Bellatrix Lestrange, after years of desperate begging, was finally able to convince Him to leave an heir.
A month before the final battle, the child was born in secret; it's parentage never to be revealed. It was immediately sent to an orphanage (the very same one He had attended, as He was always one for poetry) and would be collected when the time came. But the time never did come. And so the child was left there.
11 years have passed, and today it is the task of Professor McGonagall to inform the child that it shall attend Hogwarts. The professor is lead down a miserable grey corridor, until her guide stops abruptly in front of a solid black door. With a look of genuine terror, the woman asks Minerva: "are you sure you want this child?"
The headmistress assumes that the fear she sees before her owes to the glimpses of magic all young witches and wizards display before being properly trained. This was not the first time a muggle guardian had been concerned by a child's magic.
"I am quite sure, yes. Thank you Sister Mary, but I wish to speak with the girl in privacy,"
The woman gave the professor a final, worried glance, then bowed her head and rushed away.
Stepping in to the small, bleak room, the professor saw the child at once. She was perched on the edge of the brass bed, head turned to face the back wall. Minerva could not see her face, as a mop of pure black curls which dropped to her waist hung around it. Hearing the door open, the child did not move.
The professor took a few measured strides in to the brick room, before saying a gentle hello. Still the child did not move, and the professor wondered if she was even aware of her presence. Minerva cleared her throat, before adding "I am Professor McGonagall, headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am here today to inform you of your acceptance in to my school -"
The professor suddenly stopped talking, as the child finally turned. There was a certain menace about her, and Minerva unthinkingly took a step back.
"I know," she says, black eyes unblinking, "the snakes already told me so".
