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Prologue.

19 September 1979

The date was 19 September 1979 in a remote Manor in Little Hangleton. The married couple had moved in some 10 years ago. Tom and Rebecca were happy. A strained marriage at times but happy. Tom had celebrated his 53rd Birthday with his wife who had just celebrated her 30th some months ago along with closest followers where he announced a prophecy and he was intending to squish it.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."

He had relayed to his most trusted followers. After a few hours, they had reduced the possibility down to two babies who were to be destroyed or removed from their Order loving families. Tom took it upon himself to visit the Potters himself as he sent Yaxley and Rowle to the Longbottoms.

"Tom, can you not send someone else? So close to your Son's arrival to this world." His wife begged him.

"Do not worry my dear. I will arrive back before you know it." Tom bent over and kissed his wife's head.

"Lucius." He looked at his follower as he left his room. "I shall be out on business tonight, please see to it that Narcissa sits with Rebecca until I am back, I fear her pain is not false this evening."

"Yes my Lord." Lucius bowed faithfully.

"Good, Make sure they are not disturbed and If when I am gone my Son is born, call for me."

Lucius only bowed again as he left his master's side.

"Bex, it is Cissa, may I come in?"

"Pleeeaseeee." She gritted out. The shock of relief which flooded her face was easy to see as they petite brunette was folded over the edge of the bed riding through a contraction. "I am so glad to see you." She smiled as her friend came close to help rub her back.

"Shall I run you a bath? I heard it helps?"

"Please." The Witch looked up with pleading eyes.

Narcissa nodded with a smiled and headed next door to the bathroom. "Who is in here?" She practically yelled banging on the door.

"Calm down Cissy, I am entitled to wash the blood and guts from my hair." Bellatrix laughed as she dried the side of her head.

"Not when Bex is in labour now move it." Narcissa growled at her older sister.

Bellatrix's eyes widened with excitement as she merrily skipped into the next room to see Bex gripping tightly to the bedpost.

"Easy there Bex, I am not sure our Lord will see this as a good enough reason for a new bed." She snickered at the older Witch.

"Fuuuuuuck."Bex yelled back.

"Ok, lay down, I shall check how far dilated you are." Bella put on her serious face and magically washed her hands for good measure.

As she did, Bellatrix could see a tuft of brown hair. "When I say push, you push ok?" Bellatrix looked at the empty door "Cissa." She yelled alerting her to the fast progress.

"Ok Rebecca. Push."

As the Witch did the baby was born almost immediately, using their set of lungs rather well. The screaming of the baby alerted Cissa as she walked back into the room, tears in her eyes.

"You have a beautiful baby.. girl." Bellatrix smiled as she wrapped the newborn up and handed her over to her Mother.

"A girl? No, he won't want her." Rebecca looked wide eyes at the two Witches, she could feel her energy depleting quickly.

"Hush now, our Lord will want a Dark Princess just as much as Prince."

"No, you do not understand. He has already spoken of this, he did not want a girl."

Narcissa sat down on the bed next to her and tucked her in. "Our Lord knows as well as I do how he can not choose his Heir's gender. He will be just as happy, I promise this to you."

Bex shut her eyes for a few minutes, Bellatrix took this as the time to check her vitals, they were extremely low for a Witch who had just given birth. Frowning she looked over the bed to her Sister.

"Bellatrix, I can feel I am dying, I need to do this, giving birth to our Daughter clearly was too much, I need your help."

"Bex do not speak like that." She insisted

"Please, you have to do an Unbreakable Vow."

Bellatrix opened her mouth to protest until one look from her sister told her to do otherwise.

"What would you like for me to do."

The two Witches held hands as customary for such vow.

"I Rebecca Riddle call upon Bellatrix Black to enter a Union with my Daughter Hermione Jean Riddle for her protection and to know love."

Bellatrix was taken aback by such vow. Everyone who she trusted... maybe 6 people or less, knew of her... company interests due to this she was still a single Witch.

"Bex, I am 28 and your Daughter has just entered this world."

"Please Bella, I know you will love her, I feel it already, you may even be soul mates through bonding."

Narcissa stepped forward with her ready to seal the deal, in her right hand her wand and in her left a sleeping content Hermione.

"Do you Bellatrix Black, promise to take care of our new Princess."

"I do."

"And do you Bellatrix Black, promise to enter a union when Hermione is of an age to do so."

"I do."

"And do you Bellatrix Black promise to allow under knowing circumstances allow Hermione to come under danger."

"I do."

"So mote it be." Narcissa finished the spell as Rebecca took her last breath, just as Bellatrix and the rest of the followers felt a numbing uncomfortable feeling run along their mark.