N/A: This is a new story about The Lestrange family and their OC daughter. I decided to make short chapters so I can post a new chapter every day. :) Hope you enjoy it!
3rd December 1975
Kali Black Lestrange was born at midnight. Bellatrix Lestrange's screams were all you could hear in the big mansion. She blamed Rodolphus for this, she blamed him for the sickness, for her body modifications, for not being able to serve the Dark Lord, and now she was blaming him for this pain. She was glad he wasn't in the room with her, otherwise she didn't think she would be able to restrain herself from harming him.
She let out a cry once again, and again. Since her mother was in France and couldn't make it in time, her sister Narcissa was the one by her side. But instead of helping, she was trying really hard not to faint. Bellatrix rolled her eyes, she was going to have to handle her pain and her sister. Talk about help.
"She's almost here." The healer said. "Come on, mommy, push it out!"
Frowning for being called mommy, Bellatrix pushed the baby away from her with all her strength. For eight hours she was in labour, it was time for this little annoyance to get the hell out. She growled and push it harder. The sound of a baby crying indicated that her torment was over.
The healer hold the little baby and smiled before giving it to Bellatrix. It was all dirty and covered in blood. Very disgusting. Bellatrix gave it back to the Healer without a smile and allowed her eyes to close.
When she woke up, Narcissa was sitting in an armchair next to her, holding the baby. When she saw that Bellatrix was awake, she gave the baby – all cleaned up this time – back to her sister.
"It's a beautiful girl." Narcissa said. "How are you going to name her?"
"Kali." Kali means the black one.
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