Prologue
The two Death Eaters dressed in black slowly walked up to the large iron gates of the Orphanage for Wizards and Witches. The woman held in her arms a small baby wrapped in black sheets.
"do you think this is such a good idea, Ares? Leaving our own daughter with filthy half-bloods and muggle-borns?" The woman, Athena Nightlock, asked. The man, Ares Nightlock, shook his head.
"Not particularly but it isn't our choice. The Dark Lord himself decided that she should be sent to a Wizarding Orphanage until it is safe again." Ares explained to his wife. "It shouldn't be for a long time, anyway. AS we speak our Lord is making his way to Godric's Hollow where he will take care of this child. After that we will come and take her away."
Athena nodded, understanding the whole situation. "As long as she is safe. She could do a lot for the Dark Lord. He thinks so himself."
The pair had reached the front doors of the orphanage and knocked rather loudly. They could hear someone stumbling, then a loud smash and then the sound of someone swearing. Seconds later the door opened revealing a young looking woman dressed in a silk gown and wearing a rather tired look on her face.
"Yes?" She asked irritated. "What can I do for you?"
Athena lifted up her left sleeve, revealing the skull and snake that had been tattooed onto her arm. The Dark Mark. The woman gasped and attempted to slam the door shut. It would of worked if Ares hadn't stuck his foot between the closing door. The woman glared at the couple.
"I want no such evil in this home. I'm warning you to leave before I call the Auror's." She threatened in a shaky voice. Ares cackled and Athena smirked.
"You think that scares us?" Ares laughed at the woman. He shook his head. "No. We are here so that you-" He pointed at her. "Can take care of her." He then pointed at the bundle in Athena's arms. "Just for a few weeks." He added.
"And why should I do that?" The woman at the door asked with courage. Ares snickered before pulling out his wand and pointing it at her.
"Because if you don't we will personally torture you until the Dark Lord himself arrives and finishes you off." He said in a bitter tone. "Am I clear?" He asked in a new sickly sweet voice. The woman nodded frantically.
"If you would like to step in Mr and Mrs-" She started.
"Nightlock." Athena snapped. "Athena and Ares Nightlock. Remember that."
The woman nodded. "Yes, o-of course. Now if you would like to come to my office." She pointed down the hall. The Death Eaters stepped inside and headed for the little room. As they walked they looked around the building, looking to see if it was suitable for their daughter to live in. The young woman turned the door handle and opened it wide, gesturing for Athena and Ares to step in.
When everyone was inside the woman closed and locked the door with a swish of her wand. She took at seat at the large desk sitting in the middle of the room and pointed at the two chairs opposite her.
"Please, sit." She insisted. The couple sat down. "Right, let's get down to business." The woman said to herself.
"Yes, let's." Ares sneered. The woman gave him a shaky look before pulling some papers out of a drawer in the desk. At the top it read Helena Row's Orphanage for Wizards and Witches. Under it were a list of questions such as What is the child's name? And When is the child's Birthday?.
"I just need you to fill out this form with all the details of Little Miss Nightlock." Helena Row pointed at each question. She handed the piece of parchment and a quill over to Ares whilst Athena rocked the baby. He carefully answered each question and signed at the bottom before handing the quill over to his wife so she could sign. Helena Crow snatched the parchment back into her hands and read through each answer.
"Is that good enough for you?" Athena snapped, irritated and annoyed about how much time Helena Crow was taking to read each answer. She nodded and placed the parchment down on the desk.
"Our daughter shall not be sharing a room with anyone." Ares harshly informed Helena. "Especially not any Mudbloods."
"M-Mudblood, Sir?" Helena said with a quiver in her voice. Ares tutted.
"A muggle-born!" Athena hissed. Helena nodded quickly.
"All of the babies have their own room, anyway." She told the parents. "She will not be put into a room with muggle-borns."
"Good." Snapped Ares. "The Dark Lord would hate it if she became a muggle-lover. He wants her to stay as pure as possible."
Suddenly Athena felt a burning sensation in her arm. She pulled up her left sleeve to see the Dark Mark moving.
"The Dark Lord is calling us." She told Ares. He then pulled up his sleeve and the Dark Mark was also moving on his arm. Athena stood up from her seat and placed her daughter in the hands of Helena Crow.
"You better take care of our daughter." Athena hissed at Helena Crow.
"Or else." Ares threatened. And then, before Helena Crow knew it, The two Death Eaters had apparated to wherever they needed to go. Helena let her gaze fall onto the tiny baby in her arms. Her chocolate brown eyes were open and she was staring at Helena. Helena smiled down at the innocent looking child. She then slowly bent down and kissed the baby girls forehead. A light giggle came out of her mouth and her mouth turned up into a smile, showing her cute dimples. Helena let out a light laugh before speaking to the child.
"You're beautiful. Guinevere Athena Nightlock."
