"So, we have an agreement then. Your son and my daughter will wed after their seventh year at Hogwarts and he will take over for me," Voldemort said.
"Yes, My Lord. They'll be of the legal age," Lucius said.
"Good. Very good. They'll be good for each other," Voldemort said.
Before Lucius has the chance to answer, one of his men came rushing in.
"My Lord, I'm sorry for disturbing you, but your daughter. She's missing. She's been taken and Lucas Caggiano is missing, too, my Lord. He's nowhere to be found."
"Find them now!" he yells in pure rage.
"Yes, my Lord," he said, rushing out to issue the order.
"My Lord, we'll find her. I swear it, we will find her."
"Just find her. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have something to do," Voldemort said, getting up and walking out of the library.
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"Isabella we need to leave now," Lucas said as he walked into the house with the little pink bundle in his arms. He made sure that there was plenty of layering on the infant.
"Already packed and ready to go. How is she?" she asks.
"Sleeping soundly," he said.
She nods and they head over to the airport and head to Italy.
"Do you think we'll be safe?"
"I hope so, and if they find us Dumbledore we'll send her to Dumbledore and he'll keep her safe and protect her."
Isabella nods and they go and leave the house and head right over to London Heathrow Airport using their passports and head to Italy.
Isabella gently holds the infant and bounces her to keep her quiet due to the pressure change in the cabin.
"Things are going to be fine Bella. Trust me," he said.
"I hope so," she says gazing down at the child she held in her arms.
"Were keeping her from that life. We're giving her a better life than he could ever give her. She needs good decent parents."
"I know. I'm just scared."
"I know I am too."
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"Lucius!" the Death Eater who had advised Voldemort of his daughter's disappearance said, walking into the library.
"What is it Damon?"
"The Dark Lord. He's vanished. No one knows where he is. He's just gone!"
"Find him," Lucius demanded.
Damon nods and runs off doing as he was told.
He walks over to the bay window and crosses his arms to stare out the window. He watches the others scramble into action to find the missing baby and now their Master.
A child's cry took him from his thoughts. He turned and saw his wife, Narcissa, pacing up and down the hall way bouncing their 5 month old son who was currently crying at the top of his tiny lungs.
"Is Draco okay?" he asks.
"He's fine just a bad dream I suppose. He refused a bottle and he doesn't need changing, so I just suppose it was a bad dream."
He nods and watches as his wife gently calms their son.
"How did the meeting go?"
"As soon as they finish their education at Hogwarts they'll be married. Once he's sixteen he gets his Mark and then he will take over for the Dark Lord," he says taking his crying son from his mother.
After a few minutes of bouncing the small boy and holding him over his shoulder, patting his back the small boy gives a loud burp, then he settles right back down.
"Well it was gas all along."