The Heir of Slytherin

Chapter 1

"She's beautiful, my Lord."

"She's perfect," the dark figure hissed back.

Bellatrix Lestrange held the newborn out for him to take.

"Thank you for choosing me for such an honor, my Lord."

"It was an easy decision, considering your pureblood ancestry and ruthlessness," he chuckled. Voldemort stepped out of the shadows and took the child from its mother. The young Dark Lord stood at the window cradling his daughter in his arms. Looking at her face, he was grateful for how much she looked like Bellatrix. Except for her eyes, he noticed when she first opened them they looked like the slits of a snake but turned into normal looking eyes after a few seconds. He ignored this, as long as they looked normal most of the time it did not concern him.

"She'll look like her pureblood, well-known ancestors. She will be the most powerful witch of her time. And she will spread fear into all with me in due time." He whispered to himself glancing out the window at the torrential thunderstorm. The future of all evil being born during this kind of weather seemed like a glimpse into the torment his daughter would cause in her future. It made her father proud. Turning back to his loyal follower he proclaimed, "My heir! She is destined for great things. But one thing must be done first."

He handed the sleeping infant back to her mother and took out his wand. Bellatrix removed the child's left arm from the blankets that were swaddling her. "Let everyone know she is my child and is a force to beware of!" He grinned as he touched her forearm with the tip of his wand. Instantly an image was imbedded into her skin, a mark, His mark. There was just one difference to signify her superiority to his followers; her mark had a crown bestowed upon the head of the skull to say she is their princess now and their queen to come.

"There, now she is perfect. All I ask is that she maintains your last name of Lestrange, when the time comes her last name won't even matter anymore; so Lestrange will be a safer name for her for now. As for her first name you are free to call her what you like. Any name she has will be known world-wide." At that he signaled for another Death Eater, Bellatrix's sister Narcissa, to come in and care for the child whilst Bellatrix slept. Narcissa entered hesitantly, wanting to please her Lord but was also envious that her sister was chosen for this and not herself.

"We must protect this child with our lives for she is the future of evil" he remarked before handing his heir over to her and exiting the room. Narcissa sat down at the end of her sister's bed cooing to try and settle the baby who was stirring in her sleep. "And what are we to call our future leader," she asked as Bellatrix settled against the pillows.

"Her name is Allestera" Bellatrix muttered before pulling the covers over her shoulders and drifting off into much needed deep sleep.