buy the stars.

❝The caged bird sings, with a fearful trill of things unknown, but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom. ❞ ANDROMEDA E. BLACK Former Slytherin. Pureblood. Socialite. XXII. Lover of lavender, wine, honey, tea, the piano, well placed sarcasm & wit, certain types of humor, sunflowers, and order.

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callhimprongs:

“ maybe. “ he repeated faintly. james hated hearing the words he just said out in the open, but it was about time he actually acknowledged all the thoughts he kept suppressed. “ and that—- i completely didn’t catch on that part. “ he admitted with a small smile. “ sirius is doing good, great even. his love for his bicycle grows by the day. don’t be surprised to know he’s going to wed the machine one day , andromeda. knowing sirius, he’d do it. i’m sure. “

James was charming, he was good, and it was tiring being so unpleasant to him in public. Though, it was tiring being herself in public the longer she let herself stay shackled to her family. Sirius being alive and well proved to her that there was a good life beyond it. “It’s fine, we all get in our thoughts sometimes,” she offered as a thanks of sorts. “I really hope in all his greatness he doesn’t need a night’s sleep as badly as you seem to,” she said, gently even, “do you kids ever sleep nowadays?”

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tedtonkx:

“Thank Merlin for Rosmerta’s good music taste,” Ted said, taking a sip from some concoction one of his colleagues had pressed in his hands. It was strange to be at the Three Broomsticks and not at work, but a great kind of strange. “Dunno if I could’ve handed ‘nother party where they just blast Billy Joel on repeat. I mean you can only hear Uptown Girl that many times before you go crazy.”

“Uptown Girl’s that song I never liked, I think,” she replied weakly, she talked about herself then because it was easy. Honest. Andromeda wanted to smile the minute she saw him, she wanted to smile so brightly, so fully, something she hadn’t done in ages. Though she knew she didn’t deserve to. The hardest mask she’d worn so far was the one she wore around Ted Tonks after she ended them. Meda didn’t want to wear it anymore, and she hoped that maybe she’d drink enough to let him know. If she had the courage. If she could break out of her cage long enough to escape it completely. Downing her glass of whatever the hell someone had given her, “I think, I think I need to talk to you.”

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fortescueing:

“What a way to celebrate an anniversary, aye? If I ever deserve an anniversary, I’d want my party to be this big, too. I mean, am not sure if I’d have an open invite like this party – ya never know what kinda people show up when you do that – but still, I like the idea of a big party in my honor,” she rambled, eyeing the person next to her as she took a sip from her sparkling water. Alice had already downed a few beers and had decided that it’d be better to stick to non-alcoholic stuff now that she was feeling a bit tipsy. She had a healthy dose of caution sitting in the back of her mind, after all, and wanted to be clearheaded if something were to go wrong.

Andromeda almost wanted to laugh with Alice or rather at her, in a friendly way, before she remembered that they weren’t friends. That Alice was on a list of a long line of people who she backstabbed during what her mother liked to call her ‘rebellious phase’ in school. Really, it was just Andromeda questioning her family slightly & being seen with people she shouldn’t have been but Andromeda knew that while she hadn’t changed on the inside -- on the outside she’d molded herself to her families expectations -- again. Predictably, so. Alice was one of the people who’d supported her, who she’d let question her and who she grew to like, who she befriended, who she cut off after graduation. “They’re not all they’re made out to be, though I imagine your party sounds like it would be a fun one.” A sip. “Though I doubt I’d be invited to it, right?”

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callhimprongs:

“ things jus’ get worse by the day, don’t you think?  “ james always had that sense of hope in him, but this time when he had one too many drinks too early he was actually speaking out the things he kept to himself for quite sometime now. “ reading the daily prophet in the morning with the attacks being more frequent each and every day… will this ever  end? “ he turned to the person sitting beside him.

