A/N This is about two weeks after the Death Eater meeting. This one I tried to make a lot longer. REVIEW!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
"And so, if we follow through with this, You-Know-Who will be defeated, correct?" Kingsley Shacklebolt asked the Order Members surrounding the table.
"Mmmmm." Andromeda Black mumbled as she clicked her finger nails against the side of her chair.
"This is correct. Now, Miss Black," Dumbledore spoke directly to Andromeda, "Obviously, you come from a very prejudice family, do you not?"
"We both do." Sirius Black interrupted, beaming at his favorite cousin.
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as he glanced at Sirius. "I assume you have news of the Death Eaters. Either of you?"
Andromeda shook her head, but Sirius immediately launched into a story about Bellatrix going out on some sort of raid earlier that week with her husband, and he had heard them say they were going to Muggle London next Wednesday for another one. He thought this would be a great chance to catch the Lestranges.
"Thank you, Sirius. You've been very helpful. Andromeda, are you sure you have got nothing to add?" He asked at what she thought was threateningly.
Andromeda raised a brow. If Dumbledore knew what was going on, she'd be dead before she could say Tonks.
"She's got nothing." Ted spoke as he patted a hand against her thigh, rubbed, and smiled with his dimples poking through his cheeks.
Andromeda looked at Ted oddly, but, nonetheless, patted the top of his hand approvingly.
"Of course," Dumbledore smiled. She noticed he didn't exactly have that twinkle in his eye when he spoke to her. "So, Ted, when is your wedding to be?" Dumbledore asked, genuinely curious.
"Albus, we've no time for such things. You heard what Black said, a raid we've got to stop. Not to mention the Death Eater in the room." Alastor Moody stared Andromeda down. He had never trusted her. It's almost like he could smell the Dark Magic on her.
"Hey," Sirius spoke again, "My cousin is not a Death Eater. I believe the only prejudice one here, Moody, is you." He spoke vehemently.
"Nice Sirius. Doesn't matter what your background is, it's your choices you make in life that count." Sirius's friend, James Potter, spoke up.
Lily Evans glanced over at James and raised her brow, "I have no idea what you just said."
"I was trying to be inspirational!" He frowned.
Dumbledore chuckled, "Alastor, we will have that covered. Now, when are you two to be wed?" Again, he faced Andromeda and Ted.
Andromeda glanced over at Ted as he blushed. "Well," He started, "We were just going to have a little reception next month. Nothing too large. Considering we're in the middle of a war, it's not safe." He smiled stupidly.
Andromeda massaged her thighs soothingly. Why Tonks? Couldn't her mother have picked someone other than Tonks? She'd have to speak to her later...
"Something you want to share, Andromeda?" Alice Longbottom, asked.
"No."
"Alice, go ahead and get some food from the kitchen, and feed the people!" Her husband Frank smiled at her.
"I'm not feeling well. I think I'll be going." Andromeda stood up from her chair.
"Very well. Good day to you, Miss Black." Dumbledore nodded his head to her as Moody mumbled under his breathe.
"What was that now, Alastor?" Andromeda asked suspiciously as she walked behind his chair.
"Nothing at all." He glanced at her left forearm, and she placed her hand there by instinct. He clenched his jaw as his hands began to tremble.
"Goodbye." Andromeda passed through the Longbottom's front door
and leaned against it once she was on the other side. She slid down the door and held her head. This entire idea made no sense. Did the Dark Lord even need a spy, or was this just for shits and giggles?
"Mother," She mumbled and apparated quickly to Black Manor.
She saw many Lumos charms on the ceiling and a family come through the fireplace. Andromeda frowned. Her mother must be throwing some sort of ball or something...
She couldn't necessarily just walk in, but what else was there to do? She could send her mother a patronus, but chances are it'd be too loud in there to hear. Besides, her mother doesn't even know her patronus. Even if she did, someone could possibly recognize her voice.
She rubbed her forehead.
Fuck it, I'm going in, she thought.
She knocked gently on the door, praying to Merlin her mother would answer. Thankfully, the door was quite a ways from the ballroom, so not many people would be around. Maybe even a House Elf would answer...
The door opened a bit. "I've got it, Druella!" Shit.
The door opened to a tall gangly man with a black mustache and a large build. Andromeda had no idea who this man was, but she had no choice.
"Stupefy!" She whispered as she pointed her wand towards his chest. "Obliviate!" She wiped his memory of ever seeing her. Unfortunately, Andromeda had never been good at memory charms, and the man could have possibly lost a lot more than what she wanted.
Andromeda pulled up her hood and hid her face as best she could. She breathed deeply and hid the man under the staircase, making it look like he had fallen.
She hadn't any idea where her mother would be, but she assumed the ball room if she was throwing a party. Andromeda made her way through the crowds, and every once and a while, pushed a person or two out of the way if they didn't comply. This had to be a party of sorts, going by the gowns. People stared oddly at her outfit. She was in Muggle clothes and one of Ted's old sweatyshirty-things.
"Attention, please." Andromeda's father, Cygnus, cast a spell on his voice to make him louder than usual. "I would like to present to you, my daughter, Narcissa Cassiopeia Black, soon-to-be Malfoy!" Andromeda's eyes bulged and jaw dropped. Her mother hadn't told her her sister was engaged.
The crowd went wild as Lucius Malfoy, with his white blond long hair to the small of his back, linked arms with Narcissa and beamed down at the crowd. In ways, she was happy for her sister. She had found love, unlike herself.
