Hello all! Here's the next one, and sadly my last for Puddlemere (probably, at least). :( The Quidditch League season has probably ended for us Puddles as we are currently in last. But, I'm not sad at all! Honestly, I don't care if we win or lose, I just loved fooling around and having fun with my team. I'm not entirely sure if I'll come back next season, due to the stress of the due dates because I am a major procrastinator plus school. I am planning to make a lot more time for A New Era of Mischief and Living the Harry Potter Dream, so expect to see those soon! Also, I'm planning to extend some of my one-shots, including ones from the Never Ending Story and this collection, so be on the lookout for those! Now, on with it!

Team: Puddlemere United

Position: Chaser Two

Position Prompt: Bishop (Write about a 'dark' character acting moral)

Optional Prompts:

(dialogue) "What makes you so sure it was me?"

(word) checkmate

(object) chessboard

Word Count (not including AN): 876

Beta'ed By: JBrocks917 and desertredwolf. Thank you!

DISCLAIMERS: I have no idea how to play chess, so all you chess-crazy people out there, I'm sorry if I got any rules wrong.

And, by the way, I know Andromeda didn't fight in the battle, but for the purposes of this story, let's pretend she did. And also for the purposes of this story, let's pretend that Narcissa didn't exist. And I know, I know, without her Draco wouldn't have existed, and without her Voldemort would have probably won the war and stuff, but instead let's pretend that in this story, someone else did all that stuff. Okay? Okay.

Now, here's the last story for Season 5: Sisters Forever.

Lights. Streaks of colors on a mission. Hurt. Protect. Kill.

Screams. Music to her ears. Scared. Sorrowful. Bloodcurdling.

Glee. The emotion she feels as they fall, fall, fall.

Bellatrix danced across the battlefield, throwing spells left and right, reckless but lethal. One by one, enemies fell to her wand, and the ground became littered with the bodies of her victims.

This was her playground.

She spun around, a deranged smile upon her face, her wild hair flying everywhere, ready to face her next unfortunate opponent.

That was when she saw her.

Andromeda.

She was fighting Greyback.

And Bellatrix knew Greyback loved to kill.

He was overpowering her.

He lunged.

It all happened in a fraction of a second.


December 17, 1961

Bellatrix and Andromeda sat at a small table by the hearth, lounging in plushy chairs, their young, round faces lit by the dancing flames as they played chess. Andromeda's face was scrunched up in concentration as she stared at the chessboard, contemplating her next move.

"Okay, bishop… Move to… that square next to Bella's rook."

As the piece carried out her order, Bella sighed, smiled, and looked up at her sister.

"When are you going to learn that all these squares have names?" she asked playfully as the Bishop dragged her rook to the side, where a little army of equally colored chess pieces was piled up. "But it doesn't matter anyway." She moved her knight over to Andromeda's king.

"Checkmate!"

"I'm not worried," said Andromeda as she swept the remaining pieces off the board. "I'm going to win next time."

"We'll see about that."

Just then, as silence fell over the two sisters for a moment, they heard shouting from down below.

"I think Mum and Dad are fighting again," said Andromeda quietly.

"Yeah," said Bella. "Do you think they'll ever stop?"

"I hope they do."

Another silence fell.

"Bella," said Andromeda suddenly, holding out her pinky. "Let's promise that we'll always be sisters, no matter what. Deal?"

"Deal," replied Bella as they locked pinkies. "Sisters forever."


August 12, 1972

Bellatrix descended the stairs of her house. She had heard yelling, and decided to find the source of the commotion. "What's going o—?" But she was cut short by the scene in front of her. Andromeda was standing in front of her mother, pink-faced and yelling, while her mother stood as still as stone. Her cold, hard glare scorched holes into Andromeda, white-hot fury flashing in her eyes.

"Mother, I'm going to marry him!"

"No daughter of mine would ever associate themselves with scum like that! And that includes you, Andromeda!"

"But mother, we're in love!"

"'But mother,' 'but mother'..." Her eyes flashed red as she shouted. "I am not your mother! You are no daughter of mine!"

The room fell silent.

Tears welled up in Andromeda's eyes.

She looked up at Bellatrix with swollen, pleading eyes.

But Bellatrix turned away.

And then, Andromeda burst.

"Fine!" she shouted, sounding like she was close to crying. "Fine!" And then, in a moment of cold clarity, she had grabbed her cloak, wrenched open the door, and ran outside into the pouring rain, slamming it behind her, the sounds of her sobs still echoing in Bella's mind in the ringing silence left behind.

"Sisters forever…" said the haunting voice of Andromeda inside of Bellatrix's head. "Sisters forever… Sisters forever…"


And in that moment, Bellatrix's conscience spoke up for the first time in many, many years:

You broke that promise once.

Don't do it again.

"Avada Kedavra!"

And when Andromeda lowered her hands from her eyes, all she saw was the corpse of Fenrir Greyback lying in front of her.

As she looked around, searching for the person that had saved her, Bellatrix quickly spun away from her, attempting to make it seem like she had just been battling her opponents all along — that someone else had been Andromeda's savior. But the soft sound of footsteps behind her told her it was no good. A warm hand touched her shoulder.

"Thank you."

Those were the first words she had said to Bella in years.

Bellatrix slowly turned around to face her sister. "What makes you so sure it was me?" She tried to sound cold and aloof — that Andromeda was beneath her notice — but knew she failed miserably. For once, she didn't care.

Andromeda cracked a small smile. "Let's face it: You've never really been the best at faking things."

The corners of Bellatrix's mouth lifted, ever so slightly.

"I wasn't, was I?"

An awkward silence fell between them.

Then, a voice yelled, "Watch out!" and they both jumped back, just in time to see a giant boulder crashing down to where they would have been.

And then, seeming to remember that they were in the middle of a war, they both came back to their senses.

"Well, I guess I should be going," said Andromeda, clearing her throat.

"Yes," said Bellatrix, composing herself. "Right."

Andromeda turned to leave.

Bellatrix did too.

But they both hesitated. And, halfway there, they turned back.

"Hey," said Andromeda, holding out her pinky. "Sisters forever. Deal?"

"Deal," replied Bella, and for a fraction of a moment, she smiled — a real, true smile. "Sisters forever."

And they hooked pinkies.