Her eyebrows raised, and she didn’t really think that during an event like this that James Potter of all people would bring something like that up. Turning her head towards him, she simply said, “Maybe.” Truth was, she read the Prophet much more than she was supposed to, especially as a LADY of the House Black, who needed to be finding a husband and not concerning herself with the real world. “I asked you how Sirius was doing, didn’t really ask for a news report. Maybe you didn’t hear me over all the commotion.”

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evanrvsier:

“ surprised to see me ?? ” evan smirked as he reached for the glass sitting idly. “ better fool around here than attend another wedding interview, why are you here ?

“I didn’t realize the very RESPONSIBLE Evan Rosier still fooled around, to think you sometimes had to be dragged with me on impromptu trips to Hogsmeade,” Andromeda went to give her cousin a kiss on the cheek, his presence at this event a welcome as opposed to some of the other faces she had to confront after a few years out of Hogwarts. “I’m just here to tie loose ends if needed & drink some horrible alcoholic of course. Though if you don’t find someone soon I’m sure they’ll try to marry you off to me.”

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ANDROMEDA BLACK.

22, Pureblood. Slytherin alumnus.

Current occupation: Socialite

Affiliation: Neutral/Death Eater Supporter

Faceclaim: Elizabeth Henstridge

BIOGRAPHY:

The Black family is one of prestige, having a very high position in society. Being very influential upon other pureblood families, it is expected that the young ones behave maturely. And for the current most youngest ladies of the Black family, it is expected, that they must grow up quickly. Andromeda Black, for one, is perhaps the sister that behaves with most dignity, and yet, wants for nothing more than to be out of this endless hole that seems to dig itself deeper as more time passes. She could never say she grew up lonely, or without everything she needed to succeed, she could never call herself the black sheep or that didn’t feel out of place since day one. Having her sisters by her side, the luxuries she did, the opportunity she thought she had, she felt invincible. 

Being from the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black meant she was at the top – and she knew it. Tea parties, dresses, husbands were at her disposal and Meda knew that when presenting herself to the world she had the weight of presenting her family – but she was excellent at it. She was very polite at the family galas, hands folded on her lap, always saying ‘please’ and ‘thank you’. Her parents thought her a gem. The perfect middle. Still, she noticed the little things she didn’t like – like how her family wouldn’t let her talk to those lower than hers during her pre-Hogwarts trip to Diagon Alley. How they believed that people should be exterminated based on blood ( why couldn’t they just leave them alone? ). How her mother and father fought far more than loved each other. It was normal, but if she was such a lady, with so much power & grace, shouldn’t she have the power to choose? The older she got the more she understood that she was supposed to be seen not heard and that she’d never have a choice to decide otherwise. Even when she was older. This scared her. 

The treacherous Black family aside, Andromeda looked towards her education to keep her busy from thinking of the dreaded future. Going into Hogwarts was easy with her family all around her, she didn’t need friends, she had acquaintances. She stuck her nose in books, and kept her quill moving along parchment. She made excuses to not be with her fellow Slytherin peers, mainly because she felt extremely uncomfortable around them as years passed and their bigoted talk became one she started to question.  Andromeda was a conflicted young lady, but mostly with the fact that she wasn’t going to bother to do a single thing about her lifestyle.  Andromeda herself was beginning to believe that perhaps this is the life meant for her - she fit so well into it. If she could just quell the thoughts of rebellion, curiosity, the bad thoughts that would get her burned off the family tree – she’d be fine. Wine was easy to drink as a way to forget, and Andromeda became even better at drinking wine to quiet the noise.  It wasn’t until she met Ted Tonks that something shifted, an annoyance of sorts who didn’t stop to argue with her – though she didn’t stop to argue with him. 

It was with him she realized what having a true friend meant, it was with him she could express herself fully – something she thought she’d been doing with her sisters but wasn’t. It wasn’t love at first, it was friendship born from not giving up on each other, not because of blood but despite it, because of caring. It was then Andromeda questioned more her life, it was then she questioned more if her sisters were enough to keep her happy – after all they’d be betrothed & she couldn’t live with them. Andromeda would be betrothed to a person she didn’t love, to a person who didn’t challenge her – not like Ted Tonks did. Everyone became pale in comparison to Ted and the other friends she made & when their friendship blossomed into something more she realized she would have to choose. Ted lived his truth, but in the end she wasn’t brave enough to risk everything, to risk her family hurting him, to choose him. Something that haunts her, something that she regrets.

