RP: Andromeda and Bella Who: Bella and Andromeda Where: The Ministry When: Evening , 19 June 2025 Warnings: None Summary: Andromeda goes to her sister.
True to her promise, Andromeda left the Leaky the next morning, as well as both her earrings. It was a foolish gamble, but it was one she had to take. She would not be welcomed back, even if it seemed like that was the one place that had the answers.
She did not know the name Eileen Prince, although the family name was familiar. She had said she had known her parents and although Andromeda did not expect to know each and everyone of her parents' acquaintances, she doubted her parents would admit to knowing a pregnant barkeep.
The day had been long and exhausting. The woman had said there had been plenty of Blacks, but Andromeda couldn't find hide nor hair of one. Perhaps she was lying.
As she passed a discarded copy of the Prophet - at least one thing hadn't changed in the years she had missed - the headline caught her eye. Picking up the paper, she began to read, eyes widening as she caught sight of her sister's photograph. Fingers running over the image, she tossed the rubbish down and squared her shoulders. Now she knew where to go, the Ministry. Bella would have the answers.
She did not think what would happen if her sister was no longer in the building, how she would contact her then. Surely her name alone would be enough to draw her sister's attention and fill in the blanks.
When she reached the Ministry, the young woman drew up all of her strength and let the mask fall into place. She might be scared, but that was secondary now. She was a Black and nobody would dare touch her.
"Direct me to Bellatrix Lestrange's office." She eyed the attendant. "Please."