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Andromeda Apocalypse
"I'm sorry Bella. I'm sorry."
And she left me with that. That foolish bitch left me with that feeble apology. I can't begin to explain the hatred I felt for her at that moment, only because I still feel it so fully. I hate her.
And now I hate myself for not hating her enough.
The girl was right in front of me. One stroke, one word, she would have been dead. After all, what could cause Andromeda more pain that the loss of her only daughter, her only child? But I didn't.
That one moment of hesitation gave Nymphadora time. Time enough to get away, to fling a spell at me. And then my own niece stupefied me.
At least she didn't kill me.
I should have killed her.
It was weakness that got me. My own weakness. Andromeda's weakness. How I loathe it.
And now it burns to think that I once loved the muggle-loving whore. The blood-traitor. I once treasured her as my little sister. And why wouldn't I? Narcissa was a frigid bitch of a child. Who wouldn't endear themselves to warm, witty Andromeda? Everyone used to call her Annie. So I decided to be different and she was Meda to me.
How could I have known that she would run off with that filthy mudblood? How could I have known that she would betray the family, and scoff at my master?
I hate her. I hate her.
And she left me. Left me alone with my icy family. She left me to fend for myself. I had dreamed that she would join me as a death eater. We would rise to the highest ranks, the two powerful sisters-favorites of the Dark Lord.
But then she joined the other side. And now I hate her.
And now I am alone.
And she is happy.
AN: Why is she so out of character? cries Hope you liked it anyway