Written for the Noble And Most Ancient House of Black! Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed this little snippet! Enjoy!
"Draco?" His mother's voice rang out.
He turned, the diary still in his hands.
Narcissa's eyes widened as she saw what Draco was going through. "What do you think you're doing!" She asked harshly, taking a step towards him.
He scrambled to his feet, clutching the diary to his chest. "Why didn't you tell me?" He croaked out. He still couldn't believe it.
"There's nothing to say Draco." She said softly, reaching out for her diary.
Draco clutched it to him tighter, shaking his head. "You have another sister! I have an Aunt, one that's not insane!" Draco's eyes widened. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked again, this time more softly.
Narcissa sighed. She had no idea Draco would be so upset about Andy… she had figured he was surely following Lucius, and would agree on their beliefs. With another sigh, she sat on the floor, gingerly touching the pictures. "I wasn't allowed too," she said softly.
Draco raised his eyebrow. "Why not?"
"Because, she's considered a blood traitor by our family. Merlin, your father would kill me if he knew about this box." She said, lost in her thoughts.
"Is she dead?" He asked.
Narcissa shook her head. "Andy is very much alive, happily married with a daughter, a few years older than you."
"Why haven't I met her?" He looked down at the pictures. "She looks so nice."
"Because it was forbidden. She married a Muggle Draco, you could only imagine the fury and chaos that created. Andy was my favorite older sister, but after she left…. I've never been the same." Narcissa frowned, a few tears leaking down her face. "I haven't seen Andromeda since the night she was kicked out of the house."
Draco frowned. He had no idea…
Narcissa stood, straightening her dress. "You are to speak of this to no one, understood?" She said, a coldness creeping back into her voice.
"But why don't you try and contact her?" Draco asked softly.
"Because those bridges have been burned." Narcissa said coolly, before storming away.
Draco took one last look at the pictures and hid them in the box. He hid it once more, and made his way down into the halls.
He bumped into his father, who stared down at him. Lucius raised his eyebrow when he noticed his son's sour face. "Is there an issue Draco?"
Draco looked down. "No, not at all," he replied, his hands clenched into fists at his side.