7th march 1989
London
Dear mrs. Malfoy
I have been pondering this letter for weeks, trying to decide what to write, how to take contact with you. At last I decided it wouldn't really matter. I do not even know whether you are even aware of my existence, and in that case if you are aware of what happened to me. Even less do I know whether you will want to have any contact with me. My name is Emma Lestrange and I am your niece.
After the imprisonment of my parents it was decided that I would be better of in a muggle family where no one knew my true identity. I was never supposed to gain knowledge of it myself, but coincidence has it I'm a spitting image of my mother and after finding your- our- world almost a year ago, it didn't take me long to find an old wanted poster of her while trying to gain knowledge of recent wizarding history. My return has been kept very quiet and there is only a handful of people aware that the Lestranges have an heir. I would ask of you to keep it to yourself, but I would also be very happy to meet you. You're the closest family I have and while researching family trees I found out I have a cousin my own age, and I do hope you will at least tell him that I exist. I hope that you will give me a chance, no matter your opinion of my parents.
I am sorry to throw this upon you so suddenly, but finding out I have a real magical family is too great to be ignored. Even though parts of the family is insane. I hope to hear from you, but understand if you'd rather not have your family associated with me.
Respectfully yours
Emma Lestrange
Narcissa stared at the letter in her hand for a very long time. Bellatrix's daughter had returned to the wizarding world.
AN: This is more of a plot bunny that wouldn't leave me alone, but also a possible beginning to a very long fic that I'm planning but might never finish..
