I am completely aware that the series was written after the events happened by J.K. Rowling. I'm not sure what year they started in so I will say 1997:)
Disclaimer: If you think I wrote Harry Potter, then how the heck are you even intelligent enough to read this?
Claimer: I came up with this particular story. Enjoy :)
Three months Before Harry Battles Voldemort for the first time.
"Please! We'll give you anything! Just spare our daughter!" The couple cowered but still managed to shield their tiny infant daughter under thier bodies.
"Why should I then? You are ridiculous half-bloods." Lord Voldemort's razor-sharp voice inquired, chilling even the death eaters to their very core. "Respectable, Pure-blood families mating with disgusting Mud-Bloods. Leaving their offspring to be cursed with the fact that their parents are blood traitors ans scum!" Voldemort smashed his fist on the table and shattering a glass plate. Looking down for a moment, he picked some of the glass up and crushed it in his hand letting the glass sand fall to the carpet.
"And now, because of what you've done, I am going to kill you." He said, pointing his wand at the terrified husband and wife. After he ended their lives he turned to leave. A whimper came from the floor.
"Bellatrix, search the room."
"Yes My Lord. What are we looking for?"
"Life" He spat.
Bellatrix and the other Death eaters left to look and Voldemort sat stiffly on the green couch.
He felt a small tug on the hem of his robes. He bent slightly to see a small girl, about a year of age, playing with a flyaway string on his cloths. She looked to be about a year of age, big bright blue eyes, petite features, and short, curly, light blond hair.
Something about this girl made him want to pick her up, so he did. She cuddled up to him obviously unknowing of the fact that he just killed her family and cooed. You can imagine what Bellatrix thought when Voldemort suggested that they adopt a toddler but, she went along with it. What choice did she have really?
"Lauren"
"What My Lord?"
"Her name is Lauren. It means laurel in Latin"
"Oh. Of course."
"Tell the Mallfoys that I want a baby girl nursury set up at headquqrters. From now on, this child is my child and should be treated so. From now on, This child is royalty."