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Galaxies Apart by Soyalie

Format: Novella
Chapters: 2
Word Count: 4,562
Status: WIP

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Contains profanity, Strong violence, Scenes of a mild sexual nature, Substance abuse, Sensitive topic/issue/theme

Genres: Drama, Romance, Angst
Characters: Andromeda, Sirius, Ted, Bellatrix, Lucius, Narcissa, Regulus, R. Lestrange
Pairings: Andromeda/Ted, Lucius/Narcissa, Other Pairing

First Published: 02/19/2016
Last Chapter: 03/09/2016
Last Updated: 03/09/2016


 Andromeda Black is about to start her seventh year at Hogwarts, and it seems she has her life all planned out. But when she is assigned muggle born Ted Tonks as her potions partner for the semester she suddenly begins to question everything she believes in.


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Chapter 1: The Wedding
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 Andromeda Black was in many ways the perfect girl. True, she was not effortlessly beautiful like her younger sister Narcissa or as quick to take on hexes like her sister Bellatrix, but being the calmer middle sister had given her a patience that enabled her to act like a mediator in any argument that appeared in the family. She got good grades at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry where she had been working hard towards earning the scores she needed to become a healer at S:t Mungo’s hospital since her fifth year at the school. She was in house Slytherin, as all her family, prefect, and had nearly been appointed as Head Girl, but had been robbed by the position by Petronella Heathcliff of Ravenclaw. There were some in the family, her aunt Walburga among them, who voiced the concern that Andromeda might be focusing too much on her upcoming career and not on finding a good pure blood husband to marry, like her sister Bellatrix had, but Andromeda’s mother always defended her. The time would come for marriage as well, and was it not about time that women started to make their way into professions of the magical world as well? With the Black family’s money and status in the magical world there was no reason that Andromeda Black would not have a very perfect life indeed.


And despite this, Andromeda Black was not happy. She was about to enter her seventh year at Hogwarts, and she felt that her life was stuck in an endless routine. She feared graduation, feared that somehow her family would marry her off directly afterwards to a man twice her age despite what they said. Just like what was happening to Bellatrix (although to be fair, she had a nasty feeling that Bella had chosen Rodolphus Lestrange herself, a thought that bothered here even more than anything else). She was afraid that she would spend the rest of her life feeling like her life wasn’t hers.


“Are you planning to get out of there like ever? There are other people who wants to use the bathroom and in case you haven’t noticed, there’s a wedding happening in two hours.” The sharp voice of her younger sister Narcissa woke Andromeda up from her solitary reveries.

“Just a minute” she responded. 

She looked at herself in the mirror. She was already wearing the flowy purple bridesmaid dress, and although purple was not her colour, she thought she did not look too horrible in it. A pale face with heavily lidded grey eyes looked back at her, and she thought she looked tired and leaned forward to apply more make up to hide the dark circles under her eyes that indicated she had not been sleeping well lately. Her hair however, that usually fell in dark unruly curls around her face was now straight and done in an elegant bun upon her head. She sighed. It would have to do.


She opened the door to the bathroom and saw her 15-year-old sister Narcissa standing there, looking impatient. She was also wearing the purple bridesmaid dress, and unlike Andromeda, she looked like an angel that had just ascended down from heaven. Her long silvery blonde hair was still hanging loose around her head.


“By the way, Bella’s asking for you. And I need your help with my hair, I can’t get it right without using magic and mother is busy.”

“Right. I’ll check what Bella needs and I’ll get to you. “


Andromeda tried to shake off her gloomy mood. Today was not about her, it was about her sister, and no matter what she might think of her sister’s husband to be she was going to make sure her sister had a fantastic day.


“Bella?” she said as she knocked on the door of her elder sister’s bedroom.

“Oh, Andi, finally, what have you been up to?”


Andromeda made a gesture towards her hair and Bellatrix laughed. They had both inherited their mother’s rather crazy curls and it usually took them both a lot of straightening charms every morning to get it to behave.


Now however, Bellatrix’s hair was braided in an elegant up do and she was in her wedding dress, an elegant white dress with silver embroidery. She looked absolutely stunning and for a moment Andromeda felt herself getting teary eyed. What would she do without her older sister? This would be her first year at Hogwarts without her, and she did not know how she would manage it.


“You’re so beautiful”, she said. “I’ll miss you so much.”

Bella rolled her eyes.


“Don’t get emotional”, she said. “I need you to go and say to Rodolphus that I really think he ought to wear the belt with the Lestrange insignia”, she said matter-of-factly. “Yesterday I told him not to, but I think it will send a clearer message that I am really entering the Lestrange family. I can’t go, obviously, if he sees me like this before the wedding it will be bad luck.”


