Prologue

"You should be proud. He could have had anyone-and he chose you," Bellatrix was angry. I could hear it in her voice.

Angry that he chose me and not her.

"I know...I know, it's just...-" I tried to think of a way to explain my hesitation without sounding like I was betraying the Dark Lord.

"Just-just- just what?Are you denying your Lord?"

I stared at my feet. "No. Of course not."

She grabbed my chin and forced me to look her in the eyes, "Good. He is waiting for you." I nodded and let her grab my wrist, pulling me in the direction of his room.

I was scared. I'd never admit it, of course, but the fear was there and I couldn't deny it even if I tried.

We stopped in front of a large black door. Bellatrix turned to face me and pulled out her wand. "Are you ready?" she asked. I nodded and she gave me a bitter smile, pulling out her wand and shoving it at my stomach. "Inciens," she hissed.

My stomach burned for a second and then stopped. She gave me another smile and then pushed open the door.

He was waiting inside.

9 Months Later

I screamed, digging my nails into the mattress of the small, hospital bed. There were three Death Eaters in the room, crowding around me and screaming at me to push. It occurred to me that they knew nothing of what they were doing. None of them were healers. I could bleed out and they wouldn't know what to do.

They wouldn't care, of course, as long as the child lived.

I heard crying then and suddenly I wasn't thinking of my pain. I could see the baby- my baby- wrapped in the arms of a Death Eater whose name I couldn't remember. And then he...she? Was gone. Two of the Death Eaters had run out of the room, taking my baby with me. I wanted my baby.

The one remaining Death Eater quietly moved next to me and hesitantly touched my hand. Looking at the Death Eater, a name came to mind. Narcissa Malfoy. Bellatrix's sister.

She looked at me, biting her lip, and then, in a soft voice, whispered, "You have a daughter."

1 Month Later

"I want my child!" I screamed. Bellatrix was grinning a happy, mad smile and in that moment all I wanted was to rip out her hair. Maybe then she could understand the pain I was feeling without my baby.

She shook her head, "So sorry, dearest, but that little girl is not your child. She is the Dark Lord's heir and nothing more. You will never see her again."

I screamed, "No! You can't do that! She's mine!" I wanted Bellatrix dead. It wasn't fair- she got to see my little girl. I was her mother and yet Bellatrix was the one raising her.

"I can. I am. You better leave...I wouldn't want the Dark Lord to hear about this."

I. Didn't. Care. A year ago I would have done anything to please him. I did do anything to please him. But now he had my daughter. And I wanted her back

1 Year Five Months Later

He was dead. And no matter how hard I tried I couldn't find her. The Death Eaters had taken her and hidden her away, promising that I would never find her. They wrong. I would find her. No matter what it took, I would find my baby.

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