Diamonds Falling Down.


She didn't really know why she felt this strong pull to him. It wasn't as if he was the best choice for her; in fact, if there was anything that was called "the worst choice in the whole world", Theodore Tonks would be right at the top of that list. Anyway, a ring had already been placed on her finger, a ring that once accompanied by his family's signet ring, would forever bind her to Lucius Malfoy.

She had accepted his proposal almost two months previous, and had instantly regretted her words, and longed to take them back. There was no choice, though. It was either becoming a Malfoy, wealthy but constantly unhappy, or losing her fragment of the inheritance.

Narcissa gushed over Lucius Malfoy, so much so that Adromeda wished that she could pull the ring off and fling it at her blonder, younger, prettier sister, and yell for her to take it. But she couldn't.

She was going to marry Lucius Malfoy. And her stupid, silly, unexplained feelings towards Theodore Tonks would not change that fact.

Bella had already arranged a marriage for herself, to the elder son of the Lestranges. The boy was apparently very good-looking, and Andromeda felt a pang of jealous towards her elder sister, at actually being able to choose who she was going to be forever bound to.

Narcissa, at age thirteen, already had many suitors, some of them acting quite irrationally towards her. She had already been propositioned for marriage, an offer that she had refused, but still gushed over, like she was actually going to get married to him. It seemed unlikely that she would remain unwed straight out of Hogwarts.

She was the only one that had no choice over her life.

Andromeda was going to marry Lucius Malfoy next summer, and take her place as the next Malfoy bride. She was going to live an endless cycle of social gatherings and luncheons, and have to try and look as if she was completely content with her role in life.

Still, she couldn't help but feel that Andromeda Tonks sounded much better than Andromeda Malfoy ever would.

It shattered her heart into tiny pieces, as fragile as shards of diamonds, when he said he didn't feel the same way.