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A/N: This is my first fic on here. Yay! I don't do well with criticism...so if you want to criticize do so nicely. I rated this story T for Teen but the ratings may be changed on a few chapters. And there will be tons of spoilers from all 6 books. This story is based on the song 'It end tonight by All-American Rejects.' Read and Review!
Introduction
A woman drove up a cobbled stoned street. It was pouring down rain, but the woman didn't mind. This was normal weather for London. She passed luxurious homes but she didn't pay them no mind. She was used to the finer homes although she hadn't seen these particular ones in quite some time. The woman was very pretty. She had chestnut brown hair that was pulled back to show off her pale face. Her gray eyes, which usually sparkled, were now dark. She was 41 years but she had aged about 10 in the last week. She shivered in her small car. The heat was on but she couldn't shake the coldness. The woman's name was Andromeda Tonks. She drove up a dark hill that was covered on three sides by a deep, dark forest. She emerged from the forest to find herself in front of black iron gates. Andromeda put down her window and stuck her hand, holding her wand, out into the pouring rain. She flicked it and the iron gates started to open slowly. She stuck her hand back into the car and rolled up the window. When the gates were opened, she continued up a hill. She got to the top and an old manor came into view. Back in its young age, the manor was once magnificent. With its pearly white exterior and long French windows and doors. The interior was just as impressing with its high ceilings and beautiful decor. People couldn't stop talking about the house once they left. The manor had fallen into despair and neglect. The pearly white exterior was a dark gray. The French windows and doors were covered with vines and ivy. 'If only they could see it now.' Andromeda thought darkly. She pulled her hood up on her coat and opened the car door. She ran out into the rain and up to the front stairs of the house. When she got up the stairs, she pulled off the hood. She reached into her pocket and pulled out an old brass key.
Andromeda held her breath as she pushed the key into the lock and turned it. The click sounded and she grabbed onto the door knob. She bit her lip nervously. She felt like she was a teenager again, sneaking home because she was late. Knowing full well she would be punished. Andromeda took a deep breath as she opened the door, it squeaking on its hinges from the not being used in so long. She stepped into the dark entrance hall and dust and mildew filled her nostrils. She coughed and covered her nose and mouth. She walked over to one of the windows and opened it to let some air in. She turned around and looked about the room. She was soon transported to a time everything was good. Everything was innocent. She sighed and walked over to the staircase. The once deep red carpet had faded in color. It was dusty and deteriorating. She touched the railing and a memory floated before her eyes. Two little girls were running down the stairs. They loved to run even though their mother would always yell at them and told them that ladies never ran. The girl in the lead had long raven black hair that fell like a black sheet down her back. The raven haired girl grabbed onto the end of the railing and pushed herself away from the stairs. She looked up them and saw her younger sister flying after her. The girl had chestnut brown hair that fell into waves down her back. "I won!" the raven haired girl cried. The chestnut haired girl stuck her tongue out at her. "Where's Cissy?" she then asked her sister. The raven haired girl sighed and yelled up the staircase "Cissy, hurry up!" "I'm not running." came a voice as a small girl descended the stairs. She had long white blonde hair. "Mother said a lady never runs." the girl told her two older sisters. The chestnut haired girl smiled at her while the raven haired girl rolled her eyes. When the blonde girl hit the last stair, the two older girls were off again. The blonde girl sighed and followed them. Andromeda blinked and the memory disappeared. She sighed and walked up the staircase. The stairs creaked beneath her feet. She reached the second floor landing and looked around. The wall paper was peeling off the walls. The smell of decay was unbearable. She covered her face with her sleeve and walked to the first door on the left. She opened it and walked in. She almost planned to see her raven haired sister lying on the bed but she wasn't there. The room smelled of mold and dust. She walked over to the bed and touched the bed post. The black paint was almost peeled off. She walked over to the closet and opened it. Dresses were still hanging up. The gowns were seriously outdated and fragile. Another memory flashed before her eyes. The raven haired girl was 16 she was standing in front of the mirror screaming her rage at her mother. She was wearing a long pink gown. "Pink?" the girl cried. "Mother, I am not wearing pink. I don' like pink. Make Cissy wear pink, she is the one who likes it." Andromeda laughed as the memory disappeared. She closed the closet door and left the room. She shut the door behind her and walked across the hall. She opened the door to see gray walls. The gray used to be white.
