Andromeda smiled as she heard a thump coming from the hallway. Dora was home.

"Hello dear," she said happily as she saw Dora and her fiancé Remus standing in the hallway.

She enveloped them both in a hug, "Hello Remus."

It'd taken her a little while to accept the relationship between her baby girl and somebody she'd gone to school with (she was in her 6th year when he was in his 1st)… who also happened to be a werewolf. But when Ted had mentioned that she sounded like her parents, she'd rethought things and realized that love was love… and it didn't really matter what she'd though anyway. They'd raised Dora to follow her heart.

"Hey mom" "Hey Mrs. Tonks."

She swatted him with the paper, "How many times do I have to tell you to call me Andromeda, we went to school together Remus."

He just smiled.

"Hey Andromeda," Dora said brightly.

She laughed, "I don't think so missy, you still have to call me mom."

"So to what do I owe the pleasure of this unexpected but welcome visit?" Andromeda asked after she'd made them eat something.

"Well, remember how Remus is a werewolf…" Dora began while Remus found the floor a very interesting thing to look at.

"I knew before you did," her mother pointed out, "My memory isn't that bad."

"Well, you know how I want to marry him? And how it took him forever to get over himself and realize I'm stubborner than he is?"

"Yes and yes, and stubborner isn't a word."

Dora rolled her eyes, "Anyways, since he's a werewolf we have to get a permit from the Ministry to get married… and guess what?"

Andromeda almost groaned. Getting permits from the Ministry for normal things took forever; getting one to marry a werewolf was next to impossible. Most people got married in the muggle world then sent the marriage certificate to the Ministry. But Dora seemed to be pretty happy…

"What?"

"We got approved!" she squealed and ran over to hug her mom.

Andromeda laughed and smiled, she hugged Remus also, "Now you have to call me Andromeda."

They'd stayed for dinner and Andromeda sent a letter to Ted, hoping it would reach him, wherever he was hiding.

She puzzled over how their request had been improved until it hit her… Narcissa.

Her sister still had plenty of influence over people in the Ministry and if that wouldn't get her anywhere, money would.

Why would Narcissa bother to push through her niece's marriage permit? She'd never met Nymphadora and to Andromeda's knowledge she didn't like her.

Her brain just wasn't sure, but her heart knew the truth.

Narcissa didn't have to like her daughter or Remus; she didn't have to like Andromeda. But she loved her older sister. And that love was stronger than anything… even her hate and prejudice.

Narcissa knew that Andromeda would love to see her daughter married and there was only one way for that to happen.

Her blonde hair hung down her back as she strutted through the halls of the Ministry.

She entered the werewolf control office, "Here," she handed him a form (requesting a marriage permit).

He gave her a funny look and began to slide the card under a tall stack of papers.

"Excuse me," she said sweetly. "I don't have much time, if you could just stamp it now that would be great."

He laughed, "Listen sweetie, I don't know who you think you are; these things take time, check back in a couple of years."

Her eyes flashed, "I am not your 'sweetie'. I am Narcissa Black Malfoy and you will stamp this card now."

"Right, Narcissa Malfoy is already married hon, so why don't you just leave, I'm not afraid of you."

Her infamous Black temper flared, she might have been a sweet little trophy wife and a proper pureblood lady, but Bellatrix was her sister.

"Now you listen to me, and listen well, you are going to stamp that paper right now or you won't see daylight tomorrow."

He was a little nervous now, "You won't kill me."

"No," she smirked, "But Bellatrix doesn't like people who make her little sister cry, but I could always do this."

He saw the tip of her wand pointed straight at his crotch.

The combination of threats was sufficient enough for him to stamp the paper. "Have a nice day Mrs. Malfoy," he smiled, then breathed a sigh of relief when she left.

She smirked… it was easy to get what you wanted when you were a Slytherin.

She didn't even think they needed to get married, they'd die in the war anyways… but she figured it'd be nice for them to have some happiness for the Dark Lord took over.

And of course Andromeda would love seeing her daughter married… but she wouldn't admit that to anybody but herself.

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After the war, Andromeda saw her sister, on trial for murder and treachery. She wouldn't be able to handle Azkaban, even without the dementors. Besides, Narcissa wasn't a murderer; she was just a product of her raising.

Andromeda knew she had to get her baby sister out of there… she couldn't let anything bad happen to her, even with all the differences between them.

"I need to see Kingsley Shacklebolt," she told his secretary.

"He's very busy ma'am, do you have an appointment?"

"No, tell him I need to see him."

"He's in a meeting with Mr. Potter right now, I can't interrupt it."

"Oh well," she shrugged, "I can." She shouldered past the secretary and barged into his office.

"Hello Andromeda"

"Hello Kingsley, Harry."

"What do you need?"

"A favor, Narcissa never did anything wrong. She can't go to Azkaban."

"I see, it sounds like you and Potter are on the same page here. Sit down and join us." He greeted her.

"Well then, what have I missed?"

"Narcissa saved my life," Harry explained, "After Voldemort attempted to kill me she checked to see if I was alive, and I was, but she told him I was dead."

"That's the thing; we can't just free the wife of Lucius Malfoy based on something nobody can confirm." Kingsley said, trying to be reasonable.

"That's the thing, she didn't fight in the battle, nobody can confirm anything wrong she's ever done except for marrying that bastard."

"You can confirm a lot of things," Kingsley said pointedly.

"I can confirm quite a few things, I can confirm how much she loves her son, I can confirm how she got Dora and Remus' marriage permit pushed through, and I can confirm several things about you Minister." Andromeda snapped, she really didn't want to annoy Kingsley, he was a nice guy, but she wouldn't let him ruin what was left of her sister's life.

"So you refuse to testify against her?"

"Basically, I believe Harry. Narcissa couldn't kill somebody; she's too much of a little lady. Blood and death disgust her."

Kingsley sighed, "Okay then, Potter, if you want this you'll have to make a public statement, do it along with your statement about the Malfoy kid."

Harry was going to keep Draco out of prison? Even with the Dark Mark on his arm?

Oh this is amazing! Narcissa can keep her last bit of happiness in the world.

Andromeda hugged Kingsley and Harry and skipped out of the room like she was a little girl. She was so happy.

Draco ended up living in Malfoy Manor with his wife Astoria and Narcissa moved in with Andromeda. Together they reminisced about their happy childhood with Bella and laughed about the mistakes they'd made that had gotten them to where they were.

They got Bellatrix a proper burial where they carved into her tombstone: Bellatrix Black, Loving Sister

Okay, these ideas came to me and I just had to write them :)

Yeah, Andromeda was sorta ooc when she was talking to Kingsley, but she would have done whatever she could to make sure her sister didn't rot in Azkaban. Harry was in there to talk to Kingsley about how Narcissa saved his life and how Draco was basically a pawn in Voldemort's revenge against Lucius, not a willing participant.