Andromeda feels forever bound to the expectations society held for her, and therefore limited in terms of lifestyle. Not only limited, but undeserving when she knows that the world is breaking apart and she’s just sipping champagne with its destroyers. Andromeda fit perfectly into her life, so much so that the charade felt like the truth, she forced it to, something she clings onto now at age twenty-two when she really does know better. Being a socialite came naturally, but the beautiful homes, the money, the luxury, felt like a decorations for a cage she’d never be able to get out of. Drinking became her favorite way to forget, and she can’t imagine how anyone can go on this long forgetting when the world is so much more than what they’ve been given. With Andromeda’s controversial beliefs, she hid her thoughts with the best way possible - by acting how she was supposed to, with dignity and respect. Desperately, she wished her sisters could see the way she did, but she knew that all Bellatrix desired was power, and that Narcissa shined too brightly to see beyond the silver spoon they were fed was coated in poison. Each day passes in an agonizing blur, and she knows that she can’t live like this any longer. That she does have to choose, that in the end her sisters won’t be enough. That having everything the world had to offer wasn’t enough.

TRAITS:

+ Loyal, Intelligent, Quick witted - Obstinate, Evasive, Isolated

PLAYED BY: JULES

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xander-crabbe:

“So… are you looking for to summer?”

“Who wouldn’t be?”

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malfcyisms:

    cocking his brows at her quip, he pursed his lips to stop him from making a sarcastic comment. though it was obvious how amused he was. he was definitely being a distraction. “you black girls are hard-working, that’s for sure.” he paused, his brows furrowing as he considered his words. “—you and narcissa are hard-working. i’m not counting bella in that one.” letting his hands rest against the desk, he leaned over to glance down at her notes before smiling. “do you need help? because i’m here if you need it.”

At first, she was impressed with his observation about Narcissa -- it was nice to see that other people saw how much she actually did, but when he dared to say something rude about Bellatrix, she quirked a brow at him. “If you take back what you said about Bellatrix, maybe I’ll consider letting you help me, MALFOY,” she huffed, though she knew she was being bratty then, she didn’t care. Andromeda even went as far as to lean forward, her hands covering the notes she had made, “besides, I’d think you’d have better things to do.”

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ofgoldensnakes:

Narcissa caused intrigue to people who did not know her. A shiny, smiling diamond that held so many secrets. A step into one of the wealthiest and most prestigious wizarding families in Britain, and she was good at playing her part, happy to. But she could only really be herself around her sisters, so trusting, so encouraging. The reason for her growth. “If you must insist on dragging books on every adventure then who am I to disagree?” She allowed, rolling over almost immediately for ‘Meda. “Come then, let’s go hunt her down and see if she can spare a moment terrorising the school for us.” Cissa flashed a bright smile, one that had the crowds that flocked to her sold in moments. “Wouldn’t want my people to miss me too much.”

“But books are an adventure, you have to understand that by now!!” Maybe, hopefully, Narcissa would because she was that intelligent to know the power books held. Narcissa was probably one of the most intelligent people she knew, along with Bellatrix, her sisters who she adored, whom she LOVED, a few of the people Andromeda knew she could be most of herself with. That was enough, because the love they mirrored in return, the openness Narcissa gave her, the fierce protectiveness Bellatrix had for her, it was enough. Theirs was enough love to spend the rest of her life with, she knew that she’d have a loveless marriage but them, they were enough. Them THREE, together, it was enough. 

           ( Andromeda r e p e a t e d l y convinced herself it was enough. )

“We do have to hunt her down, I do hope she’s studying just as hard. Wouldn’t want her to join you for your seventh year either, would you?? I mean, there are worse things, but still,” Andromeda smiled, and for a moment she WONDERED if Narcissa ever got tired of it all. Even if they were on top of the world, in so many ways, if she ever got exhausted having to play a part. “She’s always got time for us, and if she doesn’t we’ll just have to kidnap her.”

