Hi, thanks for choosing to read this story! This is my first story so formatting might be off for awhile. This may seem similar to others that you may have read, but it's not. The first two chapters are short but it gets better. Please review! Thank You! Enjoy!

Chapter 1

VPOV

I walked into the house. It was eerily silent. Not for me - the infamous Dark Lord - but for others it would be. I looked at the stunned body of James Potter laying on the floor. I would have killed him, but the bright green light would have drawn attention from the neighbors. I wanted to take my time and do this right. As I continued up the stairs, I heard a whisper. The stupid mudblood comforting her child. I opened the door. The whispering was silent now, because I stunned her. The only thing left standing in my path to victory, was a little girl. A little girl wrapped in a pink blanket with the most startling green eyes I had ever seen. There was a wisp of hair on the top, jet black like her father's. I prepared my portkey. I raised my wand and spoke the words of the fatal curse.

BOOM. It backfired and I ducked. As it slingshotted around the room I put up a shield, knowing it would do no good against this curse. It broke the mirror, a toy quidditch broom, and cracked the closet door. Finally it broke a window and escaped out into the open. I heard a squeal and momentarily found humor in the dead rodent. Shaking my head I got back on track. I had no time. I grabbed the girl and left with a familiar tug on my navel.

Third person

Across Europe the following day there was chaos. James and Lily Potter furiously sent aurors out to search for their missing daughter. They scoured the countryside desperately searching for the girl destined to save them all. After searching Europe, they continued to Asia and North America. Sirius Black was held captive in the ministry before Arthur Weasley pulled some strings to get him a trial. There was an uproar in the Wizarding World when they realized that the ministry was trying to put an innocent man in Azkaban. Dumbledore sat in his office answering the constant letters that flooded his office, seeking his advice. The highest Ministry officials were lost and needed his advice to keep the Ministry running. After a few weeks, Lily had to return to work as the 1st through 5th year potions professor. Severus Snape covered the upper levels as everyone knew that he was no good with children. A squirrel's family mourned the loss of a member who was killed in a flash of green light shot from a window. Minister Fudge called off the search in a few months and a memorial service was held. Alexa Potter was no more.

At the Dark Lord's Lair.

Bellatrix POV

When the Dark Lord returned from his mission that night, he summoned myself and the Malfoys right away. He held a small bundle and handed it to Narcissa.

"Oh," she gasped. I looked inside and saw a small child.

"Who is it?"

"Alexa Potter, Lucius," The Dark Lord replied. "My curse rebounded because of a silly sacrifice her mother intended to give her."

"Will we keep her?" I finally had the courage to speak up. This was all so strange, the Dark Lord bringing us a baby that he failed to kill.

"I have decided that she will be my heiress, she will be my daughter for all intents and purposes," the Dark Lord declared. He continued "You three will take care of her and will be her main tutors, until she needs better ones."

"Surely she won't need tutors for quite awhile, she can't even walk yet," Lucius replied incredulously.

"Do not question me, I want her to be the best, so we will need to start young."

With that we got to work with making her a room. We started to plan out her education, wardrobe, and everything else you need to be a Dark Lord in training.

The Burrow

Third person

Arthur collapsed onto the couch and let out an exasperated sigh. The past few months had been a nightmare. After Alexa was taken the ministry started falling apart. The Sirius Black trial showed the true loyalties of many Death Eaters. This led to many people being promoted and there were so many job openings. People didn't want to get involved, lest having the Dark Lord go after their family. James was falling apart, and his section of the Auror Department hadn't done anything since the kidnapping. The only good news was that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had not been very active lately.

Molly walked through the door, carrying two bowls of soup.

"How was your day, dear?" she asked as she put the bowls down on the coffee table.

"Rough, James lost it and had to leave before he fired his whole squad." Arthur sighed.

"Just imagine if we had lost one of our children to the Dark Lord," Molly sympathized.

"At least they know she's dead now and they do not have to keep waiting to find out." Arthur pointed out. He remembered how James had received the blanket that Alexa had been taken in all covered in blood. The DNA test had proved it to be hers.

"Eat your soup now before it gets cold," Molly commanded. As Arthur followed her order, he heard a crying from upstairs. Ginny, his youngest child and only daughter had just been born and could not sleep through the night. He wished that he could provide a safer environment for her and her brothers to grow up in.