Andromeda tried not to make a face. She disliked Rodolphus Lestrange a great deal, and worried that her sister was marrying someone that was in fact not a good man. She dared not take it up with Bella though, especially not today. They had had a big row when Bellatrix first announced the engagement, while their parents and aunt where overwhelmed by the fine match Andromeda felt that Rodolphus Lestrange were moving in dangerous circles, there were rumours of dark magic and strange plots, and she did not want her sister involved with anything like that. Andromeda also felt that Bellatrix had chosen Rodolphus more for his money and social status than for love, and she had told her that that was not a good reason for marriage, but Andromeda had lost the argument, Bellatrix had set her sights on Rodolphus and when Bella set her mind to something she usually made it happen.


She found Rodolphus downstairs, in conversation with his brother Rabastan. Rabastan gave Andromeda a look that sent shivers down her spine and she took a deep breath before relaying her sister’s message. As it turned out, Rodolphus had not brought the belt and Rabastan was given the order to apparate to their family home and get it. Before he left he gave Andromeda that same look again and said

“You look truly lovely today, Andromeda.”
“Thank you”, she said politely, while wishing she was somewhere else.


She hurried upstairs and helped Narcissa with her hair. She made a similar hairdo like the one she wore herself, so that the two bridesmaids would match, but Narcissa’s beauty surpassed her own by several leagues.


The Ceremony was short but lovely. It took place in the Black Manor’s garden, and the garden was full of the finest wizards and witches of the wizarding community. The Black Family was an influential family and had friends among both the oldest wizarding families and among the high ranking wizards and witches at the Ministry of Magic.


While Rodolphus and Bellatrix exchanged their vows Andromeda could not help but getting teary eyed again.  Beloved, beautiful, proud Bella. How would she manage without her older sister now that she went off to live her married life? She glanced sideways at Narcissa and saw a similar look on her look on her face. The three Black sisters had been inseparable their entire life. The result of being girls in a family that only ever wanted boys, Andromeda supposed. They had to stick together. And now, for the first time in their life, they would go down different paths in life. It was the end of an era as much as the beginning of a new chapter for Bellatrix, and Andromeda could not help but feel a bit sad.


Hours later, Andromeda escaped the crowded ballroom of the Manor and went out to the garden. Freedom at last. She had been dancing with Augustus Rockwood, a boy from her own year at Hogwarts whom she had gotten the vibes from her family that he would be a great and welcome addition to them if she were so inclined, but she really could not stand him. He was arrogant and self-absorbed and appeared to be able to talk of little else than his abilities as a chaser in the Slytherin quidditch team. But while he was boring he was at least not as creepy as her brother in law Rabastan who had stared at her all night. She was sure he would have asked her to dance if she had not quickly hidden behind a tapestry before escaping out into the grounds.


“Psst, in here.” Andromeda had been walking a while down the garden and reached a shrubbery from which her younger sister now peeked out.


“I’m coming, I’m coming.” Andromeda pretended to sound annoyed, but could not hide her amusement. Her little sister’s excitement was adorable.


In the shrubbery, behind the leafy branches and among the high, uncut grass and a patch of wildflowers, was an old well that probably had not been used in several hundred years.


This well was the Black sisters’ secret meeting place, and had been since they were little girls. Tonight Narcissa had called for a Counsel of Sisters, which had been their silly nickname for it.


“I picked a flower for you.” Narcissa held out a yellow flower and Andromeda grasped it. “If only Bella could only haul her ass over here.”

“Don’t be disappointed if she doesn’t show. She has other things to do a night like this.”

Narcissa pouted. “But she said she’d come. It’s our last night together as sisters.”


Andromeda laid her hand on her sister’s shoulder. She understood her little sister. Every year before returning to school the sisters would gather here and make secret wishes and plans for what to do during the school year.


“Oi! You better not be starting without me.”


It was Bella, who came walking towards them in her wedding dress robes, her hair still in an elegant bun on top of her head, but she had taken of the veil she’d worn at the wedding. She struggled a bit in her heels, but made her way to them quickly.


“Told you so”, Narcissa mumbled to Andromeda.


Bellatrix took a flower from out of her hair. “Should we begin? I didn’t tell Rodolphus where I was going and would like to be back as soon as possible.”


Andromeda could tell why Bella had not said anything. Her new husband was about twice her age and would probably not care for childish running around with flowers in shrubberies.


The sisters gathered around the well. Narcissa started by dropping her own flower into the well and closed her eyes and mumbled her wishes. Andromeda did not hear her, nor did she need to. This was something they did together, but also privately, their wishes were for them and for no one else.


