The relationship between my father and I has definitely changed over the past few years. When I was a little girl, my father and I had a loving repoire with one another, now our relationship and cold and distant. I know he still loves me, but I wish he would show more affection.
Unlike the relationship I have with my father, my mother and I are very close. During my Beauxbatons years, she would visit me once a month to spend some mother-daughter time with me. On the weekends we'd go shopping in the wizarding village of Cannes, and have breakfast at a riviera. When I transferred to Hogwarts during my sixth year, my mother was very supportive and helpful on what to expect from Slytherin House.
Draco is my older brother who I seldom get a long with. We're both our parents' pride and joy, and stand-out's in our house which causes us to butt-heads a lot. Although we may seem like we hate each other, we love each other deep-down (deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, down.)
I met my cousin Nymphadora Tonks in the summer of 1996 through my best friend Saffy. Saffy had introduced us at her parents' christmas party, and we immediately struck up a friendship. I appreciated that Tonks, although an adult, was interested in having fun; she taught me how to check if a door had an Imperturbable Charm on it by flicking Dungbombs at it, and entertained Saffy, Ginny, Hermione and I by displaying her Metamorphmagus abilities, during dinner.
Although we were cousins, I had to take extra precautions when visting her, in fear of Auntie Bella finding out. Auntie Bella, being the blood supremacists that she was, wanted Tonks dead more than Lord Voldemort wanted Harry Potter. In all honesty, it was quite scary sneeking around, but it I felt it was worth it. Tonks was one of the few family members that I actually got a long with and her presence made my life more bearable.
My aunt Bellatrix scares the life of out me (as she does for other people.) There was a time when she was actually decent, but those times are long gone. She's starting to grow suspcious of me, tracking my every move and whom I associate with. It's gotten to a point where she actually tried to use the Cruciatus Curse on me for information, but luckily my mum showed up. I swear, the woman is completely obsessed with blood purity, and it's quite terrifying.