Disclaimer: I sincerely doubt that J.K. Rowling would stoop so low as to post on a fanfiction site, ok? So I'm not her!! Y'know, these things get SO OLD!
Forgotten
Prologue
My name is Andromeda Tonks, and I'm the forgotten Black. The rest of the Black children are all known for one thing or another. The eldest of all of us is Bellatrix. She is a faithful servant of the Dark Lord, and she flaunts it. Next was Sirius. He was the first Gryffindor of our house. He also ran away after our 5th year of Hogwarts. Sirius is older than me by exactly three and a half months. After me came Narcissa. Her golden locks made her a goddess, and goddesses marry gods. In Narcissa's case, that god was Lucius Malfoy, the very image of darkness, other than Bella of course, and is currently the most wealthy witch of our time. Last was Regulus, although he was only younger than Narcissa by a month. Regulus was a death eater as well, but was murdered by a fellow death eater when his services were no longer needed. To say the least, I wouldn't doubt it if it had been Lucius or Bellatrix themselves to do the job. Neither had liked my baby cousin very much, not to say that I did either, but still....
As for myself, I'm not even on the family tree, well neither waas Sirius, but... They know me as a bigger blood traitor, all because I fell in love and married a muggle born. Not a high crime, you might think, but to a Black, it was a whole world of treason. This is a journal of the memoirs of my life. All of them. My secret stalker, and anything else imaginable... Be prepared for the good, the bad, and the most ugly.