“I was trying out a super amazing quidditch move. You have to do rapid twirls in mid-air but I lost my balance,” Andromeda explained, standing still as Bellatrix’s nimble fingers worked to get rid of all the leaves and twigs.

The dark-haired woman turned to her sister, a desperate look in her eyes as she finally focused on the real problem at hand. Explaining to her father why his prized broomstick was now in more pieces than it should be.

Bella had suggested that she should learn to handle confrontations...

“Bella... okay. Right- do you know any time travel spells?”

@crucioslut from here;

Andromeda made a scoffing noise when Bella sneered about her being nothing more than a housewife. If she knew anything about Rodolphus Lestrange, he was the kind of fellow more likely to want a pretty trophy wife upon his wand arm. He had no idea what he was signing up for when Bellatrix had agreed to the proposal. 

However, instead of arguing, the two sisters had come to a tentative ceasefire. Perhaps they had matured... or perhaps Andromeda's hopes that love had more power than anger or hate, had come to light.

"Heyyy..." she pouted when her cheeks were pulled together. "I look like a doxy!"

Once her older sister had relinquished her hold, could she manage a reply.

"I never expected you to apologise. It isn't your nature, Bella," Andromeda's lips curved up a little and she grasped her older sister's fingers. "You make it sound like once I leave this house, I’ll die. Cheer up - when this is all over, we'll laugh about it."

@repudiated-heir Bella rolled her eyes, not saying anything for a while. "I'm gonna smack you."

If Andromeda were a nicer person, perhaps she would be supportive of this union. It wasn’t a terrible match persay- the Lestrange family had incredible connections and anyone that graduated from Hogwarts meant that their skills would be equally matched for Bellatrix.

But Andromeda was perhaps as wicked a child as most of her relatives believed her to be. She looked not with happiness or elation at Bellatrix’s choice, but with genuine concern for her sister’s welfare.

“So... You’re serious about this fellow, aren’t you?”

“Bella... you’ve always been so strong... I never thought you could surrender to anything but love. But if you are sure this is what you want... then I shall speak against this man no more and welcome him like a brother.”

Bellatrix had the curious ability to make her opinions look like facts. But Andromeda was no longer the starry-eyed little girl that believed everything her sister did was amazing.

“I don’t think that’s true. You see, you only love the parts of me that are convenient for you.”