"The Most Insane School Days of the Sisters Black"
In short, Bellatrix, Andromeda, and Narcissa are all at Hogwarts. Bella is in her 7th year, Andromeda in her 5th, and Narcissa in her 2ndMost of this will be from Andromeda's POV, best rest assured, all 3 sisters will have large roles. Enjoy, I want this to be a longer epic-length fic, so enjoy!
Summary: Dominating Bella, romantic Andromeda, and demure Cissy were all once Hogwarts students. Did they all fit the infamously sinister Slytherin reputation, or were they, perhaps, just normal teenage girls once upon a time, before the rise of the Dark Lord? How did they associate with (if they did) the Marauders, who happened to be their cousin's best friends? Did they date around, or did they ignore the boys? And what secrets of the school can the girls uncover involving that of an unknown orphan from the past whose legacy seems to send chills down everyone's spines? Find out!
"Girls, stop flitting around! The train will be leaving in a moment!"
Druella Black, a fussy and demanding woman, was scurrying around to find her three daughters on platform 9-3/4, on which the Hogwarts Express was about to leave for the fall term at Hogwarts' School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. She looked around the platform, crowded with young students hurrying onto the train. Where WERE they?
"Here, Mum!" cooed a soft, airy voice from behind Druella. She turned around to find the smallest of her three children, Narcissa, tugging at her mother's sleeves. Narcissa's light blonde hair fell in a straight wave to her middle. She was the most delicate of the three Black sisters, and the most easily persuaded. Then again, she was only 12, so she was still fairly naïve. However, for being 12, she easily could be mistaken for a 9-year-old.
Druella leaned down to her youngest child's ear and smiled. "Are you ready?"
"Who's HE?" asked Narcissa, pointing at who looked like a young, handsome blonde man in his early 20s. Druella nodded.
"That's Lucius Malfoy. He graduated a few years ago, if I'm not mistaken. Maybe one day he'll be your brother-in-law if Bellatrix plays her cards right," Druella muttered. Narcissa squinted.
"Nuh-uh!" she said. "He's MINE!"
Druella didn't laugh at this. "He's much too old, I'm afraid. But a fine man from a finepure-blooded family," she mused. Lucius WAS a good looking young man who DID happen to be single. Druella had been pressing for Bellatrix to make a move on him (the Black women ALWAYS made the first move). But there was ONE problem with Bellatrix….
"BELLATRIX BLACK!" Druella suddenly yelled. Bellatrix was now visible on the other side of a barrier. She was snogging a man with firey red hair. "What the hell are you doing?"
Bellatrix, who, much unlike Cissy, was dark-haired and very mature and beautiful for her age, let go of the shrimpy boy he was kissing and quickly looked like she'd been the victim of the red-haired boy's passion, when instead it was the other way around. Bella was the most outgoing and fearless sister. She flirted and snogged around (rumors were she even slept around). Those actions were precisely why Bellatrix was never made a prefect.
Bella ran up to Druella looking rather innocent. "What?"
"Who was that boy you were snogging?"
"Mum, I wasn't SNOGGING anyone…"
"Liar!" cooed Cissy tauntingly. Bella shot her baby sister a look of death.
"If you MUST know," Bella moaned. "It was Arthur Weasley. Pureblooded, don't worry, Mumsie. Even I wouldn't stoop low enough to snog…uh, I mean…associate with a mudblood."
"You'd be wise not to. Weasleys are pure, but nevertheless, still way below the Blacks. The poor boy couldn't afford to feed himself for a week had he no parents," Druella said cruelly. "Now you take Cissy ontot hre train. I have to find…your SISTER…" she moaned.
Bella looked at Cissy knowingly and dragged her towards the train while Druella looked around for signs of her middle daughter, Andromeda. The black sheep of the immediate family if you will. Andromeda, while looking like a younger version of her older sister Bella, was almost a 180 degree opposite of Bella. She was friendly, non-biased, and sweet to everyone of all houses. She particularily liked hanging out with her (disowned) cousin, Sirius Black, who, by an odd twist, was NOT in Slytherin, but in Gryfindor. Sirius and his little group of friends were fifth years this year as well. Sirius' little brother Regulus, would be coming to Hogwarts in two years, as he was currently nine.
"ANDROMEDA BLACK!" hollered Druella.
Meanwhile, thirty yards away, a girl with jet black hair was rolling her eyes knowingly at her cousin.
"Quick, we need to get on the train before the old bat finds me!" pleaded Andromeda. Sirius grabbed her hand and dragged her deeper into the crowd. He was looking for someone who could help him…three people, actually…
"Moony!" Sirius called, finding one of his best friends standing in a line to board the train, a book in his hand. "Dromeda's got a price on her head!"
"What?" asked Moony, confused. Andromeda jerked her head in the direction of her mother. Remus Lupin nodded knwoingly and motioned for Sirius and Andromeda to follow him.
