All That is Gold Does not Glitter

Andromeda Sirrah Black ❧ Slytherin ❧ Sixth Year ❧ Prefect ❧ "All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost." -JRR Tolkien

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September 21st.

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“And I am not really in the mood to play your go-boy all day.” Despite his complaining he still grabbed the few missing ingredients and dropped them in front of Andromeda. “I won’t, thanks.” His mouth worked quicker than his brain again, making him regret the words he said the second they left his mouth. Thanking her for letting him stir? No way.  “By the way, I am not a complete idiot. I am also pretty good at potions. No need to pretend as if I couldn’t do that-” He vaguely gestured towards her chopping up the fixings. “as well. This is a group project, you know?” If she was anything like the other Blacks Peter had met so far - including Sirius - she didn’t really care about his arguments and proceed with whatever she thought was best.

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Andromeda didn’t bat an eye at Peter’s words just because even after they were said he still walked off to get the missing ingredients. Once he dropped them they fell to the table with a clatter, but that did not halt her from chopping. Her irritation towards Peter had nothing to do with him really-- but his connection to her cousin she was set on ignoring since the year started. “That’s nice,” she spoke, pausing long enough to slide the chopped ingredients his way. “You may dump them in the cauldron and stir.”

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October 9th || Great Hall

Andromeda paid no mind to what was wrote about students on normal occasions. Rumors were of course an important tool, but if anything serious enough was said she’d find out from someone. This is what lead her to learn people were running out of things to say if her drinking habits was being brought up. She had never been fully drunk around her fellow peers because Andromeda did her best to keep up the best facade possible and the attention off from her at all time. “If I’m a drunk at least I hold the title with grace and poise. Perhaps she can’t hold her own alcohol and is in need of desperate lessons,” Andromeda mused, crumpling the piece of parchment as she placed it down on the table in front of her. “Elle est dans le besoin d'un passe-temps.”

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Casino Night Outfit

Andromeda Sirrah Black --- October 13th, 1976

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October 1 , 1976 || Andromeda and Narcissa (closed)

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Narcissa made herself comfortable on Andromeda’s bed as she waited for Andromeda. Instead of staring into space, she looked through Andro’s magazines finding a fashion magazine in the bunch. “Oh, black Mary Jane shoes with heels and a golden clasp…” she said to herself making a mental picture of it to nag her daddy about. As the door opened and Andromeda made her appearance, Narcissa moved to the edge of the bed, sitting quite regally. Hand on her lap, chin up, shoulders rolled back, and icy blue eyes on her sibling. “You called for me?” she asked “Here I am.” she smiled quite charmingly. 

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Andromeda had been in a conversation with one of the other students in her year about Charms homework they didn’t seem to understand. She didn’t know why the professors suggested students go to her when they didn’t understand something even though she enjoyed the class, but either way it made her a little late with meeting up with her sister in her room. Normally Andromeda was fashionably late to most things so she didn’t come off as eager, but things that were of importance such as her siblings she wasn’t fond of being late over. When she walked into her dorm room her eyes went to her sister, looking at the magazine her sister was skimming through. “Yes,” she answered, walking over and picking up the magazine before putting it in it’s rightful spot. She had nothing against Narcissa looking through it, but she had something against things being out of order. “I just wanted to speak with you. I’ve been busy and haven’t had a chance to over meals or between classes.”

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20 SEPT. 1976

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Rita nodded, a sly smirk spreading across her face as the wheels in her head began to turn. “Oh that’s a lot of fun. What’s your spirit of choice? I tend to prefer Ogden’s Old, myself.” Rita shrugged. “You rich types are no fun. All that money but no creative ways to spend it. Enjoy your beck-and-call house elves and first years, I plan to buy someone from the auction.” Rita scoffed.“People are a lot more fun to use.” 

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Andromeda lifted her chin and wrinkled her nose at Rita’s choice of beverage. Champagne was an obvious choice for most events she tended to visit, but if she wanted something with a little more kick to it firewhiskey wasn’t one of her choices. “It depends. The alcohol is decided upon the event, not on one’s preference. Wine is for dinners, most events include champagne, discussing are normally held over harder liquors. Scotch is interesting enough-- though I do admit I enjoy a good champagne. Hogwarts doesn’t normally have much that is worthwhile.” Talking about alcohol was nothing odd for her because Andromeda had a liver of steel. Champagne or whatever was worth her time was how she managed to get through just about any event with a decently good mood, not pureblood training. That was only used if she was forced. “First years have no use. They’re gremlins at best. Fourth years and the occasional fifth year will do.”

the 15th gif in your folder is your muses reaction to finding out they’re gonna be a parent

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Top 3 hottest boys?

Nobody has done much to catch my attention. Pureblood society is filled with many males who are born with naturally good looks. While I’m not blind I require someone to keep my attention before they can be deemed attractive.

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Favorite cousin

Regulus is my favorite, though Evan is not far behind.

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How do you really feel about Sirius leaving?

It was his decision to leave and he is gone. It doesn’t matter– he doesn’t matter. Sirius is not apart of the family anymore. It’s as simple as that.

