Victoria

by Fireflies in Mason Jars

"What? What is it, Narcissa?" He watched as his wife knelt down and picked up the blankets. As she did, a small piece of paper fell to the floor. He snatched it up before the wind could blow it away. Narcissa was already making her way back inside the house, cooing at the little bundle. Realization hit him and he held his breath as he read the piece of paper...Victoria.

4. Chapter 2 (Part 2)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Harry Potter series!

Chapter Two (Part 2) - Who am I?

Draco laughed at his clever suggestion. But his glee was cut short as they heard the squealing laughter of none other than Bellatrix Lestrange herself.

"Oh, that is funny, Draco," Bellatrix clapped her hands together, "I'm really quite flattered." The insane woman's nose crinkled as she laughed. "But, in all sincerity," She continued, "I have never, ever, in my entire life, even wished to be a mother. I mean, really! Even if I did want to have a child, I could never be the mother Cissy is." Bella's eyes turned sad...but only for a split-second.

"So, you're not my mum?" Victoria asked, her voice drained.

Bellatrix turned to Draco, "Off you go, boy. Us girls need to have a little talk."

Draco rolled his eyes and left the room. Bellatrix slammed the door shut behind him and turned to look at her niece. She sauntered over to Victoria, reaching a hand out to stroke the young girl's hair. "Pretty, little Victoria," she cooed. Anyone else would have flinched at the touch of Bellatrix's spidery fingers, but not Victoria.

"Who am I, Auntie?" She asked.

"I have a message from your parents," Bella said, avoiding the question. "They want to let you know that they...love you," The woman hissed at the word love, "And that they understand if you don't want to talk to them."

"Why couldn't they come up here and tell me themselves?" Victoria asked.

"Don't ask me why your parents do the things they do," Bella said disdainfully, "There are some things that cannot and should not be explained."

"But who am I, Auntie? That is one thing that needs to be explained!"

Bellatrix huffed, "Lucius, Cissy! Stop eavesdropping! Just come in!"

Victoria's bedroom door creaked open. "Sorry, love," Lucius said, "We couldn't help ourselves."

Victoria looked at her parents expectantly, "Who am I?" She asked again.

"We," Narcissa looked hesitantly at Lucius, "We don't know, dear."

"What?" Victoria's eyes began tearing up.

"I'm so sorry, baby girl," Narcissa took her daughter's hands and kissed them, "I wish we knew so that we could tell you. But when you...showed up on our doorstep, the only things you had were these..." She gestured for Lucius to come forward.

In his hands were three small blankets and a piece of parchment. He handed them to Victoria with a determined look on his face.

"We will do everything we can to help you find out who you are, my dear," Lucius said.

"No."

There was silence. The three adults looked at Victoria. "What?" They asked together.

"No," Victoria said again. "I don't want to find out. I've been searching for the truth for so long but now that I've found it, I realize it doesn't really matter." Victoria wiped away her tears, "I am a Malfoy. I always will be."

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Author's Note:

Another short one. But what did you think? Leave a review and make me happy!

hufflepuff girl14 - Sorry to keep you guessing! She's not Harry's sister or Bellatrix's daughter. Keep trying! :D