Drabble--Andromeda and Bellatrix
May. 11th, 2009 02:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mollywheezyTitle: Decision
Words: 399
Rating: R
Warnings: Not my usual fluff, folks.
A/N: This weird little plot bunny attacked me while I was transferring story ideas from sticky notes and random scraps of paper to my computer, and it wouldn't leave me alone.
Andromeda was spending a quiet evening alone in her flat. She had too much on her mind, and had decided to take a break from thinking. She had a lovely bubble bath, was dressed in her new silk pajamas (a luxury she really couldn’t afford on her ministry salary) and was enjoying a glass of red wine along with the newest Fifi LaFolle novel (one of her guilty pleasures). She was comfortably ensconced on her sofa when there was a pounding at her door. She lazily retrieved her wand from the end table, cast a sonorous charm, and called, “Who is it?”
“It’s your sister!” Andromeda cancelled the sonorous charm, and waved her wand to open the door.
Bellatrix entered and demanded, “What is this I hear about you going out with a Mudblood?”
Andromeda maintained her calm and haughty exterior, but she was nervous. She had been so careful to keep her relationship a secret. Why cause strife with her family if things didn’t work out? Of course, the relationship WAS working out, hence why she had wanted a break from thinking. So much for her relaxing evening. She raised her eyebrows as if she were merely curious and said, “Wherever did you hear that, Bella?”
Bellatrix became enraged. “Don’t even attempt to lie to me! I never thought I would see the day a Black sister would become a Mudblood’s whore! I heard a rumor, so I followed you! Break up with him now or you will be disowned, Arsedromeda Bitch!”
Andromeda gasped, “Language, Bellatrix!” She knew Bella must be very angry if she had resorted to her silly name-calling from childhood. She responded calmly and haughtily, “Let me impress upon you, Sister Dear, what I do with my life is my decision, not yours.”
Bellatrix didn’t say anything, but flicked her wand angrily. Andromeda’s wine glass flew into the air, pouring wine into her book, which absorbed it like a sponge as the words washed away. As the glass shattered against a wall, the book flew into the air and wrung itself out all over Andromeda, covering her new pajamas in red wine stains.
“Meeting with me always leaves a lasting impression.” With that, Bellatrix left, slamming the door behind her.
As Andromeda binned her book, vanished the broken glass, and attempted to scourgify the wall, she knew her decision. She would accept Ted’s marriage proposal.
A/N 2: Of course, JKR owns the HP Universe and characters. Thanks to her for letting me play in her world.
Fifi LaFolle is also not mine. I can't remember (or find) if she is canon or from someone's fanfic. No plagiarism is intended. I'm just having a brain cramp.
ETA: Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
grandma_kate for fixing my brain cramp. Lovely author Fifi LaFolle came from the brilliant mind of stmargarets!
Words: 399
Rating: R
Warnings: Not my usual fluff, folks.
A/N: This weird little plot bunny attacked me while I was transferring story ideas from sticky notes and random scraps of paper to my computer, and it wouldn't leave me alone.
Andromeda was spending a quiet evening alone in her flat. She had too much on her mind, and had decided to take a break from thinking. She had a lovely bubble bath, was dressed in her new silk pajamas (a luxury she really couldn’t afford on her ministry salary) and was enjoying a glass of red wine along with the newest Fifi LaFolle novel (one of her guilty pleasures). She was comfortably ensconced on her sofa when there was a pounding at her door. She lazily retrieved her wand from the end table, cast a sonorous charm, and called, “Who is it?”
“It’s your sister!” Andromeda cancelled the sonorous charm, and waved her wand to open the door.
Bellatrix entered and demanded, “What is this I hear about you going out with a Mudblood?”
Andromeda maintained her calm and haughty exterior, but she was nervous. She had been so careful to keep her relationship a secret. Why cause strife with her family if things didn’t work out? Of course, the relationship WAS working out, hence why she had wanted a break from thinking. So much for her relaxing evening. She raised her eyebrows as if she were merely curious and said, “Wherever did you hear that, Bella?”
Bellatrix became enraged. “Don’t even attempt to lie to me! I never thought I would see the day a Black sister would become a Mudblood’s whore! I heard a rumor, so I followed you! Break up with him now or you will be disowned, Arsedromeda Bitch!”
Andromeda gasped, “Language, Bellatrix!” She knew Bella must be very angry if she had resorted to her silly name-calling from childhood. She responded calmly and haughtily, “Let me impress upon you, Sister Dear, what I do with my life is my decision, not yours.”
Bellatrix didn’t say anything, but flicked her wand angrily. Andromeda’s wine glass flew into the air, pouring wine into her book, which absorbed it like a sponge as the words washed away. As the glass shattered against a wall, the book flew into the air and wrung itself out all over Andromeda, covering her new pajamas in red wine stains.
“Meeting with me always leaves a lasting impression.” With that, Bellatrix left, slamming the door behind her.
As Andromeda binned her book, vanished the broken glass, and attempted to scourgify the wall, she knew her decision. She would accept Ted’s marriage proposal.
A/N 2: Of course, JKR owns the HP Universe and characters. Thanks to her for letting me play in her world.
Fifi LaFolle is also not mine. I can't remember (or find) if she is canon or from someone's fanfic. No plagiarism is intended. I'm just having a brain cramp.
ETA: Thanks to
grandma_kate for fixing my brain cramp. Lovely author Fifi LaFolle came from the brilliant mind of stmargarets!
