"I HATE YOU MY LORD!" this was heard echoing throughout the halls of Slytherin manor. The shout in question came from an unlikely source – the most faithful death eater of Lord Voldemort, Bellatrix Lestrange – well that was her public name, her real name was Bellatrix Slytherine. Why would this shout come from her you ask, well it is a common thing to be said to the father of your child during child birth.
"Just a little bit more my dear." The healer told her. Who is this healer one would wonder, why it is Bella's sister Narcissa Malfoy. Most people did not know that she was a trained healer and that was what Voldemort wanted.
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Bella shouted at Voldemort who was by her side.
"Come now my dear, it takes two to make a baby." He calmly told her. Well he was calm on the outside, but on the inside he was shaking with fear. There is a reason Bella is my most trusted death eater and wife. If she followed through with any of these threats I might need all of my Horcruxes just to make it to my child's first birthday!
"With all due respect my Lord, that is not helping!" Narcissa shouted.
"All right I will keep quiet for the moment, but remember Bella told me she only wanted you to help her with our child, so she better make it." What would be surprising to quite a few people is that Lord Voldemort wants children. As an only child growing up in a orphanage he became enchanted with the idea of a large family. Therefore this moment was absolutely terrifying for him. Not only was his child in danger during birth but also his wife. If anyone asked him though he would deny it.
"How is it going my Lord?" This was said by the only spy who was trusted by both sides in the war, Severus Snape.
"Fine, just fine Severus. In a little bit my child will be among us." Voldemort said with a small grin on his face.
"HELLO WOMAN GIVING BIRTH HERE! SHUT UP!" Bella shouted finally fed up with all the talking going on around her as she was experiencing pain worse than the cruciatus curse. But at that moment the most wonderful, or horrifying depending on your point of view, sound was heard. That of a baby's wail.
"It's a girl Bella, my Lord." Narcissa said smiling and crying at the sight of her niece. She had her father's dark brown hair with a hint that she might inherit her mother's uncontrollable hair. Her eyes were like all babies as they were blue, but in a couple of days they would be Bella's dark black eyes, but like her father when she felt strong emotions they would turn red. She was the most beautiful baby that anyone had ever seen, especially to her parents.
"What is her name my lord?" Severus asked.
"What do you think Bella?" Voldemort asked his wife curious about what she wanted to name their daughter as that was the one thing they never discussed strangely.
"Cassiopeia my Lord." Bella replied wanting to keep with the Black's tradition of naming after stars and constellations.
"I like it. Cassiopeia Hermione Slytherin. Heiress to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Slytherin." Voldemort said proudly.
"And the Most Ancient and Noble Houses of Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor." Bella interrupted. What most people do not know is that the Black family was related to every family of the founders except Slytherin.
"Why did you not tell me this Bella?" Voldemort asked dangerously calm. He could not allow any of his death eaters to have secrets from him, especially secrets of this magnitude.
"It is a family secret my Lord, only when we have a child with our spouse are we allowed to tell them." Bella replied fearful of her Lord and husband's anger, but it was built in to the Black family magic not to tell anyone or they would be disinherited. In the wizarding world the worst thing in the world is to be disinherited. The family magic is what gave them their magic and physical appearances. This was actually the reason they did not like muggle-borns, they were essentially creating their family's magic and had no fear of being disinherited.
"Is it in the family magic Bellatrix?" Voldemort replied.
"Yes my Lord." At that moment Cassiopeia began to cry as she was quite hungry.
"Hush my little princess. Don't you cry. For you will be the queen of all." Voldemort began to sing to calm her down.
From that point forward Voldemort, Bella, and Cassiopeia were the perfect family. Voldemort dotted on Cassiopeia like the proud father he was, and Bella tried her hardest to make it so Cassiopeia was not entirely spoiled while trying to spoil her herself. Everything was wonderful until one day Severus brought news that would forever impact their family.
"My Lord I have news." Severus spoke coming into the throne room where the family was.
"What is it Severus?" Voldemort asked while tickling Cassiopeia's stomach.
"There is a prophecy."