The Dead Lady

by Stan.to.the.death

The life of Bathilda Bagshot. Orphaned, this well-known historian in the wizarding world did not have an easy start to life. Her talents for History of Magic were evident from the early stages of her education. This story is interesting and a well-written read (I hope!) Note: mild triggers in chapters 2 & 3. Disclaimer: I do not own the books on which it is based. T for violence.

1. The Start

Hi, hope you enjoy this story. As said in the description, this contains minor triggers early on, so if this may affect you please READ CHAPTER 1 then SKIP TO CHAPTER 4 (which, incidentally, is currently non-existent. Sorry. But it will be at some point!)

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The Dead Lady
1 – The Start

The baby lay out in the cold.

Where were its parents?

It was sleeping quietly. Then the cold became unbearable and it opened its eyes, then its mouth as it started to cry. Her wailing pierced the silent night, but her parents never came.

It was New Years Eve, and a blanket of snow lay on the icy ground, and she was only a few days old. She would surely die if someone didn't come soon.

But no one heard her cries
And no one came for her.

At the graveyard in Godric's Hollow, in an alcove around the side of the church, she cried herself to sleep. She cried herself into an everlasting darkness.

It was not a place usually visited at a happy time like this, when people were preoccupied with getting drunk in blaring club or pubs, or else making idol chat at private parties in warm homes, or blacked out at the side of the street. But as the baby girl drifted into an oblivion which she could not be rescued from, someone saw her.

The kind elderly lady held her in her coat and took her to the Muggle police, but the baby was claimed by no one.

The police were talking quietly about social services and care homes, but the elderly woman picked her up, and took her home, casting a silent Confundus Charm on the guards outside the station.