Chapter 1: Recollections of a Dark Lord

The Dark Lord, Voldemort, sat at the end of a long table. He sat with his followers, who were giving their reports, but Voldemort wasn't listening. He was busy thinking of how his daughter would be turning seventeen on Halloween of this year. He had not had a chance to see her grow up, she had been kidnapped by the Order right after her birth. She had been born the same year as Harry Potter, but only a couple months after him. Voldemort wondered who she was today, or even if she was alive.

"My Lord?" a blacked robed figure called out. The figure had obviously been giving a report and had finished, but Voldemort had been thinking about his daughter.

"Yes, McNair?"

"Er, are you alright, m'lord? You seem distracted and we're very worried."

"I'm fine, McNair!" Voldemort snapped. He then stood up and said, "This meeting is postponed for now. I do not want to be disturbed. If anyone bothers me, you'll feel my wrath." He then left the room, his followers watching him as he left with worried faces.

Voldemort got to his bedchambers and sat in an armchair by the fire. He couldn't get the one little girl off his mind. 'She would be coming into her powers this year. She'd have all the powers she's suppose to get. I wonder what gifts she'd have. Premonitions? Telekinesis? Telepathy? Levitation? All the possibilities, but I'll never know because of the old fool, Dumbledore taking her away.'

--Flashback--

"My Lord! My Lord! Come quickly!" a blonde woman yelled.

"What is it, Narcissa? Why are you disturbing the Dark Lord this late?" another woman, black haired this time, said as she came out of her room.

"Bella, her water broke! It wasn't supposed to happen for another two months! She's frantic and won't calm down until the Dark Lord is with her."

"MY LORD!! MY LORD!! COME QUICKLY!!" Bella ran off towards the Dark Lord's bedchambers.

"Bella, what is the meaning of this?! How dare y--"

"My Lord, her water broke! Cissa told me and I came here right away! She's frantic and won't calm down unless you're there!"

With that said, the Dark Lord immediately donned his robe and took off, Bella right behind him. They came to where Narcissa was waiting and she led them to a different room. In a bed, looking like she was in extreme pain, was Alecto Carrow. Around her was James Nott, a doctor at St. Mungo's, Amycus Carrow, Alecto's brother, and Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa's husband.

"GOD! GET IT OUT OF ME!! NOW!!" Alecto screamed at the top of her lungs. She was yelling through tears.

"Alecto, calm down! Please! You'll hurt the child if you carry on like this!" Nott said. He then turned when he heard the door, "My Lord, we can't calm her down. We don't know what to do to calm her down and she'll hurt the child if she doesn't. It's bad enough that the child is premature."

"Lucius, Amycus, out!….. Alecto, calm down. You don't want to hurt the child, do you? I'll be very displeased if it is hurt." Voldemort said calmly, causing Alecto to calm down as well.

"I'm sorry, M'Lord. It's just so bloody painful!"

"It's okay, dear, it's okay. Just give one really big push when Nott says to, okay? It'll all be over after that push." Bella said soothingly.

"Alecto, you have to start pushing now. I'll tell you when that one push is." Nott added.

He got a nod from Alecto in response.

Ten minutes later Nott was holding a little girl, who had been named Genevieve. He called for his Lord to come in and see. Voldemort came in and immediately knew that something was going to happen. It seemed that whenever there was a happy moment in his life, it was ruined by Dumbledore…… Speaking of the devil….

BANG!

"I want the child alive! Kill any who gets in your way!" the voice was that of Alastor Moody.

"Moody, take your men to search the manor for Death Eaters, we'll get the child." Dumbledore's voice rang loud.

The door burst open and Dumbledore walked in. He was followed by James Potter, Andromeda Tonks, Kingsley Shacklebolt, and a few others. James and Andromeda took down Nott and Narcissa, leaving Bella and Voldemort to guard Alecto and the baby. Kinglsey came around and knocked Bella unconscious, while Dumbledore started dueling with Voldemort. Andromeda ran towards Alecto and said, "Imperio!"

'Hand me the child, Alecto.'

'NO! You can't have my baby!'

'Give her to me!'

'NO!'

'NOW!'

Alecto then handed the baby over and felt the Imperius lift. She looked around to find the baby in Andromeda's arms, who was running from the room.

"MY LORD! SHE TOOK THE BABY! SHE TOOK GENEVIEVE!" Alecto screamed through sobs. She got up and ran as fast as she could after Andromeda. "Give me back my baby! Give her back! Please, give her back." But at that moment, all the Order members disapparated, taking Genevieve with them.

The Dark Lord came out of the room, looking like he had just fought in a war, and he saw Alecto on the ground sobbing. He then knew that they got away, taking his daughter with them, and he knelt down and put an arm around her as she cried. Bella, Narcissa, Lucius, Nott, and Amycus found them in the hall like that a couple moments later. They, too, knew what it meant. They would never see Genevieve again, not unless there was a miracle.

--End Flashback--

Voldemort broke out of his stupor by a knocking at his door. He walked over angrily, but stopped when he opened the door and saw who was there. Alecto Carrow. She had disappeared after Genevieve had been taken, she had gone to clear her mind and try to find her.

"Alecto?"

"My Lord….. I'm so sorry I left! I shouldn't have abandoned you and the others, I should've put Genevieve out of my mind and helped. I'm so sorry!" Alecto fell to the ground crying. "I couldn't find her! I couldn't! I looked everywhere that we knew the Order had followers, but I couldn't find her!….. I had to come back, though. It'll be her seventeenth birthday…. and…. I couldn't not be here! I have to be close to her, and this is where she was born an--"

"Alecto, I understand. I was thinking about her as well, about how she'll be seventeen. No need to explain. You came back to me, and that's what matters. Now, shall we go and let everyone know you're back?"

"Y-yes, M'Lord."

Voldemort helped Alecto up and they walked to the meeting room. Everyone was still there. When Voldemort walked in, they all stood up and bowed, stopping when they saw Alecto. 'Oh God! They hate me! They hate me!' was all Alecto could think when she saw their looks. She soon thought otherwise when most of them came up to her and hugged her, telling her they were glad she was back. And she knew they weren't lying.