Summary: Andromeda Tonks never hated her sisters. Even though she said she did.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter. I would have something better to do then.
Sisters
By: Albinofrog
She didn't hate her sisters.
That was what she disliked most about herself.
Yes, Bellatrix was cruel, had taken that pureblood supremacy to heart.
But Bella was still her older sister. The one who protected her, always took the blame even though she knew she'd be punished.
Yes, Narcissa was weak, not brave enough to stand up for her own rights.
But Cissy was still her younger sister. The one who crept into her bed at night because of nightmares, the one that got her heart broken so many times because she was young and foolish.
Those boys never knew what hit them.
And yes, she was Andromeda. The one who left, the one who said she wasn't a Black, that she wasn't their sister anymore.
The one who always looked at them through rose-tinted glass. The one who could never really look beyond her childhood.
No, she didn't hate her sisters.
The reason?
She was Andy. And she couldn't hate what they became because of what they had once been.
Sisters.
Wanted to write something about a certain Black sister, and this is where that got me. How in God's world did that happen? Anyway, please review.