"Stargazing," Bellatrix/Andromeda, PG
Title: Stargazing
Character(s): Bellatrix/Andromeda
Prompt: supernova (at 7spells)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 266
Summary: Professor Vablatsky says destiny is written in the heavens. Andromeda wonders what her distant galaxy means.
Warnings: Incest, but very mild
Notes: This has very little to do with the monthly challenge; I wrote it just because. Challenge fic will appear at a later date. :)
"There's mine," says Bella, pointing out a tiny pinprick of silver against the cerulean of the domed ceiling. You can't see the real stars at Grimmauld Place; the lights of Muggle London shine too brightly. It makes Andromeda miss their other house, the one in the country with the fresh air and sparkling nights.
"In Orion," Bella continues, as if Andromeda had somehow missed the rather obvious fact that Bella's namesake star graced their uncle's constellation.
"And mine?" Andromeda asks.
"It's a whole other galaxy," says Bella. "I don't even know if it's on here. It's pretty far away, you know."
Andromeda doesn't know how Bella always manages it--always finds a way to make her feel like she somehow doesn't belong quite like Bella does. Professor Vablatsky says destiny is written in the heavens. Andromeda wonders what her distant galaxy means.
"Daddy told me there are two kinds of stars," says Bellatrix. "There's the sort that aren't very bright, you see, and they never do anything remarkable all their lives, and then they don't even die properly. They just sort of fade out, slowly, until they're gone."
"And the other sort?"
"They're the biggest and the brightest, the other sort, and when their time comes, they go out in a big explosion." Bella's cheeks are glowing; Andromeda sees ambition there, a determination to blaze her own path across the skies and leave the world as spectacularly as she had lived.
"You're the second sort," Andromeda guessed.
"And you?"
Andromeda isn't sure, but when Bella leans in to kiss her, she thinks she has an idea.
Character(s): Bellatrix/Andromeda
Prompt: supernova (at 7spells)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 266
Summary: Professor Vablatsky says destiny is written in the heavens. Andromeda wonders what her distant galaxy means.
Warnings: Incest, but very mild
Notes: This has very little to do with the monthly challenge; I wrote it just because. Challenge fic will appear at a later date. :)
"There's mine," says Bella, pointing out a tiny pinprick of silver against the cerulean of the domed ceiling. You can't see the real stars at Grimmauld Place; the lights of Muggle London shine too brightly. It makes Andromeda miss their other house, the one in the country with the fresh air and sparkling nights.
"In Orion," Bella continues, as if Andromeda had somehow missed the rather obvious fact that Bella's namesake star graced their uncle's constellation.
"And mine?" Andromeda asks.
"It's a whole other galaxy," says Bella. "I don't even know if it's on here. It's pretty far away, you know."
Andromeda doesn't know how Bella always manages it--always finds a way to make her feel like she somehow doesn't belong quite like Bella does. Professor Vablatsky says destiny is written in the heavens. Andromeda wonders what her distant galaxy means.
"Daddy told me there are two kinds of stars," says Bellatrix. "There's the sort that aren't very bright, you see, and they never do anything remarkable all their lives, and then they don't even die properly. They just sort of fade out, slowly, until they're gone."
"And the other sort?"
"They're the biggest and the brightest, the other sort, and when their time comes, they go out in a big explosion." Bella's cheeks are glowing; Andromeda sees ambition there, a determination to blaze her own path across the skies and leave the world as spectacularly as she had lived.
"You're the second sort," Andromeda guessed.
"And you?"
Andromeda isn't sure, but when Bella leans in to kiss her, she thinks she has an idea.