Andromeda was supposed to be the good one. The proper one, the one her parents never had to worry about. But Andromeda had a secret, and a penchant for scruffy, unkempt blonde boys with smiles that wouldn't quit and blue eyes that saw right into her soul. She was supposed to be the good one, but she really, really wasn't... One-shot, rated M.

Mourning the dead is so much harder on your own. Andromeda may have been disowned, but her grief is just as real as the rest of her family's.

After the war, Narcissa reflects.

Nothing can topple you. And if it does, the fall is momentary, transient, painless, nothing but a brief pause while you find your feet again. You do not fear entering into the chasm- indeed, what is there to fear? Someone will always be there to catch you. The Black sisters, out in the snow one winter.

Once upon a time, Andy thought the stars could never burn out. But, one by one, they all faded away.

when he dies in Azkaban, so many years later, he misses the girl with constellations in her eyes. Andromeda/Rabastan. For a competition.

She could feel it dragging her under; this despair; this overwhelming sense of loss. She tried to ignore it, but still... She could feel it dragging her under like quicksand.

Haughty and aloof, Andromeda Black was the royalty of Hogwarts, following in her older sister's footsteps. So how did the pure-blooded, detached ice princess fall for scruffy, unkempt, muggleborn Ted Tonks?

The tragic tale of the last five Black children and how the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black fell.