Chapter Two

A/N: This update is fast for me! But it's only because I've already got chapters done. :P So, hope you like it. These early chapters are just necessary informative chapters. There'll be more happening later on. Enjoy!

"Bella, come on, we'll get in and out in no time. She'll be fine, just leave her," growled Rodolphus.

"I shouldn't leave her, she's only two years old!" fussed Bella. She began to alter Ophelia's covers in a very motherly way. Surprisingly, she had found that she could be a very protective mother, like a lioness protecting her cubs. It hadn't even seemed hard to her. The baby had come out and she straight away found that she loved this small lump more than anything in the world. They had become quite a nice little family, and, most amazingly, she found she actually enjoyed being a mum. She always took the baby along when the Death Eaters gathered or went on a mission. Her sister had a child but wouldn't baby-sit for her and she was the only one who was close enough to do so that wasn't a Death Eater, but she had enjoyed taking the baby along anyway, so that was fine. Until her Lord had disappeared. However, when he was still there, Voldemort had liked to see Ophelia. He always showed her tricks of dark magic, already visioning her as a powerful witch alongside her mother. He had always thought babies were a waste of space before, but not this one. This one was special; this one shone.

"She'll be fine, just come in and torture these people, then you can get back to being maternal. Come on! You know that it isn't safe enough to take her in, unless you want her to be hurt?" said Rodolphus, his voice rising.

"Keep it down. Oh, fine. But if someone takes her, you are going to torture whoever it takes to get her back!" said Bella playfully, something she had been a lot more since Ophelia had arrived, although the loss of the Dark Lord had sobered her greatly.

"Alright, now can we get a move on already?" asked Barty Crouch Jr. impatiently.

"Good, now come on, let's get this thing done!" said Rodolphus.

Bellatrix bent down and placed Ophelia on the ground, hidden in bushes. She was heavily wrapped in blankets and fast asleep. Bellatrix quickly bent to kiss her on the forehead, trying not to let the others see. However, they did and began to snigger. After all, she was supposed to be one of the most dark and powerful witches, and here she was kissing a baby. She quickly stood up and brushed down her skirt.

"Well, are we doing this thing or not!" asked Bella, her jaw firm and her eyes wide. Then they entered the house to the awaiting fate that would change all of their lives extremely.

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"...Bartholomew Crouch Junior, Rodolphus, Bellatrix and Rabastan Lestrange are hereby charged with the torture and driving to insanity of Frank and Alice Longbottom," declared Mr. Crouch.

"No! Father, please, I swear, I had nothing to do with it, don't make me go in there. PLEASE, FATHER, DON'T DO IT PLEASE!" screamed Barty Crouch Jr. as the dementors dragged him out of the court room.

"Wait, please, can I speak to Albus Dumbledore? It's urgent, I ask for this one last thing, please!" begged Bellatrix, her voice starting to go higher and sound slightly crazy.

"And why should we let you do that after all you've done, you don't deserve one sec..." began Mr. Crouch, but he was cut off by a louder voice.

"I will talk to her, it will not be a problem," shouted Albus Dumbledore. He stood up and walked over to where Bellatrix Lestrange and her husband were standing. "What is it you wished to say to me?" asked Dumbledore, his voice in whispered tones.

"It's my...er, our daughter, we had to leave her just outside of the Longbottom's house in some bushes, she's been there alone over a day now. I want you to take her and do what you think is best with her, just, please, keep her safe," begged Bellatrix. Her eyes were clearly full of fear for the fate of her daughter.

"And you think I am trustworthy to make sure she is safe?" asked Dumbledore, his fingers playing lightly with the tip of his beard.

"You're the person I know I can trust the most in this courtroom," replied Bellatrix, choosing her words carefully.

"Ah, yes. But you are not the person you wish to look after your daughter, there is someone you would much rather have take her, isn't there?" smiled Dumbledore, a knowing look in his eye.

"Well, maybe you would not be the normal choice for me, but, I know she will be safe with you," said Bella, staring at her feet.

"I give you my word that I will find her and make sure she is safe," said Dumbledore solemnly.

"Thank you." murmured Bellatrix, keeping her face down whilst trying hard not to cry at the thought of never seeing her daughter again. She was then dragged out of the room by a Dementor. The Dark Lord would surely return and take her out of Azkaban as soon as he could, she was certain of that. However, she had only just got over losing him, now she had to lose someone all over again, who else in her life must she lose? However, she was sure that in Azkaban she would lose herself as well….

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"Wait, let me get this straight. You want us to turn a two year old, no, wait, let me correct myself, a two year old daughter of a Death Eater, into an auror? Well, no offence sir, but I think you've finally cracked!"

"Oh, Donatella, you are still critical of any new or different idea that comes your way. It would be good to have her grow up knowing what's right and wrong. Please, just take her. I promised her mother that I would make sure she is safe, and what's safer than constantly learning to defend herself and fight dark forces?" said Dumbledore. He had gone to the auror department in the Ministry. He knew it was not ideal, but she had been through too much to go with muggles or another magical family; she could remember something at anytime and blurt it out. It would be a lot safer for her to blurt it out to someone who had the job to protect any secrets that were said. He was sure Donatella would do a good job as her mother; she was responsible yet could be fun at the right time. Also, he knew that he could win her over a lot easier than the other aurors.

"Oh, all right," said Donatella. "But what do you want me to tell her about her mother? Should she grow up knowing about her past?"

"No, er, I think it would be best if she thought that we did not know who her parents were and that she had been abandoned. She will find out the truth when she's older, naturally. However, I think it would be better for her as an auror if she did not know. I think it would be safer as well," said Dumbledore awkwardly. He knew that she should know really but, to be honest, it would be easier if she found out herself when she grew up.

"As you wish, it'll be easier for me anyway. Oh, and by the way, why did you choose me? Out of all the aurors, you chose me. Why?" asked Donatella, frowning slightly.

"Because you're the most maternal," smiled Dumbledore, then he turned on the spot and apparated away.

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