Pure: Two {Andromeda}
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A/N: Part Two of my Sisters Black!
A smudge- a burnt hole in the Black family tree. A disgrace- a traitor.
Andromeda secretly feared her older sister- Bellatrix hated her with a fiery passion. The last time she saw her beloved older sister she had felt her heart break in her chest- there weren’t many that Bellatrix didn’t hate nowadays. The grin had become a permanent feature- a lion’s grin on the face of a lamb. She had been the most beautiful before the madness. Andromeda knew that she would be at the top of Bella’s list.
Andromeda secretly feared for her younger sister- Narcissa, she knew, hadn’t always been the bad guy. Narcissa hadn’t always been so lifeless and frozen. However, she had flourished from the tiny, insolent child to the beautiful, flawless Slytherin alumni that had captured Lucius Malfoy’s heart. It was a shame she didn’t love him. She had followed in Bella’s footsteps, forever pure and devoted to the Dark Lord, or that’s what she’d like people to believe. But Andromeda knew the truth that lay behind the icy barriers.
She had been Bella’s charge- the eldest sister’s pride and joy. Andromeda’s disgust and disapproval had meant little to nothing to Bellatrix- year after year Narcissa’s bed would remain cold and untouched and Andromeda was not as oblivious as she appeared.
Secretly, the ashy burn on the age-worn tree burned a hole through Andromeda’s heart.
Secretly, Andromeda loathed her older sister just as much as she was sure Bella hated her for corrupting their baby sister, forcing Narcissa to assemble an impenetrable barrier between her mind and her heart.
But she’d never say the words, because secretly Andromeda was afraid that her husband as well as those of her family who hadn’t disowned her would turn their backs forever, if they only knew. If.
So Andromeda was a good and mother, loyal to her husband and full of love for their baby girl.
The world was corrupt enough without the sisters Black.
A/N: Part Two of my Sisters Black!
A smudge- a burnt hole in the Black family tree. A disgrace- a traitor.
Andromeda secretly feared her older sister- Bellatrix hated her with a fiery passion. The last time she saw her beloved older sister she had felt her heart break in her chest- there weren’t many that Bellatrix didn’t hate nowadays. The grin had become a permanent feature- a lion’s grin on the face of a lamb. She had been the most beautiful before the madness. Andromeda knew that she would be at the top of Bella’s list.
Andromeda secretly feared for her younger sister- Narcissa, she knew, hadn’t always been the bad guy. Narcissa hadn’t always been so lifeless and frozen. However, she had flourished from the tiny, insolent child to the beautiful, flawless Slytherin alumni that had captured Lucius Malfoy’s heart. It was a shame she didn’t love him. She had followed in Bella’s footsteps, forever pure and devoted to the Dark Lord, or that’s what she’d like people to believe. But Andromeda knew the truth that lay behind the icy barriers.
She had been Bella’s charge- the eldest sister’s pride and joy. Andromeda’s disgust and disapproval had meant little to nothing to Bellatrix- year after year Narcissa’s bed would remain cold and untouched and Andromeda was not as oblivious as she appeared.
Secretly, the ashy burn on the age-worn tree burned a hole through Andromeda’s heart.
Secretly, Andromeda loathed her older sister just as much as she was sure Bella hated her for corrupting their baby sister, forcing Narcissa to assemble an impenetrable barrier between her mind and her heart.
But she’d never say the words, because secretly Andromeda was afraid that her husband as well as those of her family who hadn’t disowned her would turn their backs forever, if they only knew. If.
So Andromeda was a good and mother, loyal to her husband and full of love for their baby girl.
The world was corrupt enough without the sisters Black.