It's not exactly a memory of my own, but it almost could be. My mother has told me the story so many times I can almost believe I remembered it happening myself, but I couldn't have. I was only 3 days old and really, no one remembers much about their life from when they were that old. To be honest there isn't really much of significance to remember. You eat; you sleep, and get cooed at by old people...
You also get named. Which is the only thing I "remember" from when I was really small. Of course my mother told me other stories, like how I threw up on Yaxley's couch and bit that pesky Alecto Carrow's finger, but I never held them in such high regard as I did the story about how I came to be Andromeda Black Lestrange.
My name came as a shock to the Black Family. It really did, Grandma cried and Grandpapa yelled and threw things. You see, long ago, before I was even thought of (not that I ever was actually "thought of" as such, but that's another story...) my mother had a sister by the name of Andromeda, who was disowned for marrying a Mudblood and burnt off the family tapestry. As much as my stubborn mother hated to admit it, she had loved Andromeda, she had loved her little sister more than she ever imagined possible and once she left her, once her dear little sister who she would die for in a heartbeat left her, her heart was broken. How could she ever love someone, care for someone with that much intensity ever again? She managed to convince herself that the answer to that question was that she couldn't. No one would fill that gap that her sister made all those years ago.
Then I came along, and I filled the gap, not completely, you understand, nothing but her sister could do that, but I came damn near close and took over the rest of her heart in the process. I know what you're all thinking "how could the infamous Bellatrix Lestrange, the Dark Lord's most loyal and devoted follower, love a tiny squirming little baby? To be completely honest with you, I have no idea. Really, I don't. But she did and when asked what I was to be called she, without thinking, said Andromeda, because I helped fill the gap, I was the first person after her sister that she ever truly loved.
When asked by her father to "explain her goddamned self!" she just said that there needed to be at least one decent Andromeda in the family, someone who would drag that name back out of the gutter and into the shining light of the Black family tree and the pureblood name. Holding her chin high, she also stated that if they didn't agree with Andromeda, she would call me Tibby and be done with it. I think that's what persuaded them, really.

Thanks for reading I have never written fanfiction before so reviews are much appreciated! Please and thank you.
This also doesn't have any set length or anything, I'm just going to write chapters as the ideas come to me. Also if you have any ideas for memories you want me to write about please share x