A woman's cries was all that filled what was going silent night. Bellatrix was in labor. Narcissa was to help deliver the only child of Tom Riddle and Bellatrix Black as the newly married couple we trust no one else.
Another one's cries joined the air as the baby was born. Narcissa held the baby in her arms, inspecting the child that would be Bellatrix's only. Narcissa immediately glanced at Bellatrix and than walking over. Bellatrix laid her head on her right shoulder gazing at her baby. With all the energy she could muster up she reached out gently to grab her baby out of Narcissa's arms.
Bellatrix gazed lovingly at her baby thinks of the future at Hogwarts. Bellatrix broke that silence but asking a question that's mind pondering on her mind for mind for months.
Narcissa what gender is it?
Narcissa smiled sweetly at Bellatrix before look at the child. Bella she's a girl. Narcissa said with a smile and for Bellatrix to smile with her after those words came out.
Narcissa was about to walk out of the door when Bellatrix said to wait. Narcissa stood in the door way, right hand in the door handle about to leave.
Thank you Narcissa. With that She walk out the door to be greeted by Lord Voldemort or Tom Riddle and her husband Lucis with there two sons in both arms down the hall.
Voldemort immediately walked over to Narcissa.
Voldemort was put in azkaban for the murder if Lilly and James Potter. The Ministry only let him out for a short period of time for the birth of his daughter. How nice.
'Narcissa' he said with a nod, she gave him one in return. He did it go he said in his boring monotone voice, he sounded the same but Narcissa could tell he was worried but his wife and her baby. Narcissa smiled at him, 'every thing is find My Lord'. He went go walk in but Narcissa said 'wait' he stood in his spot and looked at her for a second. 'It's a girl' she said and walked off to her husband that was struggling to hold both there children Harry and Draco.
When Tom kill James' and Lilly he brought back there 3 week old baby as a 'trophy' to remember his killing to the mudblood and the disgusting thing that happen to magic. But being the bastard he is he dumped the child on my sweet Lucis and got sent to Azkaban. Lucis being so far up 'his lords ass to say no'. I don't hate Harry I've grown attached to the little thing but I wished I said no when he first came.
For the first time in a while Tom Riddle smile, not a smile when he sees another one of those mudblood killed. But one of joy. He opened the door to see his sweet Bellatrix smiling at holding there child's hand. Gazing down at the baby he sat in the bed next to Bellatrix.
When Tom sat down Bellatrix could feel the weight difference in the bed immediately, she looked at to glance at Tom. Bellatrix smiled softly at the father and went back to bouncing the sleeping baby in here arms.
'Darling do you want to hold her?' Voldemort look immediately shocked that anyone would trust him with such a delicate thing but immediately nodded his head. Bellatrix passed the baby to Voldemort with care, so they didn't bother the sleeping baby. As soon as Voldemort got the baby he clutched it to his chests like it was his life source. His left hand was on the baby's back supporting most in the weight in that hand while his right hand was the baby's head. His hands looked big on there own but with the baby's small hand resting softly in his palm, his hand look massive. He knew, no matter what dark plan he would sinisterly come up with, this baby would be protected. He took a moment to admire his baby but at that moment only one thought taunted his mind.
'Bella darling, what's her name?'
Bellatrix's head that was facing forward slowly faced him showing him a smile of innocence.
'I decided to name her Hermione'.
'Hermione?' Voldemort said testing how it sounded but in the end agreeing with her decision.
Bellatrix took a deep breath in knowing something had to be said, Tom raised and eyebrow at her dramatics but let her continue.
'Tom' said began hesitantly. 'Tom she won't be safe here'. Bellatrix took this moment to ponder on the question of who would take her child,
It was like I knife to the throat. Still it did have to be done, by there is no question being the only daughter of Bellatrix Black and Loard Voldemort Hermione would have a target on her back. There would be no difference to Hermione and a huge sign in lights saying 'kill me, I'm the daughter of Voldemort the guy you hate'.