Andromeda dropped her flower and closed her eyes. I wish… She thought. What did she wish for? It was her last year at Hogwarts.  She wanted to do well, but she also wanted more. She knew she did not want the life of her sister, marrying someone she barely knew for social status. She wanted freedom. Freedom to live her own life, the way she wanted. Freedom, she thought. Freedom.


Bellatrix dropped her flower with a stern expression on her face. Andromeda looked at her in wonder. What could be running through her sister’s head right now?


“What are we going to do without you?” Narcissa said, and got a smile from Bella.

“Well, little sister. It will be fine. You still have Andi to bother.”


Andromeda made a face.

“And you”, she said, turning to Bellatrix. “You let me know instantly if that man of yours does something to hurt you, and I will hex him into oblivion.”

“You know she means it”, Narcissa added.

Bellatrix rolled her eyes. “He will behave.” She hugged Narcissa.


“I’ll miss you, little Cissy.” Bella looked at Andromeda. Neither of them where the type to hug, but this was one of the few moments where they would.

“Be safe”, Andromeda whispered into Bellatix’s ear. “I know what they say about him and the people he’s with and I worry about you. Don’t let him drag you into anything.”


Bellatrix stiffened. “I know what I’m doing Andromeda”, she said.


Andromeda wasn’t so sure, but she let it slide. She nodded towards her sister and together with Narcissa they walked back to the manor.

Chapter 2: Hogwarts again
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 If it is one thing you do not want after a party the night before it is to be woken before your alarm by an over excited 11-year old, which was exactly what happened to Andromeda the night after her sister’s wedding.


Andromeda’s baby cousin Sirius threw himself onto her bed, waving his new wand around, and not only did this remind her of the fact that she may have had a glass of wine too many the night before, but also that her sister had chosen the day before the start of the school year to hold her wedding, a fact she now slightly resented her for.

“Go away”, she mumbled and kicked him off the bed. She tried to bury her head into her pillow again, but from the corner of her eye she noticed that Sirius’s wild wand waving made sparks fly.

“Whoah there, you crazy little dingbat”, she said and caught his arm. “Take it easy with that stuff, or you’ll set someone on fire.”

Sirius was too excited to even listen. He ran out of the room, wand still waving.

“Coffee, Miss Andromeda?” a small voice said.

Andromeda looked down and saw Blanca the house elf standing there with a cup of fresh coffee in her hands.

“Thank you. What would I do without you, Blanca?”

The little elf smiled her small smile. “Blanca is just happy to help, miss.”

As Andromeda was sipping her coffee she heard a wild exclamation followed by a child’s scream from the outside. She quickly slipped into her robes, brought her coffee cup with her and went out to see what the damage was.

The child screaming appeared to be Regulus, Sirius’s little brother, still too young to go to Hogwarts himself. By the size of his nose and the size of Sirius’s smile Sirius had clearly managed to enlarge the nose of his brother by his incessant wand waving. Andromeda’s mother Druella was desperately trying to keep the two of them apart as Regulus looked like he wanted to avenge his nose.

“Andromeda, you’re awake, good”, she said while still holding one child in either arm. “Breakfast is ready; can you go get your sister?”

Andromeda leaned forward and snatched the wand from Sirius. Her mother gave her a look of thanks and then she let Sirius go.

“I’m already here, what’s all the noise about?” Narcissa walked into the room, looking nothing like she’d had a long night, with her silver blond hair neatly braided down her back and her cheeks as rosy as ever. Andromeda thought of her own mess of brown curls that never stayed in place and could not help but be slightly jealous.

“There has been a war, apparently”, Andromeda nodded to their cousins, who still looked at each other furiously.
“Why are they here, anyway?”
“Cissy, don’t be rude”, their mother said, having now finally made Regulus sit down calmly on a chair so she could check his nose. “Since we are all leaving for Hogwarts today we could just as easily take Sirius with us, and your poor aunt had a headache and needed some rest, so I thought I’d take the boys out of her hands for the day.”

“Old Walburga more likely had one too many fire whiskeys yesterday and is too hungover for screaming boys”, Andromeda whispered to Narcissa who giggled.

They sat down at the table, Andromeda dragging Sirius down onto a chair with the hopes of him calming down. Regulus was howling as he got his nose examined. Sirius looked wildly pleased with himself.

“Oi!” Andromeda prodded him with a fork. “Behave, or we’ll leave you behind when we leave for school. You can start next year instead, when you’ve learned your lesson.”
Sirius pouted.

