Another one from fanfic 100
-Val
082. If
If Bellatrix had a son, she'd scream, yell and curse through labor. She'd call Rodolphus every name in the book, till the little one took its first breaths of fresh air. She'd hand him over to Rodolphus to look. He'd exhale cigar smoke above her perspiring head and nod. She'd then hand the baby to the midwife and go to sleep.
She wouldn't know it and no- she wouldn't care. Rodolphus may play with it every now and then, but leave the messy bits up to the house elves. The minute he was old enough to carry a wand his parents would teach it to duel and to perform dark magic, it would be in the Slytherin House and wear green, silver and black. She'd give him food, shelter and clothes on his back, but he'd know no love.
Then when the Dark Lord would demand his service, she'd gladly hand him over.