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[blackswan-andromeda]

☼ : Childhood headcanon

Until she went to Hogwarts, Andromeda wanted desperately to win the attention and affection of at least one parent. Somehow, this affectionate, warm little girl had been born to two very cool, distant people. She never could understand them, but she wanted to love them. So she did everything she could, for a time. During her youngest years, she tried to follow the rules as best she could. But her sisters were always better than she was at that particular game - her efforts were never noticed. 

At seven or eight years old, a switch flipped in the young girl's mind. She decided that if following the rules and being exactly what they expected her to be couldn't get her parents to pay attention to her, she would try something different. She bent the rules as far as they'd go without breaking, she'd play tricks on the house elves, she'd be just a little too loud. 

All this earned her were haughty looks and long afternoons alone in her room. 

Eleven year old Andromeda had just about given up. She was eager to go to Hogwarts (though she was loathe to leave her little sister) and make new friends. There was still that part of her that yearned for approval. 

All she got was a letter a few lines long congratulating her on making Slytherin. From that point on, the rules were only to be followed while her parents were watching, and only because it kept her sisters happy. There were people in Hogwarts, it seemed to her, who loved her more than her parents ever did. Why should she not devote her energy to them, instead? 

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chai

Chai: What do you order at coffee shops? 

If I go into a coffe shop, I'm usually in something of a rush...and often with an impatient little Metamorphmagus tugging at my hand. I don't have a good amount of time to pick and choose, so I usually simply order a tea or coffee. On the days I'm feeling particularly indulgent, I'll take a cappuccino or something similar. 

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♫: Druella and Cygnus

Florence and the Machine - Cosmic Love 

A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyesI screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blindThe stars, the moon, they have all been blown outYou left me in the darkNo dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilightIn the shadow of your heartAnd in the dark, I can hear your heartbeatI tried to find the soundBut then it stopped, and I was in the darkness,So darkness I becameThe stars, the moon, they have all been blown outYou left me in the darkNo dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilightIn the shadow of your heartI took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a mapAnd knew that somehow I could find my way backThen I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness tooSo I stayed in the darkness with youThe stars, the moon, they have all been blown outYou left me in the darkNo dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilightIn the shadow of your heartThe stars, the moon, they have all been blown outYou left me in the darkNo dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilightIn the shadow of your heart

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♫: Tedromeda

The Civil Wars (cover) - Dance Me to the End of Love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin Dance me through the panic ‘til I’m gathered safely in Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the end of love Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon Show me slowly what I only know the limits of Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long We’re both of us beneath our love, we’re both of us above Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the children who are asking to be born Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn Dance me to the end of love Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin Dance me through the panic till I’m gathered safely in Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the end of love

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11. Dreams/Aspirations/Goals

1. Once upon a time, Andromeda's goals were simply to marry for love. Since she's accomplished that goal, and because it seems to have been so much impacted by the war, she feels more than a little bit lost.

2. To have a family. Andromeda wants her children to have a childhood free of the strains that weighed on hers. Though her childhood was happy, it was only really because of her sisters and cousins that she could call it so at all. She wants to raise her children to run about with wild, happy shouts, unafraid to fall down and skin their knees or get mud on their clothes. 

3. To live through the war, and to protect her family (even the ones who want nothing to do with her) as best she can. Not a day goes by that she doesn't worry about them. About all of them. Even Bellatrix. Perhaps especially Bellatrix. 

4. To have her sisters back...on her own terms. Andromeda certainly doesn't intend to give up her life with Ted, but she misses her sisters fiercely and wants nothing more than to hear a knock on her door and find them wanting to reconcile. 

5. Andromeda wants, more than anything, to find her place. She thought she'd find it immediately upon marrying Ted, and in many ways she did. But now, with the Order looking for her involvement on one side, and her sisters' well-being on the other, she feels even more caught in the middle than she ever did during her Hogwarts days. 

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7. Childhood

1. When she was very young, Andromeda was fascinated with her family's stars. She spent hours at time curled up with books of mythology and astronomy. Though she didn't think too much about it at the time, she was trying to find where she fit into the constellation of her family. She always felt so different, and thought that if she could slot herself into these stories, she wouldn't feel quite so out of place.

2. Andie adopted her nickname in childhood solely because it annoyed her mother. 

3. As a child, Andromeda actually enjoyed many of the high-society Pureblood functions. They were full of adults in pretty dress robes who would lavish attention on the beautiful young Black girls. But when she wanted to escape, no questions were asked if she slipped silently away to play with her sisters and cousins in the gardens. 

4. Andromeda loved Black manor. She loved the age of it, the soft angles, the stone. It had the potential to be a cold place, a forbidding place, but to her it never was. It was a place ringing with the sound of children's laughter and rich with the scent of wildflowers in the neighboring fields. She knew it inside and out, but her favorite place was the garden. She always took the first chance she could to shed her shoes and walk barefoot in the grass. 

5. When the three girls were old enough that their facial features were no longer the neutral clear-slate of babyhood, Andromeda began to realize just how different she was. Bellatrix and Narcissa were near mirror-images of their parents, and even tended to reflect certain mannerisms. Andromeda, on the other hand, was so much a mixture of both that it was hard to tell who she looked like. She had her mother's mouth, but her father's chin, and her hair was caught somewhere between her mother's and her father's shade. As for her beliefs and her mannerisms, well...They seemed to come from outer space. 

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June 29, 1978

Saw C shopping, today. Had to duck into a store before she saw. B seeing me at F&B's is one thing, I don't think I could handle... Anyway, there's something not right. I can't tell what it is. 

She looks different. Not good different. She should be happy - I can tell she's not. Not quite. Even through the makeup and the pretty things.I think it's in her eyes. 

I wish there was something I could do to help. There isn't anything. I can't even speak to her. 

She's my baby sister. Nothing can change that. 

I'm worried. 

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“Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.”-Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close