A.N.

Hello and welcome! This fanfiction takes place 11-12 years after the Ballte of Hogwarts and focuses on Delphini, Bella's daughter, who she raises along with her wife Hermione: yeah, it's a Bellamione piece from start to finish.

I do not own any of the characters or the Harry Potter universe' all these belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowlings.

Hope you enjoy!

WARNING: It contains mentions of phycological illness. If such concepts are a trigger to you don't read the fic.

Chapter 1

It was raining and Andromeda Tonks stood on their doorstep, soaking wet, with tears in her eyes, her brown robes sticking to her body and her hand clutching her wand. She didn't look surprised at the sight of Hermione at the door' in fact she paid little attention to the girl as she stormed in the Black mansion to find Bellatrix.

"Where is she?" she asked, not expecting any answer. "Where's my sister?" she screamed, in the verge of insanity.

Hermione tried to get a hold of the other woman, praying Bellatrix wouldn't come until her sister left. "Miss Tonks! Please! Andromeda!" she pleaded, without much luck as the older witch kept looking for Bellatrix in every room of the ground floor.

Bella's heels announced her presence before she appeared. "What..." she started to ask, until she saw the middle Black sister slowly turning to face her with an angry gaze.

"You!" Andromeda snapped, a red light escaping her wand which Bellatrix ducked to avoid. " You killed my..."

"Expelliarmus!" Hermione's voice interrupted Andromeda's lecture, causing both women to turn and face her as Andromeda's wand fled to her hand. "Now sit down! Both of you! And I better not hear a word!"

The sisters looked surprised at Hermione's outburst, but followed suit nevertheless. They sat on opposite armchairs and Hermione took place in the couch next to them. She looked at each one, trying to read their faces.

Andromeda was as angry as before, and struggled to not start screaming again. But Hermione was shocked at Bella's expression: the older woman looked at the floor, sad and... sorry. Hermione had never seen Bellatrix's face like this, at least not in front of other people. She cleared her throat and realised she didn't have much to say. Bellatrix was in such a state at the battle Hermione couldn't blame her for anything she had done: she had completely lost herself and lacked control of her actions, as the healer she was forced to visit later exclaimed. But what did that mean to her victims and their loved ones? How could a mother who's daughter was dead care about the mental health of her killer?

Andry spoke when Hermione had started to form her own words. "You killed my daughter." she wishpered. "How could you? She was your niece! You never cared to know her or... see her or do anything. My baby. And now you just... saw her and cursed her and didn't bother to think I was expecting her at home, sleepless and with my baby grandson in my arms screaming for his mum." her voice raised more and more as she spoke, looking down. "I am a mom and I had to burry my kid. You'll never know how I felt. You never knew what having a baby in your arms, looking you for the first time, feels like. And you killed her!" she suddenly jumped up, staring Bella's eyes. "You killed my daughter!"

"In sorry Andy." Bella finally spoke, breaking a long silence. "I can't justify my self in any way. I... didn't know what I was doing. I lost my mind during the war. I mean, more than I had when we were little... I'm sorry." she stopped, looking at her sister with eyes full of hope. Hope that she might understand.

Andy grabbed her want from the coffee table Hermione had placed it. "I wish you had a child Bellatrix." she hissed. "I wish I could return the favour."

Bella and Hermione held their breaths as the angry witch left the mansion. A couple moments after Andromeda closed the door behind her a sound was heard from the first floor.

They both rushed upstairs to find Dephi safe in her crib, crying like she did most nights. Bella held the baby in her arms while Hermione grabbed her tiny fist. "Don't worry." she wishpered, talking to herself more than her daughter. "You're safe."

"Your moms are here." Bella added, staring adorably at Delphi, who had now quieted at her mom's arms.