"I'm going to do this." He nods. "By the end of this year, you, Andromeda Black, will have hooked up with someone. I will call it, 'the hookup plan'."
My full name coming from his lips makes me want to throw up. I think- something stirs in my stomach when I hear it. I can't quite place what it is. My cheeks redden, my entire body is hot, but not from the name, these symptoms come as I think about his offer.
By the end of this year, I, Andromeda Therese Black, will have hooked up with someone and I am fucking terrified. By the end of this year, I, Andy, will have faced my greatest fear. By the end of this year, I, the Baby of the Malfoy-Black twins, the princess of the Malfoy-Black family, will have done something I have only read about in my books, watched in movies, watched in other places I'm not too proud to admit. Only heard of, only perceived, never even been close too, never even kissed, barely hugged, and I am fucking terrified.
But am I going to admit to my greatest enemy, my nemesis of four years, the only person in this world I'd rather die than tell my fears, that I am scared of a teenage rite of passage? That I am terrified of something so simple? That something he has done, something he has mastered, something he is much better than me at, makes me bite my nails, when he already knows I am inexperienced?
Hell fucking no.
So I smile. "Challenge accepted."
Oh, gods, please have mercy.
*・῾ ᵎ⌇ ⁺◦ 💘 ✧.*
IN WHICH
Theodore Nott and Andromeda Therese Black are sworn enemies.
Despite her brother Draco's friendship with the boy, Andromeda's hatred for him withholds the test of time.
It is in her 7th and final year of Hogwarts that Theodore confronts Andromeda about never having hooked up with anyone.
Theodore, in a stroke of gods know what, agrees to help her hookup before she graduates.
Andromeda, terrified, knowing this is a horrible idea, and absolutely wanting to say no, says yes.
The hookup plan.
"Help me my daughter. Help your father survive." My father's distorted form in the air spoke to me.
"NO!" Thirteen year old me shrieked at the cloud shaped form of my biological father. "Tom and Matt will be here soon." I threatened him. My voice was firm but I was so scared inside and it felt like he could see the war raging inside me. Do I give in to him? He is my father after all. It isn't his fault he lost to a baby and left us with Rodolphus. My blood boiled at the thought of him.
His face twisted into a cruel smirk which confirmed my decision. I will not help him come back to life. Panic planted a seed in my chest. "Your dear older brothers are in a deep slumber my precious daughter. I could have asked them for this task but you have always been my favourite, even as a baby." My stomach curled at listening his voice. Even though I knew he couldn't hurt me right now it still didn't calm the storms of fear brewing in my chest.
"Never." My voice was low but firm. I was proud of myself for controlling the tremble in my voice.
"Eh? Never you say? You will regret that little Alexia. I hear you made friends with a girl. I shall see if her will power is as strong as yours." With that his figure whooshed away and I was left alone with my thoughts. The seed blossomed into a full blown tree and squeezed my lungs until there was no air left to breathe.
They thought they could have a normal life. The past belongs in the past. Right? But they have demons in their past and their future. No matter how much they repress them, they would always haunt them. After all the heirs to The Dark Lord don't get to have a normal life. No rest for the wicked.