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Malfoy Manor

Bellatrix paced around the room as her arm burned. Her lord had ordered her to ait there, he wanted to talk to her alone. She blushed thinking back to that one night that brought forth her only child. The room darkened and the flames flared.

"My Lord." she bowed as he came into the room. She looked up only slightly as he walked over to her without a word.

"Bellatrix, you had a child right before I was destroyed. Where is he? And who is his father? Your husband said he had never gotten with you in a way that could produce children." he studied her critically.

"My lord, I gave my child to the Weasley family so as to spy on them when he got older should you be pushed back in your attacks. His father..." she trailed off and looked down.

"His father? Who is it? Have you disgraced your family and have gone with a mud-blood or worse some creature?" he watched her shake her head.

"No it was the biggest honor to have the child, however his father was drunk that night and as such he does not know about the child." Bellatrix explained.

"Drunk? A honorable man got himself drunk?" the dark lord scoffed at this.

"It was a potion that he was testing out. I had been seduced that night." she looked to her lord again.

"Who is the father?" Voldemort questioned once more.

"You." the answer was just more than a whisper, but Voldemort heard her.

"CRUCIO!" and then there was screaming, lots of it.

After a few minutes of the torture Voldemort let her out of it. He bent down to her slumped form and made her look at him.

"Why did I not know of him before this?" he asked angrily.

"I...I did not know if you would like to have a son my lord and I had grown attached." she whimpered.

"Please forgive me."

"Which Weasley is it?"

"My lord?" she looked up at his face.

"Which of them is my heir?" the dark lord's voice was eerily low. Bellatrix swallowed hard.

"Ronald Weasley. Harry Potter's best friend." she bowed her head again in preparation for another curse. But it never came, all she heard was footsteps heading away from her.

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Snape's office

Severus was doing some first year's essay when his fire flared and the Dark Lord's head showed itself.

"My Lord? Do you have a mission for me?" Severus asked as he kneeled.

"Get up Severus, I have come to talk to you about something very interesting that I had heard. My son is Ronald Weasley."

Snape stood and waited for the monster to continue.

"What is happening around him?" Voldemort asked.

"He was placed into Slytherin after he was given the chance for a re-sort before the year started and is currently starting to soar in his studies. However I am concerned by the fact he doesn't seem alright after coming back from his detentions with Dolores Umbridge the DADA teacher this year." Severus spoke.

"Keep an eye on him and get him to learn some dark arts, make sure he knows at least the basics of Dark arts by the winter break coming up. I'll be teaching him more than the basics soon enough, when he is forced into my presence. And what do you mean he isn't fine after a detention?"

Severus hesitated then explained, "The teacher is using a special quill that uses their own blood and when they write with it the same words are carved into their skin."

"What? Why haven't you done something about this? My son and future followers are in that school!"

"I know my lord, but I can't do anything that will not compromise my job and with that my position with Dumbledore." Severus murmured.

"Hm. Keep me posted on what happens to my son, he could be essential in dealing with Potter. What better weapon then Potter's best friend and my son?"

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