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tedtonk:

Eyes r o l l e d at her reply, but only in the most playful ways — a slight grin could be spotted on his lips, Ted Tonks a weak being who could not resist feeling a certain hint of g l e e whenever he saw HER. “Ouch, Black. That was just cruel,” he said, voice mocking because of course he wasn’t truly hurt. “Can you blame me, though? Not all of us are such picture perfect students as you are, after all. Besides, coffee isn’t all that bad for you; it’s made of beans, you see.” He knew, of course, that coffee wasn’t healthy at all, but he would like to hear HER reaction to such a stupid comment.

“I am known as the cruelest of the Black Family, the cruelest & most picture perfect,” she said, her face barely able to keep the neutral expression. AGRIPPA’S SAKE, why’d he have to make it so hard?? But worse, why didn’t she care?? Ted Tonks, the boy who managed to worm himself into her brain, into her life, and something fluttered when he spoke. Something she put in a cage fluttered and thrashed against it’s chains. Something in her stomach flipped when he looked at her, when he made comments that he knew pushed her farther than she was able to go. A part of her ached to be pushed, a part of her felt that she needed it and deep down she WANTED him to continue to do so until she could be as honest as he -- but alas, that was not a risk she could take. 

( A part of ached for the challenge that was Ted Tonks. It ached more than her need to stay caged in a world that would never care for her mind. Only for her body & what it could do for the future of generations. A part of her ached for the risk, the challenge, for him. It was infatuation, probably, a dangerous one she needed to push away. It wasn’t a risk she could ever take. )

It wasn’t. It wasn’t. It wasn’t. But why did a part of her not mind tip toeing on that risk line? Why didn’t she mind the instability his presence brought?

“Beans?? You’re s u g g e s t i n g that it’s a grain and not a, er, what’s the word?? Stimulant??” Andromeda realized then, her face broke as she looked at him, asking him a genuine question about a muggle thing. A part of her HATED when she changed her face back to it’s neutral expression, because she couldn’t be this way. Not with him. Not here. It was getting harder to keep up the facade each minute she spent around him.

“Tell me more.”

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xander-crabbe:

Xander face peered around the door to put a face to the voice he could hear. Smiling softly, he replied, “I wouldn’t want to interrupt a potion. Take your time.” He edged slowing into the classroom, suddenly intruded by what Andromeda was making.

Andromeda was able to ease slightly then, mentally grateful for the respect. As the thirty seconds passed, Andromeda quickly tapped the potion twice while adding some African Sea Salt. “There,” she sighed, a smile on her face because at least now she could relax. Turning, she gave Xander a smile, “thank you, Xander, it’s so nice -- that respect,” especially coming from Pureblood MAN, but she didn’t add that. “Are you here to chat or did you need something??”

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evanrvsier:

the moment his cousin spoke, evan had a glimpse of what was just about to happen. andromeda always had her way with people and that did not exempt him from being wrapped around her own twist of words. “ you’re suggesting i ACTUALLY buy her something? “ it was apparent how the both parties wasn’t expecting such a comment from her, but nonetheless, meda had her ways. “ well, i’m not against doing CHARITY every now and then—- a few galleons would do the trick and make the other appear more…. human, if i may. yeah? “ a tilt of his head.

An even more exaggerated eye roll was what she gave Evan then, he knew her too well, he knew her buzz words, he knew she hated when he acted SO above everyone ( though, that was always & she couldn’t really blame him ), but he also knew she would forgive him for it. Instead of deciding to make him go through with it, at least right then, she pushed him away from the scene though she couldn’t help the giggle that fell from her lips. 

“Charity?? You bloody idiot, IDIOT, I say, that’s sooooo rude. You have no manners, our mothers would have a coronary. But, actually, you’re going to buy her something. I’m going to make sure of it.” With a slight hit of his shoulder, her arm curled around it, “now, we’ll find that girl later, have you a p o l o g i z e, and then I’m making you buy her a ENTIRELY NEW WARDROBE.”

