She was a pure blood. She was a Black. She was a slytherin. She was the oldest child. The lonely child. Unlike her sister Bellatrix the mad black hair, orb like eyes and a personality that overshadowed the school. She was different. Not like her sister Narcissa with bleach blonde hair, sky like eyes and proclaim fragile skin. She was just plain old Andromeda. Her brown hair and brown eyes faded her into the backgound as her sisters out shone.
Her parents knew she was different. She wasnt fucking the teachers for grades like Bellatrix. Or making them feel pity full like Narcissa. She was working. But nothing worked. She was alone.
No friends. No family to speak to. Alone in the world. Her life was on a short leash as the cuts got deeper into her wrists and thighs giving her relief for a few minutes before facing the world again. The blood gushed out. Her sight became blurred. Her fingers were numb. She fell backwards as the sound of footsteps came towards her. Her head hit the tiled floor as her vision blackened and she became unconscious.
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