Ever since I was little, I liked pretending to be sick. When I was very small, it got me frozen ice. When I grew up a bit, I got to stay home from the wizarding primary school mother sent us to.
After a while though, Mother caught on. She made me show her m throw up, or I couldn't stay home unless my throat was red, or a spell showed I was truly sick. So, for a while, my fun was gone.
Then, when I arrived at Hogwarts, I met Ted. The Hufflepuff always had a smile, and was surrounded by friends. I knew that to get his attention, I would have to do something drastic.
It was third year that I sealed our fates together. When the lunch bell rang, I walked out of Divination. I hurried to where I knew Ted would be, and waited for him there. When I saw him, I turned the corner and bumped into him. I pretended to stumble back, and fall down the stairs.
With a sickening crunch, my head exploded into pain, and then darkness swallowed me.
What I remember next is an off white ceiling, and hushed voices talking near me. As soon as everyone noticed I was up, they rushed to my side.
Maude, my best friend, had red, puffy eyes, and her voice was hoarse. Maude began talking, but I never heard her.
My focus was on Ted. He was shaking, and pale. He interrupted Maude, and said in a quiet voice, "I am so incredibly sorry. What can I do to make it up to do?"
In my head, I smirked, but on the outside, I had a soft smile set on my face. "Well, I've never had a date. Would…would you maybe consider taking me on a date to Hogsmeade?"
He gushed, "Of course, that's the least I can do to make it up to you. I am so clumsy." And he babbled on for another half hour, until Madame Pomfrey ushered them out, with cries of, "she needs her rest. Now out, shoo!"
And for the next ten years, we dated. He took to calling me his clumsy dove. Of course, I wasn't that clumsy. I just knew that if I didn't keep hurting myself, he wouldn't have paid attention to me, and he would have left me for some hussie.
He proposed, and I was so shocked I fell over and broke my wrist. It was my first real injury that wasn't intentional, and I was so surprised that I sobbed.
Then, we were married. The day after, I applied a complex spell that would gradually add 20 pounds to Ted, so he could never leave me.
AN: This is NOT to offend Munchausen's patients. I have epilepsy, so I know stigmas. This is just to show Andromeda as someone who is very cunning, and well as suffering from Munchausen's.