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For the Weekly Family Challenge – Andromeda Black. Prompts: Spun dizzily, "I've never met someone like you, and I hope I never do again."

For the Minor Character Boot Camp – dress robes

For the June Event: Female Character Appreciation – Andromeda Tonks/Medium

She took another drink while she spun dizzily around her house. Not home. Home made her feel warm and fuzzy on the inside, and the creepy old house only gave her chills.

Andromeda spun around in her bedroom until she fell onto the floor with a thud. She heard footsteps approaching and she knew she was in trouble, but she was tipsy enough to not care about them.

Her bedroom door opened hastily to reveal her mother in her elegant emerald dress robes, something Andromeda had never seen her mother without. Maybe she had countless amounts of emerald dress robes in her closet, but Andromeda wouldn't really know.

Druella, her mother, glared at her daughter's tipsy frame on the floor. She had not raised her daughters to be like this. Something was off, and Druella could feel it from a thousand kilometres away.

"Andromeda, what happened?" She asked with a sharp tone.

The daughter shrugged indifferently. "Nothing, really. I'm here doing nothing." She hiccupped. "It's none of your business anyway,"

"I didn't raise you to be like this, Andromeda, so you better behave!" Druella snapped at her daughter's answer.

"The thing is, mother," Andromeda spat. "That it is exactly what you did! You raised me to be like this! A bigot, pureblood, ice queen little girl which I don't really want to be!"

Druella closed the door and looked at her daughter. She had envisioned her as the perfect little girl, and she would stay that way, Druella only had to re-teach her everything there was.

Her voice turned soft. "Oh, Andromeda, I know you're conflicted that Bellatrix married that guy you liked, but it was all for the alliance, darling. We'll marry you to the Notts and Narcissa will be married to the Malfoys, it's the perfect strategy!" Druella stated happily.

However, Andromeda was taking none of it. "No, mother! I don't want to do that! I want to be my own self, and not that thing you want me to do." She yelled.

"And I don't even like Nott! I love someone else, okay?" Andromeda added.

Druella's eyes widened and looked at her in fear and shame and curiousness. "Who is it? Is it Lucius? I know you two get on well–"

Andromeda's hands shot up. "No, mother! It's not even a pureblood!" She said, making her mother's hands to run cold.

"What?" Druella whispered dangerously low.

But Andromeda only nodded. "Yes, mother. I don't care for your purebloods anymore, so yes, I don't want to do anything with you." She shook her head. "I love you, you're my mother, but you're insufferable."

"Get out," was Druella's only response.

"Okay, I won't hold it over your head. Maybe you hate me for this, but remember, mother, that there'll always be people like me." Andromeda said while she stood up and rushed towards the entrance door.

"The Black Family! Toujours Pours! You know what? Fuck purity! I'm out!" She looked around and saw her mother approaching. "Mother, I've never met someone like you, and I hope I never do again."

And with that she properly threw the door closed and rushed away to her boyfriend's house.

Andromeda Black's face was burned off the tapestry about twenty minutes later.