'Who would take care of her?' Tom asked.
Bellatrix stared at the bed she was laying on, lost in the moment of thought when her idea came to her.
'Tom. What if Sirius takes Hermione'
Tom considered Bellatix's suggestion but inwardly cringed at the thought of that gryfindork raising his daughter.
Tom took a deep breath in and exhaled slowly, knowing he wasn't going to have much time before he would have to go backward to Azkaban. He looked back downwards to his daughter, Hermione who was sleeping snugly in his oversized hand.
'I think that's what we have to do, I'll send one of my death e-'
Bellatrix cut Tom off before he could finish that sentence. 'You will not have one of the deatheaters so much as touch Hermione. I will ask Narcissa to carry Hermione to Sirius'
With that it shut Tom up. There was a knock at the door and it was two guards from the Ministry to send him back to hell- sorry I meant Azkaban.
Bellatrix outstretched her arms as a silent gesture to give the baby back to her. Tom wordlessly get Hermione back before kissing the Tom of her forehead and whispering 'I will always love you'. Than the two guards escorted him away.
Bellatrix needed a moment to process what had just happen. Her baby, her own flesh and blood she would have to give away. She bit her lip in contentment knowing that when Hermione is older that she would find out what happen and there was nothing stoping her from finding out.
'I need to write a letter' she thought to herself as she leaded over to the bedside tables draw. In the draw was a stack of parchment, a quil and an ink pot. Gettting herself adjusted to having a baby in one hand and parchment in another. She put Hermione down on the blanket and started writing.
Dear Sirius,
I know we haven't talked in years and it is unordinary for me to come out of the blue but I need a favour. I had a child, a beautiful baby with Tom and I have came to the realisation that my baby wouldn't be safe with me in her life. Please I beg of you to love and raise her as your own.
P.S her name is Hermione
Bellatrix,
Bellatrix put the letter in an envelope and sealed it with wax. She got up from bed and got a basket and a white sheet from the closet in the room. She first off wrapped Hermione in the sheet so she wasn't nude anymore and put her in the basket where so fit oh so snuggly-like she was meant to be there. Bellatrix thought as so was in the process of giving away her blood. She also put another letter in for when Hermione would turn sixteen- explaining everything and the entire situation.
'This was meant to be' she thought as she had one last look at her baby. 'I love you my sweet baby Hermione' she muttered as she kissed the baby's forehead.
Bellatrix walked over to the door, waiting at the door was Narcissa chatting with her husband Luics with her one of her sons in her arms. Bettatrix smiled at the family, at what she wanted but could never have.
'Narcissa' she said softly to grab her attention. Narcissa immediately turned around and smiled at Bellatrix.
'How's it going with your daughter. When they took Tom he put up a really big fight, he must love that baby so much already'. Narcissa said smiled down at Hermione and Bellatrix.
Bellatrix smiled to herself, glad to hear her husband already love there daughter in the four minutes he was with her.
'Me and Hermione are doing fine, I came her to ask of a favour. Can you help'.
'Such a beautiful name Bellatrix. You already know I would help you with anything'.
A this point in the conversation Lucis had left to Malfoy manner and took Harry and Draco with him, probably to put them to bed.
'Belltrix why do you want to give up Hermione. You had just given birth to her. You can't seriously hate your daughter that much already'. Narcissa shocked even herself with that outburst.
'Sorry Bellatrix'
'No,no. You're fine I would've had the same reaction if you said the same thing. Narcissa she won't be safe with me, she'll have a target on her back her whole life if she knows I'm her mother. And if she stays with Sirius she stays in the Black family'.
'Bellatrix I think Sirius is a wonderful person, you and I both know that. But right now he is being accused of killing twelve muggels. If he is found guilty he would surely be sent to Azkaban and Hermione would be dragged with him'.
'Narcissa we both know it wasn't him. Can you please trust me one this one, I would give my baby to anyone'.
