Two babies sat on a rich rug, old looking blocks sat with elegant letters on them. One girl was obliviously younger than the boy who had an already striking look. His hair was a almost white blond, The girl looked to be his exact opposite with dark curls and equally dark eyes. The girl laughed as she tossed a toy at the boy who it hit on the forehead making the boy cry. His mother walked in and picked him up. The girl looked up at the woman with ice blue eyes and light blond hair "Unsufferable child." She said softly but the little girl heard.
Even though she was young she heard all kind of things, How her father wasn't her real father but a lord of some kind and her mother was a wicked witch of pain. She fancied muggle things and try to play with a few things but her father wouldn't allow her "Ciss, Dorea wouldn't hurt Draco unless that boy deserved it." exclaimed her mother, Dorea turned her head and crawled to the door to watch her mother who was a very pretty woman with long black hair so thick that Dorea liked to wrap her hands around it and tug.
Her mother was a kind woman if she wasn't provoked, "My lord!" exclaimed her father as he knelt and the rest of the people did too. Dorea was confused was this her real father? She saw the tall skinny man with waxy skin and almost red eyes and dark hair like hers she thought as she crawled up to the man and tugged on his robes. Her mother was to slow and unable to move until her Lord told her to rise so she watched her daughter. "Dada." Dorea cooed looking up at the man and smiling, The man smirked and knelt down and touched her cheek with his cold slender fingers "Yes I am." He said as he picked her up and held her to his side.
"I am going to Dorea's room, nobody come in." He said eyeing the mothers unneeded husband who looked like he was about to pummel something to the ground but he just turned his head to look at Dorea's mother who gotten up and grinned manicly. Dorea watcher her mother over the tall mans shoulders and then the door to her room shut she frowned and looked up at the man. Her baby hand reached out and touched him on the cheek "Dada?"Now her voice was questioning. "Yess I am your father Dorea." The man sat down on a rocking chair "You are one of my proudest creations of all, a little girl who has my blood running through her veins." He gave a high pitched laugh "Dumbledore will just love to push you into the light but alas you are born to me and you shall rule with me and watch the muggles and mudbloods fall.". Dorea giggled at how passionate her real father sounded, He grinned but it never reached his eyes.
Her father pulled out a almost white wand and let Dorea play with it carefully inspecting how she held the wand and maybe something might happen to it to make it known that his daughter wasn't in anyway a squib. Dorea inspected the wood even bitting it a little bit, She knew how her mother would hold hers but it was different not crooked. She frowned and fussed a little as someone pushed open the door that was cracked "Young Malfoy." Her real father said the little girl frowned and glared at the boy who sat down and eyed her. Her real father's eyebrow raised as the boy reached out to take the wand from Dorea but soon the boy started to bounce out the door and the door slammed shut and locked itself.
"Very good." He was expecting maybe something more horrible for his child but since the Malfoy child was screaming like he was put through a round of crucio he had to guess that him landing on his butt multiple times wasn't pleasant. Noticing his child looking upset he started to hiss, Dorea turned her dark eyes to her father as a beautiful tone came from his mouth " Hissy, hissy, little snakey, Slither on the floor. You be good to Dorea or she'll nail you to the door" With a wave of his hand as he repeated the song a snake appeared and started to crawl around the giggling baby girl.
Once he decided that his daughter hadn't been tainted by Rodolphus he stood and picked up Dorea and placed her in her crib in which she started to cry when he took his wand from her "Not until you are older my dear."He curled affectionately or at least thats what Dorea saw it as. She teared up as her father moved from her crib to the door, he turned and saw that Dorea was afraid of being alone. His expression darkened "Your mother must be coddling you too much." He stated as he closed the door and walked down the hall and back into the dinning room where everyone dropped in front of him. He let a a hiss of excitement seeing his followers drop to there knees all but one didn't "Severus what brings you here?"He said fondly.
"Just coming to see if you needed anything for Dorea My lord, From what I heard from Bellatrix she is teething." Severus said as he bowed and raised "She can handle it herself isn't that right Bella." Bellatrix nodded "Yes M'lord." She said quickly Rodolphus looked at Bellatrix and frowned as they raised when he waved his hand. "Forgive me." Severus said looking at Rodolphus who made a hasty exit to the kitchens. "He is coddling her to much Bella, if you don't keep him from making my daughter soft than I will kill you and leave you to my pets." he hissed as he pointed his wand at his most fateful servant "Forgive me, He must be getting past the wards." She whispered "At night." She added her dark eyes widened as she felt his slender fingers against her cheek.
She closed her eyes and savored that feeling as she looked up at her lord, "Before we kill the child we must settle somethings." He turned on his heels and took a seat at the head of the table. "May I excuse myself?" Severus asked "Of course go back to watching Dumbledore." He told his favorite. When Severus left he smiled wickedly "My daughter is young but powerful I must ask to know everyone who is with in our circle who has a son around my daughter's age." He said the death eaters there frowned and looked at Narcissa Malfoy who spoke up "My Lord, Draco is near your daughters age." She said "We would be honored." Lucius said than Nott nodded "My own son is a few monthes older than dear Dorea but he is strong for his age." He told his Lord in a proud voice.
Voldemorts eyes narrowed "Goyle, Crabbe haven't your wives produced some children?"He asked Goyle nodded "Y..Yess sir, My son is a few months older than Dorea." and Crabbe nodded and said without a stutter "My own son is a few months younger than your lovely daughter.". Both of them keeping there eyes to the table respectfully, Voldemort looked to be comtplating something his fingers strumming a silent beat as he thought about his choices "Has any other Blacks produced any males?" He said Bellatrix shook her head "No m'lord, Most of them have become traitors its only Narcissa and I." She said quickly. "Shame." Lord Voldemort drawled "Is there others?"He asked his eyes scanning over the table of his closest Death eaters.
"Sir there is Lord Puceys they have a two year old son I believe and Lord Flint his son just turned Five." Yaxley spoke up from his spot on the corner of the table "Zabini I believe has produced a boy." Rookwood stated trying to please his master but he didn't like that succubus. "I want them all to be here tomorrow so I might choose a husband to give my daughter company." They nodded "I will be here at eight I expect all of you to be here if not.." Lord Voldemort didn't finish as he walked out of the Lestrange house.