Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any of the characters in it, except for the ones from the depths of my cranium.
A/N: First time writing a fanfiction. Hope I do good. :D
"Who are you, and what in the bloody hell are you doing here?!" Bellatrix shouted at the girl, resembling her in her younger years.
"Well, I'm your daughter, mum." She said in a quiet voice, feeling her heart rise up into her throat.
Bellatrix drew out her hand, and prepared for attacking. "What do you mean, silly girl? I do not have a daughter. Don't you think I'd remember if I did? Now stop trying to play me for a fool, and tell me who in the hell you are!"
"I am Seraphine Rose Lestrange." Sera said, feeling more and more confident by the second. "My father is Benjamin Harx. My mother is Bellatrix Lestrange."
Bellatrix let out a gasp and she turned ghostly white. "Benjie?" She whispered. "My god, you are my daughter…" She dropped her wand, and fell to the floor, going into shock.
"Seraphine, what brings you here?"
"Father has been killed." Sera said, barely above a whisper.
"Benjie is dead? I haven't seen him since you were born…." Bellatrix said, sitting on the ground tugging at her dress. She had gone back to her normal self. "So, that's why you've come here? What do you expect me to do? Pull you into my arms and let you cry to mummy? Dearie, I may biologically be your mum, but I'm not fit to be one. I was once, but not now." She finished with a sigh.
"I don't expect you to be a mother. You haven't been one for 16 and a half years." Sera snapped. Bellatrix let out a hysteric fit of cackles.
"Now you're showing signs of being my daughter!" she said in between cackles, "So, are you going to come inside, or just sit outside and wait for your fairy godmother?" Sera shook her head, and followed her mother inside.
A/N: Maybe Sera will soften Bellatrix up! Who knows? Review for the next chapter! Give me your honest opinion. Try not to make me cry too much. P: