I own nothing.
The Black Family
From the View of Andromeda Black
Born with great privilege, all the Blacks grow up thinking there practically royalty.
Growing up locked inside your own house, with you're parents telling you that it's for your own good, to save you from the company of the unworthy can twist you're mind, a lot.
In my opinion, only Sirius escaped this never ending line of self-centred, egocentric, twisted minded people, wish only interest is to save there own skin.
But I'm proud to say that I've come out of it quite fine. I'm not a selfish Slytherin or a brave Gryffindor like Sirius. I'd say I'm in the middle. I never was an extreme person. I'm a Ravenclaw.
Brave but with limits, ambitious but I know my lines.
I can't deny I have a bit of The Black family in me.
It's genetic, no one, no even Sirius can run away from it, all humans have a dark side, as well as a light side.
I like to think that I am actually above all this.
Voldmort intended me to join him.
But the rules of our family are very ancient and old fashion.
The man do the work, the women's look nice.
So my family gave Regulus instead.
Regulus.
A weak boy. He dosen'thave the nerve that Sirius has, the coldness that Belletrix owns or the cauculism that Narcissa possesses.
I observe my family and I reach a point where I understand the uncontrollable situation we have reached.
The once proud Black family, now internally feared a man. One single man had destroyed the Black family.
I never thought Sirius would join him.
It's just so unthinkable, but yet…
He is a Black.
But he kept his promise.
When'd he left the house he said as an answer to his mother's treats:
" If I go down, I'll take you all with me…"
I never was quite sure of what that meant.
I guess now I know.
So, this is me.
Andromeda Black.
Not an angel or a demon.
But a god.
End of the chapter
Dedicated to Dark Angel: Because she just like you. Not an angel or a demon but a god.
