"Lyra! Lyra! LYRA!"
"what the fuck do you want?"
"Get your ass dressed"
"why?"
"Voldemort is coming here did you already forget!?" she looked at me wide-eyed as she remembered her earlier conversation with her mother
"shit! wait does that mean I have to wear a dress?"
"yes, your mother said black is required"
"I don't own an ALL black dress" I groaned rolling my eyes I grabbed her arm and apparated us to my room. hurriedly walking into my closet, larger than the rest in the house per my complaints, also the fact that 99% of the people in this house are terrified of me. I pulled out three dresses with shoes and jewelry to match.
the first outfit was a short simple black dress, with a low v-neck cut. black heels and a simple flowered necklace and earrings. the next was that of a long black dress, the top a tightly fitted bodice with long sleeves made of lace and the bottom was a floor-length sheer material. emerald green heels, necklace and earrings with square emerald stones. the last was a long flowing dress with a plunging neckline to the waist with a simple pair of black stilettos that I had added a gold chain to. I had no jewellery for this outfit. she stared at my look of glee at the many outfits of my wardrobe,
"why are you this way?"
"oh please you knew what you had coming when you entered my bloody room" she rolled her eyes dramatically
"Okay, um I guess I'll go with the second one?" I laughed
"you sure about that"
"yes" she scowled at me
(tbh the lady in this photo is giving me the fucking creeps)
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The Darkest Star
FanfictionA shared story between @Daughter_Of_TheSea and @deadclikkie // COMPLETED! SEQUEL IN PROGRESS!!! // Andromeda wanted nothing less in her life than to be evil. everyone she ever looked up to was a death eater. being the last in line of the house...