"You're bringing great pride to your family." Her mother spoke. Ah! Her mother! She couldn't wait to wrap her hands around her small pale throat...
"Bellatrix, sweetheart," Someone touched her shoulder, and Andromeda pivoted on her ankle to face the person. "Wait, did you change? Where's your purple dress?" Rodolphus Lestrange stared into Andromeda's face. "Why are you wearing that?"
Of course she had picked up the genetics to have the same physical traits as her sister. At times, it had been useful. Sometimes, it hadn't.
"Rod. Have you see what Pollux is wearing? That man has no dress sense I swear!" Bellatrix came up behind him. Rod spun around quickly.
"But, you were right there!" Rodolphus said, pointing towards an empty space. "I was-I was just talking to you! I was!" Rodolphus said as said figure ran for her life.
Bellatrix eyed Rodolphus a bit strangely and patted him on the back. "I could get you professional help. I completely believe in that."
Andromeda ran towards her mother who happened to be standing isolated by the kitchen door. She grabbed her mother as she shrieked and threw her in the kitchen.
Andromeda ripped off her hood as her mother began to scream for help. As she spotted her face, she immediately silenced. "What are you doing here?" She whispered. "If anybody sees you-"
"Why Tonks? Couldn't you have picked another? Hell, maybe even a half-blood! Tonks! Honestly, mother!"
"Lower your voice! You needed to be labeled as a blood-traitor. That wouldn't do the trick, now would it?" Druella stepped closer to her.
"Druella? What in Merlin's name is going on in here? I saw that person come for you, and-" Cygnus stopped. "Andromeda?" His eyes widened. "Leave before you're seen!"
"What do you think I've been telling her?" Druella eyed her.
"Has anyone seen you?" Cygnus spoke clearly, stepping towards her.
Andromeda shrugged and sighed. "Rodolphus thought I was Bellatrix. That's about it." Andromeda glanced between her parents and thought for a moment. "Wait a moment, why didn't you two tell me about Narcissa's engagement? You could have told me the other night at the meeting!"
"You were with Rabastan." Druella frowned.
"We planned to tell you. We really did." Cygnus spoke softly.
"How can I get out of here?" Andromeda itched the back of her ear.
"You'll wait in here until the party is over. No one comes in here. Only the House Elves, and, hopefully, like Rodolphus, they'll think you're Bellatrix." Cygnus spoke punctually.
He nodded his head and went straight for the door. Druella followed behind him, but when her hand was on the wood, she turned to face her middle child. "Do not be seen."
Andromeda nodded and threw herself on the chair. She placed her feet on the table and leaned back.
Andromeda coughed and pulled the hood up over her face. She placed her hands on her stomach and winced. As of late, she hadn't been feeling well. Closing her eyes tightly, Andromeda fell asleep.
"Well, I'm pooped!" A voice said as they swung open the kitchen door. Andromeda's eyes popped open, and his quickly in the dining room under the table. Her breath hitched, and she felt tears pricking through. If they saw her...
"Pooped? Really Narcissa?"
"Well," She could hear a pout in her younger sister's voice, "Lucius just left, so the party is officially over."
"Thank Merlin he's gone. That man can only be described as irritating." A voice spoke that sounded similar to hers. Bellatrix.
"No he's not! He's sweet!" Narcissa giggled, and Andromeda had to smile, but frowned immediately. Just her sisters were in the kitchen. She wanted desperately to speak civilly to them again, and Andromeda brushed the streaming tears off of her face.
She closed her eyes and more tears fell. Andromeda loved her sisters with an unconditional type of love. They were her everything. Nobody quite understand the Black's unless you were a Black. Being so close in age, they had grown to become the best of friends. Not anymore at least.
Andromeda sighed and leaned her head against the leg of the table. She sighed as she heard her sisters leave the kitchen to go up to their bedrooms.
Almost at the exact time the door shut, it opened. Andromeda glanced up from under the table to see her parents in their night clothes.
"It's rather late. You've got to leave, sweetheart." Cygnus said. "Hopefully, no one saw you."
She got up from the floor and wiped the rest of the remnants of her tears away. Her parents eyed her tear stained face, and they were immediately concerned.
"Don't worry about it. It's not a big deal. I've been really emotionally lately." Andromeda sniffed.
Both of them obviously didn't believe it, but nodded reluctantly. They each took turns hugging their daughter and whispered goodbye.
"Get going, sweetheart. We love you." Druella smiled sadly. Andromeda nodded and sulked towards the front door. She didn't want to go back to the Tonks's. She missed 'her' family.
Andromeda opened the door knob, and two seconds later, apparated. Opening her eyes, she saw the front door to Tonks's house. She turned the knobby majig and proceeded into the house.
Andromeda noticed that the only light in the house that was on was the drawing room. She threw her shoes off her feet and peaked her head in.
She saw Ted sitting on the couch glaring into the fire. Andromeda moved her whole body into the doorway. "Ted?"
He looked up at her voice, and his eyes narrowed. "Well, nice of you to join me. Remember? You promised we would have dinner," He glanced at his watch, "Six hours ago! Where have you been? This being sick thing was a lie, and I can notbelieve that I believed it! Who were you with Andromeda? Just tell me!"
"Ted, you don't understand."
"I understand pretty clearly, Andromeda. If you don't want to be with me, just tell me!"
"Merlin, Ted, I'm pregnant!"