A/N I am on an updating spree... I can not believe this. What is it now? Three days in a row? I'm not real sure, but anyway, I've noticed my line breaks weren't working. I'm soooo sorry! I'll try to fix that. To Booklooker, this entire chapter is about Bellatrix, so congratulations! There is not a lot of dialogue. It's mostly just Bellatrix's thoughts of everything that has been going on around her...

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

She did not hate Andromeda. No, nothing like that. Bellatrix made a promise to her, after all. It wasn't what one would call an Unbreakable Vow, but to Bellatrix, it was. Any promise to a blood relative was considered an Unbreakable Vow to her. Family came before anything, or anyone, else. Even if said family member was a filthy blood-traitor. Family is family.

When Bellatrix had heard rumors of her sister being with child, she didn't want to believe such a thing. Not because it was most likely a half-blood brat, but because she, herself, was having trouble conceiving an heir to the Lestrange fortune. She was jealous out of her mind. She'd never admit that she would want to spoil her first born niece or nephew rotten. No one could know that little detail. It would be a half-blood, and no half-blood would be worthy of her, or her sisters for that matter. Even if one was it's mother. Still, she wanted to be apart of it's life, and she was slightly ashamed of herself. It went against anything her parents or the Dark Lord had taught her over the years. Still, family is family.

Bellatrix was also suspicious. Not of Andromeda, but her parents. They were distant, not that they weren't before, but Bellatrix believed they were hiding something from herself and Narcissa. There were many signs. One she couldn't get over was the letter with the initials. She had done researches on Pureblood families with the last initial T, but came up short. There were many, they were just extinct in this time period. Meaning her family was speaking to a person who was not Pure. Maybe that was what they were hiding. They could be ashamed of such a thing, and are desperately trying to keep it to themselves. That could be a reason they went berserk when her father had found out she had read that letter. She would never tell anyone if they were. After all, they were family. Family meant everything to a Black. Perhaps because there is no family out there quite like the Blacks. She wasn't sure.

She had wanted to be present at her sister's wedding. Another thing she'd never admit while she walked this Earth. At her own wedding, Andromeda had been her Maid of Honor, Narcissa, her Bridesmaid. Bellatrix hadn't wanted to choose between her two sisters, but she knew for a fact that she was closest to Andromeda. Not that she didn't love Narcissa dearly. No, no, quite the contrary, really. She worshipped her baby sister. She was, after all, the fragile one of the bunch. Her and Andromeda both looked out for her. If you would mess with one Black sister, you would mess with all three. Which was quite unfortunate for the assaulter. Bellatrix remembered when the Selwyn boy in Narcissa's grade had rejected her when she asked to go to Hogsmeade with him. Narcissa came sobbing to both of them, explaining the entire situation. Just a look between Bellatrix and Andromeda did the trick. They nodded in unison, and the Selwyn boy was in St. Mungo's for four months straight.

Still, it was obvious, Andromeda had always been her favorite. Maybe it was because they were closer in age. No, Narcissa wasn't too much younger than the two. Perhaps it was because they always had more in common. Both of them were a bit rebellious, and in this life, you needed a little rebellion every once and a while just to survive. For example, when Bellatrix refused to show up for her cousin Evan's betrothal party due to a certain date with Rodolphus, scandal was caused. For weeks afterward, that's all everyone talked of. She remembered her mother's reaction to the news.

Druella had laid a hand on her forehead and sighed. "Will the mortification never cease? It'll be years before we can show ourselves in public again!" Her mother had gone around the manor saying one thing after another, until the next scandal occurred. Fortunately, no one brought up Bellatrix's absence again after that. Whatever the scandal was, Bellatrix was thankful for it. She wasn't sure if she could stand her mother for much longer. Her mother had always been, if not, a little bit too dramatic for her taste. Narcissa had, unfortunately, through genetics, inherited that.

Andromeda and herself had never been too keen of that particular trait. Especially when it was to do with the sisters beating up on her. Considering Narcissa was their parents's favorite, she got everything she wanted. If anyone was to insult her, they were damned to hell immediately. When the sisters would tease her a bit, it normally ended with a separate haranguing from each parent. Sometimes, though, it wasfun to see their younger sister cry. It is the older ones's job, after all.

Her and Andromeda would do everything together. From dancing around the house, to ditching their boyfriends so they would be able to go to Hogsmeade together. To their parents's horror, they would sing to Muggle songs. Yet another thing Bellatrix would never admit while she was alive. Still, those days held some of the best memories of her life. She remembered when Andromeda grabbed Aunt Walburga's face and sang a very sensual song to her. Afterwards, she had called her outrageously promiscuous and declared that she call her. Of course, Bellatrix had fallen off of her chair in laughter, and Andromeda hadn't been allowed out of her room for a month. Her parents had been horrified, and her father had casted a nerve spell on her, causing her to be temporarily paralyzed. Narcissa actually sobbed in her seat. She had never been able to fit in with her sisters, not when they would do these type of things, at least. That was a memory she was sure Andromeda still thought of some time or other. It was one of the best she memories had, even if it was one of the worst for the family.

Bellatrix hated to dwell on the past, but she realized that she practically lived in it. Before the Great War started, back when all three were children, when neither of them knew of Blood statuses yet. Before any of them had even met a Muggle.

Bellatrix hated Muggles more than anything. A half-muggle took her favorite sister and best friend away from her. Now Narcissa would have to replace her. Of course, Andromeda could never be replaced. Ever.

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