Breakfast continued somewhat more calmly when Andromeda’s mother took Regulus with her out in the family room to get his nose to swell down to a normal size again.   

“You look like crap”, Cissy said.

“Sooo…” Cissy continued. “You danced a lot with Augustus Rockwood yesterday. Is there something going on there that you’re not telling me about?” She gave her older sister a teasing look.

“Ew, no”, Andromeda said quickly. “Why would you think that?”

“Well, maybe because you danced with him four times.

“He asked, and I couldn’t say no, I had to be polite.”

“Polite!” Narcissa scoffed. “That’s a stupid reason for dancing with someone. Now he’s going to think you like him too, and everyone will be uncomfortable.”

“It was a few dances at a wedding, that’s hardly a declaration of love.”

“He’s not very good looking”, Cissy mused, “but I heard aunt Walburga and father discuss him, and apparently they think he is very polite as well, so you suit each other.”

“Augustus Rockwood is extremely full of himself and I wouldn’t go out with him if he was the last person on the planet.”

“I don’t think you should go out with him”, said Sirius in between mouthfuls of cereals. “Did you know he has a squib sister locked up in a cellar?”

“No, Sirius, that’s ridiculous, who told you that?”

“I hear things.”

Narcissa rolled her eyes.

“Make things up more like.”

“Look Cissy, I don’t think it matters, Rockwood only cares about himself so I doubt he thinks of me at all.”

“Still, I would never dance with someone just to be polite.”

“No, you wouldn’t do that.”

“And what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing”, Andromeda said.

“So Lucius Malfoy then?” she continued, deciding to tease her little sister a little bit as well. Narcissa had danced with Malfoy for a large part of the evening and stared at him for the rest of it.

“Maybe.” Narcissa’s cheeks became a little flushed, but her smile was pleased. “He’s Head Boy this year, you know.”

“I know”, Andromeda said. “And he comes with a mansion.”

“Ew, Andi, I would never go out with someone just because they have a mansion, I already live in a mansion who cares about mansions?”

Andromeda laughed.

“No seriously. I wouldn’t care if I had to live in rags in the forest, if it meant being with my true love.”

“That’s ridiculous, Cissy.”

“Just because you don’t have a romantic bone in your body doesn’t mean we’re all that way. It’s like in Tonight and Forever, the book I’m reading, where Anna falls for Sebastian whose blood is pure and true but his family have lost all and to be with him she has to give up her riches and…”
Sirius made gagging noises, and Narcissa hit him over the head with a spoon.

“Well”, she said, suddenly more business-like. “If you had to choose – Rockwood or a Mudblood?”

“Do we have to call them Mudbloods?”

“What does it matter what we call them?”

“It’s just a really nasty word.”

“You’re just trying to avoid answering.”

“I don’t know, no one?”

“Woah, so you would consider a Mudblood?”

“I didn’t say that, I just don’t see why I have to make this choice at all, and please can we not use that word.”

Cissy rolled her eyes.

“Fine. But Lucius says that Muggle Borns have no place in our society and that if we do not…”

But at that moment the girls’ mother re-entered the kitchen with Regulus, whose nose now was down to a normal size.

“Are you all done soon? We need to get going if we want to be in time for the train.”


An hour later they all found themselves standing at Platform 9 ¾, ready to board the Hogwarts Express. Regulus was howling again, now overcome with emotion as he realised he would be the only one left behind.

“You’ll go next year”, Druella Black said desperately, while giving her youngest daughter a goodbye hug. Narcissa saw some of her fellow fifth-year Slytherins and disappeared. Andromeda had a handful trying to keep Sirius still as they loaded their luggage onto the train. It seemed as if he could not get away quick enough.

“Sirius!” Andromeda’s mother shouted his name to get his attention. “Your mother wants me to tell you to behave yourself, and to make sure to get into Slytherin like the rest of your family.”

Sirius made a face.

“What if I don’t want to be a Slytherin? And it’s not like I get to choose for myself.”

“You will do as you’re told, and you will not behave as you did this morning with your brother. We won’t stand for any misbehaving or detentions.”

“Whatever. Can I leave now?”

And he wrestled himself free from Andromeda’s grip on him and disappeared onto the train.

“I got to go too, or I’ll be late for the Prefects meeting”, Andromeda said to her mother, who nodded and gave her a hug.

“Oh, my little girl, going off to her last year at Hogwarts”, she said. “I’m so proud of you, and so is your father. I know he wishes he could be here to see you off.”

“Give him my love. And tell Aunt Walburga I’ll try to keep my eye on her little troublemaker.”