[Andromeda is actually heartbroken over the fact that her cousin left. While she does understand the reason behind his decision she is selfish and first sees it as him leaving her so easily when he is the closest to her out of the rest of the family. She doesn’t understand how he did it and she is doing her best to ignore him, but she’s upset. She doesn’t show her emotions in the best of ways, so she can often times be seen snapping at him if the two end up talking– even if she still cares for him. Andromeda doesn’t understand how her family can just pretend Sirius doesn’t matter anymore even if she’s been attempting to do exactly that. In the back of her mind she knows she will give in eventually, but she is a Black and therefore has to let her anger flare before cooling down. It will definitely take some time even though she’s doing her best to forget about Sirius entirely.]

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Favorite sister?

I love both of my sisters equally. We’ve all been raised so closely that it’s nearly impossible to pick a favorite.

More than likely Cissa. She is easier to talk to than Bella.

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What do you think your best feature is?

I’m a Black and therefore have been specifically born to look the best. All of my features are perfect-- the same with the rest of my family. Beauty is a gift the House of Black is born with, along with many other gifts.

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21st September

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“Oh. Well, that’s…unfortunate.” was the biggest understatement that Howard had ever come out with. He certainly wasn’t going into the Forbidden Forest any time soon for what was basically a slightly more aggressive hedgehog. 

“He might have gotten spooked and run back, I suppose. Could still be in the grounds.” Howard sighed, continuing to search around his general area. 

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“Or it is already murdered by a creature in the forest and is laying on the ground as we speak.” She spoke briskly, passing over the topic like it was something as simple as the weather. Andromeda had a habit of doing that, but at this point she wasn’t speaking just to irritate the boy which had honestly been her initial intention. “Searching the grounds as it grows darker and colder is pointless for a more than likely lost cause. I’m sure you can get another one.”

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September 21st.

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“I’m just trying to help,” Mary responded curtly. At this moment Mary was beginning to question if having Andromeda as a Potions’ partner was any better than being partnered with Mulciber in Alchemy. At least Caelum pretended to be nice to her… or was actually nice to her. She still couldn’t tell the difference. “Believe it or not, I know what I’m doing with this Potion. Let me take over and maybe you can go grab some ingredients,” she suggested. Every time Mary stood up to grab the next ingredient she felt like every pair of eyes was on her. It’s was something her usual potions partner understood, so in every other class Mary had the luxury of keeping her head down and feet rooted at her bench. 

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Mary might not have straight out told Andromeda ‘no’ and she needed to take over her original job, but it was enough for the Slytherin to arch her eyebrow in interest. Andromeda was not used to people even slightly disagreeing with her-- even if that’s not what Mary was doing entirely, or she might have been. She wasn’t quite sure, but all in all she was interested enough in the other girl speaking up even the slightest. It was enough to ward off a bit of the boredom. “If you’re sick of getting up and down perhaps you should have just tried getting all of them in one go.”

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20 SEPT. 1976

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“Humor me for a moment. If you bothered to allow yourself to have a little fun, who would you bid on? Purely hypothetical.” Rita asked, crossing her arms. Merlin, these Blacks were icy and boring. Bellatrix seemed to be the only one with any personality.”House elves do your bidding already. You honestly don’t see any benefit of having someone at your beck and call, serving you for 24 hours. There’s got to be things that a house elf can’t do for you.”

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“My form of fun normally involves more alcohol,” Andromeda mused, a bored look crossing her features. She briefly thought of the people on the Quidditch teams, but she didn’t even know all of them so she did not grace the other girl with an answer to her first question. “I can get someone to be at my beck and call already. I don’t need to purchase someone for that; it is the reason for younger students and they talk less. It is a win win other than the fact that they’re boring, but boring beats irritating unless I wish to turn someone’s head into a pumpkin. October is nearing and I need to get in the Halloween spirit somehow.”

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The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black – Female Members

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September 28th || Slytherin Common Room

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Lucius had been sitting in the common room, conversing with a few of his peers when he realised that he wanted something from his dorm. The path took him past Andromeda, but considering he had caught glimpses of her sending people on their way, he had not expected her to stop him. However, he was not about to do anything to unduly displease Andromeda, and so he did as he was told and sat.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of your attention, Andromeda?”

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Being the middle daughter Andromeda had always had more freedom (not much, but some) than her other two sisters. The attention had been a little bit lessened which she enjoyed, and because of this she was sometimes able to step back from crowds of people and observe rather than converse. Therefore Andromeda had always been a very perspective person, especially when it had something to do with one of her sisters. The attention Lucius had been giving Narcissa did not go unnoticed-- especially since Andromeda wasn’t the first to notice it sadly.

“You have an interesting taste in jewelry,” she said, her tone at ease. She wasn’t straight out saying this was about Narcissa yet, but there was a knowing look to the Slytherin girl as she eyed the older boy in front of her. It was clear to both of them she did not stop him in hopes of discussing the bracelet itself. “I’m sure Narcissa loves the bracelet.”