Hi :) this is my first fanfiction ever, so help is greatly appreciated. Enjoy :)
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling
The cloaked figure walked into the little girl's green and silver bedroom, the one-month old sleeping soundly in her extravagant crib. This would be her last night here, though, and the figure hesitated at that thought. Am I doing the right thing? wondering as she walked nearer to the crib. Scooping up the sleeping bundle, she sighed, brushed her black hair back and kissed the baby's forehead. "This is for the best…Isabelle."