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The aurors burst into a dark room, a little girl was sat on the floor wearing a dark grey silk dress with her black curls tied up with dark green ribbons. "Where's mummy?" she asked quietly. The aurors put their wands away "Who's your mummy?" asked a young auror.
"She has black hair and she wears black dresses" the girl described her mother.
"What's your name?" asked a man with a scarred face.
"Lyra" the girl said scared.
"Lyra" the young man kneeled next to her "What's your last name, pygmy puff?"
"Lyra Lestrange" she said timidly.
"My name's Frank Longbottom" he held out his hand, Lyra shook it "Come with me and we'll find your mummy" he picked Lyra up, she held a doll close to her as she was carried out the Crabbe Mansion.
"Where is Lyra?!" Bellatrix screamed at the deatheaters in the room, they had just escaped aurors "Where's my daughter!?" the men looked around blankly, Narcissa pushed her way through the men "I thought you had her" she whispered.
"She must still be at Crabbe's" Lucius deduced.
"Well go and get her!" Bellatrix screamed.
"Bella calm yourself we will retrieve the girl in time" the Dark Lord said calmly.
The aurors took Lyra back to the Ministry of Magic, she lay falling asleep on a sofa in Alistor Moddy's office. "What do you we do with her?" Frank Longbottom asked.
"I don't know" his wife Alice shook her head "If she was older we'd ask Dumbledore"
"But she isn't older" Moody said gruffly "She's the daughter of two prominent deatheaters and they won't give her up without a fight"
"I just can't imagine Bellatrix as a concerned mother" Alice said.
"She might not love her in a way we understand but she'll recognise that the girl can give vital information to us" Moody said.
"We need to find someone to look after her" Frank pointed out.
"Doesn't Lestrange have a sister who was disowned she sounds like a safe bet" Alice remembered.
"Yeah Andromeda Tonks she supports the Order" Moody informed them "We'll take the girl them tonight" Moody cast a Patronus to send word.
"They've got Lyra and she knows where we meet" Rodolphus told his master.
"Is this true Bellatrix?" the Dark Lord asked.
"She knows where we go and she knows what we do" Bellatrix divulged "We're proud deatheaters and we want our daughter to be proud"
"I understand Bella but aurors have her" the Dark Lord nodded "We must get her back before she came reveal our location"
"My Lord, Lyra knows her place. She wouldn't even speak to mudbloods or blood traitors" Bellatrix promised.
"But how would a child of….?" the Dark Lord fished for an answer.
"Three, my lord" Rodolphus gave the answer as Bellatrix struggled to answer.
"Three be able to tell the difference" the Dark Lord raised an eyebrow.
"She knows my Lord, she looks for the mark" Bellatrix assured him, it was true Lyra looked for the Dark Mark on the arms of people she met. Not because she was deciding weather of she should talk to them but because the marks fascinated her.
When they arrived at the Tonks' Cottage Lyra was half asleep in Frank's arms, the door was opened by Andromeda "Mad-eye, we only just got your message. Come in" Moody, Alice and Frank carrying Lyra all hurried in, they were lead to the kitchen where Ted Tonks was sitting. "Is this Bellatrix's daughter" Andromeda asked looking at Lyra.
"Unless her husband had an affair" Moody said gruffly.
"No she looks like her" Andromeda took a closer look. Lyra stirred and Frank put her on the floor, she stood there rubbing her eyes sleepily "Lyra this is Andromeda and Ted, there'll be looking after you" Alice said kindly.
"Hello" Andromeda crouched down "My name is Andromeda, I'm your aunt"
"You're not my aunt my aunt has yellow hair and her name is Cissy" Lyra said confused.
"I'm your other aunt" Andromeda explained "And my husband, Ted, is your uncle"
"Uncle Ted and Aunt…..Andra" Lyra struggled with her aunt's name.
"You can call me Dromeda" Andromeda smiled kindly. Lyra nodded grinning. "What going on?!" shouted a stubborn voice. A girl stood in the doorway wearing a white frilly nightdress, her hair an electric blue "Nymphadora sweetie" Ted allowed the girl to climb onto his lap, she kept her eyes on Lyra "Who's this?" she asked.
"This is Lyra your cousin" Andromeda told her daughter "She's going to be staying with us"
"Well we'll be keeping watch outside" Moody said leaving with the longbottoms.
"Does anyone want hot chocolate?" Andromeda asked. The girls nodded. Mugs of steaming hot chocolate with floating marshmallows were conjured up.
That night Lyra slept on the floor of Nymphadora's bedroom. Over the next few days the girls grew closer they made each other friendship bracelets out of plastic beads, they danced in the living room, made biscuits together, did colouring in, played with dolls and made dens in the cottage's garden under the watchful eyes of the Tonks and the aurors.
"We're cousins" Nymphadora told Lyra one afternoon while they made daisy chains in the garden "It's like sisters"
"I'd like to be your sister" Lyra smiled.
"Then we are" Nymphadora grinned, her hair turned sunshine yellow for a second. Lyra was fascinated by her cousin's abilities; Nymphadora had explained her "special talent" with glee.
Each morning Andromeda dressed Lyra in her own daughter's clothes, thankful that Nymphadora was only a year and a half older than Lyra. Andromeda treasured anything her niece gave her; drawings, dried flowers and smiles. Andromeda had no idea what was going to happen and weather she would ever see her niece again.
On a sunny afternoon the girls were allowed to leave the confines of the cottage and were playing in a golden cornfield. The crawled around in the corn, hidden from view. They bent the stalks of the corn and made a little den which they decorated with wild flowers they found. When the air grew colder Andromeda bought hand knitted cardigans to the girls. As the sunlight grew softer, the adults watched the girls from the cottage's garden across the dirt lane, the giggles of the cousins drifted across on the summer breeze bringing a smile to the lips of any person whose ear picked up the innocent. Even the corner of Mad-eye's mouth curled. A streak of black smoke landed where the girls were playing, the adults started running into the field as the girls screamed but the time they had reached them only Nymphadora was left crying hysterically.
"Shut up girl" Blaise shook Lyra "Your home" Lyra looked around, she was in fact back at her house.
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