A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Writing Club March

Lizzy's Loft: 10 - (relationship) Siblings

Trope of the Month: 20 - Genre: Romance

Word Count: 670

"It would be a good alliance," Bellatrix said, looking at the ivory sheet of parchment in her sister's hand.

"Then you make it!" Andromeda snapped. "I don't care about alliances. I don't care about this purity nonsense. It goes against everything I believe!"

"Mother and Father would disown you if you don't start behaving like a proper Black. Aunt Walburga's already threatened to disown Sirius. She'll probably do it too," Narcissa said, sliding into the chair across from her sisters.

"Why can't I marry for love?" Andi asked, throwing the letter onto the table.

"Because, you're a Black," Bellatrix answered. "We have a certain standard. Besides, no one's making you marry Rabastan yet, just meet him with. He's not bad looking," she added.

"Then you marry him," Andi muttered. Bellatrix shook her head.

"Mother and Father have someone else picked for me. And I will be proud to marry whomever they pick. Just meet him, maybe he's not so bad after all?"

"Lucius turned out to be perfectly nice," Narcissa added. Andromeda couldn't argue that. Narcissa had met Lucius their first day of school and fallen in love with him. Neither had known they were already betrothed to each other. It had just worked out that way.

"Fine, I'll meet him. Maybe he won't be so bad after all," Andromeda finally sighed. She scribbled a quick note agreeing to meet Rabastan by the lake that afternoon.

"Want one of us to come?" Bellatrix asked. "You know, to hex him if he tries to take liberties?" she added with a smirk.

"No! No one is hexing anyone. I'll be fine." Andromeda slid from the table and headed back to the common room. She had to figure out what to wear, either to make Rabastan Lestrange go away or attract his attention. She honestly had no clue what to do about this arrangement. She wasn't dating anyone seriously yet, and she already knew the boy she had a crush on was Muggle-born. She smiled thinking about Ted. He was sweet and funny, but like her sisters had pointed out, he wasn't the kind of a boy a girl like her should be marrying. Maybe Rasbastan wouldn't be so bad?

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Andromeda stood by the lake, watching the small waves.

"Ahh, such beauty is paled by you," a voice stated from behind her.

"Rabastan, I presume?"

"Yes, and you must be Andromeda. I knew the Black sisters were beautiful, but you are absolutely stunning."

"Does flattery really work?" Andromeda asked, looking Rabastan over. He had black curly hair, a dimple on his left cheek, deep moss green eyes, and was wearing a frilly white shirt with a pair of black slacks. He looked every bit the romantic poet. She wondered if he had put as much thought into his dress as she had. She was simply wearing her Hogwarts robes, her Slytherin tie, but she had styled her hair into a side part and added a touch of make up to her face.

"Most of the time," he admitted. "Doesn't seem to make much of a difference with you though? Hmm, maybe I'm doing this wrong. Let's see," he said, pulling out a book. Andi blinked. She recognized the green leather cover.

"You like poetry?"

"It is the air which I breath," he answered. Her eyes widened and she allowed a giggle to escape her pink painted lips.

"Bella never mentioned you liked poetry."

"Your sister pays very little attention to anything that doesn't interest her," Rabastan answered. Andromeda had to agree with that statement.

"True, why don't you drop the flattery act and read me your favorite one?" she suggested, giving him a smile.

"I would love to, have a seat and I'll impress you with my dramatic reading skills," he announced. Andi laughed, sitting down the mossy ground. She had to admit, his dramatic reading skills were quite impressive and the thought of listening to him read to her for the rest of her life didn't seem too awfully terrible.