HP Sapphic November 2022

09/11/22 - Stage

BONSOIR LADS

...hi. This is very late, but it is here. Finally. I've got three ready so far as well as the two that are already done and I've almost finished today's one which is very remarkable. Anygays, here ya go:

Andromeda/Pandora (Idek if this is a ship but I wanted to do something that wasn't lightning era for once and I'm still figuring out marauders era so this is something at least)

"Andromeda Black!"

"Yes, mother?"

"Why are you not ready yet? The dance starts in 10 minutes, and you had better be on stage then or you will regret it." She tried to hit her daughter with her tea towel, but Dromeda dodged it and ran towards the dressing rooms.

It was the day of the ballet concert that her mother had forced her into participating in, and Andromeda was not even dressed yet. True, she had been training for this for about 3 months, but that didn't make her any better of a dancer. She still had no desire to stand on a stage and embarrass herself in front of an audience full of stuck up purebloods. It was even worse that her family were the stuck up purebloods who would criticise her every move.

All the same, she also had no desire to be kicked out of the house at age 15, so she quickly changed into an itchy tutu-like thing with flowers on it and shoes that were probably going to kill her feet 0.3 seconds. After fastening a disgusting floral headpiece onto her hair, she ran towards the hall, entering through the door reserved for dancers that lead backstage.

"Dromeda." Andromeda heard someone call her name. Turning around she realised it was Narcissa, her 13 year old younger sister.

"Hi Cissa," she called back, spotting Narcissa in the wings. Narcissa was in the dance directly before her, so Dromeda knew she had a little time left. She went to stand at the back of the room behind the stage, fidgeting with her costume.

"Hello."

"Cissa, what- Oh, hello." Andromeda turned to realise that it wasn't Narcissa speaking to her again, but a girl around her age. Her hair was a glistening blonde and her eyes were grey, but it felt like there was something deeper beneath the silvery orbs (I'm sorry, okay, I couldn't think of another word). "Sorry, I thought you were my sister."

"That's alright," smiled the girl. "My name is Pandora." She extended her hand for Andromeda to shake, and Andromeda felt a sort of tingly sensation as she made contact with Pandora's skin.

"Hello, Pandora." Andromeda cleared her throat, remembering the stupid pureblood-etiquette classes her mother had forced her and her sisters to take. "Was there any particular reason why you decided to speak to me?" She winced, realising how rude and formal that must have sounded, but it seemed that Pandora didn't care. Andromeda had the feeling that Pandora didn't care about a lot of things, starting with her appearance because there was no way she was supposed to be wearing ombre lavender robes with silver fastenings at her neck and waist.

"No, not really," replied Pandora. "You looked a bit bored and preoccupied at the same time, so I decided to talk to you to take your mind off the fact that we will be performing in 3 minutes."

"Wait, we're on in 3 minutes?" Andromeda asked, suddenly feeling slightly agitated. "I didn't realise. Thanks for telling me." She turned to dash towards the wings, but paused. Looking over her shoulder she said, "Bye Pandora," and Pandora just smiled. 

So that's all for this one. I've got the other ones sitting in my google docs so I'll post them in a sec. Anygays, slay, what did you think? Tbh I think it's really random and messy but idrc.