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She looked up at the robed man that was looming over her. A tear dropped from her eye and she hugged the bundle of blankets that held her only child closer to her. The man held out a long, white hand. "Veata, give me the child." His voice slithered around her and the child smiled. She didn't move. "Veata…" He stepped closer, physically pushing his demand.

"You don't even know her name…" She whispered.

"You named her?"

She looked up at the man. "Like all mothers do."

"That's why you can't give her to me…"

"I can't give her to you, not after all you've done!"

"You cannot give a father his daughter?"

"You'll kill her!"

He bent down and pulled her face up to look at his. "I need her." He stared into the woman's crying eyes. "Veata, I do not wish to kill you, you have been far too loyal to me."

Veata's eyes glared at him. "I will not let a murderer take my child from me!" She screamed.

The man stood up, withdrawing his wand from his robes as he did. "Goodbye Veata… Avada Kedavra…" A flash of green light surrounded Veata and she fell sideways, the baby now crying in fear. The man walked forward and picked up the child. He looked into her small, brown eyes and smiled. "Do not cry my little Chandani, daddy is here…" The baby stopped crying and continued staring at her father.

The night was cold as Lord Voldemort glided through the gates to the Malfoy's mansion. He had plans that must be fulfilled. He knew the Malfoy's had felt him coming, the candles on the first floor had all flickered and sprung to life as he neared the stairs. He let himself through the door and into the dining room of the mansion. Narcissa and Lucious rose when he reached the room. Voldemort slowly pulled a bundle from beneath his robes and cautiously laid it on the table. It moved and the blanket moved to reveal the shining eyes of a baby girl.

Narcissa's eyes grew wide, in terror and in excitement. Lucious' brow furrowed and he looked at the dark wizard standing before him. "Is this?" He asked.

"This, my fickle friend, is Chandani… my daughter."

Narcissa moved to pick the little girl up but stopped. "May I… sir?"

He nodded.

Narcissa's fingers grasped the small child and she picked her up and pulled her towards her chest. "She's so tiny!" She whispered.

"She's only four months old. Her birthday is July 31st. Her full name is Chandani Elizabeth Martin. The ministry knows her mother, but not her father. It will stay that way."

Chandani let out a whimper and Narcissa moved to hand her to Voldemort.

"Hush Dani, Narcissa is your new mother."

Dani immediately quieted and looked up at Narcissa. "She… she's different isn't she?"

Voldemort nodded.

"How? Why?" Lucious nervously asked.

"Your high status will not be lost, Lucious. Dani will most likely bring your family great pride." He paused and took the baby from Narcissa. Dani smiled and cuddled closer to her father. "She has the most acute senses of any child anyone has ever seen. Her fingers, you felt them, they pulse, she will not need a wand, but I warn you, make her use it, she will be thought of as evil in school if she doesn't, there is more, but we do not know yet." Voldemort looked down at the child in his arms; she was sleeping, content where she was. "Goodbye for now, Dani, behave yourself…" He whispered.

Without another glance at the child, he handed her to Narcissa. "If anything happens to her, the both of you will personally pay for it." He paused, then turned on the spot and disappeared. The Malfoys looked at each other in fear.

The wizarding world was shocked with the news of the Malfoy's supposed adoption. Witches gossiped over it at coffee shops around London. While Narcissa was shopping with Dani in her arms, the women whispered around her. Lucious got little question at work, for the ministry had little time to worry about the small detail of a suspicious adoption. The ministry had an evil wizard at large and had no ways of stopping the destruction he was causing.

There were no visits from Voldemort to the Malfoy's mansion to see his daughter or the two caretakers. He had world domination at hand. He could feel it; it was so close, yet so far away. Dani was restless during the nights when Lucious was called to duty. She could feel her father's call, even though she was so young.
Two years after Dani was given to them, the Malfoy's had a son of their own; Draco was a well behaved little boy who had curiosity about his older sister. Dani was just as curious but behaved around him, she knew that he was unsure of her pulsing finger tips.

The four months that went by between Draco's birth and Halloween were plagued by raging fits from Dani, who could now talk a decent amount. She wailed for her father, saying he can't go there, and wherever "there" was, it was a bad, bad place. She seemed to never leave the place in the dining room where he had last stood.

Then on Halloween night of 1981, Dani was more restless than she had ever been before. Her high pitched screaming and wailing awoke everyone on the street and got Draco to scream and cry also.

Then late in the night, she stopped. Narcissa ran into the dining room with the sinking feeling that she knew what had just happened. Dani turned around, tears streaking her face.

"Dani, are you alright?" She whispered as she picked the child up.

"Daddy's gone…" She whispered back. She held onto Narcissa as strong as she could.

The next morning the Daily Prophet owl confirmed the news. Lord Voldemort had been vanquished the night before. He had tried to kill Harry Potter but could not. Lucious was a mess that morning, he kicked Dobby around the house, making sure all of the Dark Lord's possessions were well hidden for when the Ministry came to his door.