Okay, he it is, the rewritten version. I hope you enjoy it as much as it bored me to write it, which let me tell you, I was immensely bored. This is not beta'ed yet, but it will be soon. I have a new Beta.
Beta Penname: Sparkly Emerald.
Warning: Slash! This is slash! But it's later on so this is the only time I'm putting up this warning until it comes up.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor any of its characters, I'll never own any of it, but I do own your attention. If only for a little while.
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Child of the Dark: Prologue
I was when Bellatrix was in Azkaban that she discovered that she was pregnant and it left her terrified for the life of her baby. Had she known that she was pregnant, she would never have acted to recklessly endangering herself and her child because even though she hadn't met the life that was growing inside of her, yet. She already loved it.
The moment she found out she was pregnant she loved her child. She imagined it was a boy, and tried to picture what he would looked like, what he would sound like... and no matter what she imagined, he was always perfect in her mind.
Though few knew it, Bella was not insane, lest you include her love of torture. Sure she was crazy beyond help, but not mad or insane. But it was the simple fact that she was not insane that left her dreading what the future held for her child, a future she would not be a part of so long as she was in Azkaban.
And though the very thought of not being a part of her son's life was like a red hot stabbing pain in her heart, she would do anything to ensure the survival of her child. And so it was with that in mind, that she made the most difficult decision that a mother could ever make… she decided she would give up her child, to what was sure to be a light family, in hope that he would be taken care of and loved by whomever was privileged enough to be given her son.
-.-
The next day, she waited until the Auror came around to check on the prisoners. Needing to catch his attention she called out to him over and over until he finally stopped.
Turning around to face her with a sneer of disgust and annoyance on his face he snapped out "WHAT!?"
Taking a deep breath stopping herself from snapping back at him she began "I'm sorry, but… I… I just found out that I'm pregnant and I need to speak to Dumbledore about the matter. I can't raise my child in Azkaban, so I want to discuss him taking my child and raising it." She said loud enough for the Auror to hear, but still gently so that the Auror wouldn't take challenged. She figured if she played her cards right and was respectful and compliant, things might go marginally better.
The Auror looked at her disbelievingly. "Yeah, right! I'm not stupid you crazy wench, I know what a pregnant person looks like." He said; his voice laced with superiority and disgust.
She bit back an acerbic remark and forced herself to remain respectful to the idiotic Auror; she was a pureblood woman after all. She learned from a young age how to keep her composure and play any role she needed to in order to make it in the cut throat world that was the pureblood society. And at this moment her pride was the least of her worries.
Taking a deep breath she responded in the same polite and gentle tone she used before. "Sit, I wasn't trying to disrespect you and I'm not calling you stupid, but I know I'm pregnant because I can feel my child's magic, so please… I'm begging you, inform Dumbledore of my situation. You know as well as I that he would never let and innocent child suffer the fate that will befall my child if he is born in this place." As she finished her tone took on a nearly undetectable hint of anxiousness and worry.
She would have stopped there, but she could see doubt and hesitation in his eyes, so she tried again, suppressing her growing anxiety she said in as calm a voice as she could manage. "Even if you don't believe me, could you leave here with a clear conscious, knowing that there was the possibility that you let an innocent child be born in Azkaban because you didn't seek confirmation of whether I'm pregnant, or not? Please?" She asked, manipulating the situation to her advantage by using his own feelings of superiority again him, while using the same tone she had used the entire conversation.
He nodded stiffly "Fine!" He spat, obviously still doubtful and suspicious, storming off to relay the message she could only hope it would reach Dumbledore before it was too late.
This has to work! I can't let my child die in here…Please Lady Magic, Please, let this work! She sent up a silent pray as she watched the Auror walk away.
-.-
It was later that evening, far sooner than Bellatrix imagined, when she received a visit from Dumbledore and an accompanying three Aurors and mediwitch.
Dumbledore looked at her with sorrow filled blue eyes "Hello, Mrs. Lestrange." His voice was filled with the sadness expressed in his eyes, "I received an alarming message and came as quickly as I could. Would you be willing to tell me the situation in your own words?"
Bellatrix nodded.
I recently discovered that I am pregnant.
I… I never would have suspected that I was pregnant. I noticed that I had gained weight, had mood swings and I felt sick; frequently throwing up, but I was told long ago that I would never be able to have a child, so the though never crossed my mind, but now that I know… I know that the best option for my son is to give him up. I know that I cannot raise my child in here; I want him to be safe and happy and that could never be so if he was in here.
