Chapter 1
She was exited. Narcissa Malfoy Had not even told the news to her husband yet but she could not help coming here. As a child she always said everything to her sisters first and then to her parents and friends. She almost tripped on the stairs in front of the LeStrange manor in her haste. She knocked loudly on the double doors and a house elf opened the door for her. It asked to see her wand and, after recognizing it was really her, told her that her sister was in the living room on the first floor. She almost ran to the room, . She saw Bellatrix standing alone in the center of the cozy room, next to two old green armchairs. The air was a bit chill and she was sure it would soon snow. There was also a tea set and some untouched pastries on a small table " Bella, I have wonderful ne-"
Narcissa could not believe her eyes. She was dreaming, she was sure of it, because it was impossible that her sister Bellatrix would have a child (a young one, barely one-month-old) inside her house willingly. Her sister who could not tolerate the cries of babies and who hated how needy they were. She pinched herself to wake up, however the baby was still there soundly sleeping soundly in the silver crib sitting in the living room.
She must have been standing there for a while before Bella became annoyed at her absence of reaction and walked to the crib, standing next to it as she eyed her sister. "Hello 'Cissa but do come closer. Come see your goddaughter." That broke her out of her shock. "Goddaughter?" She said shakily, her words barely audible. Bellatrix had a soft smile on her face as she stroked her daughter's short locks. "What? You think I would let Greengrass be the goddaughter of my little Antares? What a joke. I trust only a few people. And I know you will be there for her when I will be working. In fact, you are the only person I would entrust with my child." Narcissa's hearth swelled at Bella's words. Even through her madness, her sister took care of those she loved. Bellatrix could be feral and vindictive if something happens to those she cherished.
"Antares. What a beautiful name. It suits her perfectly." She could see her sister feature in the child: high cheekbone, black curly hair, and long eyelid. The girl was going to break hearths after she grew up. "She will be as beautiful and powerful as her mother, won't she?" The smile on Bellatrix's lips widened. "Her entire name is Antares Cygnus LeStrange. And she already is beautiful seeing as she took all her of her mother's good genes and none of her father's" said Bellatrix proudly. She gave Narcissa some space over the crib as she walked to the armchair in front of the fireplace and sat, waving her wand and lighting up the fire.
The baby began to make some noise at the sudden changing of light and Narcissa bend over the crib to see her niece. The silver eyes of the Black were the sight that granted her. Antares set her eyes on her aunt, filled with curiosity. Narcissa then got the second shock of her day as the hair of her niece slowly began to turn white and perfectly straight and soon, Antares looked like a mini version of Narcissa. The now white-haired baby made a movement with her hands as if she wanted to be held. Narcissa could not help but proceed as her cute niece asked.
"You didn't tell me your daughter is a metamorphmagus." "What are you saying? She isn-" Bella turned her head and stop mid-sentence as her gaze fell onto the child's head. Her month fell open in shock and her eyes widened. Her face was a mix of amazement, consternation and admiration. "Rodolphus! Come here this instant!" Her husband, panicked by his wife shout, arrived with his wand ready for use. He froze at the sight of his baby girl having white hair and consternation was visible on his face. This was easily explained since The Black family have not seen a metamorphmagus in almost seven generations. This was almost like a miracle.
"Lord Arcturus will have to make her the heir of Black with Regulus dead." Sirius was not even worth listing as he was a blood traitor. Rodolphus seemed enthusiastic at the prospect of his daughter being Lady Black. Who would not? thought Narcissa, The Black is the oldest, wealthiest and most influent family of the Sacred Twenty-Eight.
"Cissa, you still haven't said why you came over." Narcissa realized that she still has not said her own big news. "Well, you won't be the only one with a child for long. I'm expecting my own baby in June" Bellatrix wrapped her in a hug and congratulated her. This was the best day Narcissa had in a while and she was going to enjoy I while it lasted.