Standing in the doorway of one of the train cars was James Potter. He scanned the crowd, looking for signs of—
"PRONGS! Code #17!" Sirius called. James bit his lip and nodded. 'Code #17' was Marauder language for "one of the annoying Black matriarchs is looking for either Sirius or Andromeda Black, and said victims need a desperate getaway ASAP."
Andromeda, along with Sirius and Remus, bolted through the crowd to where James stood. Andormeda quickly threw herself up into the train. Sirius and Remus hopped on after. Druella was still aimlessly searching the crowd for signs of her middle child. A few of the first-years seemed to laugh at this little bout of mischief.
"Thanks, boys," Andromeda said, brushing herself off as she felt a strong, strudy hand help her to her feet. She looked into the eyes of Remus Lupin, the eyes that made her chill. She knew Remus had a 'crush' on her. But Remus, a bookish and sensible boy, had never bothered to pursue her, knowing the trouble it would cause on both sides: and all-out war between Sirius and Bella. Andromeda secret thought that Remus was a kind and sensitive boy…a good choice for a boyfriend. Yet, again, she was aware of the falling out between Sirius and Bella, and avoided such conflict. Neither knew that the other liked them. But still, there was something about Remus Lupin that just didn't sit right with Andromeda. He always had scars and cuts on his body. She thought for awhile he hurt himself. But then she realized that he must be an abuse victim at home. Andromeda decided long ago that Remus needed a female friend more than a female to snog with. And Remus seemed just fine with that, at least for now, anyways.
Remus and Andromeda held each other awkwardly for a moment, then dropped hands. Androemda blushed slightly and nodded at the others before heading off to find and empty compartment. Starting this year, Andromeda had been made a prefect, but the meeting in the prefect's compartment wasn't until later in the journey. For now, Andromeda just wanted to sit alone and sleep.
She luckily found an empty spot in a compartment a few cars over, after dodging several students to get to it. She went inside and locked the door. Collapsing in the seat, Andromeda held her forehead in her hands. Her head was throbbing. It would have been worse if Druella had gotten hold of her. Druella, along with the other Blacks, disapproved of her because she was kind to muggle-borns and to Sirius, who was disowned ever since he was sorted into Gryffindor rather than Slytherin. Andromeda, personally, would have rather liked to be in the house of chivarly and pride over the house of snoots and bigots. Yet, she wore the green-and-silver tie on her uniforms and cheered whenever the snake banners flew over the Great Hall after a House Cup was won.
Looking out the window, Andromed sighed. B ut as soon as she did, the door slammed opne (evidently it wasn't locked) and Bellatrix, with a pouting Cissy in tow, stormed into the apartment and sat down across from her. Cissy sat next to Andromeda and looked dreamily out the window.
"Andromeda Aries Black, mumsie was looking for you," Bella said, which an air of disgust about her voice.
"No!" Androemda, said, looking shocked. "Really?"
"You can probably expect a Howler in the next few days," Bella informed slyly. Andormeda rolled her eyes.
"And you can expect a good kick in the ass one day for the way you treat Cissy and me!" Andromeda said.
"She's not bad," said Cissy. "Tough love gets the job done, I guess."
Bella smiled at the fair-haired child. "There. At least two of us have any sense in her."
Andromeda groaned. "You're jealous because technically, when I get to school, I could put you in detention on a nightly baiss if I wanted too."
Bella actually developed a look of horror for a moment, before quickly concealing it with a smirk. "You don't scare me. I'm a N.E.W.T. student!" Bella smiled. Her last year at this dratted school forever. Her last year that she would have to force herself to associate with mudbloods and halfbloods.
"Not unless you pass your exams, which you won't if you aren't careful to stop kissing that Weasley boy and actually pay attention in your classes…"
"What's it to you if I kiss and tell with the Weasley boy a bit? It's all in good fun—"
"—Mum wants you to marry Lucius Malfoy, Bella," said Cissy dreamily. She couldn't get the image of the handsome young man out of her pre-teen girlie head.
"And she wants Andromeda to marry Frank Longbottom, and Cissy to marry young Bartimus Crouch," Bella whined. "Honestly, you'd thin k we were Muggles in arraigned marriages!"
"But Mummy said Arthur Weasley is a poor Muggle-lover and that you're wroth more than ten of him!"
"So what if I am?" asked Bella. "I can snog around all I want. Besides, I'm not going to MARRY the pathetic boy! He's just action until I can find a nice pure-blood with looks AND money!"
"Wouldn't that be Lucius Malfoy?" Andromeda asked plainly. Bella raised an eyebrow.
"No, because then I'd be doing what Mum says, and we can't have THAT, now can we?"
Cissy looked at Andormeda, who groaned. "You're a nasty bitch," she muttered.
"I know, and damn proud of it, too," Bella said, picking her long nails, sitting back. Andromeda assumed now that she wouldn't be getting her afternoon nap before she was summoned to the prefct's compartment.
If only she wasn't a Black…