All I ask is that you take my child when he is born and give him to a family that will take care of him. Please!? At this moment, I am simply a mother asking for the safey of her child. Please…" Her tone changed from calm to a whispered plea, she didn't know what she would do if he didn't agree.
This was by far the most difficult thing she had ever done in her entire life… deciding to give up her child was one thing, but no magical or physical torture could compare to how much pain it cause her to make actual plans to give up her child.
The very thought of it tore her heart to shreds and even though she had told herself she would not cry, by the end of her speech she could feel the hot tears running down her cheeks and she knew her tear filled brown eyes shown with desperation and a plea for help when she made eye contact with Dumbledore.
Dumbledore nodded in understanding and said in a stern, but gentle tone "Mrs. Lestrange, I ask that you remain still while we open your cell, to allow the mediwitch to run a scan on you."
When she nodded one of the Aurors stepped forward and unlocked the door, then continued into the cell followed by the other two Aurors, Dumbledore, and the mediwitch, respectively.
-.-
When all was said and done, Bellatrix was led from her cell to the Floo Access point and taken straight to St. Mungo's.
(Time skip)
Approximately Six Months Later:
After Bellatrix gave birth to her baby boy she named him Adrien Donahue Corvin Lestrange since she had been given the right to name her son by Dumbledore months earlier.
Although she was exhausted she refused to rest until they took her son away. She knew that every moment spent with him was precious and also knew that it would be a long time before she saw him again. Looking down at her son lovingly; tears began to flow from her eyes as they had many times before, since this ordeal began.
When a few tears fell onto Adrien's face it woke him from his peaceful slumber, and he gazed up at his mother with unnaturally focused eyes for a newborn and Bella gasped.
It was the first time she had seen her son's eyes and to her they were beautiful. They were heterochromatic, one being an icy blue, clear as crystal and the other being an emerald green, that shown like the gem itself.
It didn't concern her that his eyes were different because the mediwitch that had checked over her son said that he was perfectly healthy, so all she felt was awe.
In her eyes her son was the most beautiful being she had ever laid eyes on. Bellatrix could see the resemblance to herself and Rodolphus in his features, but as a whole he had a look all to himself.
Bella smiled at her son when his tiny hand reached towards her and she held him closer. "My beautiful baby boy…" she whispered into his tiny ear "Mummy loves you so much. She has loved you since the moment she discovered you."
She gentle nuzzled his cheek with her nose still smiling, then kissed his forehead, looking at her son, she didn't know how she could give him up, he was everything she imagined and more and she didn't think she would survive it if she lost him.
Bella looked at her son with a sad smile and said in a gentle voice "Never forget how much mummy loves you… Never forget…" She repeated, when she saw the nurses coming to take her son away. She prayed to Magic that she would see her son again as she handed him over and watched the nurse carry him away until they were out of sight…
Once they were gone she broke down, in a way she never had before; curling into herself, she cried.
-.-
A few days after Bellatrix had given birth to her son; she was released from St. Mungo's and sent back to Azkaban. To the cell she had resided before discovering she was pregnant. She felt broken from the loss of her child for a while, but one day she decided it was time to stop crying… she decided she need to be strong.
And it was as she sat in her cell that she swore to herself that she would make it through this. It was with the hope that she might one day be free of this hell hole and be reunited with her son that kept her strong and determined enough to resist the Dementors so that she could remain sane.
On that note, it was what kept Rodolphus sane, too. When he overheard her telling the Auror that had come by to check on the prisoners that day that she was pregnant he had been shocked. He and his wife had believed that Bellatrix was unable to bear children and though they mourned the fact that they would never have a child of their own, they accepted it. So to find out that she was pregnant… of course he was shocked and overjoyed.
But when he came out of his shock he was filled with a new fire, a burning desire to stay strong and see his son. And if the day came that he could see his child, he didn't want to be insane.
It was with those thoughts that the two of them managed to withstand the torture, minds intact, until the dark lord and the death eaters that were not in Azkaban attacked the prison and managed a mass break out.
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Meanings of Harry's name: Adrien(Dark one) Donahue(Dark Fighter) Corvin(Crow) Lestrange. I like this name because they all have meaning. I'm also giving Adrien the nickname Aysel(Moonlight). The reason behind this: Hadrian was what kept Bellatrix sane when all odd were against her; Hadrian was her light in the darkness. Same Applies to Rodolphus, but his nickname for him will be Kiran(Beam of Light).
AN: Okay, so this is the rewrite. It's not much different, but hopefully it's better. I hope you like it, and look forward to the new chapter. It will be coming, soon. Like a max of a few weeks. I'll dedicate some portion of my time to making chapter 2.
Review, tell me what you think. Hope you like it so far.
