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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.

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