Hey there everyone! This is a new story I'm making! I don't know how it'll go but I hope you enjoy it otherwise. The story is called: Darkness Arises


"Cissy!" Bellatrix Lestrange screamed from her bedroom at the Malfoy Manor. Narcissa Malfoy, hearing her sister, got up and ran to the guest room and saw her sister laying on her back sweating. "It's coming. Please. Help." Bellatrix said.

"It'll be okay." Narcissa assured her. "Hold on, I'll be right back."

"Don't. Leave. Me." Bellatrix hissed.

"Just for two seconds, I'll get Lucius to get the house elves to get supplies." And with that, Narcissa fled to her own and shook Lucius. "Lucius, hurry. Bella is having the baby. I need you to gather the house elves and tell them to get the supplies." Lucius grabbed his wife's arm and brought her down to him.

"It'll be okay." He whispered kissing her gently. She kissed him back. Once Lucius sat up in bed, and let go of his wife, Narcissa ran back to her sister who was panting. Pinky, a house elf, was on the bed wiping the sweat from Bellatrix's forehead.

"Mistress is weak. Pinky doesn't think she will survive." Pinky said sorrowfully.

"Bella is strong. She will survive." Narcissa said to the house elf, half-assuring herself.


After five hours of intense labor and giving birth, Bellatrix finally lay back on the pillow, exhausted from all the hard work. Lucius was by her side stroking her hair, while Naricissa took the baby. Pinky cut the cord and the baby gave a loud wail that filled the silence.

"It's a girl." Narcissa smiled. "Would you like to see her?" Bella nodded and held out her arms greedily. Narcissa handed her sister that baby.

"Your name will be...Victoria Lalya Bellatrix Lestrange Riddle." Bellatrix said as she cradled the baby in her arms and looked into her deep brown eyes.


"Mummy!" The voice of a 2-year-old called, while the sound of running feet sped down the spiralling stairs of the Malfoy Manor. "I'm all weady fow bed now!" The little girl was greeted with a witch that had beautiful black curly hair. Her facial features were that of evilness but yet beauty. Anyone who came across this witch could tell she held power in the palm of her hand. The two-year old jumped in the arms of the witch who lathered her with kisses.

"Sweet dreams, baby girl." Bellatrix Lestrange cooed. The girl in her arms giggled wildly and snuggled her face into her mother's black curly hair.

"Bella," Lucius Malfoy called from the living room. " Rabastan, Rodolphus and Barty are here!" With more kiss on the forehead, Bellatrix put the girl down and swept after Lucius.


That was the last I heard from my mother. It's been 9 years since the last time I saw her. Well, I mean...Auntie Narcissa talks about her all the time and shows me pictures. But of course...it isn't the same. Auntie says that Mum went to Azkaban because she did something she shouldn't have. I wish Auntie would stop treating me like a baby. I'm 11 years old. Not 5. Oh and then there's Draco. He's a nightmare. Not only is he the most spoiled little brat but he is also the most loud child in the house. Ugh. It's annoying really. I can't wait to go to Hogwarts.


Hey guys! So...uhm...what do you think? Comments? Questions? PLEASE REVIEW! THANKS!

Oh also...one more thing, there are going to be more words in later chapters. This isn't really a chapter. Just a prologue to set up the scene a bit. :)