The canopy bed had holes in the canopy. Probably from moths. A white wood desk sat on one wall. An old white rocking chair sat in the corner. An old baby doll was seated on the rocker. The doll had long flowing blonde hair and a faded pink dress. She walked over to the doll and touched the hair as tears came to the woman's eyes. She saw a shine behind her and she jumped. She turned around to see what she saw and she smiled. It was a vanity table. Her youngest sister used to sit there for hours and just brush her long blonde hair. Combs and brushes were still laid out on the table like they had 20 years earlier. As she continued to look at the vanity table, a memory flashed before her eyes. It was the year she left the family forever. Her sister was seated in front of her vanity that night, she had a gold brush in her hand running it through her beautiful blonde hair. She sighed and shook the memory away. She left the room, closing the door behind her. She walked to the door beside it and opened it. The room was empty except for a bed, a desk, and an old wardrobe. She walked to the wardrobe and opened it. 'Empty.' Andromeda thought bitterly. "Did you expect to find something?" a voice asked. Andromeda jumped and shut the wardrobe. She turned to see her youngest sister standing in the doorway. Narcissa was just as beautiful as she was when she was younger. Her long blonde hair down and her blue eyes were still as blue as she remembered them. Andromeda shook her head. "Good." Narcissa replied coldly. "Mother burned everything the night you ran off." Andromeda turned away from her, not wanting her to see the tears that had came to her eyes. "What do you want, An?" Narcissa asked as she walked into the room more. "Look, the final battle is coming up. We have to do something about this house. I won't have it housing death eaters." Andromeda cried. "And what is wrong with that?" a cold voice asked sharply. Andromeda and Narcissa looked to see their eldest sister standing in the doorway. Her old shiny raven hair was dull and natty. Her once innocent filled gray eyes were now dull and held years of pain and torture. "Bellatrix." Andromeda greeted. Bellatrix gave her a cold look. "So what do you plan to do with the house?" Narcissa asked slowly. Bellatrix shot Narcissa a cold look. "Nothing, that's what." Bellatrix hissed as she crossed her arms. "If you two forget, this house belongs to me. I'm the oldest. Father left it to me in his will. She will do nothing with this house. She isn't even part of this family anymore." Bellatrix pulled out her wand and pointed it at Andromeda. "Trespassing, I've got the right to kill you." "Bella." Andromeda started but she was still ranting on. "And you Narcissa, how could you? This house belongs to the Black Family. How dare you want to get rid of it!" "I don't want to get rid of it." Narcissa snapped. "I just asked what she planned on doing with it. That is all."
"So you called us here so we can destroy my house?" Bellatrix asked as she looked back to Andromeda who she still had her wand pointed at. "Not in so many words, Bell." Andromeda answered. Bellatrix narrowed her gray eyes at her. "How dare you, you muggle lover! This is my house. We are not doing anything to it." "Oh yes, because you have done a lot with this house while you have been in Azkaban." Andromeda snapped. "You and your good for nothing husband going to move in now. This must be a step up from an Azkaban cell right?" "SHUT UP!" Bellatrix screeched at her. "NO!" Andromeda yelled. "WHY SHOULD I?" "Cruc-" Bellatrix started but Andromeda was too fast. "EXPELLIARMUS!" Andromeda screamed. Bellatrix flew backwards and her wand flew to the other side of the room. Narcissa stood there staring in shock. Andromeda walked over to her sister and stood over her. "Are you ready to cooperate now, Trixie?" Bellatrix spit at her and stood up. She walked over and grabbed her wand. "Look, I didn't make you both come. You came on your own free will." Andromeda cried. "Now do you want to help me or not?" Bellatrix stuffed her wand into her pocket, muttering angrily. "Cissy?" Andromeda asked as she ignored Bella's ranting. "I don't want to destroy this house." Narcissa replied back quietly. "There are too many memories here." Bellatrix grinned at Andromeda and her face held a satisfied look. "Whatever." Andromeda muttered. "This house is going down. I don't care what either of you think. You two can stay here or you can leave. I don't care. But by the end of the day this house will no longer be standing. It ends tonight."