Andromeda’s mother smiled, and after one last hug they parted.

She hurried through the corridors of the Hogwarts Express, feeling stressed. A look at her watch had showed her that she would only barely make it to the meeting in time – it was almost eleven already, and it was hard trying to make your way through the sea of students trying to find a compartment. True, it probably wouldn’t matter if she missed the beginning of the meeting – this would be her third year as a prefect, and there could hardly be anything new to discuss. Now, if she had received the Head Girl position however… For a moment Andromeda felt a sense of annoyance and resentment thinking of the Ravenclaw girl who had been chosen instead of her, but then she shook it off. She would have enough to deal with during her seventh year at Hogwarts even without the Head Girl duties, so she might as well be grateful that she did not have to deal with that.

She suddenly found her way blocked by a large trunk lying on its side in the train’s corridor, it’s content falling out of it. Next to it she found a brown haired Hufflepuff boy from her own year hurrying to put everything back in to it. He stood up when he saw her.

“Sorry”, he said “dropped my trunk as I was putting it on the luggage rack.”

“And you’re putting it all back by hand?” Andromeda asked in an exasperated voice. She waved her wand and the trunk stood up on its right side again and its content restored inside. With a final flick of her wrist she even made the socks fold themselves. There was laughter from inside the compartment next to them.

“Should have thought of that maybe, Ted. Nice job, princess.”

Andromeda scowled. Sure, there were worse things than to be called princess by everyone at school who wanted to tease her, but she still didn’t like it. At least Ted had the decency to look ashamed of himself and the disembodied voice from inside the compartment.

“Sorry about that”, he said. “And thank you. I’m Ted Tonks I’m in...:”

“I know, we’re in the same year and have several classes together”

“Yes, I know, I just, we’ve never actually…”

“Look, I’m actually in a bit of a hurry, this has been lovely, but I need to go.”

And she hurried along the corridor only to be interrupted again by a voice that yelled her name.


She turned around to see Augustus Rockwood and Alecto and Amycus Carrow standing outside a compartment and waving.

“Do you want to come and sit with us?”

“I need to go – prefect meeting” she said.

“Oh. Later then?”


She cringed as she turned around and continued on her path to the prefect carriage. Perhaps her sister had been right regarding Augustus Rockwood, and if that was true, what would she do? It was really not what she needed at the moment.

She slipped into the prefect compartment just in time to hear Head Girl Petronella Heathcliff start a lecture on the duties of a prefect, caught a disapproving glance from Gryffindor prefect Molly Prewett, and then remained silent for the entire meeting, contemplating how she would get rid of Rockwood.

When the meeting was over she and Lucius Malfoy made their way to their Slytherin companions. Malfoy had some things to say about Petronella Heathcliff as head girl and Andromeda let out vague noises of agreement without really listening.

She found her friend Dana Greengrass sitting in a compartment with two other girls from their year and Malfoys friends Yaxley and Goyle. Andromeda drew a sigh of relief when she realised Rockwood and his Carrow friends was not there

“Shouldn’t you be patrolling the corridors or something, mr Head Boy?” Dana said as they entered the compartment.

“That”, Malfoy said, “is what fifth year prefects are for.”

They all laughed.

“I really don’t understand why you weren’t made Head Girl though”, Dana said. “You really should have been.”
“They can’t have both from Slytherin, I guess”, Andromeda said. “It will look like favouritism.”

Malfoy let out a snort.

“As if Dumbledore would ever play favourites with Slytherin. You know, I have a great deal of ideas for improving this school and when I graduate I plan to…”

“Here he goes again”, Andromeda said quietly to Dana who rolled her eyes.

“Seriously though,” Dana continued. “You are so much better than Petronella Heathcliff, you deserved that position.”

Andromeda smiled. So typical of Dana to be angry for her sake.

“It really doesn’t bother me, Dana”, she insisted. It wasn’t entirely true, but she didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.

Dana gave in and they spent the rest of the train ride listening to Malfoy’s grand plans for Hogwarts.


As they made their way off the train Andromeda tried to keep a lookout for Sirius, but couldn’t find him.
“Don’t worry, you’ll see him later”, Dana said.

And she did. As the Sorting Hat sang its song Andromeda saw her cousin clearly, standing among a group of boys whom he had apparently already befriended.  She tried to catch his eye and wave but Sirius was looking anywhere but at the Slytherin table.

There were not many students ahead of him and when Professor McGonagall called “Black, Sirius”, Andromeda made herself ready to welcome him to Slytherin house.

Sirius leapt on top of the chair and put the hat on his head.


Andromeda let out a cry of surprise.

This was not good.