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ofgoldensnakes:

Despite her whining, the silvery blonde watched entranced by her older sisters actions, wondering whether she ever looked as graceful, as intelligent. “I liked the purple though.” Cissa complimented the other with a small smile, but not long after that she was groaning once more. “I’ve been studying but I’m very easily distracted.” She replied defensively. “People just keep wanting to talk to me and that is not my fault.”

Andromeda couldn’t help but laugh at that last part -- it was true, she knew that, but she hoped her younger sister knew why people were so attracted to who she was. Narcissa was grace wrapped in honey, at least to Andromeda, and who WOULDN’T be drawn to that? “Maybe we can go on a little expedition and study elsewhere, then?? Maybe even break a school rule or two. Bring Bella with us, but only if she agrees to study too. I just want to make sure you’ve studied before you bask in the well deserved & earned attention from your entourage.” A light tease, but filled with love and adoration for Narcissa’s presence -- much like Bellatrix they were both able to command attention in opposite ways, maybe, but it was still a skill. 

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malfcyisms:

   listening to andromeda’s words, malfoy huffed out a laugh as he moved around the classroom. “i’m not here to bother you, andromeda. i’m just picking up a few things.” he pointed towards a few books in the back, knowing she wasn’t even looking at him. though he still didn’t care. secretly however, he was counting the seconds in his head, lingering in the back. twenty nine, thirty... malfoy quickly dropped his books on the table next to her work space, a smile on his face. “what are you doing, exactly??”

Clever, he was clever but it was something she’d only realized about him over the years of speaking with him. After the thirty seconds was done, he was as ready as a whip -- and Andromeda gave him a look that I said, ‘I-see-you’ before making a few markings & notes. “Trying to obtain extra credit,” she said to him finally, verbally acknowledging his presence with a tight smile. Meda sighed then, trying to loosen up a bit among those she was supposed to be comfortable around. “Though, it’s not going well. AT ALL.”

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ofgoldensnakes:

Narcissa couldn’t help pouting as she quietly sat down in front of her sister, chin resting on arms that were folded atop the bench. Waiting impatiently for the potion to do something. “This is boring ‘Dromeda.” The witch mumbled in a petulant tone she only took on with family members.

Her eyes flickered from her sister to her potion as her expression softened considerably. Watching her little sister actually act like her kid sister was so strange to find more often than not, that Andromeda cherished it. After the thirty seconds, she moved her wand nine times counter clockwise and ended it with a tap watching as a purple mist started to form, swirl upwards, then settle. Finally, she looked back at her sister, “I admit, that’s one of the more boring potions, but this is important. But, we can do something else ..... like ..... study for YOUR exams. Much more fun.” 

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Her eyes glued to potion in front of her, Andromeda only heard as the door of the classroom opened behind her before she gave out her warning, “I have this classroom reserved for the next hour and my attention is COMPLETELY on this potion for at least the next thirty seconds, so you’ll have to wait to get my precious attention until then.”

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evanrvsier:

“ wow, “ a deep breathe. evan wasn’t the type of guy who liked to meddle in with other people’s affairs but he didn’t pass on the opportunity of ruining their days every now and then. “ that’s the most horrendous sight i’ve seen in a while. you’re not really planning to walk alongst the hallways of this castle wearing that, yes?  “

“Evan,” Andromeda scolded under her breath, a blush spreading over her cheeks even though he was completely and utterly right. The person in front of them obviously didn’t know how to dress themselves, and while it definitely bothered Meda -- she thought that stopping Evan from a public display of such RUDENESS would be better than joining in. “What he means to say is ...... er .......” it wasn’t often that she was at a loss for words, and it wasn’t often that she sugarcoated them either. “Perhaps, he could buy you something?? To make up for his extremely rude comment.” 

A smirk appeared on her lips then at the thought of Evan having to take someone shopping and she gave him a mischievous look to know that she knew EXACTLY the sort of nonsense she was getting him into.