Hello you lovely people! I have had this idea for a while, just wasn't sure how to go about it.
Hope you enjoy. Remember, I am not JK Rowling (or Steven Swartz (if that's how you spell it...))
Ps: if you (somehow) like what you read, please read the note afterwards :-)
Musical theatre rocks!
As long as you're mine
Black Lake, Hogwarts castle, 1969
"There you are. I thought I might find you here."
"Why?"
"Well, since you didn't turn up to patrol that you were meant to be sharing with me, with no replacement, do you blame me for being suspicious?"
Andromeda Black curled herself away from the boy standing only a few metres away from her; the same boy she had been doing so well in avoiding all day. The same boy who only yesterday had told her he loved her. The same boy who had kissed her, who had given her her first ever kiss.
"Dromeda, I'm sorry about yesterday. I know I went too far, but I couldn't hold back how I feel about you any further. You drive me crazy! But after I kissed you, you just ran, and have then been avoiding me all day." The boy's voice sounded absolutely broken. "If you don't love me, I'll accept it and-"
"It's not that" Andromeda cut in, in a muffle that the naked ear probably wouldn't hear. "You've done nothing wrong. I'm not angry at you"
"Then what is wrong Dromeda?" The boy crouched down, trying to put an arm around her shoulder, which she shrugged off. "Just tell me"
Finally, Andromeda dared to lift her head and look directly into the broken blue eyes of Ted Tonks. Merlin, she loved this boy. Ever since they were paired together for Prefect duty at the beginning of the year, and then found themselves in a lot of classes together, they had started to become friends… and then Andromeda started to think of him as more than that.
She'd never want him to stop talking. She'd never want patrol to end. She'd suddenly want to reach out and touch that mousy mop of hair. She'd wonder what it would be like to be in his arms or to kiss him. And then, just the night before, she'd got pretty much all that at once.
Kiss me too fiercely, hold me too tight. I need help believing you're with me tonight.
My wildest dreamings could not foresee lying beside you, with you wanting me
Andromeda felt she had touched heaven when he kissed her. It may have been a bit sudden, and awkward, but it was gentle and light and loving, and it felt like the words Ted had previously said were whirling around her head: "I love you Andromeda Black".
But heaven burned. She was a Black, one of the purest wizarding families in existence. He was a Muggle-born, pure dirt and vermin in her family's eyes. Andromeda tried to push that out of her mind, she really did. She tried to focus on this gorgeous, kind boy in front of her, kissing her; she tried kissing him back. "Tourjours Pur, Tourjours Pur, Tourjours Pur".
That was why she pulled away. That was why she quickly whispered "I'm sorry" and ran away from him. That was why she ran into the Slytherin common (thanking Merlin she was the only one there), pulled the covers over her head and cried.
"I'm not angry at you," Andromeda whispered. "I'm angry at myself," At that point, the dam she had been trying so hard to cover up all day broke.
"Do you think I wanted this Ted? Do you think I want to be part of a family full of bloody racists? Do you think I want to have a Death Eater sister that's becoming insane and is probably going to go to Azkaban for mass murder? Do you think I want to have my other sister be so blind, she's following Lucius Malfoy like a lap-dog? Of course I don't, but I am part of that family and I'm scared. I don't want to bring you down with me!"
Andromeda was crying a lot harder now, tears streaming down her cheeks, stray brown hairs sticking them, but all the while not leaving her gaze from Ted's. His eyes were a little wider now, his face became a lot softer; and refusing to take anything else, he held her tightly and pulled her towards him. Andromeda didn't protest this time. She was too tired to run now. Ted leant in closer to her ear:
"Andromeda Black, do you love me?"
She nodded.
Maybe I'm brainless, maybe I'm wise,
But you've got me seeing through different eyes
Ted pulled her away from him a little bit, and loosened her grip on her shoulders just enough for her to leave if she wanted to. She didn't.
"You're not like your family though. You're kind and brave and generous and clever. Why you were sorted into Slytherin, I'll never know-"
"The hat considered me putting me in Ravenclaw actually, but I begged it to put me in Slytherin. Blacks are always Slytherin"
Ted chuckled. "You'd have been a fantastic Ravenclaw though."
"Maybe, but like I said, I am a Black. Blacks do not fall in love with Muggle borns. I'm scared Ted. I'm terrified of my family hurting you. Bellatrix will probably kill you!"
"But you aren't like them. And I love you, remember? Your family could send me as many threats as they want, but it won't change a thing. As long as you're mine, as long as you love me too, that's all that matters to me." He kissed her forehead. Andromeda's sobs died down into hiccups on his shoulder.
"It's not going to be easy though. We're going to have to keep it secret for the moment."
"I don't mind that. Besides," he said smirking "it's more fun that way don't you think?" Andromeda let out a tiny laugh. "That's my girl" Ted whispered, kissing her. He felt Andromeda finally smile against his mouth. She pulled away a little.
"Can we take it one day at a time?"
Ted nodded, bent his head, and kissed her lips once more.
They say there's no future for us as a pair, and though I may know, I don't care
As long as you're mine – Wicked
Thanks for reading. Andromeda and Ted are one of my favourite couples, and Wicked is THE musical I've been dying to see! I'm going to see it in Manchester in September - so excited!
Reviews are much appreciated,
the-kermit-kid