Narcissa took a deep breath in, knowing that she would ca e in and agree toBella. 'Fine'.
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There Narcissa was apparated infront on the door number twelve where Sirius was sure to be. Narcissa didn't bother with knocking 'it was for muggels anyway' and instead used an alohomora to open the door. As soon as Narcissa steeped foot in his house there were loud footsteps coming from the bedroom and before you know it Sirius was standing ten feet away, wand in hand ready to face an intruder.
When realisation hit his face that the intruder was Narcissa he had a sigh of relief knowing that Narcissa was no threat.
'Narcissa as much as I enjoy your company what are you doing and what is THAT' Sirius said pointing his wand at it as if it were a bomb.
'Sirius I'm going to need you to site down I have a lot of news'
After ten minutes of talking,yelling and explaining Sirius was left on the couch staring at the muggle coffee table full of empty bottles and open letters from the ministry.
'She left a note' Narcissa said hoping it would cool the tension in the air.
'Where is it' Sirius said urgently to see if this was all a prank and that the note was explaining how the very realistic baby is fake.
Narcissa got the letter of the sleeping form of Hermione Black and handed it to Sirius. As soon as he got his hand on the letter he ripped it open, not caring that there was a baby sleeping a few feet away from him.
Dear Sirius,
I know we haven't talked in years and it is ,unordinary for me to come out of the blue but I need a favour. I had a child a beautiful baby with Tom and I have come to the realisation that my baby wouldn't even safe with me in her life. Please I beg of you to love and raise her as your own.
P.S her name is Hermione
Bellatrix,
Reading the letter was equivalent to bricks slapping your face. It was blunt just like Bellatrix. Bellatrix was the only one of his siblings to still accepted him after going into gryffindot and was the one to help chase away his bully's instead being them. And deep down he knew she would trust no one else that him to take care of her child.
But how can he take care of a child when he can barely take care of himself?
'Narcissa what about the drama with the ministry, what if they throw me in Azkaban, what about Hermione?'
A flurry of questions was thrown at her. Blinking it away she answered with confidence.
'Sirius single parents are normally looked at with pity, use that to your advantage. Even if they do throw you in it's likely that they aren't going to make it long since of Hermione. Plus you didn't do it. You were framed, the truth with always come out no matter what'
Sirius took a moment thinking about Narcissa speech. It did make sense but what if he did get thrown in Azkaban? Azkaban is no place for a baby, let alone the Dark Loards baby. What would happen to her? He thought to himself considering his options. Take the baby and not got to Azkaban or refuse the baby, leave it homeless and risk going to Azkaban.
'I'll adopt her' he said with confidence and no regret. 'You scratch my back I'll scratch yours' he thought to himself. Plus who doesn't like babies.
When Narcissa left Sirius got Hermione out of her basket that revealed a letter which was for Hermione when she was sixteen. 'Smart' he thought to himself, she really did want me to take care of her child.
Narcissa just apparated to Malfoy mannor- where Lusic, Harry and Draco were already fast asleep.
When Narcissa left he was left alone with his sisters baby that he already considered his child.
'Clothes' he thought to himself. 'Every baby needs clothes'. Sirius picked up Hermione and took her to his room. When he got inside he situated the baby on the bed and went to his draw. He got out a muggel shirt which had the band kiss on it. 'Perfect' he thought.
When he got Hermione in the shirt, wearing in as if it were a ballgown. The oversized shirt was baggy in every place with Hermione's head just sticking out. He had to admit she looked adorable.
He thought he should remember this moment so he got out his muggel phone and took a photo. One photo of cute Hermione and another photo of him in the pose of him kissing here cheek and her smiling. Sirius looked back at the photo. 'We do look cute'.
'Well it's time for bed' he said to the baby that just looked oddly back. He used his wand to turn off all the lights in his tiny apartment. He got Hermione under the blanket with him and they both drifted off to sleep.
'This parenting shit is easy' he thought before he blacked out.