Hi, I'm Jakana 02 and here is my first fanfiction. I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters beside for my OC. English is not my first language, so I welcome any critics and if I did any grammatical or spelling mistakes feel free to tell me. Thank you all and good reading.
Prologue
Shoots of pain echoed through the dark manor, but this was not unusual. What was unusual though was who was doing all the shooting. A woman was lying on her bed, hurling profanities at her husband for putting her in that kind of pain. The said husband was on the side of her messy bed, his hand getting crushed by the death grip his wife had on it. A healer was also there, trying to calm her down to see how far the baby was. However, this seemed near impossible since Bellatrix was kicking him each time, he got near her.
A house elf apparated to bring so clean sheets and water but no one in the room saw him. The screams seemed to reach theirs's paroxysm when the healer reached and took something in his arms and soon, another kind of cries were heard. The healer began to wash the baby and made sure he was healthy. The man hesitated between staying at his wife's side and seeing his child, but the healer decided for him and handle the bundle covered in blankets. He looked at this small face, these small hands and could not believe that they created this…...this tiny living being. Tears rolled onto his cheeks and fell the forehead of his daughter. He turned to his wife who had calmed down and was waiting to see what had done her so much pain. She looked beautiful there, forehead wet with sweat and eyes half open with exhaustion. The father could see the same wonder and adoration he had in her eyes as her silver eyes fell on their child. They stayed silent as the tiny baby cried. The healer broke the silence, asking what the child name was.
"Antares. Antares Cygnus Lestrange. That will be my daughter's name" spoke Bellatrix as her eyes met Rodolphus one's. Bellatrix never thought she would be this happy to have a child with a man she never loved but she knew without a doubt that this child would soon become the world to her.